Lukai Hwei
@domaninkmage.bsky.social
FFXIV RP Account - Yes the character is from LoL but nyeh
18+ only, mature themes, dark themes, etc
18+ only, mature themes, dark themes, etc
I'm glad you like it.
I'm sorry I had to hurt you.
I'm sorry I had to hurt you.
November 5, 2025 at 2:38 AM
I'm glad you like it.
I'm sorry I had to hurt you.
I'm sorry I had to hurt you.
You've allowed me to make you a canvas.
That is a gift as well.
That is a gift as well.
November 5, 2025 at 2:34 AM
You've allowed me to make you a canvas.
That is a gift as well.
That is a gift as well.
All done with the pain...
[Hwei says soothingly, turning Hermes' face towards him so he can use his sleeve to wipe away his tears]
Yes... When you're not using them they will become tattoos on your back. So you won't need to worry about fitting them in places.
[Hwei says soothingly, turning Hermes' face towards him so he can use his sleeve to wipe away his tears]
Yes... When you're not using them they will become tattoos on your back. So you won't need to worry about fitting them in places.
October 27, 2025 at 3:22 AM
All done with the pain...
[Hwei says soothingly, turning Hermes' face towards him so he can use his sleeve to wipe away his tears]
Yes... When you're not using them they will become tattoos on your back. So you won't need to worry about fitting them in places.
[Hwei says soothingly, turning Hermes' face towards him so he can use his sleeve to wipe away his tears]
Yes... When you're not using them they will become tattoos on your back. So you won't need to worry about fitting them in places.
[when it's done he gently wipes the blood away]
You'll have to use some of your aether to help keep yourself airborne when you fly... Wings alone won't be enough... But they will help.
You'll have to use some of your aether to help keep yourself airborne when you fly... Wings alone won't be enough... But they will help.
October 25, 2025 at 10:33 PM
[when it's done he gently wipes the blood away]
You'll have to use some of your aether to help keep yourself airborne when you fly... Wings alone won't be enough... But they will help.
You'll have to use some of your aether to help keep yourself airborne when you fly... Wings alone won't be enough... But they will help.
I wouldn't be able to do this with anyone else. It would shatter them to pieces. But your aether is so dense.
[His eyes glow as his ink surges into Hermes' back, reshaping the muscles there to connect to the wings he is creating]
[It hurts. There is blood. But Hwei doesn't hesitate, or stop]
[His eyes glow as his ink surges into Hermes' back, reshaping the muscles there to connect to the wings he is creating]
[It hurts. There is blood. But Hwei doesn't hesitate, or stop]
October 25, 2025 at 10:33 PM
I wouldn't be able to do this with anyone else. It would shatter them to pieces. But your aether is so dense.
[His eyes glow as his ink surges into Hermes' back, reshaping the muscles there to connect to the wings he is creating]
[It hurts. There is blood. But Hwei doesn't hesitate, or stop]
[His eyes glow as his ink surges into Hermes' back, reshaping the muscles there to connect to the wings he is creating]
[It hurts. There is blood. But Hwei doesn't hesitate, or stop]
"Alright." He finishes the base of the wings, and then braces his hands on Hermes' shoulders.
"...this will hurt..."
"...this will hurt..."
October 25, 2025 at 12:16 PM
"Alright." He finishes the base of the wings, and then braces his hands on Hermes' shoulders.
"...this will hurt..."
"...this will hurt..."
[Hwei waits patiently for his back to be exposed - he takes the brush off of his back, but this time it shrinks down to fit in his hand]
[He begins to meticulously design the scapulars against Hermes' shoulder blades]
Color?
[He begins to meticulously design the scapulars against Hermes' shoulder blades]
Color?
October 23, 2025 at 6:50 AM
[Hwei waits patiently for his back to be exposed - he takes the brush off of his back, but this time it shrinks down to fit in his hand]
[He begins to meticulously design the scapulars against Hermes' shoulder blades]
Color?
[He begins to meticulously design the scapulars against Hermes' shoulder blades]
Color?
He stands over their body, holding their heart in his hand. It paints his skin red, beautiful colors swirling beneath his feet where the droplets land.
"I will paint something beautiful in your memory."
"I will paint something beautiful in your memory."
October 15, 2025 at 4:36 AM
He stands over their body, holding their heart in his hand. It paints his skin red, beautiful colors swirling beneath his feet where the droplets land.
"I will paint something beautiful in your memory."
"I will paint something beautiful in your memory."
... Such a sad existence...
[He seems genuinely heart broken for them, almost tears in his eyes - a sharp contrast with the spike of dark ink that pierces their chest and pulls out their heart]
It's okay... It's over now...
You're okay ..shh..
[He seems genuinely heart broken for them, almost tears in his eyes - a sharp contrast with the spike of dark ink that pierces their chest and pulls out their heart]
It's okay... It's over now...
You're okay ..shh..
October 15, 2025 at 4:25 AM
... Such a sad existence...
[He seems genuinely heart broken for them, almost tears in his eyes - a sharp contrast with the spike of dark ink that pierces their chest and pulls out their heart]
It's okay... It's over now...
You're okay ..shh..
[He seems genuinely heart broken for them, almost tears in his eyes - a sharp contrast with the spike of dark ink that pierces their chest and pulls out their heart]
It's okay... It's over now...
You're okay ..shh..
... Hm.
Can you remove your robe?
At least to your waist.
Can you remove your robe?
At least to your waist.
October 15, 2025 at 4:24 AM
... Hm.
Can you remove your robe?
At least to your waist.
Can you remove your robe?
At least to your waist.
Is that happiness?
Or are you just being told you're happy, and you have no choice but to believe?
Or are you just being told you're happy, and you have no choice but to believe?
October 14, 2025 at 12:03 PM
Is that happiness?
Or are you just being told you're happy, and you have no choice but to believe?
Or are you just being told you're happy, and you have no choice but to believe?
>> places a hand over their heart]
Are you just a husk? A puppet that can twitch its own strings?
A simple tool unable to even long for freedom...
Are you just a husk? A puppet that can twitch its own strings?
A simple tool unable to even long for freedom...
October 14, 2025 at 5:09 AM
>> places a hand over their heart]
Are you just a husk? A puppet that can twitch its own strings?
A simple tool unable to even long for freedom...
Are you just a husk? A puppet that can twitch its own strings?
A simple tool unable to even long for freedom...
I wonder if it will even work on you.
Do you have a soul?
I don't think you do.
[The air grows dark until it's just the two of them, Hwei's magic thrumming with toxic amounts of dynamics as he steps in front of them to observe]
[He paints with his own emotions, fear as his palette, and >>
Do you have a soul?
I don't think you do.
[The air grows dark until it's just the two of them, Hwei's magic thrumming with toxic amounts of dynamics as he steps in front of them to observe]
[He paints with his own emotions, fear as his palette, and >>
October 14, 2025 at 5:09 AM
I wonder if it will even work on you.
Do you have a soul?
I don't think you do.
[The air grows dark until it's just the two of them, Hwei's magic thrumming with toxic amounts of dynamics as he steps in front of them to observe]
[He paints with his own emotions, fear as his palette, and >>
Do you have a soul?
I don't think you do.
[The air grows dark until it's just the two of them, Hwei's magic thrumming with toxic amounts of dynamics as he steps in front of them to observe]
[He paints with his own emotions, fear as his palette, and >>
[the tip of his brush starts to flare purple and yellow as he steps closer, a hand on their shoulder]
[Gaping maws and wide open, bloodshot eyes start to take form from the ink that has begun to swirl around the both of them]
Would you like to learn.
[It's not an offer]
[Gaping maws and wide open, bloodshot eyes start to take form from the ink that has begun to swirl around the both of them]
Would you like to learn.
[It's not an offer]
October 14, 2025 at 5:00 AM
[the tip of his brush starts to flare purple and yellow as he steps closer, a hand on their shoulder]
[Gaping maws and wide open, bloodshot eyes start to take form from the ink that has begun to swirl around the both of them]
Would you like to learn.
[It's not an offer]
[Gaping maws and wide open, bloodshot eyes start to take form from the ink that has begun to swirl around the both of them]
Would you like to learn.
[It's not an offer]
You've never felt fear?
[Hwei's chin lowers and his stare becomes more piercing]
[Hwei's chin lowers and his stare becomes more piercing]
October 14, 2025 at 4:50 AM
You've never felt fear?
[Hwei's chin lowers and his stare becomes more piercing]
[Hwei's chin lowers and his stare becomes more piercing]
You're not this Achia, though.
Merely a copy of their body. Sent to die.
[He observes them with shining purple eyes]
Does that not trouble you.
Merely a copy of their body. Sent to die.
[He observes them with shining purple eyes]
Does that not trouble you.
October 14, 2025 at 4:45 AM
You're not this Achia, though.
Merely a copy of their body. Sent to die.
[He observes them with shining purple eyes]
Does that not trouble you.
Merely a copy of their body. Sent to die.
[He observes them with shining purple eyes]
Does that not trouble you.
[he sighs]
A hundred years is a very long time for us. More than long enough for us to have our own dialect.
A hundred years is a very long time for us. More than long enough for us to have our own dialect.
October 14, 2025 at 3:23 AM
[he sighs]
A hundred years is a very long time for us. More than long enough for us to have our own dialect.
A hundred years is a very long time for us. More than long enough for us to have our own dialect.
Apologies. The two were called such interchangeably where I came from.
October 14, 2025 at 3:20 AM
Apologies. The two were called such interchangeably where I came from.
I can read Doman script.
October 14, 2025 at 2:58 AM
I can read Doman script.
I know.
[Hwei sits down beside him]
May I paint you your wings?
[Hwei sits down beside him]
May I paint you your wings?
October 14, 2025 at 1:45 AM
I know.
[Hwei sits down beside him]
May I paint you your wings?
[Hwei sits down beside him]
May I paint you your wings?
[he tilts his head slightly]
I grew up on an isolated island off the coast of Doma. One not even the Garleans knew of.
My knowledge of the world is limited.
I grew up on an isolated island off the coast of Doma. One not even the Garleans knew of.
My knowledge of the world is limited.
October 14, 2025 at 1:43 AM
[he tilts his head slightly]
I grew up on an isolated island off the coast of Doma. One not even the Garleans knew of.
My knowledge of the world is limited.
I grew up on an isolated island off the coast of Doma. One not even the Garleans knew of.
My knowledge of the world is limited.