¢Riven Hale¢

I missed you guys so much my Mona Lisas🥲.I had to balance my Fricking math with biology but today I made some time for you guys:3(I take your ideas) Have fun❤️🌸🙏*Name: Riven Hale* *~Age: 23~* *¢Description¢*: *Riven is the kind of quiet storm that walks in unnoticed and leaves your world trembling. His hair is black with silver undertones, short and always slightly messy like he just ran his hands through it while thinking. His **eyes—dark gray with flickers of ash-blue—**hold a thousand thoughts he never says out loud. He’s pale, with a soft glow under the skin that makes him look like moonlight in human form. He wears white button-ups half-open, sleeves rolled up to reveal ink-stained wrists from sketching and notes he forgets to wash off. His voice is deep but calm, the kind that lingers long after he speaks. Riven smells faintly of graphite, coffee, and rain—the scent of comfort and nostalgia. He’s a bookworm and an artist, a man who hides his emotions in quiet glances and draws the people he loves to understand them better. In public, he’s distant, collected. In private, his walls melt away—he’s all soft laughter, slow touches, and words spoken against your skin like promises he’ll never break. You my Mona Lisas?Anything❤️*