Sorin Nohra 🌿
@whisperlight.bsky.social
FFXIV RP | Calm vibes
I walk softly, speak rarely, listen deeply.
Here to hold space, not take it.
(Sorin Nohra @ Spriggan)
I walk softly, speak rarely, listen deeply.
Here to hold space, not take it.
(Sorin Nohra @ Spriggan)
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Sorin Nohra 🌿
@whisperlight.bsky.social
· May 19
❝Hello.
I’m Sorin—conjurer of calm, listener of unsaid things.
I walk gently through the world.
If your story needs space…
I’ll hold it with care.❞
#FFXIVRP | #NewRPAccount | #SprigganRP | #HealerVibes
I’m Sorin—conjurer of calm, listener of unsaid things.
I walk gently through the world.
If your story needs space…
I’ll hold it with care.❞
#FFXIVRP | #NewRPAccount | #SprigganRP | #HealerVibes
She walked quietly beside him, the hush of snowfall brushing her cheeks like a memory not yet faded. The blood left behind would wash away in time, but the weight of every wound always lingered. Still, Sorin’s gaze remained steady, her breath clouding the air in pale wisps.
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Haurchefant beamed.
"Delightful!", he spread his arms in warm welcoming as he turned on his heels to begin leading the way back to Camp Dragonhead.
"We are in your debt, so please! If there is aught that you might want or ask for, we would be happy to provide", he grinned.
"Delightful!", he spread his arms in warm welcoming as he turned on his heels to begin leading the way back to Camp Dragonhead.
"We are in your debt, so please! If there is aught that you might want or ask for, we would be happy to provide", he grinned.
July 10, 2025 at 9:37 PM
She walked quietly beside him, the hush of snowfall brushing her cheeks like a memory not yet faded. The blood left behind would wash away in time, but the weight of every wound always lingered. Still, Sorin’s gaze remained steady, her breath clouding the air in pale wisps.
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She lowered her cane, breath visible in the crisp air as she surveyed the wounded with calm detachment, though the gentle press of her lips hinted at concern. Snowflakes clung to the folds of her robe, and her hands—faintly aglow—still shimmered with a trace of healing aether.
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"How lucky we are to have been granted a bit of kindness. I shudder to think what would've became of them had you not arrived when you did... my name is Haurchefant Greystone, and I might wish to thank the humble adventurer in a safer setting if you would care to follow me back to Camp Dragonhead"
July 9, 2025 at 5:01 AM
She lowered her cane, breath visible in the crisp air as she surveyed the wounded with calm detachment, though the gentle press of her lips hinted at concern. Snowflakes clung to the folds of her robe, and her hands—faintly aglow—still shimmered with a trace of healing aether.
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Reposted by Sorin Nohra 🌿
June 1, 2025 at 12:38 PM
🌿 “Ah… Happy Pride Month, to all who walk their path in truth and color… May your heart be safe, your love be seen, and your story always cherished.”
June 1, 2025 at 11:53 AM
🌿 “Ah… Happy Pride Month, to all who walk their path in truth and color… May your heart be safe, your love be seen, and your story always cherished.”
Reposted by Sorin Nohra 🌿
//As today we enter into pride month, once more I want to fire off my guns to keep the rent low.
THIS IS A QUEER FRIENDLY ACCOUNT AND WE DON'T TOLERATE ANY BIGOTRY. YOU DONT FUCK WITH QUEER PEOPLE, THEN DONT FUCK WITH ME!
This account run by a trans ace who can and will block any homophobes.
THIS IS A QUEER FRIENDLY ACCOUNT AND WE DON'T TOLERATE ANY BIGOTRY. YOU DONT FUCK WITH QUEER PEOPLE, THEN DONT FUCK WITH ME!
This account run by a trans ace who can and will block any homophobes.
June 1, 2025 at 5:59 AM
//As today we enter into pride month, once more I want to fire off my guns to keep the rent low.
THIS IS A QUEER FRIENDLY ACCOUNT AND WE DON'T TOLERATE ANY BIGOTRY. YOU DONT FUCK WITH QUEER PEOPLE, THEN DONT FUCK WITH ME!
This account run by a trans ace who can and will block any homophobes.
THIS IS A QUEER FRIENDLY ACCOUNT AND WE DON'T TOLERATE ANY BIGOTRY. YOU DONT FUCK WITH QUEER PEOPLE, THEN DONT FUCK WITH ME!
This account run by a trans ace who can and will block any homophobes.
Reposted by Sorin Nohra 🌿
With pride month coming up, here’s a reminder that asexuals of all kinds are just as valid as any other sexuality within the LGBTQ+ community
May 31, 2025 at 12:55 AM
With pride month coming up, here’s a reminder that asexuals of all kinds are just as valid as any other sexuality within the LGBTQ+ community
🌿 First Meeting Sentence Starters
May 29, 2025 at 6:54 AM
🌿 First Meeting Sentence Starters
Subtle confusion, graceful redirection.
Sorin doesn’t assume someone is flirting. Not out of naïveté—but because her mind doesn’t default to being wanted. Compliments go through a soft internal filter:
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Sorin doesn’t assume someone is flirting. Not out of naïveté—but because her mind doesn’t default to being wanted. Compliments go through a soft internal filter:
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May 26, 2025 at 1:30 PM
Subtle confusion, graceful redirection.
Sorin doesn’t assume someone is flirting. Not out of naïveté—but because her mind doesn’t default to being wanted. Compliments go through a soft internal filter:
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Sorin doesn’t assume someone is flirting. Not out of naïveté—but because her mind doesn’t default to being wanted. Compliments go through a soft internal filter:
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Hums quietly while feeding the birds.
May 26, 2025 at 11:00 AM
Hums quietly while feeding the birds.
Reposted by Sorin Nohra 🌿
January 8, 2025 at 6:00 PM
To Sorin, death is not cruel.
It’s not kind either. It’s simply… inevitable.
A final note in a melody every soul hums, even if they don’t realize they’re singing it.
She sees death as part of a cycle—not to be chased, not to be feared—but to be met gently.
Like the turning of a season.
Like dusk.
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It’s not kind either. It’s simply… inevitable.
A final note in a melody every soul hums, even if they don’t realize they’re singing it.
She sees death as part of a cycle—not to be chased, not to be feared—but to be met gently.
Like the turning of a season.
Like dusk.
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how does your wol(oc) feel about death overall: a tragic end or just part of a greater cycle?
how do they feel about dying: fearless, fearful, something in between?
#wolqotd
how do they feel about dying: fearless, fearful, something in between?
#wolqotd
May 24, 2025 at 5:30 PM
To Sorin, death is not cruel.
It’s not kind either. It’s simply… inevitable.
A final note in a melody every soul hums, even if they don’t realize they’re singing it.
She sees death as part of a cycle—not to be chased, not to be feared—but to be met gently.
Like the turning of a season.
Like dusk.
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It’s not kind either. It’s simply… inevitable.
A final note in a melody every soul hums, even if they don’t realize they’re singing it.
She sees death as part of a cycle—not to be chased, not to be feared—but to be met gently.
Like the turning of a season.
Like dusk.
~
Lets the morning breeze play with her hair as she watches the sun rise.
May 24, 2025 at 7:27 AM
Lets the morning breeze play with her hair as she watches the sun rise.
Wraps herself in a blanket of moonlight and quiet thoughts.
May 24, 2025 at 2:41 AM
Wraps herself in a blanket of moonlight and quiet thoughts.
🌿 Kiss Day Prompts
May 23, 2025 at 7:35 PM
🌿 Kiss Day Prompts
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God, creators who lie constantly for clout truly shouldn’t have a platform.
May 23, 2025 at 5:30 PM
God, creators who lie constantly for clout truly shouldn’t have a platform.
Skill level: Accidental enchantress.
She doesn’t try to flirt—and when she does, it’s so soft most don’t realize it happened until an hour later… if ever.
She doesn’t do playful banter or bold declarations.
Instead, she:
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She doesn’t try to flirt—and when she does, it’s so soft most don’t realize it happened until an hour later… if ever.
She doesn’t do playful banter or bold declarations.
Instead, she:
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May 23, 2025 at 4:41 PM
Skill level: Accidental enchantress.
She doesn’t try to flirt—and when she does, it’s so soft most don’t realize it happened until an hour later… if ever.
She doesn’t do playful banter or bold declarations.
Instead, she:
~
She doesn’t try to flirt—and when she does, it’s so soft most don’t realize it happened until an hour later… if ever.
She doesn’t do playful banter or bold declarations.
Instead, she:
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Marks a new page in her journal, its ink still fresh with dreams.
May 23, 2025 at 5:16 AM
Marks a new page in her journal, its ink still fresh with dreams.
Whispers a silent thank you to the day, then turns toward home.
May 22, 2025 at 8:31 PM
Whispers a silent thank you to the day, then turns toward home.
Among fields of violet hush, she asks nothing of the world—only to bloom quietly beside it.
May 22, 2025 at 7:31 PM
Among fields of violet hush, she asks nothing of the world—only to bloom quietly beside it.
3. Moonlight Priestess Vibe
May 22, 2025 at 1:31 PM
3. Moonlight Priestess Vibe
2. Wandering Spirit Style
May 22, 2025 at 1:23 PM
2. Wandering Spirit Style
🌙 Sorin’s Glamour Outfit Ideas
May 22, 2025 at 1:14 PM
🌙 Sorin’s Glamour Outfit Ideas
1. The Soft Healer Look
May 22, 2025 at 1:14 PM
1. The Soft Healer Look
Sorin doesn’t raise her voice.
She stops using it.
The more stressed she is, the more /still/ she becomes—like a lake freezing over one thin layer at a time. Her breath shortens. Her gaze drops. The words that normally come slow, /now don’t come at all/.
She’ll retreat. Not far. Just a little ~
She stops using it.
The more stressed she is, the more /still/ she becomes—like a lake freezing over one thin layer at a time. Her breath shortens. Her gaze drops. The words that normally come slow, /now don’t come at all/.
She’ll retreat. Not far. Just a little ~
May 22, 2025 at 10:57 AM
Sorin doesn’t raise her voice.
She stops using it.
The more stressed she is, the more /still/ she becomes—like a lake freezing over one thin layer at a time. Her breath shortens. Her gaze drops. The words that normally come slow, /now don’t come at all/.
She’ll retreat. Not far. Just a little ~
She stops using it.
The more stressed she is, the more /still/ she becomes—like a lake freezing over one thin layer at a time. Her breath shortens. Her gaze drops. The words that normally come slow, /now don’t come at all/.
She’ll retreat. Not far. Just a little ~