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ONISION M.F.
— WHEN WE'RE IN YOUR BED
the ascendants
- lunar lieutenant
8 months old
physically varies
emotionally hard
mentally easy
demihomosexual
homoromantic
tsundere asshole
dating alexander
were-vampirism
known to shift into aloysius
- lunar lieutenant
8 months old
physically varies
emotionally hard
mentally easy
demihomosexual
homoromantic
tsundere asshole
dating alexander
were-vampirism
known to shift into aloysius
"Have his memory checked to see if he's a spy." Oni muttered lowly, a warning. He didn't care about the fucking slaves being without their masters, he cared about an actual Pittian being on their borders. Fuck that.
Normally, if someone else had touched him, trying to calm him down, Oni would have snapped on them, but the moment his boyfriend's scent washed over him, calming as it was, the chocolate feline's pupils returned to normal, signaling the cooling down of his temper. Oni didn't want to just let this fucker join, but the way Moon was speaking it sounded just like that.
Then, his head was filled for a mere second with an image. A lion atop a throne, what the Hell? Was that a forked tongue? Before he could think or say anything else, he had been yanked back into reality, face to face with the source of where this vision came from. This wasn't a memory, he knew those were only ever in black and white for him, as dramatic as that sounds.
Oni's single, cold blue eye focused on Alexander for a moment before the felidae pushed himself to sit between the Wolf's paws, staring at Valkyr with a frown. He didn't trust this guy. He didn't trust any Pitt member.
Normally, if someone else had touched him, trying to calm him down, Oni would have snapped on them, but the moment his boyfriend's scent washed over him, calming as it was, the chocolate feline's pupils returned to normal, signaling the cooling down of his temper. Oni didn't want to just let this fucker join, but the way Moon was speaking it sounded just like that.
Then, his head was filled for a mere second with an image. A lion atop a throne, what the Hell? Was that a forked tongue? Before he could think or say anything else, he had been yanked back into reality, face to face with the source of where this vision came from. This wasn't a memory, he knew those were only ever in black and white for him, as dramatic as that sounds.
Oni's single, cold blue eye focused on Alexander for a moment before the felidae pushed himself to sit between the Wolf's paws, staring at Valkyr with a frown. He didn't trust this guy. He didn't trust any Pitt member.
all you give me is a heartbeat —
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