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ONISION M.F.
— WHEN WE'RE IN YOUR BED
the ascendants
- lunar lieutenant
mentors watson
10 months old
physically varies
easy to piss off
demihomosexual
homoromantic
tsundere asshole
dating alexander
were-vampirism
known to shift into aloysius
- lunar lieutenant
mentors watson
10 months old
physically varies
easy to piss off
demihomosexual
homoromantic
tsundere asshole
dating alexander
were-vampirism
known to shift into aloysius
Onision was born in the Ascendants, birthed from two vampires that had fallen further in love after countless years of marriage. He was half of the litter two he was born from, his sister a much more calm entity compared to him. He was older than her, but he held more resistance to the coos and murmurs of others. Everyone fawned over the white pelt of his sister, admiring her, while Oni merely got over such things. He was never fawned over, never picked at for his dirty coat.
He had taken on his foul mouth from his mother Suiteheart, his cocky attitude coming from the fact that he was constantly jealous of those around him. Why couldn't he just.. Be free? Why did he have to live up to the Mikaelson name?
But Oni understood now. He wasn't meant to stand up to the Mikaelson name, he was supposed to make his own reputation from it.
Little Icarus, he was. Asshole, he was.
No matter, Oni had better things to think about. The newly made Observer and Lieutenant had pushed through brambles, the chilly wind of fall against his thin chocolate pelt. He was used to it, though, and merely continued to walk along the borders, surverying it with a sense of peace. A sense of calming that only Oni could have while also being a total dick.
Then, he saw white. A flash of white, and then fur. Onision sped up his steps, scarred body carrying himself over to the source. A husky, walking with puffs of cold air eminating from his breath. Wasn't this breed supposed to love the cold?
Who cares.
Oni stepped out of the bushes he had been hiding in, a stern look on his face as he spoke in a harsh, bitter tone. With an inhale through his nose, he took in the scent before him. "The Typhoon, huh.. I hope you're here to beg for our forgiveness, or else, I suggest you turn around, Лицо рыбы." Onision rumbled out angrily, a grumpy scrunched up grin on his face.
A silent warning, but it was only because he was so short tempered. It was only because he had orders to kill the enemies who walked onto their borders.
Oni could never kill someone, he knew.
He had taken on his foul mouth from his mother Suiteheart, his cocky attitude coming from the fact that he was constantly jealous of those around him. Why couldn't he just.. Be free? Why did he have to live up to the Mikaelson name?
But Oni understood now. He wasn't meant to stand up to the Mikaelson name, he was supposed to make his own reputation from it.
Little Icarus, he was. Asshole, he was.
No matter, Oni had better things to think about. The newly made Observer and Lieutenant had pushed through brambles, the chilly wind of fall against his thin chocolate pelt. He was used to it, though, and merely continued to walk along the borders, surverying it with a sense of peace. A sense of calming that only Oni could have while also being a total dick.
Then, he saw white. A flash of white, and then fur. Onision sped up his steps, scarred body carrying himself over to the source. A husky, walking with puffs of cold air eminating from his breath. Wasn't this breed supposed to love the cold?
Who cares.
Oni stepped out of the bushes he had been hiding in, a stern look on his face as he spoke in a harsh, bitter tone. With an inhale through his nose, he took in the scent before him. "The Typhoon, huh.. I hope you're here to beg for our forgiveness, or else, I suggest you turn around, Лицо рыбы." Onision rumbled out angrily, a grumpy scrunched up grin on his face.
A silent warning, but it was only because he was so short tempered. It was only because he had orders to kill the enemies who walked onto their borders.
Oni could never kill someone, he knew.
all you give me is a heartbeat —
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