my black swan - onision

[ONISION.]

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ONISION M.F.

— WHEN WE'RE IN YOUR BED

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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

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Home, something that felt like Onision should know. He should know that the Ascendants was his home, he was born here, but he always had his doubts about that. Without his family here, it just felt empty. All of his earnings were for naught, everything he had ever done useless now. He had once ranked up to the rank he was now to impress his mothers, to impress Alexander, but it was all for naught. Alex fell in love with him, not his rank, and Oni was satisfied with that. His mothers died, on the same day, at the same time. It was a tragic event, one that Oni didn't like to think about.

A single blue iris hardened when Victor spoke, his jaw stiffening slightly. Exotic, it was true. He was many things. Russian, Latin, a Vampire, a Werewolf. His bloodline was a mess, but he couldn't control that. "Et consolabuntur Deorum qui diversis." Onision mumbled out, shaking his head slightly. "You would think that I would have attacked you on first sight, but I'm not in the mood for it. Half of the people here piss me off, I don't want to draw attention." Oni mumbled, scratching behind his ear idly, his piercings jingling from the movement.

The Gods had forsaken him, but Oni was never one to dwell for too long on that. "I heard if you join them, you gotta drink this weird alcohol. Sounds like a mess." He chuckled, shaking out his fur against the chilly wind of the night. "It's not safe to walk around at night, Victor." Onision meowed stubbornly, his ears twitching as he scraped at stone. The chocolate felidae wanted nothing more than to just lay down and sleep for once, but insomnia kept him up constantly, urging him to continue walking- just walk.

"Light job? You must have been daydreaming to just walk over our borders, man." Onision laughed softly, his tone taking a more joking turn. For once, he wasn't being a dickhead, surprise! Well, in the morning, he'd have to pretend this guy wasn't here in the first place. Else he'd get chewed out for letting an enemy pass the borders, and even socializing with them? Yeah, no.

all you give me is a heartbeat —

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