ADDICTIVE TENDENCIES // JOINING

[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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Onision had thought that all of his siblings were either dead or gone, really. His mothers had died, leaving him behind. Feyre and Bastille soon left, and Harland had been kidnapped. He didn't know anyone else here that he was related to. He had taken it upon himself to carry on the Mikaelson name, burdening himself with the ideal that he had to do everything. He had to carry on the name, despite not being.. Able to reproduce. He didn't like women, so it was kind of hard. Still, he had Watson. He'd raise the kid himself, mentor him, and keep him under his wing, protected.

The chocolate felidae had passed through the territory, the sound of Ren's voice catching his ears from a distance. Dead? Well, he could certainly make a meal out of the dead body's blood. He was fond of being the vampire that just fed off of leftovers, afraid to kill someone. That's what Aloysius was for, right? After all, he was cursed with the damn werewolf genes his mother couldn't eliminate.

Stopping beside Ren, Oni glanced over the creature idly, a look of boredom on his face as enhanced hearing listened in for any signs of breathing. Soft breathing reached his ears, making them twitch in unison. "He's sleeping." Oni concluded, before walking a bit closer, poking the guy with his paw like he is dead.

"Oi, wake up. Name's Onision Mikaelson-Folie. Oni for short. Wake up before I kick you." The short-tempered were-vampire growled, his tail lashing behind him in annoyance.

all you give me is a heartbeat —

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