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[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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Hello?

Harland's voice was first to reach Onision's ears, the telepathic call of silent help causing the feline to shoot up from his bed with Alexander, nudging his boyfriend in apology before he raced out of their shared room, darting down the Observatory's hallway.

"I'm coming, Har! Stay there!" Onision called back out to his nephew in a rushed manner, the telepathic message quick and simply there before it disconnected again, the werevampire racing out of the doors of the Observatory to find the familiar form of Harland. His nephew by blood, it seemed. Or was it adopted? He didn't know, but Harland was a Mikaelson, and as odd as it was, Onision was happy to see the male home again.

When he had arrived, Onision was heaving chilly breaths from his chest as he came to an abrupt stop in front of the other feline, a rare smile of relief on his face. "Tibi gratias ago tibi tutum Deorum.." He spoke in soft latin, reaching out to try to pull Harland close to his chest, aiming to hug him gently.

Moon would be happy to see his son had come back, to see Harland's exhausted face merely made Oni worry even more. "What happened? Are you okay? Did they hurt you, Har?" Onision asked, his voice breathy and worried as he gestured for the male to climb onto his back if he needed. Oni could carry him back, he could. Only if he wanted to, though.

all you give me is a heartbeat —

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