Roller Derby Mayhem // AU

[ONISION.]

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ONISION M.F.

— WHEN WE'RE IN YOUR BED

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the ascendants
- lunar lieutenant
12 months old

physically hard
easy to piss off

demihomosexual
polyhomoromantic

tsundere asshole
dating alexander

were-vampirism
known to shift into aloysius
possession & mental manip.

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//faceclaim is cole sprouse, more punkish.

Onision fuckin' loved parties. Everyone knew he did, and the times he had eaten almost everything in the last party he went to wasn't something others could ignore. Usually, they tried to keep him from eating literally everything, but it almost always fails. I mean, could you really blame him? He was always hungry.

But when he had been invited to a party at a skating rink, Oni actually cringed, because holy shit, he didn't want to skate. The last time he went skating it was with Alexander, and he had flat out fallen on his ass and pulled his boyfriend down with him. Normally, to outsiders, it would be like one of those cute coupley moments- no, absolutely was fuckin' not. That shit hurt.

It was embarrassing as all Hell, and every single fuckin' time Onision looked at the skating floor, he mentally died all over again. God, no. He'll stick to the food.

So, tossing back brown hair, messy and untamed, the teenager rushed over to the table, grappling for pizza and ranch almost immediately. "Pineapple does not go on pizza!" He yelled over his shoulder, knowing that this little sentence could trigger an arguement.

And boy, did Oni love arguements.

The little shit stirrer.

all you give me is a heartbeat —

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