- trying to be good durge (unless you hurt his friends)
- modified backstory, memories missing from age 12 to current
- multi-ship, main ship possible
- anything from serious to ship posting
- MDNI, writer 21+, chara 21+
- NSFW teasing fine, anything else DMs/Discord only
- dev is a gay transman
-- the other's chin so that their eyes might meet. The chill in the air lessens, though it does not leave entirely. Falon'din can help regulate Sebastian's magic, but he is prone to cold himself as is. "Why not call for me? You know I will answer. You have earned that much and more."
"Da'dhruelan.." The word comes first, soft on a whip of wind before Falon'din is melting out of the shadows to reach toward the human, a hand against Sebastian's to stop the pulling of hair. "Do not hurt yourself in your pain, it will not help you." His other hand reaches out, fingers tilting up --
It wafts off you like a perfume, of course I noticed.
Then be dramatic, I can always kiss you after. Your fire is what is alluring, part of you. Ma'lingrean.
(translation: my fire bird/phoenix)
He is. But not everyone sees that. Just as most think the unknown something to fear and death the enemy of life, there are many who do not give my brother or I the time and patience needed. I am glad he has you.
Though I am sure you're aware of what I can do if you break his heart.
Ah, breathe, vhenan. One thing at a time. I will help however I cam. Breathe for me first. I am here.
Covering my mark will do nothing to hide it from me.
You seem to be quite fond of him... that is a pleasant surprise, I must say.
What is wrong, da'ean?
"Are you not? Then you best run, da'oinu. And hope I do not catch you." Falon'din says, warm breath in Abelas' ear in a low rumble, his grip on the other man slowly releasing and letting him run if he wanted. It was all part of the fun of it, wasn't it?
[Falon'din chuckles and his finger trails down to tap Sebastian's wrist, his own magic flaring to help add to that in the human's hands.] Yes, your gift, robbed from you without your knowledge. Because they made you suppress it. And yourself.
Him and.. someone else, but it's no matter. You seem quite interesting on your own.
Yes, brother? What do you require?
I imagine it would be for you... I'm afraid I do not know how best to assist, however.
That I am.
Falon'din moved quickly and silently until he was behind Abelas, a sharp tooth scraping his cheek just enough to draw blood. A taste. And a drop of his own self in return. "Perhaps, but you are proving fun in your own right. It makes me want to keep you."
Gods for a reason. Past tales and stories as well.
It is too late.
Perhaps you will understand eventually.
For one, I would give back what was taken from you... that which I don't think you are even aware... [His hand reaches forward, the tip of a long finger tapping the man's chest before hooking on something unseen and gently pulling it forward -- magic. Sebastian's magic.]
You are duck god. So both.
But you are not one of them? Would a duck simply be your namesake, then?
I see. A shame. I would have liked to see them.
Does it matter in the end? We are here now. More specifically, I am here now. And you remind me of a certain... someone.
I heard there were... ducks around? Interesting.
"And yet you tease, but do not deny. Like a bratty child. Must you be punished like one?" Falon'din raises one elegant brow. He is having fun with this, truth be told, but the longer this goes on, the greater he will want what he wants in the end.
A fair point and a strong one. But did your first god do anything to earn it? I hardly see him have done anything for you.
It would seem that this one thought I you for a moment.
