He kisses their forehead again softly “Don’t feel like you’ve done something wrong, I didn’t tell you, so you wouldn’t know.”
He moves over to the deer on all fours, tearing through its flesh ravenously.
He takes the egg carefully in his hands, never holding anything which as much care as he does this “It will not be any away from you, either of you. Your love will travel any distance, and reach this child.”
*Because I’m a herald of chaos.*
When Saphuno wakes up, Damian is missing, and is in place, sitting in the recliner, wearing Damian’s clothes, reading his garden journal, and most importantly wearing his collar, appears to be a demon, fur, the sharp head of a goat, with horns to match, and a long, lanky body, nearly as tall as her.
He nods “I’ll be where you usually find me, see ya when we have another job.” He walks away.
“What’s potato bread toast?” He genuinely asks, curious to know, not having experienced many different foods in his lifetime.
“So there’s no issue right? Unless you care that much. Come on, right?” He says, slowly realizing he probably does care that much.
He nods but before he can leave, The Herald suddenly wraps an arm around Grimes neck, pulling him back.
She looks in shock and stands up. She runs to the tavern kitchen, cackling as she digs around for a loaf and then brings it out.
"Mn, I just don't like hurting people I care about."
Grimes turns to them, looking down to his arm in confusion “Do you need somethin’ else already?”
He looks to them “Is it really that good?” He shrugs and bites into the bread, surprised by how amazing it is, immediately standing up and kissing Stroth for a long moment.
“Yeah, so what’s the issue? Ohhhhhhh I get it.”
"Sorry..." He mumbles and then let's go.
Stroth breaks down laughing "I didn't know I was gonna get K I S S E D-"
"Thank you." He huffs
He turns back to them, “No, what do you need. I want to know.”
“Do ya want me ta do it again? This is the best food I’ve ever had.” He grins wide, looking like her.
“Why do you care about me?”
He hears the sound of teeth scraping against each other "I will not ask for it is rude to do so." He mumbles.
She nearly falls on the floor wheezing and laughing.
"I see myself in you. You're a fighter like me."
He raises an eyebrow “It don’t matter if it’s rude, it’s not like I’m gonna end up running’ again, ask what you’re going to ask.”
He begins laughing with her at how ridiculous it all is, just enjoying himself.
“I’m a fighter, so you don’t want to fight me. I understand it, but I don’t like it.”
"I want to devour you... In more than one way. I want to eat your thoughts, your brain, your body. Each and every one of your organs. Each and every little piece but you need to be alive to be become the champion of the dark.." he mutters.
She hugs him "I love you so much.."
He sighs "No. I care for you because you are like me. I know what its like to fight, to try and win. It's consumes."
His eyes widen, not having expected that “Is there some way both can exist? As some would say, havin’ yer cake, an eatin’ it too, in a sense.”
He hugs them back “I couldn’t live without you.” He sits back down “I can’t believe you did that surgery, for us, for you, for me.”
“Yeah, and once I’m the strongest there is, there won’t be any need for me to have that drive anymore, I’ll sit at the top, and fight those no one else can, for the world.”
Gideon is out selling penny candies, which is a bit offputting given that he's an 8' 6" gnoll dressed like a pastel pimp.
Abhurai is sitting outside of her trailer, smoking a cigar at the end of what looks like an oversized cigarette holder.
Felix is painting a figurine of Cyvus to put on his toy train.
Lilac is padding by in her four-legged form, her eyes brightening as he sees Gideon selling candy. She walks up to him, smiling as she shifts to a clothed bipedal form. "What kind of candies do you have?"
Sitting in a tree across from her is Zephyr, smoking a blunt.
Cyvus sits next to him, looking at his handiwork. "Beautiful art. Looks like quite a strapping young lad." he then chuckles, taking a sip of tea.
He tips his basket so she can see inside. "I've got chocolates, lolipops, ice creams, saltwater taffies, candied fruits and meats, fizzy drops, gumdrops, lemon drops, licorice drops, peppermint drops, butterscotch drops, ube drops, blood drops, bacon drops... I've got a lot of drops."
She snorts. "Last I checked, drugs and heights don't go so well together."
"Haven't added the grey layers yet." He murmurs, staring intently at the tiny lion model.
He nods “I’ll be where you usually find me, see ya when we have another job.” He walks away.
“What’s potato bread toast?” He genuinely asks, curious to know, not having experienced many different foods in his lifetime.
“So there’s no issue right? Unless you care that much. Come on, right?” He says, slowly realizing he probably does care that much.
He nods but before he can leave, The Herald suddenly wraps an arm around Grimes neck, pulling him back.
She looks in shock and stands up. She runs to the tavern kitchen, cackling as she digs around for a loaf and then brings it out.
"Mn, I just don't like hurting people I care about."
Grimes turns to them, looking down to his arm in confusion “Do you need somethin’ else already?”
He looks to them “Is it really that good?” He shrugs and bites into the bread, surprised by how amazing it is, immediately standing up and kissing Stroth for a long moment.
“Yeah, so what’s the issue? Ohhhhhhh I get it.”
"Sorry..." He mumbles and then let's go.
Stroth breaks down laughing "I didn't know I was gonna get K I S S E D-"
"Thank you." He huffs
He turns back to them, “No, what do you need. I want to know.”
“Do ya want me ta do it again? This is the best food I’ve ever had.” He grins wide, looking like her.
“Why do you care about me?”
He hears the sound of teeth scraping against each other "I will not ask for it is rude to do so." He mumbles.
She nearly falls on the floor wheezing and laughing.
"I see myself in you. You're a fighter like me."
He raises an eyebrow “It don’t matter if it’s rude, it’s not like I’m gonna end up running’ again, ask what you’re going to ask.”
He begins laughing with her at how ridiculous it all is, just enjoying himself.
“I’m a fighter, so you don’t want to fight me. I understand it, but I don’t like it.”
"I want to devour you... In more than one way. I want to eat your thoughts, your brain, your body. Each and every one of your organs. Each and every little piece but you need to be alive to be become the champion of the dark.." he mutters.
She hugs him "I love you so much.."
He sighs "No. I care for you because you are like me. I know what its like to fight, to try and win. It's consumes."
His eyes widen, not having expected that “Is there some way both can exist? As some would say, havin’ yer cake, an eatin’ it too, in a sense.”
He hugs them back “I couldn’t live without you.” He sits back down “I can’t believe you did that surgery, for us, for you, for me.”
“Yeah, and once I’m the strongest there is, there won’t be any need for me to have that drive anymore, I’ll sit at the top, and fight those no one else can, for the world.”
He grumbles "I do not know which worries me because I am getting ravenous."
"I wanted it to happen hon, I want to be with you, beside you forever." She explains.
He kisses their forehead again softly “Don’t feel like you’ve done something wrong, I didn’t tell you, so you wouldn’t know.”
He moves over to the deer on all fours, tearing through its flesh ravenously.
He takes the egg carefully in his hands, never holding anything which as much care as he does this “It will not be any away from you, either of you. Your love will travel any distance, and reach this child.”
*Because I’m a herald of chaos.*
When Saphuno wakes up, Damian is missing, and is in place, sitting in the recliner, wearing Damian’s clothes, reading his garden journal, and most importantly wearing his collar, appears to be a demon, fur, the sharp head of a goat, with horns to match, and a long, lanky body, nearly as tall as her.
"Okay, I... Okay." he kisses their cheek quickly as they withdraw
"That's my boy." she says, groaning and stretching out in the grass.
"We must not be a part of her life, not until she is old enough." Reuler growls, turning away a bit.
"E-excuse me, where the hell is my husband??" she says, pulling the blankets over herself to cover up, though she's clothed appropriately.
He wraps his arms around them, the GBA in front of both of them “Now what do you want to play?”
Once he’s finished he lays next to her “What do you want to do, lay out in the sun for a while? Or something else?”
“Maybe not actively, but I believe somewhere out there, you’ll be doing all you can for them, and so will I.”
He looks up from the book, smiling with a row of sharp fangs “Ah how terrible, and I thought we were together until death did I part, but you can’t even recognize me?” He waves some jazz hands.
“Then we will get more to feed you, until you are no longer hungry, or fail in the attempt.”
“As I do you, I didn’t know livin’ without ya was hell until ya were in my life, and now I couldn’t let you go if I wanted to.”
“Probably not, but that won’t stop me from trying.”
"It's not just that." He mutters. Grimes feels teeth, more human like than sharp, against his neck "Call me old fashioned but I crave you carnally."
She curses and gets on one knee "Damn, I wanted to do this later but I'll do it now.. Sparrow, I cannot imagine living without you... This is completely weird sounding because I never thought I would be feeling this ever. Sparrow, I want you to marry me, will you marry me?"
He tips his basket so she can see inside. "I've got chocolates, lolipops, ice creams, saltwater taffies, candied fruits and meats, fizzy drops, gumdrops, lemon drops, licorice drops, peppermint drops, butterscotch drops, ube drops, blood drops, bacon drops... I've got a lot of drops."
She snorts. "Last I checked, drugs and heights don't go so well together."
"Haven't added the grey layers yet." He murmurs, staring intently at the tiny lion model.
"I'm gonna need 3 gold worth of dark chocolate, 2 gold worth of butterscotch, 1 gold worth of blood drops and 4 gold worth of the fizzy drops." She says, hastily coughing up a platinum... Literally.
"Oh, sweetie, i'm high all the time." he says, snickering.
"Ahh, you're determined to be accurate, age and all, yes?" He smiles, hovering a paw over their head, hesitating and then pulling it away.
He chuckles. "I'm afraid that I don't have 10,000 tiny pieces of candy on hand at the moment. Would you like to come to my shop? I've got higher-quality stuff more worth your coin."
"Hm." She walks over. "Interestin'." She jabs her white-hot cigar into the tree, igniting it instantly.
Felix looks up. "Of course. It's more detailed that way, and I'm trying to get better at painting. Most people who do miniatures only care about their use in wargames, but they're still better than me with all the fiddly brushes and paint thinners."
He kisses their forehead again softly “Don’t feel like you’ve done something wrong, I didn’t tell you, so you wouldn’t know.”
He moves over to the deer on all fours, tearing through its flesh ravenously.
He takes the egg carefully in his hands, never holding anything which as much care as he does this “It will not be any away from you, either of you. Your love will travel any distance, and reach this child.”
*Because I’m a herald of chaos.*
When Saphuno wakes up, Damian is missing, and is in place, sitting in the recliner, wearing Damian’s clothes, reading his garden journal, and most importantly wearing his collar, appears to be a demon, fur, the sharp head of a goat, with horns to match, and a long, lanky body, nearly as tall as her.
"Okay, I... Okay." he kisses their cheek quickly as they withdraw
"That's my boy." she says, groaning and stretching out in the grass.
"We must not be a part of her life, not until she is old enough." Reuler growls, turning away a bit.
"E-excuse me, where the hell is my husband??" she says, pulling the blankets over herself to cover up, though she's clothed appropriately.
He wraps his arms around them, the GBA in front of both of them “Now what do you want to play?”
Once he’s finished he lays next to her “What do you want to do, lay out in the sun for a while? Or something else?”
“Maybe not actively, but I believe somewhere out there, you’ll be doing all you can for them, and so will I.”
He looks up from the book, smiling with a row of sharp fangs “Ah how terrible, and I thought we were together until death did I part, but you can’t even recognize me?” He waves some jazz hands.
"I've never played games." he says honestly.
"We could go searching for that amethyst." she says, snuggling up to him.
"This is the last we will speak directly to each-other, Thane..."
"Why the hell are you a goat? What happened?..." she says, concerned and letting go of the blanket, crawling across the bed, closer.
“Then we are going to have a fun time.” He begins to teach him how to play the first game he finds. *Good place to end?*
He holds them for a moment longer “I will find it, no matter how long it takes to do so, but if you want to start looking now, I will.”
“I understand, but I will treat this child with the love and care that you cannot. Know that, at least.”
He leans forward for her to get closer “Our daughter can transformed, I wondered how, so I learned how to, a treat for us both.” He smiles at them.
“Then we will get more to feed you, until you are no longer hungry, or fail in the attempt.”
“As I do you, I didn’t know livin’ without ya was hell until ya were in my life, and now I couldn’t let you go if I wanted to.”
“Probably not, but that won’t stop me from trying.”
"It's not just that." He mutters. Grimes feels teeth, more human like than sharp, against his neck "Call me old fashioned but I crave you carnally."
She curses and gets on one knee "Damn, I wanted to do this later but I'll do it now.. Sparrow, I cannot imagine living without you... This is completely weird sounding because I never thought I would be feeling this ever. Sparrow, I want you to marry me, will you marry me?"
"You will." He smiles.
He slightly nods, letting out an uncontrolled growl before coughing it away “Oh, ya do? I thought this would be one way.” He coughs, embarrassed.
His eyes widen, unprepared, but no one ever is, “Of course I’ll marry ya, I was gonna propose ta ya, but looks like ya beat me to the punch. My life was nothing like it is now without you, having you in my life forever would be perfect.”
He smiles back at them “If you think so, I’ll have to.”
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*Cut for Salem.*
He kisses their forehead again softly “Don’t feel like you’ve done something wrong, I didn’t tell you, so you wouldn’t know.”
He moves over to the deer on all fours, tearing through its flesh ravenously.
He takes the egg carefully in his hands, never holding anything which as much care as he does this “It will not be any away from you, either of you. Your love will travel any distance, and reach this child.”
*Because I’m a herald of chaos.*
When Saphuno wakes up, Damian is missing, and is in place, sitting in the recliner, wearing Damian’s clothes, reading his garden journal, and most importantly wearing his collar, appears to be a demon, fur, the sharp head of a goat, with horns to match, and a long, lanky body, nearly as tall as her.
*There are easy ones and hard ones. This was likely an easy one.*
Felix is setting up little panels around the ceiling of the tavern to look like a background for his train set.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
His eyes widen, not having expected that “Is there some way both can exist? As some would say, havin’ yer cake, an eatin’ it too, in a sense.”
He hugs them back “I couldn’t live without you.” He sits back down “I can’t believe you did that surgery, for us, for you, for me.”
“Yeah, and once I’m the strongest there is, there won’t be any need for me to have that drive anymore, I’ll sit at the top, and fight those no one else can, for the world.”
His skin begins to prickle. He suddenly feels a presence behind him.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He tips his basket so she can see inside. "I've got chocolates, lolipops, ice creams, saltwater taffies, candied fruits and meats, fizzy drops, gumdrops, lemon drops, licorice drops, peppermint drops, butterscotch drops, ube drops, blood drops, bacon drops... I've got a lot of drops."
She snorts. "Last I checked, drugs and heights don't go so well together."
"Haven't added the grey layers yet." He murmurs, staring intently at the tiny lion model.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He grumbles "I do not know which worries me because I am getting ravenous."
"I wanted it to happen hon, I want to be with you, beside you forever." She explains.
He laughs a bit "you'll get there."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He gets off the ladder and sighs. "Who is it?" He turns around.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He wraps his arms around them, the GBA in front of both of them “Now what do you want to play?”
Once he’s finished he lays next to her “What do you want to do, lay out in the sun for a while? Or something else?”
“Maybe not actively, but I believe somewhere out there, you’ll be doing all you can for them, and so will I.”
He looks up from the book, smiling with a row of sharp fangs “Ah how terrible, and I thought we were together until death did I part, but you can’t even recognize me?” He waves some jazz hands.
*Cut for Wendi.*
“Then we will get more to feed you, until you are no longer hungry, or fail in the attempt.”
“As I do you, I didn’t know livin’ without ya was hell until ya were in my life, and now I couldn’t let you go if I wanted to.”
“Probably not, but that won’t stop me from trying.”
He see's The Herald standing behind him, hands clasped behind his back. He waves slightly, chuckling "Hello Felix."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
(you wanna rp wendo)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Maybe I should talk to a therapist
Someone that can hear me
Every time I try to talk to someone close (someone near me)
They don't hear me (they don't hear me)
Yeah, they don't really hear me (yeah, they don't really hear me
"It's not just that." He mutters. Grimes feels teeth, more human like than sharp, against his neck "Call me old fashioned but I crave you carnally."
She curses and gets on one knee "Damn, I wanted to do this later but I'll do it now.. Sparrow, I cannot imagine living without you... This is completely weird sounding because I never thought I would be feeling this ever. Sparrow, I want you to marry me, will you marry me?"
"You will." He smiles.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He chuckles. "I'm afraid that I don't have 10,000 tiny pieces of candy on hand at the moment. Would you like to come to my shop? I've got higher-quality stuff more worth your coin."
"Hm." She walks over. "Interestin'." She jabs her white-hot cigar into the tree, igniting it instantly.
Felix looks up. "Of course. It's more detailed that way, and I'm trying to get better at painting. Most people who do miniatures only care about their use in wargames, but they're still better than me with all the fiddly brushes and paint thinners."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Then we are going to have a fun time.” He begins to teach him how to play the first game he finds. *Good place to end?*
He holds them for a moment longer “I will find it, no matter how long it takes to do so, but if you want to start looking now, I will.”
“I understand, but I will treat this child with the love and care that you cannot. Know that, at least.”
He leans forward for her to get closer “Our daughter can transformed, I wondered how, so I learned how to, a treat for us both.” He smiles at them.
"Do you need anything, sir, madam, or other?" He asks dully.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He slightly nods, letting out an uncontrolled growl before coughing it away “Oh, ya do? I thought this would be one way.” He coughs, embarrassed.
His eyes widen, unprepared, but no one ever is, “Of course I’ll marry ya, I was gonna propose ta ya, but looks like ya beat me to the punch. My life was nothing like it is now without you, having you in my life forever would be perfect.”
He smiles back at them “If you think so, I’ll have to.”