"It isn't.. It's mine." He says "You were just going after what you wanted."
He grabs their chin making them look at him. "Forget it. Ok? It wasn't me. I have a split personality. One side of me is like this while the other is chaotic and hell bent on what they want."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"It isn't.. It's mine." He says "You were just going after what you wanted."
He grabs their chin making them look at him. "Forget it. Ok? It wasn't me. I have a split personality. One side of me is like this while the other is chaotic and hell bent on what they want."
Xan looks up at them and nods, his eyes glinting gold. He leans up a bit and kisses him gently.
"It isn't.. It's mine." He says "You were just going after what you wanted."
He grabs their chin making them look at him. "Forget it. Ok? It wasn't me. I have a split personality. One side of me is like this while the other is chaotic and hell bent on what they want."
Xan looks up at them and nods, his eyes glinting gold. He leans up a bit and kisses him gently.
He freezes, turning beet red. He melts into the kiss.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"It isn't.. It's mine." He says "You were just going after what you wanted."
He grabs their chin making them look at him. "Forget it. Ok? It wasn't me. I have a split personality. One side of me is like this while the other is chaotic and hell bent on what they want."
Xan looks up at them and nods, his eyes glinting gold. He leans up a bit and kisses him gently.
He freezes, turning beet red. He melts into the kiss.
"It isn't.. It's mine." He says "You were just going after what you wanted."
He grabs their chin making them look at him. "Forget it. Ok? It wasn't me. I have a split personality. One side of me is like this while the other is chaotic and hell bent on what they want."
Xan looks up at them and nods, his eyes glinting gold. He leans up a bit and kisses him gently.
He freezes, turning beet red. He melts into the kiss.
He pulls away and licks his lips.
"I, uh, hi." he squeaks
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"It isn't.. It's mine." He says "You were just going after what you wanted."
He grabs their chin making them look at him. "Forget it. Ok? It wasn't me. I have a split personality. One side of me is like this while the other is chaotic and hell bent on what they want."
Xan looks up at them and nods, his eyes glinting gold. He leans up a bit and kisses him gently.
He freezes, turning beet red. He melts into the kiss.
"What troubles you? I think he has calmed down mostly."
"I'm worried about you." He nuzzles into their feathers.
"Oh Xan..." He cradles him close. You don't need to worry. I'm alright dear."
He closes his eyes and runs his hands through his hair "I need like ten blunts... or cocaine.. I don't know. I don't like this feeling..'
He continues to gently hold him. "That sadly not the thing that will fix this. I think you just need to process it. I will be right here loving you and holding you close while you do so."
He sighs and wipes tears from his eyes "I hate this feeling Armaros. I hate that I trust you so much that I am willing to leave myself in your hands. I've never been like that before.."
He looks into his eyes. "Alright. How can I help?"
"I wanna go back to your place.." He said quietly.
"Alrighty dear." He pauses for a moment. "Would you like me to carry you again?"
He nods and looks up at him "Please.. and thank you."
He gently picks Xan up and wraps his feathery arms around him as they set off back to his manor.
He nuzzles them and sighs "Sorry.. I'm weak.."
"No, you're very strong dear."
He sighs and wraps his arms around their neck, hugging them.
They arrive at his manor and Armaros takes him upstairs. "Would you like to take a shower and freshen up? I'm going to do so myself."
"What troubles you? I think he has calmed down mostly."
"I'm worried about you." He nuzzles into their feathers.
"Oh Xan..." He cradles him close. You don't need to worry. I'm alright dear."
He closes his eyes and runs his hands through his hair "I need like ten blunts... or cocaine.. I don't know. I don't like this feeling..'
He continues to gently hold him. "That sadly not the thing that will fix this. I think you just need to process it. I will be right here loving you and holding you close while you do so."
He sighs and wipes tears from his eyes "I hate this feeling Armaros. I hate that I trust you so much that I am willing to leave myself in your hands. I've never been like that before.."
He looks into his eyes. "Alright. How can I help?"
"I wanna go back to your place.." He said quietly.
"Alrighty dear." He pauses for a moment. "Would you like me to carry you again?"
He nods and looks up at him "Please.. and thank you."
He gently picks Xan up and wraps his feathery arms around him as they set off back to his manor.
He nuzzles them and sighs "Sorry.. I'm weak.."
"No, you're very strong dear."
He sighs and wraps his arms around their neck, hugging them.
They arrive at his manor and Armaros takes him upstairs. "Would you like to take a shower and freshen up? I'm going to do so myself."
He nods and settles himself back on the ground. He disappears into a bathroom.
"What troubles you? I think he has calmed down mostly."
"I'm worried about you." He nuzzles into their feathers.
"Oh Xan..." He cradles him close. You don't need to worry. I'm alright dear."
He closes his eyes and runs his hands through his hair "I need like ten blunts... or cocaine.. I don't know. I don't like this feeling..'
He continues to gently hold him. "That sadly not the thing that will fix this. I think you just need to process it. I will be right here loving you and holding you close while you do so."
He sighs and wipes tears from his eyes "I hate this feeling Armaros. I hate that I trust you so much that I am willing to leave myself in your hands. I've never been like that before.."
He looks into his eyes. "Alright. How can I help?"
"I wanna go back to your place.." He said quietly.
"Alrighty dear." He pauses for a moment. "Would you like me to carry you again?"
He nods and looks up at him "Please.. and thank you."
He gently picks Xan up and wraps his feathery arms around him as they set off back to his manor.
He nuzzles them and sighs "Sorry.. I'm weak.."
"No, you're very strong dear."
He sighs and wraps his arms around their neck, hugging them.
They arrive at his manor and Armaros takes him upstairs. "Would you like to take a shower and freshen up? I'm going to do so myself."
He nods and settles himself back on the ground. He disappears into a bathroom.
Armaros heads to another room to take a shower himself.
"What troubles you? I think he has calmed down mostly."
"I'm worried about you." He nuzzles into their feathers.
"Oh Xan..." He cradles him close. You don't need to worry. I'm alright dear."
He closes his eyes and runs his hands through his hair "I need like ten blunts... or cocaine.. I don't know. I don't like this feeling..'
He continues to gently hold him. "That sadly not the thing that will fix this. I think you just need to process it. I will be right here loving you and holding you close while you do so."
He sighs and wipes tears from his eyes "I hate this feeling Armaros. I hate that I trust you so much that I am willing to leave myself in your hands. I've never been like that before.."
He looks into his eyes. "Alright. How can I help?"
"I wanna go back to your place.." He said quietly.
"Alrighty dear." He pauses for a moment. "Would you like me to carry you again?"
He nods and looks up at him "Please.. and thank you."
He gently picks Xan up and wraps his feathery arms around him as they set off back to his manor.
He nuzzles them and sighs "Sorry.. I'm weak.."
"No, you're very strong dear."
He sighs and wraps his arms around their neck, hugging them.
They arrive at his manor and Armaros takes him upstairs. "Would you like to take a shower and freshen up? I'm going to do so myself."
He nods and settles himself back on the ground. He disappears into a bathroom.
Armaros heads to another room to take a shower himself.
Xan appears after a moment, dressed in a fluffy soft hoodie, a pair of black leggings, and socks that look like cat paws.
"I sort of have an outfit like that." He says as he slips into his red silk bathrobe. "I usually just wear this bathrobe in the mornings or after a shower, but I do wear it for relaxation at times."
"I sort of have an outfit like that." He says as he slips into his red silk bathrobe. "I usually just wear this bathrobe in the mornings or after a shower, but I do wear it for relaxation at times."
Xan smiles "Its gorgeous on you. It gives an air of superiority while bringing out the color in your eyes."
"It isn't.. It's mine." He says "You were just going after what you wanted."
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He grabs their chin making them look at him. "Forget it. Ok? It wasn't me. I have a split personality. One side of me is like this while the other is chaotic and hell bent on what they want."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*i'm not sure if i'm right but that should be 4 AM GMT. I unfortunately cannot do that*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
Xan looks up at them and nods, his eyes glinting gold. He leans up a bit and kisses him gently.
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He freezes, turning beet red. He melts into the kiss.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He pulls away and licks his lips.
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"I, uh, hi." he squeaks
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He sighs "Sorry about that."
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They arrive at his manor and Armaros takes him upstairs. "Would you like to take a shower and freshen up? I'm going to do so myself."
He nods and settles himself back on the ground. He disappears into a bathroom.
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*That's alright.*
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
Armaros heads to another room to take a shower himself.
Xan appears after a moment, dressed in a fluffy soft hoodie, a pair of black leggings, and socks that look like cat paws.
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Armaros is just exiting the shower, wrapped in a towel. "Oh! Xan, I haven't seen that outfit before. It's nice, very cozy looking."
He smiles "yeah, It is.. I use it when I am upset and need comfort."
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"I sort of have an outfit like that." He says as he slips into his red silk bathrobe. "I usually just wear this bathrobe in the mornings or after a shower, but I do wear it for relaxation at times."
"Depends, do we use a currency down here, and if so how much are you gonna run me" He asks with a curious smile
Xan smiles "Its gorgeous on you. It gives an air of superiority while bringing out the color in your eyes."
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"Oh! Why thank you Xan, that means a lot." He smiles
"Like 13 dollars dear." He said and chuckled.
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