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familiar Familiarmckenna the african civet
played by OOC Namekimmy
short leash and a short fuse don't match,
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Post by aiden emerson on Oct 26, 2022 22:20:49 GMT -7
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a dream is a wish your heart makes ✨
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"Very." Aiden, ever pliant and comforting, allowed Charani his peace. He said nothing, merely sharing warmth in an elevator ride that was wya too long for 3 floors. [break][break]
"Nightmare scenario....they all team up?" he suggested, his voice reverbrating awkwardly in the small, enclosed space before stabilizing again. He pulled out his key and led Charani through the door, dropping keys in a little hook by the entrance. He's already toeing off his shoes. [break][break]
When Charani spoke, he seemed to fill up with affection? A sense of pride. A hand goes towards Charani's chin, lifting it up to meet his gaze. [break][break]
But the affection isn't there. Eyes are big, and wide but all that Charani can see is a dark, green void. Something inside those dark pupils swirls as he didn't blink. "Are you ṣ̵̲̯͎̈́ų̸̡̢̥͙͓̫͓̩̘͇̩̜̓́́̀̈̿̀̌͆̾͆̕͠ͅͅr̸̘͚̔͛̆͆͋͛͝͝e̶̡͇̰̱̰̠̜̼̼̖̥̙̐?̴̢͍͖̻͔̋̓͗̓͂̂̌̋͋͗̂̈́̚͝" His words are heavy, serious. His face moved closer, eyes locked with Charani's own, his hand growing colder and colder. [break][break]
"Are you sure about that?" In the literal blink of an eye everything is bright again. A soft peck on the forehead and he drops his boyfriend's chin, moving back to their apartment after slipping into a pair of white bunny slippers. "It's not that bad." he added moving into the kitchen to check for leftovers. [break][break]
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familiar FamiliarTeddy the Pomeranian
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Post by Charani Delacour on Oct 26, 2022 22:30:58 GMT -7
The poor boy has no idea he’s dreaming. In the end he will still remember parts of it though. Once inside the apartment everything feels safe and warm. It is because of this safety that it hurts even more… when it is violently ripped away from him.
Aiden grabs his chin, his hand cold and calloused. The loving eyes he once looked into are gone. He looks at a void of emotion. Like he was just waiting to say this was all just a game. A trick. A lie. He never loved you. How could he? His eyes fill with tears and the single moment drags on forever in his mind. Tears well up and fall. His heart rate shoots up and his body freezes. It hurts.
A moment later and everything has returned. The safety and warmth is back surrounding him. His body shivers at the change, a small amount of shaking as his own mind tries to gaslight him. It was just his own brain tricking him. Aiden would never do that. Would he?
”I Um. Okay.” The young man said about to rub the tears out of his eyes. Aiden had slipped on his pair of house slippers and started doing things with leftovers and the like. Charani folded his arms into himself. He just needed a minute. It’s going to be okay. “Thanks… I…” he stutters, trying to say those words to feel safe. He just needs to say it. He’s afraid he won’t say it back. But he must. “I… love you.”
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familiar Familiarmckenna the african civet
played by OOC Namekimmy
short leash and a short fuse don't match,
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Post by aiden emerson on Nov 30, 2022 23:36:25 GMT -7
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a dream is a wish your heart makes ✨
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"Mmm...there's some leftover lo mein? And a bit of beef and broccoli?" he offered lightly, putting both containers on the counter before digging out some bowls from a cupboard. That magic phrase seemed to stop Aiden in his thoughts. It's quiet as he looked over at Charani, before smiling brightly, all the charisma in the world shinning in his eyes. "Thank you." [break][break]
Despite everything else, there seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary now. Just a young witch, setting up dinner and smiling. Almost a beat too long but smiling. "I love you too." His voice echoed funny in the kitchen as he turned at the same time to warm up their food. [break][break]
"Oh, I forgot there's fried rice too." he said as he opened the kitchen again. Perfectly normal, perfectly attentive.
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familiar FamiliarTeddy the Pomeranian
played by OOC NameVodka
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Post by Charani Delacour on Dec 1, 2022 1:25:03 GMT -7
He feels the tears start down his cheeks. Even now in this happy moment. Maybe he was overwhelmed. It happened when he said it back. The I Love You hit him in the stomach so hard. It was all he ever wanted.
Charani sniffled and moved his arm to wipe away the tears that had formed. “Sorry.” His eyes were slightly pink from the motion as he tried to right himself. “That sounds good. I like Lo Mein.”
The witch would try to involve himself in the others space. He had this need to be closer. It was almost suffocating how much he wanted it. The man would attempt to obstruct what the redhead was doing with a waist hug. Small arms around a slutty little waist.
”Mmm.” The young man seemed content with contact. He would try to bury his face in the other boys back. The height difference made it impossible for him to reach up further. He smelled of lemons and cinnamon. It was a nice smell. He wishes this moment wouldn’t ever stop.
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familiar Familiarmckenna the african civet
played by OOC Namekimmy
short leash and a short fuse don't match,
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Post by aiden emerson on Jan 1, 2023 1:58:29 GMT -7
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a dream is a wish your heart makes ✨
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"About what?" His voice takes on a dreamy tone, like he's distracted in whatever character he's playing. "I'll warm it up then." he added, attention turned towards a microwave as he shoved containers in for a couple of minutes. [break][break]
He didn't seem bothered by Charani at all, moving here and there to allow the witch passage. That is, until they settled around him and didn't seem intent on dislodging. "Almost done, love." he said. "Don't put me on the menu just yet."
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familiar FamiliarTeddy the Pomeranian
played by OOC NameVodka
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Post by Charani Delacour on Jan 1, 2023 15:49:45 GMT -7
The boy pretty much follows Aiden around the kitchen as he works heating up their food. Just one step behind like a very heavy belt. Why was he apologizing again?
”For being so clingy today. I’m just not feeling great… mentally.” The boy seemed much more open than he would be in real life. Dreams were like that huh. Vocalizing things they wouldn’t dare in real life. After all they wouldn’t remember most of this. Just the highlights.
Charani was like a backpack or belt clinging to the back of the taller man as much as he was allowed. Aiden could and did easily maneuver him when need be since he was so smol. It was easy to do. “But you’re the best part.”
The only good part of most of his dreams. Not the nightmares of his abuse that played out. The real life issues he had with Aiden. Being trapped again in a place where he couldn’t speak or understand what anyone said like when his dad first brought him to Delphi. This was a good one.
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familiar Familiarmckenna the african civet
played by OOC Namekimmy
short leash and a short fuse don't match,
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Post by aiden emerson on Jan 1, 2023 21:02:26 GMT -7
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a dream is a wish your heart makes ✨
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Aiden's movements slows, and he leans on the counter as he waited for their leftovers to finish warming up. He managed to manhandle the witch so he's hugging his stomach. The redhead runs a hand through Charani's hair, carefully moving some of his bangs out of the way. He tucks stray hairs behind his ears before letting the witch hold him. "I like it when you're clingy. Less confusion." he said, snorting. A prince was a respectful being. Never assuming, only watching observing. He never crossed boundaries, only stood patiently for someone to cross his. [break][break]
"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked, looking down at Charani. His eyebrows furrow together, and he frowns slightly. His hand moves under the witch's chin, tilting his head upwards to meet his gaze. "Is it something I did?"
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familiar FamiliarTeddy the Pomeranian
played by OOC NameVodka
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Post by Charani Delacour on Jan 1, 2023 21:31:38 GMT -7
The boy doesn’t want to talk about it. He never wants to talk about it. Neither in reality or in a dream like this one. He’s afraid. Of course he’s afraid. He’s but a child thrust into awful circumstances. He’s drowning.
”Mmm. You’re warm.” The boy hummed as he burried his face into the man’s skin. Well shirt more likely but still. He allowed the other man to maneuver him as he saw fit. No resistance.
Charani finally peaked his head out when Aiden asked if it was something he had done. He looked up at his boyfriends face with a sad look. Almost like he was saying how could you think that? Aiden is perfect. “No. No of course not.”
The man tried to rise onto his tippy toes for kisses. He wanted kisses. He needed them from the man. He wanted them. He never wanted anything more.
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familiar Familiarmckenna the african civet
played by OOC Namekimmy
short leash and a short fuse don't match,
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Post by aiden emerson on Jan 1, 2023 22:14:09 GMT -7
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a dream is a wish your heart makes ✨
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Charani doesn't pull away, even when he asks what's wrong. He denies Aiden's done anything at all. They're happy. Happy and content and fulfilled in this tiny apartment, with Chinese leftovers. It's not lavish to luxurious but it holds the two of them together perfectly. Cozy in every way. Aiden wraps one arm around the shorter witch, holding him as close as he could. [break][break]
His other hand slides to the side to cup Charani's cheek once more, leaning down and about to meet him for a kiss. But lips don't meet. Instead he goes to whisper in his ear. "Are you sure?" his words fall out coldly. His grasp on Charani tightens, unwilling to let him pull away. "Are you positive I haven't done anything?" Aiden's lips move from Charani's ear, ghosting over his cheek just barely touching a certain bruise that bloomed bright red then purple. He pulls back, staring down at Charani unimpressed. Warm gaze now cold and sharp as a freshly cut emerald. He slowly digs a thumb into the center of the bruise, silent. A reminder of reality.
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familiar FamiliarTeddy the Pomeranian
played by OOC NameVodka
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Post by Charani Delacour on Jan 1, 2023 23:04:58 GMT -7
Charani cling to this princely version of the red headed boy. Someone that maybe he could become eventually. Not now. Not soon. Maybe not ever. But he clung to it.
”I’m sure.” The boy hummed as as Aiden pulled him closer. It was nice and warm for just a moment. It felt so nice. The man leaned down to him. Their lips ghosting just a breath apart. That’s when it happened.
Charani sucked in a breath as the man changed. Said cruel things to him. His face hurt. Why did his face hurt? Oh. The bruise from the man punching him. Now wait… he would not do that would he? No. Yes. He did. He had.
“That… hurts… stop… please...”
The witch was in shock, it hurt. It hurt so bad. The stare hurt just as much as in the injury. He could feel the man pressing into the bruise. His eyes were faucets drowning out his vision. His body shook as he started to cry. He couldn’t step away. He didn’t want to step away. This was all he had left. If even Aiden… this abusive nightmare Aiden abandoned him… he would have nothing left.
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familiar Familiarmckenna the african civet
played by OOC Namekimmy
short leash and a short fuse don't match,
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Post by aiden emerson on Jan 2, 2023 22:07:57 GMT -7
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a dream is a wish your heart makes ✨
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"It does, doesn't it?" His tone is almost distant, detached even. Most warmth from before drained as he revealed more and more of the bruise left by one hot headed witch. The prince doesn't seem intent on letting any of this go. In the little apartment, the man Charani had tried to press so close to. He doesn't let up, letting the bottom of his thumb dig into purple flesh. [break][break]
The previous question comes back again, words warping a little as this dream turns more serious. It slips closer to the reality Charani desperately was running away from. "Are you sure I didn't do something to you?" he asked, keeping the figurative and literal pressure on. "Admit it."
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familiar FamiliarTeddy the Pomeranian
played by OOC NameVodka
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Post by Charani Delacour on Jan 3, 2023 7:19:01 GMT -7
Charani seemed to be growing more and more panicked. Afraid. Aiden wasn’t like this normally right? Right. He wasn’t… like the real… the whom? What. His head hurt at the thought. It throbbed as his brain refused to remember.
”Please… whatever… I did wrong… I’m sorry…” The boy said clear desperation in his voice as Aiden pressed and prodded his now blooming wound. The man kept hold of him and he couldn’t escape.
The man’s eyes were empty and full of emotions he refused to play with. Refused to feel. He just wanted it all to stop. He wanted to go back to moments before. Aiden holding him and making everything better. Not like reality.
“I don’t… know what you’re talking about please… it hurts…”
He still wouldn’t acknowledge it. His brain was fighting so hard to not let these feelings in. It would put so much stain on him. He couldn’t face reality.
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familiar Familiarmckenna the african civet
played by OOC Namekimmy
short leash and a short fuse don't match,
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Post by aiden emerson on Jan 3, 2023 14:58:51 GMT -7
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a dream is a wish your heart makes ✨
[attr="class","locbody"] his dreamer and a prince[break][break] Charani struggled, but he may as well have been a butterfly on a spider web. They weren't letting up. "Is there something you should be apologizing for?" He asked leaning closer, not letting the witch look away. His eyes are like voids, showing nothing. Revealing nothing. If Charani stared hard enough he may see his own reflection in that dark green abyss. [break][break] "Admit it." He said, raising his voice just a bit. [break][break]
"̸̬̂̂̈D̸̩͖̭́̈̕ó̸̡̝n̴͍̙̽'̴͖̟͓̊͐̌t̴̞̒͆̄ ̶̫͚͔́͑a̶̡̪̳̋̎͌č̷̢̖̻͝t̷͇͛͌ ̶̧͙̌̽̂s̵̢̕t̷̹́͗u̴̎̋ͅp̶̢̧͙̏̚ï̸̗̓ḏ̵̟̑̃͠.̵͈̟̯̏"̷͕̤̦̔͠ ̸͚̝̅̚.
[break][break] The words that fall out thus time are different. They reverberate in his skull. A memory surfaces as he spoke. His thumb lets off the pressure, tracing the edges of the bruise before swiftly moving back, a nail digging into flesh. [break][break] [attr="class","sleft"]your heartaches [attr="class","sleft"]lose [attr="class","sleft"]you will [attr="class","sleft"]in dreams[break][break] [newclass=".loccont"]background: var(--secondbg); color: var(--iconcolor); font-family: "Jost"; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.8; width:520px; margin: 0 auto; box-sizing: border-box; } .loctitle { text-align:center; font-weight:bold; font-size:20px; border-bottom:1px solid var(--thirdbg); color: white; font-size: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.1em; box-sizing: border-box; padding:2em; margin-bottom:1em; box-shadow: inset 0 0 0 1000px rgba(18, 18, 30, 0.7); background-size: cover; background-position: center; } .locbody { padding:2em 3em 3em 3em; text-align:justify; } .locbody span { background-color:var(--mainbg); padding:0.2em 1em; float:right; margin:0 0.2em; } .locbody span:first-child { margin-right: 0;} .locbody b { color:var(--hovericoncolor);[/newclass] |
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familiar FamiliarTeddy the Pomeranian
played by OOC NameVodka
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Post by Charani Delacour on Jan 4, 2023 17:27:12 GMT -7
Charani would not accept it. His brain was screaming at him to stop. His heart however refused to back down. Instead it shut out all other options like it did while he was awake. no matter how the pain tried to break him it would do no good. You cannot break what is already broken.
”A... Aiden...” The boy said. It came out strange. It came out wrong. It was shameful. It hurt his heart but this was the only option left. If this Aiden... wanted to hurt him. Wanted to punish him... then he would let it. Anything was better than being alone. Not again. Never again. He would revel in the attention. That is all he wanted. Aiden's attention.
It hurt. Digging into his flesh, his cheek starting to be rubbed raw and even bleed from the contact. The boy didn't care. He would never care. He let out a sound of pleasure. Even in pain... just having his attention was enough. This was all he desired. Even if it was not in the way he wanted... even in pain he would have it. It didn't matter. He didn't matter.
“Hnng. Aiden please.”
His face and eyes were puffy. His body flush hot as tears streamed down his face. He didn't pull away from Aiden though. He pulled closer. Even with those dark soulless eyes he pushed his body flush against Aiden's own. Something poking into the man's leg as he reached for something. Something on Aiden's own body. Something he wanted. Desired. What is wrong with this kid?
A lot.
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familiar Familiarmckenna the african civet
played by OOC Namekimmy
short leash and a short fuse don't match,
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Post by aiden emerson on Jan 28, 2023 0:10:10 GMT -7
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a dream is a wish your heart makes ✨
[attr="class","locbody"] his dreamer and a prince[break][break] The Prince doesn't move, doesn't change no matter how much a broken doll calls that name. That's not his purpose. They must protect they must act. In the small space of this dream there is something innately wrong with them, a truth that conflict with every fiber of their creation. Their love hits a wall. Their love meets resistance, pain. And they see it reflected in Charani themselves. [break][break] They cannot pry, they cannot resist for long. They are, after all, at the beck and call of the boy they wanted so badly to love, to hold. But it's hollow. A memory surfaces again. Disgust, anger, screaming. It scrambles his senses, it's projects onto his mind. A construct struggling so hard with different truths in one brain, one mind. [break][break] He twitches, dangerously, like he'd been stung and shoves Charani back. [break][break] "̵͚́͘I̴̝̾́̆ ̶͍̗̾̍d̸͈͛̏i̶͓̟̱̍̀d̶̙͕͖͂n̵͚̼̈́̈́'̶̻̼̤̈́̐̚t̴̻̾-̶͇̝͉͐́ ̵̗̭̃̊̚Ĩ̷̢̽ ̸̼̍̾̚d̵͓̟̒̽̾i̸̩̲̮͛̂d̵͔̪̠̉n̶̨̦͛'̴͍͉̭̀͌̒t̶̥̎͝ ̷̗̑̂m̶̟͑e̵̢̘͋͛ä̶̝͖̻̈ň̷̙̋ ̶̜̀͝t̶̗̅͜ö̴̧́̌ ̶͉̝̿̚ͅI̶̢̨̊̈̚ ̸̧͕̐͜j̶̗̙̻̏͝u̶͈͌s̴͙͝t̷̛̲̙̩ ̶̦̼̭́̍͝p̷͚̤̄a̵̘̔ṇ̷̨̛͕͝i̴̹͔̊̈́̃c̸̛͖͙͔̋k̸̯̈́̉͝ẹ̶̍̐̕d̵̍́͜͝!̷̛͔̩́̊ [break][break] The words are garbled, buzzing and echoing. They are being pulled form somewhere else, somewhere deep. It's disorienting, for a moment, but eventually, his eyes are pulled to Charani. [break][break] "̸̭͓̔̋̀N̶̥̮̳̅̈́o̴̼̾!̷̘̿ ̴̝̰̓̃͝W̶̖̠̊̿h̴̯̯̓̅ý̶͔̤͐͒ ̴͚̝̆ͅc̶̳̥̣̉͠͠a̷̧̛̹n̶͓̣͉͂̿'̸͎͔́̿̍ṱ̷̈́ ̷̩̻̺̈́ȳ̴̪͙̚o̵͚͛͗͒ͅu̸̘̬̩͛̾̒?̵̫̾!̴̼͇͋"̴̼̮̈́ ̸̱̞̩̒̄͋ [break][break] Again, whatever sweet lie, whatever threat, whatever question is interrupted by a fraction of a memory slipping out of him. It cuts through his throat like glass. [break][break] [attr="class","sleft"]your heartaches [attr="class","sleft"]lose [attr="class","sleft"]you will [attr="class","sleft"]in dreams[break][break] [newclass=".loccont"]background: var(--secondbg); color: var(--iconcolor); font-family: "Jost"; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.8; width:520px; margin: 0 auto; box-sizing: border-box; } .loctitle { text-align:center; font-weight:bold; font-size:20px; border-bottom:1px solid var(--thirdbg); color: white; font-size: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.1em; box-sizing: border-box; padding:2em; margin-bottom:1em; box-shadow: inset 0 0 0 1000px rgba(18, 18, 30, 0.7); background-size: cover; background-position: center; } .locbody { padding:2em 3em 3em 3em; text-align:justify; } .locbody span { background-color:var(--mainbg); padding:0.2em 1em; float:right; margin:0 0.2em; } .locbody span:first-child { margin-right: 0;} .locbody b { color:var(--hovericoncolor);[/newclass] |
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