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Damian burst into laughter. "I mean, I was originally planning to," he admitted. "But then you guess my species right," he then began explaining as he moved closer, instantly finding further comfort in the hold. "I have to say, waking up on your own grave is a weird, and a bit on the traumatic side for one with a memory that decided to take a permanent vacation to the point they forgot how they even died. But besides that, I woke up knowing what I was, what I was capable, and how it all worked. Just for the hell of it, I decided that whoever could figure out what I really was, they would be free from their emotions being fed upon, and leave their soul untouched. It's only fair," he took a moment to relax from the disturbing memory. "There wasn't a single being who had ever figured it out, even after spelling it out for them. So, special doesn't even cover it,"
Damian's eyes widened at the last statement and felt the heat on his face increase. "I-I am not adorable!" The French accent came out as a small squeak. "I'm... I'm..." The Frenchman tried to thing of some sort of word to match himself with, yet he could think of anything. "I-I'm something else!" He attempted to defend himself, but ultimately failed, and he knew that.

SOPRETTYYYYY

OML YES
ON BOTH
ILOVEITSOMUUUCH

There it is again, that fluttering... Damian thought to himself as he looked down as soon as he felt Valerius' hand interlock itself with his own. How does this all feel so right? He brought his golden-yellow gaze back up and giggled. "I mean, if we ignore that every single relationship I've ever had was based on gaining power, then no, I've never been brought to someone's personal home before," he watched the male in front of him, and that stunning smile that laid on his lips. The joyful aura that radiated from him brought a feeling of peace to Damian's long-corrupted soul. It caused a genuine smile to grace his own features, especially after the interaction with the child. "Winter is my favorite," he said suddenly. "Such a beautiful, pure white, like the heavens have blessed the material realm. And the chilled air brings comfort to me, as it clears my mind, brushing away all my troubled thoughts," he walked forward to stand besides Valerius. "I imagine it's rather difficult at sea during this weather?" He tilted his head, allowing the clear quartz earrings he wore glittered in the sunlight that reflected from the snow.

((EHHEHEHEHHEEEE
soft damian is so precious, I never thought I would need this part of him in my life. so pure but also absolutely not. bean.))

HEHEHEHEHEHEHHE
EXCEPT MY VER. IS SPELLED AN "IA" NOT AN "IE" WEIRDLY ENOUGH, BECAUSE HE COMES FROM FRANCE.

HOLY CRAP
IT'S AMAZING
I LOVE IT
IT IS YES
SO MUCH ACCURATE VIBES HERE

The natural red that dusted Damian's face deepened after hearing the offer, and shock struck him when he heard of the consent. He didn't need a second thought. "Please," he nodded in complete agreement. "Please, take me away," he softly pleaded. "Take me somewhere I haven't been, never experienced, never felt; have your way with me, let me feel your touch," he was barely able to stop his babble. "Take me to new heights I never even knew of,"
The longer he stayed where he was, the worse it all felt. It was almost unbearable. So many sensations were scattered across his body that fed upon intimacy. He was utterly embarrassed by the words that fell from his lips. He had never been so open, not even before his death. He could tell he had always closed off his emotions from the eyes and ears from others, and this moment felt so... He felt so vulnerable, but it felt so exciting at the same time. It all confused him to no end, yet he wanted more. He wanted more of these weird feelings, more than the power he was always hungry for. "Please,"

yyEEEEEEEEEE

I just got a sudden thought of
"what if he was a soft boy after...yknow"
so i thought about it
and it w o r k s
it fits him
it is perfection

And I found a really awesome FC a while ago and couldn't stop myself-

“ρєѕку яαввιт.” wrote: "
♔ "Punch your lights out, hit the pavement," ♔

ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Damien Akira Afonso
* Damien, Greek, ‘To tame, sweet and harmless’ (Ha, what a joke)
* Akira, Japanese, ‘Bright, clear’ (if you can’t tell, h..."

I'm just over here, listening to Damian screaming "Imposter" in the background-

Birdsong231 ♀ Asura ♊ Hawkfrost ♋ Tayah ♌ wrote: "

❝Don’t bite your lip‚ I want to do that.❞
― Unknown

☽ Ｃｒｅｄｉｔｓ ☾
Template » Birdsong231
Character » Birdsong231
Name » Birdsong231

❝After Tuesday‚ even the calendar goes "W T F"...❞
― Unknown

☽..."

I DECIDED DAMIAN NEEDED AN UPDATE.

Ava | I'm walking on sunshine wrote: "Birdsong231 ♀ Asura ♊ Hawkfrost ♋ Tayah ♌ wrote: "*sees "Necromancer"*
So he's a black warlock? Because that's what it is."

Yup! Thanks Birdy!"

Ymw!!

*sees "Necromancer"*
So he's a black warlock? Because that's what it is.

((TRUE THO ((HHHHHHHHHHH I'M LOVING THIS FAR TOO MUCH-))

Damian bit down on his bottom lip. There is was again, his name. Even demonic figures of lust had their limits, and he was starting to reach his. He knew that, because he could feel a heat growing on his cheeks. "I could say the exact same to you," He loosely laced his fingers together, elbows on the table and resting his chin on the lazy connection. "It's all so...delicious, the scent, the taste, the figure" he moved one of his hands to trace Valerius' jaw. "The sound of my name. It's so tempting it's unbearable. It's like torture," he tilted his head. "As if maybe I'm the prey instead of the hunter,"
Internally, he was having a war with himself. What's going on? What am I saying? Damian felt as if he was about to lose his mind. What's with all the fluttering? Why is he so interesting? What's so special about one puny little human? He asked himself an infinite amount of questions on the matter, more than he could keep up with. Is this bad? What am I supposed to do? This has never happened before... This is just...so new and foreign. Why do I enjoy it so much?

oH?
*hops out of thread*

jESUS-

Then yes, they're semi-advanced, as far as I've seen.
My best was like...3 and a half paragraphs? I'm no where close to that.

↜Ginger Spice↝ wrote: "I'm advanced."

Actually, I'd call it semi-advanced. Isn't advanced like, 6 or more full paragraphs per post??

The butterflies came rushing back. The way Damian's own name sounded in the man's voice just... It made him want to hear it on a constant repeat, and that causing him to go straight back to his impure imagination. The laugh sounded so pure, but Damian knew that Valerius appeared to be quite the opposite. Did he just call me-?! He did! He actually did! He actually called me- oh my god, how am I supposed to respond?! A million thoughts can rushing to him all at once, but it all stopped once he caught one growing emotion in particular.
"Well, then, Valerius, I'll have to inform you that I can sense intimate feelings and desires. I would suggest ridding yourself of such things," Damian subconsciously licked his lips. "I might just act on an impulse," oh, how he wished to feel every inch of the man's body, or even the other way around. Whether it be on top or under the pirate, he just wanted to experience it all, more than he ever had in a long time.

((THAT'S OKAY!! I'M ABOUT TO GO TO SLEEP, BUT I GOTTA RESPOND BEFORE SUCH A WEIRD THING.))

Damian was genuinely surprised. "Quite impressive, mon chéri, I guess I'll cross you off as a source of power," he gave a soft applaud and bowed his head respectfully. "I will not use you for a source of regaining spent power," No matter how much I'm tempted to have my way with you, I won't play with emotions. But hot damn, I do want it badly. I have no chance without my abilities, though... Besides, he's probably already got someone. Pushing that part of the subject far away, especially all the impure thoughts and the fluttering in his stomach, he continued onto a different path. "In all honesty, I've been waiting..." His brain came to a blank, suddenly remembering that his worst subject had been Mathematics...and the only reason he got through was because all his teachers passed him. "Uhh..." He turned his body away to start counting down from thirty-two to nineteen. From his current age, all the way back to his age at death. "Thirteen!" He turned back and stared down at his hands, anywhere that wasn't facing another being. "Thirteen years for someone to guess correctly based on that hint,"
You just had to blank out and make yourself look like a total moron. Because of the public space he was in, Damian decided to throw his pity party later. He knew he was slowly trying to make himself smaller, less noticeable. That was a habit he had taken with him beyond his grave, apparently.
Damian furrowed his eyebrows when he realized something. "Y'know, it's considered rude to ask for someone else's name before introducing yourself," he crossed his arms and turned his head to his side in mock-disappointment. "Even among demon-kind, at least the civilized ones,"