Birdsong231☾ (pm before invs)’s Comments (group member since Nov 29, 2020)

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((IT'S FAB))

Damian's eyes softened at the response he received. Ah, yes, there it was again... The butterflies. "Merci, mon amou-" before he was able to finish, he felt lips against his sensitive neck, and a gasp from the half-breed came seconds after. The butterflies became a storm, and although his current state was problematic, Damian was determined to stay stable. "You realize how much you drive me crazy, oui?" He murmured, closing his now orange-tinted eyes and taking in small breaths, savoring the taste. "Such an irresistible soul... How no one else has tried hunting you before me is beyond my comprehension," surely enough, his exhaustion slowly faded, though he was far from wanting to finish. "If I'm not careful, I might just become addicted." He pulled his precious human closer and gently nuzzled him as to show he meant no harm. Be careful, my dear... I haven't officially claimed you as my own...as a part of my territory. I can't drive off other demonic beings when I'm not physically beside you. After those disturbing thoughts passed through his mind, the lustful demon allowed his hands to roam at a torturously(?) slow rate. It felt like agony, and it also felt exhilarating. He couldn't help but yet again crave more of this magnificent creature.

Damian whined softly when Valerius left him. Excuse me, who said you could leave? The thought burned in his mind. The demon turned around to grasp the male's hand, but he had been long gone before he even realized it. He stood there, gazing at the two Italians. Damian felt so out of place again, among these humans. He gently held onto his own wrist and looked down. "I don't remember important details on my heritage, but I know for a fact that I have always looked...different...among others," he reached up his hair and stared at the snowy white hair that just barely reached his shoulders. "Of course, it's human nature to be disgusted by someone who doesn't look like everyone else. I can't really blame anyone..." He couldn't help but remember muttering when thinking of his childhood, to the point he decided pull the black hood if his coat over his sensitive ears. Going back into his fully human form was too difficult. He was still spent on power, and felt vulnerable enough to discreetly brush his fingers against the hilt of his blade to reasure he still had sealed half of his power behind him.
Pushing the insecure feeling behind him, Damian looked to the side uncomfortably. "I must know... Am I intruding here in any way? I am not familiar with familial situations and whst an outsider should do in such situations."

((My depressed overheated delf feels like doing something with Damian but I'm not sure what. He's really out of place rn. ;u; ))

((OH SHITE- I JUST REALIZED I POSTED TWICE
I THOUGHT... I THOUGHT I STILL HAD YET TO RESPOND-
MEMORY, WHY ARE YOU CRAP?))

((IT'S AMAZINGGGG))

((DON'T WORRY, NEITHER DO I. I BARELY MANAGED WITH THIS RESPONSE. MY BRAIN DIED LAST NIGHT BC IT WAS SO HARD TO CHOOSE TAYLOR'S APP. PHOTO, HENCE REQUESTING ASSISTANCE.))

Damian noticed affection from his newfound love coming off in waves, and he couldn't help but become curious. Oh, what he wouldn't give to see the inside of Valerius' mind. To get to know him more. Damian knew this relationship had been very rushed, to say the least, but he didn't doubt it was the right thing to do. Thinking of being beside this human for eternity brought a warm feeling into his chest, and although he couldn't identify it just yet, he knew it was a good feeling. I wonder... If human-demon hybrids are possible. He rested his head against Valerius' chest, just over his heart. The clear beating of the vital organ fascinated the demon. It was so calming, he knew it could tame his occasionally overactive mind.
It was that moment when Damian noticed something. "Honestly, the both of you got amazing genes. I'm jealous!" Damian pouted. "Why can't I match this Labelle-ian beauty? And the names! Infernalis sounds so unique! Montgomery sounds so... Common." His fluffy white ears flattened from childish jealousy. And not even French... Father must've been from England or Scotland, and Mother from France...

Damian's eyes widened when his senses where overwhelmed by the affection that radiated from Valerius. In all honesty, he never knew love from purity could be so strong. Of course, that was probably because he was only really familiar with the impure kind. He was unsure of how this pure, untainted kind felt so much better than lust. It feels like...a warm blanket. It really did. As cold as his soul was, his body felt a comforting warmth that put his muscles at ease. Such calm, such peace... His territorial instincts completely melted away.
Still, Damian felt just the tiniest hint of guilt that he had taken this beautiful soul to join him in his eternal punishment in the darkness. But another part of him was glad. Sure, a relationship with a human was taboo, but he wasn't alone anymore. In terms of death, Damian wasn't the only one who was partly bound to the Devil anymore. And by any force he could harness, Damian refused to allow the half-breed punishments to fall upon his Valerius, his precious Valerius. No harm shall fall upon you, not while I still exist. Nor will any other that comes into our future together. A faint redness returned to his face as he imagined a future. A harmless banter of whose name would be given to who. Why do I feel like I'll lose my name of Montgomery? He mentally pushed that irritating thought aside. His next thoughts came to proposals, to a special day he just couldn't bring himself to say even in his head just yet, to little ones, whether they be adopted or biological by some form of magick. All those thoughts made him bury his face into the side of Valerius' throat. I can hardly wait. A large, happy smile appeared clear as day on his pale skin, and it wouldn't leave anytime soon.

((I love these two so much my heart can't handle it))

((DONT WORRY, I'M WORKIN' ON IT
MY BRAIN'S KINDA EVERYWHERE
TWO DAYS LEFT OF AGE 19, MOURNING, SPECIAL TIME OF THE MONTH, SCHOOL, ETC. ;u; ))

((MY HEARRRTTTTTT
I NEED TO PROTECT HIM))

((I SHOULD DEF CHECK THAT OUT))

"I-I am not cute!" The poor flustered half-demon protested, though he already knew it would be pointless. That didn't mean he'd admit defeat, though. "I'm a dangerous swordsman! You just haven't seen my skill, yet!" He huffed and crossed his arms, though he leaned into Valerius' touch.
When he heard Caspian speak, he gave her his attention. "Of course, Madame Infernalis," he bowed his head respectfully to the witch. "I assume that it would be pointless to try and convince that I am a victim if black magick? I make it my business to be wary of the powerful ones around me. After all, my natural instinct is to prioritize my pelt above all else...though that has changed." A happy purr rumbled from the half-mammal's throat and he gently pushed himself as close to Valerius as he possibly could, but it never felt close enough. I guess this will do for now, until I understand love more.

((lUCK SPOT?? WASSAT?))
((Beautiful!!))

Damian stood a few feet away to not only give space, but also to observe. Again, the young demon had no memory of familial love, and hs was curious if this was what it felt like. He tilted his head, curiosity now taking place in his eyes. He payed close attention to every word and action, the emotions that radiated from his sweetheart and what appeared to be his sister. He was unsure if the emotions were good or bad, so he kept his arm close to the odachi that hung behind him, though not too close to thr hilt. He decided that being wary was okay, until he could confirm the identity and intentions of the woman.
Damian felt a bit out of place. Should I go back...? What if she has bad intentions, and tries to hurt him when he doesn't expect it? In hus current state, he seems to have allowed his guard to fall... But... Ohhh, why do feelings have to be do complicated?! It's not fair! Although he appeared calm and curious on the outside, there was a whirlpool if frustration on the inside. He wanted to stay for Valerius and observe human emotion, but he also felt like he should leave and give the two space to catch up. What should I do?

((I WASN'T EXPECTING TO ACTUALLY PULL HER, BUT I'M SO HAPPY I DID! I SOMEHOW MANAGED TO GET HER ELEMENTAL MASTERY TO 260 AND DEAR LORD, WHAT A POWERFUL LITTLE GIRL. SHE'S ONLY LVL 38 RN, BUT I CAN TELL THAT SHE'S GONNA BE SAVING ME A TON. WHICH MEANS I MIGHT BE ABLE TO CONT. DRAGONSPINE. MY CURIOSITY IS KILLING MEEEEE ((Np!! And Caspian is married, right? Damian listens in on all information among witches and warlocks. And he human-watches w/ Kai sometimes.))

Damian felt relief wash over him. "Merci, mon amour." A smile returned to his lips, and it grew when he felt a kiss on his forehead. His relief eas secured when he saw the truthful look in Valerius' eyes, and honestly? He knew he would never get tired of seeing those eyes.

'Sorella?' If I remember right, that means sister. Wait, Nora Stella? Her daughter lives here. What's her name again? Cassandra? Casey? Cassidy? Casper? Damian tried to remember the name of the woman as he followed his lover. Caspian! He didn't bother with changing back to a completely human form. It would be too late, anyways. His ears were too obvious to ignore. He would have to deal with any questions later, if there were any.
Damian himself had never seen the young woman, but he definitely heard of her. He made it his business to know of the names of the magick users, so he knew who to avoid. He only now realized how lucky he was that Valerius wasn't against being around a demon, let alone being romantically involved. That thought made him come to a halt, and a small blush appeared. I have a boyfriend... My first real relationship... No, no, no! That's not important right now! I must make sure he's alright! And with that thought finished, he rushed to the captain's side.

((ITS 6AM AND IM TRYIN SO HAES NOT TO SQUEAL FROM HOW FRIGGIN HAPPY I AM
KLEE CAME HOME
QIQI AND YANFEI WENT UP IN PHASES
I'M CLOSE TO NOT BEING EXTREMELY UNDERLVLED
AND VALIAN IS FINALLY OFFICIAL
SO MANY GREAT THINGS IN LESS THAN 48 HOURS))

Damian felt a happy fluttering in his stomach. He didn't care about what punishment he would receive if his superiors found out his newfound love and interest in a single human. He would gladly put up with whatever kind of agony rained down upon him if that meant he could stay beside this pirate that managed to tie him down.
Damian gladly returned the kiss, and attempted to prove his ferlings by pouring them into it. This feels so right... I never want this feeling to leave. Suddenly a question popped into his head. Pulling away just the slightest bit, he began to speak. "I assume that it is common knowledge on how a demon of sin regains their power... My sin is lust, and I must feed upon intimacy. May I... May I occasionally feed upon your emotions? I-it would only be occasionally, and normally the owner of the emotion can't feel it, unless protected against demonkind or claimed as part of a demon's territory..." He looked downwards, unable to bring himself to look into those beautiful light blue eyes, as he feared disappointment or anger or anything of the sort. "I swear on my soul that I will never use your feelings to my advantage. I just... I want to protect you, and everyone and everything you care for."

Damian moved his paws the slightest bit so he could look up at Valerius. He stayed silent as he listened to his story, and by the time he was finished, Damian knew. So that's why he's so fascinating... The tiny kit careful jumped down and shifted to a half-human form. This has be what love feels like. There's no other word that could possible fit it. The half-demon demon gently grasped Valerius' hand, and forced the pirate to look at him. "I don't have any doubts anymore," a genuine smile appeared on Damian's lips, and his golden-yellow eyes sparkled with surety. "Valerius... je t'aime. You will have me, my Seastar, if I may have you in return."

((OKIE DOKIE!!!!!!))

Damian opened his mouth to respond, but he wasn't given time. He released a low, demonic snarl of frustration. And leaned agaunst the closed door. "I told him I have never felt love before. We barely met two hours ago, how could he know of what I have done? Harmless is the point of being a demon... You can't let exorcists find out. Look human as much as possible..." He silently opened the door enough for him to squeeze through and closed it just as quietly. I suppose my true form would be best for trying to get my point across. Damian now took the form of a small fox, not even close to being fully grown. He was no adult in terms of kitsune or demon, but at least he was strong enough to bring his prized clear quartz earrings into his hardly-evil looking form. In fact, he was in his weakest form, though his small size gave him the advantage to easily slip past any eyes of humans who had yet to know he wasn't of their species.
Damian looked around until he caught sight of beautiful blue hair, and wandered over. Alright, Kit, go ahead... "If one does not include my life as a human, I'm actually still a baby by all spiritual standards. I'm thirteen, and I won't be considered even a young teenager until my mid-fifties... To expect understanding of something as complex as human emotion from a newborn is a bit odd," the French kit climbed up (and struggled on the way up (Like, literally a baby fox. He tiny.) to the ledge and sat down, tail drooping behind him. He stared down intobthe water. "I remember nothing as a human. I don't remember what love feels like. I don't know what happiness feels like. I only know sexual desire and all levels of irritation and anger. Demons aren't supposed to feel happiness. We're supposed to suffer for eternity, half-breed or not..." Damian lifted his head and glared at the pirate. "You make me feel things I'm not allowed to feel. I've never felt happy before, but I'm pretty sure that when I think of being beside you...and get warm and fuzzy inside and makes me want to smile... I think that's happiness. And from what I gather, you genuinely care about my existence. You really think I know what that means? Labelle, I've been alone since day one. I have no clue what's going on. I don't understand why I want to be beside you every single day...to always be in your presence..." He laid down on his belly and attempted to hide his face with his tiny paws. "To wake up beside you everyday...forever. Valerius, you have power over me, and it scares me. If anyone here can be easily be manipulated now, it's me. I could never hurt you in a way you claim that I currently am. Even if you physically attacked me, intending to kill me... I will never be able to fight back. Never again. I would rather be exorcised."

((Im legit crying
I wanna hug him and say everythingsvgonna be okay and and and
AAAAAAAAAA-))

A small squeak escape from the half-demon before feeling pressed against a wall. "Wh-" Damian was honestly shocked by the response he received. It confused him, exactly like how the entire human race confused him, though his confusion was wiped away when he realized the sheer emotion from the kiss. Is this what love means? Something that feels...otherworldly? Feeling lips leave his own, he nearly protested until he felt them against his neck, and a soft gasp managed to escape his own lips. By instinct, Damian pulled Valerius closer with abnormal strength, gasps turning to moans when he felt cold air touch his skin. All of his thoughts stopped when he heard this unusual human speak. He loves...me? He loosened his hold, attempting to process how on Earth his corrupt soul could be loved. His wondering stopped when he heard a declaration. Every inch of his body warmed, and he couldn't help but let a smile bloom on his lips. But then his worries appeared. "I... Even though I'm only half, I'm still a demon... A symbol of evil, bearer of corruption. What if I accidentally taint you? Claim you as my territory? Such involvement with Satan's children is taboo and unforgivable. I don't know if you will ever have peace after death... I don't want to take that away from you. Being involved with me...it's similar to selling your soul. You can't go back." He felt his soul yearning for him to say 'yes,' but he couldn't avoid his fears. Worries like these couldn't possibly exist if I don't feel the same way... This has to be what love is, right?

((damian, my child...why are you like this, child? just say yes, bitch-))

((THEY'RE BOTH PERFECT
AND PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER
AND NO INE CAN TELL ME OTHERWISE))

((STFU VAL IS PETFECT))