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Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins ... But you may call me Flins.
ᅠ𝕿𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬, 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆
𝐒𝐎 𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗜𝗗𝗟𝗬 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐏𝐔𝐓
「 * 𝙈𝙀 」 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑
𝑪𝑹𝑶𝑺𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑺, 𝐓𝐎𝐎 ──
ᅠ𝕿𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬, 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆
𝐒𝐎 𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗜𝗗𝗟𝗬 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐏𝐔𝐓
「 * 𝙈𝙀 」 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑
𝑪𝑹𝑶𝑺𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑺, 𝐓𝐎𝐎 ──
Patrol time.
Patrol time.
The implication of what may have seemed like such a random comment was not lost on him: How could Rerir leave his side if death was the only thing that could separate them?
He would choose to stay after all.
Not because of the tether's use... but for Kyryll himself.
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He'd never liked feeling like property, like something someone else saw as something to own and possess like all that mattered was his use.
Kyryll sought to possess, that much was obvious to him with how vehemently the fae denied him the return of his heart, but it felt~
Rerir's vulnerability shone through his cracking visage. The tension between them was electric—magnetic—an intangible force Kyryll longed to sink his teeth into to lay his claim.
There really was no turning back for him. He had went and let himself 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵.
"Because I want to."
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The implication of what may have seemed like such a random comment was not lost on him: How could Rerir leave his side if death was the only thing that could separate them?
He would choose to stay after all.
Not because of the tether's use... but for Kyryll himself.
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𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴.
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↠ Indie Canon/AU Portrayal
↠ Further Info in Thread
↠ One of the many #GhostsOfJohn
𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴.
° ───────↬❦↫─────── °
↠ Indie Canon/AU Portrayal
↠ Further Info in Thread
↠ One of the many #GhostsOfJohn
Rerir's vulnerability shone through his cracking visage. The tension between them was electric—magnetic—an intangible force Kyryll longed to sink his teeth into to lay his claim.
There really was no turning back for him. He had went and let himself 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵.
"Because I want to."
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It wasn't necessarily a discomfort with the fae, more the unfamiliarity with~
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Rerir's vulnerability shone through his cracking visage. The tension between them was electric—magnetic—an intangible force Kyryll longed to sink his teeth into to lay his claim.
There really was no turning back for him. He had went and let himself 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵.
"Because I want to."
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...he's bound to cause problems for the fae whether he means to or not... is that something he can live with? Maybe he should... try approaching~
It wasn't fair, though. Rerir punished him for his genuine praise by hiding more of his face in those bandages. One day, the fae would find a way to remove them...
For now, he was pleased with the way Rerir avoided his gaze, distracted from his
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It wasn't fair, though. Rerir punished him for his genuine praise by hiding more of his face in those bandages. One day, the fae would find a way to remove them...
For now, he was pleased with the way Rerir avoided his gaze, distracted from his
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Though his gaze remained focused on his reflection in morbidly disturbed fascination, he was keen on every single word, every little move that Kyryll made somewhere behind him.
He was prepared for the worst of things, resigned to accept that he~
He couldn't relate to how Rerir felt in this moment. Untainted by the Abyss and able to change his appearance as he pleased, Kyryll had already taken up his ideal human identity, and rather liked what
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It wasn't fair, though. Rerir punished him for his genuine praise by hiding more of his face in those bandages. One day, the fae would find a way to remove them...
For now, he was pleased with the way Rerir avoided his gaze, distracted from his
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He couldn't relate to how Rerir felt in this moment. Untainted by the Abyss and able to change his appearance as he pleased, Kyryll had already taken up his ideal human identity, and rather liked what
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"No-- that's not what I--"
Wasn't what he what? Wasn't what he meant? Wasn't what he wanted? Not even he was sure what he was trying to say anymore, turning his~
There was no noticeable outward reaction, however,
He couldn't relate to how Rerir felt in this moment. Untainted by the Abyss and able to change his appearance as he pleased, Kyryll had already taken up his ideal human identity, and rather liked what
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