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Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins ... But you may call me Flins.
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and by now, he didn't feel particularly inclined to do so anymore, even~
Hm, he'd grossly underestimated Rerir's potential at full strength.
But all of that power... and as of now, for a temporary time, it was stored beautifully in Kyryll's realm. There were ways to trap and keep Rerir here regardless if he was physically strong enough to brute force
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so sorry for everyone waiting on pending replies... this semester is on its final week thankfully, i'll have an easier time writing soon.
IRL is actually, truly, royally kicking my ass
so sorry for everyone waiting on pending replies... this semester is on its final week thankfully, i'll have an easier time writing soon.
IRL is actually, truly, royally kicking my ass
Hm, he'd grossly underestimated Rerir's potential at full strength.
But all of that power... and as of now, for a temporary time, it was stored beautifully in Kyryll's realm. There were ways to trap and keep Rerir here regardless if he was physically strong enough to brute force
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Even after he's acclimated to the intensity, Rerir still finds he has~
"An astute observation. That will be our next stop - your heart,
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Hm, he'd grossly underestimated Rerir's potential at full strength.
But all of that power... and as of now, for a temporary time, it was stored beautifully in Kyryll's realm. There were ways to trap and keep Rerir here regardless if he was physically strong enough to brute force
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"An astute observation. That will be our next stop - your heart,
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...he's not quite sure how he feels about that just yet. He'll mull~
His breath hitched, hushed as he tried to stifle it, but to no avail. Rerir deserved the petulant pout thrown his way - for *that* touch was insidious.
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"An astute observation. That will be our next stop - your heart,
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His breath hitched, hushed as he tried to stifle it, but to no avail. Rerir deserved the petulant pout thrown his way - for *that* touch was insidious.
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...perhaps... Kyryll would come to regret his choice to allow him closer in the end, when he realized~
Perhaps it was because he was already in a vulnerable spot - the darkness within his heart laid bare for Rerir to see.
Perhaps it was because he, himself, was a stranger to loving another. The fae were not abstinent by any means, but in his human years, he had kept his distance.
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His breath hitched, hushed as he tried to stifle it, but to no avail. Rerir deserved the petulant pout thrown his way - for *that* touch was insidious.
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Perhaps it was because he was already in a vulnerable spot - the darkness within his heart laid bare for Rerir to see.
Perhaps it was because he, himself, was a stranger to loving another. The fae were not abstinent by any means, but in his human years, he had kept his distance.
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Loss was a constant in his life; he'd lost his family, lost his freedom, his identity, his love and eventually, his life and his mind.
Who would understand that fear better than the Sinner who~
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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Perhaps it was because he was already in a vulnerable spot - the darkness within his heart laid bare for Rerir to see.
Perhaps it was because he, himself, was a stranger to loving another. The fae were not abstinent by any means, but in his human years, he had kept his distance.
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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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