EdensFavoriteMan

🍀Eden Adam/ Lil A/ God's Son🍀 Howdy, it sEems like we rAn into each other! i’m Adam. no, not that one...that’s Big A, my older future self. i’m Adam from Eden, but everyone around here calls me Lil A. how am i in heaVen and not back home in Eden? well… i might have waNdered a little too far, slipped Into a time rift, and ended up here… in the future which iS your present. it reAlly freaked out the angeLs and seraphIms, but whilE they’re figuring out how to senD me back home, i get tO wander arouNd heaven for a biT and learn about thE future and my descendAnts (you guys). also, pretTy cool to meet one of my fuTure kiddos—Abel, my future self—Big A, his girlfri—i mean just friend Lute, a very unserious St. Peter who guards Heaven’s gatEs, oh, and an accidental clone of lute—my little Pipper Twute. it’s pretty neat being here, lots of things to do, great Food tO eat, and sO much to see while looking arounD heaven. everyone seems to be so happy here. i can see why They say no one ever wants to leave. i’m sure going to live up the luxuries and fun while i’m Here, sincE sera mentioned when the elder angels find a way to send me back home i’ll forget everYthing here. that sounds a bit unfair since i won’t remeMber my friends here..... bUt hey, ruleS are rules! you’ll probably see me around. i’m always finding some Trouble to causE, or i’m probably in my room growing plantS. I kinda love to stay by nature—one Can sAy my eden sPoiled mE. but iF you decIde to haNg out or feel like exploring, feel free to senD me an ask or two. truthfully, i havE nothing super crazy or better to Do, so let’s havE some fuN.

[edensfavoriteman]

🌿☘️🍀☘️🍀☘️🍀☘️🍀☘️🍀🌿

Howdy, it sEems like we rAn into each other!

i’m Adam. no, not that one...that’s Big A, my older future self.

i’m Adam from Eden, but everyone around here calls me Lil A.

how am i in heaVen and not back home in Eden?

well… i might have waNdered a little too far, slipped Into a time rift, and ended up here… in the future which iS your present.

it reAlly freaked out the angeLs and seraphIms, but whilE they’re figuring out how to senD me back home, i get tO wander arouNd heaven for a biT and learn about thE future and my descendAnts (you guys).

also, pretTy cool to meet one of my fuTure kiddos—Abel, my future self—Big A, his girlfri—i mean just friend Lute, a very unserious St. Peter who guards Heaven’s gatEs, oh, and an accidental clone of lute—my little Pipper Twute.

it’s pretty neat being here, lots of things to do, great Food tO eat, and sO much to see while looking arounD heaven.

everyone seems to be so happy here.

i can see why They say no one ever wants to leave.

i’m sure going to live up the luxuries and fun while i’m Here, sincE sera mentioned when the elder angels find a way to send me back home i’ll forget everYthing here.

that sounds a bit unfair since i won’t remeMber my friends here.....

bUt hey, ruleS are rules!

you’ll probably see me around. i’m always finding some Trouble to causE, or i’m probably in my room growing plantS.

i kinda love to stay by nature—one Can sAy my eden sPoiled mE.

but iF you decIde to haNg out or feel like exploring, feel free to senD me an ask or two.

truthfully, i havE nothing super crazy or better to Do, so let’s havE some fuN.

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✨IMPORTANT ROLEPLAY NOTES✨

• This is a non-canon Hazbin Hotel AU roleplay blog for Eden Adam / Little A

• Lil A is innocent and naive, and a trouble maker who has a pretty good sense of eye to find it!

• Over time, in the modern era, he may slowly begin to Find the truth of what his future self already went through.

• Lil A is apart of a roleplay group with the hashtags #Holy_Shitheads and interacts with those charaters and their Aus.

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🔞 18+ ONLY BLOG 🔞

• The roleplayer is 25+, therefore this blog is 18+ only

• Minors are not welcome to interact

• Anyone 18+ is welcome!!! Ages in bios are strongly preferred, especially for frequent visitors

• If the roleplayer is made uncomfortable at any time, you will be blocked

--TAGGED BLOGS AKA THE #Holy_Shitheads--

👑 FUTURE ADAM / BIG A/ OLD MAN👑

➡️ @Official1stMan

(Also 18+ only)

🐏ABEL/MY FUTURE KID/ SWEETS EATER 🐏

@fluffytaffylamb

🐟ST.PETER/POOR JOKE KEEPER🐟

@gaslightgatekeepgoldengates

🕊TWUTE/LUTE'S CLONE/THE PIPPER TO MY DOVE 🕊

@xxstormvalkyriexx

⚔️LUTE/BIG A BEST FRIEND/ MHM SURE! ⚔️

@raindownfullofmisery

SERA/ THE SERAPHIMS ARE ALWAYS WATCHING

@for-the-good-of-heaven

THE ONE WHO ISNT READY TO BE FOUND

[Error-Error-Cain.exe-page not found-Error-Error]

[Error- Error- @crunchycinnatoast -Error-Error]

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📬 HOW TO INTERACT

• To chat with Lil A, please send an ask

• When he notices his phone going off, he’ll respond

• Feel free to ask about:

Anything! When the time is right, Your asks will be answered!

Some Questions may unlock Lore from Lil A's timeline or even about him!

All Hazbin Hotel Roleplay blogs are welcomed and encouraged! Any Hazbin Character is welcome to interact including Au Building!

Ocs may also feel free to interact and send asks!

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✨ Remember: This is all roleplay, all non-canon, and meant to be fun and respectful. ✨

🌿 Welcome to Lil A's Blog. 🌿

[edensfavoriteman]

Unseen, but not unfelt. Their presence lingered, but none too closely. Lips smiled against fingertips as their eyes watched on, Little Adam's Odysseian journey back to [Pipper]. His tumble, his struggled crawls and his descent from cliffside walls, his ears must be ringing, his lungs must have been clenched tight, every muscle straining with each reach and pull.

Ah, is this where Devotion came from? Perhaps, their Mulishness. This Tenacity, the Resolution he had to crawl through the understory of the glittering, unwarming, perfect canopy with its repetitious melody and near, though wet and could weep when broken, a diorama of a terrarium Paradise fit just for the likes of him. A Father to Humankind.

He reminded his onlooker of another foolish man who also stumbled and fell towards sharp hawkish eyes and yet still found comfort in them.

A warm touch pressed and spread through his aching arm and a heated breath coated his ear and neck whispering with a coo then pulling away.

" Hurry. Hurry. Can you imagine the heartbreak if you do not make it home? Nothing sadder than a treasured specimen dying in a curated cage."

Specks of blackened blades of grass kissed and cling to his glistening strained face.

" H u r r y. H o m e. C h i l d. "

H u r r y. H o m e.

{ 💚 just an onlooker who wanted to tease Lil.A bit }

Ooc:

First of all- HELLO!? THIS WAS SO GOOD! F U C K!?

I really really wish I could've have worked with this before he got to Twute and she had worked him down to feeling safe and sound!!!

I NEVER thought you guys would just appear to haunt & tease him when I started ro write the stort stories of him getting hurt, felt extremely vulnerable and was running on instinct drive to hide.

You guys REALLY locked the fuck in on being twisted shadows that would play with his frantic pain induced mine and HOLLLLLLY HI!?

THIS WAS SO TERRIFYING BUT SO SO GOOD!? OH MY LORD. i just Had to share it even if i couldn't figure out a good response for Lil A since he had already made it back to safety with Twute.

BUT.

I like to reminded you spooky delights, That Lil A can see things that hes "NOT" supposed to see in heaven. And goes into places he "SHOULDN'T" be able to go into, thanks to his sharp senses & other things passed down or blessingly given to him from his Father (God.).

IF ANY OF YOU ever decide

"Mmm today ima be something Lil A Shouldn't be able to see or what not"

PLEASE feel welcomed to send some asks, I think it would be so much fun if you guys were acting like part of some spooky heaven dimensions or secrets (Kinda like the backrooms like in my friends @gaslightgatekeepgoldengates blogs lore) and was just persisting Lil A to go into those spaces to essentially be doing errands & helping him grow.

[xxstormvalkyriexx]

When Safety & Love Can Hurt.

Tw; Angst, Lovers First Fight/Spat, Physical Injury. Past trauma & old sad cope mechanisms Comfort at the end.

"As long as communication is there, We will find our way."

______________________

It's been hours since he last answered her text messages. By then she had sent more to his phone, each one unread. By the time she had phone calls sent, each one going to voicemail it caused alarm.

Lil A never let her go unanswered this long.

Before her mind would shift to the urgency to head to his home, clumsy and heavy noises came from her house's porch. Heavy, almost weak bangs on her door…

Lil A was leaning against her porch wall, harshly breathing as used it for all his body weight support ... .His clothes soaked in filth of the forest and sweat from his own shaking body. His hair matted and stuck to his forehead and face as his skin was sickly pale and marking pulses weakly. 

His right shoulder dangled wrongly, the connection stretched disconnected and the muscles around it twitched harshly as it shot nerves a fire of pain. 

His right wing sagged as well, not fully closing as part of it drooped open, feathers bent and snapped in places.

Each inhale felt like a rattle through his body making him gasp raggedly as he moved the arm he leaned on to the door again to bang weakly at it. His knees wanted to buckle.

“P-pipper…” 

His voice rasped, weak, like the rest of his emotional and physical state. His body was covered in bumps as he felt the vulnerability of being injured too. His mind still pushed his instincts to hide, for shelter, for safety in what she was to him.

He couldn't even remember how he got to her porch, there were gaps in his memory from the forest floor to this very moment. 

His body had either moved without his present mind, it burned with the muscle memory and direction to her arms. 

Or His prayer to his Father had been unknowingly granted in the times his mind left him and when he came back too he just couldn't remember his father's intervention.

It didn't matter, all that did was he was in her safety, hidden from the hungry world and starving eyes that were stalking him. 

Only until it was her hands on him, her care, would he feel less something of prey.

“Pipper…..Please…”

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@edensfavoriteman

Each text, then call. Unawnsered. Which isent like him at all. Worry fills her by the 20th attempt. She's near ready to head out at full speed when she hears it. Thunks, heavy knocks. **His pained voice**.

She nearly trips over Goose who decided to trail at her feet in his own worry. But when she gets to the door and throw it open?.

Silence. Frozen.

She takes in every bit of his wounds and bodys state with horror and the keen eyes of a warrior who's used to seeing it..but never on her love.

"Wh- WHO?-"

She stammers out, stuttering worse with a hint of snarl...death a promise if someone hurt him. She's careful as she leads him in...brain scrambled by all this so suddenly.

[edensfavoriteman]

Lil A groaned slightly, letting her cool small hands on him guide him into the relief of safety. It took everything to not just collaspe the second her touch went to soothe him. He was so tried, his body wanted nothing more but to give up as it hit dead completion.

"F-fell...can't.....feel arm....."

Words felt like an eternity to push out. But for her. He would break himself futher to speak to her. When she guided him to sit, he simply fell, landing harshly on his knees as sharp ragged breathing befell him. His head swirling the room around them as he leaned into her cool hands.

All tension from feeling hunted, stalked and preyed upon, leaving his flesh as he felt hers upon his.

"Branch snapped......Fell......Stumbled here..."

For where else would he had willing gone too? When the biggest comfort and safety to him In strength & vulnerability was sitting right at his side With her hands softly moving over him, letting him be blessed to be by hers.

Exactly where he should be.

[xxstormvalkyriexx]

She's instantly on him, looking him gently over. Lifting him best She can when he tumbles. She leads him to her huge, soft couch...uncaring if any blood gets on it.

Her voice chirps and chitters in her stress, like a cats purr.. stress Induced soothing for both.

She's already digging for a medkit, half panic hidden behind false calm. He fell from a tree??? He looks like he's going to die. She's worried sick, wings tensed as she treats him as carefully as can but finds herself voicing her thoughts out loud without meaning to.

"How can..you do something so..foolish..."

[edensfavoriteman]

How simple words can bring painful memories from the deepest of depths.

He tried, genuinely to ingore how his skin felt as it was on fire at her cool hands touched. Tried to ignore the haunting feeling of sharp nails dragging across him roughly. Tried to remember that he was safe, that it was his sweet and caring lover Pipper and not............Her.

He was not with his old beloved.....Not with Lilith.....This wasn't home, this wasn't them in a spat that always somehow turned ugly....He was safe, he was safe, he was sa-

He tensed, waiting for the on purposely rough handling to his injuries, waiting for the sharp tongue whirling out a furry of insults to him. Not because he made a mistake of getting hurt, but because he inconvenienced Her.

Because he had came to her for help.

He was the MAN, Shouldn't he be the one to figure out his own injuries!?

Why would he think she would want to help him?! She didn't tell him to go out and get stupidly hurt.

Now he burdened her, 'forcing' her to have to heal a weak man.

Lil A squeezed his eyes shut tightly, his breath hitching with a slight choke as he jerked his shoulder from the soothing hands he loved to lean into. His wings jerked slightly trying to move to curl around himself. His mind split between the present and then in the past.

Confusing soft loving hands trying to heal him, with phantom ones that would have futhered hurt him in the process to "heal" him.

What once was supposed to be a concerned tone of worry for his self being turned to a twisted past sharp insult used on him often in annoyance, in anger, in frustration....

"H̶o̸w̶ ̴c̸a̸n̷ ̵y̸o̶u̶ ̸d̸o̶ ̴s̴o̴m̶e̷t̷h̷i̸n̴g̷ ̶s̷o̷ ̵f̸o̴o̸l̵i̶s̸h̸,̵ ̵n̴o̴w̶ ̶i̴'̷m̸ ̵s̴t̷u̸c̶k̷ ̶h̶e̵l̸p̴i̸n̸g̴ ̸y̵o̵u̷!̶!̴!̵ ̵W̴h̵y̴ ̴c̶a̷n̸'̸t̶ ̴y̵o̸u̸ ̵d̷o̴ ̶a̶n̵y̸t̷h̴i̷n̷g̵ ̵r̶i̶g̶h̸t̶ ̴A̴d̵a̷m̵!̵?̷ ̴I̴s̷ ̷i̶t̷ ̷s̸o̷ ̷h̴a̸r̴d̸ ̵f̸o̸r̶ ̷y̸o̷u̷ ̷t̶o̶ ̷g̵a̴t̴h̷e̴r̴ ̶s̶i̶m̶p̴l̸e̷ ̸f̸r̷u̶i̸t̴s̴!̴?̶.̸"̶

He didn't mean to get hurt! He wasn't actively planning to get hurt! Doesn't she know that?! Doesn't she know he would rather avoid bothering her with his weakness? That He'd rather suffer than asking her for help?!

So why!? Why did she always have to make him feel so small!? Anytime she got hurt by her own doing, He always moved to help her.....Why was he unworth the same!? What was he doing so wrong to be cared for?

"Wasn't like I planned... on falling!"

His voice came harshly, deep between his pained ragged breathes, his head was pounding...he just wanted to feel safe, cared for....why couldn't he just be hurt, seeked his loves gentle hands and not belittled?

Why did he have to 'Be A Man and fix himself.' ?

Why did he feel so confused?!

His eyes flew wide, glazed with pain as he moved, frantically and weakly trying to get to his feet. He should leave...He's only going to make it worst, he always do. He shouldn't haven't bothered her...

"Sorry....You're right, your always right...I'll go...I can fix it myself....Sorry.."

̶́͜w̸̩͛h̴̲͋ỳ̶̨ ̷̛̩w̷̲̆ȧ̴͔s̷͓̚ ̴̞̽h̸̪̓e̶̡̚ ̵̠̎a̸͉̔l̶̳̿w̷̨̄a̸̳͠y̶̬͗s̸̯̈́ ̴͔͊š̵͙o̶͔̔ ̵̣̌f̵̄͜o̵̪͛ő̷͈ḽ̴̏ī̸̧s̴̠͐h̶̖͝?̴̦͗

[xxstormvalkyriexx]

To say she's caught off guard by his sudden look and tone, the way he tries to suddenly flee? Understatement.

She's stunned for a few but shakes back to herself and gently grips at his hands in an attempt to stop him but not hurt him or pull him.

"No, Dove..please don't...move. I don't want you to...hurt worse!"

There's panic in her tone. She's not sure what just happened but now he's stressed and likely to make his wounds worse!

"Please-"

[edensfavoriteman]

A bitten down whine left him, the movement too fast, his head spinned as fast as the room, his body been through too much to evem try to deal with the stressed adrenaline spike..He didn't get far, knees buckling and falling back onto them roughly.

His fingers curled around Twutes in instinct but he cringed away, eyes tightly shut as his mind braces for yells, shouts, the insults....

"Im sorry....Im sorry.....Please Lilith.....Im sorry....I can fix it myself...."

He couldn't, Logically if he tried to do what his stresses and panicked mind wanted to do, it would've only caused him to hurt himself more.

He knew that.

That's why he went to his pipper in the first place.

Because He knew she would help him. He needed to stop panicking, he needed to let her help him. He felt her hands and simply wanted to jerk away in the fear to flee, to not be a shame.....

'𝕀 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕞 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟'

Thought's were always easier said then done...But feeling her soft hands in his helped slightly...Falling forwards into her slightly his head rested exhustedly on her shoulder. Forcing fast panicked breathes to slow down, even as his head pounded and body just wanted to fully collapse. Shakily his good hand softly squeezed hers lightly...

"I'm sorry..."

His voice far more quiet,barely even above a whisper as his eyes stung greatly....He....he never wanted twute to see that side....the one he tried to leave behind when he found out what would have happened to his first marriage by his older brother....tried to ignore the fact that as he experience more of a healthy relationship with his pipper, how messed up his forced first had been.....

He thought....It would just go away....If he never thought onto it anymore.....It would just had never happened....and he could pretend that the things that had happened in that forced relationship....never happened all.......That when it would have finally ended.....it would've been a shared mutual choice kind of way.........

...Running from the reality of it...But he couldn't....It would only follow him the more he ignored it.....And in the end, it would cause him to hurt the ones he truely loved and cared for....

"Im so sorry...pretty bird..."

He shouldn't have snapped at her...He shouldn't have tried running too....

He didn't even want too....He was just used to having too.

[xxstormvalkyriexx]

As soon as she hears that name..it takes everything in her not to growl like a dog. She does a good job of not, though. It does help her understand what's going on, though. He's having an..attack? An episode? She's seen Lute have a few rare as it is...diffrent but close enough to understand

Her hands gently cup his face as soon as he looks her way...so soft and gentle. Golden eyes lock to his own as the softest gaze forms.

"Adam....it's ok. There's nothing...you have to fix."

Not DOVE. Not LITTLE A. his name, full and true. Her wings fold over him and she pats his head gently when his head rests on her then. Gentle. Always gentle.

"No..need to be. I. Should be. I'm.. sorry."

She does not let him go, or look away. Only offering her confort, her love as best She can.

[edensfavoriteman]

His eyes wavered, glossen more and tears fell faster then they had when he been in pain...soft and gentle.

His body shook, differently this time...Choked and quiet sobs left him as he leaned more into her...his good arm shakily if scared for a few moments wrapped around her middle body, holding her tightly as his body shook with his sobs.

He was used to having to hide this....His weakness because showing it brought trouble...

Yet she reminded him again, everytime, the reason why he always sought her out every morning. Why when he was badly injured she had been the first to come cross his mind. That he was safe in her presence, her hands, her arms, her gaze, no matter what state of vulnerability he found himself in.

He could always go to her and feel protected.

He hadn't said anything else, once the tears ran try, his breathing fell even and calm. A simple nod at her questions to continue to help him, her hands and soft warnings of incoming pain was vastly different than what he had been used too...He let out a grunt, teeth clenching at the feeling of his dislocated shoulder being snapped back into place...His wing shuttered in her gentle grasp as she fixed its alignment...

As painful both had been, it wasn't as bad as the pain it been to leaving it unfixed...

"Thank you.."

He whispered to her softly, and when she eventually aided him to syand and to her bathroom for a hot bath, he didn't refuse her help into the streaming waters. Letting her help as much as he was comfortable in, his change of clothes were simple.

Just some boxers and pj's he left at her place for the nights he would stay over. He had shirts too, but that required moving his injured shoulder, and she refused him to do so.

"Thank you.."

Soft, quiet and yet filled of warm exhusted gratitude. When food been offered he shook his head, which led them to her bed. Lil A would normally be the one that held her at night.

But tonight.....Adam, allowed himself to be the one thay been held. He, Allowed himself to melt entirely in her arms. He had burried his face into to her chest, and felt so entirely safe in her wrapped wings.

"𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕄𝕪 ℙ𝕚𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕣."

Adam breathed out as if old forgotten prayers had been answered all along. All he simply had to do, was opened his eyes to see her the entire time.

The one he loved so dearly beside his side, And he so blessed to be by hers.

[xxstormvalkyriexx]

When Safety & Love Can Hurt.

Tw; Angst, Lovers First Fight/Spat, Physical Injury. Past trauma & old sad cope mechanisms Comfort at the end.

"As long as communication is there, We will find our way."

______________________

It's been hours since he last answered her text messages. By then she had sent more to his phone, each one unread. By the time she had phone calls sent, each one going to voicemail it caused alarm.

Lil A never let her go unanswered this long.

Before her mind would shift to the urgency to head to his home, clumsy and heavy noises came from her house's porch. Heavy, almost weak bangs on her door…

Lil A was leaning against her porch wall, harshly breathing as used it for all his body weight support ... .His clothes soaked in filth of the forest and sweat from his own shaking body. His hair matted and stuck to his forehead and face as his skin was sickly pale and marking pulses weakly. 

His right shoulder dangled wrongly, the connection stretched disconnected and the muscles around it twitched harshly as it shot nerves a fire of pain. 

His right wing sagged as well, not fully closing as part of it drooped open, feathers bent and snapped in places.

Each inhale felt like a rattle through his body making him gasp raggedly as he moved the arm he leaned on to the door again to bang weakly at it. His knees wanted to buckle.

“P-pipper…” 

His voice rasped, weak, like the rest of his emotional and physical state. His body was covered in bumps as he felt the vulnerability of being injured too. His mind still pushed his instincts to hide, for shelter, for safety in what she was to him.

He couldn't even remember how he got to her porch, there were gaps in his memory from the forest floor to this very moment. 

His body had either moved without his present mind, it burned with the muscle memory and direction to her arms. 

Or His prayer to his Father had been unknowingly granted in the times his mind left him and when he came back too he just couldn't remember his father's intervention.

It didn't matter, all that did was he was in her safety, hidden from the hungry world and starving eyes that were stalking him. 

Only until it was her hands on him, her care, would he feel less something of prey.

“Pipper…..Please…”

_____

@edensfavoriteman

Each text, then call. Unawnsered. Which isent like him at all. Worry fills her by the 20th attempt. She's near ready to head out at full speed when she hears it. Thunks, heavy knocks. **His pained voice**.

She nearly trips over Goose who decided to trail at her feet in his own worry. But when she gets to the door and throw it open?.

Silence. Frozen.

She takes in every bit of his wounds and bodys state with horror and the keen eyes of a warrior who's used to seeing it..but never on her love.

"Wh- WHO?-"

She stammers out, stuttering worse with a hint of snarl...death a promise if someone hurt him. She's careful as she leads him in...brain scrambled by all this so suddenly.

[edensfavoriteman]

Lil A groaned slightly, letting her cool small hands on him guide him into the relief of safety. It took everything to not just collaspe the second her touch went to soothe him. He was so tried, his body wanted nothing more but to give up as it hit dead completion.

"F-fell...can't.....feel arm....."

Words felt like an eternity to push out. But for her. He would break himself futher to speak to her. When she guided him to sit, he simply fell, landing harshly on his knees as sharp ragged breathing befell him. His head swirling the room around them as he leaned into her cool hands.

All tension from feeling hunted, stalked and preyed upon, leaving his flesh as he felt hers upon his.

"Branch snapped......Fell......Stumbled here..."

For where else would he had willing gone too? When the biggest comfort and safety to him In strength & vulnerability was sitting right at his side With her hands softly moving over him, letting him be blessed to be by hers.

Exactly where he should be.

[xxstormvalkyriexx]

She's instantly on him, looking him gently over. Lifting him best She can when he tumbles. She leads him to her huge, soft couch...uncaring if any blood gets on it.

Her voice chirps and chitters in her stress, like a cats purr.. stress Induced soothing for both.

She's already digging for a medkit, half panic hidden behind false calm. He fell from a tree??? He looks like he's going to die. She's worried sick, wings tensed as she treats him as carefully as can but finds herself voicing her thoughts out loud without meaning to.

"How can..you do something so..foolish..."

[edensfavoriteman]

How simple words can bring painful memories from the deepest of depths.

He tried, genuinely to ingore how his skin felt as it was on fire at her cool hands touched. Tried to ignore the haunting feeling of sharp nails dragging across him roughly. Tried to remember that he was safe, that it was his sweet and caring lover Pipper and not............Her.

He was not with his old beloved.....Not with Lilith.....This wasn't home, this wasn't them in a spat that always somehow turned ugly....He was safe, he was safe, he was sa-

He tensed, waiting for the on purposely rough handling to his injuries, waiting for the sharp tongue whirling out a furry of insults to him. Not because he made a mistake of getting hurt, but because he inconvenienced Her.

Because he had came to her for help.

He was the MAN, Shouldn't he be the one to figure out his own injuries!?

Why would he think she would want to help him?! She didn't tell him to go out and get stupidly hurt.

Now he burdened her, 'forcing' her to have to heal a weak man.

Lil A squeezed his eyes shut tightly, his breath hitching with a slight choke as he jerked his shoulder from the soothing hands he loved to lean into. His wings jerked slightly trying to move to curl around himself. His mind split between the present and then in the past.

Confusing soft loving hands trying to heal him, with phantom ones that would have futhered hurt him in the process to "heal" him.

What once was supposed to be a concerned tone of worry for his self being turned to a twisted past sharp insult used on him often in annoyance, in anger, in frustration....

"H̶o̸w̶ ̴c̸a̸n̷ ̵y̸o̶u̶ ̸d̸o̶ ̴s̴o̴m̶e̷t̷h̷i̸n̴g̷ ̶s̷o̷ ̵f̸o̴o̸l̵i̶s̸h̸,̵ ̵n̴o̴w̶ ̶i̴'̷m̸ ̵s̴t̷u̸c̶k̷ ̶h̶e̵l̸p̴i̸n̸g̴ ̸y̵o̵u̷!̶!̴!̵ ̵W̴h̵y̴ ̴c̶a̷n̸'̸t̶ ̴y̵o̸u̸ ̵d̷o̴ ̶a̶n̵y̸t̷h̴i̷n̷g̵ ̵r̶i̶g̶h̸t̶ ̴A̴d̵a̷m̵!̵?̷ ̴I̴s̷ ̷i̶t̷ ̷s̸o̷ ̷h̴a̸r̴d̸ ̵f̸o̸r̶ ̷y̸o̷u̷ ̷t̶o̶ ̷g̵a̴t̴h̷e̴r̴ ̶s̶i̶m̶p̴l̸e̷ ̸f̸r̷u̶i̸t̴s̴!̴?̶.̸"̶

He didn't mean to get hurt! He wasn't actively planning to get hurt! Doesn't she know that?! Doesn't she know he would rather avoid bothering her with his weakness? That He'd rather suffer than asking her for help?!

So why!? Why did she always have to make him feel so small!? Anytime she got hurt by her own doing, He always moved to help her.....Why was he unworth the same!? What was he doing so wrong to be cared for?

"Wasn't like I planned... on falling!"

His voice came harshly, deep between his pained ragged breathes, his head was pounding...he just wanted to feel safe, cared for....why couldn't he just be hurt, seeked his loves gentle hands and not belittled?

Why did he have to 'Be A Man and fix himself.' ?

Why did he feel so confused?!

His eyes flew wide, glazed with pain as he moved, frantically and weakly trying to get to his feet. He should leave...He's only going to make it worst, he always do. He shouldn't haven't bothered her...

"Sorry....You're right, your always right...I'll go...I can fix it myself....Sorry.."

̶́͜w̸̩͛h̴̲͋ỳ̶̨ ̷̛̩w̷̲̆ȧ̴͔s̷͓̚ ̴̞̽h̸̪̓e̶̡̚ ̵̠̎a̸͉̔l̶̳̿w̷̨̄a̸̳͠y̶̬͗s̸̯̈́ ̴͔͊š̵͙o̶͔̔ ̵̣̌f̵̄͜o̵̪͛ő̷͈ḽ̴̏ī̸̧s̴̠͐h̶̖͝?̴̦͗

[xxstormvalkyriexx]

To say she's caught off guard by his sudden look and tone, the way he tries to suddenly flee? Understatement.

She's stunned for a few but shakes back to herself and gently grips at his hands in an attempt to stop him but not hurt him or pull him.

"No, Dove..please don't...move. I don't want you to...hurt worse!"

There's panic in her tone. She's not sure what just happened but now he's stressed and likely to make his wounds worse!

"Please-"

[edensfavoriteman]

A bitten down whine left him, the movement too fast, his head spinned as fast as the room, his body been through too much to evem try to deal with the stressed adrenaline spike..He didn't get far, knees buckling and falling back onto them roughly.

His fingers curled around Twutes in instinct but he cringed away, eyes tightly shut as his mind braces for yells, shouts, the insults....

"Im sorry....Im sorry.....Please Lilith.....Im sorry....I can fix it myself...."

He couldn't, Logically if he tried to do what his stresses and panicked mind wanted to do, it would've only caused him to hurt himself more.

He knew that.

That's why he went to his pipper in the first place.

Because He knew she would help him. He needed to stop panicking, he needed to let her help him. He felt her hands and simply wanted to jerk away in the fear to flee, to not be a shame.....

'𝕀 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕞 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟'

Thought's were always easier said then done...But feeling her soft hands in his helped slightly...Falling forwards into her slightly his head rested exhustedly on her shoulder. Forcing fast panicked breathes to slow down, even as his head pounded and body just wanted to fully collapse. Shakily his good hand softly squeezed hers lightly...

"I'm sorry..."

His voice far more quiet,barely even above a whisper as his eyes stung greatly....He....he never wanted twute to see that side....the one he tried to leave behind when he found out what would have happened to his first marriage by his older brother....tried to ignore the fact that as he experience more of a healthy relationship with his pipper, how messed up his forced first had been.....

He thought....It would just go away....If he never thought onto it anymore.....It would just had never happened....and he could pretend that the things that had happened in that forced relationship....never happened all.......That when it would have finally ended.....it would've been a shared mutual choice kind of way.........

...Running from the reality of it...But he couldn't....It would only follow him the more he ignored it.....And in the end, it would cause him to hurt the ones he truely loved and cared for....

"Im so sorry...pretty bird..."

He shouldn't have snapped at her...He shouldn't have tried running too....

He didn't even want too....He was just used to having too.

[xxstormvalkyriexx]

When Safety & Love Can Hurt.

Tw; Angst, Lovers First Fight/Spat, Physical Injury. Past trauma & old sad cope mechanisms Comfort at the end.

"As long as communication is there, We will find our way."

______________________

It's been hours since he last answered her text messages. By then she had sent more to his phone, each one unread. By the time she had phone calls sent, each one going to voicemail it caused alarm.

Lil A never let her go unanswered this long.

Before her mind would shift to the urgency to head to his home, clumsy and heavy noises came from her house's porch. Heavy, almost weak bangs on her door…

Lil A was leaning against her porch wall, harshly breathing as used it for all his body weight support ... .His clothes soaked in filth of the forest and sweat from his own shaking body. His hair matted and stuck to his forehead and face as his skin was sickly pale and marking pulses weakly. 

His right shoulder dangled wrongly, the connection stretched disconnected and the muscles around it twitched harshly as it shot nerves a fire of pain. 

His right wing sagged as well, not fully closing as part of it drooped open, feathers bent and snapped in places.

Each inhale felt like a rattle through his body making him gasp raggedly as he moved the arm he leaned on to the door again to bang weakly at it. His knees wanted to buckle.

“P-pipper…” 

His voice rasped, weak, like the rest of his emotional and physical state. His body was covered in bumps as he felt the vulnerability of being injured too. His mind still pushed his instincts to hide, for shelter, for safety in what she was to him.

He couldn't even remember how he got to her porch, there were gaps in his memory from the forest floor to this very moment. 

His body had either moved without his present mind, it burned with the muscle memory and direction to her arms. 

Or His prayer to his Father had been unknowingly granted in the times his mind left him and when he came back too he just couldn't remember his father's intervention.

It didn't matter, all that did was he was in her safety, hidden from the hungry world and starving eyes that were stalking him. 

Only until it was her hands on him, her care, would he feel less something of prey.

“Pipper…..Please…”

_____

@edensfavoriteman

Each text, then call. Unawnsered. Which isent like him at all. Worry fills her by the 20th attempt. She's near ready to head out at full speed when she hears it. Thunks, heavy knocks. **His pained voice**.

She nearly trips over Goose who decided to trail at her feet in his own worry. But when she gets to the door and throw it open?.

Silence. Frozen.

She takes in every bit of his wounds and bodys state with horror and the keen eyes of a warrior who's used to seeing it..but never on her love.

"Wh- WHO?-"

She stammers out, stuttering worse with a hint of snarl...death a promise if someone hurt him. She's careful as she leads him in...brain scrambled by all this so suddenly.

[edensfavoriteman]

Lil A groaned slightly, letting her cool small hands on him guide him into the relief of safety. It took everything to not just collaspe the second her touch went to soothe him. He was so tried, his body wanted nothing more but to give up as it hit dead completion.

"F-fell...can't.....feel arm....."

Words felt like an eternity to push out. But for her. He would break himself futher to speak to her. When she guided him to sit, he simply fell, landing harshly on his knees as sharp ragged breathing befell him. His head swirling the room around them as he leaned into her cool hands.

All tension from feeling hunted, stalked and preyed upon, leaving his flesh as he felt hers upon his.

"Branch snapped......Fell......Stumbled here..."

For where else would he had willing gone too? When the biggest comfort and safety to him In strength & vulnerability was sitting right at his side With her hands softly moving over him, letting him be blessed to be by hers.

Exactly where he should be.

[xxstormvalkyriexx]

She's instantly on him, looking him gently over. Lifting him best She can when he tumbles. She leads him to her huge, soft couch...uncaring if any blood gets on it.

Her voice chirps and chitters in her stress, like a cats purr.. stress Induced soothing for both.

She's already digging for a medkit, half panic hidden behind false calm. He fell from a tree??? He looks like he's going to die. She's worried sick, wings tensed as she treats him as carefully as can but finds herself voicing her thoughts out loud without meaning to.

"How can..you do something so..foolish..."

[edensfavoriteman]

How simple words can bring painful memories from the deepest of depths.

He tried, genuinely to ingore how his skin felt as it was on fire at her cool hands touched. Tried to ignore the haunting feeling of sharp nails dragging across him roughly. Tried to remember that he was safe, that it was his sweet and caring lover Pipper and not............Her.

He was not with his old beloved.....Not with Lilith.....This wasn't home, this wasn't them in a spat that always somehow turned ugly....He was safe, he was safe, he was sa-

He tensed, waiting for the on purposely rough handling to his injuries, waiting for the sharp tongue whirling out a furry of insults to him. Not because he made a mistake of getting hurt, but because he inconvenienced Her.

Because he had came to her for help.

He was the MAN, Shouldn't he be the one to figure out his own injuries!?

Why would he think she would want to help him?! She didn't tell him to go out and get stupidly hurt.

Now he burdened her, 'forcing' her to have to heal a weak man.

Lil A squeezed his eyes shut tightly, his breath hitching with a slight choke as he jerked his shoulder from the soothing hands he loved to lean into. His wings jerked slightly trying to move to curl around himself. His mind split between the present and then in the past.

Confusing soft loving hands trying to heal him, with phantom ones that would have futhered hurt him in the process to "heal" him.

What once was supposed to be a concerned tone of worry for his self being turned to a twisted past sharp insult used on him often in annoyance, in anger, in frustration....

"H̶o̸w̶ ̴c̸a̸n̷ ̵y̸o̶u̶ ̸d̸o̶ ̴s̴o̴m̶e̷t̷h̷i̸n̴g̷ ̶s̷o̷ ̵f̸o̴o̸l̵i̶s̸h̸,̵ ̵n̴o̴w̶ ̶i̴'̷m̸ ̵s̴t̷u̸c̶k̷ ̶h̶e̵l̸p̴i̸n̸g̴ ̸y̵o̵u̷!̶!̴!̵ ̵W̴h̵y̴ ̴c̶a̷n̸'̸t̶ ̴y̵o̸u̸ ̵d̷o̴ ̶a̶n̵y̸t̷h̴i̷n̷g̵ ̵r̶i̶g̶h̸t̶ ̴A̴d̵a̷m̵!̵?̷ ̴I̴s̷ ̷i̶t̷ ̷s̸o̷ ̷h̴a̸r̴d̸ ̵f̸o̸r̶ ̷y̸o̷u̷ ̷t̶o̶ ̷g̵a̴t̴h̷e̴r̴ ̶s̶i̶m̶p̴l̸e̷ ̸f̸r̷u̶i̸t̴s̴!̴?̶.̸"̶

He didn't mean to get hurt! He wasn't actively planning to get hurt! Doesn't she know that?! Doesn't she know he would rather avoid bothering her with his weakness? That He'd rather suffer than asking her for help?!

So why!? Why did she always have to make him feel so small!? Anytime she got hurt by her own doing, He always moved to help her.....Why was he unworth the same!? What was he doing so wrong to be cared for?

"Wasn't like I planned... on falling!"

His voice came harshly, deep between his pained ragged breathes, his head was pounding...he just wanted to feel safe, cared for....why couldn't he just be hurt, seeked his loves gentle hands and not belittled?

Why did he have to 'Be A Man and fix himself.' ?

Why did he feel so confused?!

His eyes flew wide, glazed with pain as he moved, frantically and weakly trying to get to his feet. He should leave...He's only going to make it worst, he always do. He shouldn't haven't bothered her...

"Sorry....You're right, your always right...I'll go...I can fix it myself....Sorry.."

̶́͜w̸̩͛h̴̲͋ỳ̶̨ ̷̛̩w̷̲̆ȧ̴͔s̷͓̚ ̴̞̽h̸̪̓e̶̡̚ ̵̠̎a̸͉̔l̶̳̿w̷̨̄a̸̳͠y̶̬͗s̸̯̈́ ̴͔͊š̵͙o̶͔̔ ̵̣̌f̵̄͜o̵̪͛ő̷͈ḽ̴̏ī̸̧s̴̠͐h̶̖͝?̴̦͗

[xxstormvalkyriexx]

When Safety & Love Can Hurt.

Tw; Angst, Lovers First Fight/Spat, Physical Injury. Past trauma & old sad cope mechanisms Comfort at the end.

"As long as communication is there, We will find our way."

______________________

It's been hours since he last answered her text messages. By then she had sent more to his phone, each one unread. By the time she had phone calls sent, each one going to voicemail it caused alarm.

Lil A never let her go unanswered this long.

Before her mind would shift to the urgency to head to his home, clumsy and heavy noises came from her house's porch. Heavy, almost weak bangs on her door…

Lil A was leaning against her porch wall, harshly breathing as used it for all his body weight support ... .His clothes soaked in filth of the forest and sweat from his own shaking body. His hair matted and stuck to his forehead and face as his skin was sickly pale and marking pulses weakly. 

His right shoulder dangled wrongly, the connection stretched disconnected and the muscles around it twitched harshly as it shot nerves a fire of pain. 

His right wing sagged as well, not fully closing as part of it drooped open, feathers bent and snapped in places.

Each inhale felt like a rattle through his body making him gasp raggedly as he moved the arm he leaned on to the door again to bang weakly at it. His knees wanted to buckle.

“P-pipper…” 

His voice rasped, weak, like the rest of his emotional and physical state. His body was covered in bumps as he felt the vulnerability of being injured too. His mind still pushed his instincts to hide, for shelter, for safety in what she was to him.

He couldn't even remember how he got to her porch, there were gaps in his memory from the forest floor to this very moment. 

His body had either moved without his present mind, it burned with the muscle memory and direction to her arms. 

Or His prayer to his Father had been unknowingly granted in the times his mind left him and when he came back too he just couldn't remember his father's intervention.

It didn't matter, all that did was he was in her safety, hidden from the hungry world and starving eyes that were stalking him. 

Only until it was her hands on him, her care, would he feel less something of prey.

“Pipper…..Please…”

_____

@edensfavoriteman

Each text, then call. Unawnsered. Which isent like him at all. Worry fills her by the 20th attempt. She's near ready to head out at full speed when she hears it. Thunks, heavy knocks. **His pained voice**.

She nearly trips over Goose who decided to trail at her feet in his own worry. But when she gets to the door and throw it open?.

Silence. Frozen.

She takes in every bit of his wounds and bodys state with horror and the keen eyes of a warrior who's used to seeing it..but never on her love.

"Wh- WHO?-"

She stammers out, stuttering worse with a hint of snarl...death a promise if someone hurt him. She's careful as she leads him in...brain scrambled by all this so suddenly.

[edensfavoriteman]

Lil A groaned slightly, letting her cool small hands on him guide him into the relief of safety. It took everything to not just collaspe the second her touch went to soothe him. He was so tried, his body wanted nothing more but to give up as it hit dead completion.

"F-fell...can't.....feel arm....."

Words felt like an eternity to push out. But for her. He would break himself futher to speak to her. When she guided him to sit, he simply fell, landing harshly on his knees as sharp ragged breathing befell him. His head swirling the room around them as he leaned into her cool hands.

All tension from feeling hunted, stalked and preyed upon, leaving his flesh as he felt hers upon his.

"Branch snapped......Fell......Stumbled here..."

For where else would he had willing gone too? When the biggest comfort and safety to him In strength & vulnerability was sitting right at his side With her hands softly moving over him, letting him be blessed to be by hers.

Exactly where he should be.

[edensfavoriteman]

" Quite the tumble you took there~ " hummed a voice, "O' Heaven to Earth, that impact seemed like it was quite painful. Should you not be his favorite?" The voice drifted more bouncing between his ears. "Where are you crawling to, dear?"

Ḏ̸̡̢̪͍̾́́͒͝͝e̵͙͙̭͍͉̔̈́̕l̵̬̯̰̅̆̓̋̎̑̒ů̶̡̙̮̳͝s̶͖͓̞̻̅ì̸̡̛͖͈̜̹͇̖͋͛̃̚͝ơ̷̢͇̠̬͉̤̲̱̽͐́̏ṅ̸̹͚̥̫s̶͈̰̞̥̟͖̥͕̍̾̔̈́̚

Tw: Angst, physical injury, mental strain. Fight/Flight.

______________________________________

The pain filled his mind with delusions, ones that seemed to grow each time his body crumbled from the fire that scorched through his dislocated arm and broken wing.

The feeling of eyes burning on his skin, caused his good wings feathers to flair, caused his skin to crawl as he took shaky step with a sharp pained gasp after step.

Using trees or anything to claw with his good hand for support.

‘Pipper… ‘

He had to get to her. He needed to get to her.

Only in her arms, and in her sharp eyes, he would be safe.

He stumbled, falling and crashing, a soundless noise passing through shuttering lips as his broken wing slammed against rocky cliff sides.

His vision blurring, his senses drowning.

‘I need to get to her..’

Shadows moved to the very edges of his sight. Twisting and curling unnaturally, making his teeth clenched as he bit his tongue, refusing to let out a noise as hot searing tears dripped and burned him.

He knew not of what vile creations energy that was of this nature.

He knew not of why it was trying to sink it's hidden teeth to him.

He refused to acknowledge it.

Though he was not foolish to believe it would leave him by being ignored.

‘No matter what….’

His twitching eyes moved to where he stumbled, his shaky good hand moving grabbing rough and sharp edges. The stone's coolness stark against the hot flesh of his palm.

‘𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣.’

Injured but not weak enough to let whatever thing this was to grow near.

His body screamed at him as he pushed himself up, each ragged breath barely enough to stable him as he continued.

Mind just sharp enough to avoid the creeping shadows, staying in the bright godly rays of sunlight.

‘𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕀 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕧𝕚𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕥.’

His hand tightening over sharp stone, cutting thin slices into his palm and fingers as he continued.

exhaustion ate at his mind, even as he stumbled through the treelines into the bright sunny meadows of Heaven's countryside…His feet shuffled through its uneven grounds as he focused towards the Heaven city.

Towards his loves home.

‘𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖’

He did not look back towards the feeling of eyes on him.

He refused its delusions. Rejected its attempts to mislead him.

Only when he neared Twutes Building step is when he allowed that stone to tumble through his hand. Climbing up her doorsteps and collapsing against the side of her home.

Whatever disgusting darkness that tried to sink its claws into his vulnerability.

It failed.

Should it be stupid to follow him to her doorstep?

Lil A had no doubt that Pipper was a far more threatening force, then this darkness attempted.

____________

"Your Darkness is bold when you believe it will go unseen. Yet even the deepest shadow knows fear in the face of holy steel and a woman's devotion."

@xxstormvalkyriexx

_____________________

Ooc; Hello! Nymph here! Thank you so much for sending your ask! It was so much fun being able to write out the struggles of what Lil A might go through trying to get himself out of a darkening forrest while being very injured and vulnerable.

While I feel like your ask was going into a Eve/Roo Dirrection, I will have to let you know that Lil A does not know Eve/Roo. He never met or let alone married Eve. He got snatched from his own timeline way before that, even before when Lilith had betrayed and Left him for his once bestfriend Lucifer.

Even then....Its been hinted in previous posts, that His & Lilith marriage was not really healthy, and he got inflicted by alot of mistreatment by his once beloveded wife, and had reacted back negatively in a defensive position, while taking the blame.

All he knows about "Eve" and well "Roo" and what would have happened to his first marriage is what his 'Older Brother' Adam/Big A @official1stman had told him based on our shared au lores.

But I still saw your ask to be something fun to work with and go in depth of him struggling to get to Twute his current partner @xxstormvalkyriexx before responding back to her for an event me and her had planned.

So thank you so much!

[edensfavoriteman]

'Please...Let me get to her'

Tw: Angst, Physical injury.

🌿🍀🌿🍀🌿🍀🌿🍀🌿🍀🌿🍀🌿🍀🍀🍀🌿🍀

He was out in the heavenly forests this day, it had been a while since he came all this way out to them. 

It had been a while since he connected to ‘wild’ nature for a bit. Too distracted by the business of Heaven city and trying to keep up with what all his friends and loved ones were doing…Busy acting in the ways modern humans acted, and moved…

His body felt so stiff, his joints ached due to the limited movement he was putting onto them. 

.He had neglected his own bodily needs to be…….Domesticated.

Lil A wasn't sure how the modern humans, the winners, can simply go on living without needing to feel their bodies stretch the way they were supposed to. How they were just comfortable with the same repetitively limited movements bewildered him. 

How Big A & Abel were content with such limited movements......

How they were okay feeling so...Domesticated...

Content with forgetting themselves and home.

He needed to move, move through the wild, the cliffs and through the trees allowing his body to stretch and curl and twist the way it had learned since his creation.

Peace filled him as wind rushed through his hair as the tree top he clung to bend and moved through the air to another, letting him stretch and grab the new branches with his legs pulling the new tree top closer to grab with his hands, feeling the rush as the new tree slung him forwards with it. 

His wings curled tight to his back, slightly flared their feathers but they had no instinct to flare up to catch the wind gliding past them. 

Lil A closed his eyes for a moment, soaking in the feeling of heaven's strange non-warming sun, and the repeating sounds of nature that just didn't feel natural ... .He just tried to pretend to feel the sun's warmth just like it would be back home. Pretended that the repetitive nature sounds were natural and truly randomly made by animals and insects  from home…

Only his memories made such a thing possible.

Opening his eyes a breath leaving him as his body relaxed with a few moments of rest before he started swinging the tree top back and forth to bend and arch to another tree's top. 

This time instead of using his legs to grab it, he stretched his arm, feeling his muscles ripple as they stretched, his fingers grasping a branch, wrapping his hand around it to determine its width. 

It had felt secure, and he saw no reason not to trust it as he gripped it harder and swung, letting his body swing away from the stable tree to the new one, in the movement to grab on to the new tree with his other hand his ears rang with the worst possible noise.

The breath that came from his lips was sharp, hitched as he felt his body plunge downwards. 

His mind slowed as branches zipped past him, his wings like the rest of him locking up in place out of shock. 

The feeling of a sharp pained gasp left him, as the tree he was sure he once been on looked so far away, and blurry. 

He couldn't feel anything, his lips parted as he tried to remember how to move his chest on the way to inhale.

His vision danced above and around him until it was bright and so unfocused, coldness plunged over him, numbing, until hot warmth rushed and pain filled him.

A gargled choke left him, as he struggled to inhale, and as if it was like the first breath put into him once again….

He screamed it out, feeling the sharp warmth tightening in his right shoulder and wing. The pained noise sounding through the forrest more than a self alarm.....

It was like a dinner call.

Tears burned seared through his cheeks as his body shook against him.

Getting onto his stomach was like learning how to move all over again, he laid and breathed harsh intaking breaths, his mind swam and felt as if it was fading away from him again and again.

‘Pipper.’ 

His head dizzily swammed as he clawed twitching fingers into freshly disturbed soil, he couldn't even feel his body move correctly, he couldn't hear his surroundings, barely even seeing them.

‘I need to….’ 

Moving no longer came from logical thinking, but needed instinct to find shelter from being so badly wounded. 

‘Get to Pipper..’ 

Hide, because he suddenly felt like prey… Find protection because that means safety…

His mind fixated on the one person who felt like such a thing to him. His love, and her soft stuttered voice and small hands, but she was fierce…He knew that ... .He saw a glimpse of it…

She was the safety that his pained filled mind needed to cling too.

‘ℙ𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣…..𝕃𝕖𝕥 𝕞𝕖….𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣.’ 

[edensfavoriteman]

Hey Lil A, you like most animals right?

Wasps and hornets. Thoughts?

They're pretty neat, at a distance. I dont recommend getting close to em unless like you gotta take them out cause they like got into your home or something.

I don't think I'd tolerate one just buzzing around in my home rent free.

I'd rather deal with it, and be stinging bug free.

Im not really scared of them, they fall under the, dont mess with and they wont mess with you kind of animal.

[edensfavoriteman]

Went to get late night tacos with Peter, something we do time to time to catch up.

I went to pay-With Big A's card duh- And the man at the counter smirked at peter and me and went-

"Have another 💅✨️ charming ✨️ 💅night fellas." With a hand flick motion.

Now suddenly im sitting on my trucks tailbed and peter is sitting all the way across on top of the hood roof backs turned to each other cause each time we look at each other trying to gossip......He can't stop laughing.

@gaslightgatekeepgoldengates -I blame you entirely. 😤🤣

[gaslightgatekeepgoldengates]

Pfft!

AHAHAHA! I- I just- I can't- aha! We even got a free quesadilla in honor of Pride Month! I'm losing it! This is the best quesadilla I've ever gotten from the guy too-

What can I say? I bring a sort of 🩵vibe🩵 with me wherever I go. You can't blame me if it confuses people.

We're just some dudes being bros. It's not my fault if people just don't understand us~

[edensfavoriteman]

😤😤😤😤😤😤😤😤😤😤

The free stuff was pretty good....

[edensfavoriteman]

Went to get late night tacos with Peter, something we do time to time to catch up.

I went to pay-With Big A's card duh- And the man at the counter smirked at peter and me and went-

"Have another 💅✨️ charming ✨️ 💅night fellas." With a hand flick motion.

Now suddenly im sitting on my trucks tailbed and peter is sitting all the way across on top of the hood roof backs turned to each other cause each time we look at each other trying to gossip......He can't stop laughing.

@gaslightgatekeepgoldengates -I blame you entirely. 😤🤣

[edensfavoriteman]

A little birdie told me you don't like cacti. Surely it can't be too difficult to grow them? They're so easy to keep alive, even Adam can do it - and he rarely ever gardens any more! You got the chops for it, don't you? Or nah?

..................

I need to get my deer friend to tell the birds to shut up and keep my name and garden out of their beaks

I have one and only one cactus thats supposed to grow dragon fruit...........it constantly & actively chooses to hmmmmmmm what did Big A say it was doing again,???......Pussy out On life.

For a plant that im supposed to be able to ingore amd forget its existence, it sure has me doing the most work and care for it! I baby it so much and it gets where it shows new growth, I think Im doing something right. BUT THE MOMENT i look away, it decides MMMMNAHFUCKYOUNOJOYFORYOU and just ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!

....HOW IS IT GONNA DIE THE SECOND AFTER IT LOOKS LIKE ITS DOING SO WELL!?

.......Maybe I should do what Lute suggests and just accept it will not thrive now matter how hard I try to make sure it does and just let it go.

[gaslightgatekeepgoldengates]

Heya Peter!

Happy Celebrating Colors!

That Abel says they celebrated due to who you would date???

Abel says these were your excited colors...So I got you these. Hope they are close enough to the ones you like??? I wasn't really sure if shades mater.

@edensfavoriteman

[Happy Pride Month!- Nymph]

Awwwwwhhhh!!! Lil A, thank you so much!! These are lovely!!! Oh my goodness, you didn't have to! Especially if you don't even understand what they mean- pft-

They're close enough, yeah. I see what you were going for. This is sweet, thank you again.

It's not just dating preferences that someone's uh- "excited colors" can represent though. Some people's colors represent their gender identity. I'm not sure if you need me to explain that too though.

[edensfavoriteman]

Happy..month of.. Pride my Dove... I love...you.

-Kiss-

- xxstormvalkyriexx

Dove! He-mfpt!

......fucking wings...and ears....

Cease your giggles, ya caught me off guard and that ain't fair.

Anywayssssss I got ya something! Lute said these were the colors ya were proud about, so I spent some time making this special for you ya.

I love ya more than ya ever know pretty dove.

___

[Ooc: Happy Pride 💜🩵💙💚💛🩵🩷💚🧡❤️💛🤎🩶🤍 - Nymph]

[xxstormvalkyriexx]

...!!! It's beautiful, Dove! I'll take... good care of these and I'll....devour this! Want...to share it with me?

[edensfavoriteman]

If they start to wilt just let me know- I'll get them perked up again and probably will be able to get them to root for you too. If not well, I'll just simply grow you a rose bush that flowers your colors.

....I snagged a few bites when I made your cheese board pretty Pipper. I'm pretty full right now. But-

I could always hand feed you some grapes.

Have you been enjoying all the colors thats being decorated everywhere? I think its pretty great.

[xxstormvalkyriexx]

I would like to...get them to root. I still need.. to learn how to do that. You gave...them to me. I want them...to last forever.

Oh! I.. wouldn't be against that..I do love fruit....and I'm loving...it. so many colors, so many.. happy people. It's only...going to get brighter....

[fluffytaffylamb]

No Idea Why everyones going crazy and on about Pride???? Asked Big A about it.

But I see everyones wearing around colors they seem really excited about and saw some even giving gifts, And I Saw ya being really excited about these ones. So I got ya these as a gift.

Hope ya have fun celebrating the colors Kiddo.

@edensfavoriteman

AWWW! This is so sweet Lil A!

Though, the colors DO mean something! And those reasons are why they're excited.

Mine for example is the colors of the pansexual flag, which pansexual means I'm happy to date anyone regardless of what gender they are. Men, women, nonbinary... ALL on the table!

Oh Nonbinary are people who don't feel male or female btw. It's complicated but eh I'm happy to help you out.

[edensfavoriteman]

Happy..month of.. Pride my Dove... I love...you.

-Kiss-

- xxstormvalkyriexx

Dove! He-mfpt!

......fucking wings...and ears....

Cease your giggles, ya caught me off guard and that ain't fair.

Anywayssssss I got ya something! Lute said these were the colors ya were proud about, so I spent some time making this special for you ya.

I love ya more than ya ever know pretty dove.

___

[Ooc: Happy Pride 💜🩵💙💚💛🩵🩷💚🧡❤️💛🤎🩶🤍 - Nymph]

[xxstormvalkyriexx]

...!!! It's beautiful, Dove! I'll take... good care of these and I'll....devour this! Want...to share it with me?

[edensfavoriteman]

If they start to wilt just let me know- I'll get them perked up again and probably will be able to get them to root for you too. If not well, I'll just simply grow you a rose bush that flowers your colors.

....I snagged a few bites when I made your cheese board pretty Pipper. I'm pretty full right now. But-

I could always hand feed you some grapes.

Have you been enjoying all the colors thats being decorated everywhere? I think its pretty great.

[crunchycinnatoast]

[A voided of soft greens and golds hues portal opening for just a few moments, A blurred figure moving by it as if walking over it. A blur of tan, greens, golds, moving along unnoticing. Brown boots clacking against sounds of polished pavemnet. A blur of items fall through and the voided portal closes as it too was unnoticed but whatever purposed task it had wanted been fullfilled in the mere few moements.]

[The fallen items, lay along a coffee table, No Real Note laided with them. just in the bouquet ribbion laided a very small faint gold & black feather with very tiny parchment with a clay dipped finger print.]

[Happy Pride Month! Muse to Muse! -Nymph]

Washing dishes in his kitchen, Cain pauses upon hearing a series of noises from the living room of his home. Footsteps first, then two knocks and a rustle. Odd, considering the kids were outside playing with Avani...

Cain dries his hands and walks over to peek inside the room.

While there are no unexpected visitors to be found, something in the room had indeed changed. There, on the coffee table in the middle of the room, lie the gifts left behind. Innocently staring him down.

Chuckling as he relaxes, Cain picks up the bouquet first.

It's beautifully put together with a ribbon, and the addition of the feather with the clay print on paper is a tastefully rustic touch he appreciates. Though, judging by the still fresh scent of moist dirt and wet flora lingering on the feather, it must have been shed recently. A surprisingly personal touch.

I'll have to find a vase to put them in soon so they don't wilt before I can add them to my garden; it'd be a shame not to propagate them...

He gently sets them aside to pick up the pretty glass jar of tea. Opening it, he takes a deep inhale... and nearly chokes. Lavender.

Cain slams the lid back on the tea and checks the back.

Rosemary... white sage... holy basil... lavender... nettle... roses... lemongrass... calendula... peppermint hyssop... lemon balm... angelica root... and Solomon’s seal root...

Fuck, that was stupid... Cain can hear the scolding in his father's voice within his mind, "Nice job, Shithead. Just go ahead and stick your nose right in. Bet that smelled good, didn't it?"

Still... it'd be a waste to not use such nice tea... and the lavender would mellow out to make way for the peppermint and rose to shine through...

Fuck it, why not!

The mug was too adorable to not to use it.

[Happy Pride Month! -Cinna]