Distraught anime dad that doesn’t have some kind of terrible past involving magic or whatsit.

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@magicaldictatoravis
Distraught anime dad that doesn’t have some kind of terrible past involving magic or whatsit.
I AM GOING TO GET STUFF DONE SOON I SWEAR
-incredibly proud of bow tying skills-
truely the worst thing
“ABSOLUTELY THE WORST THING”
“Pro tip:No matter how hot a guy is, don't date them if they are tall enough to lift you off the ground.“
-LORDS OVER CHILDREN-
*No Church In The Wild blares in the distance*
Avis Love © fedoranemoandpaper
Also fuck legs its 3 AM
Just a normal friday night out with friends.
Kino observed the stranger’s words and gestures. Kino was concerned if the person was dangerous, but concluded that he would be alright if only crossing to the next country since it was not too far from here. He didn’t seem sure as to where he was going nor what he was doing. Well, maybe he did know. But it wasn’t in Kino’s mind to find out what he was doing so far out in the open.“…The next country is, approximately, an hour walk from here. Are you a traveler, as well?”
“Oh, uh...In a way. I'm a messenger bird, I deliver letters to people...I travel all around.”
‘Traveler’ could be considered a catch all term, but it was nice to have an identifier for the stranger. It fit the...interesting clothing style of the individual, and the....unique stead they had. Considering Avis technically flew in on paper wings he wasn't much to complain. Between his desperation and newfound label the stranger became more approachable.
“I’m Avis, by the way....”He said hoping to stall the time they part ways and he has to walk an hour in silence.
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“Kino, how long is it gonna be until we get to the next country? I’m running pretty low on fuel, here.”
“We’re almost there.” Kino said, driving a bit slower than usual.
“Then shouldn’t you go faster? By the speed you’re going, I feel like we won’t ever make it.”
“Hang in there, Hermes. I want to be certain we’re going the right way. If I go too fast and lose my direction, then you’ll surely be out of fuel. Unless you want that?”
Hermes sighs.
“Fine. But you’d better fill it up all the way.”
“We’ll see about that.”
But Kino could not help but stop in her tracks. Seeing people was nothing out of the ordinary. In fact, it was leaning more towards the… exciting side of life. Still, Kino was in a hurry to get to the next country. With this stranger on the road, Kino could not let the person be. What if they needed a ride?
“Kino… don’t tell me you’re gonna stop?”
Kino didn’t respond. Instead, she decided it was better to show Hermes than say it. Slowing down and coming to a complete halt, she parked Hermes to approach this stranger. Kino could almost hear Hermes becoming unpleased.
“Excuse me!” She called out to the other. “Are you, by any chance, going to the next country?”
At the voice of another person, Avis finally stopped in his tracks. He turned to confirm the existence of another being besides himself and his own thoughts. After confirmation, he stuttered out a response.
“Oh-...u-Uh...ah...”
The boy had to take a moment to calibrate his thoughts. All the things that led him here came to mind. Unexpected winds, a crashed glider, maps he’d checked more often in the last few hours than the 6 years he'd been a messenger bird buried deep in his pockets. He really didn't know where he was, or where to go.
“I...s-suppose thats where I'm headed?”His voice couldn't fake certainty.
”Is there something wrong, or...is this not the right way?”
What does love mean to you?
“What does love mean to me? Well, for one it means my name, thats a given. Way back when, I learned that immortals do significantly well as bootleggers during times of prohibition. Gun wounds didn't mean that much to me, so I could always smuggle a little stock. I had what the people needed, thus I was a Doctor of love.(I actually do have a PHD, dont doubt my intelligence)
But I assume thats not what you're asking...Perhaps you mean the concept. Intense emotions of affection and endearment. Well, I definitely have a love of freedom. Order is so boring, and nothing gets done. So maybe a few people might ‘die’ or have ‘their lives ruined forever’, but compared to the greater good, progress has been made!
I've flown in the sky, and no idol of peace or order let me do that! I love my freedom, I love my wings, and yes I’ll kill for them should need be!
But no, this is probably also an unsatisfactory response. Love for abstract concepts is underappreciated. I’m sure you mean love towards other people right? Like some kind of benevolent god looking down upon its creations? No, thats not me.
The sappy answer is that there’s one guy who I preserve special parts of my heart for.
The true answer is that we're both outcasts with no one else to understand what centuries of memories does to the human psyche, so we get along.
Especially in bed.”
(I tried to make a quick clarification but then I realized there was no logic in anything.)
I finally caved and made an ask blog for Avis
Please go bug him
http://magicaldictatoravis.tumblr.com/
“I am Avis Love, idol of peace and constantly revoking kitchen appliance privileges.”