Golden like the Sun.

Shine like glitter among a world of dull rocks at the shore.

[myg0ldensoul]

how 2 type fast w/ 1 arm help

I'll show you.

[myg0ldensoul]

i'm glad those wings are chained up, who would want to see something so hideous :/

[ He folded his wings up more at this. ]

..Surely you must be joking.

[myg0ldensoul]

there's no point in doing any of this.

And yet you continue bothering me.

[ He sighs, pulling his legs up to his chest. ]

[myg0ldensoul]

why are you trying so hard? who are you trying to impress?

[ He didn't answer this one. He stayed sat on the edge of his bed in silence. ]

[myg0ldensoul]

how tf do you do alla that with one hand

Practice.

[myg0ldensoul]

That person was so rude! Do not pay attention to them, King; I think you look wonderful.

–💐

[ He went over to her, immediately hiding his face in her shoulder. He is.. very upset, evidently; his wings are limp, dragging behind him ever so slightly. ]

..Thank you. I... I'll try.

[myg0ldensoul]

What, gonna cry? lmfao

[ He turned his head away. He.. might. And that upsets him. ]

[myg0ldensoul]

If this is "working hard", I don't want to imagine what the alternative is. No, really, do you even use a mirror?

Also those heels are stupid af. You look like a little girl trying on her mom's clothes

[ He wasn't sure how to respond to this. He attempted to speak, but he just.. stuttered pathetically, so he didn't try again. He just tried to walk off, hand trembling slightly. ]

[ He didn't know he was so easy to hurt like this. : ( ]

[myg0ldensoul]

Maybe your friend should have eaten your other arm too, so we wouldn't have to see that hideous make-up you do

[ He tensed, wings folding up. ]

..Haha. Surely you must be mistaken. I— they— No. I work hard for you and THIS is what I get?

[myg0ldensoul]

he sounds pretty bad, sorry you have to deal with him :/

It's fine. Not like he chained my wings up or anything.

[ He huffed unhappily, putting his make-up away and standing. He moved to get his shoes, pulling them on the best he can, wings assisting in balance as he did so. ]

[myg0ldensoul]

Tell us about your boss :0

[ His wings tensed, and he glared at you before looking at the mirror once more. ]

....Fine, but he is not something to glorify. He's an asshole, a 'higher-up' to me and the other Great Old Ones.

[myg0ldensoul]

I don't know bro, you tell me

[ He sighed again, turning back to the mirror and continuing to get himself done up. ]

My boss. Technically.

[myg0ldensoul]

what's wrong with your wings? why do you have chains??

[ He yelped, having been disturbed right while he was getting ready. He sighed, his voice softer than usual with exhaustion. ]

Why do you think?

[ ..He didn't mean for it to sound rude. ]

[myg0ldensoul]

[ The King sighed, waking up. He stretched, wings opening for a moment only for those same semi-transluscent chains to snap around them once more. He winced, closing them. Sighing, the King shifted himself out of bed, moving to his closet to get dressed. ]

[ ..Everything he owns reminds him of them. He shook that thought away, trembling ever so slightly. ]

[ He got dressed, all nice and proper — frills, silks and glittery fabrics. He knows he does not dress for himself. To be pretty is to sacrifice some things, he thinks to himself. Maybe one day. ]

[ The King was at his vanity, now. Staring at his reflection in the mirror. He looks sadder with each passing day, despite the smile and the makeup. He sighed, opening the drawer nearby and getting himself looking happier again. ]

[myg0ldensoul]

Hellloooo my king HERE IS A BIG PLATE OF SPICY CURRY FOR YOU OKAY...

- ✴️

[ He hummed. ]

Hmm. Thank you.

[myg0ldensoul]

[Pets you.]

[ He huffed, ruffling his feathers slightly. ]

Well now they're all messed up. I'm not fixing that. You do it.

[ He put his hand on his hip, tapping his foot. ]

[myg0ldensoul]

This is why your friend died smh

[ He didn't respond to this one, simply stared at it in shock. ]