Tear You Apart

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—⛓️Shadows Talk⛓️ // @torturedshadow—

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Tilian never really had that chance to confess the things he felt inside, it was a mixture of emotions. Some new. Some old. Some that he didn’t even understand entirely, it was almost foreign—

Truthfully the shapeshifter didn’t think he’d be able to do it, being able to talk about how he felt was like pulling teeth and especially when it involved someone he was starting to feel attached towards. Such a weird sensation…Unfortunately Tilian would naturally just push away the ones around him before running off, but this time…

This time was different, he was the one that followed…Kept his distance while watching the others movements through the shadows and trying his best to contain himself. For the past two months, Tilian had been tracking down the other—once he found where he had disappeared to, Til stayed locked onto his every move.

It was practically self-sabotage. Torturing himself while he watched from afar.

Once nightfall hit, the shapeshifter waited for the other just like he normally would. Taking the opportunity he slowly walked out from the shadows and showed himself, eyes glowing bright yellow as the moonlight brightens up his features.

“..I found you…” Tilians voice was soft, though a hint of hurt was deep within his tone.

“You vanished from my life before i ever told you my feelings…And i’ve chased your shadow ever since then….”

The reaper couldn’t help but think there was something between him and Tilian, though every chance they’d been together, it was almost like they’d danced around the subject, never really bringing it up. At least, Kael never did. His feelings were too far behind to ever catch up to societal standards, let alone be appropriate for them. So he’d kept his mouth shut and for what? A missed opportunity?

They hadn’t seen each other in months, but he could feel his presence wherever he went - because even though his mind was focused on his job, Tilian never left his mind. Every time he possessed another soul, trapping it inside his scythe to release into the river of darkness to start over…he could almost hear his voice in his mind. It haunted him, like a goddamn record playing in his head. Not broken, just playing like a phantom had flipped it on and disappeared.

It was driving him mad, to the point that he almost sought Tilian out himself, but as per usual, he had a soul to reap, under the pressure of Death himself. His presence was felt, caught between life and death in the shadows. That was where most tended to see themselves; a shadow, hidden out of sight where not many could see who they truly were. As Kael could attest to, and fortunately, he was discovered. No one could hide there for very long.

The soul, blue in color, eased itself gently into his scythe. Turning around to face the voice that had spoken to him, his heart beat rapidly as his eyes locked with the others. Though he heard the hurt in his tone, and it killed him inside. Waving his hand, the scythe disappeared, and he pulled off his cloak to reveal himself. Scars covered his face, and hands. His legs were covered, but more bloodied and bruised up than what anyone else could see. It was a miracle he could still walk.

For a moment, Kael’s eyes flashed that same yellow, signaling to him that he knew that pain. But his facial expression, solemn, didn’t change. If Kael was even happy to see him, didn’t show, though he was dying on the inside. “I’ve known you were there…” The reaper spoke softly, his own hurt betrayed in his tone.

He didn’t know how to tell him that he loved him - all he knew was how pain felt. Deep down, he knew it, he just couldn’t portray himself properly. “I’m sorry…I couldn’t stay, knowing how much this would hurt. But the truth is, I do love you. It killed me, being away from you.”

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Tilian just watched from where to stood..he didn’t want to make any sudden moves or allow his own thoughts to get carried away. The shapeshifter couldn’t tell if he wanted to cry, scream or just run into the others arms.

As Kael had showed off his scars and wounds, Tilians stomach felt like a never ending pit. He felt horrible knowing that this condition had gotten worse, Til wasn’t exactly fully educated about Reapers but he knew they’d always had to deal with a lot of work— “K-Kael…your..your body..” One step forward but he pauses, like a nervous cat. He didn’t mean to speak about it, truthfully the shapeshifter had thought he was thinking but rather spoke it aloud. The tones of concern and pain continued to linger on, Tilian wasn’t sure what he had wanted to even say to the other once confronted..but now…seeing Kael in such a weak state only made him concerned . Alert.

Before the smaller had a chance to speak up, he stopped himself from interrupting and just listened carefully as the reaper began to talk. Just his voice alone was just…nice to hear again, even though it caused his heart to clench at the same time. It was hard to admit it aloud, but Til had missed Kael so deeply..more than expected. This was so unusual but he didn’t want to avoid it any longer.

‘But the truth is, I do love you. It killed me, being away from you.’

Tilian felt his bottom lip quiver slightly hearing those final words…Did…Did he hear that correctly?

His heart began beating faster, his breathing became a little shaking and slowly he took a few more steps closer towards Kael. “Do….you, mean this?..” He blinks slowly, it was hard to read Kael when his expression didn’t show much.. “Months…I’ve been wanting to..to find you,…I wanted you to know that, I’m not afraid of allowing myself to become close….I—“ Tilian pauses , this was so hard for him. Being able to put himself in such a vulnerable state, he sighs softly before looking up at Kael. “I…I have also fallen for you..More than I expected outta myself. Before you had left I wanted so desperately to finally come to you and confess it…But..” Tilian sighs and glances away. “When I showed up to the place I normally would always find you…I didn’t sense you at all, it felt like a part of me was torn out….”

Tilian wasn’t always the best with his words, his anxiety would always make him fumble over things or even overthink to hard. He was still trying to understand this whole feeling ordeal , but he was sure of it when it came to the reaper.

—⛓️Shadows Talk⛓️ // @torturedshadow—

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Tilian never really had that chance to confess the things he felt inside, it was a mixture of emotions. Some new. Some old. Some that he didn’t even understand entirely, it was almost foreign—

Truthfully the shapeshifter didn’t think he’d be able to do it, being able to talk about how he felt was like pulling teeth and especially when it involved someone he was starting to feel attached towards. Such a weird sensation…Unfortunately Tilian would naturally just push away the ones around him before running off, but this time…

This time was different, he was the one that followed…Kept his distance while watching the others movements through the shadows and trying his best to contain himself. For the past two months, Tilian had been tracking down the other—once he found where he had disappeared to, Til stayed locked onto his every move.

It was practically self-sabotage. Torturing himself while he watched from afar.

Once nightfall hit, the shapeshifter waited for the other just like he normally would. Taking the opportunity he slowly walked out from the shadows and showed himself, eyes glowing bright yellow as the moonlight brightens up his features.

“..I found you…” Tilians voice was soft, though a hint of hurt was deep within his tone.

“You vanished from my life before i ever told you my feelings…And i’ve chased your shadow ever since then….”

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It’s been a few months alone in his new home, finally getting out of the wooded areas was definitely a big change for Tilian. Now he was finally settled in his own space, it wasn’t much but it had everything he needed—He even picked up some new hobbies; one being his new love for playing guitar. Anytime the male was stressed or overthinking about something he’d play his emotions through music, it’s been a great outlet for the shapeshifter.

Not hearing the footsteps of his visitor, he closed his eyes and focused on each note he strummed—normally his sharp hearing ability’s were on point but this time his mind was elsewhere.

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*playfully bites Stolas’ arm* :3 — @spxiledcauldron

"Hello cub," Stolas greets with a small smile and pets Tilian's head, "How are you, love?" The demon then goes to scratch under his chin lightly and hums.

It was always nice when the younger's in a good mood because Stolas never knew what exactly what to say or do when he isn't. Sure he's knowledgeable but he doesn't know much about how humans' minds work.

Listening to Tilian speak, Stolas gently nudges him forward so they both could start walking back to his home. He also let the smaller male take his hand but remains silent, walking while nodding at the inquiry of going back.

"That is where we're going now, Tilian," he said softly as he listens to his purring. Stolas isn't much of a social person, not now and not in the past. But there are a select few he'll speak with and sure, it sounds sad but it's just the type of person he is.

The sniffing only had Stolas hum and nods while he continued to lead Tilian back to his home. "Okay."

Tilian kept close to the taller male and kept quite as they walked back together, he just followed him til they reached Stolas’ home. A place where he always felt comfort since the first day they met, sighing contently he felt his body shiver and he used his free hand to hug the jacket closer to his body.

“I definitely need warm clothes first..I forgot this form doesn’t do well in the cold.”

Tilian had to prepare himself to be ready to open up and speak to Stolas, finally telling him a bit of his past and to why he acts out like he does. He gave the demons hand a gentle squeeze. This was going to be the first big time he actually opened up to the other like this, deep down Tilian felt it was the right time and now being as comfortable as he was around the demon he just knew he wouldn’t be judge for his ways..

“May I wear one of your bigger long sleeved shirts? If that’s alright?..” He purred softly.

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*playfully bites Stolas’ arm* :3 — @spxiledcauldron

"Hello cub," Stolas greets with a small smile and pets Tilian's head, "How are you, love?" The demon then goes to scratch under his chin lightly and hums.

It was always nice when the younger's in a good mood because Stolas never knew what exactly what to say or do when he isn't. Sure he's knowledgeable but he doesn't know much about how humans' minds work.

Stolas allowed Tilian to be affectionate, the feeling of the large beast's nuzzling against his hand and then chest had the taller chuckle in amusement. He didn't mind the other's actions, just taking it all in until that switch is flipped once again and this ends up miserable. Noticing wide golden eyes on him and witnessing the younger's slow blinks let the elder know that he's content, happy even.

One of many cats' body languages, slow blinking. That means they trust you.. He thought to himself.

With that in mind he glanced down to Tilian as soon as he heard the other speak in his head and he goes to ruffle the other's fur afterwards in acknowledgement to what was said. When he had a paw in his face, Stolas lets out a soft noise and gently grabs it before pulling it away to lightly squish one of his toe beans. He then listened to what else Tilian had to day and hums. "My door is always open for you, Tilian. Even on your worst days where you run off," Stolas murmured. "No one is perfect."

As the younger rolls over and went to the bush, Stolas remained where he was. Once Tilian had shifted and peeks from behind the tree, the demon takes off his jacket and holds it out for him while looking away. "That sounds nice," he said softly, "Now come put this on. Also, take your time on when and what you want to tell me, cub."

It was always so comforting when Stolas would tell him that he was still welcomed, he loved how understanding he could be. The shapeshifter smiles and doesn’t feel any kind of anxiety …he was, in a safe space.

Realizing he was standing there bare he shyly moves over to the jacket and hugs it around his body. “Thank you..” His voice was soft, quiet. Tilian loved how warm the jacket felt, it even smelled like Stolas and that made him purr.

“I think I’m ready..I wanna tell you about myself..” Tilian then steps beside the taller and nuzzles his face against his arm.

Seeing how shy Tilian had gotten due to being bare in front of him only amused the demon and just lets out a soft trill as soon as his coat had been taken. Looking over to the younger, Stolas folds his arms over his chest with a small smile. "You're very welcome, Till," he responds and watches as he wraps himself up in the coat with a slight head tilt. "Hm, someone's cozy." Hearing the purr had the older move slightly closer.

Just as he did, he saw Tilian had moved next to him and he reaches up to place a hand over the smaller's back. "Okay," he said softly while letting him nuzzle his arm, "But again, only tell me what you think you're ready to tell me."

“I can’t help it..your stuff is always comforting..and you smell nice..” He smiled slightly as he reached for the others hand, Tilian couldn’t help that he always felt the safest when the other was around..even on those bad days the demon was the only one he felt like he could be near. He’s smiling more now.

“Can..Can we go back to your place and just..talk?” He tilt his head slightly and purred feeling Stolas place a hand against his back.

Tilian closed his eyes for a moment and sniffed the air..no danger around..Opening those bright yellow eyes, he gave a small nod.

“I’m ready..”

*playfully bites Stolas’ arm* :3 — @spxiledcauldron

"Hello cub," Stolas greets with a small smile and pets Tilian's head, "How are you, love?" The demon then goes to scratch under his chin lightly and hums.

It was always nice when the younger's in a good mood because Stolas never knew what exactly what to say or do when he isn't. Sure he's knowledgeable but he doesn't know much about how humans' minds work.

Stolas allowed Tilian to be affectionate, the feeling of the large beast's nuzzling against his hand and then chest had the taller chuckle in amusement. He didn't mind the other's actions, just taking it all in until that switch is flipped once again and this ends up miserable. Noticing wide golden eyes on him and witnessing the younger's slow blinks let the elder know that he's content, happy even.

One of many cats' body languages, slow blinking. That means they trust you.. He thought to himself.

With that in mind he glanced down to Tilian as soon as he heard the other speak in his head and he goes to ruffle the other's fur afterwards in acknowledgement to what was said. When he had a paw in his face, Stolas lets out a soft noise and gently grabs it before pulling it away to lightly squish one of his toe beans. He then listened to what else Tilian had to day and hums. "My door is always open for you, Tilian. Even on your worst days where you run off," Stolas murmured. "No one is perfect."

As the younger rolls over and went to the bush, Stolas remained where he was. Once Tilian had shifted and peeks from behind the tree, the demon takes off his jacket and holds it out for him while looking away. "That sounds nice," he said softly, "Now come put this on. Also, take your time on when and what you want to tell me, cub."

It was always so comforting when Stolas would tell him that he was still welcomed, he loved how understanding he could be. The shapeshifter smiles and doesn’t feel any kind of anxiety …he was, in a safe space.

Realizing he was standing there bare he shyly moves over to the jacket and hugs it around his body. “Thank you..” His voice was soft, quiet. Tilian loved how warm the jacket felt, it even smelled like Stolas and that made him purr.

“I think I’m ready..I wanna tell you about myself..” Tilian then steps beside the taller and nuzzles his face against his arm.

*playfully bites Stolas’ arm* :3 — @spxiledcauldron

"Hello cub," Stolas greets with a small smile and pets Tilian's head, "How are you, love?" The demon then goes to scratch under his chin lightly and hums.

It was always nice when the younger's in a good mood because Stolas never knew what exactly what to say or do when he isn't. Sure he's knowledgeable but he doesn't know much about how humans' minds work.

Tilian purred happily and nuzzles his face against Stolas’ hand then his chest. He was content and happy, this was a different mood for the smaller but he allowed it to take its course. His big golden eyes looked up at Stolas and he blinked slowly before focusing on what he wanted to say.

‘Mm, Im well~ Fed myself and patrolled around. I just wanted to come back home to you..’ He pushed those words through his mind and hopefully the other could pick it up. Tilian lifted up one of his paws and lightly pressed his pawpads against Stolas’ face.

‘I’ve been thinking about my behavior..I’m ready to show you that I’ll behave and listen. I am sorry and hope that you’ll allow me back inside again.’

He rolled over and trotted over to a bush where he shifted back to his human form, peaking around the tree and gave a small smile.

“I want to..open up more to you, so that you can understand me better..”

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"Aren't you a cute little baby boy?" Myrkr crouched down to take a better look at the tiny panther. "Are you lost, baby? Where's your mama? You really shouldn't eat from the trash cans, you know?" Myrkr held his hand out for the animal to sniff. "I won't hurt you, promise."

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The small panther cub had gotten himself lost and wasn’t sure how to find his was back to his den, he didn’t have anyone else so it’s not like he had a family to get back to. As he fell from a trash can he jumped at the sound of a mans voice. As the other crouched down he hissed but it was small and weak, Tilian back himself up against the trash can.

‘Don’t hurt me ...’ His ears went flat and he was expecting something bad to happen...but, the man just stayed calm and talked gently..Even stated how he wasn’t going to hurt the cub. ‘I...I don’t have a mama...i’m alone...’ He thought.

Tilian waited a moment before he stepped forward and sniffed the man a few times, he smelt safe and the energy he gave off seem more protective than aggressive. The young cub let out a weak ‘meow’ and purred while nudging his head against the others hand.

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"Awww, you're such a cute little baby", Myrkr smiled as he gently scratched the cub's ear. "I could get you some proper food, huh? Buy you some meat in a nearby shop? Cook it a little?"

Myrkr was vegetarian, of course, but he was educated enough to know that felines ate meat, so he would buy it to make sure an animal wasn't starving.

"Contacting some specialists couldn't hurt either", Myrkr mused to himself. "How did you even end up here? Maybe someone bought you and you ran away? Well done, though. Panthers are not meant to be kept as pets."

The small cat purred as he felt the other scratch behind his ears, listening to the kind man he couldn’t help but let out a small ‘meow’. He wish he felt more comfortable to shift in front of the other, this man had no idea he was talking to a shapeshifter and not an actual wild cat.

When the man mentioned finding a specialist he lowered his ears and backed up a bit, shaking his head ever so slightly. Maybe that would give a hint that he could understand. ‘Please…no…no people…They’ll poke me…put me in a cage..’

Tilian didn’t like feeling so alone, but right now this man was the only one who’s ever showed kindness but would the little one trust him? He wasn’t sure but it had to be his only option since the other even offered feeding him and just then his stomach grumbled very loudly. Tilian whined and cried out, he meowed loudly and flinched as the sky rumbled..it was going to rain soon. The sound spooked the small feline and he ran off hiding behind the dumpster, thunderstorms were something he feared.

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Tilian sat there in silence as he watched Stolas, his cat-eats were poking out but they laid flat. For awhile now the shapeshifter was feeling a tad off, not himself..it had been a handful of months now since Tilian had stayed around with the demon. Gotten use to his rules, his voice, his scent and gentle touches when he felt like being loving. Oh..the way his fingers felt against his skin was like fire, but the warmth made him feel safe.

Tilian really did like Stolas...no matter how much trouble the cat-boy would cause, he just felt such a strong connection to the Demon Prince..but..It was all content til he started feeling like he was just to much extra work.

—Though all of this was so blissful to the shapeshifter, never in his life has someone allowed him to stay in their home or even take a chance to try and teach Tilian right from wrong..but Stolas did.

“I just..” He sighs. “I don’t know..I’m making a decision for myself and it’s hard..” Tilian looked up at the taller with his bright yellow eyes but then looked back down at his hands, fidgeting with each digit. “It might be time for me to leave...” It pained him to say it, but it was for the best. He didn’t feel like his attitude hadn’t gotten better; still swatting at Stolas and trying to bite when he’s angry..talking back when he knew he was wrong, and recently Tilian had been getting into fist fights with a few of the guards that were posted around.

Being provoked just because he was known as the problematic cat never went well.

He didn’t feel fixable.

“I...I truly have appreciate your patience though..I’m sorry to have cause so much annoyance being what I am..” His tail flicked and coiled around his waist, why did his chest have to feel so tight. He should have been used to running of and leaving by now...this time it felt much different.

“I just need some time to think...” ‘You don’t need my problems in your life..it’s better I’m gone before either of us gets attached.....’ He thought.