Rating: General Audiences
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: M/M
Fandoms: New Gods (Comics) DC Comics
Relationships: Lightray/Orion (DCU) Orion & High Father
Characters: Orion (DCU)High Father (DCU)
Additional Tags: Love Confessions, Pining, Self Loathing, Canon - Comics, Dialogue-Only
Collections: Fourth World Week 2025
Words: 749
“What should I do with him, father? His presence, it soothes me, as well as shames me. His light banishes darkness, but I fear it will not touch the shadowed chambers within me. ‘Gentle darkness’ is what he calls me, like the fall of shadows at twilight! Gentle! Me! He calls me gentle and it makes me believe that perhaps my hands may hold more than a weapon - that they may be used for mirth, and might hold his hand and touch his skin with as much assurance and comfort as they do a spear. But then the drums of battle pound with the beat of my heart and his gentle touch burns me and I recoil. I fear that if he and I met on the battlefield as enemies I would never turn from his touch, but would greet it with vision unclouded - even though he would wound me, even if I may fall at his strike. To die under his searing light would be a death I would accept and welcome with grace, and maybe it would finally cast away the shadows that infect me. But in this life he is my friend, he is the shining light of New Genesis who found comfort in me - a beast from Apokolips. There is no fight in which I would flee from, no weapon intimidating, no opponent which I would balk at meeting, but Lightray’s love, his touch - it frightens me, father. We stain each other, but in ways that taint only one. What should I do with him?”