#r:zabu

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Zabulon & Hikaru

@darksideofseoul 

Having lived under Hikaru's roof for about a week, Zabulon was overwhelmed by how different his life had become. No more walking the street at night, no more being dirty and cold, no more starving and much less crying.

He was insecure, and questioned almost everything, was she sure this was okay? Was she sure he was allowed to do that? To be here? To get all of these things?

They were sitting in the livingroom in the evening, and he was sitting on the floor, leaning back against her legs sitting on the couch. "Can I sit like this?"

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@intergalacticxmisfits  liked to adopt, and recieved Zabulon

Zabu was truly overwhelmed with how much he had recieved lately. He still couldn't believe it half the time. Min was so lovely to him, he had a lot of trouble understanding why he deserved someone as good as him, but he was slowly but surely learning to love himself. "Are you sure I can have it?" He asked, holding the little parcel that he had been given early. "Is it really okay?"

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@fantasyisles said:

Duncan glanced up at Zabu as he felt the blanket being draped around him. “Thank you I didn’t realize I was shivering that badly. Would you like to  be  under the blanket also?” 

Zabu didn't have much to share in his little hidey-hole, but he did have one good blanket that didn't look too bad and was sort of warm. "It's okay if you need it alone, I'll be okay," he said softly, sitting down next to him.

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@its-paradise-baby​ said:

Wonshik was walking home from the club, the hot air mixing with the dampness of the rain and making for a rathe uncomfortable walk. He’d rolled his sleeves up in attempt to cool off, showing his tattoos in the process. He stopped when he saw a small form huddled against a building, getting soaked due to a lack of shelter. He walked over, holding his umbrella over the person sitting on the filthy ground. “Do you want me to walk you home? I’d hate for you to be stuck out here like this.”

Zabulon had given up this ight as a terrible, terrible time. his eyes were closed and he was wet and cold. He had no energy to go and find shelter, as he knew nowhere nearby. He had tried, he really had tried, to get into someone’s car, someone’s bed. Someone’s anything, to get some money, but he hadn’t been able to. Despite how malnourished he was, he seemed rounder than others, and he’d often heard from customers and hybrids alike, that it was a reason for his lack of traffic.

He was shivering, even though it was warm outside in addition to the rain, his hunger made him unable to keep warmth. A voice spoke, he looked up, blinking. The cold made hsi brain work slowly. “T-there’s nowhere to walk me to,” he said automatically. But then he widened his eyes. He saw tattoos on the arms of the stranger, and he had just noticed them. His face drained of all remaining color, and he was petrified, unable to move.

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@asy-kyuhyun said:

“Already waiting? Oh the poor soul, if I had known I would have come extra early,” he half chuckled, fixing his hair and collar slightly as they headed into the room. He knew that, if the younger had opted to wait here, he must be anxious to meet, as excitement like this always came with a bit of anxiety. Wanting to help him to feel calm, he was dressed in a collared shirt with a blue sweater, to look more calm and quiet.

Having been open about his disorder on the form, he wasn’t surprised to see the anxious looking man get up from the couch, looking a little jittery and nervous. Just hoping that he could help the younger to calm, he offered a wide smile to hear the tentative ‘hello’. “Hey, Zabulon, I’m Kyuhyun, it’s lovely to meet you, thank you so much for accepting my application and meeting me like this,” he said softly, before taking a seat opposite him on the couch to be able to talk. “Please don’t feel anxious and trapped, if you feel panicky I can step outside for a moment.”

Truth be told, the workers in the fascility had had to explain to Zabulon what Kyuhyun’s disorder was about- As he had little to no knowledge of the names of various mental disorders. Though it perhaps should have worried him, it didn’t worry him at all compared to what truly made him nervous.

Zabulon didnt get applications often. And he was always rejected in the end, because he was too much. Too whiny- Too weepy. Too much. And his anxiety was high- That this one wouldn’t like him either. “I f-feel okay, you don’t have to go! I’m sorry if I’m...” He took a deep breath. He wasn’t sure what to apologize for first. “I hope you’re not disappointed...”

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"Hi, I'm Kyuhyun, here for the appointment with Zabulon."

Sooyoung smiled and bowed to him and presented herself. “Zabulon is already waiting to meet you. Please don’t be alarmed- But he has been waiting for an hour- Not that you are late of course, but he was simply so excited he couldn’t wait.” 

She lead the way to the meeting room, where Zabulon was waiting. He was wearing his best sweater- The nicest looking one and he jumped to his feet when they entered. He was extremely nervous, and it was visible on his face.

Zabu had been worried about Kyuhyun being big and scary, but he didnt seem that way at all. Sure, he was taller, but he wasn’t imposing looking, and that made him a little calmer. “H-hello,” he said softly, as Sooyoung withdrew from the room to allow them some time alone.

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Suddenly winged (you pick the muse)

Send “Suddenly winged” for a starter where my muse has woken up one morning to find that they had sprouted a pair of wings during the night.

Sitting up in his tangle of blankets, Zabulon felt incredibly sleepy, his eyes heavy and his mind drowsy. The blankets were warm and soft and he didn't want to leave them, as he gazed around, sleepy. Then, something on his back moved, and he jumped. A strange, otherworldy experience of something moving... And he was controlling htem. He turned around, seeing the short, white, feathery wings on his back, letting out a loud shocked squeal.