Not getting a fancy gala mission hurts twice as much when you romance wyll I think
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Not getting a fancy gala mission hurts twice as much when you romance wyll I think
A new character for a Waterdeep campaign I'm playing with friends, Shadar-kai Oath of Conquest Paladin Volya Rosznar, local spoiled noble dude that wants to write his name in history, fight people and conquer realms and bring his family's name back from the mud. While also sneering and talking in weird metaphors in a dark lit room to himself, and teleporting behind his enemies
today is volyas birthday ! volya is a vampire that works as a trauma surgeon in a human hospital and enjoys his job a little too much . in the past he got wrapped up in the vampire underground developing living weapons , but he stole said living weapons and is raising them as his own children . he is being tormented by his childhood friend , valentine
Such tenderness that Conor was not used to. Volya had told him this before. He never had to think about it, because he would never die. But he was hearing the words like he was being told them for the first time. Once, this had been sharing information, stating fact. Now, this was a confession, and an invitation to be Volya's weakness.
One hand wrapped around Volya's thigh, the other reached for his jaw. "I'm immortal." he reminded, fingers scratch at the under side of Volya's leg, feeling his skin affectionately. "I'm also a crazy person. I want your name on me because you own me. I want you, Volya. I don't want to exist without you. Are you sure you want that with me? If I put my name on you... you'll never find a normal, nice person to be with, because then you'll be mine."
Volya listened, watching Conor's hand glide across his skin. Those hands had touched him more than a hundred times. Safe, reliable, strong hands. He loved them. The sensation was just as exquisite when he raised his knee, inviting more of his touch.
"Why would my heart seek anyone else?" He cradled Conor's hand against his jaw, thumb slowly stroking. "The one you love is mortal. This ending is going to hurt. But... this is the contract of love." The question was already there. One Conor had side-stepped just a moment ago. It was silly; they knew the truth.
"Will you be my life mate?"
Was hit with a sudden idea on how to tackle this old fakemon concept, and I'm quite happy with the results for now! Could probably use a little extra work to simplify some stuff, but the tea/samovar elephant has finally been completed!
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woeeew thanks for the attention on my last post gang!!! I’ll post more KinitoPET art since I actually was able to draw him in a style I wanted to do!! For now take sprites of my beloved oc: Volya
happy birthday to me, from my OCs.
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Volya and Isaac chibis because I"ve missed drawing this AU for them