my black swan - onision

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ONISION M.F.

— WHEN WE'RE IN YOUR BED

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the ascendants
- lunar lieutenant
mentors watson
10 months old

physically varies
easy to piss off

demihomosexual
homoromantic

tsundere asshole
dating alexander

were-vampirism
known to shift into aloysius

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He's not safe enough for you to be able to stay around for much longer, Host.

Aloysius' voice rang out in the chocolate felidae's head, and Onision seemed to space out for a moment, his single cold iris going blank for a bit as he listened. "I can handle myself just fine. If something happens, you can take over." Oni responded to the male mentally, outwardly rolling his eyes before he kicked back into reality. With a few more blinks of his eye, Onision focused back on Victor. What was he talking about? Ooh, yeah. The Typhoon, him going on a 'jog'.

"Right, right. Jog. My bad, man." Oni snickered audibly, rolling his shoulders as he stood up, standing atop a stone not too far off, testing his weight on it idly. "So? Do you like it there? You haven't crawled back to the Ascendants yet, so I'm assuming so." Onision meowed, his tail twitching in amusement. How did people even socialize with others? He was terrible at this. It sounded like he was interrogating the poor dude.

all you give me is a heartbeat —

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