Tag: roleplay

Enyo wandered the forest with a small smile on his face, since the storm he had erected a cottages which was small on the outside but big inside so that it didn’t damage the surroundings. It was made of magic technically so no humans would stumble upon his home. He still didn’t have a name nor face for the forest deity, he was just very thankful for permission to stay. @crushed-starrdust

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Elvin was very happy having Enyo here. It was just nice, and the animals of the forest were peaceful around him as well. They didn’t mind the little cottage, as well as visiting there. As long as Enyo was peaceful and kind, nothing and no one living in this forest would bother Enyo.

Elvin liked watching Enyo sometimes, rarely talking to him again -staying hidden most of the time, though not so that Enyo couldn’t see him if he would try.

The deity was currently on a small clearing, tending to some flowers. Humming some melodies he remembered as he helped them grow, and made sure no weeds would kill the little flowers.

“I feel the need to bow.” He mumbled scanning the glade. He understood clearly why this gorgeous place needed to be protected. He would join the effort to protect them. “I hope so too:”

Elvin stood beneath his tree, smiling as he laid a hand on it, looking up into the dark foliage above. There was one “scar” on the tree, by now long since been filled with the tree’s resin. It looked like someone had tried to chop it down, but only got two or three chops in before stopping.

Elvin turned back to Enyo, smiling brightly. “I’m really glad you like it here! Please feel free to come here whenever you wish to.”.

Flowers of your pain

“Not a lot.”, Markus replied. “I just stayed with Arthur most of the time. Listening to him talk. It’s nice.”. He was very content just listening to Arthur speak to him, especially when he didn’t feel like talking himself. And Arthur made sure to ask him if he wanted to talk about anything from time to time as well.

Flowers of your pain

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“Hey.”, Markus greeted, smiling softly. He was comfortably sitting in Arthur’s lap, his brother’s arms around his middle and his chin resting on Markus’ lap, a book in his lap he was reading.

“Just wanted to tell you that I’m okay.”, he said, voice soft and quiet.

“Oh I’m really glad” he told him softly as he couldn’t help a smile slipping into his face. He sat down on the couch and pulled up his legs comfortably.

“Mh. I called Arthur, and he came over. He’s a big help.”, he told Daniel softly. He hoped he wouldn’t be mad. But they weren’t together, so he shouldn’t be, right? And it was his brother after all. He still hoped Daniel wouldn’t get mad.

Flowers of your pain

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Markus had slept so much throughout the day, he wasn’t really tired once it got late. And he wanted to be awake for Arthur too, and he was more than happy when he was finally here and he could cling to him and let him carry him around.

Arthur took care of his wrists, cleaning them and making sure they wouldn’t reopen too easily again, having to stitch a few cuts, before bandaging it up again. All while talking to and with Markus. He cleaned up all the bloody things as well, and Markus was more than happy to sleep curled on on his brother.

Daniel woke up the next day and went to clean his house since he hadn’t have time for that while he was working.

Markus was very content having Arthur around. Even though he really didn’t feel well, his brother knew how to take care of him and help him feel better. It was really nice.

Some time in the afternoon, he called Daniel. He wanted to let him know he was okay.

Flowers of your pain

Markus had slept so much throughout the day, he wasn’t really tired once it got late. And he wanted to be awake for Arthur too, and he was more than happy when he was finally here and he could cling to him and let him carry him around.

Arthur took care of his wrists, cleaning them and making sure they wouldn’t reopen too easily again, having to stitch a few cuts, before bandaging it up again. All while talking to and with Markus. He cleaned up all the bloody things as well, and Markus was more than happy to sleep curled on on his brother.

Flowers of your pain

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“Bye.”, Markus waved a little after Daniel, listening to him leave. He felt bad about making him leave, but he felt like he should do what he felt was the best option, and not keep Daniel happiest. Even though he had the urge to tell him to stay anyways, uncaring about himself.

But once he heard the front door close, he searched for his phone, so he could call Arthur.

Daniel drove home then, getting into a warm and relaxing tub and closed his eyes. He loved just chilling and relaxing while he was in the tub.

Markus stayed on the phone with Arthur for two hours, talking about everything that happened. He asked Arthur to come visit and stay with him for a while, mostly because he really needed him. He knew Daniel would stay with him too if he asked, but… he just trusted Arthur a far more.

Flowers of your pain

“Bye.”, Markus waved a little after Daniel, listening to him leave. He felt bad about making him leave, but he felt like he should do what he felt was the best option, and not keep Daniel happiest. Even though he had the urge to tell him to stay anyways, uncaring about himself.

But once he heard the front door close, he searched for his phone, so he could call Arthur.

Draw on me

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Markus didn’t know when Agnes drew back, but he made sure not to go over the areas he had drawn at already, in case she was there and wanted to draw back to him as well. He’d ask Arthur before bed if she had definitely. He didn’t want to keep him from work too much again with bothering him about Agnes and the messages.

Markus stopped when his arm and hand where fully covered, and he couldn’t find spots to draw on anymore. He didn’t want to draw on his second arm too, so instead he used his time to listen to his podcast.

Agnes fell asleep again at one point, then woke up in time to eat something. She spent some time looking at her arms and appreciating what happened. After a while, she got up and washed off the ink on her left arm, then sat back down and hummed softly to herself as she looked outside.

Markus had decided to let Arthur write on his right arm, to ask Agnes to tell him when she’s landed and if she’s okay. He wanted to know if everything went alright, and how he had to think about the time difference.

Flowers of your pain

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“Really?..”, Markus leaned back slightly, so he could look at Daniel. Even though he couldn’t see anything.
“I.. I would’ve thought you’d just be annoyed at me… or.. you know.”, he shrugged lightly, mumbling. He had never thought his soulmate would be worried about him and all the flowers.

“I’ll be. I won’t hurt me.”, Markus promised softly, head resting on Daniel’s shoulder again. He felt better, so he really hoped he wouldn’t have the need to hurt himself again. And since he’d call Arthur anyways, he was sure he’d be fine.

Daniel was relieved at that and stayed for a few more hours before he looked at his watch. “I guess it’s time for me to leave. It’s getting late Markus” he told him softly.

“Okay.”, Markus replied quietly. He enjoyed just cuddling with Daniel and doing nothing, it was nice.

He carefully climbed off of Daniel and settled on the bed next to him, watching the other with blind eyes.