The Shadow of Winter

[immortalrose]

WHO: Augustine & whomever joins (open prompts below)
WHERE: Throughout most of Stygia (the Barrens, The Harbors, and maybe a few other locations.)
WHEN: December catch-all & event prompts
WHAT: Winter was never his favorite time of the year, especially since the winter always seemed to last forever.
WARNINGS: Mentions of self-harm, suicide ideations, possible violence, and maybe cuddling?

[ Hey, folks! I'm still on hiatus but I wanted to put up a few prompts for this month's event. I'll be tagging in and out throughout the week, so please be patient. If you would like to plot with me, feel free to drop me a DM or hit me up on devillady. I'm always more than happy to make a starter or two. So don't be shy. Also, you're welcome to make your own starters as well. ]


PLOTTING 🌹 EVENT🌹 WILDCARD

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[terraria]

( he really does try not to laugh. for augustine to seem so baffled is just a little funny - not even in a bad way. it's charming. aspen straightens just a bit, but only so he can look up at the dhampir from his resting spot. silver lashes lower. )

I'm always certain of what I want.

( while there's nothing in his tone to indicate his words mean more than their surface meaning, aspen can tell that augustine could connect the dots - to realize that yes, aspen is being forward because he wants him, and yes, he does mean it. )

However.

( his smile lessens a bit, but his fond understanding is earnest, friendly. )

I understand if you have no interest. Although I am aware of the pixies and their tricks, I do not want to put you in a bad position or twist your arm.

[immortalrose]

[Has anyone ever told Aspen that he’s utterly gorgeous? Augustine has the mind to do so but he falters at the last minute. He doesn’t really know what to say, especially since this is a rather unusual situation. Augustine doesn’t know too many people who want to stand next to him, nevertheless kiss him. This is quite awkward but it’s a pleasant kind of awkward. He suspects that the fairies are behind this phenomenon but something tells him that Aspen is being genuine here. After all, the little dove seems so earnest about it.

That’s why Augustine eventually caves in. There’s nothing wrong with a little kiss, is there?]

You consider this to be a bad position?

[He teases before leaning gently brushing his knuckles over the curve of Aspen’s cheek. ]

Only a fool would pass up on the opportunity, my dear angel.

[And with that, he leans down to give Aspen a chaste little peck on the lips. Just as he suspected, Aspen’s lips are almost as soft as his feathers. His lips are warm against the chill of the night. A soothing balm against the cold that still clings to Augustine. He wishes he could bask in Aspen warmth for the rest of this evening. However, that’s a luxury he doubts he can afford. ]

[terraria]

Some would.

( he leans against that touch with his eyelashes fluttering shut, soaking in the affection as if he were starved for it. he opens his eyes again to say something, but augustine had already taken the moment to move - and his vision is obscured by violet and red.

he ignores 'angel', even though it's hard. he tamps down that silent panic, knowing that for so many here, it's a compliment - not a brand of villainy. instead, he focuses on the firm body leaning over him, and he relishes in it, digging his fingers into augustine's shoulder. it's over too soon.

aspen puffs his cheeks out in an utterly childish pout, the very picture of indulgence - the image of someone who wants... )

More.

( and he chases after augustine's lips, tilting his chin up. his kiss is firmer - more insistent. confident, in every sense of the word. )

[immortalrose]

More?

[He mutters just seconds before Aspen suddenly pulls him into another kiss. If Augustine wasn't flustered before, then he's definitely flustered now. The dhampir lets out a surprised gasp once Aspen suddenly claims his lips. Aspen's insistence captures him by surprise, especially since he never thought the young man was interested in him. Then again, Augustine is typically oblivious of such things.

Affection isn't his strongpoint, after all. However, he seems willing to let Aspen lead this kiss judging from how he relaxes into the kiss. He lets Aspen set the pace for now but judging from the faint swipe of his tongue, he wants to deepen it. Augustine lets his hands wander through Aspen's silky tresses as they kiss under the mistletoe.

He's completely oblivious of the snickering of the invisible pixies nearby but their childlike giggle can be heard.]

[terraria]

( he gently curls his fingers into augustine's coat as he holds onto him, enjoying the warmth that blossoms between them.

this is nice. when he parts, aspen's face is delicately rosy, and his smile is soft and quiet. unlike his boundless smiles and stalwart brightness, this is softer - a snow flurry, suspended in a soft breeze. )

It's nice, to choose people without any pressure for once.

( his voice grows huskier, fond to the point of overfilling a heart. he's happy. he won't understate that. he meets augustine's eyes, and despite his words, no shame or apology is really in his eyes. )

My apologies. I got carried away.