limbical | peacock inbox / overflow;

peacock inbox / overflow;

audio / video / text / action

mating season profile

OPEN SEASON

@meow_wow
28 / male / bisexual / 8♢

About Photos Questions Personality Compatibility

Details

My Self-Summary

Back where I'm from, I was personally mentored by one of the best surgeons in the Kingdom of Rondon, who was a baron no less. Eventually, I also ended up serving as a combat medic for a war that just recently ended. As a result, I can't say I've had a lot of time exploring much in the way of hobbies, but I'll be glad to explore that kind of thing with people here. It's certainly much calmer by comparison.
My Future Plans

Difficult to say as we adjust to life in this resort, but right now I'm just interested in getting to know everyone else here and assuring we all have a pleasant time. I assure you, I'd like to see to it you have one.
My Talents

I used to work as a butler, so I have experiencing in mixing some pretty decent cocktails.

As much as I would love make people here a drink, I'd also enjoy showing how good I am with my hands. And, well, everything else, for the record.
Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food

Not much for books honestly; they put me to sleep better than any sedative. But I do like jazz and swing music, mystery films, and I favor beef wellingtons.
My Ideal Partner

I consider myself a flexible man, but I like someone with a quick wit.

Height 5'9" Body Type Lean, muscular Smokes Occasionally. Drinks Always a fan of an old-fashioned. Drugs No Sign Someone clarify this for me. Education I was personally mentored. Occupation Doctor Income Well right now that's questionable, isn't it. Children None Pets None Hobbies Mixing cocktails is pretty relaxing.

art credit: one. two. three. four. five.

01. WINE OR BEER
Wine.

.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
Mimes, because at least they don't talk.

.03 SHOWER OR BATH
Bath.

.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
Pirates, I guess.

.05 TITS OR ASS
Both.

.06 COFFEE OR TEA
Coffee.

.07 SPICY OR SWEET
Spicy. Never really got used to sweets.

.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
Summer.

.09 LEATHER OR LACE
Lace.

10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
Both.

Personality Type
ISFJ-T

ENERGY
83%
introverted

MIND
87%
observant

NATURE
71%
feeling

TACTICS
72%
judging

IDENTITY
68%
turbulent

personality test. art credit.

hover for rating.

game 52

GAME 52

♥
2 1 2 3 4

♥
3 1 2 3 4

♥
4 1 2 3 4

♥
5 1 2 3 4

♥
6 1 2 3 4

♥
7 1 2 3 4

♥
8 1 2 3 4

♥
9 1 2 3 4

♥
10 1 2 3 4

♥
J 1 2 3 4

♥
Q 1 2 3 4

♥
K 1 2 3 4

♥
A 1 2 3 4

♦
2 1 2 3 4

♦
3 1 2 3 4

♦
4 1 2 3 4

♦
5 1 2 3 4

♦
6 1 2 3 4

♦
7 1 2 3 4

♦
8 1 2 3 4

♦
9 1 2 3 4

♦
10 1 2 3 4

♦
J 1 2 3 4

♦
Q 1 2 3 4

♦
K 1 2 3 4

♦
A 1 2 3 4

♠
2 1 2 3 4

♠
3 1 2 3 4

♠
4 1 2 3 4

♠
5 1 2 3 4

♠
6 1 2 3 4

♠
7 1 2 3 4

♠
8 1 2 3 4

♠
9 1 2 3 4

♠
10 1 2 3 4

♠
J 1 2 3 4

♠
Q 1 2 3 4

♠
K 1 2 3 4

♠
A 1 2 3 4

♣
2 1 2 3 4

♣
3 1 2 3 4

♣
4 1 2 3 4

♣
5 1 2 3 4

♣
6 1 2 3 4

♣
7 1 2 3 4

♣
8 1 2 3 4

♣
9 1 2 3 4

♣
10 1 2 3 4

♣
J 1 2 3 4

♣
Q 1 2 3 4

♣
K 1 2 3 4

♣
A 1 2 3 4

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[The door opens, and Daan has his arms folded as he peers at Cloud for a moment. Ugh, no, wait, be mature.]

Hey yourself.

Come in. You want a drink?

No thanks. [ he responds, letting himself in gingerly, fingers raking through his own hair. he enters with all of the energy of a kicked dog. ]

...Well, go ahead. Say what you wanna say. I can tell you're angry.

...Well. I'm annoyed. And... being a jerk is... maybe my way of being prepared for the worst. ...I realize that's not really fair. So.

[Daan clears his throat.]

Sorry, first of all. And I wasn't really following why you weren't being truthful.

[He doesn't vocalize that he's worried, that maybe Cloud is embarrassed of him in some way. It's stupid, and Daan is ashamed of even thinking or feeling it. Cloud has reassured him time and again, and still these fears crop up. When will it stop?]

It's fine. I kind of deserved it, so.

[ he's self aware enough to know when he's being a dick, yeah. he had this one coming. ]

I... was embarrassed. Not of you, but... myself. And I guess I just-- didn't want people to think...

We were together. Or something like that. I know you've got stuff to do, so. ...It's fine.

I see.

[There's some relief in that, but--]

Just... because I have to reach my goal doesn't... [Daan trails off, and he closes his eye.] Would you hate that idea?

Huh?

[ he's lost. for a moment, he blinks, as if trying to parse what he's saying. ]

...Hate the idea of what?

[It's not a line he should cross. That's what he's convinced himself of time and again, even though he's perfectly aware of how Cloud probably feels about him. And certainly, along the way, Daan has fallen for him as well.

But it's creeped up anyway.]

...Us. You know.

[ it's not what he expects. for some stretch of time, cloud looks at him, lips parted as if he's on the cusp of saying something but relinquishes the words time and time again.

he lets the thought percolate, shifting around in place, eyes straying. then a slow shake of the head. ]

I-- thought you did.

[ he lapses into silence. ]

And I don't... have anyone left. Everyone's gone, and I just...

I don't know. I'm scared. Of caring about someone...of caring about anything.

[For a moment, Daan pauses to digest the implications of it all. Cloud's fears are understandable, of course they are.

Carefully, he steps closer, offering his hand.]

...Everyone. [Tifa, Zack, Aerith.] I see.

I'm sorry, Cloud. [Here he is, being an asshhole, and those precious to Cloud have disappeared.] I relate. ...I really do.

Sit with me? If... you want.

[ he does as he’s told — cloud settles next to him, fingers winding around daan’s, gingerly at first before his grip tightens into something more ironclad.

he leans against him, eyes idly running down the wall. ]

…Daan.

[ it’s quiet, for a moment. ]

…Why haven’t you left me yet?

[Though Daan hardly possesses the same kind of strength that Cloud does, he does squeeze back, his hold firm. As if the moment it weakens, the other man will slip away.

The question earns a pause, and he considers how best to answer.]

Was I supposed to? [The response comes out a bit more wry than intended.] Though to be honest... I'll admit I've had a similar question. Why hasn't Cloud left me? That kind of thing. So I do get it.

[Another pause, then Daan turns his head to look at him. With his free hand, he reaches to cup the side of Cloud's face, to turn so they're looking at each other.]

I have dozens of reasons. How much I care about you, need you -- how important you've become to me, because you're determined to make sure I'm cared for. Even when you're kind of a dick. You're lucky you're also somehow charming. And I know you're probably thinking of reasons for me to not give a damn about you, but I'm already going to say that those reasons just mean I want to help you however I'm able.

Regardless... there's just one important answer. One I've been scared to say. [And he doesn't want to admit why he's scared.] And I won't be offended if it's not mutual.

[Daan knows he's hell of a mess too.]

...I love you. So of course I wouldn't leave you, you fool.

[ it isn't unexpected by now -- the comfort, that is, the affirmation in the face of their respective struggles. daan has been steadfast and consistent in his support. so cloud's fingers still, gaze downcast, thoughtful as he speaks.

but then-- ]

H--

...Huh?

[ his head jerks up. his heart is beating in his ears. he blinks once, then twice, before shaking his head as if trying to acclimate to reality. a hand roams to the back of his head, picking and prodding at tufts of his own hair as if he's testing the limitations of his own lucidity. "is this real?" is what threatens to grit past his teeth, but it dies in his throat. ]

Daan, I...

[ he's-- never done this before. this song and dance, it's all so foreign to him; he'd imagined it for himself long ago, but wrote it off as a distant possibility, far and few.

so cloud does not respond. not initially. he looks to him, shellshocked for a good moment, entirely quiet, the blues of his eyes wide and fierce.

before his hands part from his, and they're both cupping his cheeks carefully, thumbing over skin. slowly, he kisses him. ]

[The response Cloud as initially is something that he finds himself deeply relating to. The sheer shock of it, that it feels like it should be impossible to be loved after so long. So he looks at the other man patiently, understanding, simply knowing that terrible lonely sensation.

And it is met with a kiss. Quietly, Daan tells himself he will endeavor to make sure Cloud never has to question. That he'll never wonder or hesitate to acknowledge he is loved.

A hand gently ruffles through that hair that Daan is so fond of, the other cradling Cloud's pretty face as he firmly returns the kiss even as his own lips tremble.

In a way, he also can't quite believe it.]

[ he feels that tremble -- faintly, against his own, fingers tracing down the curvature of his jaw. the kiss intensifies, and cloud eases into him slowly, pulling him in further. want propels his movements, makes him steadfast and steely in what he desires.

he doesn't know how to say the words. not the way daan does. but for his sake, he tries. ]

...Me too.

[ daan already knew, but-- ]

I... I feel the same way. [ a pause. ] I don't think...anything could change that.

[It's kind of cute, actually, that Cloud struggles to say it back, almost stumbling through it. But he understands, he really does, especially when it seems like saying the words might somehow shatter everything you've coveted. Daan places his hand over Cloud's, gently squeezing.

Besides-- yes, he already knew. He's known for awhile, even if Daan's own personal fears and anxieties made him reluctant to bridge it all together until now. He's still afraid, but he's trying to overcome it.]

...Then, I'll try to worry less. It's not that I doubt you. [Daan doubts himself.]

When this is all over, somehow... I do want to go with you, Cloud.

[ cloud breathes in sharply — his fingers are rigid against daan’s, grasping for purchase, as if it to keep affirming this is real. ]

I… still have the ring.

[ ??? ]

I mean, I’m not— saying… we should get hitched, just…

[ his gaze slowly casts back up to daan’s. ]

I guess– we’re…uh, a thing now, right? So we could… keep them. For when we go home together.

Well. ...You know that I do, too. So, I'm happy to keep holding onto mine. Wonder if the enchantment on them still works? Hm.

[Gently, he brushes his knuckles over the side of Cloud's face.]

I'd like to be a thing, if you're okay with that. I have no illusions about this place and I understand that... shit's still going to happen. That's how it is.

But yes. I'd like that.

[Going home, that's an interesting thing to think about. That Daan will have a home at all to go to.]

[ those vestiges of warmth is intoxicating — somehow, he’ll never tire of the sensation of daan’s skin against his. he kisses him again, even if it’s a gingerly motion, fingers smoothing over his own like sand. ]

…Okay.

[ a nod of the head. ]

I’ve… never done this before. But… I want you. All of you. With me… for good.

[ he doesn’t know how to say i love you, but— ]

It’s hard… to imagine my life without you in it. I don’t… think I could go back to that.

[Wryly, he says:] You may not have done this before, but I don't think it changes that much between us. It just kind of has a label now.

[like, they were already going on dates and all, now they're just kind of more honest about the nature of it all]

You... make me feel like I'm worth something. I want this, I really do.

That obvious, huh?

[ he’s embarrassed, sure… but there’s an undercurrent of amusement too. ]

You are. You’re… worth a lot. I… [ … ] don’t… wanna mess this up. And…

I don’t… want to lose you. Scares me like hell just thinking about it.

You're not the most subtle man in most cases, Cloud. Which isn't a bad thing. [And when Daan does doubt, it's because of his own insecurities -- not because of Cloud, necessarily. Something even Daan recognizes.]

I'm very good at surviving. Trust me on that much. So long as I have something to live for, I will fight tooth and nail to hold onto it.

[He never dreamed he'd have new reasons to live, to endure. Especially to find those reasons in this damned resort, of all places.]

...Ugh.

[ it's fine. whatever! it got him this far. cheeks flushing, cloud leans in -- lets his lips graze against daan's, a small peck pressed to his mouth. ]

You're... [ he swallows. ] my boyfriend. Remember that -- when shit gets going... when things get hard.

So long as I'm here, you'll always have someone on your side.

[Hearing the term boyfriend somehow ends up making him blush fiercely, his head ducking into the kiss. This is different than anything with Elise, which is a different matter he isn't going to examine right now.

Instead, he finds himself leaning into Cloud, placing his arms around him as he rubs his forehead against the other man's shoulder. Definitely not a cat shut up]

...You too, you know. And the reason why I'll give you my entire focus, my entire attention when you need it.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

peacock inbox / overflow;

Details

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject