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Started September 13, 2021 by @Skylark

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Just feeling the need for some wholesome fluff, maybe with a little soft smut on the side.
I really just want something feel-good and am open to pretty much any plotline. If it comes to the point of smut, that will obviously move to dms. I will post my character and a blank sheet, just reply or dm me if you're interested!!

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Name: Damien Faust

Age: 22

Sexuality: gay

Physical Appearance: 5’10; pale; stormy grey eyes with long dark lashes; curly black hair that goes just past his ears;

Clothing: black or white button-down with a sweater (casual) or apron (work); usually wears dark cool tones; always wearing black chuck taylors; silver rings and earrings; leather wristband with his older brothers birthday stamped on it

Personality: Trust Issues; loyal to a fault to a select few; always humming; snarky but can be sweet to those he genuinely cares about

Family: parents (disowned him), younger sister, older brother (deceased), older cousin

Occupation: student, writer, and barista at The Cauldron cafe

Skills: singing, taekwondo, latte foam art, baking

Name: Wesley Hawthorne

Age: 21

Sexuality: gay

Physical Appearance: 5'6, pale skin, blue eyes, and light blond fluffy hair that falls in curls to the name of his neck. He has soft features and a Splattering of freckles across his skin.
Clothing: typically wear loose fitting clothes that hands off the shoulder. He loves sweaters and anything fluffy since it helps him keep warm. Wears a pair of glasses almost all the time
Personality: old gentle soul. He's never really been one to want to stand out despite his appearance. He likes people well enough but has always found it hard to grow romantically attached to anyone. He will melt for any animal
Family: Mother - Jacie. Never knew his father. Little sister - Val. Husky named Jax
Skills: drawing, playing the violin, writing
Occupation: head publisher at a small indie company
Other: sometimes connects his freckles on his arm when he's bored

(here's a starter! I'm assuming this is going to be modern fantasy.)
Wesley had always been an early riser, even when he was small, he'd sneak out of bed with his little parasol to the rooftops of the apartment building his family lived in just to see the sunrise. Since he couldn't be out in sun much because of his albinism, Wes cherished each and every morning and dusk where he could enjoy the warmth withough causing issues to his delicate body. Even now as he prepared breakfast, Wes would pause every now and then to appreciate the firey hues he'd come to love from the tinted windows of the apartment he now lived in. With a peaceful sigh, he crouched down and set a bowl of food in front of the husky at his feet. He gently rubbed his sleepy head and smiled softly. "Poor thing, all sleepy." He murmured softly, letting out a laugh as Jax licked his chin, then sniffed his shoulder. Wes gently nudged his dog's snoot away and pulled at his sleeve so that his oversized shirt didn't rub the claiming bite mark, starkly bruised against his white skin. He smiled faintly and shook his head, remembering far too well last night's events. With a breathy laugh, Wes went back to making a normal breakfast, chopping vegetables and ham and cracking eggs into a pan and stirring gently until they fluffed up nicely. He hummed softly as he prepared a few plates on a tray as well as some mugs full of coffee. Once the eggs were fully cooked, he put them onto a plate and brought over the tray to the bedroom, nudging open the door.

Damien woke up slowly, coming to awareness bit by bit. The first thing he noticed was that he felt warm and more comfortable than he had waking up in months. The second was that he was not in his own bed. That shook him awake quickly before the events of the night before came back to him and he settled down with a smile. Taking a deep breath, he could smell his mate everywhere. His mate. Damien had a mate. He was near giddy at the thought, and his hand flew up to feel the fresh claiming mark. How had he gotten so lucky? He was mated to the most wonderful male he had ever met, he never thought he could be so happy. Staring out the window, he smiled softly before getting up and tugging on a pair of sweatpants and going to the restroom. As he was about to settle back in bed, the door creaked and he looked over with a warm smile. "Morning, mon estello."

Wes smiled back, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he breathed in their scent, mingling from the night before and turning into into something undeniably them. It also didn't help that Damien was half dressed. He carefully set the tray down on the bed and settled in beside his mate. Mate. Wes had never thought in an eternity he would ever find himself someone he'd love enough to want to have as a partner, let alone, bond with so fiercely and call them a mate. He thought it even less when he had first met Damien. He pressed a sweet kiss to Damien's cheek, smiling satisfyingly when he grazed a light hand over his matching claiming mark. "Morning mon Coeur." He murmured in reply, glancing up as his dog trotted over to join them. He chuckled lightly and ruffled Jax's head "and here I thought you were sleepy." He mused, wrapping the blankets around them both and curling up next to Damien, closing his eyes and breathing him in. "I hope you know this is all I plan to do today." He murmured with a smirk, taking a plate and begining to eat. "Sleep well?"