forum "I am the darknesss-" "GET OFF THE COUNTER YOU'RE GONNA BREAK A LEG" // Vampire Romance // OxO // Closed!!

Started August 28, 2020 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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Rafael closed and locked the front door before wrapping his arms around the other. “Who was that?” He asked, worried by how shaken Arien seemed.

"He's… Astral," Arien said softly. "He's the… t-the god of the sun."

That alone would be enough to explain why Arien wouldn’t like him. “Why was he looking for Elliot?” He asked.

"Elliot… always said he was one of the god's souls, but I don't know what all that means," Arien said softly. "He said… the god gave him his powers?"

((Got it uwu))

Of course, Rafael didn’t seem to have any better idea of what it all meant than Arien did. “What do you think Elliot did to make him mad?”

"I don't know," Arien admitted softly. "I'm worried…" The vampire kept his head tucked close, holding onto Rafael for a moment.

“It’s gonna be okay..” Rafael reassured, hugging Arien tightly. He just hoped the god wouldn’t come back.

Arien hugged back, keeping his head tucked close. He tensed as there was another knock at the door, head going up.

Rafael was almost afraid to answer the door, holding Arien a bit tighter and waiting to see if the person on the other side would announce themselves.

"Arien?" A voice said softly. Arien seemed to relax at that, letting go of Rafael slowly before moving over to the door and opening it.
It was a god, but not the one from before. This one had hair that seemed to mimic the galaxy, a moon above his head.
"Marcos," Arien said, voice full of relief before hugging the god in front of him.

Rafael was able to relax slightly at seeing Arien’s reaction to the god at their door. He hovered anxiously behind Arien. This was still pretty overwhelming for him.

Arien pulled back after a moment, taking Rafael's hand in his and giving it a light squeeze.
"I came as soon as I could," Marcos said, stepping into the home and closing the door behind him.
"Rafael, this is Marcos, god of the Moon," Arien introduced. "Marcos, this is Rafael, my lover." Marcos offered a small smile.
"It's nice to finally meet you."

“Nice to meet you as well.” Rafael said, being able to calm down now. Marcos definitely just had a better vibe than Astral did.

Some gods just vibe better, and any of them could do so compared to Astral.
Marcos offered his hand for a handshake, Arien still by Rafael's side.
"I'm sorry I couldn't stop him from just bursting in," The god said, voice apologetic.

Rafael shook the god’s offered hand. “It’s alright. We’re both okay, so all things considered it definitely could’ve been a lot worse.”

"Yes, indeed," Marcos said, letting out a small sigh. He knew just how bad it could be. Arien rested his head on Rafael's shoulder for a moment before offering for them to go further to the living room with his hand.

Rafael moved back closer to Arien’s side again, taking his lover’s hand in his.

Arien gave Rafael's hand a light squeeze, moving to lead him and Marcos to sit down in the living room.
"I'm to take it you don't know much about the pantheon?" Marcos asked.

Rafael shook his head. “No sir, I don’t.” He said, being polite mostly out of respect. Marcos was a god, after all.

"A-Ah, there's no need for that, really," Marcos said quickly when Rafael addressed him as 'sir.' "And I can understand why, this place is far from any temples and the pantheon is not as well-received as it once was."

Rafael nodded in response, leaning into Arien’s side slightly. He could sort of put together the pieces on why Arien had reacted so differently to the two gods.

Arien moved his arm to have it around Rafael, rubbing small circles against his lover's arm with his thumb.
"Well, the most you'll really need to know is that it would be best to try to avoid Astral, especially when he gets made. Just… give him what he wants, and you'll be fine."

Rafael nodded. “We’ll make sure to do that.” Astral didn’t seem like someone you wanted to be on the bad side of. But if Elliot did show back up…would they really be able to just kill him?

"Good. I'll offer help when I can… What is it he was here for this time?" Marcos folded his hands in his lap, hair over one shoulder. Arien tensed at the question, looking down.