forum "Now I know it's insane--" "I get to walk around shirtless and literally live in the lap of luxury? Where do I sign?" /Male OxOxO romance/ closed! / 16+only

Started October 03, 2020 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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Ooooooo, I love him!!

(Aaaaa, if be play with you joining if @WoodlandCryptid is, but if not we could totally do another one on one if you want? the last time I tried this prompt it had been poly too)
(i also feel that, I've got 25+ in public and private in total…)

I don't mind!! Me and Whisp keep running into eachother

(This just got even better… (Tbh I would hop in too if I was any good at group RPs…. but I learned early that I'm not so… stalking))

(gasps in offense Not good at RPing?? LIES.)

I'm so jazzed!!

Name: Dragomir Son of Firth
Nicknames: Mir
Age: 22
Gender: Male (can actually change genders but prefers being Male)
Sexuality: Homoflexible
Race: half human half Fae
Looks:

• peepers: bright magenta with purple flecks
• Hair: white blond
• Face: an angular but soft face.
• Body: athletic but in a speedy, light build. He was a scout and occasional spy in the battlefront.
• Height: 5’ 7”
• General weight: 125 lbs.
• Typical Cloths: a light grey wrap tunic belted with a braided leather belt with rose quartz beads woven in, loose dull-purple harem pants with slits up the side., (No that was not supposed to be a pun, allusion, or anything like that), and soft leather moccasin-like shoes with fur lining the insides.
• Work clothes: dark, rather tight-fitting shirt and pants with sturdy stompy weather clompers with small spikes on the soles to help grip trees, fences, or walls as he climbs them.
• relaxing cloths (if applicable): a loose shirt with strings tying it closed from the front, and pants that flare slightly at the hem.
• Distinguishing Marks: Irish swatches of freckles all across his body, mainly cluster on his face, shoulders, thighs, forearms, and back of his neck. A scar runs down his back, but isn’t deep, but does have a deep scarred wound on his upper right arm which makes it hard for him to use that arm, which was very unfortunate as he was right handed.

Personality: slightly excitable and frequently flits around (no he has no wings, it’s metaphorical) when he’s unsure of what to do, honestly acts like a little puppy and can get clingy, but is also smart as a whip and will easily beat people in debates or battles of wit. Honestly a bit of a fem boy. When he’s attacked or has PTSD flashbacks, he becomes aggressive and wild.
Background: Was born in the outskirts of a city to a Fae mother and human father and his mother left when he was younger due to her colony head recalling her from outside contact. His father was incredibly saddened by this, but took care of Mir until he went missing after going out into the woods to gather herbs for the apothecary he ran. Just days after the incident, Dragomir was drafted into the military and sent to the western front lines, where he lost himself in battle and learned to turn off his emotions when necessary and become cold and calculating, but this only happens when he’s absorbed in a mission.
Likes: bees (because they remind him of Fae colony and hence his mother), flitter-flutter sky rhythmancers, flowers and herbs, baking, shiny things, and singing. Also eavesdropping on the higher-ups.
Dislikes: isolation, silence, being lectured, flying stingywingies, and cruelty.
Strengths: his agility and speed as well as his empathy.
Weaknesses: also his empathy which he can’t turn off unless he’s in a survive or die situation, his nosiness, and his struggle to tell lies, which led to him easily being able divert conversation, and avoid answering questions straight.
Fears: being abandoned, crawler octobrawlers, and being useless.
Pets?: Well, there’s a tiny black capped chickadee that kept following him around and he accidentally brought it back with him when he was discharged for his injury. Their name is Angel.
Powers?: can tell if people are telling lies, reading emotional auras, and can manipulate people’s emotions. (Usually just uses it to soothe troubled minds)
Other: Always wears a strange necklace with a tiny rose carved from an emerald with two tiny gold disc charms on either side with a symbol embossed on them that is unrecognizable.

(I am!!
Hey Whisp, do you think they met before? Dali probably saw him and went "Ah yes, another one with fae human syrup, I'm going to be his friend" )