Kiss me again
Kiss me until I am sick of it
Darkness had swallowed Beqanna whole, monsters ruled the land, and almost as quickly as it begun the Light had burst back through and restored magic and peace to the lands. Everyone had been affected, had suffered in some way, had struggled. Everyone except for him. Obscene could give two shits about the world around him and had chosen to spend most of his time hazed out on whatever hallucinogenic plants he could find or whatever amber nectar that the fairies had leftover from trying to deal with fixing all the drama at the time. He kept his head low, out of it for most of it, and therefore really couldn’t remember much of the events that had taken place recently.. or over the past few years honestly.
There’s a headache forming between his glowing crimson eyes and he squints in the brightness, wishing they would just go turn all the lights back off again. Long tendrils of raven forelock fall across his face. He’s beautiful, unscarred and pristine, and he knows it. Stumbling slightly in the open field, a snarl turning his perfect face into something cruel and ugly as he snaps at someone just passing through, sending out a back hoof in a nasty kick as an afterthought. ”Watch it.” He warns while already heading into the opposite direction, seeking shade and possibly some water. Hydrating helps a hangover right?
He hadn’t always been like this. The perfect son born to well respected parents. Tantalize and Offspring had wanted him, loved him. But his father wasn’t around nearly as often as he should have been. And his mother apparently had always been unsure about raising her children, taking a more hands off approach when it came to parenting. They gave him everything he could dream of: a good lineage, a home, even a purpose if he wanted it. The blood of rulers thrummed in his veins. But what he had needed was affection and attention, not left by himself with only the local fauna for company. It had been lonely. The few times he had encountered anyone his own age, he was met with cruelty for his awkwardness and natural loner abilities. He also had not been blessed with any of the traits his family held, another target for teasing for being so..normal. So he learned to grow cruel too. And kept his emotions locked tightly in a box deep within him. Turned to hobbies that kept him in a constant state of inebriation when possible instead of dealing with his trauma. And this was the result, this was where he was now.
A deep sigh escapes him as he finally throws himself beneath the shade of a tree near the waterfall, shoving his face in the cool water until it’s submerged completely. He does this a few times before finally pulling back, shaking droplets of water from his curls and glancing around him with disdain. This place sucked but he had nothing better to do and he was sick of lounging around listlessly in a cave. Perhaps this place would provide some better entertainment.
Obscene