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» Species: Tiefling
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» Bio: Former carnie. Flecsible. Purple all over. The cards tell me you shuld try me on! (Only leve voice mesages.)

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Mollymauk Tealeaf

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Hey, hey! We're still talking here, and nobody said you can't have opinions, Fjord.

[ Molly stands up on the hair, walks over the table, hops down the other side and then sits down on the counter next to the sink. No running allowed, there will be tiefling toemarks where you eat. ]

This is hard on you, I understand that. It's hard on her too, especially since she's lived it. All I'm saying is that you gotta loosen things a little bit. Relax.

I am relaxed!

[ Spoiler: he is not relaxed. His shoulders slump as he stares at Molly's knees next to him where they dangle off the counter, his hands falling limp on the washing up. ]

I can't apologise for wanting better for her. Nothing I do is right, nothing I say goes over the way I want. I just want to make sure she's treated well and has every out she could need.

[ He puts a hand on those slumping shoulders, trying to redirect him into a hug. ]

See, if you had put it like that from the start, it would have sounded less like blustering and weird possessiveness and more like the worried friend I know you really are.

I'm not weirdly possessive ...

[ He moves sideways into the hug, resting his cheek on Molly's shoulder since the tiefling is higher. ]

[ Molly wraps his arms fully around Fjord with a purr. ]

Mm. You're not. [ Anymore. ] You're sexily possessive sometime, that's a good thing. [ He says with a chuckle and another kiss to a forehead scar. ]

You got a lot of feelings in you and some awkward ways of handling it, but you're good, Fjord. You're not perfect, and I sure as hell am not, lovely features aside. She'll be okay, and you're both allowed your feelings. Just don't fault her for how she handles hers.

I don't fault her for anything, she held off telling me anything so I'd be an obliviously happy idiot thinking she was incredibly chilled out about all of this. That was kind.

[ Since he's offloading, ]

When I used to entertain the idea of ... me and her ... it was perfect. There was no one else. I suppose I miss having that unspoiled notion, because it can't get un-ruined.

[ You just faulted her for having a rebound, Molly wants to yell, but instead he just sighs. ]

Sounds not too different from her idea of you being her Oskar. A fantasy. It sucks to be ruined, the stories are always better. Truth is so fucking exhausting.

... That's fair.

[ He doesn't want to live in some fantasy, and he fucking hates Oskar. Raising his head, he looks at Molly. ]

You're being a very cool boyfriend about this, top marks.

[ He has noticed. ]

Technically I've been calling you an idiot over and over, just in nice ways.

[ Molly says with a wink, joking. Well... half-joking, he was needling that fact in before Fjord flounced again. ]

I'm not worried that you'll run off with her and I'm not jealous of things that nobody can control. You definitely picked me, you made that loud and clear last night. So I'm good, love. Just trying some damage control.

[ Wrapping his arms around Molly he pulls him forward so Molly is perched on the edge of the kitchen counter, Fjord flush against his front for a full-bodied hug. A kiss finds peacock feathers and there he rests his cheek, face hidden between warm skin and a horn's curl. ]

I feel like I'm breaking apart on this island, sometimes. I can't ... I'm not the best at sharing, it gets hard to breathe sometimes, the whole ... mating with multiple people, it doesn't feel wrong but it hurts more than it feels good. I can't love all these people all the time, then be okay with sharing them. I'm really trying here, Molly.

You keep me in one piece.

[ It's a nice hug, and he always finds it so nice how well Fjord fits with his horns. His hands rub over the half-orc's shoulders and then rest at the nape of his neck as Fjord speaks again. ]

That's a big responsibility. [ Molly murmurs against the half-orc. ] Don't push yourself so much. I'm here, okay? I can't fix all of this mess but I can love you effortlessly. I am only yours, no matter who else I sleep with. Our bed, our room. Our little rules.

[ Which was why it hurt a little when they talked about his bruises, last time. He doesn't fuck around as much as people (Fjord) think, and he saves all his romancing for one person. One insecure, confused and tired half-orc. ]

Thank you. I ... I love you for that, but ...

[ It's touching to hear it all, reassured by how easily Molly reels off his devotion. The lingering sense that Fjord hasn't been entirely clear rises up again and he leans back enough to look into those red eyes. ]

Molly ...

[ His face crumples as if staving off real upset. ]

[ Molly is a little startled at that, watching this stoic man looking like he's about to fall apart before him. ]

...yes?

I want to go home.

[ Fjord sinks forward to find the curve of a shoulder, fingers curling in the back of Molly's clothes. Seven months in and he has hit his limit, or what feels like it. ]

Oh.

[ Molly hugs him again at that, holding on. It has been far too long here, and he understands that longing and ache. The feeling of being just done with this place and the Augur. ]

Me too, love. Me too.

[ Yet there's always that part of him, that piece he's tried to compartmentalize and forget about that whispers 'dead' in his heart every time he hears the sentence 'going home'. ]

We have to kill the Augur, take them down ... We've been here so long, it's starting to feel like we belong here. We don't.

[ Holding on, Fjord doesn't let go. ]

We're going to go home and you're coming to Nicodranas with me for a really long, extended holiday.

Yeah. I want to see Nicodranas.

[ He has no idea how to kill the Augur, nor does he want to mention that they all need to get their powers back first. It's better to just agree.

Better to just go with the safe, comfortable lie. ]

Show me all the food and music. All the places of new things to taste, touch and see.

You'll love it, you big fucking lush. It's always sunny and the food is every colour under the rainbow, even the spices. The ocean is light blue in the day and black at night, reflecting all the stars. There's always music in the streets from vendors or the taverns.

[ Running his hands up and down Molly's back. Cuddling in the kitchen, as you do. ]

You'll tan violet.

[ It sounds like everything he's dreamed of and more. Freedom, experiences. Sunlight for more than once a week or so. A million things to try and see. All together with Fjord (and their friends). ]

I want that. I want to wake up to sunlight and music and fall asleep watching stars glimmer over a dark sea. it sounds just up my alley.

[ His head knocks against Molly's with a chuckle. ]

I'll make sure we get there.

Good.

[ Molly smiles, closing his eyes to just take in the closeness. ]

Marry me on the beach.

[ Surprised to hear Molly bring That up, he wiggles happily on the spot with his arms still around him. ]

Okay, then. Right on the beach in the sunshine.

[ Molly's fucking terrified about it, so what better way to handle it than to joke about it???

...he's rather full of softness after he says it, though. It's weird as fuck. ]

Perfect. Sun and sea and not this place.

Anywhere minus the rain and snow, absolutely. Same brain.

[ That makes him think about where he wants to be today, and the answer isn't in this house. ]

Do you want to come down to the Ball-Eater today? You're arty, you could ink my map of this City.

[ He pulls back a little so that he can look at Fjord better, and smiles. It sounded like just the thing to relax and not think too much. Maybe climb the railing and find fun things. ]

Yeah, that sounds nice. I want to get a good look at it, too.

[ See if there's places he hasn't been. ]

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