OOC: For Fic. And For Faith. As usually, you send me the lovely song, titles and words of what inspires you to write Fic the way you have. And it is beautiful. Well, here is ours(Alo's & Erebos's). Not only does the video show his more stoic mask and concept, but it shows his truer emotions & needs. The side of him he never expected having- so here's to authentic character development. Love you.

É r e b o s .



it was weeks that passed, missing her. hellborn smelt all over him, including his queen, widow. a scent he didn't take time to hide from identification. he wouldn't go about it that way.. the way he did with widow. there were no cover-ups, no tactics to manipulate fic. they weren't the same and he'd never treat them as if.
time passed and the winter turned into newfound spring. newness in the air made him relieved in a real sense. as if a cycle was finally over and the fog began to die down. clarity held deep in his eyes as he was found to look across the darker sea now. sitting calmly as soft breezes blew his cologne across the sandy beach, as he waited loyally for her. and only.. her. the only fix he had. the one who poured into him in ways no else could. his love. his safe place. his hidden addiction. something that scared him to death if he thought about it too much- how much she really did matter to him and changed him. subtle changes.. changes he fought day & night.
he howled then- his song like a heavy roar over the clear air. the sun began to set as the light reflected over his colorful iris's that remained ahead, watching the light dim, knowing she'd come for him.


"Talk" "Think"

table by scarlet, art by nelsa

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She missed everything about him, everything that he was. He was so pure and so true to her that it was outstanding. Sure, she didn't agree with everything he had to do.. it was his character, how true he was. Identification understood that. He was hers though, as she was his. And only his.She found herself really missing him, the one she had come to love. The one she gave her virginity too, now winter was fading and spring was here. A new found sense flooding her.

Days seemed to pass by into weeks. Like sand in the hour glass. Silence became to much for her, the yearning of seeing him became to strong. Many nights had she found herself wanting to go to those woods that he had called home. Not allowing herself too, she understood that there would be that day to see him.

Today she found herself near the shore, the shore that shimmered brightly with movements. Gathering different little things here and there. Things that caught her attention and fancy. Knowing that she could craft something out of the items. Soon, a scent caught her off guard. Complete attention was drawn to the source, then that strong beacon rang upon the winds. The woman known that call from anywhere.

Her Erebos.Heart stambered within it's cage. It felt like forever, as legs set into a complete gallop across the shallow waters. Leaving a trail of light behind her. He smelt of her, that Widow. However she didn't care, he was here. To see her, to spend time together. A smile lights up her facial features as sliding to a stop. Water and sand splashing over her legs, her head dipped to come to his shoulder. Her now wet tail dancing like a wild fire behind her.

Standing up as no words left her throat as rubbing her frame down along his side then back up the other side. Masking the others scent, allowing her own to engulf and wrap around him like a needed blanket before slidding her body down under his chin and along his throat. Playful little nips offered here and there as she did so.

Fic wanted to talk. But no words, no words could express her happiness. Her love for Erebos. Nothing at all could take this silent moment away from her nor him.

"Speech!"