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Juggernaut
06-29-2021, 05:35 AM
Indigo buried his emotions in his day to day life, if he didn’t he would never accomplish anything. The pain was overwhelming when he allowed it to consume him, part of him knew this couldn’t be healthy, that what he was doing was avoiding the stagnation inside, but how could there be a solution beyond what he was already doing? Indigo hid those feelings deep down and buried them with the affections and feelings he had for the wolves of his band. Especially like Gypsy had him now, as he cried softly the girl wrapped her tiny little arms around his huge neck.
He tried not to let his breath get away from him but as his teas fell he lost control and stuttered and gasped. Besides Duch not wanting to know his deeper truths they were all aware of his secrets, but he hadn’t broken down like this to anyone but sweet little Gypsy. She didn’t deserve to take his sorrow, but there was a part of him that was incredibly grateful for her wanting to see it. Her eyes were useless but she could see him more clearly than anyone else. He cried softly in her arms, feeling the deep seated need for Aslatiel and the missing heart that left his chest hollow and cavernous.
As the tears fell from his oceanic blue eyes Gypsy reached up to wipe them from his cheek as she held him as tightly as he held onto her. The tiny girl nuzzled against him in soft affection, the action making the space where his heart should have been flutter. Like a tiny light in the immense darkness she acted as a lighthouse to guide him through the inky blackness around him. He sighed softly and squeezed his eyes shut as he breathed her in, shifting from his yearning to focusing on the present. He had Gypsy in his arms, she was his support as he swam in infinity.
”It’s yours. Everything, all of me. You see it, you feel it, you have it.” He mumbled into her fur as he nuzzled into the soft white fluff at her neck. He cried to her softly, bearing his soul and wiping away any hint of deception or camouflage. ”Ours.” She was shouldering the weight despite her tiny form. Together they held his sorrow and Indigo wasn’t sure if he could be more thankful. This sweet tortured woman was here for him as much as he needed.
Indigo Arcturus Fatalis
He tried not to let his breath get away from him but as his teas fell he lost control and stuttered and gasped. Besides Duch not wanting to know his deeper truths they were all aware of his secrets, but he hadn’t broken down like this to anyone but sweet little Gypsy. She didn’t deserve to take his sorrow, but there was a part of him that was incredibly grateful for her wanting to see it. Her eyes were useless but she could see him more clearly than anyone else. He cried softly in her arms, feeling the deep seated need for Aslatiel and the missing heart that left his chest hollow and cavernous.
As the tears fell from his oceanic blue eyes Gypsy reached up to wipe them from his cheek as she held him as tightly as he held onto her. The tiny girl nuzzled against him in soft affection, the action making the space where his heart should have been flutter. Like a tiny light in the immense darkness she acted as a lighthouse to guide him through the inky blackness around him. He sighed softly and squeezed his eyes shut as he breathed her in, shifting from his yearning to focusing on the present. He had Gypsy in his arms, she was his support as he swam in infinity.
”It’s yours. Everything, all of me. You see it, you feel it, you have it.” He mumbled into her fur as he nuzzled into the soft white fluff at her neck. He cried to her softly, bearing his soul and wiping away any hint of deception or camouflage. ”Ours.” She was shouldering the weight despite her tiny form. Together they held his sorrow and Indigo wasn’t sure if he could be more thankful. This sweet tortured woman was here for him as much as he needed.
Warning: Indigo should be considered a Mature Character.
