Your name is Bravos Aticus and your completely addicted to your Moirail.
You're especially addicted to his voice. Manly when he shooshes you into a calm state. You love it when he does that. (Not that you'd ever admit it) You also love his accent and the way his voice stutters adorably. You have a accent too but its not nearly as cute as his no matter what Azroth says. He hates his but you've been able to get him to talk in his accent when you get him in a good calm state. With your extreme hearing you can pick up exactly what emotion his voice is carrying. With your moirail's façade he has it can be quite a challenge but Aticus men love a challenge. That's a key factor in how you choose your quadrants. Even though Azroth, after 4 sweeps in the Dark Carnival' s Proformaces, lace an lace his voice to turn the loveliest lies into truth, only he can tell which lie is really true. You absolutely hated how he did that to you in the beginning of your relationship. It caused a lot of problems and only after he vowed (by blood and on his knees. You felt really conflicted about how he vowed cause part of you was oddly satisfied and the other part was very uncomfortable and guilty. You'll probably never tell him this...maybe) to never lie to you like that ever again. You could hear and feel the pain, conviction, and fury behind those words. So you forgave him for lying, promising as well to never lie. In the end you two were one step closer to a better moirailegence.
Your moirail rambles.
Like in depth rambling which according to him ether gets him in trouble or look like a idiot jackass. So he's always extremely careful with his words and how he says things. You on the other hand think that one of the most asinine thoughts he thought. You think his ramblings are needed and hold truth. Not always in the correct situation but are needed because he says what people need to hear and realize. He rambles a lot to you and his close friends. With you he rambles or rants reveling and/or leading your thoughts,mind,heart, and eyes to the light of true and knowledge you desperately need.
"If you hide or live in the shadowy void of crime and secrets too long. It will be too late for The reveling light of True and knowledge and it will blight you. Sending you back the Void clinging for its false safety." He said to you in that wise ominous aged owl tone of his voice th at makes him look eons older than he is (He is along with you and all of your friends) one night after you asked him why he wanted you out of the criminal underground when you had so much control over it. You didn't get it before but you do now and you were a fool to think you had control.
Back to the whole knowing the emotion behind his voice thing. If he sat next to you and started light conversation you would tell the heavy feeling behind them. You could tell when he felt sad. When he felt angry. When he felt the need to kill. You could tell when he wanted to be loved. Even if he tried to get out of your hug; he'd try half heartedly and cling to you whimpering because even when he's not verbally saying anything you hear him. You can always hear him by the Constant Rageful Chaotic thundering Storm in his soul. A loud storm that everyone has inside them. Especially yourself.
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FanfictionThis is a fan fiction based on a OC role-play me and my friend did.