Etienne questioned everything about his entire existence over the next three hours. As they’d returned to the main building after lunch, Tatsuya had been waiting for them. Leaning nonchalantly against the lockers, his eyes had devoured him as he came into view. Despite the yearning in his violet gaze, he’d only smiled warmly, falling into place opposite his twin as they’d headed to class.
For the rest of the day they’d both acted with such deference and decorum towards him. The only betrayal
in this instance its mostly attributed that he's spent so long hiding it and keeping in under wraps that he sees himself that way.the majority of my OC's are humanoid with supernatural elements, yeoldebard is like a sister to me and shes definitely a furry so i respect how her little universe is.
the world itself that its set in is actually created by Yeoldebard, they are furry/anthropomorphic, and I've carved my own place and characters into her little world, he is technically my only lycanthrope
It was one of the hardest things Tatsuo ever had to do, even more so than mastering human form, to pretend cold indifference while all he wanted was to feel Etienne’s skin against his palms once more. The look on the wolf’s face as he’d run away in shame and fear haunted his memories. He’d give anything to never see that look ever again.
Even with the warmth of Tatsuya at his back, he’d lain awake for most of the night, questioning if he really heard the sad howls in the distance or if it wa
Where are they. Etienne fidgeted in his seat, looking around himself as students filed into the classroom.
Growl.
He realized he was doing it aloud when a black cat girl turned to look at him askance. “Sorry.” He apologized in a small voice. His run beneath the moonlight had changed something inside him and he’d been out of sorts all morning. No messages, no blasting reveals across Facebook.
Ours.
I heard you the first time. Ever since his wolf had shown itself before them, ther
Tatsuo felt the comforting presence of his twin’s warmth at his back as long arms reached around him to pull him close against his chest, Tatsuya’s chin resting upon his shoulder. Something inside him felt like it was breaking into pieces, and he knew that Tatsuya could feel his inner pain and that made it hurt all the worse. The door hung ajar in silent accusation, bounced back open after Etienne slammed it behind him in his hasty retreat to get away from them. His inner dragon screamed at him
I need to work on my own Twins progress and this was very inspiring, you have demons, I have dragons 🐉, sounds like a fun time for all. I look forward to more!!
even though he is part of a were community, the secret is still pretty guarded and they are integrated into regular human places, its kinda rare for one to be born with his level of aggressive were genes, so its usually easier to blend in, as a cajun girl, its hard to change old southern minds, they've brain washed him into constantly needing to hide who he is
Etienne spent the rest of the day turning the invitation over and over in his mind, he’d never been invited to ‘hang out’ at anyone’s house before. On the one hand, there was something about the twins that disturbed his peace of mind, making him super aware of them. The way they dug themselves in made his self imposed solitude twitch with discomfort. Yet he couldn’t pinpoint a single instance in the day where they’d actually done anything ‘wrong’ and it was maddening. He'd spent so much time pic
Etienne gathered up his belongings as the bell rang for them to head to second period, purposely taking his time. All around him the world kept its sheen of normalcy in place. Students chatted idly about things as simple as who had what class together, what teams they were going to try out for. If he closed his eyes he could almost imagine that he was back in Breaux Bridge. He was shoving his binder into his bag and surreptitiously watching the other students file out of the room when an elegant