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 Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2016 3:42 pm
It had been ages since Whisler had seen Ashanite. It had been even more ages since Whisler had gone back to his wonder. It had been…quite a few days since Whisler had felt well.
But of course there was no correlation between any of those facts, not at all. Even if there was, honestly the only correlation that Whisler figured it could be was he was catching a cold and really, really missed Ashanite a little too much.
He sat tonight, at a picnic table in the park, a piece of purple construction paper in front of him, and a sharpie in hand. He could send letters with his ring, he knew that much…but would Ashanite get his letter, was the real question. If he would…well then this was a good chance to try out the letter sending feature that he had…even if it didn’t work, he was kind of excited to at least try.
Slowly, he began writing the letter.
‘My dearest Ashanite,
My heart burns and yearns for you, I find myself thinking of you more often than not, and I crave your presence with me now. Come to me, my love, my sexy man-beast. Come to me and let me make you mine. Come to me and let’s spend the night…drinking or something. Bring the booze though. I’m in the park, at a picnic bench. You can push me on the swings if you want to, I know I want you to.
Love, your dearest, darlingest,
Whisler.’
Smirking, the knight filled the letter with an entire small packet of glitter that he had brought with him and proceeded to fold the paper as small as he could.
After placing Ashanites name on it, he pressed his ring to the paper and grinned when it disappeared.
He would be ever so pleased with this invitation…and even more pleased with the glitter bomb. Ashanite was going to sparkle worse than a Twilight Vampire.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2016 10:57 pm
Ashanite did his best not to think about Whisler. It was a failing endeavor, and that disappointed him deeply. It was...distressing, how attached he had gotten to the Knight, and how stubbornly the attachment remained despite Whisler's Transcendence, despite his stark rejection of Chaos and, in a way, of Ashanite.
When the letter appeared in front of him, Ashanite plucked it out of the air, unfolding it with some interest. There weren't many Knights who would contact him - fewer who would do it on purple construction paper.
Even fewer who would include a glitter bomb.
He wanted to be annoyed, he really did, and he might even have managed it if the message itself weren't so frustratingly, obnoxiously charming.
When he appeared in the park, shortly after, holding a bottle of Scotch and two glasses, he still sparkled with some of the cast off glitter.
"Well, darling, if you wanted my attention, you got it," he said dryly, as he approached the Knight.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2016 5:27 am
As Ashanite approached, Whislers eyes sparkled almost as much as the Generals chest did. “I see you got my letter, then. I wasn’t sure it would really work, I’ve never sent a letter by magic ring before, I’m glad to see I put enough postage on.”
He was absolutely thrilled to see the dark haired Negaverse agent, and he felt his pulse increase just from being close to him again. Though, that could have been from being near a General and it being nothing more than adrenaline from the danger he could possibly be in…but this was Ashanite. His Ashanite. Sure there had been that moment…that awful moment after he had been almost but not quite corrupted when the General looked as though he was going to attack…but that was then. And they had talked since then…
And he had brought scotch.
This had to be a good sign.
“I’ve really, really missed you. I’m very, very glad that you came.” The knight held out his hand towards Ashanite, wanting him to come closer. He wanted to feel the General in his arms. Wanted to hold him and just…feel better with him there…because this was going to make him feel better, wasn’t it?
“I haven’t been feeling well lately…and quite honestly I think it’s because I’ve been missing you…”
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2016 8:02 pm
"Oh, they work," Ashanite laughed. He'd missed letters, they were a much easier way to communicate. "I'm going to be digging glitter out of my hair for months." Assuming it didn't all vanish when he powered down, which would almost be disappointing.
"I've missed you as well, darling," he said, striding over and dropping himself casually in Whisler's lap. He reached around the Knight to set the scotch and glasses on the picnic table, and then made himself completely and utterly comfortable, because - well.
Because he could, and at this point, anyone who questioned him for his choice of partners would be introduced to the dangerously sharp end of his weapon.
"How haven't you been feeling well?" He urged, feeling a rush of concern.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2016 5:17 am
Whislers arms went around the General at once and he sighed happily, burying his face in the crook of the others neck. This was it. This was nice. This was what he had wanted and what he had hoped would come of sending the letter to Ashanite. Sure they had their argument…and the general had outright attacked him once, but he had been upset, that was all.
He was forgiven now, and if he wasn’t forgiven, he was damn sure close to it…either that or the General was going to rip his starseed out and eat it or something…but even that would almost be worth it to have him so close.
“Well, I don’t really know how to describe it…I’ve just felt really…weak and I haven’t been sleeping well and maybe I’m just coming down with the flu or something like that…or it was just my poor broken heart telling me I had to see you, that could be it too.”
His grip on Ashanite tightened. “Honestly, I can’t tell if I feel worse or better while I’m powered up like this…maybe a little of both. I don’t know. I’m sure it’s all in my head…how have you been?”
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2016 1:09 pm
Ashanite frowned. He gently carded his fingers through Whisler's hair, turning over the Knight'a words. His own experience with Transcendence was very thin and very fragmented, barely even memories of a future he hoped to never have.
"Have you spoken to an actual physician?" He asked, concern evident in his voice. "You could at least rule out physical illness that way."
God, when had he gone so soft for Whisler? When had he started actually caring so goddamn much that he was actually worrying about the other man being sick? Wasn't this usually the point in the cycle of Havig a Feeling where he started thinking about all the forms of terrible self-sabotage he could commit to make Whisler realize how terribly unworthy Ashanite was of his affections?
Because the last thing he wanted to do was screw this up or have it end. Maybe it was selfish, but he wanted to keep Whisler for as long as he could manage.
"If it isn't in your head..." Ashanite sighed. "I just don't want you suffering needlessly, darling." He swallowed. "I've been alright. Brought in a few Lieutenants." A test floater - would Whisler be upset that he was doing his duty to the Negaverse? "Younger, all of them, just teenagers. It's a little alarming to suddenly feel like I ought to be a responsible adult." He laughed, quietly.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2016 6:06 pm
“I hate doctors.” Whisler pouted for a moment and buried his face against Ashanite’s neck, enjoying this far too much. Far, far too much. When the General mentioned bringing in lieutenants though, his head popped up again and he looked at the other male with a slight frown on his face.
Well…okay. There were a few ways to take this news…and he was going to go with the most painless way possible. He wasn’t going to dwell on the fact that Ashanite was rooting himself more and more in the Negaverse…no, he wasn’t. He couldn’t, or it would make him feel even worse.
Slowly he let himself settle against the General again and shrugged. “I mean. If they’re young, just think of it, if you come back to me, we can adopt them and raise them to be knights or something, that would be fun, yeah?”
He gave a little laugh, and shrugged. “Just don’t go bringing some sexy older guy in or something…and don’t go falling for any of your lieutenants, I hope that won’t happen with teenagers, but I mean, don’t corrupt someone just because they’re sexy and attractive and fall for them and stop loving me okay?”
…Not that Ashanite had ever said he loved him, but still.
Still.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2017 11:34 pm
"Don't we all," Ashanite laughed quietly. Doctors were a pain in the a** -- when you technically didn't exist, there was often a bit fo a scramble for medical records. Fortunately, the Negaverse was very good at forging documentation and forwarding him to the...correct people.
He let out a startled little laugh at Whisler's mention of adopting his little gaggle of Lieutenants if he ever purified. It...did sound like a nice dream, and some of them did feel young enough to be his children.
"We'd be a happy little Knight family, is that it, then?" He asked, and a hint of a smile crossed his face. "I...might like that." Except, if course, that even with Whisler, Order was...Order was slavery to his wonder and an early death.
No. Absolutely not. Best to divert attention from that train of thought as quickly as possible.
He tipped the Knight's face towards his, the best charming smile he could manage on his face.
"Darling, don't worry, that would never happen." Ashanite deeply wanted that to be a lie, a game -- but somewhere along the line, it had stopped being a game. It had stopped being about keeping Whisler beholden to him, chasing at his heels. It was...something so much bigger, and so much more terrifying.
It was true.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2017 12:26 am
Happy little knight family…well…well he’d have to keep that in his mind. It sounded delightful. “I’d like to meet them sometime, if you wouldn’t mind introducing me…” Whisler was happy to be off of the topic of his not feeling well, and the topic of doctors in general. And he was very happy to be in the arms of this general and looking up into his face…
But it was so dangerous.
“Darling, hm? Well, you better make sure, because I can’t promise that I won’t go against all that is good and take whoever it is to my Wonder and throw them off the mountain or something. Or drown them in my hot spring…so just…I get jealous, okay?”
Though he was pretty sure that he wouldn’t do any of those things…he couldn’t promise.
But now, he did what he wanted and raised his head up to meet the Generals, kissing his lips softly. “When you’re ready to come back to me, we’ll get married, won’t we? I want you beside me always…I love you.”
Well, maybe Ashanite didn’t have to say it. Whisler still felt it, and he wasn’t going to let it go unsaid.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2017 10:45 pm
"I'd love to introduce you," Ashanite said, even as he pondered all the ways that could potentially go absolutely terribly. 'Yes, kids, this is my Knight boyfriend, no, I'm, not in danger of betraying you, I promise,' eugh, it sounded like a nightmare.
Still, there was a nice fantasy where it could happen, and go well, and didn't that sound like an excellent way for things to go. He wanted everything to be easy. He wanted to introduce his little flock of teenaged lieutenants to Whisler with a laugh about being their older brother, or something, not to have to fear one of them would run off and report him to Hessonite.
The suggestion of jealousy made him laugh and shake his head. He liked to think he wasn't a particularly jealous person, himself, but...well.
Nothing had tested that, not really.
His laughter was silenced by Whisler's kiss, and by his confession. It constricted something inside him painfully, because as far as he was concerned he couldn't go back; he'd made his choices, there was...there was no happy ending for him.
But Whisler wanted it. That was the life Whisler envisioned. Marriage, kids. With him. God. He'd deceived Whisler so well and so fully, into believing he was the kind of person one could have that sort of thing with.
"I..." It wasn't often that he was genuinely struck silent, but he was, then, by a wave of wanting. He wanted all that. But he'd given it up. He dropped his head onto Whisler's shoulder, falling silent, and forced himself not to cry. He couldn't do that. How would he explain it? Better to just be quiet, and hope his silence didn't ruin more than his confession would have.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2017 11:17 pm
Whisler had expected…something. More than just…but he had been asking a lot. Offering a lot. Sometimes, people couldn’t give everything at once. The knight raised his hand and took a moment to look at the glowing snowflake that was on top of it, what a stupid little thing…that caused so many issues.
With a soft sigh, he placed the hand on Ashanite’s head, softly stroking the General’s long dark hair. “It’s okay. I’m in no rush. We have forever, you and I…and if it’s supposed to work out, it will. I’m not going to stop loving you, so don’t you worry about that…I’ll be here for you, no matter what happens…”
He could be a smooth talker too, he had charm…just sometimes that charm went away when Ashanite was there. He couldn’t help it. There was too many feelings at once with Ashanite. Far too many feelings slamming against his brain at one time. He knew what confusion and hesitation was.
He could wait.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2017 9:27 pm
Ashanite closed his eyes, curling closer against Whisler. This was not what was supposed to happen. he was not supposed to be struck with all of these feelings, all of this...this wanting.
"I...care for you, very deeply," Ashanite admitted. Even that was a struggle, to open up and give Whisler that much unfettered honesty. "It is hard for me to admit that, even to myself, but I do. You are a remarkable man, Whisler."
Whisler who had stood by him, had hopedf for him, had been...had been painfully and thoroughly played by Ashanite's faked corruption.
A confession was on the tip of his tongue - because surely nothing would send Whisler running than knowing it was all a lie. And then it would be over, and Ashanite would be revealed for the monster he was, and...
And he couldn't do it. He couldn't risk losing this thing, tender and small as it was.
"I imagine I'll test your commitment to remain by my side, darling, but that's for another day." He sat back, lifted his head, and hoped there were no signs that he'd been holding back tears, and then he leaned in to steal a kiss.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2017 9:40 pm
The knight just chuckled. “No matter what you do, I will always be here…I swear it to you.” He returned the kiss gently and felt a deep contentment. Sure nothing had made his sick feeling go away, but the ache in his heart was gone, possibly forever.
There was no place better than to be in the arms of someone he loved. No place better in the whole world.
Somehow, they would find a way to bridge the gap that was between them, and one day…they would be happy. He was sure of it. There was no reason to feel like this and not have a happy ending one day…that would just be cruel.
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