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NAME: Eli Azrael
AGE: 40... ish
HOMETOWN: Kingdom of Solterra, Feywild
yo. its eli. hit me up.
NAME: Eli Azrael
AGE: 40... ish
HOMETOWN: Kingdom of Solterra, Feywild
yo. its eli. hit me up.
NAME: Eli Azrael
AGE: 40... ish
HOMETOWN: Kingdom of Solterra, Feywild
yo. its eli. hit me up.
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Date: 2025-07-31 03:41 am (UTC)From:"You can call me your best friend, but that's still not a more than friends word. A friend that you're also romantic and sexual with would usually be called a boyfriend, or girlfriend, or a partner. But since you call everyone by some kind of title, I thought I'd leave it up to you what word feels best. It doesn't have to be a word people usually use."
They're not normies! They're an emo elf and a boy made of worms in a world that's turning them both into other creatures entirely. They don't have to follow naming conventions, and really, Eli prefers not to stick to any kind of convention. Making up their own words is more special, too.
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Date: 2025-07-31 04:16 am (UTC)From:A soft hum escapes him, hands moving to cup at Eli's neck. Feels that sunlight pulse under his palms and fingers.
"Very well," he murmurs, looking up at Eli with dark, doe eyes. He lifts a little off the bed to press their foreheads together, to feel Eli's breath across his cheeks. "My Warmth, then."
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Date: 2025-07-31 10:40 pm (UTC)From:My Warmth.
That clicks, with their relationship up to now, and in response, a wave of warmth rolls through Eli. He smiles and locks their lips again, cradling Cassius' face in his hands. Hands that, now corrupted, don't radiate body heat the same way they used to. More inanimate.
"That's very sweet," he murmurs when their kiss parts. "But..."
He frowns a little. He doesn't want to sour the moment, but a worry has been nagging at him for a while.
"What if my corruption makes me... Not warm anymore?"
Will Cassius be disappointed? Will it make him less drawn to Eli? He hates the idea of not being able to provide something Cas wants so much.
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Date: 2025-08-01 06:21 am (UTC)From:“My Gardener does not tend to my Garden,” he says after a moment. One hand peels away from Eli’s own to rest over his chest where the brown edges are nearly faded. “He tends to me. Plants the seeds of - humanity that my Hunter cannot and helps them to grow. Helps me grow.”
His hand then goes to Eli’s chest, over his heart. “You are warm, yes, but - it is your presence that brings me comfort the most. Even with your hands like mine, they… warm me still. Like a summer day.”
Cassius pauses then, looks at his hand and imagines Eli’s pulse beneath it. Imagines it gone.
Slowly his eyes draw back up. “If your corruption steals your heat, I will mourn it, yes, but - it is you I value most, my Warmth.”
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Date: 2025-08-02 07:25 am (UTC)From:"Okay. It's good to hear that." He kisses Cassius again, long and slow and firm.
When the kiss breaks, his thumb rubs Cassius' cheek gently, and he looks at him lovingly for a long moment. Then, something else seems to occur to him.
"Another thing... Uh, Eli is actually short for Elijah, I'm not sure if you knew that or not... I didn't tell you because I don't like for anyone to call me that except my family and other very close people. You're one of those people now, so you can call me that if you want, when we're alone."
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Date: 2025-08-03 06:36 am (UTC)From:He hesitates, uncertain. “Which would you prefer, my Warmth? My… Elijah?”
He thought his name had been satisfactory, but - if Eli - Elijah wishes him to call differently when they are alone, he will. Cas pulls his hand away from Elijah’s chest to layer it over one at his cheek. He leans into it.
“...I do not have a - a special name like you do. My Hunter calls me Cas in endearment, and my Gardener mostly follows suit. Sometimes I am ‘darling’. Sometimes I am ‘dear’. But mostly I am Cassius, or I am Cas. I cannot give you a special name like you have given me.”
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Date: 2025-08-03 08:51 pm (UTC)From:"I don't have a preference- I want you to call me what feels best to you. But I wanted to let you know you had permission to use my full name if you felt like it, which I don't give out lightly. Elijah Azrael Dayborn, which is highly associated with my noble title in my world, which is why I usually use Eli instead."
He huffs a little air out of his nose, a tiny laugh, at Cas calling it a 'special name.'
"That's okay. As for what I'll call you, I might have to just feel it out. I don't usually use affectionate pet names. I'm most likely to call someone a short version of their name, or something silly. Unless- unless you really want a special name too."
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Date: 2025-08-06 03:57 am (UTC)From:When we're alone, Elijah had said. It'll have to do, at least until Cas finds some other way of address that meets in the middle.
“Alright. You will be always be my Warmth, but here, when it is just you and I… you will be my Elijah, too.” Turning his head, he nuzzles into Elijah's palm, the connection between them soothing at his shell. “If it is not something you are comfortable with, I do not need a special name. This is enough for me.”
A beat. Two. Three.
"Noble?"
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Date: 2025-08-07 01:36 pm (UTC)From:"Okay. That works." He smiles softly, kissing Cas on the cheek. "I'll see what I can come up with for you. But I'll definitely be calling you my boyfriend." Eli is possessive like that. He likes the title, he likes claiming and being claimed.
But- noble. Right, he must have no told Cas yet.
"Yyyyyyyyeah, I... Do you know what a noble is? Basically, my parents are King and Queen of the Dawn fey court, which rules a good portion of our realm, and we're all close descendants of the sun goddess, Soothea." So he's a prince, not that he's going to say that out loud when he's spent his life running from the title. Running from his own last name.
He goes back to searching Cas' shell for green spots.
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Date: 2025-08-09 07:55 pm (UTC)From:He likes that he is one. A boyfriend.
His eyes light up a little as Eli says he’s a noble, and Cassius knows enough to guess that he’s a prince. There’s a certain excitement to him as he turns his head.
As Eli resumes his search - the next most visible is a patch on the hip - his worms gathered on the floor abandon their task to squirm up the side of his bedside table. He reaches out an arm to open up the drawer, allowing his worms access. They nudge the book inside up into his hand, and he pulls it out almost sluggishly. It’s worn with age and use, clearly loved.
He sets it against his chest, turns it open - it’s a baby book, full of fantasy pictures and giant letters - and settles on a page with a little boy in a crown. P is for prince.
“A prince.” He sounds so fond with the tie to his memory. "Like in my book."
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Date: 2025-08-17 04:57 am (UTC)From:As he says 'prince,' Eli opens his mouth to object, but then Cassius refers to the book. Eli moves to his side, laying down so he can see what's on the page. P is for Prince.
He lets out a small, breathy laugh.
"How are you so damn adorable?" He kisses Cas' hair. "Yep, you got me, that's me in the crown." He points to the little boy. Then his clawed fingertips gently grip the corner of the page, consideringly. "This came with you from home?"
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Date: 2025-08-21 02:15 am (UTC)From:That same fondness has him nestling his head up against Eli’s shoulder as he angles the book a bit better. His fingers trace the crown upon the prince’s head like he’s done so many times before.
(Ones next to a different body, a rougher one, in a world far, far away from here.)
“They would read it to me at first, until I could read it myself.” He stares at the page for a long moment. Closes his eyes. “They would like you, I think.”
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Date: 2025-08-26 01:58 am (UTC)From:"That's because you're usually adorable."
He wraps his arms around Cas, since snuggling seems to be the move right now. Really, it's always the move with Cassius. He can finish the patches after.
"That's really sweet." He smiles, leaning his cheek against Cas' hair.
"You think so? What are they like? I don't think you've actually told me a lot about them."
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Date: 2025-08-31 05:24 am (UTC)From:“My Hunter is strong, burdened with a weight they have carried since they were small. A monster made, not born, they have taken their curse and used it to help those they can.” His tone takes on a thread of reverence under all that warmth. There’s a little smile on his face as he continues, “They have taught me most everything I know - they were there when I awoke in my Garden, and I have been by their side ever since.”
He tilts his head to look at Eli. “You remind me of them. You are both fierce and protective. You both strive to do good.”
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Date: 2025-09-01 02:17 pm (UTC)From:"Oh," he says softly, smiling. "Yeah? They sound cool. What is their curse, if I can ask...?"
A monster made, not born. That intrigues him.
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Date: 2025-09-06 11:42 pm (UTC)From:“The Song. Or… that is what they have named it, the parasitic force that has made them its home. They have told me it feels like heavy drums in their veins, a shrieking choir between their ears, an all consuming instinct to hunt and tear and devour.” His voice quiets, like he’s crafting his words from memory letter by letter. “It is what makes my Hunter a monster, because - it is not something that they can ignore. They have tried. The damage had been... they were not in control.”
He pauses, fingers stopping as well. “I worry for them often. If they can find peace without my presence. If my Gardener will be enough to let them stay themself.”
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Date: 2025-09-11 03:29 am (UTC)From:"I hope so. There's people I'm worried about at home too. We have to just... Believe in them. In their strength."
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Date: 2025-09-15 12:03 am (UTC)From:He looks up to Eli, dark eyes round and curious. “Are there others you worry for? Outside of your family?”
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Date: 2025-10-01 02:21 am (UTC)From:He'd gotten himself into some very sticky situations in the Shadowfell, and realized he couldn't do it alone.
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Date: 2025-10-09 04:24 pm (UTC)From:He hesitates, fingers moving to trace over the seams of Eli’s clothes. Eli's people must be lovely, like he is. “Do… you think they would like me? I would like to meet them, if the future allows.”
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Date: 2025-10-18 02:02 am (UTC)From:He noses into Cas' cheek and smiles against him.
"I'm sure we could figure it out." Extraplanar travel isn't new to Eli, and it's not even that uncommon where he's from, so the idea of visiting Cas' world when this is over, or vice versa, is a nice one that does sort of seem plausible. It's mainly that they're being held here by Patho-Gen and removed of their powers- Patho-Gen is the barrier to getting home, not the actual travel part.
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Date: 2025-10-24 04:35 am (UTC)From:He doesn't stay upset for long though. Can't, really, with Eli so close and comfortable. He finds himself snuggling back before he can stop himself.
“Mm. We will. And when we do, I will show you my Garden, my Hunter, my Gardener. We will - share families.” He smiles back, eyes sliding shut. “I look forward to it.”