//Hey guys! Just lyk that I currently have a gofundme open to fund my ability to move out of my current housing situation! C0mms are also open (more info on @th4txsalxfisher ) and money from those will go to my savings for this as well!
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//oh the urge to infodump on why Salem's abilities as an avatar soothe instead of terrorize... analysis on the fear of death that surrounds you instead of dying yourself...
Pls someone let me infodump I love talking about him <3<3<3
@r0otdreamer //also this will likely have to sit until tonight, he's probably (and hopefully) knocked tf out rn. I'll probably have them leave before the finale and just lurk and read hehe
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Salem smiles, despite the smell and heat that follows Agnes. Of course, not many Avatars of the End showed up, always preferring to keep to themselves as passive influences, rather than active participants in causing terror themselves. But Salem, as ever, +
ββ Open Starter ββ
[Agnes mills around each table, at the stage between courses. She holds a wine glass in one hand, her other tracing the back of chairs, leaving a trail of smoke and the smell of burnt wood in her wake. She reaches your table, smile as bright +
Salem himself uses her Influence on others' emotions quite liberally, as is clear with the way her calming tone and presence helps Oliver get through what could otherwise be a tense or overwhelming social event, with how many people surround them.
Agnes makes her way to them. The air around this table is oddly calm β soothing in an unnatural sense. The effects of Salem's presence.
"Hey, Agnes! We were just saying how creative it was having a barbecue pit. It's so neat seeing how others use their Gifts for the mundane." +
@r0otdreamer from the other.
"Agnes Montague is... Hosting a dinner party. For both Entities and Avatars. The Circus of the Other will be there, and I've been wanting to see them for a while... The Ringmaster is really sweet. Would you- want to go with me?"
@r0otdreamer "You're a sap, you know that...?" She teases, even though she sniffles and hides her face in the wake of Oliver's affection. She's quiet for a while before taking a breath. The question is on the tip of his tongue, but it's always nerve-wracking to risk any perceived rejection +
@r0otdreamer simply holds his husband, and allows this moment to last. He doesn't need words to tell Oli she feels the same. Not when they show it to each other every day.
@r0otdreamer Salem tenses for a moment. He's used to Oliver's care and devotion, the ways they show their love so deeply, but, now, it hits a very vulnerable, very afraid part of himself. She wraps trembling arms around him, slowly, and just holds him. Salem says nothing. Does nothing. He +
@r0otdreamer contented sigh escape his chest.
"Thank you for being patient with me." He mumbles with a soft undertone of worry tinting his voice. "I know it's not easy to be with someone who can be so... closed off about the negative stuff."
@r0otdreamer He smiles against to soft press of lips to his own. It's so hard to imagine how Salem could ever, even for a fleeting moment, have thought that this man β this kind-hearted, patient man β would be mad at her. She tucks her face away against the crook of Oliver's neck and lets a +
@r0otdreamer that makes everything that came before this moment entirely worth it. That, paired with the weed and the way Salem's touch itself feels like warmth and healing creates something absolutely perfect, in spite of the difficulties of the conversation.