Nevan, what was the first time Malak said your name?
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cw: really just fluff, hypnotized whumpees, thrall whumpees
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Nevan hadn’t meant to get sidetracked from his thrall duties, but when Malak had gripped to his dress with those muscled arms of his, pleading to Nevan with big, round, puppy dog eyes, how could he ever resist?
Carefully Nevan sat beside Malak over the fuzzy tickle of the rug, delicately folding his skirt under his knees. “How… how do you play…?” He asked, taking one of the toys from the other thrall. His master didn’t allow him dolls, or any toys at all for that matter.
Malak, swaying, lazily pointed to his own doll propped upright in one of the chairs inside of his dollhouse. “Mine… mmmm… ‘s sit…” his brows furrowed, teeth gritting as he made the attempt to spit out whatever was failing to translate in his mind. “Pay, paying… um, um…”
Nevan nodded thoughtfully. “Is she… paying something…? Is, is that what she’s doing?”
“Uh, uh huh. Mhm.” Fists clenching, Malak took a breath as his expression dropped cold for a flicker of a moment, something shining through his hazy gaze. “I… I… did. T- tax… t-,”
“She’s paying taxes?” Nevan chuckled. “That’s silly. You’re so silly Malak.” He patted the other thrall upon the head, Malak’s wide, giddy smile returning as whatever flame lit inside of him was put right back out. “What’s your doll’s name?”
“Uh, ummm…” Malak thought for a moment, gears turning before his face brightened joyfully. “Nngh…! Nev- …aaan…! Nevvvaaaann!” He sang, cheeks squishing as his smile strengthened.
“Oh.”
Malak giggled. “Nevvv… aaaaannnn…”
“You said my name.” Nevan paused, clasping his gloved hands together as warmth blossomed to his face. “You said my name!”
“Nevan! Nevan!” Malak repeated, evidently overwhelmingly excited by his friend’s delight. He was overcome with magical, unstopping laughter, a mixture between a light giggle and the gravel of a hearty laugh lying underneath.
“Malak!” Nevan pulled the other thrall in for a tight hug, one Malak easily melted into with a drowsy grin. “This, this is amazing! You’re amazing!”
“Real… reallyyy…?”
Pecking Malak on the forehead, Never eagerly allowed Malak’s laughter to grace his ears. “Of course.”
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its still rough but as far as im gonna get for now, cant decide on the tentacle colors still nkfdnvkdfn
possible name for lad is Pan or Paktolos (just bc .. reference to midas legend even if this midas got nothing to do with it; oh yeah, a bonus midas sketch .. he needs a proper redesign too)
tentacle lad may look mean here (i genuinely dont know why i drew him like that) but hes a big sappy softie, even carries a picture of midas in a locket around- next to the demon teeth hes collected
he doesnt leave the island much anymore and mostly manages everything on it, his people call him by royal titles sometimes bc hes been a very competent leadership figure but he doesnt put value in any titles-
he rescued midas from the demon hunters that kidnapped him years ago to bring one of the biggest and most influencial empires to collapse after his older sister, who was the empress, was unexpectedly dying- midas being the next in line
the empire doesnt really exist anymore at this point, midas now leading missions around the island instead, or going around keeping up to date with politics and tensions since his husband (tentacle lad) and his people are of a kind that is largely being kept a secret and would be a target for demon hunters as well, despite them not being demons
(they look monstrous but are more based on animals, are native to earth, cannot change form, age only somewhat slower than humans and have no control over any elemental magic more than a very skilled human can have- which is basically not even noticable and usually gets passed off as 'talent' in the way a skilled sailor can feel the approaching weather in the wind)
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