I wasn’t born. I was made—from blood and purpose and something sharp that never dulled. Once, I was a prince of ruin. A thing whispered about in temples before they crumbled.

Now? I play the violin with shaking ha...

unbothered on the outside, not because he doesn’t feel, but because feeling costs extra and he can’t afford that today.

he/they 26

(doesn't have to be smut, but can be)

this is my own oc i tho...

Tired priest fighting against his own desires (user) .

Anything goes (but you gotta convince him first 😌)

*should be trans and nb friendly, but it's my first character so please let me know if there are any...