Eternity- Titles

before next

warnings; dehumanization

Theodore didn’t understand this man's insistence on a new name. Granted, he didn’t understand most of the things about them, but he hoped it would come with time. For now he handed his book filled with names in three different languages to the human, hoping that they spoke at least one.

After a while of looking at the book, the human handed it back to Theodore and spoke, “I like the name Bo?” Theodore nodded.

“Ok! Well then it’s very nice to meet you Bo.” The human looked confused but they didn’t say anything, and Theodore wasn’t about to pry. “Did the nurses treat you kindly?”

“Yes sir.”

“Oh, that’s ok, you don’t have to call me ‘sir’.” the human looked confused again, so he added; “it’s too formal.”

“What name do you prefer me to call you?”

“Just Theodore is fine.”

“Ok.” they looked uncomfortable, and Theodore understood. Most people were uncomfortable when he asked them not to use titles. They were scared of him. Of course they were, his uncle was a force to be reckoned with and people assumed the same of him.

He heard Bo shift and blinked. Had he been glaring? Hopefully not, he was trying to seem as kind as possible to calm down the humans nerves. Sadly it didn’t seem to be helping. 

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Amir didn’t know how to react to this master. The questions didn’t seem to be tricks, so he answered them quickly and honestly. But they didn’t want him to use titles. That was strange for a master, especially one of their status.

Hopefully they will be kind. Lord knows he needed a break. 

this is the end of chapter one! I hope you enjoyed reading it so far.

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Eternity- Names

before next

warnings; noncon touch, anxiety, touch aversion, carewhumper

Amir woke up to touch. Gentle touch, no doubt, but touch nonetheless. And touch was dangerous. Maybe if he leaned into it his master would get bored and leave him alone?

No, the hand stayed. But his master made a contented noise so he was clearly doing something right. The hand finally went away and he could sleep again. But no, now he wawa awake. Now he had to stay alert. 

He opened his eyes and found his master working on a stack of paperwork next to him. Had he moved his office into this tiny room to be with amir? Why? Wasn't he just a nuisance?

His master turned towards him, and finally registered that he was awake, “Good morning! How did you sleep?”

“Fine, sir. Thank you for asking,” he really didn’t want to talk right now, but he knew better than to be rude.

“Good. I'm glad you got some rest. You seemed like you needed it.” Why would his master care?

All he could do was I've a weak nod in response.

“I realized while you were asleep I never got your name. Would you like to tell me?” A choice. An option to keep his identity, or hide behind a new one. No, this master would not get his name.

“You can call me whatever you’d like sir.”

“I don’t want to call you anything, I want to know how you’d prefer to be addressed.” no. no this was a trick. Amir knew better than to trust this.

“Most of my masters named me sir.”

“Ok, but I'd prefer if you picked the name. I’d feel weird choosing your name for you.” Why? He was Amris' master after all.

Eternity- confrontation

before next

warnings; medical whump, noncon mentioned, disassociation, verbal abuse

Theodore watched as the medical team tried to get the human off of the bed. He felt completely helpless, and that wasn’t a feeling he was keen towards. 

He wanted to help the medical team hold down the human, but not only would that reveal his magical capabilities but it would also harm the very little trust the human gave him. And he needed all the trust he could get. 

The medics finally got the human onto a stretcher and covered up so Theodore walked over. They had a completely spaced out look; and he knew they weren’t processing what was happening, and most likely wouldn’t register that he was there, but it had helped himself in situations like this to have a friend and he wanted to be that for them. They seemed to need one. 

Theodore walked over to the human and gently held their hand. They flinched at first, but didn’t try to pull away, so he started rubbing circles in their palm. The human seemed to calm down after he came over, so he stayed with them up until the medical tent. 

“I’m so sorry sir, but we need to get him clean and assess his wounds which is a private matter.” the nurse looked scared to tell him. Like he might argue.

“Of course. Is there anywhere I can go to wait?” The nurse nodded and led him to a small room with a bed and chair. 

“This is the room that’s ready for the human after we finish with his examinations. If you’d like to stay here you’re welcome to.” He nodded and sat down in the small chair.

“Thank you.”

“Of course sir.” she gave a short bow and left the room. Once she was gone theodore set up some paperwork and started on the job his uncles had given him.

A couple of hours later Theodore heard his Uncle storming through the medical area. He knew that the king would be mad but he didn’t realize just how upset he’d be. His uncle got upset quite often, and would fly into a rage and hit or threw Theodore around until it passed. Theodore hoped that his uncle wasn’t that mad. It might scare the human if they came back too early. 

His uncle walked into the room and he gave the appropriate bow. Theodore was barely acknowledged as his uncle looked around.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” the room shook as his uncle turned and yelled.

“Doing paperwork.” said paperwork was strewn all around the chair.

“That wasn’t my question,” his uncle said sternly, suddenly completely still and staring at theodore. 

“I am helping a human who needs a friend.”

“That’s not acceptable, you are a prince, you have servants, advisers, and a harem. Not friends.”

“Fine! Then he;s a part of my harem." Theodore's uncle glared at him, and Theodore kew he was in trouble.

“If you step one foot out of line I will have him taken from you in an instant, am I understood?”

“Yes sir.” theodore breathed a sigh of relief. Once the human was healed he’d have them trained in martial arts. That would help prevent the kings threats. And he’s have them fitted with a pair of stilts to help them walk without pain. Yes, that would work nicely.

Eternity- Amirs conundrum

next

Warnings: mentions of noncon, whumpee worrying about being punished, immobilized whumpee

Amir lay in a bed, completely exposed. His master had left him there when the guards needed his attention. He was waiting for him to come back. Amir knew as soon as he did that he would be hurt again, but it would be better than this limbo.

So many times over the past two weeks he had been left in a room or a cell to wait for Sneherr to come back, and he hated it. He just wanted to get the pain over with, to feel the sharp bite of punishment that his master had in store for him. He preferred this to the dull ache he was left with in those lonely hours. But of course that wasn’t his choice. His master could do as he pleased, and he would be where he left him. Sneherr had made sure of that.

Amir would have gladly gotten up and walked away if his feet had let him. His master had labeled him as a runaway, and treated him as such, leaving him unable to walk. Now he could barely move without his muscles screaming out in pain, so he stayed where he was. It wasn’t like he had anywhere to go. The room he was in centered in Sneherr’s fortress, and surrounded by guards. Usually he could hear their chatter and the jostling of their uniforms as they walked around.

He blinked, realizing that he hadn’t heard them since they had come to get his master. Usually if it was an emergency his master would get the royal guard, and the rest would be left to defend the castle. But now he couldn’t hear any of them, which meant this was not just an emergency. Whatever the guards were dealing with was way bigger than any threats Amir had seen before, and he was stuck on a bed. Unable to move, or leave, or run. He just had to sit and wait for whatever the danger was to come to him, like a duckling trapped in the reeds.

He started to listen closer to try and assess the situation, and he realized he could hear cries from the guards. They were far off and faint, but it sounded like a battle. Were they getting raided again? Did his master forget to pay off their debts? If Sneherr forgot to pay off his debts then why wasn’t the raid heading to the treasury? It was clearly getting closer now, the shouts from Sneherrs guards being drowned out by the cadence of a language Amir didn’t know. They would be nearing the room he was in soon. He hoped whatever they did to him, it was quick.