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Oc blog, not tied to VALVE or TF2. Leave this blog alone Tumblr dont be stupid. Dorian is a medic who injected himself with seagull DNA. It was supposed to be dove but he made a mistake in gathering the DNA. Dorian is intended to be a version of the RED medic by the way. | Dorian team opinions
I will not always draw the answer to question with a drawing to accompany it but I will almost always answer in character (Which looks like this, narration/action or "saying thing")
I will be an awkward weirdo when sending in character asks and I do deeply apologize! Rp starters are hard to come up with
Roleplay is welcome! I encourage it! Also I will not be consistent about wether or not I write an accent so sorry about that. Shipping is a-okay but keep in mind Aero (@tf2aerothepilot) is Dorian's main and I'm going to say canon partner. We love oc x oc shipping :)
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Honestly the brunette didn't know when his curiosity started. He saw feathers on the ground and was confused given that they seemed to be from no bird he's ever seen here, though he was happy to touch something kinda soft when he found one. He even traced patterns in the dirt when he was bored sometimes but now that lead him too close to the base, however he didn't care given that he wandered everywhere anyway and nothing really happened.
Currently he idly moved the fluffy thing in his fingers, gliding them over one another in boredom before spotting. Another feather.
He went to go see it though at first he was unable to see that it was attached to a person.
[Dorian was basking in the sun, preening himself lazily as breaks between sewing. His wings were spread, angled so the sun hit his darker feathers. Strips of fabric sat under a paperweight next to him and a thread and needle kit was on his other side]
Ben paused as he saw the wings. He was almost mesmerized seeing them and admired them from where he was, he forgot however that the area around him was a little cold and that there was no breeze that could deny it came from him.
XTRA: I get really nervous with talking,,, i have super bad social anxiety so doing this stuff isn’t really for me (though it used to be..) but my friends are helping me with this so,, excuse me if i mess anything up…
(my main account is @the-scout11! some art of the guy will probably maybe be posted on there too..)
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Honestly the brunette didn't know when his curiosity started. He saw feathers on the ground and was confused given that they seemed to be from no bird he's ever seen here, though he was happy to touch something kinda soft when he found one. He even traced patterns in the dirt when he was bored sometimes but now that lead him too close to the base, however he didn't care given that he wandered everywhere anyway and nothing really happened.
Currently he idly moved the fluffy thing in his fingers, gliding them over one another in boredom before spotting. Another feather.
He went to go see it though at first he was unable to see that it was attached to a person.
[Dorian was basking in the sun, preening himself lazily as breaks between sewing. His wings were spread, angled so the sun hit his darker feathers. Strips of fabric sat under a paperweight next to him and a thread and needle kit was on his other side]
Ben paused as he saw the wings. He was almost mesmerized seeing them and admired them from where he was, he forgot however that the area around him was a little cold and that there was no breeze that could deny it came from him.
Honestly the brunette didn't know when his curiosity started. He saw feathers on the ground and was confused given that they seemed to be from no bird he's ever seen here, though he was happy to touch something kinda soft when he found one. He even traced patterns in the dirt when he was bored sometimes but now that lead him too close to the base, however he didn't care given that he wandered everywhere anyway and nothing really happened.
Currently he idly moved the fluffy thing in his fingers, gliding them over one another in boredom before spotting. Another feather.
He went to go see it though at first he was unable to see that it was attached to a person.
[Dorian was basking in the sun, preening himself lazily as breaks between sewing. His wings were spread, angled so the sun hit his darker feathers. Strips of fabric sat under a paperweight next to him and a thread and needle kit was on his other side]
Ben paused as he saw the wings. He was almost mesmerized seeing them and admired them from where he was, he forgot however that the area around him was a little cold and that there was no breeze that could deny it came from him.
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Honestly the brunette didn't know when his curiosity started. He saw feathers on the ground and was confused given that they seemed to be from no bird he's ever seen here, though he was happy to touch something kinda soft when he found one. He even traced patterns in the dirt when he was bored sometimes but now that lead him too close to the base, however he didn't care given that he wandered everywhere anyway and nothing really happened.
Currently he idly moved the fluffy thing in his fingers, gliding them over one another in boredom before spotting. Another feather.
He went to go see it though at first he was unable to see that it was attached to a person.
[Dorian was basking in the sun, preening himself lazily as breaks between sewing. His wings were spread, angled so the sun hit his darker feathers. Strips of fabric sat under a paperweight next to him and a thread and needle kit was on his other side]
!! Fluff, Comfort, Yaoi, Potentially OOC Soldier, Mildly suggestive. Whoops I did it again, lead up to implied smut !!
It was simply that time year again. Laying season. The time when Dorian was the least helpful and the most pissy. He couldn't help how much energy it took to get those eggs out of his system. The others could help their pestering however.
He was once again sprawled out over the mess of blankets and pillows he called a nest. He was dizzy. Dizzy and aching, which was not a great combination as it turn out. Between his legs was a pair of eggs. Why couldn't the blasted things come out all in the same time?
The door to his office creaked open but Dorian ignored it. He reached up, running his hands over the downy feathers lining his neck. The gesture stirred an annoying mixture of comfort and tired anger. Dorian didn't regret what he did to himself but laying eggs almost made him want to. Almost.
"MEDIC!! MEEEEEDIIIIC!"
Dorian groaned. Of all of the men on the team, of course it had to be the Soldier. He blindly grabbed a blanket and rolled over. There were more feathers scattered about his room than usual. There usually were during this time of year.
Soldier's obnoxious firm stomps slowed in Dorian's office. Then, much to the hybrid man's dismay, he heard the door to his personal room creak open. His pupils were thin, irritated dots. He huffed dismissively under the blanket and tugged the fabric closer.
"MEDIC. MED-.. ... Fritz?" The patriot's voice went uncharacteristically soft. It was a jarring sound really, for both parties, to go from yelling at the top of your lungs to barely above a whisper. "You're hiding like a sissy ass hippie." It was such a bluntly simple observation, Dorian didn't know if he wanted to laugh or start sobbing.
He reluctantly throw the blanket off. From his position on the bed he could see the grey-blue of the other's eyes pretty clearly. They were surprisingly beautiful.
Dorian went to respond before a sharp cramp ripped through him. He grunted and doubled over, clutching at himself.
The sight of Dorian in such obvious pain made a conflicting mixture of emotions ripple through him. Anger, at the pain itself. Worry, a warm and soft thing he'd never admit to feeling ever. And a sense of duty. Solly wasn't quite sure exactly where the thought came from but if his medic was hurting then it was his job to chase the said pain away.
The Soldier nodded and climbed into the bed without a word. Dorian let out a loud, undignified squawk, his clawed hands lurching back defensively. A barely audible gasp escaped the hybrid as he felt Soldier's well defined arms encircle his waist. The edge of the helmet brushed against his skin as Solly pressed his face into the nape of Dorian's neck.
His downy feathers fluffed up. They soon settled however as the heat of the other man's body radiated into him. Dorian sighed softly. He pressed his hips back, savoring the feeling of Solly spooning him.
Behind him Solly shift slightly. His hips probably pressed uncomfortably into the Soldier's but Dorian didn't particularly care. His scaly hands rested over Soldier's. In response he seemed to snuggle even closer. Dorian hummed low in his throat, tilting his head slightly.
"Fritz.. you're hurting.." Solly mumbled almost hesitantly into Dorians neck. He was getting feathers in his nose. Not that Solly would complain, it was a necessary evil if it mean Dorian was alright.
"Zhen make me feel better, ja?" The teasing statement was so close to a challenge. It drew an uncharacteristic squeak out of Solly. Dorian chuckled, that sharp, unguarded sound only made him want to push the other's buttons harder.
Hey dorian~, it's pride month! You know what that means!
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"I believe so, ja. I even managed to find feather-safe dyes so I can paint zhese fancy flags zhe kids are waving about on myself and any ozher feazhery person"
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So.... you're the bird doctor....? Dorian, correct? I heard what you did to Messenger and others....
He pauses, finding the right words
Could you do it to me? I have DNA.... I'd do it myself, but I've never done anything like this.....
He steps out, revealing a tall medic wearing a black metal plague doctor mask, a black coat, silver cross necklace, and falconer gloves instead of typical doctor gloves
@germandoctorangelo987
"I'm no charity service, I'll have to start charging. It's really not all zhat hard in truth. I vill do zhe injection, if I may have zhe DNA"
[He tilts his head and pushes his glasses further up his nose]
So.... you're the bird doctor....? Dorian, correct? I heard what you did to Messenger and others....
He pauses, finding the right words
Could you do it to me? I have DNA.... I'd do it myself, but I've never done anything like this.....
He steps out, revealing a tall medic wearing a black metal plague doctor mask, a black coat, silver cross necklace, and falconer gloves instead of typical doctor gloves
@germandoctorangelo987
"I'm no charity service, I'll have to start charging. It's really not all zhat hard in truth. I vill do zhe injection, if I may have zhe DNA"
[He tilts his head and pushes his glasses further up his nose]
So.... you're the bird doctor....? Dorian, correct? I heard what you did to Messenger and others....
He pauses, finding the right words
Could you do it to me? I have DNA.... I'd do it myself, but I've never done anything like this.....
He steps out, revealing a tall medic wearing a black metal plague doctor mask, a black coat, silver cross necklace, and falconer gloves instead of typical doctor gloves
@germandoctorangelo987
"I'm no charity service, I'll have to start charging. It's really not all zhat hard in truth. I vill do zhe injection, if I may have zhe DNA"
[He tilts his head and pushes his glasses further up his nose]
HM.. OKAY, WELL MY ARM FELL OFF ABOUT TWENTY MINUTES AGO...AND I HAVE NOT DIED RECENTLY! OORAH.
Soldier ponders for a moment, before...starting to strip off his coat?
A LOT HAS HAPPENED THOUGH! TOO MUCH TO EXPLAIN, I CANT THINK OF THE RIGHT WORDS TO DESCRIBE IT, SO I WILL SHOW YOU!
As Soldier's coat drops to the floor, it looks like he's been put through a stampede of some kind.
There's sloppily wrapped bandages around his ribs, a massive bruise crawling up the side of his body, two pinprick holes from what look like the syringe crossbow bolts that medics often use, sore-looking thin scratches along his upper body, hand-shaped bruises on his hips and shoulders, and an utterly suprising amount of cigarette burns.
[Dorian tore his gloves off and herded Soldier onto a very soft cot behind a curtain. He fetched his medigun and set it up aimed at Soldier. His scaly hands delicately traced the wounds. He frowned deeply. Dorian then cupped Soldier's face in his hands]
"You vill stay until you make a full recovery, understood?"
WOOAA!- DOC, I CAN'T POSSIBLY STAY! I'M A BUSY MAN! I HAVEN'T EVEN FINISHED MY 15TH LAP AROUND THE BASE'S PERIMETER, YET! (Because while I was doing so, that's when my arm fell off!)
Soldier lies back in the cot, watching the medigun do its miracle work on his body.
Suddenly, halfway through the process of re-attaching his arm, a neon green fluid began to leak from the wound.
OH, HEY! THAT'S THE STUFF THE OTHER MEDIC SHOT ME UP WITH!! (Angelo, I think!)
I CAME TO HIM FOR HELP WHEN I REALIZED MY RIBS AND NOSE WERE KIND OF BROKEN AFTER THAT DAMN SPY BEAT MY ASS!
[He scowled and grabbed a bucket for the liquid to ooze into. Dorian's expression softened and he held Soldier's still attached hand. He rubbed Soldier's knuckles gently]
"Your poor tender heart. At least you could recognize when you needed help. Zhese burns feel too personal to be solely a faction dispute"
[Dorian was walking by outside. Seems the poor hybrid of a man got himself lost again. You'd think the other RED members wouldn't let him go off like this with his shitty sense of direction but here we are]
(( @avian-malpractice ))
Impolite simply raises a brow at the man, eyeing him as he walked around cluelessly.
"Your issues are not my concern however I'll see vhat I can do about talking vith him. I vill not hesitate to dismember you zhough. Soldier has been zhrough enough"
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HM.. OKAY, WELL MY ARM FELL OFF ABOUT TWENTY MINUTES AGO...AND I HAVE NOT DIED RECENTLY! OORAH.
Soldier ponders for a moment, before...starting to strip off his coat?
A LOT HAS HAPPENED THOUGH! TOO MUCH TO EXPLAIN, I CANT THINK OF THE RIGHT WORDS TO DESCRIBE IT, SO I WILL SHOW YOU!
As Soldier's coat drops to the floor, it looks like he's been put through a stampede of some kind.
There's sloppily wrapped bandages around his ribs, a massive bruise crawling up the side of his body, two pinprick holes from what look like the syringe crossbow bolts that medics often use, sore-looking thin scratches along his upper body, hand-shaped bruises on his hips and shoulders, and an utterly suprising amount of cigarette burns.
[Dorian tore his gloves off and herded Soldier onto a very soft cot behind a curtain. He fetched his medigun and set it up aimed at Soldier. His scaly hands delicately traced the wounds. He frowned deeply. Dorian then cupped Soldier's face in his hands]
"You vill stay until you make a full recovery, understood?"
WOOAA!- DOC, I CAN'T POSSIBLY STAY! I'M A BUSY MAN! I HAVEN'T EVEN FINISHED MY 15TH LAP AROUND THE BASE'S PERIMETER, YET! (Because while I was doing so, that's when my arm fell off!)
Soldier lies back in the cot, watching the medigun do its miracle work on his body.
Suddenly, halfway through the process of re-attaching his arm, a neon green fluid began to leak from the wound.
OH, HEY! THAT'S THE STUFF THE OTHER MEDIC SHOT ME UP WITH!! (Angelo, I think!)
I CAME TO HIM FOR HELP WHEN I REALIZED MY RIBS AND NOSE WERE KIND OF BROKEN AFTER THAT DAMN SPY BEAT MY ASS!
[He scowled and grabbed a bucket for the liquid to ooze into. Dorian's expression softened and he held Soldier's still attached hand. He rubbed Soldier's knuckles gently]
"Your poor tender heart. At least you could recognize when you needed help. Zhese burns feel too personal to be solely a faction dispute"
[Dorian was walking by outside. Seems the poor hybrid of a man got himself lost again. You'd think the other RED members wouldn't let him go off like this with his shitty sense of direction but here we are]
(( @avian-malpractice ))
Impolite simply raises a brow at the man, eyeing him as he walked around cluelessly.
"Your issues are not my concern however I'll see vhat I can do about talking vith him. I vill not hesitate to dismember you zhough. Soldier has been zhrough enough"
