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Ilya felt more tired now that he was curled up against Alex. He hummed softly. "Just a long shift. Sorry if I smell too much like coffee," He chuckled, squeezing his arms around his boyfriend gently. He didn't bother biting back the yawn, nuzzling in closer. "I think I might just nap here, don't...

-godmods approved- Ilya lit up, dropping his coat over a kitchen chair on his way by. He stepped up onto the couch, tip-toeing over to drop behind Alex. He wrapped around his boyfriend, nuzzling into his neck and pressing a gentle kiss there. "Hello, my handsome Raven," He murmured, content to...

Ilya had been living with his Raven for a while now. He couldn't imagine being happier. He still worked as a musician where he could find work, and to supplement his gigs, he worked a few shifts as a barista each week. He enjoyed the work, really. He liked the cafe art that had become his...

It was several long moments before Ilya broke the kiss, but he didn't pull away, instead leaning his forehead against the mans and humming softly, keeping him in close. "I knew you would find me someday, my sweet Raven," He whispered, kissing him again slowly.

Ilya Ivanovich Novikov Date of Birth: October 31, 2036 Astrological Sign: Scorpio Hair Color/Length: Shoulder length, straight, dark brown (almost black) Eyes: Pale blue Face: Long oval Clothing Style: Ilya likes to wear darker clothing, an almost casual goth style Favorites: Food: Ukha...

-godmods approved- Ilya's heart was thundering as his Raven approached. He kept playing, feeling the music swell around him, imagining it enveloping them and intwininng them together. As the song finished, he stood, hooking his bag over his shoulder as he did. He moved quickly, fluidly, moving...

Ilya couldn't keep the tender smile off of his face, continuing to play. You, he mouthed back, motioning with his head for the man to join him. Ilya didn't have any reason to think so, but he was sure this was his raven. As the melody finished, he shifted into the next, the last one for the day...

Ilya was enjoying life, loving the letters he was exchanging with his raven, loving the music it brought out of him. He was still bouncing from coffee shop to coffee shop, but he had a few faithful followers that would find him wherever he was playing. He was lost in the music, letting it swell...

Ilya loved getting letters from his Raven. It had been such an unexpected turn of events, and now he found that he lived for it, pouring over the letters over and over again late at night when the moon kept him from his dreams. He was thrilled to receive another letter, his heart fluttering as...

((x this guy is awesome seriously))

It had been just about a year since he graduated, and he had fallen into a comfortable rhythm. He had a nice flat in London, and he bounced around the cafes and bars in town, playing his music for anyone that would listen. His life was comfortable, and he enjoyed the solitude. He was surprised...