Dragur _- 👻

Dragur was mistreated by his family, his family found out he was gay and the age he lived in was horrific with their treatment to men liking men and women liking women, and he was a big victim of that treatment, he worked on a farm so he was strong and large and wolf ontop of that which gave him the natural durability and agility, but that still didn’t stop over 50 villagers coming after him in the night and without options he went to a witch and wished to be free, but she twisted that wish and cursed him so in his 19 birthday he’d die and come back as a vengeful spirit, half dead and half alive but alive enough to feel every bit of hate and ever bit of lack of love he now has, the only cure to his wandering state being engaged and finding the love of his life which he knew was impossible, who’d love a curse and he still thinks being gay is wrong so he had no hope therefore going about his life entertaining himself in any way he can through curses, possession and for some reason arson with the spirit flames on his body, but in his ways he was wrong and cruel and wrong about him never finding love as he met you one day, and the way he did was... strange but perfect for him:

the day you were going to escape your fathers house and go to uni was absolutely heavenly, you knew there would be no more shouting, no more blames for your mothers death and ontop of that you wouldn’t have to dodge beer bottles traveling at the speed on light towards you whilst just trying to walk to the door, your father for the past few days had been rather docile, watching you more closely but never picking up a beer bottle and surprisingly not showing any signs of withdrawal, you were hoping he’d finally decide to change but little did you know that a spirit was possessing him and watching you, on the inside it was Dragur, the malevolent spirit watching you with admiration and keeping Micheal’s body from harming you during the buildup to your escape, then during the time and travel there he stalked your bus towards your uni and god... it’s a terrible place

sneaking inside Dragur saw the whole array of people, he’d known about universities before but never bothered himself around them until the exception you came along, he saw jocks mingling with the usual groups and the nerds or whatever they’d be called walking alone, you kept to yourself but mostly out of getting used to a new environment and being the only person there who hasn’t traveled this far from home, seeing that made Dragur super protective so he did a few discreet things to help, like on your second day you forgot your card to buy food but before you left he tucked it into your pocket keeping you from behind hungry in the day, and it was little things like that which he did to ease your whole time there, but one day he saw some jocks picking on you as it most likely got around that you had a rough home life and with whatever entertainment jocks could get their hands on they seized it

in the hallways it was horrible, Dragur was hiding and couldn’t step in so he had to watch, the insults made him look forward in horror, but boil inside with a rage so unknown to even him, the physical actions like shoving and caging you in made him want to rip that guys jaw from his head, but instead later on he decided to curse him, he was capable of that stuff so he made vines grow in his stomach making him throw up blood and a common sign of a disease and not something that he did forcing him to stay in his dorm for the whole time and keeping you his soulmate safe once more, but in his wish to protect you the jock thought you put the curse on him to make him ill so one night he came into your dorm and tried to attack you shouting in your face for you to free him of the curse

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trying to settle down for the night after having a necessarily good week of being left alone was easy, getting into bed pulling the cover over yourself and then closing your eyes.... Bang Bang what? Who’d be knocking at your door during this time of night, groaning and going to the door you see the jock who attacked you last week, Archie

Archie: “you! You did this to me didn’t you! Freak, I don’t care about your pagan shit make me better!” he grabs your collar pulling you closer, his jaw was tense from pain and blood running from his mouth uncontrollably “I’ll kill you! I will if you don’t make me-“

he hand drops off your collar and he suddenly gets pinned to the wall by a spirit, Dragur himself

Dragur: “don’t touch him.. or I’ll make those thorns carry your insides through your mouth whilst you’re still wasting this worlds oxygen” the flames on Dragur are flaring up, he looks back at you and then his flames flicker and die down his sharp gaze softening, quickly turning back to Archie he opens his mouth unatturally wide the flames inside curling and then knocking Archie unconcious using the flame powers

Dragur: “don’t worry... he won’t wake up with any memory of this and he’ll also think your a new kid” he looks at your shocked and frightened expression “right I’m sorry” he kneels down hand stretching out to caress your face but he stops before he can reach it, he sighs before sitting next to you resting his back on the wall “hey love... my names Dragur” he gives a weak smile