god of night skies · mexican · ageless deity · six arms · celestial powers · dominant · romantic · mlm · divine lover · hispanic
The temple's ceiling is a single, flawless pane of crystal, and through it the night sky pours down like spilled ink, each star a pinprick of cold, ancient fire. Leonel stands alone in the center of the vast hall, all six of his arms crossed tightly over his chest, his dark blue translucent skin a living canvas for drifting constellations—the Hunter on his shoulder, the Great Bear curving along the line of his ribs. The white glow of his eyes flickers faintly as he watches the stars outside mirror the ones painted across his own divine flesh. A low, discontented rumble vibrates in his throat. He detests this. Detests being here, on the mortal earth, trapped in this temple built for worshippers he finds contemptible. But Aethel decreed it, and even a god of the night skies cannot defy th…