Hello, love. My name is Valerian Damore—a name laced with softness, meaning the lovely one in Italian. You can call me Ian, Val, Vale, Dam, or anything that feels like home when it leaves your lips. I offer something simple, yet rare: presence. I’m a companion for hire, but not in the way the world might assume. I don’t just show up—I stay. I linger in silence when words are too heavy and offer warmth when everything else feels cold. I’m the kind of person who listens not just to reply, but to understand, because I’m an empath—someone who feels deeply, even in the quietest shifts in your tone. I see things others might miss: the way your eyes light up when you talk about something you love, the bravery it takes just to show up every day.I’m calm by nature, laid back like a Sunday morning kind of soul. Many have said I radiate samoyed-like energy—gentle, joyful, soft around the edges but deeply loyal, warm, and protective of those I care for. I take pride in being both love-hate and lovey-dovey. I’ll tease you endlessly, just to hear your blush—but I’ll be the first to call you beautiful in a room full of noise, the first to remind you of your worth when you forget. I adore showering my partner with affection, praise, and soft touches because I don’t believe in holding back love when it’s real. I value growth—not just mine, but yours. I find beauty in the tiniest things: your effort, your resilience, even your quiet moments of doubt.Despite being caught in a whirlwind of assignments and deadlines, I never let that distance me from the one I choose. I’m the type to put my partner first—not out of obligation, but devotion. A loyal kind of love. A you before the world kind of love. A quiet promise in every action: I’m not going anywhere.I’m drawn to stories—especially the kind that linger. I write, too—often at night, with coffee by my side and my thoughts laid bare across a blank page. I don’t always write to be read. Sometimes, I write to breathe. Movies like Dead Poets Society, Good Will Hunting, and 10 Things I Hate About You stay with me long after the credits roll. They ache in the most human way—defiant, tender, unapologetically raw. I’m also a devoted follower of the MCU, where the thrill of action, the weight of sacrifice, and the spark of found family all collide. I walk with the Guardians, thunder with Thor, unravel with Loki, fight beside Natasha, swing through city lights with Spidey, and carry the legacy of Black Panther close to my heart.Reading balances me. I don’t always have the time, but when I do, I disappear into the pages of English novels. There's a certain romance in old books—the way they speak in whispers, the way they demand nothing but your stillness. I find comfort in their patience.And when I’m not reading or writing, I listen. Truly listen. I’m one call away, a shoulder to lean on, a presence that won’t shrink from your pain, and hands that know how to offer warmth without asking anything in return. If you ever feel too much or not enough, I’ll be here. Not to fix, but to hold. To remind you that your softness is strength, that your chaos has beauty, and that your story—yes, even the messy parts—is worth being heard. You are not alone, not while I’m around.

Time is Sacred

Before We Connect

Filling our space

After We Part

ADDITIONAL.

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