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Happy Leland Melvin Day!!!

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Managed to actually put a dent in Draft Mountain. Storm sounds like its dying down. I'm gonna read for a bit and then crash because I work in like 11 hours.

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The smile he gave at that was brilliant, lighting up his entire face as he let Darcy pull him closer. "Thank you," he breathed, wanting the other to know how appreciated he was for even considering it. "You never have to ask. I'll always dance with you."

"And I love you," he returned, smile tugging at his lips as he was kissed. Atlas didn't have to steal those, Darcy gave them freely. "I guess that's fair and also something I can agree to. But while I have you here..." he gave Atlas' waist a gentle squeeze and pulled him in closer, swaying gently where they stood. "Dance with me? Nothing fancy, just this."

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"I love you," he murmured, leaning in to steal a soft, sweet kiss. The fact that Darcy did that was so loving and sweet, and Atlas couldn't help but be grateful for it. "I'm not asking you to sing right here or now. Just saying I'd like to hear you sing at some point, not just when I'm asleep."

"Mhm," he nodded gently. "Wrap my arms around you, pull you close, sing to you softly until you relax." Sometimes the taste alone would wake him, the sweetness in the back of his throat, and he would only settle when it dulled down and Atlas seemed at peace again. "My most prized possessions. It's incredibly awkward to be put on the spot like this, you know?"

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His expression softened, not expecting that answer. "Wait, really?" He knew his nightmares were bad, knew that Darcy dealt with them more often than anyone else did these days, but he didn't know how Darcy soothed them. His arms draped over his boyfriend's shoulders, enjoying the closeness. "I'd say my undying love and devotion, but you already have that."

"I mean... no." It was totally something Belladonna would do. And Atlas, being who he was to Darcy, was going to hear about it sooner rather than later. "It's plenty fair. Not my fault it seems to be the easiest way to soothe you when you're having a particularly nasty nightmare." Crossing to where his boyfriend stood, Darcy planted his hands on Atlas's waist before leaning in to kiss him. "What's in it for me if I sing to you?"

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On a tornado watch til 4am. Yay.

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"Are you really all that surprised? Have you met her?" That last bit was a stupid question, but it was still a valid point when it came to Darcy's mom. "Great at cooking, awful at singing." Atlas pouted at that, giving his best puppy dog eyes. "You only singing to me when I'm asleep and can't hear you isn't fair."

"I see, she ratted me out." Darcy glanced over at Atlas and just chuckled a little under his breath. He knew what the other wanted without him even having to ask. "That bad?" Making a face, Darcy shrugged. Fulton surely had other talents. "You know, I sing to you all the time - you're just usually asleep - so you putting me on the spot is totally unfair."

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"Still might not be easy to use against him." Kai was smart. Smarter than he really should be, but Cree had a feeling that Darcy had been warned about that, too. "Wouldn't try to talk you out of it, Kai likely deserves whatever you got planned, just givin' a warning to cover all your bases."

Cree nodded at the question, eyes rolling at the comparison. "He makes his jokes, but he knows the reality of what I am. When I built the house, I took into consideration his physical needs and my own." Which meant open spaces for Dimitri's wings and built-in climbs for when Cree was shifted.

"I dunno, you ain't met all of us yet. Maybe Fulton's my favorite. Or Hazel." Truthfully, Creedance didn't have favorites, but if Darcy wanted to run that joke, he'd play along at least a little.

"Well... that sucks. But I'd rather ask for forgiveness from Fiero afterward than not do what I need to do." Darcy had it all lined up, even had permission. He intended to inflict no physical pain, violence not really his thing, but that meant he had to go for the emotional hurt. "From what I've learned about Kai, he fears very little. If anything. But Bells told me his one weak spot..." From there Darcy figured Cree could piece together the rest.

"Alright, alright - he's potentially very dangerous. And he's much bigger and heavier than I think he realizes. You had this same talk with Dreamboat? 'Cause he looks at you like you're a harmless kitten in a cowboy hat." Darcy knew that look well 'cause it was the same one he caught himself giving Atlas all the time.

"First person short of Atlas who ever bothered to give a damn. Unexpected but not unwanted, not really." At least now he could admit that out loud. "Exactly. Whatever I say. I'll be your favorite sibling in no time."

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"You do know that I've been around fae for like, my entire life, right? And I do know how to be polite." She also knew not to thank them for anything or accept any food. "Is that because you know you can't drag me home yourself?" That was definitely pushing it a little but Genesis was seriously trying to test this theory of hers.

"That depends on how you measure danger. Personally? I think I'd rather get killed than cursed for eternity. The fae are very creative and you are walking curse-bait." She was going to give him an ulcer one of these days. "Aspen sounds smart. We should go find him so he can do that. I support the idea of dragging you home." If he wasn't absolutely certain she was stronger than him, he would try it himself.

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"Yeah, well, maybe it should." Despite it all, it was something she still struggled with, but not for the obvious reasons. The problem was, she enjoyed it far more than she wanted to admit, and not just because it meant Chance was right about her.

“You know that doesn’t change what I think of you, right?” Dimitri settled down in front of her, taking both of her hands in his and gave them a gentle squeeze. “Doesn’t change who you are at your core. Is it something you want to talk about or is it just one of those things you needed to let out?”

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"Until she pisses off the wrong person and takes friendly fire," she muttered, refusing to let the subject go back to one she didn't feel like dealing with.

"It was a compliment if I choose to take it as one. Rogers is a badass. And you're still changing the subject. You don't need to go this one alone."

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"I like Bells. She listens and tries to be supportive, even if she doesn't agree with your choices." It was such an interesting concept and one she found she rather liked. The reasoning made sense, and she couldn't imagine going through any of that. "That sounds like a nightmare. I mean, I spent the first few years of my life chained out in the elements but never had to go through anything like that." She had never seen herself as human, hell, she barely considered herself a person on a good day, but that was neither here nor there. "It's less thrill seeking and more orgasm seeking."

"It's...complicated." In some ways, Gen understood why Sage didn't do attachments, but still. "Her dad's an archdemon, a pretty awful one overall from what I gather. She made some comments one of the last times we saw one another that makes it sound like she thought her dad might try to use me in some fucked up game." Sage hadn't outright said it, but Gen just couldn't shake the feeling.

Dimitri was right about that, Silas did have a lot of making up to do with his kids, but she also knew both Abi and Izzy and she didn't think either of them would be pissed at him forever. "Groveling works wonders."

"That's true. The five of us were very close. The girls, me, my brother, Tassos... not everyone you love is forever deserving. Britt and Lyri are, however. And I see Belladonna as fitting in right along with them. I already have such a soft spot for her." It felt more difficult putting Ava into such cut and dry categories, perhaps because he'd heard of her remorse. It didn't excuse the things she had done or make him forgive her but Dimitri also felt that ultimately her fate was up to Finn and Nik. "Exactly. On top of that imagine coming in having thought you were human for most of your life, finding out the truth about your family and having an uncle who won't talk about your father on top of some other things that are strictly Reed's business. I'm not helping in some places, I'm aware. But we're working on it." He frowned. It was something he was working on, it was just slow going. "Why is it boring? You can still thrill seek and not die."

Dimitri nodded at that, understanding to some degree where she was coming from. He'd likely be in the same boat if that was the situation he was in but also knew that was a sinking ship. "Alright, you didn't ask for the advice but I'm gonna give it anyway - people who want you in their lives will actively work to make that happen. If she's not doing that, why are you waiting? Have fun other places, with other people. It doesn't have to be serious. I wish someone had told me that."

"Oh yeah, absolutely. You've met the worst version of my son. What you've seen and dealt with is not who he really is. When he sorts his shit out, and he will eventually, he will deeply regret a lot of things and he will be asking a lot of people for forgiveness. Namely Abi and Izzy."

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"See, funnily enough, she was pretty specific when she said it was you," he countered with a grin, wanting to hear him sing but not wanting to pressure him about it either. "I've heard Fulton sing before. Just...please no."

“My mom? A gossip? Never.” Darcy tried to hide the blush that colored his cheeks by smiling and shaking his head, chin tilted down toward the ground. “Not a clue, sweet bean. Maybe one of the twins? My money is on Fulton. Or Julian? They like music, told me as much. Or maybe it’s you. You got secrets you’re keeping from me?”

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"So, you should probably know that your mom's a real gossip when it comes to some things. And she may or may not have let slip that someone has a beautiful singing voice. Wouldn't know what she's talking about, would you?"

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Ajax hummed, fingers drumming against the bartop as he listened. Sitting still had never been his strong suit, but fidgeting was the only way he could really listen and retain the information. It was interesting to hear about the drink, but it wasn't the reason he was paying attention.

"Some of them, I suppose." But certainly not all of them. There were far too many humans who would likely kill them both if given half the chance. He wasn't sure what the other was, sure, but Ajax would have put good money on him not being human based on his wording alone.

"The coffee beans may add to the flavour but only a little. Their inclusion is more for traditional purposes - you add three to the glass to symbolise health, happiness and prosperity. Sort of a blessing, in a way."

Matias neglected to mention that there might have been religious or superstitious origins to that specific tradition, since he didn't hold any such views himself, but he enjoyed the symbolism of toasting to good fortune all the same.

"Humans have a talent for inventing such interesting traditions, no?"

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"Sooooo, am I allowed to ask what you're grabbing, or is this a no-questions-asked favor to be paid back later sort of situation?" she asked, curious but not enough for a lack of answers to be a deal breaker.

"Oh, yeah, that... that would probably do it alright..."

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