#005. writings.

[yvvxs]

Physical Touch...‎ ‎

‎ ‎↪ ft. argenti. arlan. aventurine. blade. boothill. caelus. dan heng & imbibitor lunae. dr ratio. gallagher. gepard. jing yuan. luka. luocha. sampo. sunday. welt.

Argenti brushing your hair, making sure to gently undo any knots found in it. He would help you clean up any dirt from your skin and clothes, making sure you looked even more beautiful than you already were. You were his beloved, and he'd make sure to make you feel like it was so all the time through soft moments just like these.

Being in the infirmary with Arlan, who bandages up any wounds you got. He places soft kisses over small band-aids or bigger scars, making sure to help you feel better. He wouldn't want to let you hurt any longer than you already did. He promises that it'll be all better with him by your side.

Aventurine would hold you close to himself as you both roam the casino. Winning every single game he played, as always. Letting every other patron there know that you were the only one allowed to be so close to the luckiest man in the building. No one would be able to catch his heart just as you have with him as he places a kiss on your forehead, silently reminding you with a smile.

In between missions, Blade would hold you close to his chest, wrapping his arms around you and rubbing soothing patterns into your back. Elio hadn't assigned him to the next thing in the script yet, so he still had time to be with you, to give you some attention before he has to set off for whatever dangers he'd be going through next.

Despite not being able to feel much, Boothill gives you so much love. An arm wrapped around your waist, tight hugs which brings you closer to himself. Whenever he feels like he wants to feel your touch, he just nuzzles his face into you, chuckling gently with a smirk on his face. Knowing you're too good for someone like him.

Caelus clinging onto you while the Crew watches a horror movie together in the Astral Express. He yelps at the smallest thing, holding you close to himself for dear life. Despite going through life-threatening things, he still was a little scaredy-cat underneath all of that, your little raccoon boyfriend would never change, not like you'd want him to.

Laying your head on Dan Heng's shoulder as he types out something on the Data Bank after your last mission. All of you were tired from what you had experienced, but he diligently writes more information for everybody. Also, gently caressing Imbibitor Lunae's horns, placing soft kisses on them as his tail wraps around your hips, silently trying to pull you closer to himself.

Bathing with Dr. Ratio, he thoroughly washes your body, touching you in places only he can. The bubbly sensation relaxing the two of you as you clean up together. Enjoying the soft, alone time, just for the both of you. With no other people to pry or disturb either of you.

Gallagher guiding your hands as you two work at the Dreamjolt Hostelry. Making sure to help you find the correct ingredients to serve to your different customers. Handing you something he was previously using, your fingers grazing over one another's and feeling the small and short touches that you two share every now and then.

Sitting in the Silvermane Restricted Zone with Gepard, as he lets you bandage his wounds he got from the battles with the Fragmentum. He wasn't fully invincible, and him getting hurt would be inevitable. He knew that his job was dangerous, but letting you at least know he was okay, and that you can make him feel better would make himself feel better.

Jing Yuan letting you sit on his lap as he works. His work was usually boring most of the time, but when you were there with him, it made it so much more interesting. He nuzzled into your neck every now and then, smirking against your skin as he inhaled your scent. He could never get sick of these times with you, and no one could take you away from him, not even the Master Diviner.

Cuddles with Luka after he wins his last match at the Fight Club. It's his little reward from you that he always looked forward to. Even if he did lose, which we all know would barely actually happen, he would always be spoiled like this. He would always love having your warmth and comfort after hard work put into his fights.

Luocha's fingers intertwined with yours as the two of you go through the Luofu together. He wasn't anyone else other than your lover when he was with you, and he'd make sure you know it. Kisses on the back of your hand or playing with your hair when the two of you were alone, or even when there was a man secretly watching from behind the scenes.

Holding Sampo's face in your hands as you gently scold him for conning another person. He just wanted to get money for you, but that didn't mean he had to get it through means like this. You remind him not to do that again, though we both know that he would do it again, all for you.

You were the only one who was loved enough by Sunday to be able to touch his soft wings, other than his own sister. He would let you clean them up, touch them up and even preen any loose feathers that stuck out from the rest. Normally, he'd do it himself, but if it made you happy to help, then he'd let you do what you want.

Laying down with Welt on the couch in the Astral Express' Parlor Car, cuddling with him after a long day of missions at your current stop. He would brush his fingers through your hair. Your head on his chest, his other arm wrapped loosely around your body. Resting for the next day that would be full of exciting adventures for the two of you.

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[geisterruf]

 ⸻  is  an  independent  &  selective  character of Cassedea Genéva Deleviere.

After being born in the Colombian slums, Cassedea moved at the age of 5 with her parents to Rhodes Island. It was both, an escape and a way of moving on. Her parents were extraordinary, having the ability to communicate with supernatural beings and being familiar with voodoo, cursed objects and exorcism. After a failed exorcism, the family felt the need to flee from the danger of the demon. Sadly, he followed them, killing both of her parents mysteriously. After being adopted and growing up, Cassedea found out that she had the same abilities like her parents. Therefore she tried to learn everything about them, getting help from her parents with whom she could communicate. At the age of 16 she brought the demon, who killed her parents, back to hell. Today she made a living out of exorcism and necromancy. When she’s not traveling through the country, she lives with her cousin and a basement full of dark secrets in New Orleans.

#geisterruf original and independent character based on the movies Conjuring, always open for plotting, multishipping and crossover friendly, german & english but german prefered, only interact if your 25+, she/her, bisexuell, low to semi active, m&pdni

Credits: @geisterwelt @strangergraphics

[cagenewman]

WHO: Cage & @theobrowningfd

WHERE: Rocky Ridge Hardware, countryside

WHEN: August 27, 2024

With the school year kicking off in less than a week, Cage had found himself with a to-do list about a mile long, between making sure Colton and Shawn had everything that they needed, getting their space settled and organized, and then helping Rosalyn prepare for daycare. Taking in an extra kid for the school year had been an easy decision as far as it being the right thing to do, but it definitely had added a little more to their plates. And right now, that plate consisted of finding the right hooks he needed to hang football jerseys and a full-length mirror. Some things never changed with teenagers.

Picking up a set of nickel-plated hooks, he turned them over in his hands, warring with the thought that he probably had the same ones in his storage unit, but knowing that this was probably quicker, easier. Glancing up as he saw someone at the other end of the aisle, he found himself doing a double take when he saw Theo, hesitating for a moment before squaring his jaw, deciding that acting as though he hadn't seen him would be the better option, heading for the front of the store to check out.

[skitskatdacat63]

For @sansebastinae and @boisinnot, my fellow saint seb truthers :)

+ the usual

Yayyyy finished a drawing! Haha only took me...2 weeks. I kept going back and forth on whether I could finish it tonight, and I really wasn't going to. But then I looked at the unfinished version on a different screen and was like oh? Not too bad actually?? So I finished it :) First of all, ofc, here is the process. Kinda weird seeing it for smth like this, it makes me feel like I'm the painter in rennaisance au, not Mark dhjfkf

Ah I was gonna draw a silly renaissance au comic to accompany this(read: lighten the mood), but it's 5 am and I've still not really drafted it well, so! I'd like to finish it at some point bcs I wanna draw more chibi comics, but when I finish smth, I can't help but immediately want to post it, so part 2 will have to wait. I'll show you the outline though so you can at least imagine 😭

^ So many renaissance and beyond paintings of Saint Sebastian are always the most horny thing ever. Like pre/early rennaisance, yeah he was naked and all that, but they were pretty chaste, and uhhhhh suffering?? Well the newer paintings are suffering, but in a different way, if you know what I mean.

So I feel like Mark's the type to be overly pedantic about it, and refuses to make borderline porn of a saint, I mean, god forbid, Seb!!! But then he just. Does anyways. Because he can't control his lust for Seb even when drawing him half dead. I just imagine him holding the paintbrush in a death grip like "must not be horny. Must not draw him sexy. Must make him chaste." And then he ends up with the one seen above. Seb is all smug about it. "Wow you'd wanna fuck me even while I'm all bloody and dying? 🥺"

Mark: "oh I'll make you bloody, alright."

But god so funny to imagine Seb doing all these different slutty poses, like arching his back as much as possible, the cloth nearly falling off at all times, etc etc. And Mark finally lands on this pose bcs he hopes the suffering will outweigh the horny. It doesn't. Also Seb is genuinely serious once he actually gets into the pose, focus mode on. And honestly that's even worse for Mark, bcs it's so much more arousing to see Seb in his element, focused. Tbf I think Seb could be drinking water, and Mark would still find some way to sexualize it. Don't look at his sketches!! They're just filled with Seb doing all kinds of random activities.

Also! Here is the painting I referenced this off of, must give credit where credit is due ofc

The Dying St. Sebastian by François Fabre

Also this isn't really relevant in the context of this drawing specifically. But I looked thru a bunch of Saint Sebastian paintings while trying to find one I could reference, and I came across this middle ages one that actually looks so much like boy king seb 😭 I guess it really is meant to be!

St Sebastian between St Roch and St Peter by Pietro Perugino

Lmao but do you see the difference between early rennaisance and later work???

[joshlane]

WHO: Josh & @alejaalverez

WHERE: From Brush to Canvas, coastal area

WHEN: Snowflake Gala (January 25, 2025)

"There's a big part of me that wants to go home with a piece or two for my house," Josh said as he stepped up next to Aleja, moving his eyes over the paintings on the wall in front of them. "And then there's a big part of me that really doesn't know or understand art that much, and thinks I'll get home and have no idea where to put it. Know what I mean?"

[rafaelcb]

WHO: Rafael & @alicezhaox

WHERE: Mawk Tales / beach

WHEN: Polar Plunge (January 1, 2025)

"Writing a whopper of an article?" Rafael asked as he approached Alice, having already gotten ready for his own plunge, wearing swim trunks with a sweatshirt, which he'd take off before he threw himself into the ocean. Gracefully, of course. "Please tell me you're planning on doing this too, though?" a small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he looked from the ocean over to Alice. "I mean, I don't have to throw you over my shoulder and haul you out there, do I?"

[lupiinee]

❝ no no , don't stand on my account , ❞ remus gave a toothy grin at the full table before then reaching over && using his cane to HOOK the edge of the chair that had been left free for him . sliding it out from the table , he then moved to sit beside her . he hadn't meant to run late , but unfortunately , things got away from him && subsequently , he had been held up . everyone else seemed to be in intense discussion , except for tonks who was sitting picking at her thumb , nail polish beginning to CHIP . she seemed out of place && solitary as the others spoke freely . all pink hair && attitude gave the impression that she was outspoken , but sometimes , just sometimes , the reality was much different .

remus leaned forward , grabbing the water pitcher && pouring himself a goblet full . taking a drink , he nestled in his cloak a bit longer , cane up against his torso as he settled down . after a minute , he leaned over . ❝ i miss ANYTHING life-changing ? ❞ he asked her . || @potentialbreakupscng ♥'d (for tonks )

[saburaito]

guys i just have to say i ordered from twistedallure the horror themed soap & baths supplies brand ... oh my god, i'm obsessed

[darpow]

WHO: Darrius & @noa-markam

WHERE: suburbs of Merrock

WHEN: Black Friday, November 29

"I know that they say you can just think about what you were into as a kid to make shopping for kids easier at Christmas but... I'm clueless," Darrius admitted with a small sigh as he looked over at Noa, having gently coaxed her into going shopping with him. Although he wasn't sure that she had put up that much resistance, thankfully. He wasn't much of a shopper to begin with, but doing it on his own had seemed like an absolutely miserable idea, the more that he thought about it. "I mean, when I was a kid, we had Pokémon and Yu-Gi-Oh. Are kids still into that?"

[brandokisser]

(☆) Dark Academia Rudol von Stroheim stimboard.

req by: @v0mitgh0st

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[yvvxs]

Words of Affirmation...

‎ ‎↪ ft. argenti. arlan. aventurine. blade. boothill. caelus. dan heng. dr ratio. gallagher. gepard. jing yuan. luka. luocha. sampo. sunday. welt.

"You're beautiful." Argenti always tells you. It was true, and he would never lie about that to you. Because he found you beautiful, like a shining star in the sky that will never die out.

"Are you alright?" Arlan would ask, inspecting you for any wounds or injuries you may have had after the fight with the Antimatter Legion. It wasn't an easy task fighting them off, but he would make sure you were unharmed.

"I would wager everything for you." Aventurine would say, looking into your eyes. He cares about you, and he'd bet everything away just for you, your wellbeing, your happiness. He would give up the cornerstone, his IPC background, everything he ever owned just for you.

"Being with you makes living a bit more bearable." Blade admits, crossing his arms stubbornly. But below that facade, was a soft heart for you. Which loved you so dearly.

"Yer worth more than ma bounty." Boothill grins. To him, even a minute of your time, a minute of being in your presence was something more precious than any bounty he's had on his head.

"Let's have some fun!" Caelus says excitedly, pulling you by the wrist as the two of you go around the place, finding fun things to do together. Pranking people, going through trash cans, breaking some laws.

"Take a break if you need one." Dan Heng reminds in the middle of one of your trailblazing expeditions. He would be there to protect you from any possible dangers that would hurt you. He promises that silently.

"You did well." Dr. Ratio praises after the two of you study together. Your brain fried from all the information that you learned. But he made sure to give you a reward after all the work that you've put in.

"Here's a drink for you." Gallagher slides a glass your way, a personalized mix that was suited to your tastes. He remembered how sweet, how thick, and even how strong you liked your drinks. Making one just for you.

"I'll protect you." Gepard spoke, holding his weapon out beside himself. A silent reminder that his shield was there to keep you safe from any harm. And he'd make sure justice was served to those who have hurt you.

"Let's take a nap together." Jing Yuan requests, holding his arms out for you. He was finally done with his pending tasks, and it was time for a well-earned break with his beloved.

"You're pretty strong!" Luka encourages as the two of you train together, even if it's just for fun. He enjoys being with you, and swears you're strong enough to take him down.

"Shall we take a stroll?" Luocha invites you to go around with him. Spending some time together, not having to worry about any other pressing matters that the two of you had.

"Your dear Sampo Koski would never break your heart." He reassures you, making sure that you remembered that always. He would rather let himself get caught by the Guards than let him do that to you, ever.

"Would you like some tea?" Sunday offers, but he's already pouring the first glass for you. He loved you, and he'd make sure you were happy when you were with him.

"I'm proud of you." Welt smiles softly after you fix one of the problems at the current stop the Express was at. He really, really was, and he always will be. He just wanted to remind you of that fact.

↪ Some of them aren't very good at WoA so I'm sorry if this was subpar.

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[docolives]

WHO: Livvy & @mcndyhcrtmcn

WHERE: The Hartman Home

WHEN: March 30, 2024

"Mandy," Livvy whispered, trying to keep the giggle out of her voice as she turned over on the giant bed in her childhood bedroom, reaching out to shove her sister's shoulder. Gently, of course, she didn't want to wake her up if she was sleeping and be met with a punch to the face, but... the house was quiet, Easter was the next morning, and Livvy felt like this was their chance to recapture their youth. Well, with wine. The perks of being adult. "Psst, get up, I want to go dye eggs."

[thexsanctuaryx]

ʚ♡ɞ I'll Follow You Into the Dark ʚ♡ɞ

➳ PREVIOUS CHAPTER | NEXT CHAPTER

{ summary: } jake's meeting with the doctor doesn't goes as planned, while emma's confusion over what's happening continues. the boys likewise continue to worry about leaving her there by herself, and she finally gets to meet steven. { pairing: } | eventual | original character { emma harper } x jake lockley, emma harper x steven grant, && emma harper x marc spector { contents: } mental hospitals, psychiatric hold, angst { I guess? I don't know what else to call it. }, hurt/comfort-esque vibes, steven's first appearance { warnings: } severe mental illness { psychosis, hallucinations, depression }, main character is actively in psychosis, I've done my best to write it in the least triggering way but there are a lot of heavy themes that will take place in this series, so forewarning. mental hospitals. typical misunderstanding and misinterpretation that comes with psychosis. due to the nature of emma's psychosis, things are very unhealthily skewed in a religious context. triggering themes related to the aforementioned. { author's note: } I recently finished reading "tear down my reason" by @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction and it inspired me to work on an idea I've been playing with about emma and the boys meeting while both in a mental hospital at the same time. I wanted to write a series that would help other people with severe mental illness feel seen and heard as there really aren't works out there like this, especially not actually written by people with firsthand experience of things like psychosis. this series is being written with a lot of love and care so I truly hope that it can be cathartic for those who read who might also live with mental illness because you DO matter and your stories DO deserve to be told. { word count: } 1,206 { taglist: } @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction @sub-aro

The meeting with the doctor doesn’t take long. Jake is quickly informed that he has their records and knows about the DID. Likewise, he tells him not to worry—that his stay won’t be long so long as he’s not a danger to himself upon leaving and follows up with outside support.

This is, of course, not what Jake was hoping to hear.

“I’m not the one who was a danger to myself—that was Marc…” He glowers at the doctor as he gets up to leave.

He's so angry when he gets back to the hallway that he almost forgets to check on Emma, rather, distracted by the damn doctor who is utterly useless.

His eyes snap to the line getting ready to go to dinner and sighing he goes to join the queue that Emma is just coming to the back of.

She brightens as she sees Jake returning, leaving the line to meet him in the middle.

Upon seeing his expression her face falls. “Are you okay?” She asks softly, her face riddled with worry.

Jake, in turn, softens when she speaks, “Yeah, cariño—I’m okay, nothing I can’t handle…”

Of course, this gets just as confused as everything else about this place. Emma takes it to mean that the battle was difficult but that he prevailed. This floods her with relief.

“Why do you think they have us eat if we’re—ya know?” She asks, changing the subject.

“To keep up our strength, you can’t heal if you’re running on empty…”

Emma, of course takes this to mean healing to get to Heaven.

And Jake, can just see her mind working over it. “I promise you’re alive, sweet one…I know that’s confusing right now…”

“But—”

“Do you trust me?” He asks, knowing that this isn’t exactly the place to trust others, but wanting her to know she can trust him.

Emma doesn’t hesitate, immediately nodding. “Yes…”

“Good.” He encourages with a gentle smile. “Then believe me—you will get better and you will leave this place…”

She just can’t wrap her mind around it, even as he nods toward the line of patients slowly filing out for the cafeteria.

She turns to walk with him, her mind such a mess of contradictions and beliefs that overlap. Everything has a significance and things that shouldn’t be possible are commonplace.

She wonders if it’ll ever make sense, but then, it simultaneously already does for her.

Jake wants so badly to reach for her hand but knows he shouldn’t. He can tell she’s lost in thought again the whole way there and even after they get their trays.

She gets so lost, in fact, that she forgets to tell the server what she wants. Or so he thinks until she speaks.

“I don’t want the meat…”

“Do you have a vegetarian meal plan?” The cook asks blandly.

“No?”

“Well then, this is what you’re having.”

Emma frowns, “but I can’t eat it…”

“Come on, you’re holding up the line.”

She asks for extra of the sides even though she truthfully doesn’t feel like she’s got an appetite at all.

As she and Jake find a table he scowls lightly at her.

“I didn’t know you were a vegetarian…”

“I’m not—but it looked like if I ate it I’d be sick…”

As another patient passes her and hears, she scoffs, “Sounds like you’re pregnant.”

Emma frowns again, her mind rushing through thoughts again. “But I’m not…”

Her thoughts work over the idea, thinking of how she could be pregnant without having been with anyone.

Jake glares at the woman before turning to Emma, “Ignore her…” He reassures her.

“I’m not hungry…” She grumbles, pushing her tray away.

He sighs heavily, feeling like he could take better care of her than this damn hospital and every employee in it put together.

“Maybe just drink your milk?”

Emma thinks on what she knows of pregnancy, her mind getting confused thinking maybe Jake thinks the other woman was right.

“I’m not pregnant…” she repeats, pausing. “Am I?”

Suddenly, Jake worries, doubting she’s actually pregnant but that she’s that lost in her mind.

“I know you’re not—but the milk will at least give you some protein…” He tries.

Emma sighs, “okay…”

Taking a page out of Marc’s book, Jake opens his own carton, taking a long gulp out of it and hoping she’ll follow suit.

He can see her hands shaking as she reaches for hers, struggling to get it open.

He reaches patiently to help her with it before handing it back.

Emma thanks him softly and takes a drink from it, scrunching up her nose as she swallows it.

“We can’t leave her here by herself…” He mumbles out the side of his mouth as she gets distracted playing with her food aimlessly.

‘I know,’ Marc is the first to reply.

‘I’m not sure what we can do—‘side from giving ‘er our number…’ Steven adds.

Like a lightbulb of his own, Jake turns to the side, “That might be it, Steven…”

Emma perks up, already tuned in, “do I get to meet him soon?”

‘Is it strange I’m a bit nervous to meet her? Not like anxious, ‘ve course, not like scared, but y’know—nervous?’ Steven rambles quietly.

Jake grins lightly, giving Emma’s hand a gentle squeeze. “Maybe after dinner—if you eat a couple bites of your vegetables…”

It feels like a dirty trick, but it’s the only way he can think to get her to eat anything.

Immediately, Emma rushes to take a big mouthful, making a face as she chews but swallowing nonetheless. And then she goes for another.

‘Does she really want t’ meet me that badly?’ Steven asks anxiously in the headspace.

‘Apparently so…’ Marc replies.

‘Oh god, I hope I don’t let ‘er down…’

Emma clears all of her vegetables and half her mashed potatoes before stopping.

Jake can’t help but watch warmly, feeling like this might be up there with some of his greatest accomplishments.

He eats some of his own tray before they’re called to head back, admittedly not wanting to relinquish control of the body to Steven.

When they get back everyone seems to head toward the day room to watch TV before the final group of the day.

Jake hangs back, Emma likewise following his lead.

She watches him anxiously, playing with her fingers.

“I’ll see you later, okay?” Jake asks, sneaking a soft touch to her face.

Emma nods quickly, watching in awe as he stiffens, his face contorting and then settling.

When Steven comes forward, he offers her the softest smile, “hello, love…”

Emma immediately launches herself at him, engulfing him in a tight hug causing a gust of breath to punch out of him.

As if remembering what Marc said about not being supposed to do that she retreats, biting her lip nervously.

“Hi, Steven…” She mumbles quietly.

“Oh, bollocks…” He breathes. “Don’t think you’re meant to fall in love in these places…”

Emma’s eyes only shy away, rolling her lips in causing her dimples to dip into her cheeks.

‘Think we’re in trouble, boys…’ Jake speaks once more.

‘I hate to say it—but you might be right…’ Marc agrees.

[rviner]

@wilddwcrds loki x esje - visser cabins

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"Esje." Loki's whisper travels through the first cabin he reaches, but there's no stirring of feet that he recognizes in response. The only reply he gets is a grumble of annoyance, perhaps from a sleeping Torben, which prompts a snicker from Loki that makes him flop to the cabin wall. "Er Esje her??" he whispers again, straightening himself and knocking his leg into the table which then scrapes across the floor. "Shit." It's taken a lot of watered down beer to make his head a little buzzy, Vidar constantly gathering more and more drinks. Even when the vampire declared no more, the Jansen brothers decided to help themselves. Now the passage of time doesn't even feel real, Loki unaware that it's late into the next day from when he first reached the bar.

And from this fuzzy head, many thoughts of Esje found their way through to him. Many thoughts about things he could have done differently and many things he wishes to say to her. There she is! The sight of her makes a small gasp emit from Loki, from both surprise and awe. "Du er våken. Flink." he whispers, pulling the table back to where it's supposed to be in another loud noise of scraping wood. "Håret ditt ser alltid ut som det gløder i måneskinnet." he comments, because it isn't unheard of for a Jansen to be soft with adoration. See the way Skoll chased for Nanna's affections. And Vidar convincing himself of Adrie's. For Loki, it's a little more unusual but he still speaks with confidence despite the small slur to his words. He smiles to her, before his eyes flick downwards and notice the strange clothes she's wearing and his laughter rises. "Hva er dette?" he gestures, a hand coming to her shoulder to feel the...fur? No, that's not right. "Har de gitt deg falsk pels?" he snickers, almost forgetting entirely what he needs to say. Of course, Loki remembers quickly and gasps again, taking her hand. "Kan det holde deg varm? Jeg må snakke med deg."

[jaceeverett]

WHO: Jace & @cordeliaeli

WHERE: Emergency Services Carnival

WHEN: July, 2024

Truth be told, Jason hadn't been sure what to expect when the inevitable run in with his parents occurred. It was too small of a town to not happen: eventually, their paths would cross, or they would seek him out, try to talk to him, sway him into seeing their side of things. Not that he thought they stood a chance with that idea. But he couldn't say that he had expected the run-in to occur at the carnival, and hadn't expected to leave a perfectly good French fry behind when he had picked himself up from the table to walk away from the conversation. Salt and vinegar ratio be damned.

He wasn't really sure where he was going, what his goal was, but he saw his sister across the way, standing by a carnival game, probably watching as Rosalyn played, or maybe Colton, and he knew that he shouldn't interrupt her, shouldn't steal her away from her family. But she was his family, he had to remind himself of that of that, too, that his life was different now. As he approached from the side, he reached out to gently touch her elbow, and let out a breath, "I talked to mom and dad."

[likestvrlight]

* KAELIE MORAIS ( @violentdesires )

THERE'S AN EXTRA BOUNCE to her step as she makes her way through the unseelie lands to the tower , despite the cold . now that she's moving again , and this time the climate will be harsher on her year round , she's going to have to get used to cold . anyways , it's always worth it to visit kaelie and inês . and unlike when she showed up at house wrath unannounced because she had no patience to wait for him to come to her , she was invited here . sort of . if texting the unseelie that she's coming over and receiving a confirming response counts as being invited . even though she's not sure how many people she wants to tell about the baby just yet , kaelie is among the short list of people she does want to talk to , since she's practically vala's sister . they've grown so close and vala doubts she'd be able to not mention it anyways , so better to plan on telling her than to keep it to herself . when she spots kaelie , she picks up her pace , smiling widely and reaching to hug her . " hi ! " vala presses kisses to her cheeks . " how are you ? how is inês ? " she asks , pulling back to look at kaelie . " i brought cake . " she turns to pull the package from her bag , holding it out to her friend . " and i have to tell you something . "