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Elfboyeros Masterlist

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Updated: October 19th, 2024

Content Key: Smut 💋 Angst🩸 Fluff🧸 Informational🗄️Mature Themes and LanuageⓂ️ Multiple Parts 📚 Slow Burn 🐌 Short (Less then 1,000 words) 🍰 Long post 🪜 Complete Series 🏁 Pictures 📷 Suggestive or Trigger Content (Warnings are also on the posts!)⚠️

Bridgehid

Bridgehid Secrets Ao3 and Wattpad | Bridgehidien Forest Ao3 and Wattpad | Brier's Three Ao3 and Wattpad

Bridgehid Secrets {Side A}🩸Ⓜ️📚🐌🏁

On their sixteenth birthday, orphan, Rowan King, is finally but in the care of their foster parents, Indigo, and Calvin Bookstone-Corals. While deciding to enroll at Bridgehid College for Magic and Alchemy Rowan, they discover that they there lost memories of childhood maybe connect to the hallowed institution.

Welcome Home | Returning | Class Morganite | Semester One | The Bridgehidien Ball | Rainy Days | Blackout | Family Dinner | Sneaking Around | The Gladiolus Festival | Healing Pools | Echoes | Down Tower | Until the Marigolds Bloom

Bridgehidien Forest {Side B} 🩸Ⓜ️📚🐌🧸

Now enjoying summer break with their friends, Rowan meets Estelle Venus a young girl their age that seems to be holding something against them. However, Rowan had no idea who Estelle is or what they done to her if they had done anything at all.

Summer June |

Brier's Three {Side C} 🩸Ⓜ️📚🐌🧸

On Marquis Island, there is something afoot causing many of Bridgehid College's healthiest students fall drained of any ability to perform magic or alchemy. The Bookstone-Corals children, Aurora, Alexandria, and Finnegan, take it upon themselves to figure out what is going on.

Raining Academics | Photogenic

Indigo and Calvin: Faithed EncountersⓂ️| Never🧸 | Cold Comfort 🩸🧸| Bloody Knuckles 🍰🧸| Black Satin, Purple Lipstick, & 8-o-Clock Dinner 💋🧸 | Their Northern Lights 🩸🍰| White Chocolate & Nutmeg🧸| Almost Caught 🍰Ⓜ️🧸 | Early Morning 🍰🧸| A Husband's Concern 🩸🍰 | Christmas Morning 🎄🧸🍰 | Hair and Statues 🧸🍰 | Sweet Spring 🍰🧸 | Keen Eye Ⓜ️🩸🧸🍰 | Bits of Patience 💋🧸 | Silence 🩸| Poisoned Coffee 🍰🧸

Others: Office Talk 🍰🩸 | Pride 🩸| Ceirse, Miel, and Trickster Ⓜ️🧸 | Gloves 🩸🧸🍰 | Embrasser les mains 🧸🍰

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Character Sheets📷🗄️| | Bridgehid Memes by @jj-pines 📷| Character Moodboards 📷

Hallows

Hallows Academy: Read on Wattpad and AO3

Hallow Academy Ⓜ️⚠️🩸📚🧸🐌

After a violent incident at a summer party, Amora Seawright is sent to Hallows Academy, a known school for troubled teens, by her mother. In a series of strange events, Amora acquires psychic abilities to commune with the deceased and unearth a rabbit hole incidents that she never wanted to become a part of.

Orientation | Favorite Subjects ⚠️ | The Dead Man | A Scholar's Rotunda | Overcast Coastline | The Chase | Snooze

| Before Senior Year⚠️🩸Ⓜ️|

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Purus Sanguis

Masterlist

The Necromancer's Wife

Read Collection on AO3

A Collection of oneshots about an old necromancer and his rich painter Wife

Written Works

Neat Whisky 🧸Ⓜ️ | Party Games 🧸Ⓜ️ | Proposal 🧸Ⓜ️

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[foragergnome]

We requesting stuff, sweet, I gotta ask for your favorite Bridgehid baby, bitch, or old rat man. 💟

Stay safe during the storms btw 🫡

i think we all know who my favorite old slut rat man is :3

[lerenee]

Leneree, Leneree, what were your favorite scenes in Bridgehid Secrets?!?!

Hey! Favorite scenes! I love the whole thing so it was hard to chose but here’s a top 3.

1. Elias trying to stop Rowan from going to find Duke:

We all knew that he couldn’t stop them but he had to try. It was sweet and sort of sad.

2. The hospital bed confession scene:

The moment where they finally confessed! It was what we all were waiting for (besides the big battle, Rowan & Indigo vs Duke).

3. The Final scene:

It was hard to pick which scenes should be in the top three, but ultimately this one had to be in top.

Indigo and Rowan were in the cemetery growing the Marigolds. They finally had their conversation about everything that happened, and Rowan talked/thought about their future.

This scene was perfect.

There you go! My top three! Thanks for the ask, Cupid.

[elfboyeros]

THIS ISNT FAIR!!!!!

Characters are from Bridgehid Secrets by @elfboyeros

[elfboyeros]

🪼Rowan🪼⚰️Esma⚰️💊Jacob💊🎭Duke🎭🔮Indigo🔮⚔️Calvin⚔️🧪Sloan🧪🌿Casper🌿🐙Percy🐙🎨Georgia🎨⚕️Maverick⚕️🩹Nemo🩹📷Elias📷🎻Elle🎻🌀Bernadetta🌀🦌Soter🦌🪵Constellate🪵🃏Neon🃏🕸️Simulcra🕸️🧺Amethea🧺 🌹Finnian🌹 📚Antoinette📚 🍳Spiro🍳🍒Aurora🍒🪁Alexandria🪁🍈Finnegan🍈🎀Florian🎀

Ready about these nerds ➡️🎒Bridgehid Masterlist 💀

[elfboyeros]

Keen Eye

“Skurwiel, I hate this forest,” Percy muttered, “Why can’t we just cut it all down?”

“Imagine the effect in the environmental effects, Percy,” Calvin remarked, walking through one of the deepest and densest parts of the mystical forest with Georgia, Maverick, and Nemo, “a forest this big house more than just the curse creatures Duke constantly let free, but magical properties as well. Many witches, alchemists, and mages, live in it. Plus, there are tons of minerals and useful materials—”

“I get it, I get it,” Percy scoffed, “Doesn’t make it any less creepy.”

“Mr. Corals, are we going to be able to get out?” Georgia asked, fear lacing her voice as she clung to Nemo’s arm.

Calvin looked back at the group of teens flashing her his signature smile, “Of course, Georgia.”

“What about Rowan and Elias?” Maverick asked.

“Indigo and Sloan are looking for them,” Percy answered, “Knowing Indigo and her feline, once they are located, we’ll be able to find one another.”

“Don’t call Hecate a feline, like it’s an insult,” Calvin commented, “She’s a sweet little baby.”

“She is a nuisance,” Percy mumbled, before looking further ahead of them and seeing another pack of wild cursed creatures, “Goddess, will this ever stop.”

“When we get out of here,” Nemo scoffed.

Then a big burst of light hit the pack of animals, causing them to scatter, and Indigo poked her head out from behind a tree.

“Indigo?!” Percy gasped.

Calvin stared at her in shock, watching her every moment as she came out from behind the tree, “ Where is Sloan?” he asked.

“We got separated, so I came and found you,” she answered.

There came a sense of ease once she enjoyed their little group with an uncharacteristic bounce to her stride, and a smile on her face as her hands latch behind her back. No one knew it, but Calvin could no longer hold his normal gaze, or look on his face. He was staring off gently or dreaming looking at his wife, no he looked at her slightly confused as a pit formed in the depth of his stomach.

“Hecate!” Georgia exclaimed running towards the cat after she jumped out of a brush, the seer girl picked up the black cat off the forest floor giving her some nice head scratches, “You sweet baby, you found us!”

“Sloan must be nearby,” Percy remarked.

Hecate jumped out of Georgia’s arms, staring intently at Indigo before her back arched and the fur on her back stood up, growling and hissing at the woman in front of her, “Hecate, babe, what’s wrong that’s your momma!”

Calvin’s hand immediately went to his sword, “Calvin?” Percy asked, apprehensively, before watching Calvin draw his sword and hold it to Indigo’s neck.

“We met in the school’s west garden in early December, what flowers were blooming?” he asked harshly.

Indigo laughed, “Are you serious?”

“Answer the question!” Her replied with narrow eyes.

“Calvin?!”

“Dude, what are doing!?”

“Mr. Corals…”

“Moonflowers and Wisteria, and of course all the other winter flowers,” Indigo answered.

“What was the color of your wedding dress?”

“… It was pink, Calvin come on this is ridiculous.”

“When did we get married?”

“Calvin come on! This is preposterous,” Percy scoffed, “It’s her!”

“Whoever this is, is not my wife,” Calvin spat out through gritted teeth, “When did we get married?!”

“Calvin that was forever ago, how I am supposed to remember a date like that,” Indigo replied tilting her head to the side and smiling, “We love each other that all that matters right?”

There is then silence, “Would you like to ask me questions, Percy? So, I have to prove that I am me?”

Percy stepped back shielding Nemo, Georgia, and Maverick, “Professor?” Georgia asked.

“If I say run, you run, got it?” she stated.

The three students looked at the science teacher confused, “What’s our daughter’s name?” Calvin asked.

“Calvin, we don’t have a daughter,” Indigo mocked.

“What’s her name?”

“How can a give the name of someone who doesn’t even exist?!” Indigo exclaimed with a sense of fear lacing her voice. “If we don’t have a daughter, how would I know her nam-eh gah…”

“We have a daughter—”

“Oh, I like this already~”

“Darling~”

“Alright, we have a daughter, and?”

“What is her name?”

“Fayette has always been at the top of my list, Marguerite too, it’s hard to choose.”

“What about Aurora?”

“Like the Northern Light?”

“I was thinking more along the lines of the dawn, but that is also fitting.”

“Sweet Aurora Bookstone-Corals, mhm, I like the sound of that!”

“You have a very keen eye,” ‘Indigo’ coughed.

“I knew you weren’t here the moment we met!” Calvin commented twisting the sword further into this creature's stomach, “I know my wife, and you may masquerade as her, but you are not her, nor will you ever be her!”

[elfboyeros]

Bridgehidien Forest

Summer June

I didn't expect this to be out anytime soon, but here we are. Please enjoy this chapter of Bridgehidien Forest. If you liked this chapter or Bridgehid content in general, please don't hesitate to leave me feedback or some comments.

Read/Reread Bridgehid Secrets or just read about my nerds

"Wait, cabins?" Rowan asked.           

Georgia nodded, as the band of misfits sitting in the library studying up for their finals for the summer classes, “It’s tradition for students to pick out one of the cabins close to the forest,” the seer mage replied, “you get to hang out with a bunch of your friends together and just have fun.”

“So, we are going to a cabin after finals… how will we pay for it?” Rowan asked.

“We’re not,” Nemo mentioned, “My friend Soter has a large family cabin, and his parents are allowing him to use it.”

“And he’s invited all of us!” Georgia exclaimed before being shushed by the red-head librarian, “Do you wanna go?!”

It seems like fun, spending time with friends during summer vacation, “It will just be the five of us, Soter, his girlfriend, Bernadetta, and their friend Estelle,” Elias informed seeing the slightest bit of apprehension on their face.

“Hey Elle is my friend too,” Georgia remarked, “Rowan, if you don’t wanna go that's fine—"

“If all of you are going, I’m obviously going!” Rowan laughed, “What am I going to do with the summer without you guys.”

The students' library conversation led up to today, the early morning of a Saturday, where Rowan packed the last of their things for a week and a half of relaxing in a cabin.

I’m outside, whenever you’re ready, blossom

Walking through Indigo and Calvin’s quiet house and making it through the front door felt like they were sneaking out. Regardless, Rowan exited the lavish cottage covered in greenery and flowers and greeted Elias in the front yard taking pictures of all the plants and flowers.

“Indigo’s going to look in your portfolio one day, see all the pictures you’ve taken of her house, and kick your ass!” Rowan remarked descending the step of the porch.

Elias chuckled, “It would be worth it. I imagine it would give Georgia a show.”

Rowan let out a laugh before following him off of the Bookstone-Corals property, “Where are we meeting everyone, again? My phone finally stopped working last night, I couldn’t check the chat.”

“Outside of town, Soter said there is a road, mostly used for hiking, that leads to a bunch of the cabins in that area.” Elias answered, “He and Georgia agreed that it would be fun to walk up there together last minute.”

“Also…”

“Mhm…” Rowan hummed, looking over at him, seeing the blush on his pearl-white cheeks.

“I know you probably want to room with Georgia, and I get that it’s cool, but Maverick and Nemo are obviously going to room together—”

“Obviously,” They chuckled.

“—And I don’t know Estelle that well, plus Soter and Bernadetta are going to room together, so…”

“You want us to room together.” Rowan finished his sentence.

“It would be nice.” Elias sighed with a smile.

Rowan thought for a moment about, all the possibilities that could happen flashed through their brain making their face hot, “I don’t see why not…” they replied.

Elias exhaled placing his hand over his chest, “Do you have any idea how many days I’ve been psyching myself out?!”

Rowan giggled, “I can only imagine.”

The linking of their fingers as they both walked toward town felt like a seal, unspoken proof that they would be sharing a room during this week-long trip as if this was another step in their relationship that they had gotten to climb. Even though they had talked on numerous occasions about the slow speed at which they were going to take things.

“It’s not too fast, is it?” Elias asked in a muttered tone, “I know I started calling you blossom, and we haven’t really talked about it all. I don’t want to make you overwhelmed—”

Rowans squeezed his hand, “Everything this good.” It felt like that had become their mantra as of late, “I would tell you if it wasn’t, I promise.”

“Can you promise me one more thing?” He asked.

“Depends on what I am promising.” Rowan chuckled before Elias made them stop walking before they entered town, “What?”

Elias held up the pinkie finger of his unoccupied hand between himself and Rowan, “Can you promise me not to get horribly hurt?”

“What if I can’t help it?”

He looked at them with narrow eyes, “Rowan you know what I mean, at least try not to!”

Rowan locked their pinkie finger with his, “I promise,” they replied with a nod.

Elias smiled before they continued to walk again, traveling through the mostly empty streets and paved sidewalks throughout the Maqurisian city center, hand, and hand to reach the meeting place to greet their friends.

“ROWAN!” Georgia squealed before running up and enveloping them in a hug, “I’m so excited!”

“I can tell,” they chuckled.

“This is Bernadetta,” She gestured to the young girl with pale skin, long navy hair with periwinkle hair, and dark charcoal eyes, “The deer man beside her is Soter our lovely host,” she added, pointing to the deer man standing next to Bernadetta with black and blonde hair, olive eyes, and medium ton skin, “and the one hiding behind them with her headphones on is Estelle!”

Georgia pointed to the brown-skinned brown-haired girl behind Soter and Bernadetta, crisp baby blue headphones covering her ears and VSCO style of dress making very clear that her favorite color was blue. She glanced at Rowan with her heterochromatic eyes, the right a pale green the left a baby pale, a scar was very noticeable under her right eye. She only glanced at Rowan before looking away not saying a word to them.

She feels oddly familiar.

“Where are Maverick and Nemo?” Soter asked, “They are coming right?”

“They said that they were coming, I texted Ricky this morning but…” Georgia answered pulling out her phone, “He still hasn’t answered.”

“Knowing Nemo,” Elias mentioned, “he was probably out training too late and is now curled up with Maverick and won’t let—ouch!”

“Idiot,” Nemo muttered, after smacking his brother in the back of the head.

“Sorry, we’re late,” Maverick remarked with a yawn.

Georgia jumped with joy as all her friends were together, “Eeek! I’m so excited,” she squealed.

“Let’s get a move on before she explodes,” Nemo remarked, beginning to walk up the path before everyone began to follow him.

They were hiking up the path to the cabin everyone chatting as they strolled along taking pictures of the beautiful landscapes the path became more covered in trees and beautiful foliage hiding all sorts of magical elements, kind creatures, and natural water features behind them.

“So… Rowan….” Georgia remarked falling behind Nemo and Maverick, whom she had been chatting with, to talk to Rowan elongating the words, “Are you and Elias going to share a room?”

Rowan’s face instantly became hot, “…Yeah…”

Georgia squealed again, making Rowan blush harder, “You guys are growing up so fast!” she exclaimed.

“Elias is literally older than you,” Rowan replied.

“But you’re not!” She retorted. “Oh, I’m so glad you guys are happy together! I love it when the people around me are all happy! I’m gonna tell Elle we are rooming together!”

Rowan watched her skip her way to Elle, who was walking on her own. While talking with Georgia, Elle glanced back at Rowan giving them an icy stare, like she was staring into their soul and attempting to crush it with her bare hands.

“What’s that about?” Nemo scoffed as Rowan caught up to him and Maverick. “She looked at you like you had killed her entire family.”

“I don’t know,” Rowan muttered. “She seems oddly familiar, even though the two of us have never met before.”

“Did you kill her entire family?” Nemo joked.

“No,” Rowan answered, “at least I don’t think I did.”

Nemo chuckled, “You say that like you still don’t have your memories.”

“The inner workings of the part of my brain that holds memory is working as it should normally, so not being able to recall center things and events is normal.” they recited, “At least that’s what one of the healers said. She very well could be from the past, but I have either suppressed the memories or I just don’t remember.”

“If it makes you feel any better, Rowan, I only know Elle from seeing and talking to her around school, so Goddess for bid, she was a part of Duke experiments I also don’t remember her.”

“She’s a part of the band,” Nemo remarked, “She plays the double bass, she and I run into each other a lot in the media room, but she always scowls. So, maybe it’s her natural resting face.”

“Like you?” Maverick chuckled.

Rowan giggled as Nemo’s cheeks turned a bright pink, “and yet I love you all the same.” the gray-haired teen added.

“Guys it’s just up head,” Soter called.

The group came upon a large three story cabin although it was obviously old one could tell that it had been maintained, given the different ages of the sun-faded parts of the exterior clearly showing that the lodge had been taken care of.  

The inside was cozy wilderness and wildlife very homey and soft, with tons of bear and deer motifs. It’s odd to have a family full of deer creatures to have antlers perched on shelves next to family pictures and portraits, maybe it’s a remembrance thing although it feels inappropriate to ask.

“Okay,” Soter remarked, “There are 2 bedrooms upstairs and two bedrooms down here, I’m assuming Mave—”

“Elle and I are going to share a room!” Georgia exclaimed loudly grabbing the brunette by the arm are pulling her close.

“Okay,” Soter chuckled, “So Georgia and Elle, Maverick and Nemo, Bernie and I, and Elias and Rowan! Perfect, You all can fight over which rooms you want, I’m going to the station and get some stuff we’ll need.”

“Soter, do you want me to—”

“No, Bernie, I’ll be fine,” Soter replied, with a smile before leaving the cabin.

“Rock, Paper, Scissors to see who sleeps upstairs?” Elle mumbled.

Everyone agreed, with four of the now seven teens against each other leaving Nemo and Bernadetta the winners able to room upstairs, leaving Elias, Rowan, Georgia, and Elle to room downstairs. With rooms decided they left each other to their own devices, allowing one another to unpack, chit-chat, or Maverick and Nemo’s case nap.

“Hey Elias?” Rowan muttered, while unpacking their bag.

Elias hummed, looked through his camera, the room they were in simple to a hotel room, two large beds basically beside one another, a dresser, and one shared bedside table with two lamps, “What is it, blossom?”

“Do I seem unapproachable?”

He looked up from his camera and looked over at them, his head tilted to the side while holding the most confused expression, with his eyebrows furrowed and his mouth contorted in such a way as if to say, “Are you serious,” without vocalizing it.

“Don’t look at me think that!” Rowan remarked, putting their hands up, “Have you seen how Elle looks at me? It makes me think I’ve done something to her without realizing it!”

“I can't imagine you ever wronging someone, well maybe Duke—” His comment about the old dean of their college made Rowan laugh, “Maybe you two just need to talk to each other.”

Rowan sighed, looking into the darkness of their duffle bag, “do you think Duke… did stuff to her?”

Elias frowned, “...It’s possible…” Rowan huffed out a sigh. “But I don’t see why she would be angry at you, you got Duke put away.”

“But I didn’t do anything to do with it, it was all Indigo,” Rowan muttered, “I broke a window and gave him a few scratches plus killing those catacomb creatures.”

“My question still stands regardless,” Elias stated.

“I guess I’ll just have to talk to her,” Rowan mumbled floating on to their left to staring at the ceiling, watching the ceiling fan slowly turn, “But if she was tortured by him, how do I bring it up to her? “Hey did you also get abused and experimented on by Duke?” “No way me too! Is that why you are upset with me? I gonna be honest until recently I didn’t even remember that he did any of that stuff because he had mages steal away my memories, and even then I’m still processing what was done to me with my therapist my foster parents said I had to go to help me with my trauma because I couldn’t stop waking up in the middle of the night and screaming because of my nightmares, I’m sorry I don’t remember you I guess I’ve blocked you out!” I like that makes me sound insane, and what if she isn’t, like what if she just isn’t comfortable around me? Or she isn’t even mad at me at all and that’s just her rest face, and I am just reading too much into a person that doesn’t even know me just looking at me! Like not everyone is Georgia and naturally friendly, and everyone I meet is going to look at me like my boyfriend does! Nemo looks at me the same why when we first met, and I didn’t feel this weird about! GRAH!”

Rowan rubbed their hands down their face before opening their eyes and looking back at the ceiling, yet Elias moved from his bed to stand next to Rowan’s looking down at them, “You called me your boyfriend,” he commented with a smile and pink cheeks.

“I did?” Rowan paused thinking about what they said during their rant before blushing a bright red, “Holy shit, I did…”

Elias began to laugh, “I’m sorry,” they whined covering their face.

“No no, it's fine!” he retorted still laughing as Rowan looked at him with a comical level of fear, “Really Rowan it’s fine. If you want to call me your boyfriend, I’m your boyfriend.”

Rowan smiled; cheeks still red hot, before Elias added, “Georgia said she brought some cards games if you want—”

“I still need to beat you at Uno!” They declared, interrupting him.

“You're on!”

Before they left their room, a young girl in blue VSCO clothes scurried back to her room across the hall.

[elfboyeros]

This is how Bridgehid got created

My Ninjago ocs having a corporate meeting abt the possibility of being de-fandomized.

[elfboyeros]

Photogenic

The First Chapter of Brier's Three: Raining Academics. Read about the nerds!

“Ms. Urgent makes seven students that have had to be rushed to the infirmary this year and it isn’t even the end of May!” Sloan huffed.

Sitting at the long meeting table with a few teachers and other staff members, including, Casper, Percy, Georgia, Calvin, a few other healers, the administrator of the hunters and huntress, the housemaster and housemistress over the dormitory, and of course Indigo.

“This has never happened before who can these kids just lose their abilities to perform magic or alchemy,” Percy scoffed.

“Granted this isn’t lasting,” one of the healers mentioned, “Thankfully they are regaining their abilities after a few days.”

“Urgent is different, however,” Sloan hummed with a nod, “She was carried into the infirmary by Mr. Couri, the other students were able to enter the infirmary on their own.”

“That’s assuming Ms. Urgent is a part of this group, she appears to be exhausted,” another healer added

“Appears,” Georgia repeated with bitterness in her voice, “she could very well be a part of this group we just don’t know yet because she’s still unconscious, maybe whatever is going on is affecting her differently.”

“She is fae,” Sloan mentioned quietly, “all of the other students are human.”

“See!” Georgia exclaimed loudly, “Mallory is fae!”

“Ms. Nozadze, please we are just—”

“Mallory is my apprentice!” Georgia shouted, “I have seen how she treats herself! She doesn’t push herself to exhaustion! Mal is an athlete! She takes care of her body and is more concerned about her health than I am about my own! She would just pass out because of exhaustion, I know that!”

Everyone in the room is silent before Calvin looks at Indigo, her hands clasped in front of her as if she praying to the goddess her forehead resting against her fists as she sits at the head of the oblong table, “Angel?” her husband asked curiously, “I know you’re thinking.”

“She will come down, not in a plague or famine, Mother Goddess will come down in curse man will a purge of all mankind of his power,” Indigo recited, “Bridgehid will one day curse all man for their corruptions only gift back the magic and whimsy when she sees that man himself has repented in full.”

“The Goddess’s Canvass Deliberate?” Georgia commented.

“It does sound similar to what we are currently experiencing,” Calvin muttered, holding his chin.

“It could be mere coincidence,” Sloan shrugged, “Remarking of religious hymns to the masses to explain what is happening to their children will only spark fear and create extremely religious and non-worshipers.”

“What if someone is taking the gospel to heart,” Percy remarked, “and doing this to the students because of some wrongdoing that the school has committed against us.”

Everyone fell silent once more. The idea that someone was purposefully doing this to innocent students didn’t sit right, especially when it seemed to be in the name of the saint over the island. No that didn’t sit right with anyone.

Indigo sighed, “It is normal for magical energy and power to ebb and flow when one is young and training, but not like this.”

 “And that’s not normal for alchemists at all,” Sloan added

“Start with those who are extremely religious or those who have studied theology,” Indigo instructed, “Am going to assume everyone in this room does not have a hand in anything if this truly is some kind of repentance. If it turns out that no one within the college is involved, there is nothing we can do outside the college gates.”

Everyone lets out a sound of agreement while nodding, “Keep in mind this is not a witch hunt, we are merely investigating what is happening to our students,” she added, before sighing once more, “You are dismissed.”

On cue, everyone involved left except for Calvin, “Tell me what you really are thinking,” he muttered as she crossed her arms and led her head on her forearm, “Everyone is gone.”

“Why does something go wrong when our kids get enrolled?” She vented, “With Rowan, it was finding out about Duke’s experiments, with Aurora it was the theft of the sacred tools, which we never solved, now with Alexandria and Finnegan it’s only getting worse! It’s like we are throwing them into danger!”

“Maybe we are some kind of bad luck magnet,” Calvin said with a light chuckle.

Indigo groaned, “Don’t say that! This is our children we are talking about!”

“I’m sorry, Angel,” Calvin sighed with a soft smile across his lips, “But these are our children, nothing is going to happen to them.”

“Calvin, they are just like anyone else.”

“No, they are like everyone else, Indigo,” Calvin sighed, getting out of his chair, and making Indigo straighten up, her gaze following him as he walked around her, “They are our children. Aurora is becoming a fantastic healer and she’s only 18, Alexandria is at the top of their class and proficient at the mage craft—”

“The fact that they are so powerful does frighten me a bit,” Indigo remarked, turning her chair to look at him as he stood by the window.

Calvin chuckled, before looking at the window, seeing their son crouched near a small pond feeding ducks, “and Finnegan, your son—”

“My son.”

“Your son is becoming a fine young man,” Calvin replied, “He is becoming a great mage thanks to you, and he’s becoming quite the protector.”

Indigo sighed, “He also worries me.”

“How do you think I feel?” Calvin joked, “You all worry me!”

Outside next to one of the ponds on the expansive Bridgehid campus, Finnegan is still feeding the ducks, making sure one of his mother’s many loves in the world is happy and healthy. He doesn’t hear the camera shutters, he doesn’t realize that there is a very tall lanky guy taking pictures of him from afar, as he has never figured out his mother’s sixth sense of knowing when she is being watched and when people are around her. So, he doesn’t realize that his photographer friend inches ever closer, continuing to take pictures of him.

“Has anyone ever told you, you are tremendously photogenic~”

He jumped at the sound of the voice, honeyed, masculine, and light, hitting the center of his eardrums while also being on his level. Looking at the source Finnegan is met with deep buttercup yellow eyes and an ivory face, brown hair dipping into the photographer's face.

“Hi, I’m Bonnie,” the photographer said.

“… Finnigan.”

Bonnie smirked, camera in hand as he continued to stare at Finnigan in the crouched position, “How did you get that scar on the corner of your lip?” he asked, reaching to touch Finnegan’s face attempting to touch his scar before Finnegan grabbed his wrist halting his Bonnie’s movements.

“You’re too close,” Finnegan stated before letting go of Bonnie’s wrist before he stood up.

Focusing back on the ducks, he can still feel Bonnie behind him, hearing the shuttering of his camera, “Do you like ducks?” the photographer asked.

“Not necessarily,” Finnegan muttered.

Bonnie hummed continuing to take pictures, “So who’s making you feed the ducks?”

“No one makes me,” Finnegan scoffed, “Maman likes ducks, so I feed the ducks.”

“I am assuming that maman is mother?”

Finnegan hummed softly, nodding, before standing. His gaze once again met Bonnie however he was at eye level with the dirty blonde’s chest. He is extremely tall, which caught Finnegan off-guard, after taking in his height the mage boy walked away.

“Hey, wait!” Bonnie called following behind him.

“I have to get to class!” Finnegan huffed.

The two boys walked down the stone paths around the outside of the school building, “There aren’t a lot of classes during the summer, what class do have at noon?”

“It’s a magical weapons training class,” Finnegan answered, before turning to look at Bonnie then swiftly turning away and walking faster, “Why the hell am I even talking to you!”

“Oh, you’re going to a weapons class?! Perfect, I was asked to take pictures of the summer classes for the school’s website.”

Finnegan rolled his eyes as it became more obvious that he wasn’t going to be left alone. Even once on the weapons field, even with the students on the turf with him, the instructing of his educator, and the thoughtful gaze of his father he could still feel Bonnie’s camera lens on him as if he could hear the shuttering of the camera itself. The fact that Bonnie was there, watching him specially, sat in the back of his brain eat away at him, causing him to make mistake after mistake.

“Finnegan?” Calvin called as his son packed up his things at the end of class.

“You should really have some kind of grip on the training spears if we keep using them we’ll start getting—” Finnegan turned to face his father while speaking only to stop when his face placed his large hand on his forehead, “Papa?”

“Are you okay? Do you feel alright?”

Finnegan clicked his tongue on the roof of his mouth, “I’m fine,” he scoffed pulling his father’s hand off his forehead, “Just… being stupid.”

“You’re allowed to make mistakes, son,” Calvin remarked, “There is no need to be perfect.”

Finnegan gave his father a small smile, “I know but…” he paused seeing Bonnie over Calvin’s shoulder still taking pictures, “Papa, I have to go!”

The mage boy grabbed his things before racing inside with a quick “Love you, see you at home!” thrown at his father.

Racing down the halls of the college with his school bag hitting his side as he did everything to get away from the tall boy with a camera, finding his way in front of his mother’s office door, before swinging the large doors open.

“Finnegan?” Indigo asked concerned, seeing her son out of breath and disheveled in her office doorway.

“MAMAN! I need you to kill someone!”

Her office was devoid of anyone but herself and the cat familiars apart of their family, who were cuddled up on one of the chairs in front of her desk.

“Miel, I would do anything for you, but can you tell me what’s going on?” Indigo inquired.

Finnegan stepped into her office before sighing and beginning to explain what had happened in the past couple of hours, “There is this boy with a stupid camera, he says he taking pictures of the school and the summer class, but I know he is taking pictures of me! He-he-he’s weird! Asking me questions and following me around! He’s even taking pictures of me and dad just having a conversation! GRAH! I need him to leave me alone!”

Indigo snickered, before Finnegan stared at her with an intense gaze making her clear her throat, “What’s his name bébé,” she asked.

“Bonnie,” Finnegan answered as his snow-white cat familiar nudged his hand for pets, “I don’t know his last name.”

“Bonnie Olsen-Nielsen,” Indigo read aloud looking at the file on said student on her computer, “He’s a senior, he moved here in the spring and started on campus, he is in the media club.”

Finnegan groaned, “Can’t you do something about this Maman?!”

“Miel…”

“Maman!”

“It is odd that he is taking pictures of you, but have you asked him to stop?” she pondered, “and not in your little passive-aggressive way that keeps you from making friends, have you actually asked him to stop?”

Finnegan thought for a moment, “… No…”

“Ask him to stop, and if he doesn’t come back to me.”

“Okay, Maman…”

Finnegan hung his head while leaving Indigo’s office waving goodbye, with his familiar following him, and leaving his mother with a pitiful, “I love you.”

Surprised, that he was able to get off campus without running into Bonnie or feeling his presence taking pictures of him while he walked home. Everything was grand until he reached home and saw that lanky photographer in his parent's yard taking pictures of the plants lining the side of the house.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!”

Bonnie turned to a look at Finnegan seeing the rage on his face before pointing to the cottage, “You live here?” the senior asked.

“Yes! Why the fuck are you here?!” Finnegan shouted, “What the hell did you do?! Figure out where I live and come to my fucking house?!”

Bonnie looked at him confused before he continued, “my goddess, why won’t leave me alone! Why are you even taken pictures of me anyway!? I get be that interesting a subject to follow me to my own home and continue to take pictures of me!”

“Now hold one—”

Finnegan let out a villainous chuckle, “Oh and the taking pictures of me with my dad! That’s just fucking creepy! I’ve never understood what the obsession with camera is! It’s all so creepy, do you really—”

“I wasn’t taking pictures of you and your dad!” Bonnie exclaimed with a shocked expression.

“Quoi?” Finnegan asked quietly, his face becoming hot as Bonnie welling handed over his camera.

“Take it, look for yourself,” the photographer said before Finnegan took the camera apprehensively, “I was taking pictures of the college’s architecture. You and your father may have been in the photo, but I didn’t take them like that on purpose.”

Finnegan looked through the camera roll seeing the images of the college’s beautiful dark sculpting of Queen Anne architecture, he and his father cut off from the frame, “I do admit my actions are often creepy, and I was taking pictures of you without permission earlier, but I didn’t take picture of you and your father.”

Finnegan sighed, flipping through more of the camera roll and seeing pictures of the plants on the side of the house, “I also didn’t know that you lived here,” Bonnie added, “I was just on my way to see my mom at the church, then here this beautiful house cover in all this foliage, I got all little too excited and just started taking pictures.”

The mage boy sighed sulking over to the pouch steps hanging his and resting his arms vertically against his knees, forehead resting on his forearms like he is praying, “Fuck, I’m sorry.”

“I apologize for being creepy,” Bonnie chuckled.

“I’m sorry for calling you creepy,” Finnegan groaned.

Bonnie chuckled again before leaving, “I got attacked.” The mage boy called as the photographer descended the stone path leading up to the cottage.

“Mhm?” Bonnie hummed, looking back at the boy on the porch.

“My grandparents had taken everyone to one of the cabins near the edge of the forest,” Finnegan began before Bonnie approached the porch to listen to the story about to be told, “I don’t remember how but Alex and I got too close to the forest and something reached out of the woods. Papa did save me, but I was already bleeding.”

“Your dad sees rather intimidating; I can’t imagine being that creature that attacked you made it out alive.” Bonnie chuckled, sitting next to Finnegan.

The mage boy let out a laugh, “Believe me, my dad is only intimidating in appearance… unless he has a sword in his hand… or you try to hurt maman.”

Bonnie smiled before handing over his camera once again showing Finnegan a picture of himself and a man with a similar appearance, “My father died in April. I think the reason I am obsessed with photography is because of him,” the senior explained, “He told me: “If you find something beautiful don’t hastate to take a photo,” he said that’s how he met my mom and even though they didn’t stay together long all the pictures he took of her were worth it. So, again, apologize for taking pictures of you without your permission,” Boonie flips through his camera roll before showing Finnegan a picture of the young mage in his weapons class, “but like I said, you are very photogenic.”

Finnegan smiled, his cheeks becoming flushed, “It’s good,” he muttered.

“Can I put it on the school’s website?”

“Sure,” Finnegan shrugged.

“Ya’ know,” Bonnie remarked, standing up from his seat next to Finnegan and looking upon the picture he selected, “You look like a prince like this.”

“What does that make you the court jester?”

Bonnie laughed walking down the stone backward, “Does that mean I’m your court jester?”

“It depends on how you jest,” Finnegan joked.

“Then the next time we shall me I shall aim to entertain,” Bonnie relayed with a bow, “Sweet Prince~”

 Finnegan laughed, “Go visit your mom, creep.”

“Until next time, Finnegan.”

“Goodnight Bonnie.”

[elfboyeros]

Silence

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“Love?”

She looks at him with a dejected gaze, wrapped in a security blanket of sorts, nothing like the little mage he knew. She’s wasting away.

“If there is anything I need to do, I’ll get to it later,” she muttered.

Sloan sat next to her, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close, “That’s not why I’m here,” he softly commented, “You’re worrying me, Percy, too.”’

“I’m rather good at that, worrying people.”

“I can’t imagine how you feel, let alone Calvin,” Sloan sighed.

Indigo was uncharacteristically silent at the mention of Calvin, yet her body shook, and her head hung low, “What’s wrong,” he asked.

“I think he hates me.”

“Calvin Corals, hating you of all people,” Sloan mused before shaking his head, “No I don’t believe that.”

“He hasn’t talked in two months,” Indigo replied, “What other reason would he have not to talk to me anymore.”

“Indigo—”

“Do you think I can make him love me again…”

Sloan sighed, “You truly believe he has fallen out of love with you that quickly?”

“I did nothing when I saw her!” Indigo lamented looking at her comatose daughter, “I am the reason she is like this, I did this to her. She is my daughter I am supposed to protect her and here she is, in a coma because of me.”

 “Indigo you’re not at fault—”

“I never knew that I would ever miss the sound of someone’s voice so much!” Indigo continued, “I don’t want anything right now but my daughter to wake up and for my husband to just talk to me!”

“You should go home,” Sloan murmured, “sitting here isn’t going to help you right now.”

Indigo hummed, getting up out of her seat and kissing her sleeping daughter’s forehead before leaving,  rather than fighting on the issue. Sloan also stood, spotting his husband and putting supplies in storage. The one-eyed alchemist then had an idea. Walking up behind Casper tapping his shoulder, taking ahold of his hands when the brownie attempted to greet him.

Bending down to be level with Casper’s ear, “Would like to hatch a little plot with me?” Sloan asked.

“Of course,” Casper whispered back, “I hatch plots with no one else, but you.”

Sloan chuckled before kissing Casper’s cheek, “Wonderful,” the alchemist sighed.

Casper knocked on the doorframe to Calvin’s office later that night, “What do you need Casper?” He asked, with a cruel tone and beyond tired.

“I need you to go home.” He signed.

“I’m fine—”

“Lying to me isn’t a good idea!” Casper replied with narrow eyes. “Go home, you need to sleep, and you need to spend some time with Indigo.”

“I—”

Casper pointed to the infirmary exit, “Fine,” Calvin huffed, “If anything happens with Aurora—”

“I will contact you immediately!” Casper signed, “Now go!”

Calvin sighed once more before leaving and heading home, checking on his sleeping twins, even though they were beyond the age of needing to be checked on during the night, it felt right to pier in on their sleeping figures.

Being back home finally made him realize how desperate he was for his own bed, shower, and even beyond just the familiar scent of home, that mix of eucalyptus and cedar that almost smelled like the rain.

He found Indigo in bed wrapped in their sheets in one of his shirts, sleeping away clutching at a pillow as if it were him. Tottering his way over to her, he kissed her cheek rubbing at her side, “Je suis désolée Je suis rentré si tard.” He muttered, before heading toward the bathroom.

“Calvin.”

Her voice made him freeze, and his heart stopped, she sounded so sad and scared. He had never heard so depressed before in his entire life, and he sure never thought he would ever hear her say his name in such a tone. He turned around and looked at her, she’s hollow, a shell, lip quivering at him. Her appearance makes him want to wrap her up in his arms and hold her close but his body forbids him from doing so, forbids him from opening his mouth, forbids him from speaking.

“Can we talk?” She croaked.

He stood ever frozen he continued to stare, “I know I am the last person you want to talk to right now—”

Oh, no, no no non, that’s so far from the truth.

“— but I can’t do this anymore! The silence so unbearable!”

“Indi—”

“It was one thing when you left and stayed in the infirmary, I hate not sleeping next to you, but I can deal with that, but I need to hear your voice! I miss you so much it hurt!”

“I know you are angry at me and utterly detest me but please—uhmhm!”

It felt like he hadn’t kissed her in years and the last thing he wanted to do was stop! He wants to continue to cradle her in his arms, chest pressed again chest, lips interlocked as if to prove that he still loved her like it he always had since they had first met.

When they finally parted, Calvin rested his forehead against Indigo’s touching their noses together in soft butterfly kisses, “I’m sorry,” he panted, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry..”

He continued to repeat the words like a mantra while kissing her cheeks and down her neck, “I don’t hate you, I could never hate you! I love you! I love you so much! I keep failing you, I keep failing our children, I guess I thought that keeping my distance until I could make things better would fix our problems… Obviously, I was wrong.”

“Calvin,” Indigo exhaled as he continued to kiss her skin laying her down in their bed, bawling his clothes within her fist as he laid on top of her.

“Do you forgive me, angel, can you forgive me,” Calvin yearned in her ear, “I’ll do anything for you to forgive me, angel eyes, just tell me what I have to do.”

“You don’t need to do anything,” Indigo longed, a hand wrapping in his curls, “I forgive you.”

Calvin groaned into the crock of her neck, “You probably want to take a shower,” Indigo muttered.

“No, I’m staying right here, and we’re talking,” he replied.

They spoke most of the night about nothing and everything all at once, Falling asleep early in the morning.

“Do you want breakfast?” Calvin asked, getting out of bed the following morning.

Indigo groaned, “No, I’m not really hungry.”

“Have you been eating properly?”

“I don’t want to answer that.”

Calvin rolled his eyes kissing her cheek, “I’m gonna jump in the shower, are you going to the college today?”

“Yeah.” Indigo muttered into her pillow, “There is some stuff that I need to finish.”

“Do you want to go in together?”

“I’d like that.”

She would join him in the shower a few minutes after he’d got in, he would play with her hair as she attempted to make herself look presentable, distracting each other while getting dressed, before walking hand and hand to the college. Outside the infirmary, Calvin peppered her face in kisses muttering French sweet nothings to her.

“I’ll come and we’ll have lunch together, alright?”

Indigo nodded, “I’ll text updates with our girl once I get them.”

“Thank you.”

“I love you,” he yearned holding her face in his hands.

“I love you too,” she replied in the same tone before kissing softly before leaving for her office.

“Thank goddess,” Sloan sighed, walking to the infirmary, a witness to the lover's scene in front of the infirmary, “The world is healing.”

[elfboyeros]

Cerise, Miel, and Trickster

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There aren’t a lot of redheads working in the infirmary, it just sorts of happened that way, yet there is one notable redhead who works in the medical center, not only has a part of her education track but also under the guidance of her father the man heading the operations in the sanatorium.

They called her Aurora.

“Sweet Aurora~”

“Why am I not surprised,” Aurora sighed, entering the small hospital room where a young man with a dark complexation sat on the exam bed, holding his arm as his pink hair fell into his eyes almost covering his clay-colored iris, the oldest Bookstone-Corals child knew he was smirking under his face cover, “What is it today, Florian?”

He sighed, “See, I’ve gone and broken my arm just to see you.”

Aurora hummed sitting in one of the little chairs, to sit in front of him, “What is the real reason you broke your arm?” She asked rolling up his long sleeve and putting her healing hands to work.

“I was helping Mr. Casper in the greenhouse,” He began, “I slipped off A ladder.”

“One of the step stools,” she questioned coyly.

“No, I was picking apples off one of the trees.”

“At least you were trying to be helpful,” Aurora remarked.

Florian chuckled, “You look cute today,” he muttered.

“I look how I do every day,” Aurora replied.

“It means you look cute every day.”

Aurora shook her head before looking up at him, “Will you let me work in peace?”

Florian smiled, “I can’t help that my nurse is beautiful and just happens to be my girlfriend.”

“Florian,” Aurora sighed with a smile.

“Aurora~” Florian sighed.

The redhead shook her head again before she removed her hands from his arm, “I’m going to go get you an arm sling, you’ll have to wear it for a couple of weeks,” she informed, “Can you behave yourself while I’m gone?”

The young man sighed dramatically, “If I must.”

Aurora exited the exam room retrieving the arm sling, “Aurora.”

She looked over her shoulder seeing Maverick, “Yeah?”

“Your dad wants you to check on Finnegan before your shift ends today.”

“Why can’t he do it?” Aurora sighed, “He’s the one that told him to float in the pools anyway.”

Maverick shrugged, “I can do—”

“No, it’s fine,” Aurora replied, before taking the arm sling to her boyfriend, “I’ll check on him.”

Down in the healing pools that turquoise-hair boy that looks too much like his mother floats in one of the large healing pools per his father’s instructions. He can hear footsteps enter the room as he floats in the water.

“You alive Finn?” Aurora asked standing at the water’s edge.

“I’m not face down, am I?” He retorted.

“Clearly not,” she replied.

“Why are you here?”

“Pere told me to check on you,” she answered.

Finnegan sighed, “I’m fine, I just had the shit kicked out me, nothing to worry about.” Very much his mother’s son getting in trouble because of his temper.

“You shouldn’t have challenged a guy twice your size,” Aurore remarked.

He scoffed before standing in the pool, “He should have never put his hands on my sister,” He stated firmly, his deep ocean-blue eyes staring into Aurora’s soul.

She sighed, this aforementioned guy twice Finnegan’s size was very upset when Aurora informed him that she was in a relationship and made an attempt to get physical. The eldest Bookstone-Corals child hadn’t even told her parents only her sibling.

“Just get out of the pool so we can go home,” Aurora huffed.

“You don’t have to walk me home, I’m fine!” he muttered climbing up the steps of the large pool, “Go get Florian and have him walk you home.”

Aurora narrowed her eyes at her little brother, “Just dry off and come on!”

“Alright,” Finnegan huffed.

The brother and sister duo emerged from the healing pools linking up with Florian as he sighed in the infirmary waiting for his girlfriend like a gentleman. The three scholars headed toward this main campus exit before a few mage professors ran by as they ran from the magical wing of the college to the alchemy wing.

“Ms. Nozadze, what’s wrong?!” Florian asked.

“Alex is fighting Hughard,” Georgia huffed before running down the hall following her colleagues.

Finnegan and Aurora sighed, “You gotta be kidding me.”

In one of the training yards, there was a regular guy pinned in the dirt with a petite individual on top of him, keeping him in the dirt using plant magic and shoving dirt in his face. They look very much like their father, with their pink eyes and black hair.

“You try to assault my sister after she rejects, then you beat the shit out of my brother after you lose the duel you agreed to!” Alexandria yelled, “How does it feel Hugh, huh!”

Georgia attempted to use magic to separate the two, but Alexandria is their mother’s child.

“I’m going to get help!” Georgia squeaked before running off.

Aurora attempted to pull their sibling off the large senior in the ground, but it was no use, she wasn’t strong enough, although it didn’t stop her from trying.

“Alex, fucking stop,” Finnegan huffed, finally trying to help his sister pull them off of Hughard. “NO! HE DESERVES IT!”

“Violence isn’t the answer to this, Alexandria!” Aurora panted.

“VIOLENCE IS THE ANSWER WHEN THIS DUDE IS A SERIAL ASSAULTER!”

“I only tried to punch Aurora,” Hughard squealed.

“THAT’S STILL ASSAULT!” Alexandria and Finnegan yelled. For a millisecond, Finnegan thought about letting his twin go and let them continue to beat this asshole.

“Goddess, dude, you are dumb as fuck,” Florian muttered, watching from the sidelines as Aurora and Finnegan still struggled to get Alexandria off Hughard for a good few minutes.

“ALEXANDRIA FLETCHER BOOKSTONE-CORALS!”

Alexandria froze looking towards the entrance from the training yard seeing her father staring daggers at them with his arms firmly crossed in front of his chest as their mother stood beside him looking at him shocked, yet with a smirk across her lips. Their sudden freeze caused Finnegan to stubble back and Aurora to fall back into the dirt, but of course, Florian, even with a broken arm, came to her rescue.

“What the hell do you think you are doing?” Calvin asked in a huff.

“Daddy, he tried to hit Aurora, and then when Finnegan won their duel, he beat him up! He’s harassed every girl on campus!” Alexandria explained getting off Hughard, “It’s only right that he eats dirt!”

“Cerise, what happened?” Indigo asked.

“Hughard asked me to go out for coffee, I declined polity, and he then got upset by my rejection and attempted to punch me.” Aurora answered, “Finnegan then challenged him to a bit of sparing as an act of revenge and got hurt in the process."

Indigo looked to her son, "Meil, is this true?"

He nodded, "I’m assuming Alexandria did the same thing I did after I went to the infirmary," Finnegan added.

“And it looks like they won,” Florian joked, earning a high five from Finnegan.

“Hughard Moltant?” Indigo said approaching the young man as he still was trapped in the dirt.

“Yes, Mrs. Bookstone,” He replied shakily.

“I have gotten many complaints about you and your flirting nature,” she sighed, reversing her child’s magic, “If I get one more complaint about you or hear that you have put hands on around female student, I will expel you, understand?”

Hughard nodded rapidly before running off.

“Alexandria, you are grounded,” Calvin sighed.

“Daddy!” They groaned, “Mom!”

Indigo nodded in agreement with her husband.

“You don’t solve your problems with violence, we raised you better than that!” Calvin added.

“But—”

“One week!” Calvin stated, “No magic lessons, no observing me in the forge of Elias’ dressmaking, no watching Nemo and Rowan training, and none of  Sloan’s weekend seminars, do you understand me?”

“Dadd—”

“Do you understand me!”

Alexandria and Calvin stared at one another for a moment, before they huffed out a small “fine.”

Calvin nodded, “Alright then, let’s go home,” he replied with a smile before Aurora, Florian, and Finnegan followed him.

Indigo wrapped an arm around her child’s waist as they both followed behind everyone, her heels giving her enough height to rest her cheek against the top of Alexandria’s head, “Good job Trickster,” Indigo muttered.

“Thanks, mommy.”

[elfboyeros]

Thank you Kara I'm sorry that this took so long to respond to.

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currently reading: The Ancient Magus' Bride (I'm on volume 17, but I haven't really started it yet.)

current obsession: My ocs and The Ancient Magus' Bride (I'm so excited for the second season)

what hobby/craft are you working on right now?: WRITING BRIDGEHID SHIT. (I've been working nonstop so I hope this upcoming week I'll get something out.)

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Currently Reading: Wildwood by Colin Meloy and also Codes Ciphers and Other Cryptic and Clandestine Communication by Fred B Wrixon

Current Obsession: Gravity Falls, How to Train Your Dragon, and Watcher (more specifically Ghost Files and Are You Scared)

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[elfboyeros]

Bridgehid Characters Middle Names

Because I revising Bridgehid Secerts I decided to give Rowan a middle name so everyone gets a middle name!

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Rowan Harper Pawn-King

Esma Maeve King

Jacob Quinn Pawn

Indigo Margot Bookstone-Corals

Calvin Alexander Bookstone-Corals

Sloan Ace Night

Casper Bonnie Night

Percival Julia Kowalski

Georgia Eka Nozadze

Maverick Victoria Hasen

Geronimo Oscar Hoedemarker

Elias Gustav Hoedemarker

Estelle Ursa Venus

Constellate Adele Koch

Amethea Marguerite-Roux Corals

Finnian Antoine Corals

Antoinette Croix Corals

Aurora Marguerite Bookstone-Corals

Alexandria Fletcher Bookstone-Corals

Finnegan Rochelle Bookstone-Corals

Florian Dana Grigorescu

[elfboyeros]

Bridgehid Character Clothing Aesthetic

Rowan: Beige/Normcore

Esma: Normcore

Jacob: Y2K

Duke: Dark Academia but make it navy and blue

Indigo: Classicore/Old Money/Academia

Calvin: Old Money

Sloan: Academia/ Vintage

Casper: Whimiscal/Ethereal/Fairycore

Percy: Grunge

Georgia: Cottagecore/Softgirl

Maverick: Academia

Nemo: E-boy

Elias : Twee/Light Academia

Estelle: VSCO

Constellate: Space Core

Simulcra: Gothic

Neon: Old Money/Fairycore

[elfboyeros]

Embrasser les mains

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To Florian, Aurora was more than just the sun or the moon, or the evening or the dawn, no she was the fucking air that he breathed. So, while in her coma Florian always felt like he couldn't breathe, he could barely visit her without having a panic attack. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with this girl, he knew that ever since they were 10, seeing her comatose proved that the possibility of having a future with her could be taken away.

“Sweet Aurora~” He cooed entering the Bookstone-Corals home, “I have the groceries you asked for!”

When he entered the kitchen, she was frozen, eyes wide staring at him as he stood in the archway. The reason? Her hands are hovering over a cutting board completely uncovered which he hadn’t seen since before everything happened, mostly because she had covered them up before he could even see them and even now he couldn’t see because she had raced to the sink.

“Aurora, wait!” Florian shouted tossing the grocery bag on the kitchen island following her over to the sink.

“Florian, please,” Aurora muttered, washing her hands, and covering their new appearance with soapy suds, “I don’t want to do this right now.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t want to make you upset,” Florian apologized, “But you do know that your hands aren’t going to make me love you any else, right.”

Aurora sighed as he handed her a hand towel, “I’m in love with you, not the way you’re hands look,” he added, “but your hands are cute.”

Aurora huffed, setting the hand towel on the counter before presenting him her hands, “There we go, your cute little hands,” he cooed.

He took hold of her hand running his thumbs across her purple knuckles, “do they hurt?” he asked softly, as he continued to stare at her hands.

“No,” she muttered, “Granny said if I were to make it any worse, I may start losing feeling in them.”

“Then we can’t let it get worse, can we?”

“No cannot,” she sighed.

“My praises can’t make you hate them any less, does it?” Florian asked.

“…No…”

He hummed, reaching for the masks always over his mouth and nose and pulling it down, “Florian?”

He said nothing, as he brought her hands up to his lips and began to kiss the now purple skin. The scars resided around the corners of his mouth were on full display for Aurora to finally see, he had always told her he was scarier with them showing. He wasn’t like her lovely mother or even her father wore their scars as if they were badges of honor and allowed them to be on full display. His scars made many afraid, and the last thing he wanted to do was make her afraid of him.

“You never told me they were this bad,” Aurora remarked quietly, she now had a hand cupping his chin as he kissed the other, “how did you get them.”

“You know the stories of eating fae produces and magic raw?” he asked as he continued to kiss her hand.

“You’re not supposed to do that,” Aurora answered.

“Seven-year-old me didn’t know that,” Florian sighed in the palm of her hand, “When we still lived in Romania, I was dared by my friends to eat what I thought was candy, but it was just pure raw magic.”

“That does sound like something a kid would do,” she muttered with a giggle.

“I glad you find my childhood pain comical,” he chuckled into her skin.

Aurora giggled again, “How do you want me to react? You’ve never been a fan of people pitting you.”

He continued to kiss into the palm of her hand, “You’re right,” he hummed.

She could feel his tongue press against her skin, he’s getting a little too bold especially while they were standing in her mother’s kitchen.

“Florian…”

He only hummed again into her hand continuing to kiss and lick at her hand as she made quiet and broken pleads to get him to calm down.

“Florian, please…”

“Do I have to?” He whined into her hand.

“…my parents—”

 Florian sighed, finally stopping, “I’ll quite if you kiss me.”

“Florian—”

“Please, Sweets.”

It felt like they had been together since they were kids, even though they had only been dating since they were freshmen, yet, because of Florian keeping his mouth cover they never actually kissed. Florian had a taste now and he was going to take a chance to get more.

“You’re allowed to say no,” he muttered resting his forehead against her’s holding her hands to his chest.

Aurora shook her head before she kissed him. They kissed for what felt like hours, although it was all but it was realistic only a few minutes. A few minutes full of locked lips and clinging to one other by the kitchen sink. Neither of them noticed, Alexandria and Finnegan entering the house, the twins walking into the kitchen seeing the display.

Alexandria instantly covered their mouth to keep them from laughing out loud, running off to their room to laugh in peace and Finnegan just rolled his eyes, “I’m too tired to do this,” he muttered, making his way to the fridge grabbing some cherry juice before leaving for his room.

[elfboyeros]

Poisoned Coffee

“Que voulez-vous ?”

Calvin chuckled into the phone, “I see you are still not out of bed.”

Indigo groaned, he could only picture how she looked, lying on her stomach in their bed pushing her hair out of her face, “Why are you calling me?” she mumbled unhappy that she was woken up.

“I called to ask you a favor,” he replied.

“What?”

“Can you bring me some coffee?”

“Why, you have coffee there?”

Calvin chuckled staring at the coffee cup half full on his desk, “I believe I’ve been poisoned.”

“Excusez-moi?! You were poisoned!”

“No need to worry, angel eyes,” he replied, “Whenever you get the chance, I would love some coffee that isn’t poisoned.”

“Well, thank you for telling me someone tried to poison you,” Indigo sighed, “I love you.”

“I love you too, angel.”

Okay, he wasn’t actually poisoned! He was slipped a little love potion which did not work for whatever reason, but the Healer doesn’t know that all he knows is that his coffee tastes different. He assumed that it was poison, not a love potion that one of his new and young healers slipped him as if it would work… the man was only obsessed with his wife being affected by a tiny love potion… that’s laughable.

“Darling,” Indigo muttered entering his office cup of coffee in hand.

“Thank you,” he sighed glancing up at her and then back at the work in front of him.

“Are you sure someone tried to poison you?” she asked, after rounding his desk and playing with the hair that kept falling in his face.

“I think it was a potion of some sort,” Calvin answered, “I think one of the new healers I hired has a crush on me and randomly they made my coffee this morning.”

Indigo hummed, “I’m gonna go back home,” she muttered.

“Alright, Angel, I’m sorry it made come all the way here on a Saturday,” he replied swiveling his chair to look at her, “I’ll make it up to you.”

“Just don’t fall in love with anyone,” she joked.

“I love no one other than you, Indigo, nothing is going to change that.” He retorted, before sharing a kiss with her and watching her leave.

“Mhm, get me some passion fruit on your way home and that’s how you can make it up to me.” Indigo remarked at his office.

“Okay, Angel, I love you.” He sighed with a smile.