#does he get to age with Miri?

[leoruby-draws]

I did a whole bunch of drawings for Jason's team two weeks back, so now its time to concentrate on Steph's team! Here we've got 4 new characters for her team, with a couple extra tomorrow as well. Lets go into to them, one by one.

First up is the lantern for the group, more specifically a Violet Lantern apprentice aka Miri Riam! Her reasons for coming to earth is unknown at the moment but they seem to have some connection to Carol Ferris. Carol's also a Violet Lantern and Hal's(Green Lantern) on-and-off girlfriend and occasional antagonist. Perhaps Miri was sent to become Carol's apprentice? I've got more info on whats happening there, but thats for later.

As for why Miri was chosen for the group, I knew I wanted some kind of Lantern for the team, but couldn't find a green lantern that was both in Steph's age group and have fun interactions with them. But then I thought, does it have to be a green lantern? I had a red lantern for Jason's group after all. I looked around and found Miri! I don't know her exact age but I knew she was a young adult, so I'm just gonna have her be around Steph's age group.

The Violet Lanterns Corps are very ...enthusiastic about the power of love and Miri's no exception. She wants everyone to know the joy of Love, she's honestly kinda annoying about it. I remember this one GL issue where she was destroying a city just to get Kyle and Soranik to resolve their love troubles. That pretty much became the basis for how I'm writing Miri's personality. Like I said above, I'll get more into Miri at a later time.

Next is Maxine Hunkel aka Cyclone, granddaughter of Ma Hunkel aka the golden age Red Tornado! I already posted a drawing of her a while back, I thought she'd make a fun fit for the team. She's has such high energy and so much enthusiasm I couldn't help but find her utterly endearing. I think at a later point she'll end up joining the JSA but for now she's just having fun with this team.

Btw I thought that maybe her grandmother, Ma Hunkel, could fit a similar role that the other Red Tornado did for Young Justice, helping out a young hero team. Just a way to emphasize how Steph and Tim's teams can serve as foils to each other.

Next up is the archer of the group, Mia Dearden aka Speedy II. Tho she should probably have a different name due to Roy still being Speedy atm. Maybe Speedette? Ehhh, gotta workshop that.

Anyways here's Mia and Steph meeting as civilians, with Mia showing off her bow. Mia seems to be in some sort of school uniform, perhaps Oliver is sponsoring her to go to a fancy academy? Her backstory is similar to canon, with Oliver saving her from bad people. I'm not sure if her story should be exactly the same as canon, since Mia is 10 but terrible things like that do happen in real life to young children. But I don't know if a goofy au like mine is the best place to show that. But for now lets just say Mia is currently trying to heal and become a hero like Green Arrow.

I imagine Steph and Mia get along really well, they just get each other in a lot of ways. Steph can see Mia might be hurting inside and wants to cheer her up, hopefully with all of Mia's new friends she can.

Last up is Jaime Reyes aka Blue Beetle III. Unfortunately I haven't drawn him all that much so no individual drawing for him, tho I do like him.

As for why Jaime, I remember liking him in the YJ cartoon and found him pretty likeable in the comics as well. But I've always like the spiderman hero archetype anyways, which Jaime fits really well (I mean, it was done on purpose). Static and Sideways also fit the archetype and are in the team as well. Arguably you can say add Steph to this too, probably more than Tim in my personal opinion.

Another reason I wanted to add Jaime is that he and Steph almost became teammates in canon, in a failed Young Justice project. What could have been huh. Third reason is more silly tho, if Barbara and Ted Kord start to date in this au, imagine how grossed out Steph and Jaime will be lmao.

So there's four new teammates for the team, but! I've got a couple extra for tomorrow! And later on I hope to finally post some more doodles of these characters (some of them are real old, more than a year old). Especially Miri, she turned out to be such a fun character, and I've always liked the all the lantern corps. Here's a bonus doodle of them btw (with bonus unmasked Sideways):

So many new members, well, hope you liked all that!

[catogorizing-like-no-man-before]

TOS S1E9 - Miri

Rating - ⭐⭐⭐⭐🔘

Aired October 27, 1966

Stardate 2713.6

This episode is exciting, and I like seeing the crew interact with the kids. I think the ending drags. While MCCoy's sacrifice adds a thrill, it makes all the shenanigans with the communicators feel unnecessary. To be fair, I paused it with five minutes left in the episode and finished it days later, so that could have skewed my view.

This episode could have used a B plot on the ship or more focus on making the cure, less screen time for crazy kids we'll never see again.

Summary

A landing party from the USS Enterprise visits a planet that is seemingly abandoned with terrible antique architecture. They are exploring empty streets when one of them touches a bike and is attacked by a distraught man. The man quickly dies, leaving everyone confused and on guard.

With some equipment beamed down from the Enterprise, the crew starts trying to find a cure. Meanwhile, the gang of children Miri came from are planning to stop them because they don't want adults to live and survive on their planet, disrupting their way of life.

The party quickly discovers a teen girl, Miri, who takes a shining to Kirk. She tells the party that all of the grown ups died from a virus after becoming mean and irrational. All the crew members discover they have caught this disease because of distinctive blue sores on their skin.

They have a couple weeks before they die from this illness. Children do not get sick from the disease, and it elongates their life by centuries. Eventually, they do age though and die from the disease.

To keep the Enterprise crew from curing themselves, the kids plan to get their communicators. The kids trick Janice Rand into a trap, and Kirk (with the communicator) has to save her. He convinces the kids they will all eventually die from the disease if they don't let the Enterprise crew heal and leave.

McCoy and Spock have been working on a cure. McCoy, the oldest and most sick (?) and thus the most desperate, injects himself with it as a test subject before Kirk returns with the communicator.

Fortunately the cure is successful. The Federation adopts the kids, providing teachers and medical staff.

For the time - 😬😬🔘🔘🔘

Miri's crush on Kirk is awkward. Even though she's technically 300, she's still got the mindset of a teenager. It's a really weird dynamic that I understand but it makes me uncomfortable.

And more trials and tribulations for Janice Rand. Would have loved to see her not walk into a trap or help get herself out of it.

Characters

Kirk

Bones

Spock

Janice Rand

Miri

Ships

USS Enterprise

The other kind of ships

Honestly, very few romantic vibes in this episode. Maybe because they're all sick and surrounded by kids, people aren't in the mood. Two I noticed:

Janice x Kirk - She's very upset about the blue sores, and she goes to Kirk for comfort.

Spones - they work together pretty closely in this episode but it's a lot of arguing, heightened because of the disease. McCoy does call for him after injecting himself with the maybe cure maybe poison but the only other person there was a random red shirt.

I do like how Spock cares for Bones in this moment.

McSpirk - Spock is very worried for McCoy at the end of this episode for sure. But so is Kirk, so I'll count this as McSpirk representation as well.

[suzukiblu]

I wanted to write something self-indulgent and decided to use that power to also make @miri-tiazan happy by adding to the wet nurse omegaverse. ❤️

"A wet nurse, Father, really?" Damian asks, looking unimpressed. The League of Assassins isn't much for hired wet nurses, Bruce knows–not even loyal servants, but especially not unknown outsiders. If a pup isn't getting nursed by a worthy packmate, then that pup isn't particularly valued or expected to grow up to be of much use to either Ra's or the League. Or grow up at all, in most cases.

And Damian has been dubious about Lor since the day he showed up, unsurprisingly, but also seems to have lumped him in under the same reaction he'd probably have had to Jon having gotten a new pet, so it could be worse, really. Damian typically likes pets, for one thing, so the idea of Lor being nursed by a servant has been less than ideal to him. Bruce will take that over Damian hating the pup any day.

"We did talk about it at breakfast," he reminds him. Damian looks no less unimpressed.

"Yes, and I assumed you would come to your senses and summon Todd back to the manor," he retorts disdainfully. "Not employ the first poorly-dressed stray you picked up off the street simply for lack of the last one you did."

"He's dressed fine, Damian," Tim says, scowling at him.

"Just don't diss the jacket, brat," Carl says with an easy shrug, otherwise ignoring Damian and just peering at Jon curiously. Bruce doesn't comment on the obvious transgression of an unrelated omega insulting one of his pups, given that said pup started it and also he doesn't expect Carl to have traditional pack manners at this point anyway. "Did you want some?"

"Huh?" Jon says, blinking at him.

"Like a snack or whatever," Carl clarifies, adjusting his grip on Lor. "Kiddo's drunk me pretty dry, but I think he's about done for now, so like, if you want any . . ."

Right, Bruce thinks, just barely raising an eyebrow as Travers looks speechlessly mortified. Well, further total lack of pack manners in Carl proven. He didn't even ask Clark before offering that.

"Oh," Jon says, looking a little flustered and not looking at Clark. "Um–but you're here for Chris."

"Yeah, so?" Carl says with a shrug. "I get milked up real quick, I'll have plenty more for him later. Not like I've got anyone else to feed right now anyway, they cleared my whole client list for this."

Bruce narrows his eyes. A client list? How much milk is Carl producing, to have a full list of clients? There's no way an omega his age who isn't on lactation stimulants should have enough milk for multiple clients.

Unless he very, very recently lost a full litter, anyway. That's the only reason Bruce can think of that he'd have that much milk.

Hell. And the agency just sent him out this soon?

Well, it would explain Carl claiming to be disinterested in pups and preferring to pump over doing direct nursing, but also explain the immediate triggering of a feral bond like that when actually directly faced with a distressed pup in need of something he had to offer. And Jon is Lor's brother now, so it's not a surprise that Carl would offer him his milk too. He's got to be sensing some of Lor's developing pack bonds, even a step removed from them; he's probably getting some attachment spillover.

Good sign for how Lor's new bonds are settling in, at least, Bruce supposes.

"Um . . ." Jon says, and keeps not looking at Clark. Bruce carefully doesn't think about exactly how long it's been since the kid had to go cold-turkey weaning on omega milk, mostly because of the circumstances around said weaning.

And Clark . . .

Clark's jaw tightens, just briefly, and then he smiles.

"It's alright if you'd like to, Jon," he says reassuringly, and Jon is a perceptive enough kid to look uncertain about the validity of that statement, but also clearly does want to at least try Carl's milk. Which, well, he did mention Carl smelling good to him. That's probably a good sign too, really, since Jon's got Kryptonian blood himself. Bodes well for Lor's tolerance for Carl's milk if the only other available Kryptonian pup likes the scent of it, hopefully.

But also, Bruce does know the last time Jon nursed it was from Clark, and it didn't end well.

[bah-circus]

Haii , same person who requested Greece!! could we possibly get a lvl 2 aph Japan this time? It's for Hellenic who really misses him , Tysm!! ヽ(o＾▽＾o)ノ

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Welcome back !! Absolutely you can!! H? was a delight and I hope you enjoy him!! ^^ And yay!! Tumblr didn't eat this one!! I think I got that issue finally solved thank goodness- Pest Swarm

[dr-demi-bee]

Hello hello! Can I ask your wedding tag for 4 & 16? ♡♡

Ahhh!! Thank you friend! I *adored* thinking about this 🥰🥰🥰 Incoming lore dump :D I think a lot about what the culture of Miri's pack in the High Forest would be like as wild lythari elves with little contact with outsiders. Lythari, I imagine, don't necessarily have 'weddings' as we consider it. As a small tribal people, the grand, opulent ceremonies we think of for weddings likely wouldn't make sense. It would, however, make sense to celebrate the pack growing - either by gaining a new member or by the potential for cubs to be sired (most lythari are *born*, rather than turned).

What Forgotten Realms lore does confirm (across all resources) about lythari is that they have a sacred mating ritual wherein a consenting non-lythari partner (if an elf) is bitten by their lythari partner and the lycanthropy is passed to them. (It only works for elves, so no werewolf Gale, sorry).

The lore suggests that the partner also gains a permanent mark that resembles a wolf bite. So I like to imagine that lythari pairs would still bite one another to gift this mark and signify their mating bond (like a wedding ring)! As Halsin says, “The wolf mates for life. The bear, however, roams free.” This all leads me to believe that lythari are known (at least by wood elves from the HF) to be monogamous, and this mark would signify their permanent bond to their partner. I imagine the pack holds a celebration of the couple bonding - and that the *mating ritual* itself is quite an affair for the pair (a la the wedding night/honeymoon wink wink). So for this answer, *pre-ceremony* is what precedes the mating ritual portion. All this to say:

I imagine that Miri and Gale would have two different 'weddings'. One more traditional, in Waterdhavian style, for Gale and the Dekarios clan. The other, a sacred mating bond ritual, for Miri and the Adahlen'i lythari. (fun fact, Adahlen'i is based on the Dalish 'adahlen', for 'forest', and an -i suffix, after Latin, to mean 'of the'.)

Anywho- On to the answers! :)

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4. Pre-Ceremony Events - Are there any special events, ceremonies, rituals, or preparations the couple must do before the wedding day? Ritual cleansing, asking a parent for the character's hand, mehndi/henna painting, little pre-ceremony games or challenges, etc?

Gale's traditional wedding: This stuff has been tumbling around my brain for ages - and instead of blithering on about usual wedding pre-ceremony traditions like a rehearsal dinner or not seeing each other before hand... I want to talk about rings. There is a canon Waterdeep tradition (shared here) where each person will have a ring crafted, which will then be split in half and fused together to make a matching pair of 'union' rings to be worn on the middle finger. These rings are worn around the neck until the wedding ceremony when they are exchanged. So I have been obsessed with the idea that Miri and Gale would both get rings crafted to match one another's eyes (you know, like those cute af trends of couples making matching bracelets or getting matching nail polish). Wearing their respective bands around their neck would become a symbol of the other's loving gaze. And then once they are split and fused, they would each have a ring to remind one another of the profound tenderness and love they see in one another's eyes. (excuse me I'm not crying, you are) For Miri - I think she would choose something like this, a dark metal inlaid with a beautiful wood like mahogany that shines with rich shades of brown and changes in the sun. Maybe with an added stone that looks like the aurora from when they first confessed. Extra points if she retrieved the wood herself from somewhere special.

For Gale - Ohhh, our grand gesture beloved. Gale would go out of his way to find the exact perfect gemstone or metal to match the greens of Miri's eyes. He would put hours into researching the quality of the stone and how to find the best one and the best quality, that would have the right durability for Miri's rough and tumble lifestyle. And it would have to be the perfect color because he would be staring absent mindedly at his own ring so often he would know whether it was right or not. And it would have to be significant somehow, and on and on... And no silver, of course. I picture something like jade or malachite (emeralds are way too soft).

Miri's lythari mating ritual: This celebration would be smaller, more intimate (but no less raucous). The ceremony would be held in the High Forest, near where Miri was born (a way of symbolizing the circle of life in Nature).

I imagine the celebration would include an exchanging of vows by the to-be-bonded pair. A commitment before the pack and their goddess, Mielikki. (Cute shit like "You are my mate - I am bonded to you for eternity, and I shall never leave your side. I shall love you, guard you, and keep you, for all of your days. Our bond is sacred, and I shall worship and praise you through this life, and into the afterlife.") Pack members receive their tattoos as a sacred coming-of-age ritual - and I like to imagine that a non-lythari partner is painted with a temporary version of their mate-to-be's tattoos prior to the ceremony. Perhaps by a trusted loved one, or by their beloved. From there the celebration would be very typical of most cultures - food, drink, song, and dance. Revelry for hours. Perhaps there is a hunt before hand to ensure there is plentiful meat, and there are bottles of pack-brewed wines and meads and ciders flowing freely into the evening.

At some point during the revelry the pair themselves will quietly slip away from the gathering - Miri will take Gale to some secluded space she used to hold dear - and then they will begin their mating ritual in earnest. ;) The revelry, meanwhile, continues until the wee hours - celebrating the couple coming together (and maybe the chance for cubs- someday.)

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16. Wedding Party - Are there bridesmaids, groomsmen, attendants, special witnesses? Are they dressed a certain way or positioned in a special spot? In both cases: I imagine they would invite all of their friends - the near and dear companions able to make it (perhaps with some assistance from Withers, a la the epilogue party). And you can bet Miri would find a way to involve their fuzzier companions, too - Tara, Lupus, Corvus, Scratch, even their Owlbear. Gale's traditional wedding: I am a big ol' sentimental softie and I cannot picture these two blorbos getting married without having their companions serving as their wedding party. Standing beside them as they declare their love in front of officiant, guests, and pantheon. Groomsmen: Astarion, Wyll, Halsin. Bridesmaids: Karlach, Lae'zel, Shadowheart. Officiant: Either Jaheira, Withers, or perhaps another. But I expect it would probably be a secular at least agnostic ceremony. Scratch and Lupus can be flower-girl equivalents. Corvus can fly in the rings. Gale implies a few times throughout the game that he was part of Waterdeep's high society (attending soirees, owning a tower in the city) - undoubtedly true, as he was an archmage. So I imagine, given Waterdeep nobles are considered 'heavy handed spenders', that their traditional wedding would be a bit on the *larger*, more lavish side. As such the dress code would be at minimum semi-formal, if not formal outright - the wedding party would be dressed accordingly. (See any number of excruciatingly beautiful clothing mods people have created for examples of appropriate shiny silks, fancy embroideries, opulent colors and divine tailoring...)

Miri's lythari mating ritual: For this smaller ceremony, I do not think there would be a bridal party, per say. But I do think they would want their companions to be there to bear witness and to celebrate with them. Everything in the High Forest is centered around survival, and thus practicality is the name of the game for attire. Lythari do not wear fine fabrics and prefer their own hand-crafted leathers and furs, accessorized with feathers and beautiful hand carved bone and stone pieces. I would expect anyone participating to dress similarly - and to be barefoot. I could see a tribal ceremony including an exchanging of vows, perhaps beneath an ancient tree to bear sacred witness. Furthermore, there are several other sacred rituals in Miri's pack specifically that involve clerics of Mielikki, if not Mielikki herself. So I imagine a cleric would be present to bless their union. I would not be surprised if Miri would ask Halsin if he would participate somehow as a former archdruid and servant of Silvanus.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Anyway, hope you like this brain dump of syrupy sweet wedding head canons 🥰🥰🥰🥰🤎💚

[fexalted]

watching tos for the first time since like, roughly 2012/13-ish? i don't remember what year it was, or why i only got thru most of season 1 before stopping

it's been fun to refresh my swiss cheesed memory with this tho so here's a semi-liveblog of the first 10 eps that i watched over the past couple weeks

1x01 - the man trap

things i remembered beforehand:

salt monster

"plum" uwu

that gay little run and crawl jim does when he's taking cover (it fills me with such delight)

things i did not remember:

how many people died, good god man it's only the first episode

1x02 - charlie x

things i remembered:

jim's bright red exercise pants

that stupid fucking face charlie makes when he uses his powers

not liking this ep at all when i first watched it, possibly due to me being around the same age as charlie at the time

additional thoughts: i enjoyed it more this time and felt more sympathetic for charlie. poor kid needed some parents, and also, like, a hug

1x03 - where no man has gone before

things i remembered:

bones isn't in it :'( (bored) (sad) (missing my bestie)

"James R Kirk"

that post i saw on here recently about how their contacts were made of glass

the only thing i could think about while watching:

their contacts

were made

of GLASS

(yes i understand this was how contacts were made back then. still freaked out by the concept of people putting glass in their eyes on purpose)

1x04 - the naked time

things i remembered:

sweat disease

sulu fencing

oh kathleen

"ONE-MORE-TIME!!"

"love mankind"

spock breakdown (extremely uncomfortable to watch)

bones casually ripping jim's shirt sleeve to jab him in the arm (extremely hilarious every time i think about it)

did not remember:

anything about them almost crashing into a planet lol

jim's little monologue when he gets infected (lmao)

time warp???

additional thoughts: hey remember when they reused this plot in tng and tasha and data fucked (<- literally the only thing i can remember about it) ((edit from future fex: i rewatched that ep. it was wild. tos did it better tho))

1x05 - the enemy within

things i remembered:

unicorn dog :)

evil kirk and poor little meow meow kirk

"I'M CAPTAIN KIRK!!!"

things not remembered:

dog dies :(

evil kirk's killer eyeliner

additional thoughts: say what you will about shatner / his acting but this ep is Peak shatner performance and a lot of fun to watch. he put his whole pussy into it, as the kids say these days

1x06 - mudd's women

things remembered:

could not forget harry mudd if i tried

the women are color coded like the powerpuff girls lol

they're also like, on some kind of drug that keeps them looking young or something

cool costumes tho

i don't have much to say about this one lol, harry's a fun character but the rest of the ep wasn't super interesting to me. did finally learn how to pronounce "ophiuchus" tho so i'll thank it for that

1x07 - what are little girls made of

things remembered:

is this the penis rock episode (it is)

uhhh i think kirk gets put into some kind of spinny machine that makes androids (he does)

more cool costumes (debatable)

things i find funny:

the number of planets we've encountered so far that are populated by like. 2-4 people

the way ruk (the big guy) just picks up and throws kirk like he weighs nothing

so much buildup with kirk and the penis rock and he doesn't even get to hit ruk over the head with it smh

also not a funny moment but i liked the way kirk was able to get a message to spock thru the android kirk, v clever

wait i just realized bones wasn't in this ep either. deducting 1/4 of a star from my mental rating bc i missed him (but apparently not that much)

1x08 - miri

remembered:

planet of children (bc everyone else died of terminal puberty)

"no blah blah blah!"

bones tests his newly discovered, untested cure on himself, in true mad scientist fashion (also spones moment <3)

saw this ep on a "what's your fave 'bad' episode" poll here recently and i can't remember if i thought it was good or bad when i first watched it lol

forgot:

another earth?? there's just a second, identical earth floating around out there?? and (of course) they don't mention it at all for the rest of the episode

300 year old children

oh these kids are so much more annoying than i remembered, however i may just be biased bc i don't like kids shfkshfk

1x09 - dagger of the mind

remember:

absolutely nothing! oh boy!

thoughts:

wow this ep is fucked up!

okay actually i don't think i've seen this one at all before?

usually there'll be moments that jog my memory but the only thing even slightly familiar to me was kirk going "helen don't go!" while in the neutralizer chair, but i could've just seen a clip/gif of it before

i remember skipping episodes in season 1 (i was impatient and wanted to get to city on the edge of forever) but i thought i'd at least made it to halfway thru the season before skipping any

anyway did i mention this ep is fucked up? (star trek really does love to drop an absolutely haunting 50 minutes of television on you and then never address it again, i understand this now. roll credits!)

1x10 - the corbomite maneuver

remember:

uhh

there's a thing out there

it's in the way

preventing them from boldly going, even

looks like an old windows screensaver

i might've skipped this ep too now that i think about it

thoughts:

cute mckirk moment in sickbay :3

i love that this cube has its own theme music whenever its on screen

oh shit it's the sequel to cube: orb

jesus christ that's a big orb

man they really said "okay we've got 3 music tracks and we're gonna get our money's worth out of them"

i gotta say this ep slaps tbh—WAIT HE'S A BABY???

LITTLE BABY MAN

LMAOOOOO

honestly great episode tho i'll stand by that

[rabbitcruiser]

Talk Like William Shatner Day

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Talk Like William Shatner Day timeline

1951

Making an Impact

William Shatner makes his acting debut.

1954

The Small Screen

Shatner stars in his first major T.V. role as Ranger Bob.

1974

Celebrities and Sports

Shatner makes an appearance on “Celebrity Bowling.”

2017

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The famous actor suffers from tinnitus.

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Read up about his career: Shatner has an extensive career with roles that are big and small. Read up on all his work to learn how he eventually gained such a mass following. His life is an inspiration, especially for aspiring actors.

5 Interesting Facts About William Shatner

Money earned: Shatner is the richest actor in the “Star Trek” franchise.

T.V. appearance: Shatner appeared in the series “The Twilight Zone.”

The first interracial kiss in 1968: Shatner was a part of one of the first interracial kisses on television in “Star Trek.”

Shatner starred with his daughters: In the 1966 “Star Trek” episode ‘Miri,’ the actor's daughters starred with him.

A gift from NASA: NASA engineers presented Shatner with a replica of the Enterprise.

Why We Love Talk Like William Shatner Day

It reminds us of Shatner’s body of work: The day reminds us of all the fantastic and groundbreaking projects Shatner was a part of. He has become unforgettable due to his unique roles in popular series.

It appreciates his talent: The special day appreciates the talent of Shatner by displaying him as an icon who gave performances that were unique and inspirational. In addition, such days spread positivity amongst the acting community.

It is a tribute to Shatner: Though there are hundreds of great actors in the country, few have a distinctive style. Shatner is one of them. The day is a tribute to all the great projects he was a part of and the roles he performed.

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[strugglingfloralclerk]

Of Scarfs and Chapstick

Summary/Snippet:

Before Taika can say how she missed the comfort of her dorm room or the warmth of her bed; he’s welcomed himself into her space. Her breath momentarily caught in her throat at the sudden contact.

Todoroki secured the navy blue, cashmere scarf neatly around his friend's neck. The pad of his fingertips brushed over Taika's ears as he moved tendrils of purple, wavy hair away from her face.

"You can borrow my scarf." His hands settled on the soft fabric around her neck. His thumbs ghosted the outline of her jaw. "Sorry, I'm forgetful sometimes when it comes to these things."   

(College AU, does not follow cannon, aged up characters, POC OC x Todoroki Shouto. Word count: 1,971.)

((Also, thank you and happy holidays to those who take the time to read my little fics.))

There was a peace that broke through Heights Alliance on lazy, Saturday evenings. The girls scheduled a cozy night in rather than out; the boys were equally exhausted from their own antics, and most (if not all) of class 3-A needed to decompress from the particularly grueling week of drills courtesy of Aizawa.

No loud music, no obnoxious chatter in the background-only a collective hum of perfectly harmless quiet.

On cue, at exactly five fifteen in the early evening, came the message.

((Todoroki, Shouto)17:15: Mina and Tsu say it’s my turn to do the snack run. Would you like to accompany me?

Taika's eyes shifted from the half-folded laundry scattered on the surface of her bed to her phone. She snorted at him. Her friend was either extremely valiant, a sucker, or worse: a mixture of the two.

((Taika, Miri)17:20: 'Roki, you do realize they've had you on snack duty for two weeks now?

Before the purple haired beauty could return to her task, the phone in her hand promptly buzzed.

((Todoroki, Shouto)17:21: So? I don't mind it too much. You've joined me on the last two snack runs, may as well see if you'll accompany me again.

She smiled softly, like the sucker she secretly was on the inside. Did Todoroki not realize how subtly charming he was just now?  

Taika wondered if maybe, maybe the prince of the hero course wasn't oblivious as everyone believed. If Taika didn't know any better, she'd think that Todoroki Shouto may even be flirty.

Yeah, right. Taika dismissed that thought as quickly as it formed. If he didn't try to kiss you during the summer festival, he surely wouldn’t now. Whether or not she joined the snack run, Taika was certain she was the only one struggling with that.

One more snack run wouldn't kill her, come to the think of it. Taika spent the better part of her Saturday cleaning her dorm, sorting through mail, and finishing up her report on heroics and civil laws class. A little break surely wouldn't kill her.

((Taika, Miri))17:25:)Give me 5 minutes. I'll meet you out front.

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The crisp night air carried a hostile chill, and Todoroki was thankful. As selfish as that was, it gave him an excuse to insist the pretty teleporter walk closer.

Todoroki wasn't used to the odd feeling of temptation. Self-discipline was his personal strong suit after all. Though, let's say that Todoroki Shouto wanted something badly enough to feel tempted-then what? He couldn't train harder to get what he wanted in this instance. Todoroki couldn't pay a fixed amount for what he wanted (and he wasn’t sure he wanted to do that in this instance either). The sensation was rather bittersweet as he's discovered, and he doesn’t mind associating the word with the young lady with vibrant brown skin.

Taika's breath fogged in the cold air, she exhaled quietly, hands hidden deep inside her coat pockets. "Next time Mina or Tsu tries to pull a fast one, I'm going to need you to remember how cold it is out here." There was a shiver in the Retesuwa native's voice; her brown skin prickled over with goosebumps. The temperature is so unforgiving and cutting there’s a chance winter may be early.

Todoroki shuffled closer in one smooth step; he willed a stronger wave of heat toward the teleporter as they walked.

"Is it really that cold out tonight?" Todoroki calmly loosened his scarf, his voice even as always despite the concern that hid inside of his words. 

"Yes!" Taika shuddered as she moved closer to Todoroki, her eyes rolling at him. "Not everyone can regulate their body temp like you, 'Roki."

Before Taika can say how she missed the comfort of her dorm room or the warmth of her bed; he’s welcomed himself into her space. Her breath momentarily caught in her throat at the sudden contact.

Todoroki secured the navy blue, cashmere scarf neatly around his friend's neck. The pad of his fingertips brushed over Taika's ears as he moved tendrils of purple, wavy hair away from her face.

"You can borrow my scarf." His hands settled on the soft fabric around her neck. His thumbs ghosted the outline of her jaw. "Sorry, I'm forgetful sometimes when it comes to these things."   

Taika's heart fluttered slowly at the steady timbre of Todoroki's voice. If literally anyone else said that to her, she'd relentlessly tease them. 

'Oh, you're forgetful when it comes to the cold?' She could have mocked. 'Wow, totally not a cocky thing to say out loud.'

However, because it's Todoroki, the teleporter doesn't utter such a sentiment. Rather, because it is Todoroki, Taika thanked him politely. Even as he turned and strode along the sidewalk to the convenience store, Taika felt a roaring fire in her chest and stomach that kept her comfortable for the rest of walk.

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Doors chimed politely as the heat from the convenience store crashed onto Taika. The bite of the harsh wind on her face and on the tips of her ears melted away under the warmth. Mina and Tsu were going to trick some other oblivious classmate into snack run duties next week. 

Taika grabbed a shopping basket. "I'll take care of the drinks and instant food requests if-."

"I'll hold this." Todoroki interrupted her, he stole the shopping basket from her grasp. His eyes focused on the aisle of chips and candies. "As you were saying?"

Taika pointed over her shoulder. "I'll take care of the drinks and instant food requests. Meet back here in ten."

"I'll handle the rest." Todoroki nodded intently at Taika's command. His eyes lingered on her figure as she walked off, his heart throbbed in his chest clearly. He decided he liked the way she wore his scarf.

Moments later Taika securely cradled the drinks with one arm tucked to her chest. Her other arm cradled four rice balls. The teleporter frowned at the lack of options when it came to the few tubes and tins displayed in the lip care aisle. Autumn's frigid winds would soon give way to winter. Taika needed to prevent chapped, split lips yesterday.

Good, trustworthy cherry -gone. The other sensible flavors such as vanilla, mint, lavender and honey-out. Not even 'original, unscented' could be found on the shelves.

The teleporter grimaced with distaste at the limited options. She adjusted her hold on the drinks with a studious glare and re-read the labels.

'Mango tango passion'- the bright orange tube offensively screamed out to Taika, followed by the odor of cheap, artificial mango.

'Bubble Gum Dream'-she frowned at flavor. 'Licorice Lush'? 'Butter?' She read the labels again, not wanting to trust her own eyes.  Fuck it...She'll do the cheap mango lip balm.

"Not that one." Todoroki deadpanned as his large hand suddenly blocked Taika from the item. "You don't even like mango, and it smells too strong." 

Taika cocked her head to the right with an inquisitive glimmer in her eyes-more curious than startled by him. "Who said I don't like mango?"

He rolled his eyes, a habit he unintentionally mimicked from Taika. Todoroki reached for a white tube and presented it to his friend. 

"First off, you don't eat or drink mango anything. Sero brags about how you give him all the mango Hi-Chews." Todoroki could go on how Taika nearly gagged on a protein mango bar when given one, but that was beside the point. "I think this would be good. I know you'd like it better than mango, Taika."

She hadn't even seen 'Marshmallow Whip' among the other duds. Taika smirked a little, amusement and appreciation laced on the edge of her words as she placed the chapstick into the shopping basket “Thanks, ‘Roki”. Taika couldn’t help but tease the young man all the same. "Well, the next guy who kisses me better like marshmallow then."

Taika nudged her shoulder into his side as she walked on by. "Who knows, maybe that guy may thank you too." Her eyes slid over to his, bright and much too mischievous.

Todoroki almost grimaced outwardly, the joke not at all funny to him. "He may get punched in the face." The words slipped from his mouth instinctively.

"Guess you take the don't kiss and tell rule seriously.” Taika snickered at her friend despite how her heart raced at his words and how sure he sounded about the made-up situation. 

He didn't mean it like that-Taika told herself-Todoroki would say that to any of his friends. 

"Ever the gentleman, huh, 'Roki?"

Todoroki sighed weakly. "If you say so."

If only Taika knew how far from that Todoroki was. If only she knew the way he quietly stole glances at her as they checked out their haul of goods. If only she knew his true motive when he placed his scarf around her neck. If only she knew the reason he went on, yet another snack run was to spend time alone with her.

If Taika Miri knew half of what went through Todoroki Shouto's head, she’d know he wasn’t the gentleman she thought him to be.

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"Hey, Taika are you able to read minds?" The question had been eating him up alive since they left the store. The streets were empty as white power fell from the sky and quite frankly, Todoroki didn't want to talk about patrol duties anymore.  He’d had enough of it.

She blinked at him. "Random change of topic much?

"Humor me." His voice was calm and reassuring. "Try and read my mind right now."

"Say please first and I might, rich boy." Taika crossed her arms and smiled sweetly at him, enjoying the moment. Neither in a rush to be back in the company of friends. 

"Please then." Todoroki earnestly said as he took a step closer to the teleporter. His gaze lingered on her plush lips. "I'm curious." 

Eyes rolled before shutting, Taika quieted all the noise around them as she focused solely on Shouto. "I can't promise I will be able to read your mind, 'Roki. I'm a teleporter not a telepath." 

"Like I said, humor me."

"Hm." Taika hummed dramatically, her hands now at her temples as she attempted a peek into Todoroki’s mind. "Are you thinking of cold soba and tea?"

He shuffled closer to the teleporter; the fresh snow silenced his steps. "Not quite." He nimbly placed the grocery bags down.

"Hmmm...." With eyes still closed, she tried again. "You're thinking about what to get Fuyumi for Christmas?" Taika opened an eye, her heart lurched up into her throat when she saw how close Todoroki stood in front of her. She hadn't heard or even sensed him for that matter. She stayed in place, comforted by the warmth of the streetlights above and the heat that radiated from Todoroki.

"Try one more time?" Todoroki whispered with encouragement. The lure of temptation was hooked deep to his skin. Impatience manifested into courage when she didn't move away from him.

"Please, Taika?"

Hesitation bubbled in Taika's chest; an old weariness in her eye as she studied him. It was only Todoroki, after all. It wasn't like he would do anything.

"You're lucky we're best friends." Taika closed her eyes. A second lapsed. Then ten. 

"'Roki...you're thinking about..."Taika pressed her lips together in concentration but she couldn't hear his thoughts. Her shoulders slumped; eyes still closed. There was the faintest taste of marshmallow in her words. 

"Sorry, I think I'm only a teleporter not a-."

Todoroki’s hands landed on the scarf; temptation gave way as he took a final step toward her. His lips were on hers immediately. For all her common sense and pride, Taika melted away under the pleasant feel of the kiss.

Neither quite grasping the weight or consequence of the tender moment.

[seastar-bunny]

Defilement

Mind the tags.

'They seem human,' Doe whispered faintly, reading the letter with shaking hands. 'Yes. They...'

She shuddered, remembering Gale kneeling at her feet, begging her to stay. Begging for her love. So human. So desperately broken. But she knew what he'd become. And that knowledge hit her all at once; she dropped the letter and fell to her knees, winded by terror and trembling like a sick dog. She stayed that way for long moments, breathing as steadily as she could manage. Finally, she retrieved the letter and tucked it into her leather bag.

I can't get Miri involved. Not in this.

She'd already agreed to meet with him. The prospect made her head swim. She gathered her resolve, squaring her shoulders. She left the Elfsong behind, and retraced her steps to Candlekeep.

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The books Gale had checked out for her were still under her name, so she gathered them up again, placed them gingerly on the desk in the same carrel as before, and flipped through them for something she'd missed.

'...Lichdom is a noble goal, if pursued for the right reasons...'

'Phylacteries have hitherto been believed to be only inanimate objects, but if the strength of love is enough, a living person can become the vessel, though this sullies their own soul...'

'Lichdom is considered by many to be evil, but despite the methods of becoming...'

'...Netheril was the originator of the living phylactery...'

Biased. She slammed each book shut angrily, set them aside and began her odyssey in the stacks, looking for real answers. She wished, not for the first time, that Astarion was with her, or that she could meditate and some terrible protector would come to her aid. Even now, the devil seemed the lesser of two evils.

How could that be?

Doe ran her fingers over the spines in this quiet section of the library. It was unsurprising; these topics were ancient and dark, the books themselves a danger. Despite their age, the books looked brand new. She pulled down a likely looking text and returned to her carrel.

Defilement: The Lich's Evil by Bennevel Eresto.

'I pride myself on my diligence,' said Doe aloud, 'but this... I'd overlooked. I should have looked into it right away, but...' she shook her head, self loathing washing through her. I was such a coward.

'Dear reader: you hold my humble tome in your hands, presumably because you have become aware of one of the vilest creatures to infest Toril. For that, I can only express my purest sympathy and deepest sorrow. For once one becomes entangled with these undead creatures, they will not stop. They have an eternity. They possess horrific patience. I can only hope then that you are simply curious.'

Doe swallowed hard. Numbly, she turned to the chapter on the potion imbibed as part of the ritual.

He told me it was nothing. Just like any other. Gods. I'm such a fool. I wish I wasn't doing this alone. I don't want to know. I don't. I must. Hells. May all the gods forgive me.

She steeled herself with all her focus and began to read:

~ 2 drops distillate of arsenic. So far so normal.

~ 2 drops distillate of belladonna

~ 1 quart of infants' blood, killed by wyvern venom

Doe gasped, pushing back from the book and rising to her feet, pacing as bile rose in her throat. 'No no no... no, he- he can't have-' She sobbed, stuffing her fist in her mouth to stay quiet. The book remained passive, open and waiting, as though her world had not shattered into jagged shards.

She returned to the list.

~ 1 quart of blood from a humanoid killed by a phase spider

~ 1 quart of vampire's blood

~ 1 heart from a humanoid killed by arsenic and belladonna poisoning, simmered

~ giant moth reproductive glands, ground (must have been killed in the last tenday)

~ a pint of phase spider venom, fresh

~ a pint of fresh wyvern venom

Doe slammed the book shut, shaking violently. Her vision was fading out to black spots, the ringing in her ears sounded like screaming. Like a baby crying.

The humanoids, had they begged for mercy? Did they know they were going to die in service to his wretched ambition? Had he cried for them?

Doe curled into a ball on the floor and cried until she had no more tears left. She wanted more than anything to stay there, to never go out into the light again, to freeze time. His rotten soul was nestled around her heart, and even now she could feel its tendrils trying to soothe her. And her own soul... what of her own soul? Was it gone? Was it infected, dying, sick? Was it worth anything, to trade?

Rising to her feet, she tucked the book into her bag and left without a word, settling this time in the wilds. It was too dangerous for her to be around people, that he might show up. She settled in the ruins of something ornate, with its elegant arches and weathered, ancient stone. It had been picked clean; nobody would bother her here. She built a fire and unrolled her bed, realising too late that she had not brought provisions. She was starving. Perhaps it's what I deserve, she thought. The least of it.

She wanted the protection of something- someone- terrible to shield her from him. But she would not get it. Gale had no heart, that much was clear. Not anymore.

And it was her fault.

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[curried-mermaid]

A Review: Sugar Apple Fairy Tale Vol. 1

Author: Miri Mikawa Illustrator: Yozorano Udon, Aki Publishers: Yen Press Age Group: Teen Genre: Fantasy Type: Manga

Content Warnings:

Spoilers ahead

Plot

Anne Halford is a sweet, caring fifteen-year-old with one goal: To win the Royal Candy Fair so she can become a Silver Sugar Master. If she does that, her mom’s soul (who’s recently died) will surely move on peacefully. There’s just one problem, in order to make it to the Royal Candy Fair she’ll have to travel the bloody highway filled with bandits, murderous crows, and wolves. 

She decides to get a warrior fairy, only he’s too pretty and has a horrible haughty attitude with a trash mouth to boot. Can she keep him in line long enough to make it to the Royal Candy Fair? 

Character Development

Ann Halford is a very sweet protagonist. She’s nice and treats everyone equally because she believes fairies and humans can be friends. She’s got talent as a silver sugar confectionist. She’s not very good at being assertive. 

Challe Fenn Challe is the beautiful warrior fairy who’s haughty and likes to insult humans. He calls Anne scarecrow. He seems to also be a bit melancholy, reminiscing about a human he knew before as he interacts more with Anne on their journey. 

Mithril Lid Pod is a small water fairy Anne saves from being killed by his previous master. He sneaks onto Anne’s wagon to repay her for saving him. He’s kinda loud and obnoxious but willing to prove himself. 

Jonas is a silver sugar confectionist related to one of the big workshop owners. He’s cheerful and is always trying to convince Anne that she’d be better off just marrying him. 

World-building

The kingdom of Highland used to be the kingdom of the fairies until humans rose up against them. Humans now rule. Fairies are treated as slaves by taking one of their wings you can control a fairy. There’s even fairy marketplaces where they can be sold as warriors (rare typing), pets (also rare and beautiful) or laborers (most of them). Fairies were the first beings to create silver sugar and humans adopted it. It’s said if you make a silver sugar confection right it can bring good luck and fortune to those that eat it. 

We find out that fairies are born from magic essence being collected in a single spot. This happens when a living being stares at the spot. They can’t taste food and absorb it. The only thing they can taste is silver sugar. 

Themes

Follow your dreams. 

This is a pretty easy theme to spot in this manga. No matter what happens throughout it, Anne insists on going to the Royal Candy Fair and becoming a Silver Sugar Master. When Jonas proposes, she refuses. When her confection is said to not have any soul to it. She buckles down on her dream. She won’t let anything stop her. 

Observations & Predictions

I think Jonas will do anything to stop Anne from trying to fulfill her goal. If she doesn’t fulfill it she’ll probably give up. If she gives up then she’d choose him. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was the one that made her silver sugar disappear at the end of this volume.

Anne, if she continues to interact with Challe after the Royal Candy Fair, will become more assertive. With her determination, I’m sure she’ll create candy pieces that will awe others. Anne is still grieving her mother so I hope she can put soul into her creations rather than just copying her mother’s style. 

I can see Challe developing a relationship with Anne, though what kind remains to be seen. Right now he sees a lot of Liz (former human) in Anne. This makes connecting with her easier and I’m interested to see if this develops into something further. There are hints of this in the first volume when she thinks of Challe when Jonas, yet again, tells her to just marry him. 

This is a sweet coming-of-age type story. We root for Anne and hope her dream comes true. I would recommend this for anyone who wants a sweet tasting story. 

Recommendations

Sweet Stories:

The World is Still Beautiful By: Dai Shiina

Spice and Wolf By: Isuna Hasekura

Snow White with the Red Hair By: Sorata Akidzuki

Kamisama Kiss By: Julietta Suzuki

My Happy Marriage By: Akumi Agitogi

Ice Guy and His Cool Female Colleague By: Miyuki Tonogaya

Sweets Focused:

Yumeiro Patissiere By: Natsumi Matsumoto

Sweet Reincarnation By: Nozomu Koryu

[moonbeammuses]

Miriam - Mobile OC Bio

((Art by @theirvoices ♥ ))

NAME: Miriam (doesn't know her last name (aka i havent picked one)) UNIVERSE: X-Men (XMCU-adjacent) AGE: 23 FACE CLAIM - Dita Von Teese NICKNAME(S) - Miri OCCUPATION - Singer ORIENTATION - Bisexual panromantic

BASIC INFORMATION (under construction still): Child abuse tw, human experimentation tw, implied underage sex work tw

Miriam was created in a lab conducting experiments on mutants in the 1960s. For the first few years Miriam's life consisted of experiments and rest. There were fleeting moments of kindness from the staff, probably because she was so young they couldn't quite resist, but otherwise her life was a painful one. With one exception. Her aide, Claire. Always gentle and kind to Miriam, Claire promised her she wouldn't have to do tests forever. Claire tried to run away with Miriam when she was six.

Claire managed to get Miriam across state lines to Pennsylvania, halfway to Ohio before they were found. They were one of the early ones found, and Claire was killed in the ensuing struggle, ending with Miriam returned to the facility. Miriam spent three years longer than Marion in the facility. Three hellish years before someone made a mistake, was late on her power-dampening drug, and Miriam managed to escape. Unlike Marion, she never forgot. She also remembers seeing him once, and knowing that he was important.

Miriam was homeless for years, making things work however she had to and relying heavily on her voice, whether it was commanding a hot dog vendor to give her food, telling a rich person with a $600 purse to give her money, or, when she learned she could, using sex work to make ends meet. She does not use her voice to entice the unwilling or anything like that, it keeps her safe from creeps not the other way around ok thanks.

She started dancing when she was still underage because she lied to the venue. The money was good enough that she started putting together a life, moving from seedy bars with a clear mutant fetish to nicer and nicer ones, subtly shifting the narrative to make it seem her mutant features were a costume without explicitly lying about it.

Miriam worked a second job singing in the lounge of a smaller nightclub. Her shows were sultry without being lewd, and Miriam kept the two sides of her life very separate. The lounge didn't even know about her mutation, only the hypnotic quality of her voice.

Over time, she weeded sex work from her life more and more, no longer dancing for perverts for pennies. Only the richest clientele could turn her eye.

As mutants became more publicly known, so did the anti-mutant sentiment, and by the time she was 23, Miri had mastered hiding her mutation when she went out in public. Sex work was limited to richer Johns who would be too worried about their own public image to out her mutation. Until a John she'd refused to see anymore caused a scene in public, yanking her jacket and revealing her wings to the crowded street.

Photos were taken, she was recognized, and within days everything she'd built for herself was ripped away, her job on stage, her singing, even her apartment, with "mutants don't have rights" spat at her at every turn

It all came to a head soon after, with anti-mutant groups now targeting her directly, some paid by the same Johns whose embarrassment had once sworn them to secrecy. An incident with several members of the budding group Friends of Humanity left her shot in the shoulder, and two men dead by her hand before she was able to flee.

It would only get worse. She needed sanctuary.

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🩰 TINY TAN PRESENTS: Swan Lake

Venue: Seoul Arts Center — Grand Theater

Event: The first official ballet recital of the Tiny Tan Girls!

Performers (Ages 5–8):

• Areum (Yoongi’s daughter) – graceful, precise, born for center stage.

• Sarang (Jimin’s daughter) – expressive, full of heart, the emotional soul.

• Miri (Taehyung’s daughter) – dramatic flair, eyes that emote, queen of facial expressions.

• Ha-eun (Hoseok’s daughter) – technical genius, twirls like her father dances.

• Yuna (Jin’s daughter) – soft, dreamy, delicate movements, natural elegance.

• Nari (Jungkook’s daughter) – playful but focused, tiny ballerina with energy to spare.

• Haru (Namjoon’s daughter) – poised and poised, analytical in practice, poetic in motion.

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🎀 THE PREP

Behind-the-scenes footage shows:

• Moms doing hair buns with tiny rhinestone pins.

• Dads nervously pacing backstage with bouquets and camcorders.

• Sarang doing everyone’s lipstick with a “professional” touch.

• Haru reading the story of Swan Lake out loud to calm nerves.

• Nari: “Does a swan eat cookies or just water??”

• Areum: “We’re swans, not actual birds, Nari.”

• Tae filming Miri: “Can you say ‘prima ballerina’?”

• Jungkook crying and pretending he’s not.

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🎭 THE PERFORMANCE

Act I: The Lake Awakens

• Graceful group number, the girls glide on stage in delicate white tutus with silver embroidery.

• Haru and Ha-eun lead the formation, arms out like wings.

• Yuna’s jeté (leap) earns an audible “awww” from the audience.

Act II: The Swan Princess Appears

• Solo by Areum (Odette) – pure elegance. Her pirouette is flawless.

• Miri plays the villain (Odile) with fierce drama — winks at the audience.

• Sarang plays the heartbroken swan sister — dances with tears and emotion.

• Background swans flutter in synch, with Nari adding a bit of extra flair and sparkle (she may have snuck glitter into her costume).

Finale: All the girls unite for the final number.

• They form a perfect V and end in a graceful bow.

• Petals fall from the ceiling. Tiny Army Bombs light up.

• Audience: SOBBING. BTS: GONE.

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🎥 CUT TO THE DADS’ SECTION

• Yoongi: silent tear, whispering “That’s my daughter.”

• Jimin: crying-laughing-crying, clapping frantically.

• Taehyung: stands up mid-performance, nearly bows to the stage.

• Hoseok: filming with two phones, one in portrait and one in landscape.

• Jin: throws a heart-shaped lightstick onto the stage (security retrieves it).

• Namjoon: holding three bouquets and a book on ballet.

• Jungkook: has a face painted with glitter hearts courtesy of Nari before the show.

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🧁 AFTER THE SHOW

• Backstage chaos.

• Flower bouquets, hugs, squeals.

• BTS trying to get photos but all the girls want cupcakes first.

• Nari, Areum, and Sarang eat theirs with ballet gloves still on.

• Ha-eun tries teaching JJ a plié in the dressing room.

• Yuna is asleep with her tiara still on.

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📱 ARMY REACTION

• TikTok: “When your bias becomes a ballet dad and you’re suddenly crying in the club.”

• Twitter/X: “BTS daughters doing Swan Lake is the cutest cultural reset ever.”

• Weverse: Flooded with 💐💜 emojis, glitter fanart, and ballet fancams.

• Instagram: Official HYBE post: “Bangtan princesses take the stage. Our hearts are not okay.”

[punkscowardschampions]

Mali pt.1

Ali: I don’t know what you said to your brother but 

Ali: thanks a lot

Moses: Don’t you start your mouthing off at us as well

Moses: his little boy crush was years ago, he’s meant to be a man now

Ali: Exactly, years ago, you didn’t need to do that

Moses: It’s not my fault he didn’t take it like one

Ali: Why do you feel the need?

Moses: To talk of you? You know why

Ali: Mess with him, I don’t get what you’re trying to achieve with it

Moses: He’s my brother, that’s the fun of having ‘em

Ali: He didn’t find it funny, even a bit

Moses: He’ll calm down

Ali: What’s he saying to you then?

Moses: If you were to know he’d be saying it to you

Ali: Maybe he did, he said plenty

Moses: There you go, enough we’ve no need to go back over it ourselves, fun’s been had

Ali: I’m glad you had fun

Moses: I’m not sorry I told him, if that’s what you’re after hearing don’t wait up

Ali: That’s all I needed to hear, don’t worry

Moses: I’m not, you’re worrying yourself about my little brother’s crying when he never once did how you was

Ali: I can’t help it

Moses: Same as I can’t having no shame about liking you, I ain’t getting none for his sake, so

Moses: you do what you need to do, girl

Ali: There’s not much I can, he doesn’t want to be friends

Moses: I already told you, he wanted in your knickers not to be your friend, be why

Ali: Now he just thinks I like fucking up everyone’s lives

Moses: S’what they think of me too, don’t let it bother you, you know what the truth is

Ali: He thinks I’m going to get you killed

Moses: Ha, by who?

Ali: Who do you think

Moses: Let’s see him try

Moses: that useless cunt couldn’t kill himself never mind me

Ali: Like I said to Ronan, he’s not going to try

Moses: I’m ready for whatever he does, weren’t expecting a child of his to be named for me anyway

Ali: Dunno, it’s old school enough

Moses: Next 1’ll be named for my sister, by her, like that fixes fuck all

Ali: Hope it’s a girl then

Moses: A boy’d probably get my daddy’s name, as she loves him so much

Ali: Does she?

Moses: No, dope

Ali: How’d I know, I know neither of them

Moses: You know Miri, what he’s like, her age when she got hitched or thereabouts, you don’t have the need of loads of imagination

Ali: Miri said she thought they were a good match, she wanted to be married

Moses: There’s wanting a wedding day and there’s being wed

Ali: Ah

Ali: understood

Moses: She’s a girly girl, after the best of what our girls traditionally want

Ali: Makes sense why he picked her

Moses: His daddy picked her cos she was of age and Miri was gone

Ali: You reckon

Moses: And she said yeah for the big dress and nice ‘van to move into, best on their site, she reckons

Ali: That’s what life is all about, eh

Moses: Hers, but I’m the eejit living mine wrong

Ali: Wait, you didn’t tell her, did you

Moses: Ro did the honours, you don’t get to think even less of me, sorry, like

Ali: I didn’t say I think less of you, drama queen

Ali: but of course he did, hoping that she’ll tell him, rich when he was pretending to be concerned for your safety but there we go

Moses: You didn’t have to say so, woman

Moses: I’m not thick, even if the rest of my family don’t seem to have the sense they were born with

Ali: I told you, I don’t understand your reasoning, that’s all

Ali: he would’ve been hating me regardless, clearly

Moses: And I told you I wanna show you off to everyone, you don’t believe me, that’s more like it

Ali: I believe you, my cheeks are still red from when we came to see you at work

Moses: How am I to believe you about that unless you show me

Ali: [send him a picture of your lil face, and you probably are flustered because you’ve been mad and sad and all the emotions lol]

Moses: Cute

Moses: but how do I know that’s not for Ro and how angry he made you?

Ali: You don’t believe me back?

Moses: Not yet

Ali: How rude

Moses: How’s my hardworking little man today?

Ali: Pulling a sickie, bless him

Ali: he’s caught some bug so I’ve set him up with one of the old tellies and the videos, hopefully no one wants to buy [a retro one he’s loving] before he gets to watch it again

Moses: What bug?

Ali: A summer cold, the other kids got it at school, they’ve pretty much all had it now

Moses: Why didn’t you say?

Ali: He only started feeling rough this morning

Moses: And it’s now [whatever o clock, because he’s saying this morning was forever ago when it’s nothing of the sort and how dare they be talking about anything else instead of and before this baby Django news]

Ali: He’s gonna be fine, he is, like

Ali: you’re very cute though

Moses: He’s gonna be when I ask my [nan] what we’re to do

Moses: I’m driving straight there, time you’ve wasted

Ali: That’s really good of you but I swear you don’t need to

Ali: it’s only a cold, babies have to build up their immune systems

Moses: He might’ve caught it at work, that’s on me

Ali: He didn’t, the other kids here brought it home

Ali: you can go to your [nan] if you want but don’t feel like you have to

Moses: I’m on my way to her, she’ll have a remedy to help him

Ali: That’s so nice of you to do, thank you

Moses: He’s only a baby, he’s other chances enough to get sick

Moses: I don’t want him to feel bad when she’s the knowing to stop it

Ali: Tell her he’s had [whatever he has, giving Calpol usually, perhaps a coughsweet if he doesn’t find them disgusting, which you usually do as a child because they’re menthol] already, in case that matters

Moses: At what time, if she needs to be told?

Ali: [tell him]

Ali: okay, doctor

Moses: Tell him I said he’s a big and brave boy

Ali: I will

Moses: [a pause because he’s literally driving there as fast as he can as if this child is at death’s door, the drama, but he cares]

Moses: Right, listen, what you’re to do is [and tell her, it’s giving some kind of herbal remedy that Ali has to concoct exactly how he’s relaying with whatever ingredients and some kind of superstitious element also, just for fun, whatever that may be]

Ali: Ooh, that makes sense, [tell him why in a nerdy fashion like because that herb is good for that etc]

Ali: make sure you tell her thank you from us both

Moses: I brought her [something your nan likes as a sneaky bribe cos it’s giving something she isn’t meant to have maybe as a gypsy woman, that kinda vibe]

Ali: You’re such a charmer, aren’t you

Moses: What they say

Ali: They’d be right

Ali: 👼🏻

Moses: It’ll just make him sleepy but I’m still coming to keep an eye

Ali: You’re coming here? You don’t need to be working?

Moses: In [however long, giving he’s coming straight from his nan’s lowkey], he’s more important than [whatever you’re meant to be doing at work rn]

Ali: God, you’re so

Ali: I’m putting him in the office for a nap, you two can hang out there, hopefully he’ll wake up to see you and be feeling better

Moses: I’ll stay til you finish, so you can work

Ali: We can go get ice cream when I’m done

Moses: What’s his favourite?

Ali: [tell him]

Ali: with sprinkles, strawberry sauce and a flake, obviously

Moses: He’ll be getting an ice cream that massive he’ll be thinking it’s gonna touch the sky

Ali: What flavour are you gonna get?

Moses: [tell her]

Moses: and you?

Ali: Banana split, if they have it

Ali: I haven’t had one since I was close to his age, like

Moses: They’ll do it if I have to hand them a banana bought from [somewhere nearby], don’t worry

Moses: and last but not least, what does the baby want?

Ali: 😄 I’m not sick, you don’t have to spoil me

Ali: but the baby wants [tell him your weird craving like lol, because something he’d have to do even more to source than bananas obvs]

Moses: I’d be sick if I ate [the weird craving] but sure

Ali: I’ll not dare you

Moses: Well now you have

Ali: Ah, I bet you already know a remedy for that though

Moses: Yeah, not eating it, you messer

Ali: You’re to set a good example and be big and brave too

Moses: I’m a man of my word

Ali: It’s really good, you’re gonna be blown away by what my hormones have discovered there

Moses: Your hormones can thank me after they’ve tried [not you dropping pregnancy remedies you also asked your nan about]

Ali: You’ll have had her worried, boy

Moses: Ultimate good craic is winding up the elders and she’s the eldest

Ali: To think I was gonna call you dreamy when you’re such a nightmare

Moses: You weren’t gonna call me, except out for making Ro cry his eyes out

Ali: Is that what you reckon 

Moses: Reckoned, you’ve changed your mind since

Ali: You’re behaving again

Ali: it’s confusing

Moses: Nah, it’s simple, I wasn’t misbehaving by speaking to him

Moses: he took it badly, all of us know how hard you are to forget

Ali: Even you?

Moses: I didn’t, did I

Ali: No

Ali: but you know me better now

Moses: I wanted to know you better then, I’ve not changed my mind since

Ali: I wanna know you

Moses: Here’s your chance

Ali: Your bruises must look bad today, he brought them up

Moses: [send her some pics even though we all know you’re driving dangerously already from your nan’s]

Ali: I see what he means, Jesus

Moses: What did he say?

Ali: My jaw must be tired, something like that

Moses: Shows he’s who don’t know you very well

Ali: I showed him how much stamina I have as well

Ali: his loss

Moses: Had I better give him a bruise of his own?

Ali: Nah

Ali: even though he was horrible

Moses: How horrible

Ali: You’re not allowed to smack him

Moses: You’re not allowed to tell me what I can and can’t do

Moses: answer the question

Ali: I won’t tell you unless you promise

Moses: I promised to take care of you first

Moses: if he’s hurt you, he’ll get the same back

Ali: Only my feelings

Ali: and it’s only how I knew he felt, if I’m being honest

Moses: I still don’t like it

Ali: Aren’t you happy he’s standing up for himself?

Ali: Look at it that way

Moses: Look at you, trying to get round me

Ali: Let it work, shh

Moses: You’ve a point but 

Ali: It doesn’t matter what he thinks, he doesn’t want to be in my life or me in his

Moses: Say he doesn’t matter some more

Ali: 😏 it’s true

Ali: you’re the one that actually cares

Moses: I am the one, you’ve got that right

Ali: Another name you like being called that I can add to the list

Moses: Be a shame if you ran out, how much you love to talk til I guarantee you can’t

Ali: A shame for you, because you love to hear it

Ali: and I know exactly what to do now if I get a sore throat so there’s no stopping me

Moses: When you take a break and visit me in the office, I know exactly how I’ll give you a sore throat

Ali: When can I take one?

Moses: [his ETA because the second he gets there, obvs]

Ali: I’ve missed you

Moses: You’re gonna show me

Ali: then you’ll believe me

Moses: If you’re convincing enough, I’ll have to, won’t I

Ali: I am

Ali: and you have to see how quiet you can be

Moses: I can’t be quiet

Moses: What will you do about it?

Ali: I’ll have to get creative 

Ali: can’t kiss you like I usually do

Moses: I could, somewhere I can reach without it distracting you

Ali: Distract me

Moses: I’ll be in there hours, just me and my phone so’s I don’t wake the boy

Ali: Are you telling me to wait my turn?

Moses: You do need telling

Moses: but you reckon I’m cruel and that means you’ve the need of showing I can be nice

Ali: I know you’re nice

Ali: you’re nice to me, your sister,the boys

Moses: To the ones who matter most

Ali: [send him pictures to look at when he’s all alone with his phone because you’re too !!]

Moses: Worth crashing this car for

Ali: As long as it’s not into the shop

Ali: and that’s why you have to be quiet and behave too, I need to keep my job and [boss] liking me, as we’re going to be living here 

Moses: I’ll give you what you need

Ali: That’s what you do

Moses: That what you’ve been doing all day, convincing an old man to let yous live above his livelihood? 

Ali: Not convince him like that

Ali: but yes, as Miri was in 

Moses: When the boy is feeling better he can help me clear it out up there, proved himself a grafter

Ali: Jas can help yous

Moses: Miri never said he caught no bug, but like you she don’t tell me anything

Ali: Unlike me, she knows not to worry you

Moses: Is he sick too or not?

Ali: No, he’s over it now

Moses: Alright, he can join in

Ali: He didn’t have it to bother about much, just really snotty so she’s been chasing him around with tissues

Moses: [tell her a lil story of Miri doing a similar thing with one of y’all’s younger sibs at the time before everything went tits, thanks Caleb, it’s meant to be like yep she’s always been like that, oh her lol vibes but is actually just a sweet story of her nursing one of your other brothers or sisters back to health, because your other sister being so shady about her and her life upset this boy and got him thinking about that and how much the younger ones since are missing out because his mum is lowkey a flop and ST should’ve been in that role but she’s also a flop and instead she married Jonathan so]

Ali: She’s always been a mammy then

Moses: I wasn’t worried for my nephew, even in that place or who his daddy was

Ali: And you’ve no call to be, she’s amazing

Ali: I’m no natural at it

Moses: You’re not bad, I’ve seen women who are

Ali: I want to be good

Ali: I’ve met enough who seem to have no interest

Moses: His face lights up at the sight of you

Ali: We’re best mates

Moses: I don’t know that anybody would ever look at me like that

Ali: Maybe that’s a big why of having kids

Ali: one of those ones you aren’t meant to admit to but everyone knows it

Moses: Maybe I’ll have to

Ali: There’s pros and cons

Ali: and you’ve all the time to work it out, as you aren’t going to get accidentally knocked up 

Moses: You either, for [however long she has left of this pregnancy because she told him]

Ali: Right, you’re welcome

Moses: Why I like you, we get to enjoy the now

Ali: All there is

Moses: See, we are the same

Ali: Compatible works better

Moses: I’m not paranoid about whatever words you wanna use

Ali: It’s nice, not having to watch what I say

Moses: You’ve got [another updated ETA] til you do

Ali: You’re gonna watch it for me

Moses: It’ll still be your fault if we get caught

Ali: No, yours!

Moses: Your mouth

Ali: It won’t be my fault when you make me choke

Moses: Do you want to get me in trouble?

Ali: Just a little

Moses: I’ll be banned from the shop and only have seen inside his office

Ali: Maybe I should give you a tour first

Moses: Can you leave us alone long enough to walk ‘round it all?

Ali: You poor thing, so harassed, like

Ali: I’ll try my hardest

Moses: I’ll hold your hand, there’s at least one you’ll be keeping to yourself

Ali: Mine

Moses: [gypsy lingo it, like a correction, just for fun]

Ali: [say it in a voice note]

Ali: Do you think I should teach Djang? I’ve taught him some words but not fully

Moses: It’s part of him, his culture

Moses: when I was his age that’s all we spoke

Moses: but loads of the rest I don’t hold myself to, you know, I reckon s’fair if you don’t

Ali: I was all for it but Miri made a good point about not being wanted that’s made me reconsider

Ali: is it for me to say that’s his culture if he’s not going to be accepted by it

Moses: He’s accepted by me, I follow no rules but my own, he’ll be able to do the same as he grows

Ali: You know that means a lot

Ali: I want him to know where he’s from, even if it’s gone and we’re to keep moving on

Moses: He’s from me and I’m not going anywhere

Ali: Promise

Moses: I don’t turn my back on family, any of them

Moses: lucky for Ro and Clem who’ve both pissed me off

Ali: I didn’t need the sight to know they’d not be pleased

Ali: I’m sure they’ll get over it, given time

Moses: They’ll have to, they’ve no more say what I do than I’ve got over the state of them

Ali: If only, love to tell my siblings what to do, sort them all out

Moses: Me too, example I’m setting here should be the blueprint

Ali: I can’t quite go that far, not without being laughed out the room but

Ali: if they could all just be happy, I’d take it

Moses: To hear my sister, she’s the happiest girl who's ever lived

Ali: You think she deserves better though

Moses: If she stands by half of what was said earlier, I reckon she’s as much a stranger to me as she is Miri and her boy

Ali: She’s not going to tell you otherwise; she’ll want to save face

Moses: And I offered to save her from it all just for her to keep throwing that back in mine

Ali: She wants to make it work, not be wrong or wronged 

Moses: Why are we talking about this??

Moses: I’ll be parked up in a minute

Ali: We can talk about what you want

Moses: Or you can be quiet til I have 

Ali: Get a move on then and I wouldn’t need to be filling time 

Moses: [do get a move on because 1. You don’t wanna be thinking about your sister when you’re trying to be horny on main but more importantly 2. What she’s been saying has touched a nerve about jali and you don’t like it 3. You also don’t like that nobody is listening to and agreeing with you on this day, so show up and head right to where you assume the office is to see this sleeping child because that’s your priority atm even more than ever, making it clear he expects her to follow him with his entire being but not engaging with her, and tbf she does need to come with so she can see how adorable he about to be with this child from a jemily plot standpoint if nothing else lol]

Ali: [you just know he’s in a mood you cannot necessarily fix because of all this sibling drama and you would be tempted to not follow him for that alone but you’ve ultimately warned your boss that he’s coming to check on Django (and who the hell he is to just suddenly appear like this) so you have to follow to at least give the illusion of giving him updates and telling him what’s what with this sickly child, standing in the doorway of this office/staff room space where y’all can hide from customers when necessary and it’s clearly set up quite well for this bub and old man to hang out, it’s giving comfy chairs and a TV, radio and mini kitchen setup]

Moses: [go over to this sickly child and stroke his hair with no hesitation at all this time unlike the first time, smiling at him even though he’s asleep and will neither know nor care, putting his hand on his forehead to check he isn’t burning up and when he’s satisfied this bub isn’t running a scary high fever, nodding happily and talking about what a fighter he is and how well he’s fighting off said illness etc like he’s his proud father, all that’s in english but adding the word for bastard in gypsy lingo as if it’s an affectionate nickname because ST called this kid one and he’s reclaiming it because he’s livid, calling him a little bastard or something with such LOVE, it’s FINE, adjusting his pillows and/or blankets as necessary and tucking whatever toy he was hugging back under his arm, telling him, also in gypsy lingo, a family specific version of don’t let the bed bugs bite that Miri (not your flop mum) used to say every night to the sibs and probably still says to Jasper sometimes even to this day (she defs did when he was a baby before she stopped using gypsy lingo) if she’s sure he’s asleep and can’t hear it]

Ali: [catching your breath and holding it, not dramatically so that he’s going to notice only in a way that feels suitably !! to you as you watch this scene unfold, smiling at Django when Moses does, nodding along like this bub is awake and will know that you’re agreeing with how tough he is, doing a BIG swallow because this tiny child has never truly had anyone but you caring for him in this way so it’s such a bizarre yet beautiful thing to see here and now (with the added pain of it should be Johnathan but it’s never going to be), turning away momentarily, blink and you miss it, just to take a moment to try and collect yourself, thinking about what Moses said about no one looking at him the way Django looks at her, closing the office door gently behind you before turning back and smiling at this man, good thing you probably don’t know the word for bastard because you’d be like umm, lmao, you can only hear the emotion in the words and it’s NOT FINE]

Moses: [you’re welcome girl that he’s far too preoccupied with this boy and in his own emotions and thoughts to catch yours and then he’s getting himself comfy in whatever chair is the best and lowkey giving the boss’ because ofc that’s the one he’d pick because he’s the main character and he’s gonna be watching over this child for however long it takes, speaking of being lost in thoughts, here and now he’s decided that after mali and baby Django part ways, whether that’s post ice cream date or whenever he’s gonna let the tattoos commence and get one for Django, we all know he wanted to get one for Ali first but she didn’t give him the reaction he was hoping for so this boy is gonna be first because she can’t stop him and lbr he isn’t gonna tell her he’s just gonna show up when he next sees them and show it off to Django and tell him its for him and then start teaching him gypsy stuff cos it’s gonna be gypsy coded because he’s decided this boy is and he loves him so stfu ST and fuck you Jonathan, in my head it’s giving wild horses themed because of the cute cowboy theme of his sims playroom and they couldn’t keep him away haha, so yeah, that’s FINE too, only looking at her finally (when he’s comfortable and had this idea to cheer him up) to be like are you gonna stand in the doorway forever then or what]

Ali: [coming into the room on tiptoes as if you need to be that quiet when we already know you don’t, just that tentative as you climb up into his lap on this chair, laying your head on his chest and letting out a sigh, because it sucks when your child is ill (even when you are fully aware it’s just a cold you still hate to see it) and you’re glad that he’s here, looking up at him like are you okay? Without saying the words because you wouldn’t expect him to answer truthfully put that plainly, stroking his hair in the same way he just did Django’s like you’re saying it’ll be alright and comforting him that he’s doing a good job]

Moses: [hugging her for the first time ever because you can tell she needs to be held and you said you’d give her what she needs so you intend to, stroking her hair BIG how these boys do when you hear that sigh because it’s not the same but you were genuinely worried to death for this child too so you think you get it and felt like you simply had to be here to the point you sacked work off and are gonna be in trouble but in this moment you don’t care and you’ve decided to stop caring about your flop siblings or Jonathan as well (as much as either of you ever can when it’s that man lol), smiling at her when she looks up at you, holding her again tighter] 

Ali: [hugging him back as tight as you can, really getting in there and making him feel it too because you know he needs one too even if the reasons why are messy if you’re the one trying to talk about them with him, saying as much as you can without actually using words here, nuzzling into his neck and letting him stroke your hair ‘I’m not sick’ as a don’t worry because you’re up in his grill, smiling again like lol, running your hands over his top because he’s obviously in his work clothes, asking are you sure it’s alright you’re here by tilting your eyes up to meet his again, how you’re stroking his body so lovingly though is making it clear you’re grateful regardless]

Moses: [excuse me about to be EVIL because he’s been to see his nan and he’s asked her about pregnancy related stuff so it therefore stands to reason that he’s then reaching into his pocket to give her something like you won’t be, as if she means morning sickness or anything baby related, because whatever this is will protect her and baby Rio and he thinks he’s just doing a nice thing (and he is) but he doesn’t know that Jali have lost babies and therefore Jonathan has deffo given her this very thing before and she’s about to be triggered to within an inch of her life, in my head it’s giving a necklace/locket/amulet with some kind of lucky/protective thing therein/on idk which he’s literally putting on her (and therefore she can’t easily or subtly take off without him knowing) because that’s so intimate and also exactly what Jonathan would’ve done and was gonna do when we started the holiday miscarriage convo we didn’t write (even though he’d have 1000% gone more catholic with it and there’d be an appropriate saint involved too which Moses has not, he’s just going full healer nan coded) therefore I MUST, thanks brain, this man just there happily telling her what it’s for as he fastens this clasp with no idea she knows FULL WELL]

Ali: [my boo said let me just traumatise you real quick and make you fight for your life on this day trying to keep all this inside, there’s simply no way though, it’s going to be even stranger vibes if you are there in mute shock, rubbing at your eyes as if you can stop the tears coming by doing it so fiercely but you can’t, apologising and gesturing with your hands that you’re gonna explain but not right this second because you’re trying not to sob]

Moses: [very unnecessarily cruel of me but if I had to think it I had to share it and make us all suffer clearly, this boy just thinking that she must be trying not to sob because she’s touched by his kind gesture because in no world is he jumping to the dead baby conclusion rn even though Jonathan has form for getting people pregnant, boys are oblivious and he thinks he ate for doing something nice for an unborn baby that isn’t even his, especially when he hates Caleb, so, just holding her and trying to comfort her even if he’s once again a bit like a feral boy about it not really knowing how]

Ali: [my boo said I will be dragging y’all down with me, it’s FINE, and it is a nice gesture that she appreciates from him on it’s own, you couldn’t possibly know the deep pain behind it lol, and it isn’t fair to throw that in your face so we aren’t, even if we would quite like to not be wearing this necklace and being sent back to when we last were and the time before that, reaching to hold his hand, shutting your eyes, squeezing them as you SQUEEZE his hand ‘I’ve worn it before’ because no way you can say it but plainly, the gravity behind the words speak for themselves]

Moses: [say goodbye to the feral antics of the first mali blowjob you thought you were getting in this office and hello to jali trauma sir, am I sorry, no, not to you, only to poor Alison who we’ve truly put through so much at her still ridiculously young age, he do be holding her hand and squeezing back but when she speaks and those words hit, his other hand reaching up like he’s gonna immediately rip that necklace from her neck because it’s cursed, not actually doing it but the way he’s holding it makes it obvious the impulse was there and he nearly acted on it, looking from her to this sleeping child and back again because it doesn’t take a genius to work out what she means, she can only mean one thing, calling Jonathan the worst gypsy lingo swear word there is, whatever that might be, because he genuinely can’t believe he would abandon her to marry his sister after something like that has occurred, neither can I babe, hard same]

Ali: [the vibe shifted dramatically haha, y’all both thought this was gonna go differently but you’re both in here now having big emotions, holding your breath when he seems like he’s gonna yank that necklace off, opening your eyes to look at him because you really couldn’t predict how he was going to react to that information that you just dropped on him, with the hand he’s not holding holding up two fingers to be like twice, doing a laugh like what a joke because yeah we really did that to you and in turn so did Johnathan, crying harder because truly]

Moses: [can never predict y’all in this era especially and that’s the fun of it, literally involuntarily gripping this necklace again like he’s gonna rip it off again like he didn’t just stop himself from doing so once already because he’s so mad he wants to go and rip Jonathan’s head off and he doesn’t know what to do with the anger, doing a headshake + face of absolute disgust because the once you thought it was is bad enough never mind twice, looking at the bump that is baby Rio with a noise that echoes the what a joke sentiment because she couldn’t love Caleb less whereas you know she couldn’t love Jonathan more and that’s why mali is what it is, taking his hand off the necklace finally and using it to try and wipe away some of her tears before giving up that idea because there are too many and just pushing her head into his chest to let his work clothes soak them up instead (and muffle the sound if any happens so that this sleeping child doesn’t wake up and hear it and neither does her boss or any customers who may be going past the office rn), BIG stroking her hair again while she cries it out]

Ali: [the hurried and hushed way you’re trying to explain that it was really nice of him and you aren’t mad at him and you like that he’s trying to look after you, words jumbling up and being somewhere between overexplaining and not getting your point across because you’re just a mess, happily allowing him to push your head into him and giving in to having a proper cry instead]

Moses: [shhing her explanations in what you hope is a comforting way and not stfu but you’re so mad (at Jonathan) you don’t even know, like yeah now it’s clicking why he wouldn’t step up for Carly’s kid if that’s how he treated Alison but you’re not taking any comfort in him being a flop rn when she’s so upset, letting her cry for however long she needs to, not a single thought for the work she needs to go back to or anything except letting her do what she needs to do even if he’s too angry and tense to give her as much comfort as he ideally wishes he could, he’s trying]

Ali: [you can feel his tension and you know how hard it is to just sit with this for him, rubbing circles over his arms, working from the tops of his shoulders all the way down to above his elbows ‘I didn’t intend to just blurt that out’ because you did not but the situation called for it ‘Carly knew but-’ registering how you barely got to speak about (and still have not) this massive trauma, shaking your head and doing another (much sadder but getting your tears under control again) sigh, kissing his cheek]

Moses: [trying to shrug away her touch at first because you don’t wanna be calmed down you wanna sit with this, it feels right to you that you feel this angry and disgusted because it was fucked up and for once you actually feel justified in hating Jonathan and how you’ve said all along that he’s a prick and he had no right treating you like he did only to act worse, but ultimately you can’t force yourself to reject her touch because you want it ‘do they have graves?’ as a question you end up blurting out yourself because you don’t know and you want them to have, because you’re catholic enough that they’re babies to you, and gypsies love a funeral]

Ali: [making the sort of comforting noises you do because you know he wants to be angry but he also can’t go right now and murder Johnathan so he has to calm down his body even if that anger stays in his head, shaking your head sadly ‘not exactly, not proper ones, but I buried them [and say where, it’s giving somewhere near the site if not literally on undoubtedly because that’s where jali happened]’]

Moses: [doing his best to really try and calm down slightly for her, impossible as it feels because she isn’t the target of his rage and she shouldn’t have to be comforting him rn it should be the other way around, nodding back at her sadly because that makes total sense, she’d be able to see the cogs in his head turning as he’s trying to think of a way he can honour these babies without putting up full headstones that announce they’re there to the world]

Ali: [just unloading here in the way you do when the dam has broken and you can finally talk about this shit, telling him that you had to bring the first one home from that holiday you were on and how crazy you felt but no way were you just going to flush it all away and then telling him how soon after the second one he impregnated Carly and what he said about God punishing them]

Moses: [trying his hardest to just let her speak without interrupting because she clearly hasn’t ever been allowed to talk about this the way she should’ve but we all know he can’t resist cussing Jonathan out at every opportunity, however under his breath, because this boy doesn’t even believe in doing what his flesh and blood father says never mind a god he doesn’t think exists, and it’s just so stupid and wrong to him, having to GRIP the arms of the chair he’s sat in with both of his hands so he doesn’t fully get up and storm out to murder Jonathan when she gets to the bit about him impregnating Carly in the aftermath, doing a choked out sound of pure wtf vibes like okay wow]

Ali: [shaking your head as if you’re underwater, because can’t quite believe all this happened to us, it feels so distant and far removed because everything just went away and changed so fast, here realising how awful it all sounds like it’s the first time you’ve heard it ‘have to remember he was hurting too’ with the lol sure bitterness to it because you didn’t go out and get pregnant by someone else to deal with your pain but you also know that that’s why he did all that, deep down]

Moses: [oh Johnny you problematic fave, you’re making it really hard to root for you rn sir, holding her head as if by keeping it still and basically cradling it in both his hands the way he is he can stop all her pain and thoughts and everything in its tracks, LOOKING at her really intensely for the first time, eye contact which is !! because of both of their sadness and anger and disbelief being shared via it ‘he’ll hurt, I promise’ because you intend to kill him the next time you cross paths and in this moment you sincerely mean to with your whole heart] 

Ali: [maintaining this eye contact because it is so validating to have someone else feeling some of this pain with you instead of shouldering it all alone, and you know he can understand at least some of it because Johnny is his family, there’s betrayal there even if it is not as personal as your own, shaking your head slowly like don’t say that because you don’t want him to do that for so many complicated reasons, most simply you don’t want him to be a murderer]

Moses: [y’all out here falling in love thanks to all this lovebombing and mutual validation, we see you, nodding his own head back at her as slowly like but have you considered the answer is in fact and should be and will be a yes, KISSING her so DRAMATICALLY like that added incentive will fully convince her but really he just needs to because there’s so much he can’t even begin to verbalise that he’s gotta put into it]

Ali: [exactly dr phil, we can all see why it happens and how, going to say his name like no, naughty boy but you get caught by the kiss before you can so you are instead GASPING his name into his mouth, putting all the emotion there still is to get out (because that well never runs dry) into this KISS, wrapping your arms around his waist and letting yourself fold into him]

Moses: [we’re not saying it’s right but everybody is fucking up in this situation and we understand it, jali’s dynamics are complicated and so are Moses and Johnny’s, there’s years of unexpressed different emotions going on, MOANING her name into her mouth as if he’s gotta one up her but there is just that much !! here and now that he can’t help but do it, no thought for their surroundings or being quiet or anything except making out with her like his life depends on it and trying to let her know even a fraction of what he’s feeling inside]

Ali: [mhmm, it’s a lot and lord knows there aren’t enough adequate words to even attempt to put to this so I don’t blame y’all for ending up here remotely, you’ve both got your reasons, aside from the fact you’re both attracted enough to each other to happily be hooking up, PULLING him to you via his waistband when he moans, as if you two could be any closer, sudden frantic need to be all over him]

Moses: [my boo says it also helps that neither of you are ugly and she’s so correct lol, it also doesn’t hurt that he couldn’t be matching her energy any harder if he tried, filled with the same frantic need to be as close to her as physically possible, PULLING her to him via whatever top she is wearing, feeling the bump as he does so, accidentally but then deliberately touching it, like you can also pull this unborn child to you and prevent anything bad from ever happening to it, which is rich considering what happens later but here and now the intention is pure]

Ali: [not saying you couldn’t get here but the attraction is sure gonna help lmao, shamelessly so into him acknowledging your bump and unborn child in this moment because it is so meaningful in that unspoken way with everything that was just said, LOOKING at him, specifically taking a pause in your makeout to do so ‘you want to take care of me’ saying it almost like an accusation but you’re just reminding yourself that he said that and letting him know that you believe him now]

Moses: [using the same pause in the makeout to actually properly undo her necklace calmly and let it fall off between their bodies because the unspoken, I want to and I will, not this now cursed piece of jewellery that’s supposed to but didn’t, as he LOOKS back at her knowing she’ll understand the meaning without him needing to say it, doing the same slow nod as started the makeout sesh ‘but not just you’ as he looks at this bump and sleeping boy ‘them’ because again, couldn’t mean this more in this moment and we need her to know]

Ali: [shivering like he just stripped you fully naked in that moment, because it is even more intimate than that and you are DYING ‘protect us’ as if that’s a command, before telling him ‘I feel safe with you’ and kissing him again so you can’t say any more than that]

Moses: [without breaking the kiss for a single second, because he wouldn’t dare, getting off this chair and to his feet, pulling her with him so that not only does this necklace fall to the floor where it’s truly even more forgotten and unimportant and probably even gets stood on by him, but also so that he can demonstrate the way he’d fully use his entire body as a human shield to protect hers, doing the absolute most, and all of it so indecently because he is so !! about what she said cos that’s his entire vibe, paying such deliberate attention to carefully protecting this bump once again as he pushes her back down into the chair with his and then gets his whole body on top of and wrapped around her as completely as possible]

Ali: [making a little scared noise into your kiss as you CLUTCH onto him, genuinely concerned you would fall to the floor else, such is how drained and weak that emotional outpouring has made you feel, your eyes stuck on a loop of darting down to witness the complete lack of space between your body and his to LOOKING into his eyes with all the !! as you struggle to breathe about it, doing your own MOAN as you are pushed down and then surrounded by him so entirely, holding his chin tight with both your hands, your eyes on his as if you’re still communicating all those deepest, darkest secrets you haven’t told anyone else alive, just through SEEING each other, your laboured breathing and !! sounds ‘let me be yours?’ as a plea here]

Moses: [it goes without saying that her scared little noise and the way she’s gotta cling onto him for dear life will shamelessly turn him on in a way that she’ll be able to feel with them in each other’s grill that much because he is that bitch, maintaining the EYE CONTACT the entire time and refusing to break it like he wouldn’t the kiss before but nevertheless either pushing their chair closer to where the sleeping child is or pulling him closer to them, whichever is more logistically feasible, in a hot move, because ideally he’d have Django as close to him as Alison and baby Rio are rn but that’s a good compromise, continuing to get ridiculously turned on by the levels of both this physical and emotional intimacy because this is the most she’s ever given him and it’s exactly what he wants, her plea especially hitting him the hardest because it feels like she really and truly means it for the first time in more than just a suggestive manner ‘yous are all mine’ because he’s claiming not just her but these children who are both unwanted by their fathers, which is what makes me feel bad for you sir because you really did do that, even if it’s as fuck you]

Ali: [as shamelessly moving to feel how turned on he is, no hesitation like you gotta know right now and be SO sure about it, making the biggest eyes at him the entire time, only to somehow be able to widen them further when he pulls off that hot move, covering your mouth DRAMATICALLY, would look like you’re shocked and appalled but you both know it’s actually so you don’t scream about it in another way entirely, biting up your palm and scowling at him like how could you do this to me lol, and same, and Ali will always feel guilty about that too because you really did want to step up and do this and for a time y’all do but we can’t fight the truth that she will never love you as much as she does Johnathan and that’s gonna eat away at y’all clearly]

Moses: [the big eyes get to everybody she aims them at and he is not immune, loving her reaction to his hot move because they both know the real reason her mouth is being covered, no hesitation in pulling her hand away though and pushing whatever part of his body is within reach at her for her to bite instead because fuck you Ronan he’ll be a walking bruise and there’s nothing you can do about it hun, meanwhile also PUSHING the most obvious part of his body into hers, so that he’d be so deep inside her if there weren’t clothes in their way because he wants every part of hers to be full of him like he’s a human cork, oh girl, that’s what will always be the death of them and mean they can’t last, every argument they ever have will always be because she still loves Johnny and he can’t undo that however hard he tries and he can’t make her love him more which is what he wants, can’t fight the moonlight baby and the heart wants what it wants]

Ali: [it is a total fuck you to Ronan the way we’re biting this boy everywhere we can get our teeth into him now, not soz, also simply have to because our feelings both emotional and physical are too much and we need to do everything and anything to try and deal with it, hence attempting to get both of y’all undressed enough that he can be that deep inside you immediately but you can’t stop anything you are doing to get the job done with ease, but again, the kerfuffle of it all is turning you on more and you get to touch him and yourself in your messy attempt here ‘I’m so glad you’re here’ as something you’re blurting out in the heat of this, unclear if you mean here with her in this exact moment, on this day in this shop or back in her life after the fallout but the answer is all of the above]

Moses: [mhmm I like to think he’s meant to be on a job with him as we speak as well but because he ditched Ronan will actually have to do some work because if he has no haters I’m dead haha, Moses was originally planning to go after hours and do a bit of catching up when this kid is in bed but given Alison’s emotional outburst all bets are off if he will ever leave her side again tbh, literally letting her bite his face where it couldn’t be more visible, no fucks given, in this moment he’d let her do anything, likewise enjoying the kerfuffle so he’s hindering more than helping her to achieve the end goal and his ‘frustrated’ sounding noises are just !! and to spur her on and not because he actually is anything but the opposite of annoyed at how long this is taking, doing a hot lol as if her here means I’m so glad you’re finally inside of me because both of their bodies are shamelessly acting overjoyed about it]

Ali: [only making him more enraged because he knows full well where Moses is lmao, be worth showing up late just to rub it in but y’all are in a glued at the hip kinda mood rn so priorities, laughing with him like you’ve got no reason to try and be quiet here because verging on hysteria with how good it feels is real, GASPING ‘oh no, your tour’ like you just remembered that you said you’d do that first and he’s obviously far more desperate for that than this]

Moses: [mhmm, he’s gonna be fuming (so it’ll be worth you going to work tomorrow so he can see, at least, however much you don’t wanna leave her) and me and Moses are living for that, it’s worth making his dad or whoever else annoyed he’s not there too, thank god Ronan doesn’t know where Alison works (flop stalker as we’ve said before) or he’d be turning up his hippo self, and if that’s ever gonna occur then I do want you to be witnessing a loved up tour or some other domestic bliss tbh sir because you think this is just sexual (which is a fair assumption knowing your brother) but it’s not, not soz, but anyway, her suggestion that the tour is more important making him legit BURST OUT LAUGHING, such genuine lols because what is she like and the hysteria is real for him too, he’d love to tell her that she makes him feel drunk or high but doesn’t know how to without it feeling like a cheesy fake line, trying to let her know with his eyes so they’re blatant heart eyes, pulling out while still laughing like oh okay hold on we’ll go and do that rn shall we]

Ali: [when they live here you can live your best stalker life under the guise of suddenly caring about your sister loads but that’s not quite yet so hold on mr grumpy, in the here and now putting your fingers over his lips like shh, you because he’s meant to be caring for a sickly child and she should be coming out now to work, but of course she wants to hear him laugh too much to properly stop him so she’s just tickling his mouth lowkey, until she’s aggressively snapping his head via a jaw hold to look at sleeping Django when he pulls out of her ‘have you forgotten why you’re here?’ moving one hand from his jaw to touch him ‘this is where you’re needed’]

Moses: [he so will and Ronan don’t piss me off because it’s actually so cruel to get Miri’s hopes up that you give a shit and she’s gonna have some other family around besides Moses when you’re only doing it because of Ali, never mind interacting with Jasper as well, I hate you, bye, in the here and now I’m gonna have to say that the fingers she put over his mouth are on the same hand that she bit her palm of so he can snatch some quick kisses better on that before it moves, LOOKING at this boy like he made her do when they had their floor hookup, his gaze FIXED, his chest heaving a little bit at the overwhelming emotions he feels for him that he never expected to, so that his spoken ‘no’ is hoarse and difficult to get out, moving closer again so that he’s perfectly lined up but isn’t inside her yet because he’s gonna make her do it with that hand she has on him, just gotta show her that he knows exactly where he’s needed and there’s no doubt]

Ali: [like I’m sure you will grow to care but still, you’ve not got pure intentions right now and she knows it, this gal here doesn’t have pure intentions either, WATCHING him and his reactions so intensely you’ve stopped breathing casually, cannot miss a single moment of this, moving your hand slightly faster than his heaving chest, trying to make him even more !! with every stroke, nodding like your head might fall off because correct, has never needed you more but we’re trying to have you so close to the edge before actually letting you fuck us again because that is how we feel ‘my boys’ whispered, not to be quiet, but like you can’t quite believe it, resting your head on his shoulder to LOOK too, taking time to suck and lick and nibble on his pulse point in his neck]

Moses: [we love that she’s stopped breathing and his therefore seems so loud as the only sounds in this room besides those sleeping Django are making, trying his hardest to try and sync his breathing to this sleeping child’s but he simply can’t because he’s too !! about everything she’s doing that he can only pant basically when he does breathe, only managing to accidentally echo Django even slightly when he has to close his eyes momentarily when she says that because of the effect hearing it has, his MOAN being more like a GASP because he can’t believe it either]

Ali: [saying his name like you’re furious with him almost because you are so outrageously turned on you are on that fine line of obsession, biting the back of his neck like he did to you, not caring to be a little bit careful at all, which goes with the frantic way you’re making him fuck your hand ‘doesn’t this feel so right, us all together?’ asking with the same disbelieving tone because the answer is yes and you’re in awe of that]

Moses: [his eyes OPENING so dramatically when she says his name like that as if he was asleep and she’s waking him up, so big and blue rn and still staring at this actually sleeping child practically without blinking because he wanted to LOOK at her instinctively but didn’t let himself, the muscles of his neck and jaw clenching at forcing himself to keep his head still instead of moving it, when she bites the back of his neck, SQUEEZING hers in another hot move, as if she’s a little animal and he’s gonna pick her up by it because we’re all feeling that frantic and the urge to just lift her and position her in his lap is too real, doing a noise that means YES but is so much more indecent and !! than the word could ever be, resting his head on her bump for the first time ever and he’s really starting something with that because what he told Rio in roses about always sleeping like that is blatantly very accurate]

Ali: [not fighting the feral urge to poke his eye, thankfully not to the point of blinding him here but like a curious george, like you need to know RIGHT NOW if it’s possible for another human to have such blue eyes and not be related to you, using the same finger to push against his clenched muscles, testing how strong he is and how capable of holding on here too, shuddering and letting go all control when he SQUEEZES your neck, so ready and willing to let him pick you up and do whatever he wants, calling him the gypsy lingo word for daddy in an URGENT manner when he’s resting his head on your bump because you don’t know how much longer you can hold on]

Moses: [making an unhinged sound (soz boss or customers if you heard that but he’s not) at the eye poke because he may not have been expecting it but that doesn’t mean he’s surprised, he’s learning her feral ways and he’s into them all, trying to be quiet with it but only for the sake of these children both sleeping and unborn cos he’s such a good and caring father not for the sake of their surroundings or anyone else, no fucks given about them, he’s very strong and he’s proving it by how easily he actually can lift her up by this neck grab as if she’s a little kitten, we all know he was waiting for the d word before he did and she’s said it so she gets rewarded by having him inside of her again, there’s the sound of exertion he didn’t make at picking her up happening then because of how good it feels to be and needing to hold back from cumming the second he is] 

Ali: [me like I surely hope you’re a little hard of hearing sir because not trying to upset you ever but we’ve got to do this, I’m afraid, and we are not holding back, knowing neither of you is gonna last long here we are letting ourselves be as loud as we wanna be about how good this feels, KISSING him out of necessity and only being quieted as an accidental byproduct, panting into his mouth in a pained way that’s far less about the tight hold he has on her neck and far more about how insanely close she is ‘so, are you my boyfriend now?’ a hot lol that judders out of her body, making her vibrate against him which only makes it all so much worse, cursing him like he did that, biting his bottom lip HARD like making it bleed is making him yours, nodding your head to pull it severely, shamelessly leading him to say yes NOW]

Moses: [mhmm, Moses cares not if he upsets you rn or ever but I do babes and he isn’t gonna make her be quiet ever but especially now because we love no holding back, likewise only kissing her for the closeness, intimacy and intensity not because he cares about anything except where to express some of his !! so your sake hun we hope you’re old and busy in that shop today but that none of the customers are too nearby lol, still HOLDING onto the back of her neck like it’s his job, really PRESSING into the lovebite he did there as he asks ‘do you wanna be with me?’ unheard of for him to ask truly because we all remember when he just told Carly she was for that night and that’s his usual energy but he wants her to want it and say how much she does, grinning when she bites his lip which only pulls on it more but he had to]

Ali: [your eyes rolling to the back of your head as if you’re trying to see the hold he has on your neck, because it’s reminding you of the first time he did that and you don’t need any further stimulation at this point ‘yes’ so impatiently and hurried, like OBVIOUSLY I do ‘I am’ like if you didn’t wanna be with me you wouldn’t be here now because we know what you want and how clear it is is key, hands grasping to find something to grip onto, unable to focus, just flailing under him]

Moses: [actually letting his gaze move from this sleeping child to LOOK at her for the first time in what would feel like forever ‘yeah, what?’ because forcing her to really spell it out not only because he needs her to but because of how difficult he knows it is for her to focus or speak or any of the things atm, the LOOK feeling so dramatic as he waits for her to answer, a throwback to their first interaction with the what, giving those many reminders, his eyes lighting up with them, letting the back of her neck go though so he can HOLD both of her hands with his and SQUEEZE ofc]

Ali: [MOANING on sight like he just attacked you with his blue ass eyes, literally smacking his chest in that affectionate oh my god stop way you might when you’re flustered but you’re so beyond flustered you are SMACKING him fully !! which makes it seem like he took hold of your hands to stop you but you are picking up on all these reminders and know exactly what he’s saying with them, only being able to get out ‘I wanna’ on a loop because can’t finish your sentence but it’s a full one so we’re leaning in, saying it with every thrust until you come undone and it just becomes NOISE]

Moses: [it’s very valid to feel attacked by those blue ass eyes rn gal, and they’re only getting bigger and bluer when she smacks him because I’m sure he has any number of bruises and love bites from that sesh which she’s making contact with to make it even more !! making a NOISE like he’s mad at her for this (when he’s nothing of the sort lol) before his mouth is also retaliating by going for her throat as if he’s gonna rip it out and doing another new fresh lovebite right there in the centre of it where it couldn’t be more noticeable or obvious what y’all have been getting up to in here because all control has been lost and he never had any fucks given for her having to go back to work to begin with, plus he has the excuse that he simply can’t kiss her on the mouth because he needs to hear her say this on a loop until she’s incapable, answering with ‘you are’ as his own full sentence but not, only when she can’t speak any more, again like it’s a reward for behaving how he wanted, said on every thrust until he likewise can’t anymore]

Ali: [oh girls, you’re SO feral, she’s gonna have to find a sassy scarf or statement choker when she goes back out there haha, but absolutely no fucks given and zero regrets here in the moment, acting like you’d fully let him rip your throat out honestly, DYING so dramatically and completely like you’ve got nothing but time to be laying here so dead, WRAPPING your arms and legs around his back so he can’t go anywhere and is crushing you with his full weight]

Moses: [the shop is welcome for the free promo though I’m sure she’ll end up slaying her accessorising too hard and someone will want to buy it so she’ll have to hastily style something else and rinse and repeat however many times cos she just is that girl with that good eye and it’s why this job is perfect for her, likewise dying as dramatically and shamelessly to the point where he at first forgets he shouldn’t be putting his full weight on her like he is, but then he remembers baby Rio exists and wraps both his arms around this bump so protectively as if it’s giant and unavoidable already, lying his head on it again and for much longer this time as he tries to get his breath back and even vaguely recover]

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EverRealm Part 16

The Dirt Path Encounter,

As they continued their journey, the forest grew thicker around them. Sunlight speckled through the canopy, creating dancing patterns on the forest floor. Sofia walked ahead with Clover hopping beside her, while Miri followed close behind, humming a soft tune.

Cedric and Elora walked side by side, neither mentioning the morning's awkwardness, yet both acutely aware of the other's presence. Every accidental brush of their hands sent a jolt through Elora that she couldn't quite explain.

"Do you think we're getting closer?" Elora asked, breaking the comfortable silence between them.

Cedric consulted a small map he'd sketched. "According to my calculations, we should reach the valley by nightfall. Though I must admit, my geographical skills are somewhat... questionable."

Elora smiled. "I trust your questionable skills more than most people's certainties."

The unexpected compliment made Cedric's eyes widen, and a faint blush colored his cheeks. Before he could respond, a rustling sound from the bushes ahead made them all freeze.

A figure suddenly emerged from the shadows, stumbling into their path. The man was rugged, with tousled brown hair and a scruffy beard that looked like it hadn't seen a trim in weeks. An oversized leather coat hung loosely on his frame, the left sleeve pulled down to cover his hand completely. His eyes, a piercing blue, darted nervously between them, and his face was smudged with dirt and what looked suspiciously like dried blood.

As they walk further down the road, a figure suddenly emerges from the shadows, stumbling into their path. The man is rugged, with tousled hair and a scruffy beard. An oversized leather coat hangs loosely on him, obscuring his left hand. His eyes dart nervously, and he looks as though he’s just been through a harrowing experience.

"Please! Help me!" The man's voice was breathless, almost pleading. He stumbled forward, catching himself against a tree. "I was ambushed by bandits just up the road. They stole everything I had and left me for dead!"

Elora immediately stepped forward, her compassionate heart taking over. "Oh no! Are you hurt?" She scanned his body for visible injuries. "We can help you! Come with us; we're setting up camp for the night not far from here."

Cedric reached out, gently catching Elora's arm. His eyes never left the stranger as he spoke in a low voice. "Elora, wait. We don't know anything about him. He could be leading us into a trap."

The sunlight dimmed as clouds passed overhead, casting shadows across the stranger's face. Something in those shadows made Cedric's stomach knot with unease.

Elora glanced back at Cedric, her brow furrowed in concern. "But what if he really is in trouble? We can't just leave him here." Her eyes, filled with genuine worry, met Cedric's cautious gaze.

Sofia stepped closer, her amulet glinting as she studied the man. "He does look a bit... rough around the edges," she said carefully. "Are you sure he's not just trying to con us?" Despite her young age, Sofia's intuition had been sharpened by numerous adventures.

Miri nodded in agreement, her slender fingers lightly touching the hilt of a small dagger hidden in her belt. "I think we should be cautious," she whispered. "There are many dangers in these woods, and we have no way of knowing if he's telling the truth."

The man shifted nervously, his gaze flickering between Elora and Cedric. He seemed to sense the tension, and his eyes narrowed slightly as they focused on Elora. There was something calculating in that look that made Cedric's protective instincts flare.

"I promise I mean you no harm," the man said, forcing a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "I just need a safe place to rest. Bandits are dangerous, and I can't face them alone." He winced theatrically as he moved his right shoulder.

Elora looked back to Cedric, who was still studying the man with suspicion. The worry in her eyes tugged at his heart. "I can't just turn my back on someone in need," she said softly. "We can keep our guard up. Right, Cedric?"

Cedric felt torn between his growing feelings for Elora and the warning bells ringing in his mind. His fingers tightened around his wand inside his robe pocket. "I just—" he hesitated, the battle evident on his face. Finally, he sighed. "Fine. But I'll keep an eye on him."

Relief washed over Elora's face. "Thank you," she said, the gratitude in her voice making Cedric's resolve weaken further. She turned back to the stranger. "What's your name?"

The man's smile widened slightly, revealing teeth that were surprisingly white and even for someone supposedly living rough. "It's James. I'm grateful for your kindness."

"James? I have a brother called James as well, back home," Sofia smiled, though her eyes remained watchful.

As they begin walking again, Cedric falls into step beside Elora, unable to shake the feeling of jealousy stirring within him. He watches James closely, noting the way the man’s left hand remains hidden beneath his coat.

Koa cawed loudly from above, circling once before landing on Cedric's shoulder. The crow's feathers were ruffled, and he fixed his beady eyes on James with unmistakable distrust. The bird's talons dug slightly into Cedric's shoulder, as if trying to communicate his own suspicions.

As they began walking again, Cedric fell into step beside Elora, unable to shake the feeling of unease—and yes, jealousy—stirring within him. He watched James closely, noting the way the man's left hand remained hidden beneath his coat, and how his eyes kept darting to Elora when he thought no one was looking.

Sofia moved closer to Cedric, her voice dropping to a whisper. "You don't trust him, do you?"

Cedric's eyes never left James's back. "Something about him doesn't sit right," he replied, his voice equally low. "I can't explain it; it's just a feeling. We should stay alert."

Miri, walking on Cedric's other side, overheard their conversation. "I agree," she said, her tone serious. "We can't let our guard down. Even if he seems harmless, we have to be prepared for anything." Her hand moved again to the hidden dagger.

Ahead of them, Elora was asking James about the supposed bandit attack, her voice kind and concerned. The sight made Cedric's chest tighten with an emotion he wasn't ready to name.

"He's just a man in need," Elora said over her shoulder, catching their whispered conversation. Her eyes met Cedric's, reflecting a mix of frustration and empathy. "I won't abandon him because of fear."

As the sun dipped below the trees, James seemed to grow more comfortable with their group. Too comfortable, Cedric thought darkly. The stranger had positioned himself suspiciously close to Elora, who was busy preparing a simple stew over the campfire.

"So, James," Cedric interjected, unable to contain himself any longer, "you never did tell us exactly where you were headed before these... bandits... attacked you."

James's smile faltered slightly. "Oh, just passing through. I'm a traveler by trade. Go wherever the wind takes me."

"How convenient," Cedric muttered, earning a sharp look from Elora.

Sofia, who had been unusually quiet, suddenly perked up. "That's strange... your accent sounds a bit like the merchants from Rudistan. Are you from there originally?"

James stiffened. "No, no. Born and raised in... well, a small village. You wouldn't know it."

Koa suddenly swooped down, landing on Cedric's shoulder with an agitated caw. The crow's feathers were ruffled, his black eyes fixed intently on James.

"Your bird doesn't seem to like me much," James chuckled, but there was an edge to his voice.

"Koa is an excellent judge of character," Cedric replied smoothly, stroking the crow's wing.

As they reached their campsite, a small clearing surrounded by ancient oak trees with a small stream gurgling nearby, Cedric watched as Elora set her belongings down and turned to James with an encouraging smile. Jealousy flared within him, hot and uncomfortable, but he fought to keep his expression neutral.

"We'll get a fire going and make sure you're comfortable, James," Elora said, gesturing to the circle of stones that marked an old fire pit. "You can tell us more about the bandits."

James settled down on a fallen log, wincing slightly as he adjusted his position. His demeanor shifted subtly—something in the way he held himself seemed more confident now that he was in their camp. "Thank you," he said, his eyes lingering on Elora a moment too long. "I appreciate your hospitality. It's not often you find such kindness in these parts."

Elora knelt beside him, her healer's instincts taking over as she noticed how he cradled his left arm. "Did you hurt your arm somehow? I can take a look at it?" She reached toward him gently.

James pulled away with surprising quickness, nearly toppling off the log. "No!" he said, then softened his tone. "I mean, it's just a scratch. Nothing to worry about." He tugged his sleeve down further, ensuring whatever was beneath remained hidden.

As Cedric knelt next to the fire pit, arranging twigs and dry leaves, his thoughts raced. He was unable to shake the feeling that James was hiding something—something important. He glanced at Elora, who was smiling at James as she offered him water from her flask, and his heart sank.

"I'll keep you safe, Elora," Cedric muttered under his breath, his protectiveness flaring as he struck his wand against the kindling, igniting it with a small burst of magic that glowed momentarily blue before settling into natural orange flames. "No matter what."

The flames rose higher, casting long shadows across James's face. For just a moment, as the firelight flickered across his features, Cedric thought he saw something in the man's eyes—something cold and calculating that sent a chill down his spine despite the warmth of the fire.

Night had fully descended now, wrapping the forest in darkness beyond their small circle of firelight. Crickets chirped in the underbrush, and somewhere in the distance, an owl hooted softly.

James cleared his throat, breaking the tense silence that had fallen over the group. "You seem uneasy, friend," he said to Cedric, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "Is it me, or do you just have a naturally suspicious demeanor?"

Cedric set down the stick he'd been poking the fire with and stood, stepping closer to James. His voice was steady but low when he replied, "It's not just a demeanor; it's instinct. And you should be careful not to test it." His fingers itched to grasp his wand, but he kept his hands visible, not wanting to escalate the situation in front of Elora.

James raised an eyebrow, appearing more intrigued than intimidated. "Is that a threat?" His voice carried a hint of amusement that only served to heighten Cedric's irritation.

Sofia's eyes widened at the exchange, and Clover hopped closer to her, sensing the tension.

Elora quickly moved between them, her hands held out placatingly. "Guys, let's not do this now. We're supposed to be resting, not fighting among ourselves. We have a long journey ahead tomorrow."

Sofia, always the peacemaker, jumped in with a bright smile. "Maybe we can tell stories! I've heard the best way to break the ice is to share a tale of bravery—or mischief!" Her amulet caught the firelight, glinting warmly.

Elora seized on Sofia's suggestion gratefully. "That sounds like a great idea! Miri, do you have any stories from your time in the castle?" She turned to the quiet maid with an encouraging smile.

Miri glanced nervously at James, but nodded slowly. "I do, but they're not always pleasant."

As Miri's story unfolded, Cedric remained standing slightly apart from the group, his back to a large oak tree. From this vantage point, he could observe everyone, particularly James. The crow on his shoulder seemed equally vigilant, his black eyes never leaving the stranger.

Cedric caught a glimpse of James's face as he listened intently to Elora and Miri. There was a glimmer in the man's eyes that made Cedric's instincts flare even more—a calculating assessment that seemed at odds with his story of being a hapless victim.

When Miri's tale concluded with a hesitant smile, James leaned forward, the firelight casting dramatic shadows across his face. "That was quite entertaining," he said, but his attention quickly shifted to Elora. "You know, Elora, you have such a light about you. It makes it hard to believe that you've been through darkness."

The comment struck Cedric as odd—how would James know anything about Elora's past? They'd only just met hours ago.

Cedric stiffened, unable to hold back. "And how would you know what darkness is, James? You've only just joined us." His words came out sharper than intended, edged with the tension he'd been holding back all evening.

James met Cedric's gaze directly, a challenge in his eyes. "You'd be surprised what I've seen in my travels. Perhaps I've faced more than you realize." Something in the way he said it—a hint of hidden knowledge—made Cedric's skin prickle with unease.

Elora sensed the rising tension again and intervened. "Let's focus on the stories, shall we? We can all learn something from each other." Her smile was strained now, her eyes darting between Cedric and James with growing concern.

As the night wore on, the group shared tales, but the air remained thick with unspoken suspicions, Cedric's protectiveness, and James's enigmatic presence. Each character grappled with their own thoughts, uncertain of what the dawn would bring.

Sofia eventually drifted off to sleep, curled up with Clover beside her. Miri followed soon after, though her sleep seemed fitful. Elora insisted on taking the first watch, despite Cedric's protests.

"You need rest too," she told him firmly. "I'll wake you in a few hours."

Reluctantly, Cedric settled against a tree trunk, his wand still clutched in his hand, his eyes heavy but determined to stay alert. The last thing he saw before sleep claimed him was James sitting across the dying fire, watching Elora with an intensity that sent a fresh wave of unease through Cedric's heart.

[cloudselkie]

For Miri and Siebren:

1. Ah, pre or post accident? Pre it's definitely Miri. Post it is unfortunately Siebren.

2. Miri gets it for this one. Siebren is more private than she is.

3. Siebren has and will continue to forget to text her back. Science can be so distracting, you know.

4. This also goes to Siebren. His age factors into this, but also he loves music.

5. If you look up the definition of oblivious in the dictionary, you will find both of their pictures. They're pretty dense.

6. Oof, Miri and her poor ADHD ass can never find her keys.

7. Miri would be the one to apologize first. She values harmony far more than Siebren, who is more likely to hang on to negative feelings longer, especially if he feels he is in the right.

8. Oh, absolutely Siebren. He has never been much of a party guy anyway.

9. See #1. Same situation.

10. Miri, and only if it meant getting to show up Siebren for a few minutes before revealing her deception. Siebren would never - his pride won't let him.

11. Neither. These two are dead if they end up on a deserted island. But more likely? Probably Siebren.

12. This one also goes to Siebren and he doesn't always care if he's alone, at least for humming.

13. Miri has played wing woman to Helena so many times.

14. This one goes to Miri, but Siebren is an old sap when he wants to be.

15. 100% Miri. She's always worn her heart on her sleeve.

16. While both would like to avoid unnecessary run-ins with local law enforcement, it's probably Miri just due to being more socially adventurous than Siebren and more likely to end up in a weird situation.

17. Siebren. He has a terrible habit of having a running commentary during movies, but it's usually pretty funny, so Miri enjoys it.

18. Siebren on a technicality - he said it in Dutch and she didn't know what it meant until weeks later when she remembered to look it up.

19. They're both cuddlers, honestly.

20. Siebren isn't great with dates, but he does keep a calendar to help him remember important ones.

21. Siebren wins this one. He's got style, but functionality is definitely his main concern with clothes, and he tends to lean on classic mens' clothing colors and styles. Miri on the other hand loves bohemian styles and bold colors.

22. Siebren's private nature makes him an excellent confidant. Miri, though she does respect people when they ask her not to share something, is more likely to spill the beans if she feels it is necessary.

23. Miri is hotheaded and more likely to immediately stand up to someone in a fight. Siebren, however, is more likely able to WIN that fight.

24. Miri again on this one as the naturally more outgoing of the two. The gala was an anomaly and Siebren wasn't entirely sober when he asked Miri to dance. Liquid courage is right!

25. These two are both night owls, and they are both well known for foregoing sleep in order to finish whatever they were working on. However, Miri is probably worse because being younger, she is still able to get away with it better than Siebren.

Send this to someone who has OCs

Most likely...

to get lost

to kiss and tell

to 'forget' to text back

to know the lyrics to every song you play

to not realize that they are being flirted with

to lose their keys repeatedly

to apologize first

to leave a party early

to get lost in a place they already know

to cheat while playing a game

to survive in the wild

to sing when they think they are alone

to be someone's wingman/woman

to plan a romantic date

to start blushing

to get arrested

to talk during a movie

to say I love you first

to be a cuddler

to forget about someone's birthday

to always wear the same outfit

to not be able to keep a secret

to defend their friends in a fight

to drag the other's to the dance floor

to fall asleep first at a sleepover

[wispwatcher]

𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗔 [NPC/COMPANION]

PRIMARY.

general:

Name: Ensha. Gender/Pronouns: non-binary / he/they. Age: 28. Orientation: bisexual; leans towards masculine presenting individuals. Origin: mourn watch (+follows the origin background, mostly). Class: mage. Specialization: evoker (favors electrical-type). Religion: non-committed , open-minded to almost all manner of beliefs, but does believe in an 'afterlife' of some kind, given his background. Relations: Miri, a fellow mourn watcher and his 'sister'. Mother and Father are dead; orphaned young.

appearance:

Eyes: light-brown; greys mix with the browns, making them both bright and dull, and appears not amber, but yellow. Hair: silver-blond, very pale (like platinum-blond), reflects a silvery/ashy tone. Skin: gray; very pale from lack of sunlight (ie, living in the necropolis and never leaving), neutral skin tone. Has the faintest dusting of very slight purple/pink to his nose, cheeks, and tips of his ears. Height: something like 7ft (I'll add this later?? the tallest qunari slider setting idk!!) Body: broad-shouldered, slim-waisted, very tall, skinny, overall is quite gaunt but not in an unhealthy way; high cheekbones, perpetual frown, sharp brows. Scars: moderate to extensive; scars that follow a particularly nasty electrocution pattern that winds up the right side of his body; the same kind, though much less intense, run down both arms and legs as well, as well as the same thing spider-webbing from the skin around his eyes - a mistake that momentarily killed him (he was brought back to life) and got Miri hurt. Tattoos/piercings/other markings: a large geometrical shaped mourn watch tattoo on his middle back, as well as a Y-shaped (autopsy/necropsy) tattoo on his torso.

background:

Ensha was found by the mourn watchers as a toddler-- wandering the grounds scared and alone. They figured he could be no more than three years old. No one ever found out what exactly happened to his family, nor why he was left wandering the necropolis grounds, but he does know that his mother and father are dead at the very least. He was so young. He remembers not the happenings, but remembers the feelings - in his heart, he knows they're gone forever, and has little interest in digging for the truth even if his curiosity does sometimes rear it's head. Barely a year after being found and taken in, the mourn watchers found another child abandoned on the grounds - Miri. But this one was an elven infant, not even a year old yet. This child was taken in as well and raised alongside Ensha, effectively making them 'siblings'. As it turned out, the both of them ended up being mages upon reaching the age of which magic tends to emerge. Much to their adoptive family's dismay (they had not one, but two small children running around with barely contained magical abilities). The pair were oddly very well behaved for the most part, thankfully. The discipline and lifestyle of the mourn watchers instilled and nurtured both rather thoughtful and curious mentalities in them both. Ensha is generally the tall, brooding type - the total opposite of Miri, but they get along spectacularly. Ensha took on the role of a loving and protective older brother very early on, and loves his sister deeply even if they're rather very different people. He can be a grouchy, cold, distant bastard sometimes, but he isn't a bad person at all - he's just... a rather no-nonsense type most of the time. Miri tends to bring out the lighter, much softer side of him, and he finds her perspective on life, living (and death) refreshing and endearing. He rather a studious type, often with his nose in a book or research papers, wanting to further his abilities as both an electric-inclined evoker, but also as a mourn watcher. He loves to learn more than anything, and wishes for perfection. Especially after the incident that gave him such extensive scars all over his body: - he was performing a magical experiment to do with electricity, but was disrupted by Miri. His attention was drawn from his work, and the experiment rapidly became unstable without his full focus. This lead to a rather intense electrical charge being passed through him, especially so because he had the quick thinking to knock Miri away with a magical shove. Miri got away with only some scars on her torso and side, while Ensha ended up singed and momentarily died, actually. The mourn watchers revived him, miraculously so - and he made a full recovery, though he does still have some nerve damage related pain; he keeps it to himself mostly, privately imbibing in pain-relieving tonics and potions on occasion when it gets too bad.