#i'm beginning to think I can cure a rainy day

[lonesomedreamer]

I expect nothing, Mr. Scott. It is merely logical to try all the alternatives. Doctor McCoy, a reading on the atmosphere, please.

STAR TREK | The Galileo Seven

[harrykim]

By golly, Jim, I'm beginning to think I can cure a rainy day.

Leonard 'Bones' McCoy in Star Trek (The Original Series, Original Series Films, The Next Generation, and the Alternate Original Series Films) | ID in ALT

For @torsamors

[captainofthestrangestship]

Triumvirate Prompts

Day 21 - Favourite McCoy Moment

How could I possibly pick one moment???? I am not normal about him!

MCCOY: It won't die. By golly, Jim, I'm beginning to think I can cure a rainy day.

He's just so happy and proud of himself for being able to help the Horta, also I quote this all the time.

(Also controversial opinion but it's scenes like these that makes it kinda hard for me to believe that McCoy would swear heavily, like I know its the 60s but he said golly??? This man would wash your mouth out with soap if you swore in front of him.)

SPOCK: Doctor, you are a sensualist. MCCOY: You bet your pointed ears I am. Ready whenever you are, Captain.

Literally this scene informs so much of my personal understanding of McCoy as a character. Also just some spones flirting.

MCCOY: Well, either choke me or cut my throat. Make up your mind.

Insane behaviour, McCoy has no time for your violent threats. (Also AOS Bones was robbed, not getting a scene like this in Into Darkness)

MCCOY: No, no, Mister Spock. You place this arm under here to support its back, and this hand here to support its head.

What can I say, McCoy with a Baby, perfection. I love this man and him trying to get Spock to hold a baby is too funny.

Also shout out to AOS McCoy's reaction to Kirk's death, just such a punch to the gut. Also shout out to McCoy for not going into a murderous rage after losing the person most important to him

[anemcia]

Eyyyy, Cyto, uh... how much brotherly contempt are you willing to stomach? If I, an impartial observer transcending time and space, sometimes think Nucleotide just outright hates you, then I can only wonder what it's like being on the receiving end of all that envy.

... what's your take on it?

Send my muse anons about their relationships - [ACCEPTING]

His conflicted eyes averted from the stranger's gaze, the question churning deep within the recesses of his mind. It was a thought he dreaded, a truth he didn't want to confront about how his brother truly felt about him. There were times when Cleo had been curt, a bit too physical with discipline, or scathingly harsh with his remarks… But never to the extent that would raise red flags in their relationship. Or so Cyto had assumed.

But to think his brother could hate him so profoundly? It struck a devastating chord, as if he’d been hit with an agonizing sorrow. Those cold, rainy nights spent in his brother's embrace as a toddler, the long days and nights hunting animals and catching fireflies, reading old fantasy stories, learning different art techniques, crafting trinkets, playing simple games together, training side by side… Did any of it matter? Could Nucleotide be so callous as to discard all those memories, allowing envy to overshadow their brotherly love?

Cyto's face twisted in silent fury, a wrath tempered by sheer willpower. The notion of betrayal gnawed at him, a vile sensation that he clearly despised.

"My brother is flawed in more ways than one, and I accept that. I accept that he may feel envious because I'm not dying a slow, painful death. I can accept that he hates me for being closer to Father than he may ever reach, or be nearly as powerful physically. There are many reasons to feel envious of me, and I know I could never begin to understand how he feels. How could I? We're not the same person."

"...But we ARE brothers, blood and all. Cleo is someone I have always admired, cherished, and wanted to protect ever since I learned about his condition. I would give anything to keep him living another day by my side, and it is the sole reason I give him parts of myself to consume. It might not be enough to stop the disease, but it gives us time to find a cure, I would hope."

"If Cleo finds that I am no longer enough, I will gladly remind him why I will not accept his hatred. If it means we must fight, so be it. I would never regret doing so, because he will always be my brother. No one, not even Father, could ever take that from me."

[wizardingdiaries]

🥀 angst | ☁️ fluff | ✨ faves | 🔥 smut

🪐 already on notes | 🍂 to be read

Sebastian Sallow 1

By sebswebs

Rekindle ☁️🥀✨

Mon Amour ☁️🥀

I feel your absence 🍂

What You Do To Me 🔥

Piggyback 🍂

Reckless 🍂

By spaceyaceface

All I can think ☁️

Snow, Scarves, and Schemes ☁️🥀✨

I'm Right Here ☁️🥀✨

forehead kisses ☁️

By secretjeon

ONLY YOU 🍂

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Pining in Potions Class 🍂

Pretty Thoughts 🍂

By forbidden-amortentia

Them Cuddling ☁️

By cuffmeinblack

Between the two of you ☁️

Stolen glances 🍂

Open arms ☁️🥀

By sebsatianswallows

Fluffy shower 🍂

By arthenaa

triwizard tournament ☁️🥀

By sebluvi

Normally ☁️🥀

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Things We Lost in the Fire 🍂

By awkwardauthorwrites

Somebody Else 🍂

Jealousy, jealousy 🍂

Violets and Verbena ☁️

The Devil Doesn't Bargain ☁️🥀✨

Friends Don't 🍂

Protector ☁️🥀

Wildest Dreams 🍂 one | two | epilogue

I Think He Knows 🍂

By latoyalestrange

ghost of our love 🍂

enough 🍂 one | two

something in common ☁️

dessert fairy 🍂

stay 🍂

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Made for Each Other 🍂

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A Rainy Reunion ☁️✨

The Rumour 🍂 one | two

And we wait until one of us caves. ☁️🥀✨

Quality Time 🍂

The Days That Followed 🍂

By imagrindylow

stroking their hair ☁️

By fierymiasma

Five times 🍂 one |

Tear You Apart ☁️🥀✨

By applinsandoranges

The Time We Have 🍂 one | two | three | four - what if sebastian was cursed and not anne?

Not Alone ☁️🥀✨ - Sebastian just needs a hug.

Sweet Dreams 🍂 - MC inviting Sebastian over for christmas holiday on her house and he is just so happy and in love.

Too Many Favors ☁️ - Sebastian starts feeling neglected because MC has been spending all her free time helping everyone across the valley.

Healing Touch 🍂 - based on the song I see fire by ed Sheeran.

Aranshire 🍂 - how Sebastian might react if MC had a little crush on the charming Edgar Adley.

Mistaken ☁️🥀✨ - MC finally being able to cure Anne by the beginning of their 7th year and she starts avoiding and distancing herself from Sebastian after that.

Amortentia 🍂 - A male friend gives MC chocolates that, unbeknownst to her, have love potion infused.

The Champion's Treasure 🍂 - Sebastian entering the tournament because he wants to be worthy of MC.

Divination ☁️ - MC who just has lovely, soft hands despite always dueling.

A Reward for Your Efforts 🍂 - MC doesn't know how to read and Seb teaches her.

Crucio ☁️🥀✨ - Seb protects MC from a crucio curse because he can't stand to see her go through it again.

Pig 🍂 - MC fights with her shitty boyfriend and Seb is there to help.

[borgcast]

Classic lines.

McCoy- "I'm a doctor, not a bricklayer."

M- "I'm beginning to think I can cure a rainy day!"

[prettywitchiusaka]

Ironically, this is one of my favorite moments with Bones in Season 1;

"Jim! I'm beginning to think I can cure a rainy day!"

That line makes me giggle! 😁

my name is Bones heer wut i say now i ken cure a rainy day the Horta’s saefe i fix the rock too bad i can’t do much for Spock

[trekkingthroughthestargate]

"By golly, Jim, I'm beginning to think I can cure a rainy day."

I love Bones SO much

[piers-wifey]

This idea randomly popped up in my head, lol. None of this is "canon" btw. I just wanted a softer moment between Rachel and Piers.

~~~

Piers: *plops down on his sofa with an irritated groan* This woman will be the death of me, I swear!

Jackson: *sitting on the other side of the room with his phone in his hand* Sounds like my sister got you again, eh? *chuckles*

Piers: She's horrible. Probably the most repugnant woman I've ever dealt with.

Jackson: Aw come on, she's not that bad. I know she can be difficult sometimes, but she's actually a great person.

Piers: "Sometimes?" She's trying to irritate me every fucking day! Growing up with her must've been hell on earth.

Jackson: *frowns, his usually cheerful expression replaced by a more serious and almost gloomy look* She wasn't always like that.

Piers: Hard to believe if you ask me.

Jackson: Good thing I didn't ask you.

Piers: *surprised by Jackson's sudden gruffness*

Jackson: *puts away his phone with a sigh* Look, I know my sister can- ...is rude and snarky. But that's not because she hates you or wants to hurt you. She's actually very fond of you as a person and has a lot of respect for you. It's just... you remind her of herself. Young, aspiring, fierce and most importantly, loyal and fueled by the desire to make the world a better place. That's why she's pushing you away, but also trying to look out for you and guide you. She doesn't want you to make the same mistakes and end up like her.

Piers: Are you.... are you being serious?

Jackson: I am.

Piers: I... didn't know that.

Jackson: Of course not. My sister is not the sentimental type. She actually hates thinking about the past.

Piers: Why?

Jackson: *smiles sadly* Because it's nothing but a collection of what we could've had and of what could've been if things would've been different.

Piers: I still don't understand.

Jackson: *takes a deep breath before he begins to speak* When we lost our parents, Rachel was only fifteen years old. I was nine. We had to live on the streets for four gruesome years and during that time, Rachel did everything she could to feed me and keep me warm and safe. She'd starve herself for days and give me her jacket when the days got cold and rainy. And at night, she forced herself to stay awake. In case someone tried to attack us. She got beaten by other people for stealing food and water and blankets to keep us alive. On her lucky days, she only came back with a bloody nose and a few bruises. *sighs heavily* Rachel always tried to hide it from me, but I knew she was afraid and in pain. People can be cruel and we had to learn it the hard way. They don't care about you and if you're not careful, they just try to kill you. In their eyes, you're either a rival or a worthless piece of scum no one would miss.

Piers: *looks at Jackson in horror and disbelief, his mouth wide agape* That's horrible! I... I didn't know you two went through something so... so...

Jackson: It's okay, Piers.

Piers: I'm so sorry this happened to you.

Jackson: Thank you.

Piers: *looks away with a sad and thoughtful expression*

Jackson: What are you thinking about?

Piers: Nothing. I just realised how much of an asshole I was to your sister.

Jackson: How so?

Piers: I always mocked her for her rudeness and called her a mongrel and a tramp. I even asked her if her parents are proud of her for being such an awful and reckless person. I can't even imagine how much those words must've hurt her...

Jackson: *hums softly*

Piers: No wonder she despises me.

Jackson: She doesn't. I told you, she likes you. She values whatever you two have going on a lot. Why else do you think she risked her own life to save you in Lanshiang? While you were unconscious, Rachel fought tooth and nail to get the authorities to cure you. Chris even had to drag her out of the office, cuz otherwise she would've strangled every single one of them with her own hands.

Piers: That's the first time I hear that. I've always been told that it was Chris who threatened them, not Rachel.

Jackson: I know. It was my sister's idea. She didn't want you to know.

Piers: Why?

Jackson: *shrugs* To avoid any weird situations I think.

Piers: I see.

---

*the front door opens*

---

Penelope: Dad, we're back! *rushes into the living room and jumps onto the sofa to greet her father with a big hug*

Piers: Easy tiger. You're gonna break your old man's bones. *chuckles and hugs the little girl* Did you have fun?

Penelope: *nods* Rachel taught me how to imitate the call of a loon!

Piers: *surprised* Did she? *looks at the older woman standing in the doorframe* I didn't know you could imitate animal sounds.

Rachel: Oh, there are plenty of things you don't know about me, hotshot.

Piers: *unconsciously tightens his grip on Penelope* Yeah.

Jackson: *watches them attentively*

Rachel: *notices Piers' tension and rolls her eyes* Don't worry, Super-Dad. I didn't teach her anything bad nor did I let her do anything dangerous. She was as calm as a toad in the sun.

Piers: *hums softly, obviously thinking about something*

Rachel: *sighs* No need to dig for anything to complain about, I get it, you don't like me spending time with your kid.

Piers: I wasn't-

Rachel: Jackson, come on, let's go.

Jackson: *surprised* You wanna go already?

Rachel: Yeah. Before I have to listen to one of Mr. Superdaddy's complaints again.

Piers: *wordlessly lifts up Penelope and sits her down next to him before getting up on his feet* Rachel, can I talk to you for a second?

Rachel: *looks at him with furrowed eyebrows, letting out an annoyed huff* Here we go again.

Piers: *gestures Rachel to follow him outside*

---

*outside*

---

Rachel: What is it this time?

Piers: *surprised* What do you mean?

Rachel: *scoffs* Oh please, I know you didn't just took me outside to show me the bright blue sky. So tell me, what did I do this time that made big daddy Piers mad?

Piers: Nothing.

Rachel: What- ...then why did you ask me if you could talk to me in private in the first place?

Piers:

Rachel: Great response, Lieutenant. Now I know everything and nothing. Can I go now?

Piers: *softly* I'm sorry.

Rachel: Excuse me?

Piers: I said I'm sorry.

Rachel: For what?

Piers: Everything.

Rachel: *frowns* What's gotten into you? You're acting very odd today.

Piers: *looks at Rachel, his eyes full of regret and pity*

Rachel: *takes a step back, suddenly feeling uncomfortable* If that's all you wanted to say, fine. I guess that means I can go now.

Piers: No! Wait! *swallows hard, surprised by the urgent undertone in his voice* There's one more thing I want to tell you.

Rachel: *stares at him cautiously* Go on then.

Piers: *takes a deep breath before he takes a step forward and then another one and another one, until he's standing in front of Rachel who, to his surprise, hasn't taken a defensive stance yet*

Rachel: *crosses her arms in front of her chest to build a protective shield as she carefully examines the younger man* You don't have to get so close to me, you know that, right? My hearing is perfectly fine.

Piers: I know...

Rachel: Then why- *gets interrupted as a pair of strong arms suddenly pull her in for a tight hug, which she probably would've protested against, if it hadn't been so unexpected and somehow comforting*

Piers: You're not an awful person. I'm sorry I said that to you.

Rachel: *frowns and awkwardly pats Piers on the back* It's okay, kid, really. I guess that's what you get for being an insufferable bitch.

Piers: You're not insufferable! Or a bitch. I'm really sorry for calling you that.

Rachel: *breaks away from the hug to give the younger man a playful slap on the chest* Hey, it's fine. I hate to break it to you, but I don't curl up every night and cry myself to sleep like a lovesick teen just because you called me a witch. I'm not sensitive or anything. My skin's too thick and my ego too big to let such things get to me.

Piers: I know.

Rachel: See? No need to apologize then.

Piers: Mhmm.

Rachel: *sternly* Lighten up, Lieutenant! Your daughter wants to tell you about her day and you don't want to make her upset by looking like a soaked poodle, do you?

Piers: *can't help but smile* No, ma'am, I don't.

Rachel: That's better. Now if you excuse me, I'll go get my brother and then we'll leave you two alone. *turns to the door and reaches for the door handle when she suddenly gets stopped by Piers' hand, causing her to look up in confusion*

Piers: Why don't you and your brother stay for dinner? I'm sure Penelope would love that.

Rachel: Now that's weird. Since when do you want us to be around?

Piers: I just think Penelope would be happy if she could spend more time with the people she considers her family.

Rachel: I mean, she's really grown on me and Jackson. We'd both die for the little rascal.

Piers: Is that a yes?

Rachel: It is.

Piers: *smiles* Great. *opens the door and gestures Rachel to enter* After you.

Rachel: Playing gentleman, eh? *chuckles* Thank you.

Piers: *laughs softly as he follows her back inside*

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*bonus*

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Penelope: *peeking through the curtains* What a bummer! I really thought dad was going to kiss her...

Jackson: *holding Penelope and peeking through the curtains as well* We'll get them next time, snips.

~~~~~

@rosaria-rose @sassiest-captain

[i-upset-to-dead-65]

Him bordering on a panic attack when Kirk tells him to perform surgery on a rock followed by the god complex "I'm beginning to think I can cure a rainy day" after he actually fucking does it.

I'm not sure if it's canon compliant but giving Bones an anxiety disorder makes for such an interesting dynamic. I mean. This man will not bat an eyelash when an augmented war lord tries to strangle him but has to perform breathing exercises before he uses a transporter. Exceptional

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

You made me imagine Shigaraki trying to explain his family to like, Spinner or something.

"This is Hana, she's my big sister. I accidentally stole her hands when I got my quirk so she's technically the only person allowed to mess with me."

"This is Himiko, she's...I guess my little sister? I think we might've tried to kill each other when we first met. She's cool."

"This is Eri. We only have custody of her every other weekend because the heroes keep finding our hideouts. I'm pretty sure she's our baby sister, but Dabi is convinced she's either my kid or Hana's."

OKAY BUT BUT BUT ANON, THIS GIVE ME AN IDEA FOR AN AU. HERE ME OUT:

In this au, AFO doesn't exists (what a blessing) and Shirakumo Oboro is still alive.

The night Tenko's quirk manifest, Hana prevents him from doing anything using her quirk: if someone touches her skin recently, she can freeze that person's movements for a short amount of time.

Some years later, Shirakumo saves them both from their abusive family. Kotaro goes to jail, Nao goes to a mental institution to recover from the trauma and Oboro adopts the kids.

Welcome to the Cloud Family.

Shirakumo, a sort of vigilante now, keeps saving and adopting people that were forgotten by society.

Around that time he meets a girl maybe two years older than Hana. Her name is Magne and she ran away from her home because they didn't wanted her for being trans. She ask Shirakumo is she can stay with him, helping him raise the kids. He allows it, thankful.

Magne immediately becomes Hana's best friend. Both girls are an amazing duo and they help Tenko learn how to manage his quirk.

While Hana and Tenko study and Shirakumo works, Magne stays with the home duties, goes out with friends, lives her normal life being who she truly is.

She's cleaning the kitchen one morning and when Shirakumo breaks in through the window, holding a little girl in his arms. The girl looks younger than Tenko and it's covered in mud and blood. She's smiling big, fascinated with Shirakumo's quirk, like she's just taking a ride.

Shirakumo found her playing inside a trash can in the street. She was looking for something to eat. Her parents, some rich bastards, had abandoned her aftering finding out their kid liked to bite living animals and drink their blood. They kicked her out of the house and faked her death.

To cover up his vigilante identity, Shirakumo opens a bar. It's small, comfortable, perfect to hide from heroes and villians. He has a contact named Giran, who redirects to him all those people who need a hero but can't trust in the law.

Magne is the one managing the bar with Shirakumo, whevener he's not working. Hana, Tenko and Toga go to school.

Let's take a minute to imagine Hana and Touya being classmates. Imagine Hana and Touya arguing and even fistfighting. They become rivals. Which is pretty funny because you have Fuyumi trying to stop hee brother from insulting her best friend.

Little Hana hating Endeavor. Preach.

Natsuo and Tenko study together. They bond over trains and having idiotic parents.

PLEASE TOGA AND SHOTO BEING CHILDHOOD FRIENDS.

I mean, I've always headcanoned that Shoto and Toga are both neurodivergent so imagine then bonding over that.

Toga is considered a weird kid but Shoto likes being around her because she doesn't look like him like he's unreachable. Toga is always telling how his fire is so pretty, nothing like Endeavor's fire. Also Shoto, who's always bleeding thanks to his training, doesn't understand why it's a big deal that Toga asks him for some. He just gives her and they pretend to be twins when she uses her quirk.

The day Touya goes to Sekoto peak, Hana is looking for him because Shirakumo insists that she should invite him to have dinner with them. She goes with Shirakumo to Endeavor's house and from there they go look for him at the peak.

When the fire begins, Oboro flies over and rescues Touya. However, they both get pretty burned. Shirakumo scapes with the kid and arrives at the bar. Magne contacts an illegal doctor to cure them both.

Hana tells Fuyumi that Touya is alive but she refuses to tell her where he is. She will only tell her if Fuyumi tells her about Endeavor. Hana knows she's being cruel but she also knows them, and she knows something bad is going on with them.

Hana takes Fuyumi to where they keep Touya once she admits Endeavor's abuse.

But Touya refuses to go back. He's barely healing, slowly, and he hates his dad. He is full with hatred and anger and hurt. Shirakumo fears for his life, but he can't simply fight Endeavor.

Fuyumi returns home, troubled. Finally she talks with Rei and the woman visits Shirakumo in secret. She visits her son.

They reach an agreement: For the world, Touya Todoroki would be dead. Only his siblings and his mother would know the truth, along with the Cloud Family. Dabi would be just a kid without a family, someone who grew up in Shirakumo's bar.

And so they did. The Todorokis would visit him regularly with the excuse of the todosiblings being friends with the cloud kids.

When Hana and Fuyumi started college, Dabi stayed behind with Toga and Tenko. They started training together, and before anyone could notice, they were already a team.

The final adoption of the cloud family happened when a woman gave a little girl to Shirakumo one rainy night. She was terrified of the child. In the hurry, she told him to take the kid to a mafia boss and left, but Shirakumo couldn't do it.

Shirakumo already had experience raising little girls and raising children with problematic quirks, so she fit perfectly in their family of weirdos.

The yakuza never knew about this.

Eri grew up glued to Tenko, because they look a like a lot, so people didn't doubt them being siblings.

Shirakumo turns into a reformed pro-hero just to start teaching at UA along with his old besties, Aizawa and Yamada. He's in charge of teaching the kids about how the villians think and work.

Hana ends up studying to be a lawyer, but only to cover up her family whereabouts.

Toga and Shoto starts studying at UA together (or the AU where Toga replaces Mineta at class 1-A). Toga calls Aizawa "uncle Eraser".

Magne keeps the bar with the help of Tenko aka Tomura and Dabi. Which is just a lie because Tomura and Dabi follow the vigilante path together, creating the Anti-hero League. Bonus point because Natsuo has to constantly use his medical skills on his older sibling and his best friend, since they are both reckless idiots with self-destructive quirks.

Fuyumi works with Eri on learning how to control her quirk. Turns out Fuyumi is an amazing teacher and Eri completely adores her.

Rei is responsible for Shoto's scar but this time is totally an accident. She still goes to the hospital BUT Dabi exposes Endeavor and together they all sent him to jail.

Compress, Spinner, Twice, Mustard, Giran.. They all find their way to the Anti-hero League and most important, to the Cloud Family. Shirakumo is proud as fuck because his son is just like him.

Which takes us to Tomura having to explain he has four sisters to Spinner.

And this is the story Tomura told him and the reason why Spinner keeps losing his mind every time he sees them all on the family reunions.

The end.

[ghostsxagain]

Indigo can't ever understand exactly what Misha experiences physically due to his condition, nor can they even begin to process what Misha must feel emotionally about it. It's given him a blessing, such a mesmerizing talent that Indi never tires of watching. But it comes with a great cost. Misha's career won't last forever, it's impossible, and that's a tough pill to swallow. So for now Indi will let Misha decide what he wants to do, how long he will endure this, and they will support him every step of the way. It doesn't matter how much they worry, it's not about them.

There are some things that Indigo can relate to in their own way. Their body is 'abnormal' too, albeit in a very different sense. But they know about being different from the people around them, the divide that can come from that. They've also witnessed a loved one being eaten away at by a disease with no cure, seen how painful the process is and how mentally taxing it is. The fact that Indigo will have to witness it again is something they try not to think about often, it's too painful. Misha is their forever person, regardless of how long that forever ends up actually being.

Indigo is a tactile person, one who relishes in every ounce of physical affection with their love. They sigh softly at the touch to their cheek and smile at the kiss to their wrist. That smile stretches wider as Misha holds his lips to Indigo's skin. If they could freeze this moment to save for a rainy day they certainly would. "Yeah, I really am all kinds of wonderful, I'm glad you see it too," they reply with a gentle laugh. With their free hand they place careful fingers under Misha's chin, tilting his face up so they can kiss him properly.

It's a miracle to find a forever kind of love and somehow Indigo has gotten lucky enough to find it for a second time. There's no need to compare Nico and Misha to each other, for each relationship is wholly unique and special to Indi. Being married, loving so fiercely until the bitter end, it was beautiful and necessary to get Indigo here with the person they were going to end life with, make a family with. There are moments, usually in times like this, where Indigo feels like their heart might burst because Misha is everything. "Oh Misha... mi persona para siempre... If I could pull all the pain from your body I would do it without pause. Is there anything else I can do for you right now?"

They are different, have had different upbringings. Everyone has known since Misha was very small about his EDs, but that just made his parents try to toughen him up more. There will be pain, he can remember his father saying, take it in stride. And, so, he has taken every iota of it in stride for the last twenty-odd years with a bow and a wave and a smile, profiting off of what the syndrome has given him rather than lamenting over what it is taking away.

He’s always been selfish in a way, guarding himself and sticking with his siblings, but meeting Indi at the carnival had been fate, he knows that now... fate weaving them together the way it should be. Misha needs to be softened, like leather worked until it’s malleable, and Indigo needs somewhere to pour all of their love, affection, and tenderness — the things they locked inside of themselves when their husband passed. Misha wouldn’t dare to even suggest that he could be a replacement for what Indi has lost, but he will suggest that he’s the next chapter. Hopefully the last one.

Ehlers Danlos will shorten his lifespan, that’s just the truth of it, but Misha takes good care of himself, does everything he can — short of quitting his career — to ensure that he lives as long as possible with the best possible quality of life. Even more so now that he’s got Indigo to worry about. He wants them to have some semblance of forever, whatever that means in mere human years; and, secretly, he hopes they find each other again in the next life, if such a thing exists.

It would take a lot for Indigo to actually cause Misha physical discomfort, so, when questioned, he offers them a small, saccharine smile before leaning over and pressing his nose against their cheek. “Da, is wonderful.” He confesses, his voice quiet as he grips Indigo’s wrist, pulls it to his lips, presses a kiss on the pulse point. His lips and their wrist are wet and fragrant, but he keeps his mouth pressed there for a while, hazel eyes holding Indigo’s gaze. “You are wonderful.”