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nycfae:
With the way their cheeks are smooshed, Holly canât see the tears running down Laneyâs face, but she can definitely feel them on her own skin. A noise that is something like a sigh, surprised but also empathetic, slips past her lips, and she carefully repositions them so Laney is practically sitting in Hollyâs lap, giving the pixie much better opportunity to hug her sister. After a moment, she gently wipes the tear tracks away with her thumb. You can cry if you need to, Lane.
 laney hates crying with a passion. sheâd much rather get mad, scream and squawk, or just deny it was ever happening and shove the negative emotions away. her parents would kill her if they saw her so weak. but -- they werenât here. even as she feels disgusted by herself, she lifts her arms to cling to holly as sheâs readjusted into the others lap. her lip wobbles more and she feels shaky, unsteady, when her tears are wiped away. itâs small, but itâs enough.Â
â mmmm. â she hums shakily, sniffling as she moves to hide her face in the crook of her big sisters neck. thanks, hols.
âHow was I supposed to know? Canât see into the future. Iâm not a witch.â
RaganaRock and Roll ;;Â ACCEPTINGÂ
  â thâfairies in thâbawrbie movies can see intâuh thâfuture. â laney says as seriously as she can, the corner of her mouth twitching up a bit at the end before she schools herself. â i just mustâve got yew mixed up with another pink blonde pixie. â she finally does let herself smile, going for sincere and apologetic, and instead coming off as 100 percent shit eating.Â
â my bad ~Â â she doesnât seem to have even registered the witch comment, too proud of herself to notice.
nycfae:
Her humming continues, but takes on a more understanding pitch as opposed to the previous content-ness ( is that even a word ? ). I know, I know. She doesnât quite know, yet, but tightens her hold around her little sister regardless, smooshing their cheeks together.Â
 a softer chirp leaves her at the cheek smoosh, rubbing her cheek back against hollyâs wordlessly. it was moments like this laney was grateful sheâd found a flock as nice, albeit small, as she had. she feels comfortable enough in the others embrace to relax, anger dripping away from her and -- tired tears beginning to drip from her eyes.Â
she hadnât expected to cry, but she doesnât actually make an effort to stop it.Â
⨳ â THOR RAGNARĂK;
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âHow much longer do you think weâll be here?â âThanks for scaring away my company and drenching my workplace in brains.â âSorry about that time I turned you into a frog.â âHow was I supposed to know? Canât see into the future. Iâm not a witch.â âLet me explain something. My hair is not to be meddled with.â âAre you a fighter? Or are you food?â âKneel before meâŚÂ and rise into the ranks of my great conquest.â âWhoever you areâŚÂ whatever youâve done, surrender now! Or we will show you no mercy.â âWhoever I am? Did you listen to a word I said? This is your last warning!â âOh, Iâve missed this. Still, itâs a shame. Good soldiers dying for nothingâŚÂ all because they couldn't see the future.â âWhat do I always say? âShe is theâŚâ And it starts with a âB.ââ âJust wait a damn minute. Iâm not for sale.â âYouâre officially pardoned. From life.â âWhat happened to my manners? I havenât properly introduced myself. Come on. Uh, follow me.â âWeâre not friends and I don't give a shit about your games.â âWhat do you mean, what am I doing?â âNow, listen to that. Heâs threatening me. Hey, Sparkles, hereâs the deal.â âAllow me to introduce myself. My name is [name]. Iâm kind of like the leader in here.â âIâm made of rocks, as you can see. But donât let that intimidate you. You donât need to be afraid unless youâre made of scissors.â âAh, well, I tried to start a revolution, but didnât print enough pamphlets. So hardly anyone turned up, except for my mum and her boyfriend, who I hate. As punishment, I was forced to be in here and become a gladiator.â âIâm actually organizing another revolution. I donât know if youâd be interested in something like that.â âNo, nothing makes sense here, man. The only thing that does make sense is that nothing makes sense.â âYes, I am. Gonna fight him, win, and get the hell out of this place.â âMost of the stuff in here is fake. Or weak.â âWant to see what true power really looks like?â âHurts, doesnât it? Being lied to. Being told youâre one thing and then learning itâs all a fiction.â âYou didnât think Iâd really come and see you, did you? This place is disgusting.â âDoes this mean you donât want my help?â âYou donât stand a chance. Do you understand what Iâm saying to you?â â(SCOFFS) Fine. I guess Iâll just have to go do it alone. Like Iâve always done.â âPiss off, ghost!â âSounds like you had a pretty special and intimate relationship with this hammerâŚÂ and that losing it was almost comparable to losing a loved one.â âDo not zap me with that thing. I just wanna talk.â âThereâs nothing wrong with women, of course. I love women. Sometimes a little too much. Not in a creepy way, just more of a respectful appreciation.â âNo one escapes this place. So youâre gonna die anyway.â âNow, donât you move. My hands ainât as steady as they used to be.â âHey! We know each other. Heâs a friend from work.â âWhere have you been? Everybody thought you were dead.â â[Name], weâre friends. This is crazy. I donât want to hurt you!â âThis is what friends do. They support each other.â âIâm not sad, you idiot. Iâm pissed off!â âYou just canât go around throwing shields at people. Could have killed me.â âI know. Weâre the same, you and I. Weâre just a couple of hot-headed fools.â âYouâre so thick-headed that you canât tellâŚÂ when someoneâs hiding all the way across the universe and wants to be left alone.â âAll right. Hereâs the deal. Iâll listen to youâŚÂ till this is empty. Finished. Bye.â âIâm putting together a team. Itâs me, you, and the big guy.â âI only survived becauseâŚâ âThis isn't about the crown. This is about the people. Theyâre dying and theyâre your people, too.â âYou know, go ahead. Stay here and keep drinking, keep hiding. But meâŚÂ I choose to run toward my problems and not away from them. Because thatâs whatâŚÂ Because thatâs what heroes do.â âQuite a lotâs happened. You and I had a fight recently. I won. Easily.â âYou know what? I woke up this morning thinking about a public execution. But for now, Iâll settle for this sweet littleâŚâ âItâs just a planet. You've been on a planet before. Now youâve been on two. Thatâs a good thing. Itâs a new experience.â âYou and I, we have to fight this really powerful beingâŚÂ who also happens to be my sister.â âOkay, that is so wrong on so manyâŚÂ I donât wanna fight your sister. Thatâs a family issue.â âIâm not fighting any more beings. Iâm sick of it.â âFine, you donât have to fight anyone. But weâre in danger here, so we have to move.â âWhat are those things on her eyes? Are those the people that sheâs killed? Sheâs so beautiful and strong and courageous.â âI donât plan to stop drinking.â âI canât turn away anymoreâŚÂ so if Iâm gonna dieâŚÂ well, it may as well be driving my sword through the heart of that murderous hag.â âSo, Iâm saying that I wanna be on the team. Has it got a name?â âWe need one with cup holders, because weâre gonna die. So, drinks!â âDo I know you? I feel like I know you.â âOpen communication was never our familyâs forte.â â[Name] I thought the world of you. I thought we were gonna fight side by side forever. But at the end of the day, youâre you and Iâm me. I donât know, maybe thereâs still good in you. But letâs be honest, our paths diverged a long time ago.â âItâs probably for the best that we never see each other again.â âI know Iâve betrayed you many times beforeâŚÂ but this time itâs truly nothing personal.â â[Name]. Youâre still alive. I love what youâve done with the place. Redecorating, I see.â âIâll get that swordâŚÂ even if I have to kill every single one of them to do it.â âYour savior is here. Did you miss me?â âI hate this prophecy.â â[Name], stop. Just for once in your life, donât smash.â âMaybe youâre not so bad after all, [Name].â âI just gotta say, Iâm proud of you all. This revolution has been a huge success. Yay, us!â
nycfae:
Drapes her arms around other girlâs shoulders, holding her close and humming happily. If Laney wants to air any grievances, Hollyâs happy to listen, but right now just seemed like a good time for a hug.
 sheâs leaning her entire body into hollyâs arms now, small bird girl letting out another irritated squawk as she does so. not directed at holly, but in general. it was one of those times where she doesnât feel quite human enough for words, but appreciates the contact.Â
 hey guys ! itâs fel, back at it again with rebooting this blog for the third time. i recently lost all of my novel i was writing and decided to shift focus onto laney bird over here -- so iâm going to be writing her for inspiration for a eventual book about her tbh. iâm super excited and pls love me iâm so lonely
 a long, very exaggerated, groan is heard. sheâs so tired. please kill her.
scarredoak:
    âDonât pick on me for having a fashion sense, little miss hick.â
 pokes him square in the nose. â donât yew be gettinâ smart with me, city boy. â
scarredoak:
    âWhat?! No! Iâmâ I feel like Iâve been jipped.â
  â yew were. â hand rummages around her pocket for a second, before producing a green kitty bandaid and pressing it to his cheek. â thisâll do fâer now. â
nycfae:
Sheâs full-on pouting nowânot like that will do anything, but it makes her feel better, at least a little bit. It isnât often the pixie is completely exasperated, though to be fair, sheâs not often completely covered in glitter either. Holly will get over it eventually, but for now, settles on ruffling up her friendâs hair.
âYou are a menace.â
  â says thâgurl who threw a glitter bomb at me !!â  no one does affronted and pouty better than a southern woman. hand up to her chest, eyes batting and wide and -- god, watery. the look lasts for about five seconds before sheâs caught halfway between a yawn and a laugh. there was no way she was tainting her house like this, though.
â câmon then, letâs start gettinâ cleaned up. â hand clasps Hollyâs, dragging her in the direction of two plastic tins and a hose which just hand their name written on it.Â
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nycfae:
A high-pitched whine of distress ( which doubled as an SOS call ) leaves her throat, but by then itâs too late. Normally, she would appreciate the hug, but for the first time ever, Holly cannot wait for it to be over. She already feels the glitter start to cover her body, and knowing her luck, itâll transfer over when she switches forms. Glamour isnât gonna help her now.Â
A sigh. âSatisfied?â
  â very !! â Laneyâs giggling as she pulls away a bit, sparkly eyelashes dusting over equally-bad cheeks as her eyes squint up. Holly wasnât nearly as bad as she was, but now they looked like theyâd just left a Pride Parade or murdered a few unicorns together, and thatâs what this was all about, in the end. â oh, wait !! â
pink lips press to round cheek in a sloppy. wet kiss. full of love, of course. â yeah -- ahâm good now. â
scarredoak:
    âOh, they just made me use this special looking paper with lines in it so the bits of the cursive would end up in the right place.â
  â did yew still get stickers fâer puttinâem in thârahght place ?? â that was the real important thing here.
scarredoak:
    âSorry, this is all I have.â He kind of cringes at the idea of her clothes; âFuck. No gingham or Iâm out.â
 no gingham and no dresses for obvious reasons -- there goes about seventy five percent of her wardrobe. â ugh, fahne -- câmon up with me and get yew sumthinâ out, Mr Picky. â
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nycfae:
It isnât until Laneyâs arms raise that Holly realizes exactly what the other girl has in mind, and a bolt of fear runs down her spine. She liked glitter fine and good, but this wasnât what she wanted; this brand of glitter was fine and powdery and was practically guaranteed to never come off without fifteen showers. Hands are raised in a defensive position. âLaney, donât you dareâ!â
 itâs too late. bird is vaulting across the space between them, strong arms locking the fairy close to her, sparkly cheek nuzzling the others. sheâs squirming as much as she can in this snuggly hug, feeling satisfied as she watches the glitter coat the other. none of it actually seems to leave Laney, but itâs all over Holly too, so thatâs something.Â
â ah just love yew so much ! â