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I tell people I’m fine, cuz honestly wtf are they gonna do about it if I’m not?

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𝕓𝕖 𝕒 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖, 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕟 𝕖𝕔𝕙𝕠 ── .✦

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𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕟𝕒𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕥𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕟𝕧𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕖 ── .✦

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⋆ · 𖤓 · ⋆ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄 ··· a collection of soup gone cold and blankets shared, the intimacy of being cared for when you are at your worst. genre: romance, hurt and comfort, soft angst, domestic.

You're burning up. Don't argue with me. Get back in bed.

I made soup. It's not great. Eat it anyway.

You should have called me the moment you started feeling like this.

Stop trying to get up. There is nothing on this earth that needs you upright right now.

I found three blankets and a hot water bottle. Pick your combination.

You look terrible. I mean that with so much love.

Let me take your temperature. Stop being difficult about the thermometer.

I cancelled everything. Don't apologize. I wanted to be here.

You fell asleep mid-sentence. I stayed anyway. I hope that's okay.

Drink the tea. Yes, all of it. I'll make more.

I've been checking on you every hour. You keep telling me to go home. I keep not going.

Your voice sounds awful. Rest it. We can talk tomorrow.

I'm not going anywhere. Stop thanking me for staying.

You hate being taken care of. I know. Do it for me anyway.

The fever broke. I don't think you know how relieved I am right now.

Sleep. I'll be right here. I'll wake you up if anything changes.

I brought your favourite thing from the place on the corner. Don't cry. Please don't cry.

You're a terrible patient and somehow I still want to be the one doing this.

I know you think you're being a burden. You are not a burden.

Let me sit with you. I don't need to talk. I just don't want you to be alone.

You tried to make your own tea and you could barely stand up. Sit down. I've got it.

I've seen you strong. This doesn't make you weak. It just makes you human.

You smell like fever and you still somehow look like everything to me.

Lay your head here. Right here. I've got nowhere I need to be.

I brought every movie you've ever mentioned. We have time.

You're mumbling in your sleep. I'm not going to tell you what you said.

I changed the sheets while you were in the shower. Don't make it weird.

You need to eat something real. I know you don't want to. Eat something real.

I've been sitting in this chair for four hours. I'd do it four more.

Stop apologizing for being sick. People get sick. Let me help you.

Your hands are cold. Give them here. I'll warm them up.

I found the medicine in the back of the cabinet. Take it. All of it. Don't negotiate.

You're not inconveniencing me. Taking care of you is exactly where I want to be.

I didn't know you got like this when you were sick. Softer. I like knowing this about you.

You asked for me. Out of everyone, you asked for me. I haven't stopped thinking about that.

The heating pad is on the lowest setting. Tell me if you need it warmer.

I'm not leaving until your temperature is normal. Make your peace with that.

You cried a little when the soup was too hot to eat yet. I pretended not to notice.

I've never seen you let anyone take care of you before. I'm honoured. I mean that.

Your hair is a mess. Can I? Is that okay? Let me just — there.

You keep saying you're fine every time I check and you are so obviously not fine.

This is the third night in a row. I'm not going anywhere. Stop looking at me like that.

You're delirious and still trying to be funny. It's working. Please stop, I'm worried about you.

I learned how to make your mother's recipe. It took three attempts. Don't tell her.

There's nowhere I'd rather be than right here, even like this. Especially like this.

You always take care of everyone else. Just this once, let someone take care of you.

I left the light on in the hall in case you woke up scared. I remember you mentioned that once.

I'm here. I've got you. Just rest. Everything else can wait.

[bookished]

( a collection of too close for 'just friends' prompts. adjust phrasing as necessary.) feel free to make edits to better suit your muse.

They’ve always hugged, but lately those hugs linger just a beat too long.

Sharing a bed during a trip—neither of them sleeps much because they’re too aware of the other’s presence.

Accidentally slipping into couple habits (buying each other food, remembering their exact coffee order, fixing their collar, etc.).

Friends teasing them for acting like a couple… and both of them freezing because it hits a little too close.

One notices the other’s dating profile and feels irrationally territorial.

The line between “friendly banter” and “flirting” has gotten blurry.

A partner/bystander points it out bluntly: “You know they’re in love with you, right?”

A fight about boundaries—because one of them wants more, but is terrified of losing the friendship.

A drunken kiss that neither of them can stop thinking about.

Everyone else assumes they’re together already… and they can’t quite correct them.

“Do you have any idea what it does to me when you look at me like that?”

“You’re supposed to be my safe place, not the reason my chest feels like it’s going to explode.”

“We can’t—God, we can’t cross that line.”

“Say it. Say you don’t feel it too, and I’ll drop it.”

“You don’t get to touch me like that and still call it friendship.”

“Stop smiling at me like I’m yours.”

“If this is just friendship, then why can’t I breathe when you’re this close?”

“You’re going to ruin me, and you don’t even know it.”

“One more second like this, and I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”

“Tell me you don’t want me, and I’ll believe you.”

“Don’t kiss me like that and pretend it means nothing.”

“We’re not supposed to do this. We’re not supposed to feel this.”

“I’d rather lose my mind than lose you, and right now I think I’m losing both.”

“Do you want me to beg? Is that what this is?”

“If we cross this line, nothing will ever be the same. And God help me, I still want to.”

“If you keep touching me like that, I won’t be able to stop.”

“Friends don’t ache when the other leaves the room. So what does that make us?”

“Tell me to go, and I will. Please—say something before I do something we can’t take back.”

“Don’t call me your best friend when you’re looking at me like I’m more.”

“If this is nothing, then why does it feel like everything?”

“You don’t get it, do you? Every time you smile at me, it feels like a promise.”

“You’re in my head all the time, and it’s killing me. Friends aren’t supposed to feel like this.”

“If we cross this line, you’re not just my friend anymore. You’re my downfall.”

“You’re standing too close.”

“Do you even know what you’re doing to me right now?”

“Stop making me want something I can’t have.”

“I can’t lose you to this, but God, I can’t stop wanting you either.”

“You’re looking at me weird.”

“That wasn’t a… friendly thing to say.”

“Do you always stand this close?”

“Why does it feel different when it’s you?”

“You’re supposed to be my best friend, not the one making my heart race.”

“That… didn’t sound like a joke.”

“Stop holding me like that. Friends don’t hold each other like that.”

“Do you even realize how you’re looking at me right now?”

“Don’t call me yours. You don’t mean it.”

“I can’t breathe when you touch me like that.”

“Say we’re still just friends. Lie to me.”

“We’re not supposed to want this.”

“If this is nothing, then why does it feel like everything?”

“One more second and I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”

“Every time you laugh, I forget we’re not allowed to be more.”

“Tell me you don’t feel it. Please. Tell me I’m imagining this.”

“You can’t just kiss me and act like it means nothing.”

“I’m trying so hard not to want you, and you’re making it impossible.”

“If you keep looking at me like that, I swear I’ll ruin everything.”

“Tell me to go, or I’m not going to.”

“You’re mine. God help me, I don’t care what we call it—you’re mine.”

“I’d rather destroy this friendship than pretend I don’t want you anymore.”

“Do you want me to beg? Because I will.”

“We’ve already crossed the line. The second I realized I loved you, we did.”

“Stop staring at me like that. You’re my best friend.”

“You can’t just… say stuff like that. We’re supposed to be friends.”

“Friends don’t make my heart do backflips when they smile.”

“Why does it feel like I’m cheating when you go on dates?”

“Don’t hold my hand if you don’t mean it.”

“We’ve been friends for years, so why does it suddenly feel different?”

“Don’t kiss me like that if you’re going to pretend it didn’t happen.”

“You’re supposed to be the one I tell about my crush, not be the crush.”

“That’s not a friendly kind of jealousy.”

“If we’re just friends, then why do I feel like you’re mine?”

[mythshire]

※.·:·.※ 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐖 ··· a collection of chosen bonds, found family, & unconditional belonging roleplay sentence starters. genre: platonic love, hurt and comfort, loyalty.

• You know you don't have to keep checking on me, right? I'm fine. • How are you? Wait, did I ask that already? • I don't know what I'd do without you. I mean that. • Oh, God. I thought something happened to you. Don't scare me like that. • You're not alone in this. You know that, right? • We're family. That's what we do. We show up. • Make yourself at home, okay? This is your place too now. • Get out of here with that. You're not a burden. Don't ever say that again. • Is there anything you need? Food? A blanket? Someone to just sit with you? • So, what's next for us? • I have to admit there's a small part of me that's terrified you'll wake up one day and realize you don't need me anymore... that you'll leave. • It's just... I've never had this before. People who stay. • Why are you still here? I mean, you could go anywhere. Be with anyone. • I know I'm not easy to deal with. But thank you. For staying anyway. • [Name], I don't know what I'm doing half the time, okay? But I know I'm not doing it without you. • I don't really know where else I'd want to be, except right here. • You're the best thing that ever happened to me, you know that? • I really think you saved my life. Not dramatically. Just... by being here. • Hey. Bad dream? Come here. I've got you. • You don't owe me anything. This is what family does • Stop apologizing. You're allowed to need help. • I made your favorite. Thought you could use some comfort food today. • You look exhausted. When's the last time you actually slept? • I'm not going anywhere. You're stuck with me, remember? • We've been through worse. We'll get through this too. • You don't have to be strong all the time. Not with me. • I brought you something. It's stupid, but it made me think of you. • Come on. Let's get you home. • You matter to me. More than you know. • I've got your back. Always have, always will. • You're shaking. Here, take my jacket. • I know you're scared. It's okay to be scared. • You did good today. Really good. • I'm proud of you. I don't say that enough. • Stop pushing me away. I'm not leaving. • You think I'd let you face this alone? Not a chance. • I'll stay up with you. I don't mind. • You're safe here. I promise. • Tell me what you need. Anything. • You don't have to pretend with me. • I trust you. Completely. • You've got this. And if you don't, we've got this. • I'd do anything for you. You know that, right? • You're not too much. You're never too much. • This is your home now. For as long as you want it. • I'll fight for you if you can't fight for yourself right now. • You make me want to be better. A better person. • I chose you. I keep choosing you. Every day. • You're allowed to fall apart. I'll hold the pieces until you're ready.

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Continued from here.

A small smile graced the raven's face as Zerah started talking without merely verifying who she was, closing her eyes for a moment to simply be thankful through everything they hadn't completely destroyed their friendship. She wasn't overly surprised he was off on a wild goose chase, though what he was looking for really must be hidden if he was having such a hard time finding it. Did he want to...link himself to a corpse someone else had raised? Her brain connecting the dots most logically to her, though she didn't outwardly ask him. The outburst probably wouldn't be appreciated, plus this was an interesting topic. And she missed being able to talk freely about magic like this. Xan hated when she even brought up that they had it, much less actually talking about it. She watched Zerah for a moment, something fundamentally wrong with her as her brain focused on the magic of it instead of the task he was actually attempting to do. "This is important, huh? Well, how can I help?" She stepped forward, smile on her face as she surveyed how serious he was about this. "Two heads are better than one, and I happen to be pretty good at finding information regarding magic I shouldn't have my hands on." A small laugh at the words that came out of her mouth, knowing that was the exact reason Xan and her had been asked to leave the coven in the first place.

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@aeviterncl / based off this ask.

This blond was constantly getting in his way, and he didn't like the way he looked at him. Ansel. They were obviously friends, Shi and this cafe worker, but that didn't help how annoyed Kai was to see him every time the redhead detoured into the coffee shop by his work. And then his stupid witch asked this guy to go out and about with him, and of course Kai had to follow. He wasn't about to trust the redhead in anyone else's hands but his own, even if he could tell Ansel wasn't exactly human. After all, that wasn't always a good thing, what if Ansel was trying to accomplish the same task he was? Kai stood just on the outskirts of the festival, not concerned about losing his prey considering he'd been tracking the same person for such an unholy amount of time. He could probably find him with his eyes closed on scent alone. At this point he'd really have to put the effort into losing track of the redhead, and that simply wasn't going to happen. His eyes widened, then narrowed as he watch Shi walk back up to the blond and lean in close to him, thankful to not have something in his hands for once as he squeezed his fists at his sides in silence instead of walking over and knocking Ansel on his ass for no good reason. He didn't think Shi would be too happy with him after something like that, not that Kai tended to do things based off what Shi would want. He'd never do something like that, especially involving controlling his own impulse control. He needed to separate them, figure out a way to distract that good for nothing werewolf so he could steal Shi's attention back. It really should have been his to begin with, after all. This fucking witch.

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He watched the blissful moment that it happened, Shi simply giving in. Giving himself over to him. The bluenette couldn't help but smirk against Shi's lips, more than a little satisified at his desperate attempts to reciprocate. What a wonderful opportunity this would have been to take the witch's life once and for all, if his mind wasn't hyper fixated on all the little movements the other male made, trying to memorize his reactions...maybe even to use against him in the future. It seemed Shi was sated with mere touch for the most part, his fingers tightening ever so slowly as he continued his assault on the redhead's mouth. The smirk turned into a satisfied grin when he felt Shi's hand come up to cup his cheek, pressing himself against him in response as he let all of his frustrations with this stupid little witch into the kiss. He pulled back several long moments later, panting just slightly. Not bothering to move out of the other witch's space even after pulling away. He tilted Shi's chin up once more, releasing his neck and then leaving forward to bite it without a second thought, smoothing his tongue over the hickey starting to form when he did finally actually release him. "There." He stated simply, taking a step back, the smirk still very much there - though not as prominent. "You had something on your face. Don't worry, I got it." The hunter stated nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders as he admired his fast work of Shi's neck. He took a few more steps back, if Shi was about to panic even he wanted to give him the space to do so, even if Kai had no intention of comforting him necessarily in this moment.

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@aeviterncl / continued from here.

He hadn't gotten to him in time. He supposed that wasn't really why he was following him around, though, huh? Kai was supposed to be planning his own attempt on Shi's life, not halting every other that was made. And yet here he was, clinging to the witch like his own life might depend on it, thank god Shi was fucking out of it. Before he let himself get caught up in his own emotions he started to move Shi out of the public's eye, knowing if he really dove into them the other personality was sure to come out and he'd be fucking useless in a situation like this. He didn't take it as a great sign that Shi wasn't healing himself, watching as the witch went in and out, leaning heavily on him for support. Blue eyes widened and his hand wrapped lightly, but quickly around Shi's shaky fingers, internally screaming that he knife needed to stay where it was. Hand letting his go the moment it fell from the weapon. When Shi answered his internal thought, he blinked. had he spoken out loud? He made a mention note to dig a bit later, maybe push a few buttons to try to get answers to questions that were beginning to surface. Though, it was irrelevant right now. It's not like my life...ever mattered... Kai could have fucking stabbed him, himself, right then and there. "You're a fucking idiot." Fingers dug into Shi's skin now, knowing the other would barely feel it as he was siphoned - too far fucked for it to even matter at this point. Kai was still careful to not overdue it, immediately turning that power back on its owner and at least managing to heal the wound enough to pull the goddamn knife out. Okay, what now? Kai usually did the stabbing, he never really stuck around for clean up. Not that he didn't know how to dress a wound, but it wasn't like as a murderer he bother to carry around a fucking first aid kit. Fuck it. He stood, dragging Shi up with him and heaving him over his shoulder in an effort to support his weight in a way that didn't...hurt as much. He figured this way he wasn't directly touching his wound, though it was a little unceremoniously. "My apartment isn't far from here and you're out of immediate danger." Though he was still bleeding quite a bit, Kai having no doubt he'd have to get rid of these clothes. "Try to stay conscious, use the pain."

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@aeviterncl / based off this ask.

This blond was constantly getting in his way, and he didn't like the way he looked at him. Ansel. They were obviously friends, Shi and this cafe worker, but that didn't help how annoyed Kai was to see him every time the redhead detoured into the coffee shop by his work. And then his stupid witch asked this guy to go out and about with him, and of course Kai had to follow. He wasn't about to trust the redhead in anyone else's hands but his own, even if he could tell Ansel wasn't exactly human. After all, that wasn't always a good thing, what if Ansel was trying to accomplish the same task he was? Kai stood just on the outskirts of the festival, not concerned about losing his prey considering he'd been tracking the same person for such an unholy amount of time. He could probably find him with his eyes closed on scent alone. At this point he'd really have to put the effort into losing track of the redhead, and that simply wasn't going to happen. His eyes widened, then narrowed as he watch Shi walk back up to the blond and lean in close to him, thankful to not have something in his hands for once as he squeezed his fists at his sides in silence instead of walking over and knocking Ansel on his ass for no good reason. He didn't think Shi would be too happy with him after something like that, not that Kai tended to do things based off what Shi would want. He'd never do something like that, especially involving controlling his own impulse control. He needed to separate them, figure out a way to distract that good for nothing werewolf so he could steal Shi's attention back. It really should have been his to begin with, after all. This fucking witch.

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He cocked his head to the side for a moment when Shi directed him to wait in live with him instead of off to the side as Ansel had done. Somehow that made him feel a sense of...pride? No, that was misplaced. He did feel rather smug about Shi not wanting to fully leave his side, though.

It was interesting to note at the very least. Once they walked away from the stand, though, there really was no point in sticking around. The sentiment of Shi inviting him to walk around with him was appreciated, though he wouldn't say it, but there wasn't much more they could do with the stalls packing up. So, they continued to walk, right back up to where Kai had been watching Shi from before the redhead had come to find him after his so called friend left him alone. Kai didn't need to know the reason, he just knew it made Ansel shitty. Thank god he'd been here, his witch needed him, that much was clear. Thanks for humoring me. After a few moments, Kai let out a hum, carefully watching the way Shi was watching him. He slowed his own foot steps to match the other witch's pace, making the choice to stop completely based on assumption. "Better than expected." He was more of an observer, neither personality being overly vocal, but he still made no fuss to answer Shi’s question. His gaze lingered on his face a moment longer than it probably should have, flicking down to a piece of tangyuan straying on the side of his mouth. "Humor me..." Kai pronounced the words slowly, taking a step closer to Shi and boxing him back against the same tree he'd pushed him against before, this time with different intent. One hand remained caging Shi in against the tree while his other worked to tilt his chin up so they were sharing the same air. For several moments he didn't do anything else. Then he leaned forward and licked the bit of tangyuan off the side of his mouth, taking his lips with his own a moment later, his hand moving down from Shi's chin to gently cup his around his throat as he deepened the kiss.

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@aeviterncl / based off this ask.

This blond was constantly getting in his way, and he didn't like the way he looked at him. Ansel. They were obviously friends, Shi and this cafe worker, but that didn't help how annoyed Kai was to see him every time the redhead detoured into the coffee shop by his work. And then his stupid witch asked this guy to go out and about with him, and of course Kai had to follow. He wasn't about to trust the redhead in anyone else's hands but his own, even if he could tell Ansel wasn't exactly human. After all, that wasn't always a good thing, what if Ansel was trying to accomplish the same task he was? Kai stood just on the outskirts of the festival, not concerned about losing his prey considering he'd been tracking the same person for such an unholy amount of time. He could probably find him with his eyes closed on scent alone. At this point he'd really have to put the effort into losing track of the redhead, and that simply wasn't going to happen. His eyes widened, then narrowed as he watch Shi walk back up to the blond and lean in close to him, thankful to not have something in his hands for once as he squeezed his fists at his sides in silence instead of walking over and knocking Ansel on his ass for no good reason. He didn't think Shi would be too happy with him after something like that, not that Kai tended to do things based off what Shi would want. He'd never do something like that, especially involving controlling his own impulse control. He needed to separate them, figure out a way to distract that good for nothing werewolf so he could steal Shi's attention back. It really should have been his to begin with, after all. This fucking witch.

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Why had he grabbed his hand? What a friendly thing to do when he knew his prey would have followed him regardless. Now that he had it, though, he wasn't about to let go. There were very few times that Kai allowed himself to touch another person, and he wasn't about to give it up so easily. Especially when Shi obviously didn't seem bothered by what he'd done. Without allowing himself to give it much thought he continued forward, leading Shi back down towards the festival, his hand tightening as they made their way towards the lights. He almost stopped walking as Shi's fingers moved, curling around his hand as if they had every right to be there. Kai's hand tightened, though he wasn't sure if it was because he wanted Shi to back off or simply as a possessive reflex. Before he'd allowed himself to give either option much thought they'd made it back down to the general festival area, Kai dropping Shi's hand completely as they stood just out of the way of the general crowd. He'd simply been making sure they didn't lose each other in the dark, right? The need to continue the connection was unnecessary with the festival lights bright around them. Kai couldn't help the empty feeling he felt even though Shi was physically still next to him. Though, he shook the thought away, refusing to fully acknowledge that the two things could be connected. He looked up when spoken to, eyes moving to the stand the other witch was talking about. "Sweet." He said quick and shortly, the word said on impulse - which was probably better than not giving him an answer at all, he supposed.

[brckenprcmises]

@aeviterncl / based off this ask.

This blond was constantly getting in his way, and he didn't like the way he looked at him. Ansel. They were obviously friends, Shi and this cafe worker, but that didn't help how annoyed Kai was to see him every time the redhead detoured into the coffee shop by his work. And then his stupid witch asked this guy to go out and about with him, and of course Kai had to follow. He wasn't about to trust the redhead in anyone else's hands but his own, even if he could tell Ansel wasn't exactly human. After all, that wasn't always a good thing, what if Ansel was trying to accomplish the same task he was? Kai stood just on the outskirts of the festival, not concerned about losing his prey considering he'd been tracking the same person for such an unholy amount of time. He could probably find him with his eyes closed on scent alone. At this point he'd really have to put the effort into losing track of the redhead, and that simply wasn't going to happen. His eyes widened, then narrowed as he watch Shi walk back up to the blond and lean in close to him, thankful to not have something in his hands for once as he squeezed his fists at his sides in silence instead of walking over and knocking Ansel on his ass for no good reason. He didn't think Shi would be too happy with him after something like that, not that Kai tended to do things based off what Shi would want. He'd never do something like that, especially involving controlling his own impulse control. He needed to separate them, figure out a way to distract that good for nothing werewolf so he could steal Shi's attention back. It really should have been his to begin with, after all. This fucking witch.

[aeviterncl]

It hadn't taken long since they had shared the festival treat that he and Ansel had to part ways. It seemed that waiting in that line had eaten up more time than he really wanted, and Ansel had to go back home despite the festival still being mostly in full swing. Shi didn't blame his friend. After all, it was quite late at this point in the evening. The sun had already set and the crowd was starting to thin out a little bit.

Yet, the moment Ansel left his side, the security and solace he felt vanquished. It died the moment he no longer could see Ansel leaving from a distance, and the witch was left with that lingering feeling of eyes boring into his entire being. It was unsettling even though he knew exactly who the cause of it was.

No, the moment right now was unsettling because he was suddenly alone again.

He didn't like being alone, not in a crowd like this, not amongst a multitude of loving families who actually wanted and cared for their children.

Absentmindedly trudging away from the main road of the festival, the redhead detoured towards the route Kai had been using to tail him and Ansel tonight. The lanterns and lights didn't reach this far, so his vision simply wasn't all too reliable the further away from the festival he went, but thankfully the shadows were quick to guide him to the hunter he was desperate to see (anyone to get him away from this hollow and scary feeling of being alone).

His gaze fixed on the grassy ground and following the trail made by the shadows at his feet, Shi found himself heading more towards the trees lining the path just outside the festival grounds. And soon enough, he caught the reflection of blue hair in the moonlight. He slowed to a stop, forcing his unreasonable emotions down as he prepared himself to face Kai.

Lifting his gaze, he met the witch hunter's eyes with his own, appearing unbothered nor surprised to see him out here despite not having been invited. Without bothering with a greeting, the witch simply asked, ❝ Did you also want to come to the festival? ❞

[brckenprcmises]

The relief Kai felt as he watched Ansel finally walk away from his witch, was more than he cared to admit. That good for nothing werewolf didn't need to be around Shi anymore than he already was. Kai was out here pissed off like he had a right to be. He typically ran from those emotions, switched in the other personality at the very least so he wouldn't have to confront anything head on. In frustration, he pulled a switchblade out of his pocket, plunged it into the tree as hard as he could, and then paused. Looking down, Shi had moved from where he'd been a moment ago. Anyone else would maybe be panicking, prey lost to the wind, but his was coming right to him. It wasn't a surprise that Shi realized he was here, Kai didn't really take the care to hide himself anymore, enjoying how paranoid it made Shi feel. He pulled on the knife, closing it, and shoving it in his pocket before looking up at his prey with a smirk.

The expression dropped when he heard what Shi had to say, not sure what actually prompted the other witch to ask him. Several seconds passed before he swallowed and scolded at Shi instead. How dare he surprise him. At the very most he was expecting him to find him and then walk home, or maybe yell at him for following him out here without being invited. This though, this was interesting. Shi knew he was the hunter, and he knew he was technically here to kill him, even if Kai wasn't going to follow through with that. Here he was, though, inviting him to the festival just like he had Ansel. It honestly pissed him off that he was a second choice, but was well aware of how much of a choice he should't be at all. He almost wanted to take the switchblade back out and threaten him, but took a few steps forward and pushed Shi back into a tree instead, grabbing his hand after and yanking him back down the path. "Fine. Let's go."

[brckenprcmises]

“So you run a food blog,” Ryder mused aloud as he set down his fork. He had been curious as to why Mochi was so keen on getting the perfect photo of her orders but now it made sense. It also clued him in as to why she was so detailed with her reviews and opinions on all the cakes they had tried, but there was still one thing bugging him. Every time they tried out a new dish together, the girl was determined to get his opinion on it, and he didn’t get the why behind that.

The boy knew she wanted him to quote, collaborate, unquote with her, but he didn’t think he had the skills or reputation for it. Wouldn’t she be better off collaborating with more seasoned content creators? Why drag him into this? He’d only lower her ratings and engagement with his poorly articulated thoughts.

Pausing in his act of eating the slice of a lemon cake, he lowered his voice, muttering a bit, “But why do you need my opinion on any of this stuff for it?”

[I’m furthering the plot; @aeviterncl ]

@aeviterncl / unprompted.

The more Mochi hung out with Ryder, the more she truly started to enjoy his company. They really just got together to eat sweets, which might not seem like that big a deal to the average person, but it was one of Mochi's favorite things to do. This was special. "Mhm," She hummed an answer to him as she snapped just a few more shots of her own lemon cake, having not touched it quite yet. She often wondered if it annoyed others how into her blog she was, but all her life she'd been told to do what she loved...and she loved sweets. After her camera was set up to so she'd be able to catch her in real time reaction of her first bite, she looked over at him with a soft smile. "Oh, that's easy, I value your opinion way more than theirs," the smile on her face turned almost mischievous as her bright green eyes shined at him, "And you're way cuter too." She couldn't help the little giggle as she looked back at the camera and finally took her first bite, recording herself as she savored the treat and let out a satisfied sigh. speaking out on how the flavors were just right. Then she turned the film off, figuring she'd try her best not to actually make him uncomfortable. "Oh before I forget, I brought you some soap samples to try." She dug into her satchel and retrieved the reusable bag filled with a few different scents she'd been trying out. 'They're all labeled. Care to let me know if you really don't like one?"

[brckenprcmises]

The silence between them was deafening and not in a way that was comfortable. Shi couldn't even voice a word despite knowing this person in his home was the safer side of the person he knew. Maybe it was because he wasn't the one that actually experienced that scary moment with him that the redhead found it hard to say anything. Rather, he simply snuggled close to this timider side of Kai and pushed his shoulder against his, hoping to chase away the memory and feeling of the stabbing that happened not too long ago.

He hadn't slept well the night before either. He was tired too. He kept circling through the same two questions every single time he saw this guy, blue hair with blue eye or brown hair with brown eyes— he couldn't understand why Kai hadn't bothered to kill him yet. He was so desperate to know and ask (no, he wanted a different reason than it being just for money, which also wouldn't make sense as to why he was prolonging the final act). Then again, the person he was leaning on wasn't the hunter per se. It was the other one, the one he didn't quite know too well since he hardly said anything.

His fingers tugged the folds of Kai's sleeve, interrupting the other's process of scribbling in his journal as the witch snuggled up even more against his arm, ❝ What are you drawing this time? ❞ he asked as normally as he could manage. His eyes didn't meet Kai's at all, but rather focused on the page the other was working on.

[@aeviterncl, building up some bonding moments with personality 2]

@aeviterncl / unprompted.

This had started to become routine by this point. Kai would follow Shi around all day long until the witch managed to make his way home, and then he'd come out in the evening. He needed to be out at some point, and if Kai wasn't going to move on from Shi, there wasn't really much he could do about it -- not that he minded Shi's company, either. The more he came around, the more physically comfortable it seemed Shi started to get with him. He welcomed the push of the redhead's shoulder against his own, giving a little push back in response. Then taking a pause in what he was doing on the paper in front of him incase Shi decided to purposefully bump him again. He let out a sigh as Shi seemed to relax a bit more and allowed him to continue what he'd been working on, mindless drawing really just for something to do with his hands at this point. One of the pens Shi had gotten them for Christmas perched between his fingers and posed against the page of the notebook he'd taken claim of, pausing as the witch next to him tugged on his sleeve and caught his full attention. Eyes flicked to Shi's face the best he could manage before looking back down at the page in front of him. He looked exhausted, but the alter wasn't sure how to go about offering to let him rest against him without crossing a line. His whole body seemed to relax when Shi started to get closer to him all on his own and he could refocus his attention. "Oh, uh, just some absentminded line art." He mumbled, but made sure it was loud enough for Shi to hear him in their close proximity. The mandala in front of him was beautiful, but was simply being used as a distraction so he didn't put his full attention on the witch.

[brckenprcmises]

@aeviterncl / based off this ask.

This blond was constantly getting in his way, and he didn't like the way he looked at him. Ansel. They were obviously friends, Shi and this cafe worker, but that didn't help how annoyed Kai was to see him every time the redhead detoured into the coffee shop by his work. And then his stupid witch asked this guy to go out and about with him, and of course Kai had to follow. He wasn't about to trust the redhead in anyone else's hands but his own, even if he could tell Ansel wasn't exactly human. After all, that wasn't always a good thing, what if Ansel was trying to accomplish the same task he was? Kai stood just on the outskirts of the festival, not concerned about losing his prey considering he'd been tracking the same person for such an unholy amount of time. He could probably find him with his eyes closed on scent alone. At this point he'd really have to put the effort into losing track of the redhead, and that simply wasn't going to happen. His eyes widened, then narrowed as he watch Shi walk back up to the blond and lean in close to him, thankful to not have something in his hands for once as he squeezed his fists at his sides in silence instead of walking over and knocking Ansel on his ass for no good reason. He didn't think Shi would be too happy with him after something like that, not that Kai tended to do things based off what Shi would want. He'd never do something like that, especially involving controlling his own impulse control. He needed to separate them, figure out a way to distract that good for nothing werewolf so he could steal Shi's attention back. It really should have been his to begin with, after all. This fucking witch.

[brckenprcmises]

The night of the festival was finally here and like he had asked Ansel, Shi was there to take him to it. Dressed in garments that blended modern fashion and some traditional components, the witch had led his friend over to the festival grounds. Many people were frolicking around and were holding red lanterns of their own. Children ran around and groups of people were simply out and about chatting amongst themselves or lining up at the various stalls for the seasonal treat.

After having stood at one of those stalls himself, Shi returned to Ansel's side with a tray that held two orders of tangyuan, each paper holder having a set of 3 balls in it and a spoon to eat said dish with. He held out the tray to his friend, leaning in a bit close to make sure he could hear the explanation over all the noise.

❝ These are glutinous rice balls, ❞ he began to explain, ❝ each one has a different filling. I wasn't sure if you preferred sweet or savory, so I got us both the red bean filling and the sesame ones. The red bean paste ones are the sweeter flavor. ❞

Leaning back to give proper space again, Shi turned to look at the sight of the festival, admiring the sight of all the lanterns, firecrackers, and the sheer amount of families happily partaking in the festivities. It really had been too long since he really had gone with someone, let alone someone who he actually didn't feel so guarded with. Although, he still felt a bit anxious. He could still feel eyes on him from miles away.

Attempting to ignore the feeling of being watched, the redhead continued to casually explain some more about the treat, ❝ They say if you eat these, you'll bring good luck and happiness to your family for the new year. ❞ He sure hoped some luck would shine on himself too, for it seemed everything had been crashing and burning up until this small moment of reprieve.

[@aeviterncl]

@aeviterncl/ unprompted.

Ansel had spent so long trying to figure out what to wear, that he hadn't really had time to think about the festival itself. Which did him a whole lot of good since when She arrived, Ansel still walked out the door in normal attire. He didn't keep anything besides that and his work clothes around, and never having to really been to a festival for something like this -- he wasn't really sure what to do. There were eyes on them. He could feel it. From the walk from his apartment to the festival and clearly the whole time they were there, and Ansel had to assume it was that guy that'd been following Shi around. He wondered if She could feel it too, or if he was just picking up on Kai because of his werewolf traits. Though, Ansel wondered how much Shi usually felt the creep watching him, assuming that wise today probably felt like every other one for his friend. Either way, the guy was staying out of sight at least, Ansel carefully keeping watch of his surroundings while he waited for Shi to come back to him. It really was beautiful out here, all the lights and festive activities would pull anyone into a good mood. "Luck to my family, huh?" Ansel only really had a living brother, and they weren't really on speaking terms. Unless the pack as a whole would count as his family, but he didn't ask for clarification as he looked up and smiled at Shi. "Thank you." He took a bite of his food, letting out a little hum as he tried the red bean filling first, "This is good." The smile not leaving his face, showing not only the good time he was having, but trying to rub his friendship with Shi in Kai's face as much as he could without knowing exactly where he was.

[brckenprcmises]

❝ If I did something bad, would you hate me? ❞ the witch asked in a soft voice. He had come home to his beloved after a visit back home, and to say he was a bit weighed down about what he was continuing to hide from his partner was a bit of an understatement. Zerah found himself leaning down to rest his head on Gracie’s shoulder to hide his easy to read expression, his arms slinking around her waist as if asking for comfort.

The boy always made sure to return with every bit of blood washed and cleaned away, but sometimes, he still saw the red hue cover his hands despite knowing the physical thing was long gone. What if Gracie thought he was betraying her for the things he was doing? He was scared of her finding out about what he did during his home visits. He didn’t want her to know, didn’t want to scar her heart even more. Zerah already knew how much she suffered because of her previous asshole of a boyfriend and he didn’t want to do the same thing to her. He didn’t want to be the same as that guy, yet he felt like he was inching closer and closer to betraying her kindness and acceptance.

Zerah wished he could summon more words, but his voice died in his throat. He didn’t dare to elaborate. How could he even explain his responsibility? How could he even word it so that Gracie would still wholeheartedly and confidently accept this new layer she’d uncover about him?

Nuzzling his against her neck, he gently squeezed her and murmured against her skin, ❝ I love you, Gracie. No matter what. ❞

[@aeviterncl]

@aeviterncl / unprompted.

He was always just a little bit different every time he came back from visiting home. Zerah's words, not expected, but still not overly surprising as she stood there holding him as tightly as she could. It was moments like these that she felt he could slip through her fingers, forcing her cold hands not to shake against her boyfriend's back as she imagined the possibilities he could throw at her. "Never." She was sure of her answer without ever needing to know the true weight of those words, blindly in love with everything about Zerah. It didn't matter. Nothing mattered but keeping him at her side.

One of her hands moved into his hair as she relaxed just the slightest, the feeling of Zerah nuzzling against her making him feel even more real. It was exactly what she needed. It always took her a little bit to feel like he was really solidly with her after coming home, even though she was the one with stitching that could come undone. She didn't dare worry him in these moments with that concern, knowing she'd eventually believe he was there. What was the alternative? He'd been make believe this whole time and she'd been talking to herself? She was crazy, but not that crazy. Truly, she had to believe that. "Whatever it is." She started, closing her own eyes and talking slowly. "I'm not going anywhere. You're everything and then some, and I'll be right here when you're ready." The hand in his hair started to move, hoping to allow him to take comfort in her and relax even just a little bit. "I love you, too."

[sevxra-arts]

I can finally share this as it's now a precious friend's birthday! This is a drawing of our OC ship featuring Zerah (my OC) and Gracie (their OC).

They're so in love~

[aeviterncl]

@brckenprcmises, happy birthday once more, bestie!