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House Hunting || Avery & Blue

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“Defensible?” An odd choice of focus for anyone but him. Giggling, she shook her head, glancing at the windows they passed. “I should hope it was. That’s the most important room in any home. Everything good happens in a kitchen.” Unfortunately none of the windows opened to a kitchen. No sneak peaks for her after all. Stopping and grabbing his arm she pointed to a door a few homes down. “Is that it? I can’t read the number from this angle.” Truthfully she wasn’t sure if she was ready. It would all be real once they walked through the door, and there out on the sidewalk she could forget for a moment that they weren’t getting married for love but for peace.

Avery nodded, still glancing around for overhangs and other territorial threats. But so far the street was quite acceptable. “Hmmm … I would usually disagree with you on that one but I suppose we can mate there as well as anywhere else.” Avery replied quite seriously before stepping back to see if he could see the number on the door. “Yes. I think so. That appears to be the correct number.”

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“Avery!” She squealed, turning around to see if anyone overheard. “You can’t say things like that. Someone could hear you.” Not finding any scandalized faces staring at them Blue settled, pulling his arm to get them moving again. If that was his conversation choice then at least they could be in private. “I was talking about the good smells, food, company... do you think we’ll be settled someplace by Beltane? I’d love to be able to make bread this year.”

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House Hunting || Avery & Blue

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“Defensible?” An odd choice of focus for anyone but him. Giggling, she shook her head, glancing at the windows they passed. “I should hope it was. That’s the most important room in any home. Everything good happens in a kitchen.” Unfortunately none of the windows opened to a kitchen. No sneak peaks for her after all. Stopping and grabbing his arm she pointed to a door a few homes down. “Is that it? I can’t read the number from this angle.” Truthfully she wasn’t sure if she was ready. It would all be real once they walked through the door, and there out on the sidewalk she could forget for a moment that they weren’t getting married for love but for peace.

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Love and Marriage || Dozer & Blue

Nervous, without any good reason, Blue smoothed her skirt over her knees chasing away imaginary wrinkles as she waited. Avery’s sister had been lovely when they met, but now that she wasn’t on pain medication the little witch couldn’t help worrying over whether or not Dozer approved. Looking up upon hearing the cafe door open she waved and called out. “Hello! I didn’t know what you liked so I just ordered you a cookie, but I can go get your drink if you’d like?” Already she was standing, purse in hand. It would have been terribly rude to invite her out for coffee without buying. “If you want one, I should say. Shouldn’t assume I’m sorry.”

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House Hunting || Avery & Blue

Fresh air and direct sunlight had Blue feeling like she was blooming after a long winter. Of course she understood why she had to stay in the infirmary as long as she did, but that didn’t mean she enjoyed it. If Avery hadn’t read to her or visited so often she was sure she’d have gone mad. Or at least get a strong case of the blues. Walking down the street, tucking herself close to his side she couldn’t help the excited bounce in her step.  “This is a darling neighborhood.” She smiled up at her wolf. “Do you know what the kitchen is like in this apartment?” 

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My Brother’s Keeper || Blue & Doz

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The shy smile vanished as soon as she introduced herself. In its place was a wide grin. She was beautiful, just like her brother. How lucky they were, having each other. “Oh goodness his sister! Well it’s nice to meet you, Dozer. My name is Bluebell but most people call me Blue.” She started maneuvering into a sitting position leaning heavily on her good arm. “I’d shake your hand but... I’m not supposed to move it. Is he alright? Avery seemed more than a little upset before I drifted off?”

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the injured bunny | avery & blue

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“Thank you.” Water never tasted so sweet before. Closing her eyes for just a moment she relished the feeling of it smoothing our the roughness in her throat. Opening them, she couldn’t help but feel selfish for missing the warmth that always came with being near him. Her free hand wasn’t so free holding water, and at a loss for how to ask him to hold her hand (like a child) Blue settled for turning towards him. Unlike a child she was able to keep her lips from poking out into a pout as she did. “You don’t have any family you want to be there for it? Or any family traditions? I don’t need anything elaborate. Just something small and simple and easy to plan while looking for an apartment.”

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My Brother’s Keeper || Blue & Doz

As Avery still felt a need to patrol, Dei had opted to sit at his beloved’s bedside, scrolling on her phone.  This pretty little witch was to be the newest part of her family, and as Avery seemed to like her, she was willing to give the girl a chance.   At first glance she seemed rather weak and fragile, but the werewolf didn’t want to judge too harshly, glancing over at her occasionally until she noticed the girl waking up.  “Hey.  You’re awake.”

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Waking up to white walls and a stranger was unsettling to say the least. Air caught in her throat and she shifted too fast for her shoulder to not freeze in pain before she remembered she was safe. “Sorry. I guess I wasn’t expecting to see someone there. Ah. Good morning?” Blue offered a small smile. With no idea who was at her sickbed she jumped to the firstborn logical conclusion. “Are you with the doctors? Or do you need insurance information because if you do I’d have to go get my card from my room...”

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freyakniight:

     “but–” freya knew they wouldn’t be of any good to the others if she made her state even worse than it already was, but she couldn’t help it. she couldn’t just lay there and wait for someone to come inform her about her fiance. “i need to find him… i need to know he’s okay.”

Blue propped herself up on her good elbow, wincing. “He needs you to heal, ma’am.” Thank goodness Avery had been there when she woke up or she was sure she’d be saying the same things as the other. “What’s his name? We can ask everyone who comes in if they’ve seen him and I’ll ask my fiance to look for him next time he’s in here. It’s not a lot, but it’s what we can do for now, okay?” 

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the injured bunny | avery & blue

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averyxsinclair:

Avery traced a thumb over a bruised cheekbone, barely touching the young female. “You are injured.” he protested, clearly grumpy at the very idea of the little Witch having sustained any wound.  With great care he touched his cheek to hers and flicked his tongue to lick her skin. The medicine tasted terrible so he didn’t lick her again. “We will find our own den after this. Once everyone is back and safe. You and your coven can ward it … somewhere we can be safe. Where I can keep you safe.” he whispered. He didn’t mention his concerns than this entire lockdown would end in a bloodthirsty battle. He didn’t want to worry her. He would get her out or die trying. Then he would take her to the mountains where she could heal in peace and the Wolves would learn to live with a little Witch in their midst. 

If she hadn’t been hurt she would have jumped out of her skin when she felt the slippery wetness that could only be a tongue. Hurt as she was, though, she could only yelp in surprise. “My dad separated from our coven when he married my stepmom, but I’ve met a few witches I can ask to help with that.” Latching on to plans seemed to calm him down, something she was desperate to do. Her good arm reached out and fumbled for his hand. “Once we have the ceremony we’ll move out of the hotel. We’ll have to go to Ikea... What kind of wedding do you want? Do you know if I’m allowed to have something to drink?” 

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the injured bunny | avery & blue

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averyxsinclair:

“As you wish little bunny.” Avery murmured. “Your shoulder?” He leaned forward to sniff the spot the medicine scent made him sneeze. Well that did explain why he hadn’t heard from Trevor. the Alpha must have been hunting his very own bunny and the ones who did her harm. Avery ran his fingertips over her cheek. “Posie is still missing, along with some others….” he replied vaguely, although to be honest he didn’t know - having spent most of his time hovering over her or checking on those who were important to him, “I am sorry I was not there to protect you Blue. I won’t let you down again. I promise you.” Avery felt the rare but still unpalatable taste of failure. He did not like to let down those he had pledged himself to and he had assured her of his protection and asked her to trust his strength. On the first opportunity he had not been there when she needed him. 

The giggle at his sneezing died when he told her the news. Nothing they’d done had helped. She shut her eyes against the burning of tears, forcing herself to believe everyone missing was alright, that they’d be home soon. “What do you mean let me down? I can’t imagine you’d ever do that.” Someone who took his responsibilities as seriously as her wolf just wasn’t capable of letting her down. Very few people were, as it turned out. Still, when she gathered up the courage to open her eyes again she could see the upset plain on his face. “Avery. It’s okay. I’m okay.” 

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What is your favorite comfort food?

Apple pie. Get a good sized piece while it’s still warm, plop on some vanilla ice cream, and curl up with a good romance novel and there’s nothing that that can’t fix. 

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Would you rather have nipples that scream constantly or a tongue that interrupts you every time you try to talk?

Talking nipples on their own are terrifying why do we need to make them scream? I have enough nightmares I don’t need the help. Besides, I’ve already made my peace with a tongue that doesn’t cooperate when I try to talk, so that one. 

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Ask away!

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the injured bunny | avery & blue

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Avery stepped forward, brushing a hand over the top of Blue’s dark head. “I am here little Witch. Settle yourself. I am not harmed but we cannot say the same about you.” He leaned in and grumbled softly.  “Be still my bunny. I need to keep you safe. You must stay here.” He leaned in to brush his cheek against hers. “How do you feel? How are you wounded?”

“I like bunny better than witch.” She mumbled as close to grumpy as she could get. Easier to pretend he liked her that way. There was a throbbing in her shoulder but at least she didn’t let him down; at least she proved she wouldn’t be a complete burden. Hopefully. “My shoulder is, ah, well I’m sure the doctors are doing their best, but it hurts. Is Posie back?” 

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     “ngh–” letting out a quiet grunt, freya tried to move in the bed a bit, though she couldn’t find the strength to do so. barely able to keep her eyes open, her eyelashes fluttered as she attempted at glancing around, mumbling softly. “my fiance…” panic kicking in, she dared to try and move again, desperate to find him.

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“Would want you to rest and get better,” Blue said from her bed. If she could she’d be up at right next to the woman trying to calm her that way. Avery did it for her, and it worked much better than someone talking at her from another bed. “We’re no use to any of them hurt.” 

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the injured bunny | avery & blue

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Avery was livid but not at the Council, his assigned mate or anyone else. He was furious with himself. He had been taking it slow, given the small female her space and trying to lure her. This is what he got for going against his natural instinct. The female was injured and he had not been there to offer her protection. It was the one thing he offered, the one thing he did well and he had failed her completely. He was deeply ashamed. He hated that feeling. He crouched by her bed, trying hard not to growl as the healers continued to tend to her. They tried to shoo him away but the best he would offer was to give them room to work. He had to see her eyes open again.

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Before, years ago, Mr. Briggs had kept Bluebell from any news on the state of supernatural affairs. People were getting hurt, she knew, but she never knew how bad the war had been until it was over. Before, her stepmother made sure she knew if her father was hurt that she would be the cause of it. He would have gotten hurt to protect her, she’d say, and he wouldn’t be risking so much if Belle wasn’t so useless.  Earlier, she’d gone out to help; her new friends were in danger and no one was keeping her from helping this time. So she’d thought. 

Wards, they needed protective wards. There were so many though, and her fingers kept getting stuck in the air, stuck stuck stuck. Cool pain shot through her right arm as she tried to form a different a different spell, fingers twitching against something soft at the effort. Stuck, always stuck... In fabric? Bedsheets. The sounds of fighting had been swapped for machines beeping. Disoriented, her eyes snapped open, blinking a few times to focus on the strange room. “Avery! Are you hurt?” Her voice was thick with sleep, but she started to push herself up to examine him. 

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