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@just-spine
Okay so because I don't use Spine often, I have decided to open up the ask and anon to y'all. Send Questions, Headcanons, Ideas and whatever you want.
Mod is burnt out, needs something to do, and doesn't want to give up at only 10 am so please send stuff!
RAAAAAAAH I FOUND MY EMAIL AND PASSWORD BABYYYYYYY
*Lucio runs into the room with Annie close on his heels* Lucio wait!
*Spine was infinitely better, he could even stand and was starting some physical therapy to walk and use his new prosthetic! He was keeping himself steady with a walker, holding on to it tightly with a doctor next to him trying to help him when Lucio run in*
*He looked down at his son and grinned* Lucio! Hey! *he let go and tried to reach out to pick him up, but fell over instead* Ah, fuck that hurt. Slow down big guy, be careful!
*Lucio cooed and babbled, hugging him* dadada
*he hugged him back, he was still in a lot of pain but he wasn't just going to leave his baby hanging* yeah, dada! That's me *he smiled and kissed his forehead* Dada missed you too
*Lucio smiled and clapped his hands together before leaning back to where he was almost falling out of Spine's arms*
CAREFUL! *he scrambled and moved his arms to stop Lucio* Don't do that! What if you hit your head and got hurt?
*the very polite and totally not annoyed doctor behind him cleared her throat, reminding him where he was* I'll see you again in 30 minutes *she bowed her head to him and Lucio before she left the room, moving out of the way for Annie to come in*
*Annie was just watching, waiting to see if she needed to step in*
*Lucio screamed excitedly when he was caught, clearly trusting that Spine wouldn't let him fall as he attempted to do it again*
*he caught him once again, deciding to hold him with one arm as he used the other to force himself to stand up* Lucio stop *baby was gonna give his daddy a heart attack*
*he giggled and cooed happily, holding onto Spine with a little smile*
*he sighed in relief that Lucio maybe probably hopefully listened to him this time* Yeah, stay still just like that. You're absolutely precious, you know that?
*he blew bubbles with his spit and leaned toward him this time* Dada
He really loves you huh? *Annie walked over and sat on the edge of Spine's bed with a smile* he kept saying Dada so I think he was asking for you.
*He laughed and hugged his son* Really? Well I love him too, and I love that he's finally saying Daddy *a sad smile creeped it's way in* I just.... I wish.... I know for sure he would love his Momma like this too.
... You'll get her back. I know you will. You love her too much to lose her forever. The gods wouldn't do that to you.
If the Gods thought like that, then the twins wouldn't exist because that fucker of a man I call uncle wouldn't have been here, working for the Queen. Even if the war still went the way it did back then though, kind Gods wouldn't have taken my mom.... I mean, for fucks sake, with everything that's happened to me and the little guys life, how do we even know that there's kind Gods?
*she seemed a little shocked at the outburst* oh... I take it you aren't a religious man? I'm sorry. I didn't mean any offense
....it's...fine, I guess. You didn't know don't worry, just...why even worship Gods if all they do is hurt you and take away the things you love?
*she seems to think for a moment, placing her hands on her stomach* probably because it's easier to think that there has to be a reason, than that you probably did something wrong. If I think the gods decided for me then it's not my fault. I don't believe in benevolent gods. But I believe in fair gods. I trust that the pain will be balanced out in the end.
.... *he looked down at Lucio and started to think. Spine still struggled to sleep some nights, he'd sleep on the floor of Lucio's room just in case someone tried to take him away. He struggled to even go to and from work, his car was suffocatingly small like a coffin*
*but he had safety. He had a home, a stable home where he didn't have to worry about moving every few months. He had friends, well he had at least one, and he had some resemblance of a supportive family. Most important of all though, he had Lucio*
*he didn't know if it was equal, but he wouldn't give his son up for anything—nothing in this world or the next mattered so much to him*
*she cleared her throat softly* the Duchess said you're free to leave as soon as you're feeling better. Or stay if you want.
...I'll stay for a while. Just to get used to the prosthetic, and hopefully I can start to spend more time with my sisters. *he smiled at Lucio, nuzzling his nose* Thank you for watching him, and sorry about getting so...angry. This whole situation is just so stressful for all of us, I didn't mean to lash out so harshly at you or at the comment.
I understand, my lord. I wouldn't hold it against you. *she smiles gently*
*Lucio runs into the room with Annie close on his heels* Lucio wait!
*Spine was infinitely better, he could even stand and was starting some physical therapy to walk and use his new prosthetic! He was keeping himself steady with a walker, holding on to it tightly with a doctor next to him trying to help him when Lucio run in*
*He looked down at his son and grinned* Lucio! Hey! *he let go and tried to reach out to pick him up, but fell over instead* Ah, fuck that hurt. Slow down big guy, be careful!
*Lucio cooed and babbled, hugging him* dadada
*he hugged him back, he was still in a lot of pain but he wasn't just going to leave his baby hanging* yeah, dada! That's me *he smiled and kissed his forehead* Dada missed you too
*Lucio smiled and clapped his hands together before leaning back to where he was almost falling out of Spine's arms*
CAREFUL! *he scrambled and moved his arms to stop Lucio* Don't do that! What if you hit your head and got hurt?
*the very polite and totally not annoyed doctor behind him cleared her throat, reminding him where he was* I'll see you again in 30 minutes *she bowed her head to him and Lucio before she left the room, moving out of the way for Annie to come in*
*Annie was just watching, waiting to see if she needed to step in*
*Lucio screamed excitedly when he was caught, clearly trusting that Spine wouldn't let him fall as he attempted to do it again*
*he caught him once again, deciding to hold him with one arm as he used the other to force himself to stand up* Lucio stop *baby was gonna give his daddy a heart attack*
*he giggled and cooed happily, holding onto Spine with a little smile*
*he sighed in relief that Lucio maybe probably hopefully listened to him this time* Yeah, stay still just like that. You're absolutely precious, you know that?
*he blew bubbles with his spit and leaned toward him this time* Dada
He really loves you huh? *Annie walked over and sat on the edge of Spine's bed with a smile* he kept saying Dada so I think he was asking for you.
*He laughed and hugged his son* Really? Well I love him too, and I love that he's finally saying Daddy *a sad smile creeped it's way in* I just.... I wish.... I know for sure he would love his Momma like this too.
... You'll get her back. I know you will. You love her too much to lose her forever. The gods wouldn't do that to you.
If the Gods thought like that, then the twins wouldn't exist because that fucker of a man I call uncle wouldn't have been here, working for the Queen. Even if the war still went the way it did back then though, kind Gods wouldn't have taken my mom.... I mean, for fucks sake, with everything that's happened to me and the little guys life, how do we even know that there's kind Gods?
*she seemed a little shocked at the outburst* oh... I take it you aren't a religious man? I'm sorry. I didn't mean any offense
....it's...fine, I guess. You didn't know don't worry, just...why even worship Gods if all they do is hurt you and take away the things you love?
*she seems to think for a moment, placing her hands on her stomach* probably because it's easier to think that there has to be a reason, than that you probably did something wrong. If I think the gods decided for me then it's not my fault. I don't believe in benevolent gods. But I believe in fair gods. I trust that the pain will be balanced out in the end.
.... *he looked down at Lucio and started to think. Spine still struggled to sleep some nights, he'd sleep on the floor of Lucio's room just in case someone tried to take him away. He struggled to even go to and from work, his car was suffocatingly small like a coffin*
*but he had safety. He had a home, a stable home where he didn't have to worry about moving every few months. He had friends, well he had at least one, and he had some resemblance of a supportive family. Most important of all though, he had Lucio*
*he didn't know if it was equal, but he wouldn't give his son up for anything—nothing in this world or the next mattered so much to him*
*she cleared her throat softly* the Duchess said you're free to leave as soon as you're feeling better. Or stay if you want.
...I'll stay for a while. Just to get used to the prosthetic, and hopefully I can start to spend more time with my sisters. *he smiled at Lucio, nuzzling his nose* Thank you for watching him, and sorry about getting so...angry. This whole situation is just so stressful for all of us, I didn't mean to lash out so harshly at you or at the comment.
*Lucio runs into the room with Annie close on his heels* Lucio wait!
*Spine was infinitely better, he could even stand and was starting some physical therapy to walk and use his new prosthetic! He was keeping himself steady with a walker, holding on to it tightly with a doctor next to him trying to help him when Lucio run in*
*He looked down at his son and grinned* Lucio! Hey! *he let go and tried to reach out to pick him up, but fell over instead* Ah, fuck that hurt. Slow down big guy, be careful!
*Lucio cooed and babbled, hugging him* dadada
*he hugged him back, he was still in a lot of pain but he wasn't just going to leave his baby hanging* yeah, dada! That's me *he smiled and kissed his forehead* Dada missed you too
*Lucio smiled and clapped his hands together before leaning back to where he was almost falling out of Spine's arms*
CAREFUL! *he scrambled and moved his arms to stop Lucio* Don't do that! What if you hit your head and got hurt?
*the very polite and totally not annoyed doctor behind him cleared her throat, reminding him where he was* I'll see you again in 30 minutes *she bowed her head to him and Lucio before she left the room, moving out of the way for Annie to come in*
*Annie was just watching, waiting to see if she needed to step in*
*Lucio screamed excitedly when he was caught, clearly trusting that Spine wouldn't let him fall as he attempted to do it again*
*he caught him once again, deciding to hold him with one arm as he used the other to force himself to stand up* Lucio stop *baby was gonna give his daddy a heart attack*
*he giggled and cooed happily, holding onto Spine with a little smile*
*he sighed in relief that Lucio maybe probably hopefully listened to him this time* Yeah, stay still just like that. You're absolutely precious, you know that?
*he blew bubbles with his spit and leaned toward him this time* Dada
He really loves you huh? *Annie walked over and sat on the edge of Spine's bed with a smile* he kept saying Dada so I think he was asking for you.
*He laughed and hugged his son* Really? Well I love him too, and I love that he's finally saying Daddy *a sad smile creeped it's way in* I just.... I wish.... I know for sure he would love his Momma like this too.
... You'll get her back. I know you will. You love her too much to lose her forever. The gods wouldn't do that to you.
If the Gods thought like that, then the twins wouldn't exist because that fucker of a man I call uncle wouldn't have been here, working for the Queen. Even if the war still went the way it did back then though, kind Gods wouldn't have taken my mom.... I mean, for fucks sake, with everything that's happened to me and the little guys life, how do we even know that there's kind Gods?
*she seemed a little shocked at the outburst* oh... I take it you aren't a religious man? I'm sorry. I didn't mean any offense
....it's...fine, I guess. You didn't know don't worry, just...why even worship Gods if all they do is hurt you and take away the things you love?
*she seems to think for a moment, placing her hands on her stomach* probably because it's easier to think that there has to be a reason, than that you probably did something wrong. If I think the gods decided for me then it's not my fault. I don't believe in benevolent gods. But I believe in fair gods. I trust that the pain will be balanced out in the end.
.... *he looked down at Lucio and started to think. Spine still struggled to sleep some nights, he'd sleep on the floor of Lucio's room just in case someone tried to take him away. He struggled to even go to and from work, his car was suffocatingly small like a coffin*
*but he had safety. He had a home, a stable home where he didn't have to worry about moving every few months. He had friends, well he had at least one, and he had some resemblance of a supportive family. Most important of all though, he had Lucio*
*he didn't know if it was equal, but he wouldn't give his son up for anything—nothing in this world or the next mattered so much to him*
*Lucio runs into the room with Annie close on his heels* Lucio wait!
*Spine was infinitely better, he could even stand and was starting some physical therapy to walk and use his new prosthetic! He was keeping himself steady with a walker, holding on to it tightly with a doctor next to him trying to help him when Lucio run in*
*He looked down at his son and grinned* Lucio! Hey! *he let go and tried to reach out to pick him up, but fell over instead* Ah, fuck that hurt. Slow down big guy, be careful!
*Lucio cooed and babbled, hugging him* dadada
*he hugged him back, he was still in a lot of pain but he wasn't just going to leave his baby hanging* yeah, dada! That's me *he smiled and kissed his forehead* Dada missed you too
*Lucio smiled and clapped his hands together before leaning back to where he was almost falling out of Spine's arms*
CAREFUL! *he scrambled and moved his arms to stop Lucio* Don't do that! What if you hit your head and got hurt?
*the very polite and totally not annoyed doctor behind him cleared her throat, reminding him where he was* I'll see you again in 30 minutes *she bowed her head to him and Lucio before she left the room, moving out of the way for Annie to come in*
*Annie was just watching, waiting to see if she needed to step in*
*Lucio screamed excitedly when he was caught, clearly trusting that Spine wouldn't let him fall as he attempted to do it again*
*he caught him once again, deciding to hold him with one arm as he used the other to force himself to stand up* Lucio stop *baby was gonna give his daddy a heart attack*
*he giggled and cooed happily, holding onto Spine with a little smile*
*he sighed in relief that Lucio maybe probably hopefully listened to him this time* Yeah, stay still just like that. You're absolutely precious, you know that?
*he blew bubbles with his spit and leaned toward him this time* Dada
He really loves you huh? *Annie walked over and sat on the edge of Spine's bed with a smile* he kept saying Dada so I think he was asking for you.
*He laughed and hugged his son* Really? Well I love him too, and I love that he's finally saying Daddy *a sad smile creeped it's way in* I just.... I wish.... I know for sure he would love his Momma like this too.
... You'll get her back. I know you will. You love her too much to lose her forever. The gods wouldn't do that to you.
If the Gods thought like that, then the twins wouldn't exist because that fucker of a man I call uncle wouldn't have been here, working for the Queen. Even if the war still went the way it did back then though, kind Gods wouldn't have taken my mom.... I mean, for fucks sake, with everything that's happened to me and the little guys life, how do we even know that there's kind Gods?
*she seemed a little shocked at the outburst* oh... I take it you aren't a religious man? I'm sorry. I didn't mean any offense
....it's...fine, I guess. You didn't know don't worry, just...why even worship Gods if all they do is hurt you and take away the things you love?
*Lucio runs into the room with Annie close on his heels* Lucio wait!
*Spine was infinitely better, he could even stand and was starting some physical therapy to walk and use his new prosthetic! He was keeping himself steady with a walker, holding on to it tightly with a doctor next to him trying to help him when Lucio run in*
*He looked down at his son and grinned* Lucio! Hey! *he let go and tried to reach out to pick him up, but fell over instead* Ah, fuck that hurt. Slow down big guy, be careful!
*Lucio cooed and babbled, hugging him* dadada
*he hugged him back, he was still in a lot of pain but he wasn't just going to leave his baby hanging* yeah, dada! That's me *he smiled and kissed his forehead* Dada missed you too
*Lucio smiled and clapped his hands together before leaning back to where he was almost falling out of Spine's arms*
CAREFUL! *he scrambled and moved his arms to stop Lucio* Don't do that! What if you hit your head and got hurt?
*the very polite and totally not annoyed doctor behind him cleared her throat, reminding him where he was* I'll see you again in 30 minutes *she bowed her head to him and Lucio before she left the room, moving out of the way for Annie to come in*
*Annie was just watching, waiting to see if she needed to step in*
*Lucio screamed excitedly when he was caught, clearly trusting that Spine wouldn't let him fall as he attempted to do it again*
*he caught him once again, deciding to hold him with one arm as he used the other to force himself to stand up* Lucio stop *baby was gonna give his daddy a heart attack*
*he giggled and cooed happily, holding onto Spine with a little smile*
*he sighed in relief that Lucio maybe probably hopefully listened to him this time* Yeah, stay still just like that. You're absolutely precious, you know that?
*he blew bubbles with his spit and leaned toward him this time* Dada
He really loves you huh? *Annie walked over and sat on the edge of Spine's bed with a smile* he kept saying Dada so I think he was asking for you.
*He laughed and hugged his son* Really? Well I love him too, and I love that he's finally saying Daddy *a sad smile creeped it's way in* I just.... I wish.... I know for sure he would love his Momma like this too.
... You'll get her back. I know you will. You love her too much to lose her forever. The gods wouldn't do that to you.
If the Gods thought like that, then the twins wouldn't exist because that fucker of a man I call uncle wouldn't have been here, working for the Queen. Even if the war still went the way it did back then though, kind Gods wouldn't have taken my mom.... I mean, for fucks sake, with everything that's happened to me and the little guys life, how do we even know that there's kind Gods?
*Lucio runs into the room with Annie close on his heels* Lucio wait!
*Spine was infinitely better, he could even stand and was starting some physical therapy to walk and use his new prosthetic! He was keeping himself steady with a walker, holding on to it tightly with a doctor next to him trying to help him when Lucio run in*
*He looked down at his son and grinned* Lucio! Hey! *he let go and tried to reach out to pick him up, but fell over instead* Ah, fuck that hurt. Slow down big guy, be careful!
*Lucio cooed and babbled, hugging him* dadada
*he hugged him back, he was still in a lot of pain but he wasn't just going to leave his baby hanging* yeah, dada! That's me *he smiled and kissed his forehead* Dada missed you too
*Lucio smiled and clapped his hands together before leaning back to where he was almost falling out of Spine's arms*
CAREFUL! *he scrambled and moved his arms to stop Lucio* Don't do that! What if you hit your head and got hurt?
*the very polite and totally not annoyed doctor behind him cleared her throat, reminding him where he was* I'll see you again in 30 minutes *she bowed her head to him and Lucio before she left the room, moving out of the way for Annie to come in*
*Annie was just watching, waiting to see if she needed to step in*
*Lucio screamed excitedly when he was caught, clearly trusting that Spine wouldn't let him fall as he attempted to do it again*
*he caught him once again, deciding to hold him with one arm as he used the other to force himself to stand up* Lucio stop *baby was gonna give his daddy a heart attack*
*he giggled and cooed happily, holding onto Spine with a little smile*
*he sighed in relief that Lucio maybe probably hopefully listened to him this time* Yeah, stay still just like that. You're absolutely precious, you know that?
*he blew bubbles with his spit and leaned toward him this time* Dada
He really loves you huh? *Annie walked over and sat on the edge of Spine's bed with a smile* he kept saying Dada so I think he was asking for you.
*He laughed and hugged his son* Really? Well I love him too, and I love that he's finally saying Daddy *a sad smile creeped it's way in* I just.... I wish.... I know for sure he would love his Momma like this too.
*Lucio runs into the room with Annie close on his heels* Lucio wait!
*Spine was infinitely better, he could even stand and was starting some physical therapy to walk and use his new prosthetic! He was keeping himself steady with a walker, holding on to it tightly with a doctor next to him trying to help him when Lucio run in*
*He looked down at his son and grinned* Lucio! Hey! *he let go and tried to reach out to pick him up, but fell over instead* Ah, fuck that hurt. Slow down big guy, be careful!
*Lucio cooed and babbled, hugging him* dadada
*he hugged him back, he was still in a lot of pain but he wasn't just going to leave his baby hanging* yeah, dada! That's me *he smiled and kissed his forehead* Dada missed you too
*Lucio smiled and clapped his hands together before leaning back to where he was almost falling out of Spine's arms*
CAREFUL! *he scrambled and moved his arms to stop Lucio* Don't do that! What if you hit your head and got hurt?
*the very polite and totally not annoyed doctor behind him cleared her throat, reminding him where he was* I'll see you again in 30 minutes *she bowed her head to him and Lucio before she left the room, moving out of the way for Annie to come in*
*Annie was just watching, waiting to see if she needed to step in*
*Lucio screamed excitedly when he was caught, clearly trusting that Spine wouldn't let him fall as he attempted to do it again*
*he caught him once again, deciding to hold him with one arm as he used the other to force himself to stand up* Lucio stop *baby was gonna give his daddy a heart attack*
*he giggled and cooed happily, holding onto Spine with a little smile*
*he sighed in relief that Lucio maybe probably hopefully listened to him this time* Yeah, stay still just like that. You're absolutely precious, you know that?
*Lucio runs into the room with Annie close on his heels* Lucio wait!
*Spine was infinitely better, he could even stand and was starting some physical therapy to walk and use his new prosthetic! He was keeping himself steady with a walker, holding on to it tightly with a doctor next to him trying to help him when Lucio run in*
*He looked down at his son and grinned* Lucio! Hey! *he let go and tried to reach out to pick him up, but fell over instead* Ah, fuck that hurt. Slow down big guy, be careful!
*Lucio cooed and babbled, hugging him* dadada
*he hugged him back, he was still in a lot of pain but he wasn't just going to leave his baby hanging* yeah, dada! That's me *he smiled and kissed his forehead* Dada missed you too
*Lucio smiled and clapped his hands together before leaning back to where he was almost falling out of Spine's arms*
CAREFUL! *he scrambled and moved his arms to stop Lucio* Don't do that! What if you hit your head and got hurt?
*the very polite and totally not annoyed doctor behind him cleared her throat, reminding him where he was* I'll see you again in 30 minutes *she bowed her head to him and Lucio before she left the room, moving out of the way for Annie to come in*
*Annie was just watching, waiting to see if she needed to step in*
*Lucio screamed excitedly when he was caught, clearly trusting that Spine wouldn't let him fall as he attempted to do it again*
*he caught him once again, deciding to hold him with one arm as he used the other to force himself to stand up* Lucio stop *baby was gonna give his daddy a heart attack*
*Lucio runs into the room with Annie close on his heels* Lucio wait!
*Spine was infinitely better, he could even stand and was starting some physical therapy to walk and use his new prosthetic! He was keeping himself steady with a walker, holding on to it tightly with a doctor next to him trying to help him when Lucio run in*
*He looked down at his son and grinned* Lucio! Hey! *he let go and tried to reach out to pick him up, but fell over instead* Ah, fuck that hurt. Slow down big guy, be careful!
*Lucio cooed and babbled, hugging him* dadada
*he hugged him back, he was still in a lot of pain but he wasn't just going to leave his baby hanging* yeah, dada! That's me *he smiled and kissed his forehead* Dada missed you too
*Lucio smiled and clapped his hands together before leaning back to where he was almost falling out of Spine's arms*
CAREFUL! *he scrambled and moved his arms to stop Lucio* Don't do that! What if you hit your head and got hurt?
*the very polite and totally not annoyed doctor behind him cleared her throat, reminding him where he was* I'll see you again in 30 minutes *she bowed her head to him and Lucio before she left the room, moving out of the way for Annie to come in*
*Lucio runs into the room with Annie close on his heels* Lucio wait!
*Spine was infinitely better, he could even stand and was starting some physical therapy to walk and use his new prosthetic! He was keeping himself steady with a walker, holding on to it tightly with a doctor next to him trying to help him when Lucio run in*
*He looked down at his son and grinned* Lucio! Hey! *he let go and tried to reach out to pick him up, but fell over instead* Ah, fuck that hurt. Slow down big guy, be careful!
*Lucio cooed and babbled, hugging him* dadada
*he hugged him back, he was still in a lot of pain but he wasn't just going to leave his baby hanging* yeah, dada! That's me *he smiled and kissed his forehead* Dada missed you too
*Lucio runs into the room with Annie close on his heels* Lucio wait!
*Spine was infinitely better, he could even stand and was starting some physical therapy to walk and use his new prosthetic! He was keeping himself steady with a walker, holding on to it tightly with a doctor next to him trying to help him when Lucio run in*
*He looked down at his son and grinned* Lucio! Hey! *he let go and tried to reach out to pick him up, but fell over instead* Ah, fuck that hurt. Slow down big guy, be careful!
*Bathbomb walks into the infirmary, looking almost perfect health this time. There's a team of nurses following after her with a large amount of blood for him. She's holding a wine glass filled with blood as well* good morning~ you should thank your sister for holding a blood drive
*the boy was definitely healing now, despite his wishes to be swept under the rug and ignore his sister ACTUALLY helped him. He pursed his lips, nippling on them a little* Wow, that's....that's a lot of blood. Petty didn't have to do this, everyone at the drive is okay right? *he didn't even realize how hungry and starved he was until he almost started slobbering halfway through his sentence*
*she nodded and stepped back for them to start letting him feed* all safe and adequately compensated. Eat. We might be having a guest soon and I don't want to be the only one dealing with him.
*he forced himself to sit up, pressing a little button on the side to have the bed move too as he looked at her, curious and confused* Might? Why're you unsure? And why can Petty deal with him? The Little Duchess would definitely benefit from dealing with unwanted guests.
Because I'm not sure how willing my brother is to come when he knows I don't want him here. *she sighed and sat down next to him, flinching slightly at the words 'little duchess' but not commenting on it* Petty likely is dealing with him already, but you should probably meet him too.
Brother?! *he had started to feed when she casually dropped that and chocked on the blood a bit, coughing and trying to not accidentally spit it out* You have one? And he's alive?!
I have two siblings. Both brothers. Both alive. At least last I knew.
Last has been dimension hopping in the fae lands since he was 19, time distortion has him only in his 40s I believe? And Lars was kidnapped by some God or something. I don't know, I don't keep tabs on them
Why the fuck am I only learning I have uncles, not an uncle but UNCLES, now? Especially when they somehow they have a history that manages to one-up mine?
Because Lars is 18 years younger than me and I only knew of him for a very short time before believing him dead. And.... I don't like to talk about my older brother. What happened between us is best left buried with our father.
....then why's he visiting? If things are still on bad terms, why invite him over?
To see his daughter maybe? Or meet you and the others? Those are questions for Last. I can't speak on his motivations
Petty? But I thought you had her family, you know, killed? Besides, how could he know who I am?
Last has a habit of gallivanting the wilde lands. He was on one of his little excursions during the assassination and was spared because of his neglect of the family.
When he isn't getting involved in wars he has no part in, he unfortunately makes an effort to see the family and meet any additions, or pay his respects to losses. If nothing else, I'm sure he's heard about you.
You really don't like him...I thought siblings only hated each other for a little before they forgave each other. What happened?
That information died with my father *she repeats, fists clenching at her sides*
*he frowned, deeply, but didn't push. He just continued to feed on the blood donated, and already his body was looking better then before. Somehow, he wasn't as pale as he was that morning, and there was actually some shine in his eyes*
*she sipped at her own blood and looked away, having brought it with her so she wouldn't be overcome by bloodlust and end up fighting him for it* it's not something I like to talk about. Maybe someday I'll tell you but.... Not now.
....how are you feeling? Everything alright with the twins?
That's a better question for their wet nurse than me.
You're their mother, you should know how your kids are doing no matter what.
Last I check on them they were fine, but I hadn't been well enough for regular visits. It's not like you know exactly how Lucio is either at the moment. There's a trusted adult overseeing his care.
*He glared at her* I do, actually, because that trusted adult brought me my son even when I could barely move, and because of her I could finally hear him say Daddy, Duchess. You can do whatever you want, how long has it been since you've last decided to acknowledge you have twins?
I visited them with my cousin last night so he could see them. *she rolled her eyes* my title is Dowager at the moment actually. Petty is intern Duchess, I won't take over again until after the funeral.
You can disapprove of my parenting style all you like but keeping away from them is for their own safety. They're newborns, if I'm too weak to hold them or change them, or feed them, what use am I as a mother? I'm making sure they're cared for at least. And I'll remind you that I pay for the girl that cares for Lucio as well. If you think you're such a better parent than me, perhaps there's no use in you having a nanny!
Ha! As if you can even compare me and Lucio to you and any of your kids. You killed Petty's family, you and Camilla don't even talk anymore, you barely see the twins unless you have to or you're showing them off to someone like they're a new piece of furniture, and you're only helping me because you feel guilty about killing my mom!
At least my son won't grow up fucked in the head like my mom did to me, he'll have a mom and a dad and three aunts and a uncle and a grandmother who'll love him to death, which is more then Petty can and could ever have because of you, and he'll be able grow up with the ability to make mistakes, he won't be alone even if he feels like he is, he'll be treated with love and respect because he's my son, something Camilla wasn't and isn't even able to have!
I'm an infinitely better parent then you were, are and ever could be, and if you want to take away the money then take it. I'm already buying groceries by myself, if I have to throw bills, payments and nanny costs on top of that, so be it.
*she sighed softly, shaking her head* I don't help because I feel guilty Spine. I do it because you're my son. Like it or not, I care about you and am going to do what I can to make your life easier.
I regret most of the things that have happened in the past. But there's reasons for a lot of them that you wouldn't understand. Reasons I'm not going to share with you.
The twins are only a few weeks old, me being a little absent now isn't going to hurt them. And they have a lot of other family if I get too busy. Their needs will always be met, and so will Lucio and any other children you have. None of you will want for anything I can give as long as I'm alive.
Camilla wants. Petty wants. I want. My mother wanted. You don't understand, this is the most important time for you to be with them. It doesn't matter if you don't feed or change them, they need a mom not a nanny. As great as the wet nurse is, she isn't their mom. She didn't carry them, give birth to them or signed her name on the birth certificate. You are, and you if you aren't with them for as long as you can be then those babies will turn into another us.
If you regret the past then try your best to stop it from happening again today, or else tomorrow will turn into another yesterday.
... *she looks away from him, setting the glass of blood aside as she stood* I'm sorry I wasn't good enough for any of you. And I'm sorry that I won't be good enough for them. But Annie would love to be seen as their mother, I know that for a fact. It's the reason I hired her. They will have the love and affection they need from other's in their life. I am able to provide financially, and I will. They aren't going to need me there, they have others. I'm not discussing this further.
...So that's it? You're just going to drop your responsibilities on someone else now? You're going to abandon them?!
*he laughed spitefully* I surprised I didn't seen that one coming. You don't fucking get it, you never will.
No. I don't get it. I didn't have family that even wanted to be around me half the time. My brother sold me out to achieve his own freedom, and my closest cousin was cursed, my father beat me, and my mother was locked away in her room until death. I'd think having a nanny that loves them is better that. I clearly failed at being a parent to the rest of you, is not paying someone trained in childhood development better than messing up with them as well?
Yes! That's what I've been saying this whole time!
Your childhood fucking sucked, we get it, all of our childhoods did! I was a war criminal that was locked away for over 8 year in my room, constantly on the run because my uncle was kidnapped, tortured, killed my auntie and cousin, then killed Gods know how many families. Camilla apparently isn't even from this Universe and had to relive some crippling childhood trauma, Petty had her family killed by you then was made to be raised by nannies and maids while you only came in to teach her how to be a Duchess.
You're about to fuck up your kids lives again by not being there for them. It's what fucked up Petty, what fucked up Camilla, and the only reason Lucio might even be alive anymore is because you switched it up for once and decided to help.
*Bathbomb walks into the infirmary, looking almost perfect health this time. There's a team of nurses following after her with a large amount of blood for him. She's holding a wine glass filled with blood as well* good morning~ you should thank your sister for holding a blood drive
*the boy was definitely healing now, despite his wishes to be swept under the rug and ignore his sister ACTUALLY helped him. He pursed his lips, nippling on them a little* Wow, that's....that's a lot of blood. Petty didn't have to do this, everyone at the drive is okay right? *he didn't even realize how hungry and starved he was until he almost started slobbering halfway through his sentence*
*she nodded and stepped back for them to start letting him feed* all safe and adequately compensated. Eat. We might be having a guest soon and I don't want to be the only one dealing with him.
*he forced himself to sit up, pressing a little button on the side to have the bed move too as he looked at her, curious and confused* Might? Why're you unsure? And why can Petty deal with him? The Little Duchess would definitely benefit from dealing with unwanted guests.
Because I'm not sure how willing my brother is to come when he knows I don't want him here. *she sighed and sat down next to him, flinching slightly at the words 'little duchess' but not commenting on it* Petty likely is dealing with him already, but you should probably meet him too.
Brother?! *he had started to feed when she casually dropped that and chocked on the blood a bit, coughing and trying to not accidentally spit it out* You have one? And he's alive?!
I have two siblings. Both brothers. Both alive. At least last I knew.
Last has been dimension hopping in the fae lands since he was 19, time distortion has him only in his 40s I believe? And Lars was kidnapped by some God or something. I don't know, I don't keep tabs on them
Why the fuck am I only learning I have uncles, not an uncle but UNCLES, now? Especially when they somehow they have a history that manages to one-up mine?
Because Lars is 18 years younger than me and I only knew of him for a very short time before believing him dead. And.... I don't like to talk about my older brother. What happened between us is best left buried with our father.
....then why's he visiting? If things are still on bad terms, why invite him over?
To see his daughter maybe? Or meet you and the others? Those are questions for Last. I can't speak on his motivations
Petty? But I thought you had her family, you know, killed? Besides, how could he know who I am?
Last has a habit of gallivanting the wilde lands. He was on one of his little excursions during the assassination and was spared because of his neglect of the family.
When he isn't getting involved in wars he has no part in, he unfortunately makes an effort to see the family and meet any additions, or pay his respects to losses. If nothing else, I'm sure he's heard about you.
You really don't like him...I thought siblings only hated each other for a little before they forgave each other. What happened?
That information died with my father *she repeats, fists clenching at her sides*
*he frowned, deeply, but didn't push. He just continued to feed on the blood donated, and already his body was looking better then before. Somehow, he wasn't as pale as he was that morning, and there was actually some shine in his eyes*
*she sipped at her own blood and looked away, having brought it with her so she wouldn't be overcome by bloodlust and end up fighting him for it* it's not something I like to talk about. Maybe someday I'll tell you but.... Not now.
....how are you feeling? Everything alright with the twins?
That's a better question for their wet nurse than me.
You're their mother, you should know how your kids are doing no matter what.
Last I check on them they were fine, but I hadn't been well enough for regular visits. It's not like you know exactly how Lucio is either at the moment. There's a trusted adult overseeing his care.
*He glared at her* I do, actually, because that trusted adult brought me my son even when I could barely move, and because of her I could finally hear him say Daddy, Duchess. You can do whatever you want, how long has it been since you've last decided to acknowledge you have twins?
I visited them with my cousin last night so he could see them. *she rolled her eyes* my title is Dowager at the moment actually. Petty is intern Duchess, I won't take over again until after the funeral.
You can disapprove of my parenting style all you like but keeping away from them is for their own safety. They're newborns, if I'm too weak to hold them or change them, or feed them, what use am I as a mother? I'm making sure they're cared for at least. And I'll remind you that I pay for the girl that cares for Lucio as well. If you think you're such a better parent than me, perhaps there's no use in you having a nanny!
Ha! As if you can even compare me and Lucio to you and any of your kids. You killed Petty's family, you and Camilla don't even talk anymore, you barely see the twins unless you have to or you're showing them off to someone like they're a new piece of furniture, and you're only helping me because you feel guilty about killing my mom!
At least my son won't grow up fucked in the head like my mom did to me, he'll have a mom and a dad and three aunts and a uncle and a grandmother who'll love him to death, which is more then Petty can and could ever have because of you, and he'll be able grow up with the ability to make mistakes, he won't be alone even if he feels like he is, he'll be treated with love and respect because he's my son, something Camilla wasn't and isn't even able to have!
I'm an infinitely better parent then you were, are and ever could be, and if you want to take away the money then take it. I'm already buying groceries by myself, if I have to throw bills, payments and nanny costs on top of that, so be it.
*she sighed softly, shaking her head* I don't help because I feel guilty Spine. I do it because you're my son. Like it or not, I care about you and am going to do what I can to make your life easier.
I regret most of the things that have happened in the past. But there's reasons for a lot of them that you wouldn't understand. Reasons I'm not going to share with you.
The twins are only a few weeks old, me being a little absent now isn't going to hurt them. And they have a lot of other family if I get too busy. Their needs will always be met, and so will Lucio and any other children you have. None of you will want for anything I can give as long as I'm alive.
Camilla wants. Petty wants. I want. My mother wanted. You don't understand, this is the most important time for you to be with them. It doesn't matter if you don't feed or change them, they need a mom not a nanny. As great as the wet nurse is, she isn't their mom. She didn't carry them, give birth to them or signed her name on the birth certificate. You are, and you if you aren't with them for as long as you can be then those babies will turn into another us.
If you regret the past then try your best to stop it from happening again today, or else tomorrow will turn into another yesterday.
... *she looks away from him, setting the glass of blood aside as she stood* I'm sorry I wasn't good enough for any of you. And I'm sorry that I won't be good enough for them. But Annie would love to be seen as their mother, I know that for a fact. It's the reason I hired her. They will have the love and affection they need from other's in their life. I am able to provide financially, and I will. They aren't going to need me there, they have others. I'm not discussing this further.
...So that's it? You're just going to drop your responsibilities on someone else now? You're going to abandon them?!
*he laughed spitefully* I surprised I didn't seen that one coming. You don't fucking get it, you never will.
*Bathbomb walks into the infirmary, looking almost perfect health this time. There's a team of nurses following after her with a large amount of blood for him. She's holding a wine glass filled with blood as well* good morning~ you should thank your sister for holding a blood drive
*the boy was definitely healing now, despite his wishes to be swept under the rug and ignore his sister ACTUALLY helped him. He pursed his lips, nippling on them a little* Wow, that's....that's a lot of blood. Petty didn't have to do this, everyone at the drive is okay right? *he didn't even realize how hungry and starved he was until he almost started slobbering halfway through his sentence*
*she nodded and stepped back for them to start letting him feed* all safe and adequately compensated. Eat. We might be having a guest soon and I don't want to be the only one dealing with him.
*he forced himself to sit up, pressing a little button on the side to have the bed move too as he looked at her, curious and confused* Might? Why're you unsure? And why can Petty deal with him? The Little Duchess would definitely benefit from dealing with unwanted guests.
Because I'm not sure how willing my brother is to come when he knows I don't want him here. *she sighed and sat down next to him, flinching slightly at the words 'little duchess' but not commenting on it* Petty likely is dealing with him already, but you should probably meet him too.
Brother?! *he had started to feed when she casually dropped that and chocked on the blood a bit, coughing and trying to not accidentally spit it out* You have one? And he's alive?!
I have two siblings. Both brothers. Both alive. At least last I knew.
Last has been dimension hopping in the fae lands since he was 19, time distortion has him only in his 40s I believe? And Lars was kidnapped by some God or something. I don't know, I don't keep tabs on them
Why the fuck am I only learning I have uncles, not an uncle but UNCLES, now? Especially when they somehow they have a history that manages to one-up mine?
Because Lars is 18 years younger than me and I only knew of him for a very short time before believing him dead. And.... I don't like to talk about my older brother. What happened between us is best left buried with our father.
....then why's he visiting? If things are still on bad terms, why invite him over?
To see his daughter maybe? Or meet you and the others? Those are questions for Last. I can't speak on his motivations
Petty? But I thought you had her family, you know, killed? Besides, how could he know who I am?
Last has a habit of gallivanting the wilde lands. He was on one of his little excursions during the assassination and was spared because of his neglect of the family.
When he isn't getting involved in wars he has no part in, he unfortunately makes an effort to see the family and meet any additions, or pay his respects to losses. If nothing else, I'm sure he's heard about you.
You really don't like him...I thought siblings only hated each other for a little before they forgave each other. What happened?
That information died with my father *she repeats, fists clenching at her sides*
*he frowned, deeply, but didn't push. He just continued to feed on the blood donated, and already his body was looking better then before. Somehow, he wasn't as pale as he was that morning, and there was actually some shine in his eyes*
*she sipped at her own blood and looked away, having brought it with her so she wouldn't be overcome by bloodlust and end up fighting him for it* it's not something I like to talk about. Maybe someday I'll tell you but.... Not now.
....how are you feeling? Everything alright with the twins?
That's a better question for their wet nurse than me.
You're their mother, you should know how your kids are doing no matter what.
Last I check on them they were fine, but I hadn't been well enough for regular visits. It's not like you know exactly how Lucio is either at the moment. There's a trusted adult overseeing his care.
*He glared at her* I do, actually, because that trusted adult brought me my son even when I could barely move, and because of her I could finally hear him say Daddy, Duchess. You can do whatever you want, how long has it been since you've last decided to acknowledge you have twins?
I visited them with my cousin last night so he could see them. *she rolled her eyes* my title is Dowager at the moment actually. Petty is intern Duchess, I won't take over again until after the funeral.
You can disapprove of my parenting style all you like but keeping away from them is for their own safety. They're newborns, if I'm too weak to hold them or change them, or feed them, what use am I as a mother? I'm making sure they're cared for at least. And I'll remind you that I pay for the girl that cares for Lucio as well. If you think you're such a better parent than me, perhaps there's no use in you having a nanny!
Ha! As if you can even compare me and Lucio to you and any of your kids. You killed Petty's family, you and Camilla don't even talk anymore, you barely see the twins unless you have to or you're showing them off to someone like they're a new piece of furniture, and you're only helping me because you feel guilty about killing my mom!
At least my son won't grow up fucked in the head like my mom did to me, he'll have a mom and a dad and three aunts and a uncle and a grandmother who'll love him to death, which is more then Petty can and could ever have because of you, and he'll be able grow up with the ability to make mistakes, he won't be alone even if he feels like he is, he'll be treated with love and respect because he's my son, something Camilla wasn't and isn't even able to have!
I'm an infinitely better parent then you were, are and ever could be, and if you want to take away the money then take it. I'm already buying groceries by myself, if I have to throw bills, payments and nanny costs on top of that, so be it.
*she sighed softly, shaking her head* I don't help because I feel guilty Spine. I do it because you're my son. Like it or not, I care about you and am going to do what I can to make your life easier.
I regret most of the things that have happened in the past. But there's reasons for a lot of them that you wouldn't understand. Reasons I'm not going to share with you.
The twins are only a few weeks old, me being a little absent now isn't going to hurt them. And they have a lot of other family if I get too busy. Their needs will always be met, and so will Lucio and any other children you have. None of you will want for anything I can give as long as I'm alive.
Camilla wants. Petty wants. I want. My mother wanted. You don't understand, this is the most important time for you to be with them. It doesn't matter if you don't feed or change them, they need a mom not a nanny. As great as the wet nurse is, she isn't their mom. She didn't carry them, give birth to them or signed her name on the birth certificate. You are, and you if you aren't with them for as long as you can be then those babies will turn into another us.
If you regret the past then try your best to stop it from happening again today, or else tomorrow will turn into another yesterday.
*Bathbomb walks into the infirmary, looking almost perfect health this time. There's a team of nurses following after her with a large amount of blood for him. She's holding a wine glass filled with blood as well* good morning~ you should thank your sister for holding a blood drive
*the boy was definitely healing now, despite his wishes to be swept under the rug and ignore his sister ACTUALLY helped him. He pursed his lips, nippling on them a little* Wow, that's....that's a lot of blood. Petty didn't have to do this, everyone at the drive is okay right? *he didn't even realize how hungry and starved he was until he almost started slobbering halfway through his sentence*
*she nodded and stepped back for them to start letting him feed* all safe and adequately compensated. Eat. We might be having a guest soon and I don't want to be the only one dealing with him.
*he forced himself to sit up, pressing a little button on the side to have the bed move too as he looked at her, curious and confused* Might? Why're you unsure? And why can Petty deal with him? The Little Duchess would definitely benefit from dealing with unwanted guests.
Because I'm not sure how willing my brother is to come when he knows I don't want him here. *she sighed and sat down next to him, flinching slightly at the words 'little duchess' but not commenting on it* Petty likely is dealing with him already, but you should probably meet him too.
Brother?! *he had started to feed when she casually dropped that and chocked on the blood a bit, coughing and trying to not accidentally spit it out* You have one? And he's alive?!
I have two siblings. Both brothers. Both alive. At least last I knew.
Last has been dimension hopping in the fae lands since he was 19, time distortion has him only in his 40s I believe? And Lars was kidnapped by some God or something. I don't know, I don't keep tabs on them
Why the fuck am I only learning I have uncles, not an uncle but UNCLES, now? Especially when they somehow they have a history that manages to one-up mine?
Because Lars is 18 years younger than me and I only knew of him for a very short time before believing him dead. And.... I don't like to talk about my older brother. What happened between us is best left buried with our father.
....then why's he visiting? If things are still on bad terms, why invite him over?
To see his daughter maybe? Or meet you and the others? Those are questions for Last. I can't speak on his motivations
Petty? But I thought you had her family, you know, killed? Besides, how could he know who I am?
Last has a habit of gallivanting the wilde lands. He was on one of his little excursions during the assassination and was spared because of his neglect of the family.
When he isn't getting involved in wars he has no part in, he unfortunately makes an effort to see the family and meet any additions, or pay his respects to losses. If nothing else, I'm sure he's heard about you.
You really don't like him...I thought siblings only hated each other for a little before they forgave each other. What happened?
That information died with my father *she repeats, fists clenching at her sides*
*he frowned, deeply, but didn't push. He just continued to feed on the blood donated, and already his body was looking better then before. Somehow, he wasn't as pale as he was that morning, and there was actually some shine in his eyes*
*she sipped at her own blood and looked away, having brought it with her so she wouldn't be overcome by bloodlust and end up fighting him for it* it's not something I like to talk about. Maybe someday I'll tell you but.... Not now.
....how are you feeling? Everything alright with the twins?
That's a better question for their wet nurse than me.
You're their mother, you should know how your kids are doing no matter what.
Last I check on them they were fine, but I hadn't been well enough for regular visits. It's not like you know exactly how Lucio is either at the moment. There's a trusted adult overseeing his care.
*He glared at her* I do, actually, because that trusted adult brought me my son even when I could barely move, and because of her I could finally hear him say Daddy, Duchess. You can do whatever you want, how long has it been since you've last decided to acknowledge you have twins?
I visited them with my cousin last night so he could see them. *she rolled her eyes* my title is Dowager at the moment actually. Petty is intern Duchess, I won't take over again until after the funeral.
You can disapprove of my parenting style all you like but keeping away from them is for their own safety. They're newborns, if I'm too weak to hold them or change them, or feed them, what use am I as a mother? I'm making sure they're cared for at least. And I'll remind you that I pay for the girl that cares for Lucio as well. If you think you're such a better parent than me, perhaps there's no use in you having a nanny!
Ha! As if you can even compare me and Lucio to you and any of your kids. You killed Petty's family, you and Camilla don't even talk anymore, you barely see the twins unless you have to or you're showing them off to someone like they're a new piece of furniture, and you're only helping me because you feel guilty about killing my mom!
At least my son won't grow up fucked in the head like my mom did to me, he'll have a mom and a dad and three aunts and a uncle and a grandmother who'll love him to death, which is more then Petty can and could ever have because of you, and he'll be able grow up with the ability to make mistakes, he won't be alone even if he feels like he is, he'll be treated with love and respect because he's my son, something Camilla wasn't and isn't even able to have!
I'm an infinitely better parent then you were, are and ever could be, and if you want to take away the money then take it. I'm already buying groceries by myself, if I have to throw bills, payments and nanny costs on top of that, so be it.
