#;interactions

[faeriddled]

There were no circumstances under which Finn would allow himself to suffer, there were only a few people worth his sacrifice and during the terrible end of the party, he could not find them.  There was a mystery now, a threat, an unsolved riddle and yet he knew it was not in his hands to solve it, he had to continue being the light the town needed, the excitement that had to keep the Fae alive.

It did not mean he would not check on the girl who had spent days  of travel with him, shared laughs and mischief alike. He was waiting for her to open the door, leaning against the familiar wall, knowing he could easily go through if he wished, everything around him was earth, particles he could move with ease, and still he respected privacy. “ Come on Maia, I have to be back in two hours.” Closed starter: @blacksheepfms

[crocodilerockingx]

Oliver was sure she was ready to take the dog in. he loved his job, he loved animals and he loved bringing them together with humans. Clapping his hands, a bright grin came across his lips. “Perfect! I know you did the right thing and Reggie will absolutely love you til... Well, forever.” he said. And yes, even the little dog seemed to wiggle his tail even more now that he found a home. “Let’s go inside to go over the papers. And then, you two can head home.” he smiled. And while they walked back inside, Oliver couldn't help but to glance over at her every now and then.

And he wondered, did she remember him?

@itsonlyhxman - cont.

[mpxbes]

;gratitude

Continued from here w/ @mphecate

Accepting gifts was always... hard. Considering he had been rescued and brought to an island full of magic and wonder, one would assume Bes had an extraordinary childhood- the type that movies were made of and human children played for pretend. He was well aware of how lucky he was to be alive let alone in a place like Mount Phoenix. His upbringing had been far from a fairytale, though. There were no loving families clamoring to adopt a stray here- if at all -and when there was an unsettlingly large chunk of a whole population that had never even met one of their parents? To put it simply, the council had guaranteed Bes's survival because it had to. As a ward of the council, he was provided food and shelter and supervision when necessary to keep him alive. Obviously, an infant didn't survive by its own devices and he had been cared for through his earliest years, but the feline was never far from the reminder that everything he had was given sheerly through obligation. The times he had spent in Hecate's care had always been bright spots in his memory; little moments of happiness. When he was returned to the supervision of the council and whichever deity had been tasked with him, everything tended to fade back to grey and it was always made a point that he remember he wasn't entitled to anything. So when he is given things like this Bes can't help but feel that same sense of dutiful gratitude. He can hear the words repeated to him a hundred times over that 'She didn't have to do this for you'. Which is true. There was a lot Hecate didn't have to do, but she had done it anyway. So Bes forces himself to fight the self-consciousness receiving this causes, repeating in his head the words Jinny had taught him. Not everything was out of pity. He was deserving of kindness. His existence is not a burden. "Thank you... I like it a lot." Admiring the new, probably expensive bag he speaks honestly and earnestly. His touch is reverent as it grazes the patch and his lips twitch into a bashful smile. This wasn't a necessity. She had gifted him something so simple but it means so much to him because she didn't have to do this for him... "I love it. I think I'll get more patches for it."

[cornerstonc]

cont. || @dreamsofalife​

The resigned look Natori wears speaks to a definite familiarity with this particular line of questioning. As well, when he answers, it’s with a distinctly tired tone.

“His Majesty has decreed it so. Therefore, it must be so. No complaining-- except on Thursdays, of course, when one can make their complaints official.”

[aintitfierce]

@infxnatum​ liked for a starter!

Oh, what an oddity his companion is today! Vanya says nothing, but he does circle the other a time or two curiously before launching into what is unlikely to net him any answers regarding his company. Ah, they have a tail like Sirree. How endearing.

“Someone recently told the Pretty Vanya that to use a thing is not to own it, and he has been turning it over in his mind ever since and does not know why. Hm. Hm.”

[hakuriverdragon]

The young vampire took a moment to look around before she turned back to the entrance of the bathhouse. "I-Is this place real?"

While the vampire lady had looked around, Haku had taken quick steps, standing -with a distance- before her now. With an emotionless expression (which he mostly put on while working), he observed the new guest. Yubaba had ordered him to await the newly arriving guests at the bridge in front of the bathhouse- and so he stood there in a waiting manner. "It's as real as I am", he answered her question. "It seems you have never been to Yubaba’s bathhouse before." He wondered where she came from. The bathhouse was quite famous in the spirit realm.

[somebodytclove]

The summer had been nice for luke. He spent most of his time relaxing and enjoying the warm weather, though he was living in rainy England. But the weather in south England was much better than the one they had in Scotland during the school year. Beside relaxing and playing in his guitar, he also went along to some parties his father got invited to at the ministry of magic. Parties that were most of time pretty boring since it was always adults talking about adults things and there were barely people his age around. The new term started on September 1st and while the train ride was rather unspectacular, the first few days went by pretty fast. On his way out from charms class, he was making sure to leave quick, right in time to catch up with Emily. “Hey Emily.” He greeted her, stopping next to her and smiling. “Did you have a nice summer?” He asked her, as he walked beside her.

@halfbl00dprxncess