#cantfightmoonlight

[unlost]

Who: Will & Savannah @cantfightmoonlight Where: LC Public Schools

Will yawned as he parked his car in the pickup line for the LC secondary school. It wasn't far from the high school, though the very sight of that building terrified him. It was bad enough that his sister was in the 8th grade; the idea of her being a high schooler next year was almost too much to imagine. It turns out it's true what everyone says: they do grow up way too fast.

It was as he was staring vaguely out the window toward the high school that he saw a familiar vision of blonde hair. Without a second thought, Will got out of his car and jogged to catch up with Savannah--suddenly not tired at all, despite the 48 hour shift he'd just finished the night before. "Hi," he said immediately, smiling like the sun had just come out on a rainy day. "I was planning what I was going to say next time I saw you, but then every time I actually do see you, I can't think of a single word. So: hi."

[moonsongchorus]

Who: Azra & Leyla (@cantfightmoonlight) Where: New Leaf Bookstore

Azra was hunched over a small table in the bookstore, a stack of titles already lined up in-front of her, each discussing werewolves and the different lore told about them through the ages. She had lived with her own magic for years and married a vampire, but the fae and werewolves running around Lunar Cove were still new to her--and the werwolves were top priority, what with her sister being one. Azra wanted to know everything she could so she could help and support Safiye in any way she could. It was, however, a lot of reading. She'd just stifled a yawn and was standing up to find another book when her gaze caught on a woman stepping into the shop.

Azra dropped the newest book on her foot.

Hissing in pain, she jumped on the spot, trying to shake off the pain without looking away from the woman. She looked different, but not different enough not to recognize her, even after all these years. "Eda?" she asked, voice cracking.

[kadiraksoy]

Text: Meena Raja

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[msannadonnelly]

Where: Chai's House Who: Chai (@cantfightmoonlight )

Anna arrived at Chai's front door--or more realistically, paced outside his front door, wringing her hand together as she waited for him to answer. She had been trying to think of what to get him for a fortnight, and she had come up with nothing. She had a treasure trove of items to choose from, and that had been easy back at Christmas, choosing an expensive token to gift him. Now, it seemed pointless. His gifts were thoughtful and personal, and she had...jewels. Stolen items from past flings and marks were hardly the pinnacle of romance.

When the door opened, Anna took Chai's face in both hands and kissed him, hard. It was a long, deep kiss, and she even resisted the urge to bite him this time when she finally pulled away. "That is to remind you that you like me," she said. "I would appreciate if you would now hold onto that thought because I am a terrible girlfriend who has gotten you nothing for your birthday." She resumed her pacing, not realizing for another heartbeat that she'd said the world 'girlfriend' without that being something they had ever discussed. Anna would like it known that she was not someone who blushed, not someone prone to being embarrassed, nor particularly insecure--at least not in the ways people expected. She worked very hard to be someone aloof and mysterious and alluring, and this damned human was ruining everything. "God fucking damn it," she said, cheeks going pink despite her best efforts. "And now you are going to forget I said that." She did not stomp her foot this time--though the urge was hard to resist.

"I was going to buy you something, but anyone can buy you something, and what would you like? A car, a house? I doubt you'd take them." She was still pacing, talking quickly and frustratedly. "I was going to bake you something." Anna actually quite enjoyed baking, did it frequently, and cakes and cupcakes were some of her favorites to make. "But no one accepts food from fae." She paused as it occurred to her now that he might be one of the few people on earth who might not see her baking as a threat. "Damn it, I should have baked you a cake. Do you like cake? God fucking damn it, I don't even know what you like." She threw her hands up in the air. She liked him--liked him much more than she'd been prepared for--and yet she did not know his cake preferences. "And you--you bastard--keep doing these stupid, wonderful thoughtful things, making me the shrew who can't get her--" She paused. She was not going to say 'boyfriend' again and humiliate herself further. "--person--" She waved her hands in frustration. "--anything even remotely meaningful!"

Anna stopped moving, finally, and put her hands on her hips instead. "So would you please--and note that I am saying please--tell me what you'd like."

[antonioalvarez]

Who: Meena @cantfightmoonlight Where: Town Hall

Tony spun the chair across from the mayor's desk and sat on it backwards, his chest pressed against the backing, arms folded over the top. He could hear his auntie's voice in his head, chastising him for being so casual with the mayor--who she still treated like the queen of England--but Tony had spent far too much time with Meena (usually with a joint between them and not always all their clothes--to be too fussed). As far as he was concerned, Meena was a queen--that much was obvious--but she was also a person and deserved to be treated as such. "I hope you didn't miss me too much," he said. "After my heroic rescue and unfortunate detainment--" Hospitalization, but he'd been talking about it like he'd been arrested or kidnapped and held against his will. "--I am back with presents." Because they were in town hall, and because she was the mayor, he didn't pull the weed out of his pocket this time but did wink to let her know he had it all the same. "You look amazing, by the way."

[ghcstlydreams]

who: @cantfightmoonlight (jasmine) when: a couple days post february 14, 2023 where: so-ra's apartment

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

Picking listlessly at her sandwich, So-ra stared at her kitchen tap. She should turn that off. She was supposed to turn that off. Should be conserving water and all that. Saving the environment. And still, she picked at her sandwich.

After the events of Valentine’s day, she’d taken the rest of the week off to recover. The antidote that Jas had given her worked well and most of the effects of the poison had stopped within the first couple hours after she’d be saved. She should find Jas, thank her for the help. There was a lot she should be doing. The sandwich on her plate was now mostly crumbs.

Her phone began to vibrate, the sound breaking her away from her reverie. Someone was trying to buzz her apartment number. So-ra hesitated, before answering the call. “Hello? Who’s there?”

[unlost]

Who: @cantfightmoonlight (Brie) Where: Clan Headquarters (Poker Table)

Ewan had been alive for so long, he sometimes thought he'd circled back around to being part of the living dead. He was walking on autopilot, barely able to remember what the point of, well, anything was anymore--and the fact that he literally couldn't feel a thing didn't help the spiritual numbness. But the one place he still came alive was the classroom. He might spend half his days with Ben, complaining about the woes of teaching the humanities in a STEM-focused world and fretting gloomily that history forgotten was repeating itself in real time, he really did love his students, and he loved his subject.

Vampire lessons, however, were a bit different than history lessons.

Today's "lesson" was just to beat him at poker. He fanned out his cards to check his hand. "Alright," he said. "Easy. You got this."

[unlost]

closed starter for @cantfightmoonlight (savannah)

Everyone in town knew about the haunted house on the hill. It had been there for as long as Will could remember, a centerpiece to many a game he'd played as a child: friends daring one another to get close, setting bets on who could make it to the doorbell without being struck by lightening. Scary stories were told over campfires at camp about classmates who entered the house and never returned. Will would be shocked to learn that any of the stories were actually true, but he still felt a vague layer of trepidation as he parked his baby blue pick-up truck outside the abode and walked up the creaking steps to meet his date.

He still didn't know her name, the mysterious blonde siren who lived inside this haunted house, but he remembered the way her kiss tasted and the sound of her laugh, and weighing those pros over the cons of her zipcode, the storm clouds up above didn't really seem to matter all that much. A bouquet of daisies in hand, he knocked on the door.