#clochanam

[bcmbsight]

what's robbie's favorite food? 📝 ( also hi!! )

Ask Robbie anything.

"For a main? I guess it'd be chicken-fried steak. For dessert, I can't resist a pecan pie."

@clochanam

[malka-lisitsa]

aisling knows better than to disturb her daughter from her sleep. instead of wakening her, she carefully delivers a small stack of individually wrapped gifts, wine-red tissue paper secured by somewhat lop-sided black velvet ribbons. a small leather-bound journal, foxes embroidered on the front cover chasing one another in a merry loop. a floor-length robe in dark red crushed velvet, trimmed with faux feathers for an extra bit of razzle-dazzle. a rose gold necklace with a claddagh charm. a family tree with katherine's name nestled protectively alongside brea and fionn, aisling and eoin forming an umbrella above them. when she wakens, there'll be a batch of red velvet waffles with a white chocolate ganache waiting for her downstairs.

The sunlight manages to filter in despite the drapes' best efforts. It causes katherine to stir and grumble, pulling the pillow over her head. It's unfortunately too late. She's awake, and she can smell the food in the other room. Cue her stomach growling, and another grumble.

The former vampire sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes, a pile of things at the end of her bed catches her eye and for a second she forgets its her birthday. Confused she squints at it, assuming shes just still half asleep, but no. They're presents. Birthday presents... for her.

Brows furrow and she reaches out inspecting each one individually. While all of them are beautiful none strike her harder than the family tree. Her name. Next to Brea, next to Fionn. Both parents over top. She never met Eoin, but Aisling tells her all the time that he would have loved her. Some days she even believes it.

The doppelganger takes a moment to put the necklace on, and the robe before she makes her way out to the kitchen.

"I love it all, Mom. Thank you... for well.... everything."

Its rare Katherine gives outward affection these days, but she can't deny Aisling a hug. A big one.

"Обичам те"

[livesaved]

@clochanam

[cur4tor]

as he sat, he couldn't begin to imagine why he agreed to this. katerina down at the café a block or so from his shop - the one he frequented almost every day for lunch, buying a cup of tea and whatever pastry they had on display that afternoon - had claimed to have a mutual friend that might be kit's type. kit didn't have type. he also didn't date often, and he'd certainly never been on a blind date. but kat was . . . persistent. nice, but pushy. and in spite of kit's anxieties, he had agreed.

now, he was sitting in an uncomfortable chair, his tie too tight, the lights too low, his brow too sweaty. he nursed a glass of red wine, waiting for aisling is find him. he was, of course, early. he didn't expect her for another ten minutes, but when he saw a woman glancing around the restaurant that fit her description, he perked up, waving a sheepish hand toward her to call her over. 'are you . . . aisling?' kit murmured, standing to greet her properly. 'if not, i apologize. i'm waiting for them,' @clochanam.

[temp0rt5l]

❝ i know it's been a while . ❞

five actually has no idea how long it has been since he's been at aislings' diner . he's sure that she probably doesn't remember him . && it's a gut-wrenching feeling in his chest . maybe she does remember him . how long has it been for him ? years ? months ? days ? weeks ? when you can move indiscriminately through time && space without holding back , you become sort of timeless && time lost .

so he sits at a booth , heart thudding in his chest , unsure if he should blink out of here or if he should stay . his fingers gripped around the menu so tightly his knuckles going white . he should have gone . then she appears in front of him && five looks at her , truly looks at her && speaks .

❝ hello aisling . ❞

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[snkts]

"What is this, some kinda conspiracy?"

[buckley-halzteadarch]

listen. jaybuck? UNPARALLELED. like i really do mean it, i adore them with all my heart, they make me happy and i lack the language skills rn to go into detail, but i WILL!!

no  because  it's  actually  so  funny  that  you  said  that  because  98%  of  the  time  i  lack  the  language  skills  to  go  into  detail  about  how  much  i  love  them  so.  i  think  it's  just  them.  my  babies.

[ragebuilt-freezerburnt]

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It's  a  long  shot  ,  but  she's  been  eyeing  those   cupcakes   tempting  her  on  the  counter  since  Aisling  pulled  them  out  of  the  oven.          It  had  taken  every  ounce  of  willpower  she  had  to  not  grab  for  one  while  decorating  them.   And  even  now  ,  while  Aisling  busied  herself  with   their  dinner  ,  all  she  could  keep  her  eyes  on  were  the  tasty  treat.   “   What  if  …  ”   There  was  an  almost   dramatic  pause.   As  if  she  hoped  building  the  anticipation  of  it  would  somehow  increase  their  chances.   “  We  had  dessert  before  dinner  tonight?  ”