#ofwingsandshadows

[ask-jamesonbennett]

A glance at Jamie revealed that he was interested--well, maybe he wasn't SO off... "This one girl had one about her mother leaving her family and her cousin dying. She wouldn't move when she woke up, she was so afraid." She chuckled, remembering the fear in the girl's eyes. "You know, we'd see each other more if you'd live with me 'n Pitch. 's not so bad down there in the dark." She turned serious, sensing his mood shift again. He was fighting it... Her eyebrows furrowed as she wondered WHY.

An eyebrow rose in interest as Jamie imagined the dream happening in the context of his own family. His mother leaving… she was rarely around as it was. And his cousin dying? She had, only recently. But would that really frighten him?He was used to it.

“I don’t know if I’d really… fit in there,” Jamie said moodily, shifting one knee up so he could casually drape his arm across it. He leaned his head to the side, resting it gently against the wooden framing of his window sill. “You say Pitch cares for you, and welcomes you with open arms… I don’t know if it’d be the same for me. There isn’t a connection there…”

He sighed, the dark aura-like feeling he got from his sister gently waning, his senses returning to a slightly more normal state. For some reason, it was an unwelcome feeling.

[ask-jamesonbennett]

Her lips twitched up at the wording he used. "You're always so dramatic," she commented, drawing closer to put her hand on his shoulder. True, she hadn't been there personally, but she'd kept tabs on him. Even now, she wouldn't completely leave him. He was reacting differently than expected to this, and it unnerved her. She wasn't used to not being able to read him easily. She settled next to him, tipping her head to look at the stars. "You'd never believe the nightmares I got to see tonight~"

Jamie chuckled darkly, amused at her actions. He moved, finally, turning his head just slightly to look her face over. She looked irked for some reason, and he supposed sooner or later she’d say exactly what was on her mind. After the usual small talk that he was slowly deciding she used to try and read him.

“Oh? What kind of nightmares are these?” he was genuinely interested. Lately, his sleep was devoid of dreams. What he did see he could only describe as color floating in his mind. Something like you’d expect to see in a magical forest in a children’s movie. 

He shifted in his spot, turning his face back out toward the sky. Since that night, when he lost control… he couldn’t explain it. He didn’t feel weak, but he certainly didn’t feel normal. It was like there was another presence within him, fighting for control. He didn’t know how to let it, and he wasn’t aware of repressing it. Possibly his sister would reveal just what was happening to him. Because honestly, he felt it was related to her own new, strange abilities.

[ask-jamesonbennett]

"Jaaaaamie~" Sophie sang out, melding from the shadows to step closer to him. "You seem a little down tonight..."

Jamie barely moved from where he sat in his windowsill, letting the crisp, early spring air wash over him. He could hear his sister’s voice from behind, but didn’t bother to look back to confirm. The sense he got from her presence was enough to be sure.

“I wouldn’t quite say down. More… pondering,” he said airily, staring up at the starry sky with a blank expression. “To what do I owe this pleasure? I haven’t seen you since I… broke.”

What a simple word. To some, it wouldn’t hold its true meaning, but he knew his sister understood. She’d been there personally, and she aided him. 

Was “aided” even the right phrase?

[fearlingcontrolled]

Back to Normal || OPEN RP

Pitch slept soundly, her breath deep, as if in an enchanted sleep. There were a few Nightmares that were stationed outside her door as a guard. There has been an increasing number of visitors to the lair, and they wanted to ensure that their queen could get some sleep.

A rush of magic suddenly filled the room, alarming the guards with a whinny, and surrounded Pitch as she slept. The gray magic swirled around her and seemed to attack her, but did no harm that could be seen. As the swirling magics dissipated, Pitch was no longer a she.

The King of Nightmares had his male form back.

It would be morning when Pitch would wake up and stare in shock that he didn’t have breasts anymore. He was quickly able to get over that shock when relief coursed through his system.

He was finally back to normal!

And this just meant that he would finally be able to do his job correctly! Rising from the bed, he heard some sound coming from the hallway that led from his room to the main receiving area, with the cages. Pitch frowned in thought, but decided to dress in his normal pants and cloak before heading out, the two Nightmare guards flanking him protectively. When they reached the end of the hallway, another two Nightmares joined them, and when the five entered the throne room, Pitch understood why.

A shadow approached him and told him that there were three hundred and twenty one people waiting on him. Pitch blinked a few times before his brow raised up in question.

“Why are they all here?” he whispered to the shadow, and his denizen had no answer for him. Pitch shook the disconcerting feeling off and stepped forward to the mass of people. He was grateful that he had so much room, now.

Pitch approached one of the people closer to him to speak with them. “Why are you here?” he asked.

[ask-jamesonbennett]

Heeeey, Jamie. What's up, bro?

*blinks* SOPHIE, REALLY? NOW? *sighs aggravatedly*

Don’t punch me, because I have no reservations about punching back. *leans forward and quickly kisses her on the cheek*

[motherovernature]

Sophie leans casually against a tree, not seeming bothered in the slightest. "If Drew couldn't kill me, I doubt you will."

“Drew chose not too… I don’t have to choose to do anything because I have no rules or boundaries. I have no limits lowling, no chains. And I have shed the blood of plenty.”

[fearlingcontrolled]

"Pitch!" Sophie, despite her best efforts, was unable to keep a whine out of her voice. "'M bored! There has to be something to do, right?"

Pitch grinned at the girl from her seat on the throne. Her stomach was killing her. She hoped this baby would be born soon.

“Well, if you want something to do, I do need someone to go around and spread fear and terror tonight. As you can see,” she said, motioning to herself, “I am unable to do anything until the child is born. You, on the other hand, need more practice with your powers.” Her grin widened. “Would you like to go and get some experience?”

[whowaits-blog]

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SEASON 4 FINALE. WELP AT LEAST I'LL SEE LUCI SOON I DON'T KNOW IF THAT'S A GOOD THING THOUGH..