I have read the wip and i will demand to read it again: BUTTERFLIES 🦋
Forcing my hand! Very well.😖
For those outside the know, Butterflies is my MalMiq fanfic (mostly fluff w/ spice later on) that I started well before Shadow dropped. Kiiiinda canon-compliant? if you take a few generous leaps? (they’re trans to me)
This bit is from their youth, probably one of my favorite dialogue exchanges. Let them be kids.
(some context: Mal is blind, Miq crafted her prostheses)
Miquella’s feet skipped his path like stones over water; his sister galloped after, drawn by scent and sound. Her proficiency was waxing, for soon the crutch would become a cane.
Stairs, for the time, remained her nemesis.
“Malenia!” came her protector like the wind, doubling over her shaking body.
Rolling her over in a panic unveiled a fit of painful laughter. He smacked her hard.
“You dreadful beast!” he crackled, helpless in masking his shock but too relieved to be angry. “My leg!”
“Your leg?” Malenia riposted, still recovering. Sure enough, one of her ankles had rolled. Many strides away, in fact.
Her brother scrambled to retrieve it, only to be tackled to the ground.
“I will make your ruin!” warned Miquella, catching his twin’s whimsy like the moon.
“You will make my foot!”~