#twinsouled

[thecat-inthehat]

I can have one catboy, as a treat 

[hellthinking-blog]

“wh--what did you say i said?”  SHE DOESN’T REMEMBER THAT.  and allen isn’t the forgetful sort, but the last two days, she’s nothing.  HAD THE FOURTEENTH BEEN IN CONTROL THAT LONG?

@twinsouled responded to the starter call

[thecat-inthehat]

19. Where the Heart is

This isn’t related to my girls at all, or any of their stories. This is for the Twinsouled AU that @barbariccia​ and I made, with Pandora being the 1.0 WoL. 

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It was hard to tell where the looming moon stood overhead, the sky being blotted out under the canopy of the trees. The reddish light filtered through the leaves, giving the impression that an early autumn had come, bathing the whole under canopy in an unearthly hue. The elementals were agitated, vanishing people and creatures as they saw fit, or causing Greenwrath to pop up and overtake various encampments. The coeurlclaws had already lost several of their hunting parties, and yet more camps had been overrun, with sisters being dragged into the underbrush by an angry forest. It was only getting worse and worse as Dalamud loomed overhead, becoming an everpresent fixture in the sky… 

Pandora hefted their axe as they looked up at the sky, tail flicking in agitation as they decided on their course of action. Their sisters were planning on moving the encampment to a less volatile area, to try and stave off the worst of the Greenwrath that might come their way. The stores were low, and hunting was a priority, but Yuhna and her party had yet to return, even a week overdue. Apu and the other leaders had made the difficult decision to move, regardless of Yuhna’s return, and it left a sour taste in Pandora’s mouth. 

They knew why, really, they understood that the entire world was on the brink of upheaval, and that the clan must take into account the lives of everyone over a hunting party. But it rankled to know that their sisters would remain forever-missing, even as the Moon loomed closer and closer. 

They hooked their axe onto their back, and checked the rest of their gear, and their chocobo kweh’d softly at them. He took the packs with grace, and merely turned to nibble at their hair, preening them gently before the two set out. With any luck, they could meet up with Archon Louisoix before the confrontation at Carteneau… 

“M-mom!” A tiny voice called, and the sound of scrambling came from behind them. Another tiny voice called the same thing, slightly higher pitched, and the sound of two pairs of tiny feet came from the underbrush. 

Pandora didn’t turn around just yet, closing their eyes and trying not to let tears spring forth. They had said their goodbyes before they had put the twins to bed, had tucked them in, and told their sisters to look after their children. How could they leave, knowing their children begged them to stay… 

Small hands grabbed at their tail, and another pair clutched at their tunic, tugging on it insistently. Twelve, this was too hard. 

“Mom, don’t go--” Cassan said, his voice hiccuping softly. 

Pandora turned gently, taking Aulun’s hands out of their tail, and crouched down so they were able to look their children in the eye. Twin faces peered back at them, with bright golden eyes glimmering with unshed tears. Pandora reached up to cup both their faces, rubbing their thumb over the small scrape under Aulun’s eye. Cassan’s hair was getting long, covering Pandora’s knuckles and his eyes. At twelve summers now, they were fairly tall, both of them towering over Pandora as they crouched down. Aulun was an ilm or so taller than Cassan, but they suspected Cassan would have a growth spurt soon, and end up taller than his sister. 

If only they would see it. 

“Don’t go, please,” Aulun said, echoing her brother’s words. She grasped onto Pandora’s hand tightly, her chubby cheeks puffed up as she tried to hold back tears, and her ears were tilted back so far that they almost disappeared behind her head. It was cute, but also heartbreaking. Pandora didn’t want their last sight of their children to be them in tears. 

“I’m sorry, darlings, I have to,” they said softly, looking between the two of them. “A friend of mine needs my help, and I want to try and make sure things don’t get worse.” 

Cassan sniffled, trying hard not to cry, but the tears came dribbling down his cheeks anyways, cutting tracks over his seeker marks. He wiped at his eyes, then his nose, trying to swallow so he could speak properly. 

“A-are we ever going to see you again?” He asked, barely holding back a quiver in his voice. 

Pandora didn’t answer immediately, because they didn’t know. Maybe Louisoix would be able to do it, and Dalamud wouldn’t fall. Maybe they’d walk home from Carteneau flats with their head held high. But something told them they wouldn’t. 

“What do your hearts tell you?” Pandora asked instead, pulling up a small smile for them. 

As one, the twins brought a hand to their heart, the motion eerily synchronized. They blinked at Pandora in time, their golden gazes heavy on their mother’s heart. 

“Maybe,” Aulun said,

“I hope so,” Cassan said, 

“Yes,” they answered together. 

“Then we will see each other again,” Pandora smiled, and pulled them both close to hug them tight. They didn’t let go immediately, and neither did the twins, all of them trying their hardest to cling to the fantasy that this wasn’t it. That this wasn’t over. 

Pandora pulled back after a moment, looking them both in the eye in turn. “Hold out your hands, I’m going to give you something.” 

Aulun was first, her hand coming up without question, and Cassan followed her. Pandora took their hands and clasped them together, holding them between their own hands gently. They gave them a little squeeze, and then reached into their pouch, pulling out a roughly hewn heliodor gemstone and dropping it between their clasped hands. Pandora had meant to visit a gemcutter in Ul’dah and get it polished before giving it to the twins, but … There was no time. 

Pandora brought a fingertip to their clasped hands, reaching for the stone with a touch of aether, and it shined between the twins’ fingers, glowing brightly and becoming warm. The twins stared down at the stone in their entwined hands with identical faces of shock, feeling the warmth twine around them like a gentle summer breeze. 

“This is Helios,” they said softly, clasping their hands together around the gemstone. “They’ll protect you, when you need it most. Keep it with you, always, and it will light your path. When all this is over, the arcanist guild in Limsa Lominsa can teach you how to call them forth.” 

“But--” Aulun said, only to be stopped by Pandora’s finger over her lips. 

“Keep it with you, okay? For me?” They asked, giving a small smile. “Now you two need to go back home, and find aunt Apa, and do what she says.” 

Cassan sniffled again, and he tugged his sister with him to hug Pandora one last time, their entwined hands coming to rest on the breastplate over Pandora’s heart. Both the twins hid their faces in Pandora’s neck, and their shoulders shook. Pandora bit their lip to keep from crying as well, and wrapped their arms around their children tightly, shutting their eyes and letting themselves pretend for just one more moment. They cradled the twins close, just like they did when they were little, and let the steady thud of their heartbeat drown out anything else. Helios flickered in the twins’ hand, pulsing in time to Pandora’s heart. 

For a moment, Pandora let themselves believe that they’d come back and see their children again. 

Pandora’s chocobo kweh’d again, and the spell was broken, Helios’ glow flickering and fading. Pandora pulled back, and stood up, setting their hands on the twins’ shoulders. They looked up at her with a sort of grim finality, and they were old enough to understand. They knew what this meant. 

“I love you,” Pandora said, and their voice cracked slightly. “Know that I love you, and that I will always be with you. Just as sure as your heart goes with you, I will too.” 

They stepped back, their feet crunching in the underbrush as the winds picked up around them. From their pack they grabbed their coeurlclaw mask, placing it over their face, and pulled the cloak around their shoulders, drawing up the hood over their head. They had a long journey ahead of them, they knew. 

With one final glance at the twins, Pandora left for Carteneau, a mere three days before Dalamud fell. 

[fategiven-blog]

           “WHERE’S HARUKO.  i want to fight someone until i’m not an asshole anymore, && I THINK SHE STILL HATES ME.”

[hellthinking-blog]

twinsouled replied to your post: “the order should get a therapist so only one...

okay but seriously thinking about make a therapist oc because these kids need it

fucking do it so like.........  shit which person on my dash would even use a therapist....................

but for real.................  the order gives em mandatory therapy to adjust to the horrors of war.  some talk to the therapist.  some sit in the room for the mandatory 45 minutes twice monthly and never say a word.

[a-allnostalgic]

@twinsouled​ gets a plotted starter with JUDY.   // based on this AU.

     Pulled  by  her  ears  from  a  large  tiger,  her  main  CAPTOR,  Judy  knows  it  must  be  time  to  fight  once  again.   She’s  normally  used  as  humorous  bait  ---------------  a  comic  relief  of  sorts  thrown  in  the  middle  of  a  fight  between  two  stronger  animals,  in  which  she  normally  barely  escaped  without  being  ripped  to  shreds.   Now  they  wanted  to  see  her  fight  again?   The  bunny  was  skilled,  but  there  was  NO  PLACE  TO  RUN  in  the  small  ring.   She  was  at  a  disadvantage,  &  her  limbs  were  still  sore.   Her  captors  were  probably  surprised  she  had  lasted  this  long,  &  might  be  aiming  to  change  that.

     Nose  twitches  as  she  frantically  looks  around,  animals  of  all  types  surrounding  the  ring  with  cackling  amusement  &  hollers.   In  came  her  opponent :   a  silver  &  blue  furred  fox.   Ears  dropped  back  as  she  slowly  rises  to  her  feet  &  bites  her  bottom  lip.   Of  course,  pair  the  bunny  with  a  fox   .  .  .   a  “ natural  enemy “  of  history.   Judy  can  only  hope  that  the  BOTH  of  them  will  leave  this  ring  alive  today.

[hellthinking-blog]

twinsouled replied to your post: anyways, neah got to her, so SHE’S JUST GONNA SLAM...

“ allen-chan? hey, can you let me in? i want to talk to you. ”

slowly opens her door && mumbles,  “you can come in if you want.”

[backupexorcist-blog]

@twinsouled responded to the starter call.

     “thank you for your help,”  esen smiles at the twins, before he says,  “oh!!  is there any way i can pay you back for your time?”