#una fey

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‘Mean.’

Okay so someone decided to encourage my absolute love of fluff and encourage a little drabble idea I had. The enabled has become the enabler and now we have this little thing here with my sick apprentice giving Julian a hard time.

(In case you couldn’t guess I’m looking at you @samael-bellamorte)

“Oh for the love of- Una lay back down, now.”

Julian’s patience was wearing thin with the apprentice as she stumbled into the shop proper. “I have to get to work...” She muttered, keeping one hand on the wall at all times to avoid falling. “No you don’t, back to bed with you.” The woman was intercepted with a thick quilt she kept folded on top of her dresser. Turning her around easily his arm snaked around her waist and kept her balance steady as he escorted her back into her room. A soft whine sounded from her and she huffed like a child. 

Gently pushing her down until she was sitting he sighed, his exposed eye carefully analyzing her condition. “Now you will stay here while I find something to bring down your fever. Be a good magician and let the doctor work.” Just as the redhead straightened his back Una gave a snort. “I don’t have a fever, like I told you its just a bit of allergies.

His eyebrow raised unconvinced as he crossed his arms and stared at her. Her forehead was burning whenever he checked and she’d been having cold sweats for hours now. A soft tinge of pink joined the heat on her face as she looked down. “...okay maybe I’m a little warm but I am perfectly fine. Just let me open shop, please?” Rolling his eye Julian ignored the plea and began to rummage through the bag he had hurriedly packed the night before. 

She had been sick for the past three days now but he’d only been able to see how severely since the day prior. Planning to surprise her with an imopea he’d managed to find at the market he’d been shocked to find her doubled over by the washbasin and struggling to stay upright. Leaving just long enough to pack some essentials he’s been monitoring her since and she was becoming increasingly difficult. 

Noticing how absolutely miserable, not to mention bored out of her mind, she looked his gaze softened slightly. “Would you like me to sit with you for a while and read to you?” Her blue and white eyes met his and looked at him with as pathetic an expression as she could managed. Sighing to himself he snatched a book from her desk and settled on the bed beside her. After a bit of adjusting she was settled between his legs with her head resting on his partially exposed chest, his arms wrapped around her and flipping through the pages of the book.

Clutching the quilt around her Una began to relax, relenting to his care for the first time and much to his relief. As he began to read she found herself unable to focus on the words, instead listening to his voice as she drifted in and out of a doze. The sound of him talking was so soothing to her and it was only when she heard him chuckle that she realized he’d put the book down and begun to pet her head gently so she would stay sleeping.

Frowning she closed her eyes and nuzzled into his chest, attempting to look as grumpy as possible despite how much she was blushing. She only hoped he wouldn’t be able to tell the embarrassment from the fever. “You are the meanest man I’ve ever met.”

The doctor paused, one hand touching his chest in mock offense with a gasp. “Mean? Me? Nursing you back to health and insuring you don’t die in your sleep is mean?” Even without looking up she could hear the grin in his voice as his fingers ran through her hair. The feeling was maddeningly wonderful and she wanted to melt into his hand. Closing her eyes with a long yawn she nodded. “...yes.” And before he could retort she had fallen asleep completely, chest rising and falling evenly. Smiling as he watched her the fugitive doctor only held her closer.

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"Why is the room spinning...?"

“Because; you got up after I specifically told you to lay down and sleep.” The enchanter huffed, shaking his head as he grabs a blanket to wrap around Una and begin steering her back to her bed.

“Honestly, I know how to make some remedies, but I’m not a doctor.”

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Can't copy the symbol on this app but random kiss?

{And the Generator chose… 5}

5. a neck kiss

Una rather enjoyed Samael’s company, he was calmer than her past friends and hadn’t seemed to mind her reserved natured. As she was lost in her writing however he did something she hadn’t expected from anyone. She was pulled from her concentration at the feeling of lips brushing across and leaving a gentle kiss across the nape of her neck. The magician froze up with a gasp. The breath came out with a faint wheeze as the surprise threw off the breathing pattern she always had to be so careful of. For a moment she assumed it had been imagined until she turned her head. Samael stood behind her, bent over the back of her chair with his face still inches from the very spot the kiss had been planted. 

Her cheeks flushed in an instant, the bright red tint quickly spreading up her ears and down to her neck. Soon enough she was as red as a ripe strawberry. While as a child she had no problems physically showing her affections through hugs and the like she hadn’t done so in years. And a kiss? It hadn’t ever crossed her mind that someone outside her brother might give her one, especially in such an embarrasing place. Clearing her throat she sputtered for a moment as her confusion and shock danced across her features.

“S-Samael…? Wh-what?” Was the best she could get out. She was confused and startled. Questions were flooding her as she tried to fully process what had happened. Why had he kissed her? Was there even a reason behind it? Was she angry at him? Or did she not mind? Her head was swimming and it would take more than a few deep breathes to get it back on straight. Una hadn’t ever been close enough with someone to express affection that way as an adult. What was going on with him?

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Okay joining the Trinket thing cause why not right?

A Mortar and Pestle- A carefully carved set that smells faintly of sage. On the bottom is engraved a name, EILÍN.

Two rings held by a leather cord- Two moon based rings, worn through time but carefully handled.

A filled vial- A small vial filled with liquid labeled Sleep.

A letter with a broken seal- An old letter with a broken wax seal. It has been folded over again and again and looks old and well worn. The shape of a key is visibly outlined.

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For the uncommon o.c asks: 14, 25 and 38, please? :)

14. Happy birthday! What kind of present would your OC want?

Anything from another culture or city. Una has always wanted to travel but her health hasn’t allowed it. For her birthday her brother always sends her souveniers which she carefully displays on one of her shelves or window sills.

25. Your OC is going into battle/on a mission! What song is their anthem?

Óró, sé do bheatha ‘bhaile. It’s a traditional irish celebration to welcome home brides or warriors depending on the version. Her mother came from a culture rather resembling the celts and would sing it to herself when they were expecting her father to return from a job that took him out of the city. Since then she recites it in her head as a means to restore her courage or brace herself for something ahead.

38. Random thunderstorm! How does your OC react?

She would be surprised by the sudden rumbling of thunder above but after that wore off she would rather enjoy it. Gathering up some blankets she would position herself by the window with a hot drink and watch the rain and lightning till it lulled her to sleep.

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for the describe your oc thingy: 1, 16, 19 and 23, please?

1: their voice

Una’s voice is naturally rather soft. With a light melodic quality to it she sounds almost silvery as she talks when calm. It is a relative alto tone but when facing strong emotions such as anger, fear or others that cause a high amount of stress it becomes breathy with a slight whistle or wheeze.

16: their dreams

Una is actually a regular lucid dreamer. However her own subconscious is usually her worst enemy. While she can change certain outcomes and manipulate the physics of things in her dream her own mind tends to one up her. She will know she is dreaming and use the knowledge to the best advantage she can however no matter what she does or how she changed things the outcomes are usually the same with it becoming a fight for survival against the nightmares she dreams up. They are equally aware as far as she is concerned and usually end up landing her back in square one. This results in not only her waking up from coughing fits but also jolting awake drenched in sweat and panting from being chased mentally by some monster only she could dream up. All of this has only cemented her view of fate being inescapable no matter how one tries or how much power they have at their disposal.

19: their reaction to betrayal

Her trust is a very difficult thing to earn. Even close friends of hers still do not have her full trust after years of looking out for each other. Being a very cautious and wary woman she is very selective of those whom she does trust and so betrayal by one of them would hit her like its own natural disaster. She will close herself from everyone for a few days up to a month depending on the severity and become even more of a recluse. Once she’s shed all the tears she has and finished sobbing into a pillow or Iah’s fur she will be numb for a while and disconnected as she processes what has happened. Depending how greatly she was hurt in the betrayal she may end up needing someone to care for her for a while she is reduced to an almost catatonic like state. Eventually she begins to function again however she is more closed off then ever, barely speaking to anyone and even taking up drinking. If she has someone she still believes trustworthy then the process might be better with them comforting and caring for her during the stages of grief but if she were to handle it alone she would end up appearing as if she had a heart of stone afterward. For her own protection.

23: how they act when they’re sick

She knows above anyone how dangerous it can be for her to be sick but she is one of the worst patients you could have. Insisting her own herbal remedies will suffice she continues to work herself just as hard if not more. Despite the difficulty breathing and functioning she would repeat that she is perfectly fine as she has little to know self preservation at the moment, especially if she is focused on a task or project. Iah can usually whine enough until she finally settles to take care of herself and if not an old friend of her father’s will eventually force her to rest. But without someone else to slow her pace she will work herself into the ground.

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describe your oc: 4, 9, 18, 22, 24

4: their insecurities

Oh boy she has a lot of these. Una used to pride herself on her ability to protect people and take care of herself, she could hold her own in a fight and could talk her way out of those she would lose. However when her health began to fail that went out the window. She has lost many that were close to her and no longer trusts in her ability to be anything but a burden on friends and family. Her eye and struggles breathing at times are constant reminders of her own weakness and bringing attention to them brings up her defenses quickly. 

9: their theme

Far Too Young To Die by Panic! At The Disco

18: how they sleep

While she begins on her back Una usually ends up on her side tangled in a mess of blankets. Her arms are either wrapped around Iah or one is outstretched while the other is draped across her stomach. Unfortunately her lungs become a big problem at night and, having to breathe through her mouth at night to get enough air, when her throat gets too dry she wakes up choking and coughing. These fits happen from once to five times a night but once she has some water and is able to get back to a steady rhythm she can usually get back to sleep. All in all her sleep is usually rather restless leading to her rather slow and lazy morning routine.

22: what they’re like on two hours of sleep

Sleep deprived Una is… interesting to say the least. In many respects its similar to how she is when drunk. Her brain takes much longer to process things and she often seems only half there, which she is. Instead of the graceful and quick maneuvering young woman she becomes an absolute klutz, tripping and falling into things while insisting she is fine. She tried her best to function but unless kept awake she will doze off rather easily.

24: what motivates them

Her family has had a rather unfortunate streak of dying young. Depending on how superstitious the family member you might be told they have a curse. However she and her brother are two of the longer lasting members of the family. She promised Ellis that she would keep herself happy after a rather close call and she does her best to keep it, waiting for him to come back from traveling. While she doesn’t necessarily hope for a long successful life the few people she has let get close to her keep her going and she does her best not to worry them and to make them proud.

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23, 40, 44, 45, 46 please?

Assuming you meant of the new list I just posted, if not let me know and I will fix.

23. if you had to pick five words/phrases (objects, places, weather, etc.) to describe your oc’s aesthetic, what would you pick?

The night sky, moonstone, parchment, herbalist set, books.

40. do they have any recurring dreams/nightmares?

Yes actually, the majority of her family has past away and her father’s side has a track record for not lasting long. She still had nightmares about the day he passed on and all the things that might happen to her brother out on his travels.

44. what is their opinion of authority?

It is something that needs to be used carefully. When the right person holds it then it can be a tool to protect and guide however can be too easy to abuse in the wrong hands.

45. what is their opinion of tradition?

Something to remember and hold dear but not to follow to the letter. People and places evolve and while you should grow as well it is important to remember everything that came before.

46. are they into folklore and/or conspiracy theories? or do they think both are garbage?

She adores folklore and her mother used to retell the stories she grew up with to Una every night before bed. Her father took a sillier approach most times and added in jokes to make his daughter giggle but on the rare occasion he was serious she was entranced. She still sits down with old volumes of folklore and myths to make notes in the margins of the versions she heard from her parents.