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March 12th excerpt:

Seeing no options on top of the bed, Jacob edged toward the side. Peering over the side was like looking down into a canyon. He’d only climbed down the blankets to the floor once before, and that was with someone nearby to catch him in case he slipped.

There was a resounding click followed by the ominous echo of a door creaking open. Jacob didn’t have any time.

He started a downward climb. It was tough, and clumsy for someone who didn’t practice climbing much at all, but his fingers fit in the weave of the blanket hanging over the side of the bed. It was like climbing down a huge, thick net.

Oscar: 15, 18 or 20

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More questions for poor Oscar. I’m gonna go ahead and do all three, since they haven’t already been asked for him. ^^

15. Who do they hate the most?

In most AUs, Oscar is actually too isolated from people to hate someone. In the sad AU, however, he hates Thomas, the first human that caught him and launched him into all the trials that followed.

18. Is there a certain flavor that disgusts them?

He doesn’t get enough food in general, so he decided early on that he liked food, no matter what it was. If it’s edible and fills up his tiny little tummy, he likes it. That said, he probably wouldn’t like flavors like sauerkraut. He’d still eat it if it was all he had, but the flavor would earn a few grimaces.

20. Do they consider themselves unloveable?

He hasn’t decided this about himself, but sometimes he does wonder. He’s lived so much of his life by himself. He did once or twice worry that his mother left because she didn’t want to come back to him, but he knows that isn’t true. That said, the boy is extremely touch starved and if he was given a hug (by someone who saw him as an equal, at least), he would all but melt into that contact.

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March 11th excerpt:

Jacob shuffled over to the music player and crouched down next to it. The cord from the earphones was cumbersome, and it almost felt like it was actively trying to tangle around him as he pushed it aside so he could reach the buttons.

When he could finally see the front of the device, now the size of a TV for him, he pressed an entire hand on one of the buttons. Choosing his own music, at least, was something he could still do by himself without someone making an argument against it.

Ready to Mingle

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The day really snuck up on me. I decided to do one of my writing prompts for the year with a Valentine’s theme, and this is the result. Jacob, as ace as can be, giving a pep talk to his best buddy on the day of dates and hearts and all that sappy stuff. The start of it came from a prompt, which I’ll put in bold, and the rest is mine.

“Just let me have like three seconds to pretend everything is okay before we go back in there.”

Jacob raised his eyebrows and wrestled a bemused smirk from his face. “Seriously, dude? It’s just some cheesey dance.”

Chase shot him an exasperated look. Of the two of them, he seemed better prepared for the event. His suit was crisp and he’d actually put some effort into styling his sleek black hair. By contrast, Jacob had a nice button-up shirt, some slacks, and he’d done his hair in the same style he always did. Chase was ready to charm people, by the looks of things.

It was odd to see him so unnerved about a social event. If Bobby wasn’t spending the whole time with his girlfriend, he’d have already started giving him shit over this.

Jacob was tempted, but instead he clapped his small friend on the back. “Come on, Chase,” he encouraged. “There’s free food in there. That’s like specifically for the people who showed up without dates. Eat your loneliness.”

Chase sent him one more put-upon look, and then glanced at the doors back into the gym. The hallway was decorated with signs and streamers in red, pink, and white, all pointing towards that big echo chamber. Their school didn’t have many dance events like this, but everyone always went to them.

What else was there to do?

“Come on, man,” Chase muttered. “This is easy for you. You get to just go ‘nah’ to the whole date thing and go have fun.”

Jacob rolled his eyes. “You know, bi or not, you could just do that, too. You don’t have to have a date.”

Chase huffed and stood up straight. Next to Jacob, he barely even reached a shoulder, but his usual confidence returned in small bursts all the same. Chase was the kind of person who could talk his way into (or out of) anything. Or, most anything. He’d asked a handful of people to go to the event with him, but they’d all paired up already.

“They better be good and ready for me, then,” he said, almost more to himself, but Jacob laughed along with him. When he opened the door again, the music and talking all but burst out into the hall, welcoming them back to the party.

Chase’s grin was already back in place. “Who’s ready to mingle?”

Jacob: 5, 35; Bowman: 1, 13; Elias: 3, 9; Eral: 15, 25

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So many!  ❤  My lesser known bbys get a chance to shine, too.

Jacob

5. List 3 fears; one “surface level” fear, one “repressed” fear, and one “deep dark” fear.

Surface Level Fear: He fears being clumsy around the sprites

Repressed Fear: He used to have a fear of getting so lost no one would ever find him. This has worn down somewhat, but he does make sure to bring a compass when he goes hiking.

Deep Dark Fear:  He’s afraid of forgetting what his dad was like. As the years go by, it’s harder and harder to remember, and this bothers him at the back of his mind.

35. If they could change one thing about themselves, what would it be?

Jacob is very secure in his sense of self after a lot of self meditation and such, but he knows he can always improve. He would probably try to aim for knowing what to say in somber situations, because he really doesn’t know what to say; they’re like his weak point and he might just go for an awkward pat on the back or a somewhat lame condolence.

Bowman

1. What is one word to shut them up?

If that’s even possible with Bowman, haha. In all seriousness, it’s not a word but a threat against his wings will definitely give him pause. Not a very long pause, mind.

13. Which of the 7 Deadly Sins best describes them?

Pride, for sure. Bowman is super proud of his wings and his skills. The other sins don’t really fit him much at all, either. Wrath is a solid maybe, but he’s really just all bluster.

Elias

3. What is the worst pain they’ve ever experienced?

Elias has been in a lot of fights, and some of them were pretty bad. He would say that the worst pain was a gut wound, one that nearly wiped him out completely. However, the actual worst pain he’s dealt with was more metaphysical. In last year’s nanowrimo project, he had a good deal of his divinity ripped out of him. It hurt deeply, even if he didn’t recognize it right away.

9. What is their greatest physical weakness?

This is a tough question for a character who’s already so strong as a baseline. But, as a mortal, Elias has plenty of weaknesses. However, in his canon, there is a material called Korvasin Grey Metal that would cause many of his demigod magics to flee for a time, and that would leave him really vulnerable.

Eral

15. Who do they hate the most?

He hasn’t encountered them again since he met them, but he hates the poachers who came into his forest and killed pretty much every other arbor pixie with a misfired magical trap. It wasn’t meant for them, but that doesn’t stop him from resenting these people, and the fact that they took him away after that doesn’t help either.

25. Have they ever been betrayed by someone they thought they could trust?

He used to travel with a group of adventurers before he met Elias. One of them actually sold him to a black market at one point, and he almost didn’t manage to escape. When he did, there was some hell to pay.

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March 10th excerpt:

The lock on the front door clicked shut in the distance, and Jacob heaved a sigh. He flopped backwards on his bed to stare at the ceiling, while the simple relief of having some time to himself settled over him. It had been so long since his mom had given him any solitude at all, always hovering nearby or having him stay somewhere in the same room where she was working.

Any HC for Brothers Discovered?

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Headcanons or hot chocolate? XD Snow has hot cocoa on my brain.

I think, if I was to headcanon for Discovered (which is hard, because anything either of us headcanon can easily become actual canon), I would imagine that if Sam had a bad nightmare about being trapped in the cages again, he’d sneak off onto John’s pillow, near his safe human, and fall fast asleep.

And then Dean wakes up, panics when he can’t find Sam, and John ends up with two tiny kids sleeping on his pillow.

@borrowedtimeandspace–

My hot cocoa for Discovered is that John finds a copy of the BFG at a used book store and totally reads it with kiddo Sam. Cute fluffy bonding moments are Necessary.

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March 9th excerpt:

When a finger bigger than either brothers head brushed over Dean, melting some of the snow instantly on contact and knocking a few other flakes free from his flattened spike of hair, he jerked back on instinct, and dragged Sam along with him as he cringed from the hand that could scoop them both into a fist in seconds. Sam was limp, offering no resistance to Dean’s motion.

John sucked in a startled breath, jerking his hand back for a second. Before he could think about it, his hand shot back out and curled behind the moving figure’s back. His hand didn’t close, simply formed a barrier of warmth for the kid. They looked so small against his palm, and he took half a second to process the fact that they didn’t just look like tiny kids, they were real.

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March 8th excerpt:

A few steps away was a crossing, which had just turned in the direction that John wasn’t heading, so he shoved his hands in his pockets with a sigh and waited patiently for the light.

Boredom struck quickly, and curiosity brought his attention sliding back the way he’d come, to that strange figure in the snow. He didn’t understand why until he thought about it; whatever it was, it was small enough to be a toy. But a fallen toy wouldn’t manipulate itself in such a position.

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At first, the tingling on Sam’s neck was sporadic. He only got a glance or two from the mother, and on occasion the clerk would stare around at the displays as well, keeping her eyes on all the toys in the building and probably watching out for any possible theft that could occur.

Each time her eyes passed over his spot, the pricking returned. And, as the door swung open, admitting the next family in, it burst into a fire. One little boy’s eyes were glued to the display case immediately, and he ran right over. Sam forced himself to stop trembling, though his instincts were quailing under the oversized, too-close scrutiny.

The boy’s voice rang out. “Mooooomm, we should get one of these!” The eyes were covetous as they stared at the knife that had been lovingly handcrafted by Dean, outstretched in Sam’s shaky, clammy hand. The child’s hand landed on the glass close by, grubby fingerprints smudging the clear surface.

Sam couldn’t hide a flinch at the sound, or the size of the hand that stretched higher than his head, but the child was already staring beseechingly up at his mom, large eyes trying to get her to go along with his plan. Her shadow fell over Sam as she leaned in, piercing blue eyes spotting the price tag that was tied to his leg.

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