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Acorn, Daffodil, Geranium, Oleander, Rosemary, Yew.

Acorn: What would your character do if they lived forever?Not much differently, actually. He’d be overjoyed to finally have the time to read everything he’s ever wanted to read.Daffodil: Has your character ever had unrequited love for someone? Have they ever loved someone but held it in for any reason?Unrequited love sounds a bit dramatic. He’s had silly crushes on people before, but has never been moved to act on them. If the feelings get strong enough, he’ll usually be honest about the fact, rather than feel like he’s sneaking around behind someone’s back. Geranium: What’s one mistake your character remembers making?He once used baking soda instead of baking powder in a recipe. He regrets that one every day.Oleander: What’s one thing your character should beware of?Books falling on him! In all seriousness, Dragonfly can be a bit naive, and he could stand to be more wary of strangers.Rosemary: What is something your character will always remember?The day he first realized that his sister wasn’t exactly a great person.Yew: What makes your character sad?The idea that his mother will always favor his sister over him. And the sadness of his friends or those he’s close to.

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Xanthoriza, Thistle, Tulip, Red Roses, Poppy, Marigold, Honeysuckle, Edelweiss, Cattail

Cattail: Is your character at peace with themself? Why or why not?Dragonfly would say “yes, absolutely,” and he would only be half wrong. Thought he’s introspective enough to have come to know himself pretty well, he still has a lot of issues with his childhood and past, and is still immature enough to think “not thinking about it” is the same as “at peace.” Edelweiss: Describe a time your character has had to be brave.When he was young, Dragonfly had a friend who was very dear to him. The friend was prone to getting into trouble, and more than once got noticed by older, meaner kids. It would have been easy to let his friend get picked on or take the beatings, but Dragonfly always stood by them.Honeysuckle: Who does your character love like family?Considering how skewed his sense of family is, saying that Dragonfly loved someone like family could easily be an insult. He’s incredibly fond of Aurora and, if he had a good opinion of sisters, would probably think of her as one.Marigold: Describe a time or reason your character felt jealousy.As a child, Dragonfly’s mother showed obvious favoritism for her first child, a full fae. He felt jealousy every time he noticed that she treated his sister differently, and still feels that jealous to an extent every time his mother speaks highly of her.Poppy: What is something your character wants to forget?Most of the things his sister did to him when he was a child.Red Roses: Who is someone your character has truly loved?His mother. Despite her faults and her favoritism for Dragonfly’s sister, he adores his mother and frequently visits her, when he has the time. Tulip: Has your character ever been in romantic love with someone? Are they still?He’s had a few silly crushes on people over the years, but never anything too serious. Most of his crushes are short-lived, as he realizes that someone he thought was a nice person actually isn’t, or realizes that their personality is one he doesn’t mesh well with.Thistle: What’s one time your character has been angry and harsh with someone?Almost every recent interaction he’s had with his sister. Dragonfly rarely finds reason to be angry or harsh with anyone; he’s patient to a fault, but any hint of someone trying to manipulate or control him will bring out the worst in him.Xanthoriza: What’s something your character has run away from?Physically, Dragonfly has run from plenty of dangerous situations. He pretty much always runs from what look like problem patrons at the library, if he can get away with it.

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rowandalton:

Rowan was fairly nervous. It was her second day at her new job and she didn’t want anything else but to make an impression on her co-workers. That was why, after all, she put on her best dress alongside high-heeled pumps (which she detested with her whole heart and soul). As she climbed out of her car, balancing with two plastic cups of coffee in her hands, she put one on of the cups on the roof of her yellow Volkswagen Golf carefully, as she shut the door closed and locked it. Then, she grabbed the cup once again and started walking towards the building of the library. The moment she got to the main part of the library, she opened the door, peeking in curiously. It was still closed officialy, since it was too early.  “Uhm… hello?” After a few seconds of hesitancy, she entered, making slow, unsure steps through the aisle between the bookshelves. The clatter of her heels piercing the general silence library. 

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The library in the morning was one of his favorite times and places. The normal stillness of the building was amplified, until it felt like any, tiny movement he made echoed throughout the whole building. Whoever had closed the night before had left a fair amount of books behind to be re-shelved, and so he’d disappeared into the recesses of the library, rushing to put them away before it was time for him to officially open and get to his other duties. He’d been expecting the newest employee, had even left the doors unlocked for her, and so when he heard a timid voice calling out in the stillness, he immediately stepped halfway out of the aisle he was in, peering toward the front doors. “Oh, hey. You’re right on time.”

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finnwetherby:

Finn grinned a little wider, nudging Dragonfly’s foot back a little harder under the table, turning it into a sort of game.  The other man’s tale of the screeching mother made Finn twist his lips into a sympathetic grimace, but he shook his head.  “Unfortunately for you, I’m only psychic when it comes to my own future, Dragonfly.  I can’t help you with those screeching mothers and upset students, I’m sorry,” he murmured, shrugging.  Then Dragonfly mentioned his own plans for the festival, and Finn tilted his head.  “A few days?  What will you be doing, then?”

He couldn’t help the smile that crept across his face as he felt the next nudge. It was a friendly, comfortable gesture, the contact seeming small but still giving him a nice feeling. “Ah, well. I guess that would’ve been too much to hope for.” He really wasn’t that bothered by the occasional screeching guest, the perks of the job more than made up for them. He shrugged as he launched into a description of his plans. The crowds wouldn’t be enough to ruin his chance to relax. “Oh, y’know. See the gardens, watch some of the festivities. Eat a family of four’s worth of food at the buffets. It���s one of the few holidays I get a year, can you blame me for wanting to actually travel?” 

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polly-kiagris:

She kept an eye on him as he moved about, pressing her glamoured wings close to her body in case he walked into them. She realized he still wasn’t aware of what she was, and it was…odd. To think that she’d have to tell just about everyone she knew that she was High Fae. It was less stressful coming out to her mother as very much not straight than to think about everyone she should tell. She shook her head. “No, weird’s a pretty good word for it, sorry.” She didn’t look any different on the outside, but Polly still felt that pull to turn around and go to the Heart Tree. “I’ve been in a bit of a haze for the past week or so. I think it’s the weather or the equinox or something. Doesn’t magic sort of freak out around now?”

After assuring himself that she wasn’t physically hurt or anything, he breathed a quick sigh of relief. He’d been worried for a moment that something was seriously wrong. “You don’t need to apologize,” He assured her quickly. Throwing a quick glance around the area, he spotted a bench that was, by some miracle, still empty. “Do you wanna go sit down? It probably won’t help much, but . . . I think it’d be something. I’ve done some research on the equinox. It’ll probably be pretty bad for a while.” Some research was an understatement, but somehow everything he knew about how magic was affected during the equinox had completely slipped out of his mind.

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polly-kiagris:

She blinked rapidly, stiil slightly dazed. Someone was holding her steady, keeping her from falling over as she shook her head clear and worked to remember her name. “Sorry, sorry…this has never happened before.” She blinked again, and her vision finally became clear. “Dragonfly – sorry, I totally wasn’t watching where I was going.” After one more second, she remembered his question. “Yes, yeah, I’d been on my way to work…or I thought I was. This was completely out of my way…God, I’m so sorry – I’m just…a little confused, is all.”

Though he’d been smiling, pleased at seeing her, his smile slipped away as he realized she was more than disoriented by the impact. After making sure she was steady, he stepped around her to look at her, keeping one hand on her forearm as a precaution. “Are you okay?” Peering into her face, he searched there for . . . something. He wasn’t sure what. “You seem--” a brief pause, as he tried to search for a non-offensive word. “Weird. Like, off, not weird weird.” 

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lostsightofthelight:

What good that was still in Avery declared that it wasn’t fair at all for Dragonfly to have to make such a trek for hardly any purpose—but the selfish side of that actually wanted him around. Dragonfly was pleasant, fun, and definitely not hard on the eyes. “Very kind of you. Let’s get moving before the hail starts coming down, hm? I’ve got some vegetable soup at home I can warm up if you’re hungry. Might do some good after being completely soaked like this.” He started off one more, ducking his head against a burst of wind that pushed the rain sideways.

“I’d try to keep us both warm and block the rain, but you’d end up carrying me back if I did that.” Avery laughed weakly. He narrowed his eyes and stared forward, trying to work out the best path to walk as they went. It was in fact, a long walk, and cruelly enough the rain didn’t let up an ounce the entire way. Avery’s shivering had reached a high point when they finally reached the Historic District, and his home. He fumbled with the key for a moment before he could get the door open, and then stepped inside, beckoning Dragonfly to follow him in.

The inside was much warmer, and Avery stood there for a moment in the hall in front of the door, wiping away some of the water from his face and eyes. “Give me a moment to get a couple of towels. And perhaps a change of clothes for you. No sense in you walking back in that nonsense.”                        

The acceptance of his offer and the mention of food brightened his spirits. He smiled, falling into step beside the other man and nodding slightly. The rain was coming down harder with every passing moment, but as he glanced at the sky he thought the mention of hail was probably a joke. 

The walk went as well as could be expected. By the time they’d reached Avery’s home, Dragonfly was more soaked than he’d ever imagined he could get. Rain dripped from his hair and his clothes, and he gladly stepped under the closest cover as Avery struggled with the door and then invited him in. For a brief moment he hesitated on the threshold, afraid to drip anywhere, but a gust of wind urged him onward and he quickly entered, closing the door behind him.

“A towel would be a big help.” His whole body felt tight as he struggled not to shiver with cold or let his teeth chatter. He started to protest, to say he didn’t want to bother Avery and would be on his way in a moment, but the man had gone, and so he fell quiet and took a moment to look around. He wiped some water out of his eyes as he did, doing what he could not to drip on anything that looked important. 

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polly-kiagris:

Polly stood at the courtyard of the Heart Tree. Just a month ago, she’d been dancing here in a blue ball gown, grinning like a fool and falling in love with strangers. Just an hour ago, she’d been in the Acolyte District, on her way to work. And now…She stepped backwards, right into someone else, which finally snapped her out of her reverie. “Oh–goodness, I’m so sorry, I wasn’t paying attention. Ehm…” Polly squeezed her eyes shut, touching her mouth as she got her bearings back.. “I was just…I was walking to the shop just a minute ago, I…”

He’d been trying to branch out a little, avoid his old haunts and spend less of his breaks and off days just going to the same old places. Yet he still found himself at the Heart Tree, walking into the coolness of its spreading shadow with a smile on his face. A familiar face caught his eye, and he veered out of his path, stepping close to her just as she moved backwards, slamming into him. “God, I’m sorry.” He caught her shoulders, steadying her as she gathered herself after the impact. “I just wanted to come say hi. You’re on your way to work?” 

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thevictorianvampire:

She smiled to herself as she listened to him talking, glancing back up from the books every now and then to assure him that she was listening. When he picked up one of the books and expressed his surprise, she looked across to see what he was holding. He had turned it for her to see and she shook her head. “Not yet, but I can do it right now. It would get the entire stack out of the way at once.”

She took the book from him and scanned the blurb with a nod. “I’ve heard about these. Supposed to be very accurately written. I keep meaning to read them but things keeping getting in the way.” She quickly typed the book into her laptop and listed the amount of copies in the stack before getting ready to scan them all. “I’ve been looking for something new to read. Would you recommend them?”

He was familiar with her struggle. If it wasn’t work getting in the way of his reading, it was his other reading. Sometimes he worried that there wasn’t enough time in the world to read everything he wanted to read, and that was even considering his longer-than-the-average-human’s lifespan. “I know the feeling.” He commented absently as he let her take the book and went back to perusing the stacks. “Sometimes I wonder if it might be worth it to live forever, if it meant having all the time in the world to read.” 

He found nothing else of much interest in the stacks of books and quickly turned his attention back to the woman. “They’re excellent, if you like the genre. They’re a little simple, but the writing’s good, and they are surprisingly accurate, given they’re written by someone who grew up in the court.” He didn’t think he’d be able to get the same level of detail without spending years in the human world.

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elderberries-and-violets:

“Yep,” Griff answered with a huge grin, proud and loving. He pointed out each group as they were brought up. “Those four are my siblings and they have six kids between them. My parents over there, talking to my dad’s sister and her wife. Three of my grandparents are here, but my dad’s mom stayed in the Spring Court this year. Ruti and Nina belong to my mom’s best friend – technically they aren’t actually related to us, but they’re basically family anyway.” He laughed lightly. A few of the people here weren’t blood relatives, but family wasn’t always about DNA. “I can go on if you want, but I feel like it might just be a better idea to let everyone introduce themselves as they get to you. And don’t worry – nobody expects you to remember their names right away either. Well. Doctor Dragonfly might, but she’s a special case.”

The introductions whirled around him, and he could tell he was starting to grin like a fool. As Griff pointed out each group, Dragonfly turned and noted them; their faces probably weren’t going to stick in his head, but as people began to notice him and trickle over to introduce themselves, he found it hardly mattered. None of them seemed at all insulted that he’d intruded. He still couldn’t fathom how so many people all came together--blood and not-blood related--and enjoyed one another’s company. Turning to Griff after another wave of introductions, he smiled. “You have an amazing family.” 

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amaranthine-agony:

“And why not? If a Chimera can’t make up the rules to her own game, an imp certainly doesn’t hold sway.”

“If we’re comparing social standing, I think I still come out on top. Tell me something, what was the point of all this? What are you getting out of this whole thing?” 

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lostsightofthelight:

Avery stopped, eyes widening slightly at the offer, and it was clear he was caught off guard by it. No sooner did the surprise appear however, it was gone, and the high fae smiled with a visible flicker of interest. “Well aren’t you the gentleman.” He mused. “I live towards the center of Fateswallow though, in the Historical District. It’s…quite a walk.” And admitting it aloud made his frown return. Perhaps he would just locate an inn and spare himself of anymore suffering. Already his magic was fading, leaving him far too tired to keep it up for much longer at the risk of collapsing. He would have to endure the chill, and worse yet the rain—his punishment for the impulsive yet enjoyable act tonight.

Even now, Avery had pulled away from Dragonfly’s mind, allowing him privacy once more—only because keeping tabs on him was starting to create a brutal headache.

He couldn’t help but laugh. He’d just come from the Historical District, and this little detour had taken him pretty far out of his way already. The idea of sending Avery off on his own after all but dragging him into an unexpected adventure didn’t sit well with him. “That’s a little out of my way,” He admitted, watching the way the other man’s expression changed. “It’s kind of my fault you’re out this far, though . . .” 

The frown on the man’s face made up his mind for him. “I’ll walk with you. If you want, I mean. It’s only fair that I should have to walk in the rain, too.” In any case, he really didn’t mind the walk in the rain that much--despite the chill that had settled into his bones, he still enjoyed the peace that seemed to fall over the world when it rained.

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finnwetherby:

Finn smiled teasingly, shrugging a shoulder.  “Maybe just a little bit,” he said, nudging the other man’s foot under the table with his own.  “Or maybe I’m psychic - maybe I foresaw you were going to be here at this exact time.”  The teasing came easy to the normally-introverted fae, but that was because Dragonfly was so easygoing, so easy to joke around with.  The next comment got him to grow a little more serious, however, and he shook his head.  “I don’t like the crowds,” he replied, biting his lip.

Feeling the other man’s foot under the table, Dragonfly grinned, nudging him back. He’d liked seeing Finn start to come out of his shell a little bit; when he’d first met him at the chapel Dragonfly wasn’t sure he’d heard Finn say more than a few words. So he smiled as the other man teased him, laughing. “You should have told me you were psychic, that would’ve been useful right around the time a screeching mother came in to ask why her kid failed his test when he’d spent all day in the study room.” Being able to anticipate and avoid that kind of patron would have been a dream come true. “Quite honestly, I don’t like the crowds either, but I can’t really pass up the celebration. I’ve got a few days of activities planned.” 

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thevictorianvampire:

Evelyn laughed gently when she realized who she was talking to. She really had to start saying that after looking up to see who it was. Now she had to live with having been overly formal with a friend and a friend she worked with, no less. She shook her head with a self deprecating smile. “Hey Dragonfly. Enjoying your day off?” She watched as he placed the heavy book on the desk, quirking an eyebrow at the sheer size of it. “Wow…that’s a big book.” She spun it round and read the title, tilting her head a little as she did. “Never took you for botany but whatever floats your boat.” 

She flipped open the cover and started typing in the details on her laptop, checking the book back into the system. “As for the new ones, it depends on your definition of interesting. So far I’ve seen cook books, books on species of frogs, differences between wolves and even a book about constructing an efficient database. I think I saw some classics on the list though so hopefully they should be good. If I find one about plants, do you want me to put it aside for you?”

“Hi, Evelyn.” Truth be told, he’d hardly noticed her overly-formal greeting. He was guilty of doing the same thing, too absorbed in his own work to see who was approaching him before he spoke. “Immensely. I always forget there’s a whole world out there that exists outside of books.” He laughed lightly; it was always easier to self-deprecate when it came to how much time he spent in the library.

As she checked the book back in, he peered at the stacks of books. A few titles jumped out at him; recent novels by authors he recognized that he’d been meaning to read. One stack in particular was just copies of a book, and he moved around the counter to pick it up and look at it more closely. “I didn’t know we’d gotten this already.” It was the newest in a series of novels, all detailing the adventures of an imp in the human world. The author had really done their research on their books, and Dragonfly could relax now and again with a novel instead of a history book. “Definitely put aside any plant ones you find. Have you put this in the system yet?” He angled the book so she could see the cover, glancing sideways at her as he did.

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lostsightofthelight:

Avery was actually starting to shiver himself, and he clenched his teeth to keep them from chattering. “Hm?” He lifted his head, looking momentarily confused until the question was made more clear. “Oh, yes, it does. It’s like doing any kind of strenuous activity—work it too much and you’re bound to burn yourself out.” He sighed and crossed his arms, trying to cling to his body heat. “I like to think my endurance is high, but I spent most of the day using my magic to make things….and then I didn’t anticipate how much energy I would burn out here…”A breeze whipped around them and Avery shut his eyes tightly for a moment.

“Well…it’s been a pleasure…but I need to start the walk home.” He breathed—and oh that was going to be an unpleasant walk. Coming to the lake had added some distance, and now here he was tired, cold, and right back to his former state of misery. He grabs his shoes and decides it would be easier to go barefoot. “Thank you for the company.”

His jacket was soaked through, pretty much useless at this point, but he pulled it on anyway. An added layer of protection against the downpour. Another flash of lightening illuminated the scene for a split second, and the glimpse he got of the other man’s face brought a frown to his own. “I’d hate to make you walk alone,” The words came out of him before he could catch them, over-analyze them, and then decide not to say them. “I mean, if it’s not too far out of my way, I could walk with you.” 

His own home lay a fair distance away, and the rain was beginning to come down harder than ever. Cold, wet, and now finding his own good mood seeping out of him with his body heat, he wasn’t exactly relishing the walk. Besides, it was his fault Avery had come so far out of his way, he couldn’t just let him disappear. 

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kora-valentine:

Had the masks not concealed their faces, Kora would’ve teased him the moment she saw him flush. Instead, she merely chuckled at his reaction. “ Ah yes, that would be more accurate. You haven’t danced at all, have you? ” She smiled. “ Dragonfly? That’s a pretty unique name. You can look for anonymous sex anywhere - doesn’t have to be here. ” Kora certainly had her fair share of sexual partners. She didn’t feel the need to use the masque as an excuse. “ So, aside from the drinking and watching, what have you been doing? It seems like a shame not to dance. No one will know who you are anyway. ”

He couldn’t exactly explain why he didn’t want to dance. Something about the tone of the evening, of someone expecting the night to go further after the dance, gave him pause. He had to smile as she kept talking, shaking his head slightly as he chuckled. “I guess that’s true, but it seems like a lot of people get off on no one knowing who they are.” Shrugging, he glanced sideways at the woman, glad that the mask concealed most of his face. “I’ve been raiding the dessert table pretty frequently. I’m not exactly worried about anyone knowing who I am. It’s the expectations that come along with dancing that I’m worried about.”

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lostsightofthelight:

Dragonfly’s reaction to Avery’s words definitely caught the high fae’s attention.  His thoughts betrayed him more than his actions did, and a smile spread across Avery’s lips as he slowly turned his head, resting his piercing gaze on the other man. “Did that interest you dove?” He teased, and his words managed to break into a laugh as Dragonfly flailed about in surprised from the weather’s noisy efforts.

“Oh relax. You don’t think I’m capable of stopping a little electricity from getting you?” Avery remarked with a slight huff of his breath. However, as he righted himself and treaded to water to keep afloat, he did feel a good portion of his energy gone due to his efforts of keeping the water so warm. After a long day with little to no sleep the night before, Avery had already exhausted himself, and he was doing his body no favors now. Dragonfly appeared to be done with this little adventure, and so Avery sighed and slowly started back towards the shore. “I suppose there’s no point in us pruning ourselves, hm? I am growing decently tired anyway…”

He ignored Avery’s prompt, rolling his eyes to avoid looking at the other man. This time, he was able to control his response, very carefully avoiding letting himself be embarrassed, except about his reaction to the thunder. Honestly, he hadn’t been expecting it, and as another flash of lightening crackled overhead, he followed Avery out of the water. 

“It’s not about whether you’re capable, but whether you’d actually do it.” He laughed and shook himself as he stepped out of the water, pushing his hair back with both hands. Now that he wasn’t in the warm water, he’d begun to shiver again. “It takes a lot of energy, doesn’t it?” He asked, as he found a rock to sit on while he put his shoes back on. The fact that the rock was wet didn’t bother him, since he was already soaked through. “Using magic, I mean. I’ve never practiced much.” Avery’s casual use of magic had fascinated him, he could admit.