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ft. bjorn

“Dork.” Bjørn leaned up to lay his head on Daniel’s chest, his chin gently against him so he could look up at him. “Oh, do you?” He grinned wide, drawing circles on his chest with his index finger.  “I’ve never celebrated anything like this before, I’m excited! What are we doing?”

“rude,” daniel responded with a loud hmph as he made a fuss of folding his arms across his chest, a scowl quickly appearing across his face and then disappear just as fast as he found himself laughing. “i do,” he nodded, he didn’t have anything too spectacular in store, but he was proud of what he’d come up with. “and that is exactly why i’ve planned several activities, just to show you what valentines is about.”

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ft. percy

percy quickly opened the closet and grabbed one out before tossing it to well. “ we’re going grocery shopping, “ he told him before exiting back out of the bathroom and back into the living room, shoving one of his vans on and then another. “ there’s jack shit in the fridge. LIKE A BROWN BANANA ― why the fuck is there bananas in the fridge anyway ? ― and a1 sauce. “

will caught the towel, rolling his eyes as he quickly dried off, tying it around his hips as he stepped out of the shower. “okay, i wasn’t the one who forgot my turn,” he replied, letting out a small hmph as he folded his arms across his chest. “do we have to? can’t we just order them? or like eat out?”

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ft. bjorn

Bjørn’s eyes fluttered open as he heard Daniel roll over, a lazy smile working its way on his lips. “Happy Valentine’s Day.” He responded, grazing his fingers along Daniel’s jaw. He knew he had been planning this day for a while, he didn’t understand the holiday, but he loved watching him get so excited. “I love you, babe.” He placed a hand on Daniel’s shoulder as he kissed him back.

“love you more,” daniel teased, gently returning the other’s kiss before reluctantly pulling away. a small smile made it’s way across his face as he gently pushed himself into a seated position, his gaze remaining fixed on bjorn. “i know you probably want to just lay in bed, but i do have some stuff planned for today,” he continued, gently biting his lip as he watched for the other’s reaction. it was his first time really planning something for valentine’s day so to say he was nervous would be an understatement. 

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ft. makena

“if i die-” if you ASKED kena whether she thought she’d live forever, she’d lift her shoulders upwards with an air of not caring either way, and put it to you simply : she didn’t know. no one did. she had as much insight into her own possible immortality as the rest of the world had into their own, but she wouldn’t have been being facetious with such wording of an answer, just like she wasn’t being so right now. the only thing hard to know was whether her ( unique ) views came from growing up around the x-men ( who seemed to treat death as a temporary condition, like the FLU ), or being the grandchild of jean grey and scott summers ; two family lines that had skewed things permanently all on their OWN. “my funeral has to be something like this. cut the memorial shit. i want gangnam style playing while people do tequila shots off my hot pink coffin, and…- i don’t fuckin’ know. people in a corner teaching my kid how to roll her first joint to remember me by, instead of telling her stupid stories that won’t even matter by then. henry knew what was what.”

like many of the party goers, august had been quick to ditch as much of his funeral attire as he could. shoving his tie into the pocket of his jacket, he made a beeline towards one of the kegs. the sooner he had a beer in his hand, the better. he had never been particularly close to henry, but as a fellow x-kid, her death hit close to home. and he was hoping her unofficial memorial would distract him from the thought of death. he had half the mind to just excuse himself from the conversation with makena, but he had to admit he was curious as to what she had to say. so instead he took a drink as he fixed his attention on his friend, listening intently to what she had to say. “yeah, i know what you mean, the last thing i want is some stuffy old funeral,” he replied with a laugh. of course as a prince and one day king, august would have a traditional burial but he hoped his friends would know to throw a more exciting after party. “hopefully you’ll live long enough to teach her yourself,” he laughed, “then at your funeral everyone can just sit around getting high.”

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ft. skylar

she knew he had been avoiding her, and she didn’t necessarily blame him. hell, she’d been avoiding half of her family at this point, mostly out of fear of emotional exercise. SKYLAR WANTED SOME ALONE TIME WITH HENRY’S MEMORY before it got skewed. “ i mean, that wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world, i suppose, “ skylar told him with a light, easy smile. it was nice to be in his company again, no matter the circumstances. and in all honestly, she’s been avoiding all people at the bonfire, mostly keeping to herself. AND MISERY LOVES COMPANY. “ god, you’re so lame, i don’t know why we’re friends. finding drugs is so easy, dude. but thanks for the refill. “ she accepted the cup with grace.

“okay, well in that case- where do southern viking descendants go after death?” the blond managed to get through the question without his voice cracking, a small smile appearing across his face as he took a sip of his drink. it was an awful joke, but it wasn’t like daniel was known for his outstanding sense of humor. he just hoped it would make skylar laugh. “are we friends? i always thought you were just using me to get to my dad,” he responded, eyebrows furrowed together as he tried to feign a serious reaction, before ultimately letting out a laugh. “alright then, if it’s so easy, show me,” he responded, almost immediately regretting allowing the words to leave his mouth. daniel had no interest in obtaining, let alone using any sort of drugs, but if it meant cheering skylar up he was willing to at least watch and learn.

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it didn’t take a genius, or someone particular adept at reading human emotions to tell that something was bothering bruce. between the frown, and the way he was fidgeting with his tie, loosening it and tightening it over and over. he couldn’t possibly imagine what the reyes-mccoy family were going through but just the thought of burying your child was enough to send him into a spiral. taking a deep breath, he surveyed the crowd leaving the memorial service, his eyes landing on a familiar tuft of dark hair. eli. he quickly made his way through the crowd, placing a hand on his son’s shoulder, “hey kiddo,” he spoke, his voice cracking ever so slightly as he found himself looking at his son, searching for visable signs that he was okay. “can we talk?” @littlewickd​

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ft. skylar

skylar flicked her hair back and picked back up her red solo cup. she wasn’t supposed to be drinking, but who was going to judge her for doing it ? HER SISTER WAS DEAD. the least she could have is a smirnoff ice. sky had left the memorial service very swiftly about an hour ago after bursting into tears and attaching herself to her mother’s left side. it wasn’t good for her reputation and besides, all of it felt wrong. henry would have scoffed at the idea of a memorial in her honor. SHE WAS MORE OF AN IRISH FUNERAL TYPE. “ if one more person tells me they’re sorry for my loss, i’m gonna start throwing punches,  “ skylar said, apropos to nothing. “ don’t talk to me if it’s not to make uncomfortable jokes that maybe she, like me, will come back from the dead. or offer me illicit drugs for free. “

he was ashamed to admit it but daniel had spent most of the evening avoiding skylar. he just didn’t know what he was supposed to say to her, he’d never been in her position. and he was certain she’d had enough sorry for your losses to last a laugh time. so, only after he’d consumed a copious amount of alcohol did he find the courage to approach his friend. “i really don’t think you want me telling any hellheim related jokes,” danny responded with a weak laugh, his own pathetic attempt at a joke, “and i wouldn’t have the slightest clue as to procuring drugs, but i did bring a refill,” he continued, a small smile spreading across his face as he extended one of the cups he was holding towards his friend. 

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“hey babe,” william spoke loudly in order to be heard over the music, greeting his husband with a peck on the check as he draped his arm around his shoulder. “i know we were like just at a funeral,” a smirk spreading across his face as he continued to talk, pausing only to his jungle juice. “but let’s find somewhere a little more private.” @badrcputaticn​

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ft. helena

Helena rolled her eyes. “I’m touched at the concern truly.” The sentiment was genuine even if the sarcasm in her tone might have hidden that. “But if I need your help I’ll ask.” To anyone that had known Helena for more than a week would’ve known just how much of a lie that statement ways. Still, she stood there with her arms crossed. “You would still be a decent brother but you’d also be one who let’s his younger sister beat up the people who piss her off.”

"i never get to stick up for anyone!” he whined, loudly, his lower lip jutting out into a pout as he looked at his sister. “i just wanted to show the world just how great of a big brother i am!” he continued, waving his hands through the air as he spoke. “but if you really don’t need me, i guess i’ll just go back to watching from the sidelines,” as he spoke, he tried his best to sound upset but he couldn’t fake it for long, ultimately starting to laugh as he looked at his sister. “next time i promise that i’ll just watch you kick their ass.”

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ft. theora

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“Walk slower.” Theora said, the advice almost uncertainly unwarranted. “The moment snow starts to fall people lose all common sense and suddenly I’m setting twenty broken bones a shift.”

“i can’t afford to walk slower, theora, i’ve got cases on the docket,” the brunette paused, after the other’s name, her eyes narrowing ever so slightly as she cast a glance at the older woman. “but i’ll be sure to pass it along, we wouldn’t want you to be too overworked now, would we?”

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ft. orpheus

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“Do memories from a past life count as my memories? Or are they entirely the past version’s?” Orpheus mused. “The philosophical questions that come with reincarnation are such a headache.”

“hm,” benjamin mused, his eyebrows furrowing together as he turned his head to look at orpheus, “that’s a pretty deep question to have over your morning cereal,” he laughed, but he wasn’t ready to dismiss the subject quite yet. “i would say that unless you actually remember them yourself, that then they really aren’t your memories?” he responded with relative uncertainty. “at least i think.”

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ft. rohen

“Dad!” As apprehensive as Rohen was about getting close to Scott again, he couldn’t resist telling him the good news. It wasn’t even a thought that went into his head, he ran straight to Scott. “I’m getting published!”

@thevalorous​ - for Scott!

“you’re getting published?” scott repeated, his eyes widening as the realisation of the news sunk in, excitement quickly overcoming him. “you’re getting published!” he repeated, this time more of an excited yell as he rushed to throw his arms around his son in a congratulatory hug, getting a couple of pats on the back in. “that’s amazing!”

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ft. phaenna

Phaenna narrowed her eyes at her older brother while gently lifting her obviously not new and very worn paintbrushes. She’s more of less kept and collected paintbrushes most of her life and only throws them away if they really break. Of course, that totally doesn’t mean she may or may not have been eyeing Daedalus’s paintbrushes from time to time. So this was inevitable for him to suspect. Damnit. She admires good tools. “I’ll admit… it has been on my mind to… borrow them in a sense.” She admits wearily. “However I haven’t been able to do much painting because I have to fill out my sketch portfolio. If you promise not to burn anything then you can look through my bag with my brushes over there,” She says pointing to her back over to the side. “You can look to be sure.”

“well i appreciate your honesty,” daedalus responded, the sarcasm in his tone very prominent as he cast a glance at his sister once more, before moving towards her bag. he really didn’t believe a word that phaenna was saying, but since she was family he was willing to give her the benefit of the doubt. and, he would try to refrain from setting anything on fire- though he couldn’t make any promises. “i really hope to find them, they are such nice brushes after all,” he continued, rather loudly, as he started to open her bag, moving aside the various contents until he was satisfied that his brushes were no where to be found. “shit,” he mumbled, biting his lip as he lifted his gaze to look at her, “are you sure you haven’t seen them?”

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ft. jack

     “i came to visit my baby brother,” jack said with a smirk. he honestly didn’t have a reason to visit danny other than wanting to bug his younger brother. he had let himself into daniel’s room, expecting his brother to only be a few minutes. he ended up waiting over an hour for him to get back to his room. he had almost given up, he had scrolled through so many videos he was convinced tik tok was going to kick him off. “so, how was your day?”

“oh well that’s really not necessary,” daniel was quick to respond, his eyes briefly making eye contact with his brother, before his gaze fell to the ground. “i’m sure you have much better things to be doing,” he continued, this time biting down on his lip as he allowed his bag to drop to the floor. “it was alright, i had a couple of quizzes but i think i did alright on them,” he answered the other’s questions as he moved across the room, taking a seat on his desk chair. “i’ve got a lot of homework though.”

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ft. rowan

the worst part of what danny was currently going through for ro was perhaps simply that there was nothing she could do. she was helpless, having to simply be there and take care of him, at least attempting to clean up the mess that her family had made, whilst also trying not to dwell on it. “oh okay,” she doesn’t want to leave him alone, not if she could help it. “well i’ve got my laptop with me, i could do my work while you do yours,” she felt bad, just slightly, she could tell that he didn’t want her there, but rowan was simply too stubborn for her own good. she wasn’t about to let him have to deal with this alone, just like she knew completely that danny would have been there for her when she was struggling. it was simply what siblings did for each other. “look,” she sighed then. “you don’t have to talk to me, you don’t have to do anything… i just think you should have some company for a bit okay?”

daniel exhaled, a loud sigh escaping from his lips as he lifted his head to look at his sister. he felt terrible for how he was acting, brushing rowan off, ignoring her attempts to reach out. but that didn’t change the fact that she really couldn’t help him. but still, he didn’t need to be a dick. so sighing once more, he pushed his book aside as he looked up at her once more, “actually a movie or something might be nice,” he managed, along with a weak smile. “did you have one in mind?”

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ft. raynor

“Because the few times I have met him, he’s come off as someone who would get into a fight with a tree if he thought it wronged him. You would apologize to the tree, however.” Raynor shrugged. His attempt at expressing his worry for him dating someone who’s aspired to be a warrior was going somewhat poorly. “Opposites attract, I suppose.”

the younger male couldn’t help but wince at the mention of a tree, a very painful reminder of his own run in with a tree. and while his cousin was somewhat right, at least about how he would react in the situation, daniel couldn’t help but feel somewhat angry. “well you don’t know him like i do,” he answered as he lifted his head to lock eyes with raynor.

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"happy valentine’s day,” daniel breathed, a faint smile working its way across his face as he rolled onto his side, coming face to face with his boyfriend. it was their first time spending the holiday together, and naturally daniel had spent weeks planning it. he needed everything to be perfect. hours had gone into selecting presents and deciding where to eat, after all, valentine’s day only came around once a year. “i love you,” he added, as he craned his neck just enough to plant a gentle kiss on the other’s lips. @chacswins​