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sebastian mann​. 

Sebastian stared at the poster tacked to the tree in confusion. BIRDS AREN’T REAL: Wake Up, Katmere! It proudly proclaimed. Below was a picture of a pigeon labeled GOVERNMENT SURVEILLANCE DRONE. This really was a stretch as far as conspiracy theories went. How could anyone, especially paranormals, fall for such a baseless idea? They’ve lived to see governments rise and fall, and seen birds way before any electronics existed. The worst part of the poster, though, was probably the sharpied in -but Mothman is! next to a sticker of his dad’s head photoshopped onto a shadowy mothman figure. He rolled his eyes and moved to remove the poster, declaring, “This is fucking ridiculous.”

          Dain had been doing weird research for their show which was normal. They liked the weird stuff they had to look into for their show. Some conspiricies are strange and they wanted to highlight some of the more obscure ones on the air. Honestly they didn’t know how popular their radio show was. It was fun getting to look at different experiments. “What’s fucking ridiculous?” they asked, tilting their head and trying to figure out what exactly about the poster the other was talking about. “Oh. I’m interviewing one of the bird society people tonight on my radio show. You should listen. Haven’t spoken about Mothman yet. Wait... is that professor Mann?” They’d never seen the man before. 

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felix vidal.

“Oh sorry,” Felix said he usually used dude as a generic term for anyone but if the other didn’t like it he’d try to catch himself. Felix started grabbing the stuff to start the noodles

“So why are you up so late?” Felix asked him as he started on his task of making midnight snack for the two of them

“also french fried onions and pease or just the macaroni and tuna?” Felix asked him grabbing a can of peas, he hated using canned ingredients but fresh vegetables weren’t ideal for dorm room storage. 

          Dain knew that some people used that word as something more neutral than what they were used to, but Dain really didn’t like it for them. They would rather people use gender neutral terms. “It’s okay,” Dain replied, then pointed to the badge on their shirt that had their pronouns on it. They’d paid a wix to charm it so it matched how they felt. 

          “I don’t really sleep. Never have.” They shrugged. “What about you?” Dain wanted to be able to sleep better, but their brain never really quit and it was a problem. They used to have pills to make them sleep, going off to grad school though, they didn’t keep up with it. 

          “Um, just the mac, I think. I don’t really like onions, the texture is weird to me.” Dain shrugged. Cooking wasn’t something they’d ever been good at. 

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zoë azure​.

xx

“That’s dumb, then. You’re fae enough that you’re here, that should make you fae enough to be allowed into your Court.” Zoë said, getting enraged on their behalf. She couldn’t imagine not being allowed entry into the Dragon Court. “Oh, yeah. We went for Wyvernhoard once. It was way better than the celebration back home. Well, not better but bigger. It wasn’t even really fancier, because wealth isn’t much of an issue for dragons, what with the hoards and all.” Zoë wasn’t sure that they would even know what Wyvernhoard was, but it was really the only reason she’d ever gone to the Dragon Court. Her parents didn’t want to deal with the hassle of rounding up all of their children, so when they were needed only one of the two of them went. “That’s not really flying. I mean, sure, it gets you there, but it probably takes a lot of focus, right? So you don’t get to enjoy it as much. I don’t have to think about flapping my wings. Like how you don’t think about walking, right? You just do it.” Zoë thought for a moment, and then shrugged. “I’m not sure. I haven’t been there before. It’s not like there’s a map that shows all of the wards that exist in the world. It would rather defeat the purpose of putting up wards.”

“Well thanks, I appreciate the vote of confidence but I can assure you that I can’t. I feel like I need to remind you that we’re dragons.”

          “That’s not how the fae court works,” they shrugged. Honestly it never bothered them they’d never been to the other courts either, so why did it matter that the fae were different about their courts? Dain didn’t really care all that much since they liked their home town. “Oh, well that’s fun.” They honestly didn’t really know what Wyvernhold was, but they weren’t going to say that when it was clearly something they should have known about. Dain didn’t know about the supernatural world that much. While they’d gone to a supernatural college, they’d been busy with school. There was clearly a reason that Dain was paying attention to the daily lives of the other species. “Yeah, I guess. It is more like manipulating the air, but it’s fun. I’m the only one in my family that can fly.” The rest of their family was not as powerful, except for their father. “That’s true. I guess you just gotta be careful.” 

          “Dragons. Right. It’s so weird that dragons exist. Like you’re really not a human, you’re a dragon.” They didn’t think that half fae was as weird. “Like if you can exist then... mothman can too.” 

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imogene sargent​.

xx

“Yes it’s fun. No, there’s nothing weird or magic about the sand.” Imogene thought it was such a interesting art form. She wasn’t that skilled at it, but half the fun of it was just having fun with the experience of it. It was something delicate, one wrong move and you messed the whole thing up. But there was something incredibly satisfying about it, as well. Imogene felt a pang of sadness, when they said that their mom was their only Valentine growing up. She wanted to ask about mothman, but wasn’t going to pry. “You didn’t have internet until you were fifteen?”

          “Huh,” they shrugged. They had never done anything like this before. There was only the one fair in their town that Dain and their family attended and it was the festival for Mothman, so that was that. “I guess there’s no harm in trying something.” There were a lot of things that Dain had never done before in their lifetime. Some people found it odd, but honestly their family was a bit eccentric anyways, so they didn’t really mind. “Well, yeah. Ma thought it was better that we read and listened to the radio. We had television, but I never liked it. My dad was always away on some work trip, so we entertained each other with stories. Or you know, looking for cryptids in the woods. And then when we finally did get internet, I just sort of preferred books and talk radio. But I realize I’m weird. When you grow up in a town like mine, small and kinda in the middle of nowhere, things are done differently. What about you? What kind of place did you grow up in?” 

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felix vidal.

Felix was relieved that he didn’t seem to be in trouble, plus hearing there was someone to properly eat the food he made was better than nothing. Felix gestured to a chair then

“Dude as long as you don’t get me in trouble you can eat as much as you want.” Felix assured him before he looked at what he had

“Ok so I can make, tuna mac, chicken tacos, or a vegetarian dhansak that’ll take me like fifteen minutes to whip up.” Felix said he had all the ingredients he’d need for those right? he mostly had veggies anyway so those were probably the best options he had of everything there.

          College was a much different experience than Dain was used to, at least as far as their ability to deal with people. Then again, the town they were from was very small and they knew all their neighbors. But the freedom they had was nice. Being able to go where they wanted and do as they pleased was nice. 

          “I’m not really a dude, but I won’t get you into trouble.” They really didn’t want to get into that whole thing right now though. “As long as you don’t call me dude again, I won’t get you in trouble. Although you can’t really get into trouble. It’s not like you’re throwing a party.” That would be a different story, they thought. 

          Dain thought for a second. “Um. Tuna mac sounds like the best of those options.” 

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POOLE: What do you like that others consider niche?

“I mean... there’s one answer and that’s cryptids. Also crime, but you know, neither of those subjects are really knowable, so do I really know anything. I guess also talk radio is kind of niche. I know lots about the history of radio. And I’m good at taking things apart. Not putting them back together though.” 

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SOULMATES: Do you believe in soulmates?

“Um, I don’t know. I read somewhere that no one really knows how the magic works and it’s kind of sentient, so it’s different with different people. I also read that some people have more than one soulmate. If they are, I think I’d like that to be true. ‘Cause I’m think I feel more comfortable with that.” 

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KENNEDY: Have you ever felt like an outsider before? If not, what makes you feel like you belong in your social circle?

“I always feel like an outsider. I think it’s because since I’m supernatural, I don’t belong in the mortal world, but since I’m only half fae, I also don’t belong in the fae world either. I’ve never felt like I belong anywhere other than with my siblings and parents.”

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𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄.

GRANT: What’s an important tradition in your family? ZAHO: Talk about a time that you really felt confident in yourself and your abilities. KENNEDY: Have you ever felt like an outsider before? If not, what makes you feel like you belong in your social circle? ARMANI: What’s one thing that others seek you out for? NAVAREZ: Talk about a time that you’ve felt charitable. ORLOVA: What makes you feel free? FULTON: Where do your talents lie? GRIMALDI: In your life, have you done a lot of travel? Where have you been if you have? Where would you like to go? SUMNER: Do you typically get along with people who have different opinions as you? POOLE: What do you like that others consider niche? SKYWALK: If you could travel to any time period, when would you go and why? MOTHMANN: What do you do that others find unusual? DIAZ: Do you consider yourself a natural healer/peacekeeper? RICHARDS: Have you ever pretended to be someone you’re not? ROJAS: What are you afraid of? DE PELOUSE: Do you have a subject that you pick up much better than anything else? CHEN: Have you always known what you’ve wanted to do with your life, or has it changed since you were a child? ORTIZ: What topics do you tend to ramble about? CARSON: If you could give yourself a label, what label would you give yourself? SOULMATES: Do you believe in soulmates? LUDARES: Are you sporty? WINGO: Do you like to gamble and do you believe luck has anything to do with gambling, or skill? DRAGON: What do you like to collect or “hoard”? GARGOYLE: Do you believe that all species deserve to be protected? GIANTS: Are you introverted or extroverted? FAE: Do you get along with your family? SEAFOLK: If you could live anywhere, where would you live? SHIFTER: What animal would you shift into, if you had the power? VAMPIRE: If you could ask a question to anyone from the the past, who would you pick, what question would you ask them, and why? WIX: Describe a situation where you think magic would make your life easier.

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zoë azure.

xx

“Oh.” Zoë said, simply. She felt rather like an idiot. But how could she have known? It’s not like dragons were barred entry from the Dragon Court. Sure, sometimes you needed to make an appointment if you wanted to talk to someone of import, but if she was in the city and needed help, she could go to the Court and get what she needed. Not to mention how they made sure everyone got some of the hoard on Wyvernhoard, no matter where you were celebrating from. “That kind of sucks. You’re fae, you should be allowed in your Court.” Zoë just could not wrap her mind around that, not being allowed into your Court. “I’m pretty content to be a dragon, so I can’t say that the thought has ever really crossed my mind. I mean… I can fly, why would I want to change that?” The thought of not having her dragon freaked her out, honestly. “Possibly, but I’m pretty sure that the wards wouldn’t let them find the island.”

“No, no, not a physical fight. There was some verbal sparring that happened.”

          It wasn’t as if people met that many fae. As far as Dain was aware, they were private people. They had only met a few fae people and they were part fae. Dain wondered if that was not normal for supernaturals or if it was an odd fae thing. “I’m half fae, though. That’s just not how things are done.” Although since a fae’s power was tied to the queen, technically they were allowed to have the power. Sometimes Dain wondered why they were allowed to have their power. “Have you ever been to your court? Is that normal?” Sometimes they didn’t understand the supernatural world. “I can also fly! Well, it isn’t actually flight like with wings. It can manipulate the air around me and fly that way.” Dain nodded. “Is that why I can’t find Mothman? Are there wards in Point Pleasant?” 

          “Bet you could still still take them in a physical fight.” 

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imogene sargent​.

xx

“No, no.” Imogene said, shaking her head. “You take these different shaped bottles and fill them with different colors of sand! It’s fun! You get to be creative and you can make some really funky stuff.” She pointed towards the displays. “It’s the Valentine’s Fair! There’s all sorts of stuff going on. Bake goods, crafts, flowers, a kissing booth. Games. Food. You know, fair things.”

          “That... sounds... unusual. And this is fun? There’s nothing weird about the sand? It isn’t magic or anything?” This sounded like a strange activity and they didn’t know what the point of it was. Though maybe that was just their small town upbringing. “Oh, interesting. I guess. The only Valentine I had was my mom growing up. And well.... mothman once, but we don’t talk about that.” Dain looked around. “Alright. Let’s do this sand art thing. I never really thought I was sheltered, but I guess not having internet at home until I was like fifteen probably helped with it.” 

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felix vidal.

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Okay so maybe it was midnight and he technically wasn’t supposed to be using the community kitchen in his dorm this late but he woke up positively starving and….well he was a culinary arts major he had to see what he could experiment with right? 

So against his better judgement felix grabbed all the food out of his mini fridge into a crate and headed to the kitchen to see what he could whip up hoping to be quiet but uh….clearly that didn’t happen when he turned around and noticed he wasn’t alone anymore.

“Uh…sorry i couldn’t sleep.” Felix said glancing at the now messy counter that he’d have to clean up before bed. 

          Dain didn’t have a prime spot on the radio, even though they thought they really should have a better spot. Their show was much more entertaining compared to some of the shows that other people did. Especially all those music shows. The radio should be mixed with  both talk and music. Or maybe their show was much better suited for podcast form. Dain wasn’t sure what the problem was. So two times a week, they got back to the dorms at a ridiculously late hour. 

          Tonight, they were starving, but if there was one thing they were not historically good at, it was cooking. Their mother had tried to teach them, but she got annoyed after a while when all Dain did was make a mess of the kitchen and end up with inedible food. Mostly they survived off the cafeteria foods. But apparently, they weren’t the only one needing a midnight snack.

          “Uh, you’re okay. I’m not campus security or anything. Just looking for a snack. Or dinner.” 

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imogene sargent​.

“Oh, look, sand art! I haven’t done that in ages. Come on, you have to do it with me!” Imogene said, turning to the person standing next to her. She could do it alone, of course, but it would be more fun with some company. And she wasn’t above begging to get it, either. “Please? Look how cute! And it’s for a good cause, I’m sure!”

          Dain hadn’t realized that there was even an event going on here today. And then they remembered there had been a pink poster in one of the buildings and while they hadn’t read it, Dain imagined that’s what was being advertised. “What is sand art?” they asked, looking at the booth, confused. “Is it like... making glass?” This was not the thing that Dain did back home. “I’m not even sure what’s going on here today.” 

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zoë azure.

xx

“Mm.” Zoë said, nodding her head in agreement. She had also grown up away from big cities and while she’d have liked a bit more excitement in her life, more exposure to the wider supernatural community, she did appreciate the way that she had grown up. “Do you need permission to, or something? You’re fae, don’t they have to let you in? You’re not, like, a criminal, right?” Not that she would just them if they were a criminal, but it seemed like a valid question to ask. “Thanks. I think that you should still be pretty proud of who you are. I mean, it’s not like we can pick what species we’re born as, right?” Zoë couldn’t help but laugh, at that. “I wasn’t making any assumptions. Besides, we’re on an island in the middle of nowhere. It’s not like you can just wander on in. I figured you were supposed to be here. “Uh, I mean I convinced them to let me come here, and let my brothers pick where they wanted to go to school, so…” She trailed off, shrugging.

          Being part of a large family like they were, Dain was used to bustling places, even if they’d never been to an actual city before. Sometimes they wondered how well they did at blending into society—and then they realized they didn’t care. Society was weird and awful and boring. They were weird and nothing else. “Half-fae aren’t permitted inside the courts unless they have permission from one of the queens. My dad might be super helpful to the fae queen of the Summer Court, but he’s not like… important enough that he’d gotten permission for all of us. I think it’s different for us.” Dain sometimes wondered if their own magic was tied to their dads. What happened if their dad fell out of favor with the queen? Would their power disappear? Would that make them all human? Dain didn’t want to know. “Well, no, but wouldn’t it be kind of cool if you could? Like imagine one day I wake up and just decide I feel like being a wix? Wouldn’t that be fun?” It would be chaotic. “I’m sure that’s happened once or twice. A random person lost at sea. That could’ve been me.” They laughed. “Wait… so not an actual fight?” Dain blinked. 

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DAIN HART VALENTINE’S DAY FAIR LOOK

“Dare to Differ.” ― Matthew Goldfinger

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zoë azure.

x

“Cool. That sounds… interesting.” Zoē said. It really wasn’t of any interset to her, but the kid was clearly very interested in it so she was trying her best not to hurt their feelings. There were a lot of things that she wanted to see in the world, but a Mothman festival was just… not one of them. There were plenty of mortal festivals that she was interested in, but one about Mothman was not on the list. “Oh. Neat. I didn’t know that. Thanks for telling me.” Zoë said, deciding not to pry about their dad. They weren’t the first fae that Zoë had met, but she always felt it was rude to just ask questions. She’d read some books and she’d picked up a couple of tidbits here and there. “I’m Zoë, junior. I’m a dragon. That’s pretty cool, I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone that’s half fae before. But then again, I’d never met anyone who was fae before I came here.” Realizing how that came off she added, “My parents kept my siblings and I in dragon only schools. I had to fight them to come here.”

          “Yeah, it’s a quaint little town. It was nice not having to grow up in a big city.” Their town was known for the one thing and the one thing only: mothman. But they didn’t care because it was nice getting to meet different tourists who liked the same sorts of things that Dain was interested in. “Yeah, I don’t know a lot of first hand information on some things, but I’d like to eventually know more about the different courts. One day I’d like to visit.” But they only ever let fae into their courts and since they were half mortal, they had never been before. “A dragon!? That’s so cool. Much cooler than half fae, I think.” Dain had met a few dragons before, but usually they didn’t talk that much about being a dragon. “My parents made me go to mortal school, but I did graduate from a magical college. I’m a grad student. Not some old creep hanging around college students.” Dain tilted their head to the side. “Well, I’m glad you were able to win the fight against your parents. I hope you bested them in the grandest of fights.”