#Vierapril Day 3: Rest

[mochigobrrrrrrr]

𝒱𝒾𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓁 𝒟𝒶𝓎 𝟥: 𝑅𝑒𝓈𝓉

Sometimes it's nice being lazy...

[cadrenebula]

Vierapril - Day 3 Rest

[bnuuywol]

vierapril day 3 - REST

[dalmascan-requiem]

Vierapril 2024

(prompt list from SE_bunboi on Twitter)

(prompt list from liliturgy on Twitter)

It's that time of the year again--time for Vierapril! I've been soooo excited to take this on again. I had so much fun last year, and these sort of events really spark my creativity.

There are two prompt lists again this year, so I'll be picking and choosing which prompts I tackle each day. I'll also be reblogging these on my main FFXIV tumblr, but since all the content will be canon for my boys, the main home for them is here. :)

I already jump around my OCs' timeline constantly, but just a note that during Vierapril I likely won't pop them into the Table of Contents until the month is done. It's just too much to keep track of!

Finally, I'll also be posting the prompts in a Twitter thread and Bluesky thread. Each day will also have the links to all three sites' posts in them, as this is the best way to archive everything. AO3 links will also be listed here when applicable.

Check out the Vierapril 2024 Table of Contents under the jump!

Table of Contents

(green = normal gpose; blue = gpose comic; pink = fanfiction)

Day 1 - Regal - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 2 - Companion - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 3 - Rest - Tumblr, AO3

Day 4 - Clash - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 5 - Color - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 6 - Bloom - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 7 - Pause - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 8 - Alone - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 9 - Damage - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 10 - Free Choice - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

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Day 11 - Midnight - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky, AO3 (TW: Violence)

Day 12 - Treasure - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 13 - Horizon - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 14 - Embarrass - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 15 - Conceal - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 16 - Defend - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 17 - Meal - Tumblr, AO3

Day 18 - Stretch - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 19 - Showers (moved from another day) - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 20 - Free Choice - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

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Day 21 - Patron - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 22 - Mercy - Tumblr, AO3 (TW: Death)

Day 23 - Echo (moved from another day) - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 24 - Perform - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 25 - Desire - 🔞 Tumblr, AO3 🔞

Day 26 - Style - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 27 - Past - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 28 - Present - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 29 - Future - Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky

Day 30 - Free Choice - Tumblr, AO3

[candycryptids]

“Please treat your life like I would have.”

“Every night, the same dream, every morning, the same emptiness… what I wouldn’t give for you to still be here.”

Vierapril Day 3: Rest/Wish

Or, rather. The lack of rest? I hope I conveyed that dream sequence of everything feeling Strange and becoming blurry/hazy the more you try to hold onto it.

[snotsloth]

VierApril Day 3: Rest

A sleepy bun.

I used the prompt from this list today: Liliturgy

[coolcataetheryte]

Say You Love Me Series (1, 2, 3, 5)

Pairing: Thancred x Joker (mWoL) x G'raha

Summary: during the last calm before the storm, Joker, Thancred, and G’raha make a promise for the future. Also works for Vierapril prompt 29: Future

Note: what would have happened during the Returning Home room cutscene (the one where you choose who visits your room) since Joker is dating Thancred and G’raha. Spoilers for that, as the dialogue is very derivative of what is canonically said. I changed it slightly, mainly because I didn't want to just copy paste. I hope it isn’t boring with me including it >.< sorry

Word count: 1,317

Background info: This is a series of snippets of Joker’s life with Thancred and G’raha in my Magical Heroes AU, during any part of the entirety of the game. The AU elements may not be entirely prominent in all stories, but know that they do take place in an AU, and so some things may be different from canon. Not every part will be in chronological order. I’ll just be writing them as they come to me. I’ll always give a bit of context of when it takes place. It isn’t necessary to read the previous ones, but they may help with understanding some things, such as specific gestures, or phrases they do/say to each other.

Thancred had come into the room, unnoticed, to find Joker holding his head. He knew by now what that meant, and hurried to his side. He very gently placed a hand on his back, knowing it would startle him regardless, but ready in case Joker collapsed.

Joker came back to himself. He was shaking. He jumped when he noticed Thancred’s presence, just as he’d predicted, but he held him close.

“Sorry,” Joker said with an awkward laugh.

“What did you see?,” asked Thancred. “On second thought.. maybe it’s best I don't know.”

“I’d rather not talk about it,” Joker said. “Where’s G’raha?”

“He’ll be along. Actually.. there’s something i wanted to ask you while he isn’t here.”

Joker looked at him.

“It’s nothing so dire,” he assured.

They moved to sit on the bed, facing each other.

“I’m ready to listen,” Joker held his hand.

“Well, we may have quite literally entered our final days,” Thancred said. “and if that’s true, then everything we did for Ryne and the first was meaningless..”

He squeezed Joker’s hand, “If it comes to it.. If running is our only option.. I don’t know if I'll have it in me to make the right choice. I trust you and the scions with my life, and I hope that’s mutual at least sometimes. I’d never forgive myself if my stubbornness put any of you in danger.”

Joker brought Thancred’s hand close to chest, listening carefully.

“If you see me turning a blind eye to reality,” he continued. “Beat some sense into me, would you? I trust you to be the only one able to keep me in line.”

Joker smiled at him. “I can do that. I know how hard it’ll be, but I'll be here to help you through it. And give you the slap you need.”

Thancred chuckled, hugging him. “I knew I could count on you.”

G’raha slipped quietly into the room, closing the door softly.

“Oh, good,” Joker perked up. “I’m happy you’re both here now.”

“Ah, sorry to keep you waiting,” G’raha smiled. “I’m glad you’re awake. I thought maybe you’d be resting, so I was trying not to disturb you.”

Joker reached a hand out to him. G’raha hurried over and joined them.

“Since you’re still up,” G’raha fidgeted a bit as he spoke. “Can I say something?”

“Of course you can,” said Thancred, making more room for him on the bed.

Joker nodded in agreement.

“Well..,” G'raha hesitated. “I'm afraid this might be our last quiet night for some time. I.. I worry about you, Joker. You’ve bested all your enemies-Zenos, and even Zodiark- but the victories have come at a cost to yourself.”

G’raha’s ears were downturned. He held Joker’s hand a bit tighter and closed his eyes.

“Everyone has limits, even you,” he said sadly. “I’m worried the weight of the Final Days will be too much.”

He looked at Joker resolutely now, and held his hand to his chest, much like Joker had done to Thancred moments before.

“You needn’t bear it alone,” he said. “Let me share the burden. I may not have the capacity you do, but I can shoulder a few more satchels from your mountain of um.. baggage.”

“G’raha,” Joker said softly. He couldn’t help but smile at him.

Meanwhile, Thancred couldn’t help but feel slightly guilty as he listened to G’raha’s speech.

“You’ve done so much for me, and it’s only fair I return the favor,” G’raha continued. “Of course, it needn't always be troubles we share. Moments of joy seem few and far between but we’ll look back and remember all of this fondly. Every part of it, because we got through it together. And of course there’s all our journeys yet to come. To the ends of the world and beyond!”

“And beyond,” Joker nodded, and hugged him tight. “Thank you G’raha. I know I always have you both behind me.”

He noticed Thancred’s solemn expression, and touched a hand to his cheek. “Don’t feel guilty.”

“I only hope I haven't added to your burden,” Thancred said.

“I promise you haven’t,” Joker responded.

G’raha blinked between them, confused. Thancred gave him a soft smile.

“I asked Joker to be the one to make sure I'm pragmatic about the situation,” he explained. “But now I realize I should've spoken to you both. I was afraid to burden you, G’raha, while I burden Joker too easily.”

“I know you’re worried about her,” G’raha said, immediately knowing what Thancred was referring to. “I’m here for you, too. If Joker can’t knock sense into you, I will.”

Joker smiled at them. “We both will. I’ll never think of anything you ask me as a burden.”

Thancred nodded. “All that being said.. there is something else weighing on my mind.”

They looked at him with concern.

“I was going to wait until everything had calmed,” he said. “but G’raha’s words have made it unbearable for me to hold it back. And there may not be any better time than the present.”

“What is it?,” G’rah prodded, growing increasingly worried.

“I’ve been thinking,” Thancred was suddenly feeling a bit embarrassed. “Well, I've been thinking I want nothing more than our souls to be eternally bonded.”

G’raha gasped, his ears twitching. He looked at Joker happily. “Oh, Joker, he wants to marry you!”

“You really want that?,” Joker asked, tears already beginning to form.

“I do,” Thancred smiled. “Ideally, it would be both of you, and I hope I haven't hurt you by asking this, G’raha. That is the other reason I held off on the notion.”

G’raha shook his head earnestly. “No, never. I completely understand. You two have been together much longer. It’s natural you would choose him for this. I’m really truly happy you chose to ask.”

“I would love to,” Joker said, the tears falling. “We’ll get married, and then we’ll have a private ceremony to include G’raha at least in spirit.”

G’raha’s own tears sprung from his eyes as he hugged Joker tight.

“And as a last request,” Thancred said seriously, taking G’raha’s hand. “Should anything go wrong.. should anything happen to me..”-he looked into his eyes- “I want you to marry Joker.”

G’raha nodded, holding his gaze. “I promise.”

Joker hugged them both, taking a moment to press his forehead against each of theirs. “We’re all going to make it out of this together. I won’t let anything happen to either of you. To anyone. We’re getting through this, one way or another, and all of our friends will be there for our wedding.”

The three of them held each other tight. Scared and unsure, crying.

Eventually, they’d made themselves more comfortable. The light was turned off, and they lay on each other and caressing anything they could reach. Hair, arms, a furry ear. Just as they always did.

“Should I wear a dress?,” Joker asked suddenly, breaking the silence and making them all laugh. “I mean, I don't mind a good dress every now and then.”

“You look pretty in dresses,” G’raha smiled. “You look pretty in anything.”

“He’s right,” Thancred agreed. “You could wear a sackcloth and you would still be the most gorgeous man I've ever seen.”

Joker nuzzled into Thancred's chest. “Aw, what did I ever do to deserve you two?”

“You deserve everything your heart desires,” Thancred mused, stroking Joker’s back and scratching G’raha’s ears.

G’raha hummed in agreement, starting to purr softly.

The trio was finally drifting into sleep. A sadness washed over Joker as he remembered his most recent vision. He tightened his grip slightly on both of his lovers.

“Say you love me?,” he whispered into the darkness.

But the other two had already fallen into slumber; he was met with silence. He took a shaky, deep breath. He forced himself to empty his mind. They were here. He could feel them. He would protect them. He needed to.

[diamondangelkitten]

Vierapril Day 24: Perform

“We should do a Scion Talent Show!” Tataru exclaims proudly one morning. The collected group of Scions all turn to face her with various expressions ranging from amusement to terror and to disbelief. 

“And why would we subject ourselves to that?” Y’shtola asks calmly, though her swaying tail belies her unease. 

“Well, currently there’s no crisis going on, and we finally have everyone back here! What better way to spend the time?” Tataru has started to give her pleading eyes, making everyone feel uncomfortable.

Alira pipes up from where she’s lounging on the sofa, “Sure you’re not just trying to find a new way to market us to the people?” She suddenly feels a very intense gaze on her and she opens her eyes to find Tataru staring above her. 

“How could you say that? I care about you deeply!” 

“Uh-huh. So I heard about this range of books while in the Far East. Something about the WoL’s and their supposed love lives?” Alira raises her brow at the Lalafell, who squeaks at the accusation. “Alright, that’s fair, but they were tastefully done. I promise!” 

Alinea gives a bit of a scoff, but quickly covers it with a cough. Annabeth laughs at the scene playing out, before saying, “Alright Tataru. We’ll do your talent show. Any rules/limits?”

“None at all! Though I’d prefer that Mor Dhona still be intact once we’re done. You have 3 days to prepare.”

The Scions sigh, but they soon depart, either by themselves or in groups to decide what they’ll be performing. Alira plops down next to Annabeth, sighing dramatically, “Whatever am I going to do?” 

Annabeth laughs, flicking Alira’s nose, “I’m sure you’ll come up with something. Though maybe keep the fire to a minimum.” 

“Fire, you say? Hm..” 

Alira is soon lost in thought, so Annabeth turns to Alinea and Aurora, “Do you girls have ideas?” Aurora nods her head immediately, while Alinea shakes her head. 

“I have no idea what talents I have that I can show on stage.” 

“Can’t you play any musical instrument you want?” Aurora quips. 

“I don’t know that! I just was playing around on the piano the other day… I didn’t actually know what I was doing.” Alinea sighs, “Dumb amnesia.” 

Annabeth laughs, “Well, I’m sure we’ll all manage to be great. But I for one, am going to go rest now. See y’all in a couple of days.”

In three days time the Scions have gathered at the Ironworks workshop across from the Rising Stones. Nero decided to invite himself after hearing Annabeth talk about it, and was watching from the rafters. He wasn’t sure what to expect, but he was looking forward to the spectacle. He had to admit, it was better than expected. The boy and the tall Elezen, Urianger, he thinks, done a dramatic reading of something from Sharlyan’s history. The girl done a performance with her flying pig familiar that had everyone clapping, though she seemed to not like it when everyone called her cute. G'raha Tia and the other Lalafell acted out a scene from Allagan history. Thancred done a rather impressive display with knives, while the scary cat lady done a rather impressive performance with marionettes. He noted that Tataru seemed to not be participating, though this was because she was apparently the only judge.

Finally it was time for the WoL’s to go. Alinea went first and played a rather fun melody on the violin. He never knew she played that instrument. Then went Aurora, who had everyone clapping along to a sea shanty. He was surprised at the strong voice the little Au’Ra had, but she sang beautifully. Then Alira went on stage and he bet to himself that it would definitely include fire. And he was right. Like Thancred did a dazzling knife display, with twirls and juggling, so too did Alira, but this time with balls of flame. Occasionally, she’d throw in a sphere of ice, but her flames were dazzling. Then it was Annabeth’s turn. He really was rather disappointed that she hadn’t shared her plans. As if she knew what he was thinking, she turned to look at him when she took the stage and winked. And then she sang. It was a rather haunting melody, sung in a language he had never heard before. It seemed to reach right into your soul and hang there. He looked at the Scions and saw they were also enraptured by her performance, with Alira silently crying. He deduced it must have been a language of the Forest, so the true meaning was lost on the rest of them. As Annabeth finished the song, Alira rushed up to the stage to hug her. Both girls held on to the embrace for quite a while. 

Tataru eventually got everyone back into their seats. “Well done, everyone! That was incredible!! And now to pick a winner…” All the Scions leaned forwards. “Everyone wins! We’re going to Costa de Sol for two nights to relax under the sun.” 

“What?!” Exclamations went up all around the group. Tataru nodded, “Pack your bags! We leave in an hour!” Hurriedly everyone up and left to go grab what they needed, and Nero made his way down to Tataru. 

“Well, that was something,” he said in way of greeting. Tataru looked him up and down, “Annabeth won that hands down, with Aurora a close second, but in truth, I just wanted them to have fun. They’ve been through so much. I just want them to remember what it is to live in the moment.” Laughter came from the Rising Stones and Nero had to smile at the Lalafell. 

“Your devious plan has paid off I’d say. Congratulations. Continue to take care of our girls, won’t you?” 

“I will!”

[selnyam]

Vierapril Day 3: Rest After a long hard day of working, be it adventuring or blacksmithing, sometimes you just want to rest while your Miqo'te Sorceress girlfriend reads. And sometimes her hand running through your hair or ears causes you to fall asleep

[dalmascan-requiem]

Dalmascan Requiem Moments: Bath

(Vierapril Day 3 - Rest)

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It's important to feel safe.

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Read on AO3 or keep reading after the jump

content warnings: none

(vierapril main post)

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They're just so sweet ;w; I just find the act of bathing together really loving and intimate, so Gale's main love language is acts of service. It's just nice and fluffy and wholesome

Laurent lets out a contented sigh as he settles into the water. "Your soaps always smell so nice, Eir."

"Of course." Gale chuckles as he runs his hands through Laurent's hair. "I take my hygiene very seriously." He hears Gale grab something from the side of the bathtub before continuing. "The lavender will help you relax. You just finished a job, so you need something to help you rest."

"Hm." The dark-haired Viera sinks deeper into the warm water as Gale gently works soap into his hair. After a moment, Gale begins softly humming--sounds like the song a patron at the tavern taught him a few days ago--and Laurent closes his eyes. This feels nice… 

At first, Laurent didn't really understand why Gale always drew a bath for him when he completed a job and insisted on washing his hair. It's not as though he needed help, even with his long hair--and if Laurent was being honest with himself, the thought of taking a bath together made him feel… vulnerable.

But he couldn't really explain why that was the case. They were not strangers--far from it, having known one another since they were children. And it wasn't as though they hadn't seen each other without clothes on. It just felt different.

But Gale was rather persistent about this new ritual, and eventually Laurent stopped questioning it.

"Fold your ears down, my love."

Laurent snaps out of his ruminations and gives a slight nod before folding his ears flat against his ear. As he feels the warm water run over his head, Laurent instinctively shuts his eyes--even though Gale takes care not to let any of the soap run onto his face. Besides, there was no harm in simply enjoying the moment.

Gale spends a few moments washing Laurent's hair, then silently wraps his arms around him and pulls him close. Laurent leans back against him, and the other Viera softly chuckles in response and kisses him on the top of his head.

As he lay in the warm water, surrounded by the soothing floral smells and his lover's arms, Laurent felt safe. He understood the irony in that, given his senses were addled and his weapons in another room. But his life in the village and as a Wood Warder would never allow this feeling of being able to relax. To feel like being home.

"Reyna…" Gale's singsongy voice is barely above a whisper. Laurent feels fingers ever so slightly tracing down his back, and he is suddenly very aware of his partner and just how godsdamn attractive he was--

"When were you going to tell me about this?"

The light-haired Viera lightly presses a spot on Laurent's back, causing him to jump up in shock. "Gods, Eir, that hurts--"

"It shouldn't." Gale's voice takes a more serious tone, and Laurent could imagine him frowning at his back. "Did you get hurt during the job?"

I had forgotten with the warmth of the bath… Laurent thinks back to earlier in the day. "That's right, the target had someone with them, and I was caught off guard. She kicked me in the back."

Gale sighs. "How can you say all that as if you were out for a stroll?" He holds Laurent again, mumbling mostly into his hair as he continues. "My love, you need to take care of yourself. I worry for you…"

Laurent felt a pang of guilt when he heard Gale's tone, and he reached back to touch Gale's cheek. "I'm sorry, Eir…"

"I'll accept your apology… if you rest for the next few days."

Laurent sighs, but he knows better than to argue. "Very well, my love."

"Good." Gale kisses one of Laurent's ears, his fair mood returning. "I'll keep you company. Make sure you rest."

"Ah, because I get so much rest when you're around." Laurent scoffs as he turns to face the other Viera, draping his arms over Gale's shoulders, and Gale rolls his eyes dramatically. 

"Well, Reyna, if you don't want me around--"

"I do." Laurent cuts his partner off with a kiss, then pulls back with a slight smile. "I love you, Eir."

Gale's expression softens, and he smiles before silently returning the kiss.

[dalmascan-requiem]

Vierapril 2023

(Vierapril 2023 prompt from @DRKestHour on Twitter)

(Vierapril 2023 prompt from @SE_bunboi on Twitter)

It's time for Vierapril! This is the first time I'm trying one of these challenges, so I'm hoping to get through the entire month. There are two main prompts for the event, so I'll be alternating between them for different prompts!

For said prompts, I'll be doing a mix of gposes, fics, and gpose comics. I'm also going to make all of these prompts in-character--which is why it's posted here instead of my main FFXIV Tumblr. All the posts will be reblogged there, however! If you prefer Twitter, you can check out my Twitter Vierapril thread, instead.

You can see the Table of Contents after the jump. It will be updated with links as the prompts go live. I'll also be linking to where they are on other social media sites, simply because it's easiest to archive it all here.

Also, we're going to be jumping around the OCs' timeline with these prompts, which probably isn't surprising, lol. Once Vierapril is over I'll be sure to organize the fics and gpose stories in their appropriate "arcs" on the pinned post. I'll also provide context as needed!

With that, let's get to the prompts.

Table of Contents

(green - normal gpose; blue - gpose comic; pink - fic; yellow - cutscene; purple - blog post)

Day 1 - Hope - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 2 - Tank - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 3 - DPS - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 4 - Healer - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 5 - A Realm Reborn - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 6 - Heavensward - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 7 - Stormblood - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 8 - Shadowbringers - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 9 - Endwalker - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 10 - Illness (a Free Day prompt) - Tumblr, AO3

Day 11 - Portrait (swapping another prompt in) - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 12 - Journey - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 13 - Mentor - Tumblr, AO3

Day 14 - Waste - Tumblr, AO3

Day 15 - Sacrifice - Tumblr, AO3

Day 16 - Help - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 17 - Home - Tumblr, AO3

Day 18 - Azem - Tumblr

Day 19 - Solitude (swapping another prompt in) - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 20 - Rest - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 21 - Protection - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 22 - Growth - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 23 - Joy - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 24 - Mount - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 25 - Minion - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 26 - Trust - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 27 - Location - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 28 - Effort - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 29 - Contact - Tumblr, Twitter

Day 30 - Free Day (literally, this time) - Tumblr, Twitter

[diamondangelkitten]

Vierapril Day 3: Rest

It's a bit early, but I'll be away from my computer most of tomorrow, so here's day 3 for you! :)

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Alira wakes up with a start, hearing Sibbie’s cries from the room next to hers. She tries to pull herself up from bed, but a hand on her shoulder forces her back to bed. She looks up at Annabeth, who already seems to know she’s in for a fight. “Are you really blocking me from seeing my daughter? Let me up!!” “Alira, I’m not stopping you from seeing her. Sid is bringing her to the room as we speak. I am, however, blocking you from getting up. Your body was far weaker than we thought after getting back to the Source and your delivery was far worse than expected.”

Alira struggles to recall what happened a couple of days ago. Their fight against Hades months ago had been tough, but they had been freed of the light, though Aurora had easily taken the worst of that and had been the closest of them to becoming a Lightwarden herself. But, something Annabeth said tugged at her mind. She remembered all of her pregnancy until she felt her water break, when was it, two days ago? No, she remembered her beautiful bundle of a daughter. Remembered feeding her, but… A sharp pain broke her train of thought. “Alira,” says a voice from the doorway. She turns to look at Sid, with their little baby girl gurgling in his arms. “This is the most alert I’ve seen you yet.” “What happened?” She turns to Annabeth, who shrugs. “We don’t fully know. Once you gave birth to Sibbie, you started to crash. We had to call in Y’shtola and Urianger, and they were eventually able to stabilize you, but it was touch and go. Even since then, you’ve kinda been a bit of a zombie. You wake for Sibbie and interact with us, but we can tell you haven’t actually been lucid.”

Alira bursts into tears, “Great, some mom I am. I’m already forgetting the first few days with my daughter.” At Alira’s tears, Sibbie starts crying. Sid rushes to Annabeth, passing her his daughter, while he scoops the love of his life and mother of his child to his side. “Hey now, you are not a failure. You went through so much in the First and your body is tired. I will happily let you have all the rest you need now, if it means you’ll be able to see our little girl grow up.” Alira looks at him and melts into his side. She still feels like shit, but she can feel it now. How her body is just generally tired and her aether feels out of whack. “Can I hold my daughter now?” she asks, smiling up through her tears. Annabeth nods and hands over baby Sibbie. “I promise, my little girl, that I will get better and that I will always be around for you.” She kisses Sibbie on the head and proceeds to start nursing her. Annabeth gets up and walks to the bedroom door. “Sid, let me know if you all need anything, but I think Alira’s made a turn for the better. Keep her on bed rest for the next week, but I’ll let Alinea and Aurora come and spend some time next.” Sid nods at her before turning to Alira.

“Will you be alright?” he asks with sincere honesty in his voice. Alira considers before responding. “I think I will have to rest for the next week, which sucks, but I do believe I will be. Thank you for going above and beyond with taking care of her the past few days.” “I love you Alira, and I love Sibbie. We will both have our good and bad days, but we’ve promised to be there, to stand and support the other should we falter. I bear no grudge or ill will, rather, I’ve quite become accustomed to our chats together.” He strokes his daughter’s head gently. “Oh? What have you two been speaking about?” “I’ve been telling her about her mother. How we met and the adventures you’ve regaled me of.” Sid starts listing his favorites and soon he can tell that Alira has fallen asleep. Once Sibbie finishes feeding, he takes Sibbie back to the nursery where Rielle has taken to sleeping. Rielle looks at him as he enters and lays Sibbie down to sleep. “I’ll keep an eye on her, while you keep an eye on Alira.” He nods before heading back and curling up under the blankets next to Alira, pressing a gentle kiss to her head. “Rest love. We’ll be here when you wake up.”