#4 for whoever (take all the liberties my friend lol)
oh, love that one!! thank you for stopping by o/
went with a familial direction between Jiahao and his sister!! feat. younger Jia just figuring herself out ♡
4. ...where it hurts
from [this] ask game
Jiahao pulled her knees close to her chest, her hands clasping each other tightly, rocking herself back and forth. Ignoring the knock at her door, Jia shut her eyes desperately trying to stop the tears that spilled regardless.
“Ennie?” A familiar warm voice softly called.
“Go away,” Jiahao responded, his voice cracking between words. He didn’t want her to see him like this: humiliated and angry. Even more, he didn’t want to tell Adanne why he was like this –and she would definitely ask, “I don’t want to talk to you.”
A small ‘oh’ escaped her from the other side of the door. Great, she was disappointed. He’d made her upset with him. Because, apparently, that was all he was good for.
“Mom told me something,” Adanne started, settling down as if telling a story, “She said when you were a baby, you stole one of her lipsticks and absolutely painted your face with it.”
Jia said nothing. She’d heard this story before. Countless times even. Each time ending with a laugh or a pat on the head, reminiscing on how weird she’d been as a child.
“And you used to wear her heels when you thought she wasn’t looking,” Adanne continued, her voice falling softer, “And I know, this is just something I noticed –not something mom told me, you still do.”
Jia stilled her rocking, carefully opening the door and letting his sister in before shutting the door again.
He couldn’t meet her eyes, feeling the unspoken question weigh down her gaze. The words spilled out of him, “I was looking at a skirt today. Online. When, when ma asked about it, I said it was for me. She —she laughed Ada! She laughed!”
Adanne pulled Jia close, running a hand down her back as Jia’s tears stained her shirt, murmuring small comforts over and over again
“So I said I was joking,” Jia continued, a crack in her voice as she muffled herself on Adanne’s shoulder, “I told her it was for you. But it wasn’t. It hurt and I don't know why it hurt so much. I'm being stupid, aren't I? This is so dumb. You should leave."
Jia scruched her hands into Adanne's shirt, voice hitching as she repeated, "You should leave. I'll find you later."
Instead, Adanne peppered several kisses into Jia’s hair, heart clenching as Jia sobbed in her embrace.
“I’m sorry, shì wǒ de cuò, ndo,” Adanne whispered, apologizing in every language she knew, as if apologizing on their mother’s behalf. Her lips ghosted the top of Jia’s head, placing another final kiss of comfort, “I’m so sorry.”
Jia sniffled, slowly nodding her head. Her voice was still heavy with tears, but she pulled away, a bittersweet smile tinging her words, “It’s, it’s not your fault but thank you anyway.”
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I’m the guy playing the mobile games in all those ads. My life can be condensed to 30 second segments of failing to match 3 to save the king, running into a x3 multiplier instead of a x30 multiplier, carving a log into a lopsided rectangle rather than a wineglass. My last raise was two cents and it was because I gave the mobile game ad people the idea to give you a little interactive portion after the ad now, so you can show yourself how much better than me you are. How much smarter. Faster. More dexterous. Your fingers are so nimble on the screen, after all... I wonder what else those fingers can do? And yes, I am secretly waiting for the day someone plays every one of those interactive sections so badly that the mobile game people have them take my place in the phone forever, but I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't miss it. Ok you can press x to exit now
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Will Swannie miss his wings? He’s been like that for about a year now, he probably gotten use to the wings and the pain in his calves/legs…would Donnie get like….phantom pain or something because of the missing wings? Would he in some way try to get them back or have a reminder of them? Will Donnie even try or want to dance again?
donnie doesn't usually dance on pointe anymore-- it was a rare occasion pre-curse, and now post, the physical demand is typically too much for him to handle. but when your little brother knows levitation magic, anything is possible for a special occasion.
generally speaking, though?
there's no way he's ever gonna want to stop dancing.
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and... that's it! that's the end!
... well, the end of the main storyline, anyway! the end of the story for swannie that i wanted to tell. the au will still be around! <3 swanatello has pretty much always been built on the asks i've received about it, and i still have more tucked away in my hoard that i intend to get to at some point or another as little bonus side stories, and my askbox is always open as well...! and on that note--
thank y'all so, so much for your support on this magickal girl journey. i NEVER expected to get the amount of love or attention that i did for my silly little donniesona that was based on a pun, but i had so much fun with this comic and am so grateful to y'all <3 like i said, this entire au was really powered by the amount of asks i received about him and his story, and it was really such a fantastic experience for me all around. not including any non-canon crossover content, this comic is approximately 965 pages long! definitely wasn't my plan when i doodled him for the first time as a goof, haha.
thanks, gang. <3 i hope you enjoyed the ride, too.
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