“…Yknow,” Oleander mused, watching Willow and Senna flirt across the hall, “I don’t know why, but the way Willow talks sometimes reminds me of you.”
Aspen snorted. “Really? That’s funny. She reminds me of you sometimes, too.”
The brothers snickered.
Ollie’s smile slowly faded as another thought occurred. “…she…Kind of looks like you, too.“
Aspen had the same look on his face. “…and by extension you.”
Senna and Willow were completely oblivious to them. The former gently flicked Willow’s pointed ear. A trademark of spirits…and Willow’s abilities weren’t aspected to positive or negative emotions like Ollie and Aspen’s were.
“Aspen.” Oleander said carefully. “How did you and Lazuli meet Willow again?”
Aspen furrowed his brow. “We met her by the…the tree.”
The pair looked at each other.
Then at Willow.
Then back to each other.
Ollie’s eyes widened. “Oh. My god."
He ran after Senna and Willow, Aspen on his heels.
“Willow!”
Willow and Senna turned, very concerned by the urgency in Ollie’s voice.
“Willow,” Ollie started once he’d caught up, “Willow, are you the tree spirit?”
Willow blinked. Her eyes were blue, not yellow or lavender, but that didn’t mean much. She wasn’t a positive or negative spirit.
“I…maybe?” Willow said uncertainly. “Why?”
“Aspen and Lazuli found you by the tree, right?” Ollie said as Aspen caught up. “How did you get there?”
“Uh…” Willow glanced between the brothers. “I…just woke up there, honestly. I fell asleep with my girlfriend and the next thing I knew, I was there.”
“Oh my god.” Aspen said quietly.
Willow gulped. “What’s going on?”
Oleander gaped at her. “Th…then you and your girlfriend turned into the tree?”
“I- I think?”
“Oh my god. Willow, you’re-“ Aspen couldn’t even finish the sentence. He just stared at her like she’d suddenly grown three heads. Ollie wasn’t much better.
While Willow still didn’t understand, the pieces clicked for Senna. Her eyes widened.
“…Willow, did…did anyone ever tell you how Aspen and Ollie were…born?”
Willow looked at her in confusion. “N…no? Does it matter?”
Senna glanced at the brothers, whose poor brains were still buffering and trying to process this information. “…Kind of. They uh…they came from that tree. Their souls are some of the magic apples. You can probably guess which.”
Willow stared at her.
Then at the brothers.
Then at Senna.
Her eyes widened and her head whipped back to stare at the brothers as she yelped, “I have KIDS?”
“WE have a MOM???”Ollie countered, with equal distress and confusion.
“No!” Aspen said, turning and grabbed Ollie by his shoulders. “We have two moms. What the fuck?”
“Wait, then where’s-“
Ollie cut himself off and stared wide-eyed at Senna. “Wait a fucking second-“
Senna immediately burst out laughing.
“Oh my god Senna, you’re dating my mom,” Oleander said in a hushed tone.
Aspen choked. Senna wheezed and clutched her stomach.
“…I don’t remember anything between falling asleep and waking up by the tree,” Willow’s quiet, somber voice interrupted them. She looked at Aspen and Ollie with a desperate look in her eyes. “Did you- was there someone to take care of you two when you were kids?”
All laughter faded. Ollie’s eyes darkened. Aspen looked away.
Willow caught her breath. “Oh, god-“
“Some people tried to,” Aspen murmured. “Sort of. But they wanted to take me to their homes, and didn’t want Oleander.”
“The closest thing we had to a caretaker was Pine,” Ollie added, hesitating on the name. “But he wasn’t all that much older than us. And…”
Senna put a hand on Ollie’s shoulder.
“You were alone?” Willow whispered, horrified.
“We had-“ Aspen started, but Willow cut him off.
“‘Each other’ doesn’t count, Aspen. You were kids, and no one even—oh god. And I wasn’t- neither of us were ever-“ She covered her mouth. “We were never there. I’m…I’m so sorry. Oh, god. Aspen. Oleander. I’m so sorry.”
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TLDR: thank you lgbt community 🥰
LDR(Long, Did Read):
I started this blog as an archive after my friend urged me to do so, and it turned into a sort of thing where I would try and make a drawing daily to improve my skills. It’s not quite as daily anymore, of course, but I still love making my little guys to share with you.
Although it certainly wasn’t my first time ever being on tumblr (I’ve been here since splatoon 1 came out), it was my first time posting my art or writing of any kind, and ofc I was like. Really nervous. But I’m glad I was able to power through that initial nervousness because I’ve been able to see all kinds of sweet and hilarious comments from you guys, and it’s really given me perspective on just how important feedback like that is to artists, even if it is something little like a keysmash or something. And even though my improvement hasn’t been too dramatic, I think me from about three months ago would be impressed with my work now. I feel like I’ve learned a lot, and I don’t know if I would’ve gotten this far if it wasn’t for all your kindness and encouragement.
Uhh anyways that’s enough being sappy from me, I hope I continue to improve my skills and feed our collective brainworms <3
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