#guest muses

[universalzones]

"You gotta relax little wolf," Claire said, leaning back in her chair and placing her feet on the table, her heavy boots making a thud as she did so. "Just keep your cool, don't give them anything, and we'll be out in time for lunch. I'm thinking we hit up that fancy barbeque joint in Central City after the payday we'll get for getting our target."

Whisper had her hands on the table, tapping it as her breathing was fast. The wolf could hear her heart beat in her ears, her whole body was tense, her eyes darting all around the room, and every one of her senses seemed to be in over drive. "Whisper!" She jumped hearing her name said loudly like that and looked at Claire.

"Hey, I know you aren't a fan of being locked up. Just take a few deep breaths, get your cool back, okay?" Claire was sure Whisper's senses were in overdrive right now given her past. The howler monkey was going to have her hands full keeping the Freedom Fighter chump who was going to interrogate them on her. The wolf was still pretty new to free lancing and this was there first big job.

Whisper nodded, starting to slow her breathing, in and out as her body started to relax. "I'm good, just, I knew you said sometimes a job got messy, though that was really messy." The wolf was still playing it in her head.

"Pfft, it was just a small bump. A few people got some scratches, and only a little bit of property damage. Target is down, and we're getting paid some big bucks from our employers. Which we don't know, okay?" Claire never slipped an employer's name before and didn't intend to start now.

Whisper nodded, taking in a few more deep breaths as she was mostly calm and finally stopped tapping on the table. "So, I don't know much about the Freedom Fighter's. Are they a free lance agency or something?"

Claire rolled her eyes at the question. "I wish they were. Some big shot rich guy name Nigel Acorn got bit by the good samaritan bug and started funding this little group his kid started called the Freedom Fighter's. Mainly because his daughter was up in arms about G.U.N throwing their weight around to get what they want, though never help when Eggman attacks."

"They want to be some sort of first response team whenever Eggman strikes. Stupid idea if you ask me. If G.U.N can't so much as slow him down I'm not sure what they think they can do. Not to mention how insane Eggman is. If they become a pain then it won't be pretty for them. That's why we steer clear from him. As long as he doesn't mess with us, we won't mess with him, and vice versa." The howler monkey didn't need an Eggman target on their backs.

Whisper only nodded, looking down at the table as she thought. "Though that's good, right? I mean, there has to be some force to fight back against Eggman. I know there's Sonic, and a few other's, though that can only go so far. It seems like a good cause." The wolf didn't see it as the worse idea.

"On paper, sure, sounds like a great idea, as long as you get the right people. From what I've heard most of these Freedom Fight's are green. Gaia, most of them I've seen barely have any combat experience. They tend to just get tossed around like ragdolls. It was funny at first, though now it's just sad." Claire didn't have much respect for this group.

Whisper found it hard to believe they'd start an agency without anyone with real combat experience to help train those coming in. It'd be like throwing a child at a badnik, even one of the more harmless ones, like the lady bugs. The wolf then jumped as the door was suddenly pushed open with quite a bit of force.

A coyote would then with a cutlass in it's sheathe on his left side, while he had a high grade firearm on his right. "Claire."

Claire would suddenly sit up, taking her feet off the table. "Oh, you're going to love this guy little wolf. This is Antoine and he practically worships the ground Sally walks on. A real die hard trooper here," the howler monkey said before looking at Antoine. "So, tell me lover boy, you hook up with your precarious Sally? Cause last I heard she's all googly eyes for some hot shot rabbit who just joined whenever she's not playing commander."

"What ze Director does in her free time is none of ma concern," Antoine said before setting a file down on the table and sat in the chair across from Claire and Whisper. "Shall I read ze latest charges?"

"Sometimes the job gets a bit hairy, and if you ask me, that guy basically jumped in front of my bike. Look, we can do this whole song and dance, though I'd think I'll just keep quiet until these charges are dropped and we're free to go. Though I wouldn't mind a cold drink," the howler monkey said while putting her feet back on the table and relaxed in her chair.

Antoine was used to this attitude from Claire, though it still irritates him to no end. However, things were a bit different this time. The coyote had heard the howler monkey had picked up a partner, though judging by how tense she looked it seemed she was more like an apprentice. Which prompted him to do some digging. "I'm surprised to see someone who is supposed to be dead here."

Whisper's body instantly tensed up fully, her ears standing up in full attention at being addressed in such a way. "I... don't know what you're talking about." The wolf avoided eye contact while Claire would take her feet off the table .

"Really? Well, I guess you must have ze look alike," Antoine said while opening the file, then turns it around and slides it over. "Is zees not you?"

Both Whisper and Claire would look at the file of a seventeen year old Whisper with a buzz cut. The howler monkey having to fight the urge to start laughing while the wolf just looked away from the file.

"I think you have the wrong person," Whisper said, pushing the file back over to Antoine while continuing to avoid eye contact. "There's a lot of people out there, and sometimes some people happen to look alike. Besides, how can a dead person be talking to you right now?" It'd be hard to argue that.

"Well, a body was never found, and it happens that Claire is ze one sent to look into ze rouge commander. Strange how she's traveling with a wolf who looks exactly like ze one who was reported dead by her word. Is it not?" Antoine asked, keeping his focus on Whisper.

"I've taken a lot of jobs, and reported just as many dead bodies. You're really going to make a stink about one case. Come on man, don't you have anything better to do than mess with my professional life?" Claire asked, attempting to have him remained focused on her.

"I wouldn't consider it very professional to hide ze truth from your employer," Antoine said, though kept his focus on Whisper. "Well, zees solider had great potential if I do say so myself. I wonder what they would do?" The coyote asked, looking right at the wolf.

"...I guess we'll never know since they're long gone," Whisper said as she glared at Antoine. "Besides, haven't you heard the expression let the bones lay? That's clearly a G.U.N file, so it's not really our business, is it?" The wolf asked, her hard glare never wavering.

"Ah, an expression I heard my grandfather say when those asked him about his time in the military. Though he did say a sleeping dog can wake up too, I'm sure you're also familiar with this expression as well Madam." Antoine would look down at the file. "Sayna"

"That's not my name!" Whisper shouted as she banged her fists on the table. "You may find more than you bargain for if you mess with these bones!" The wolf's glare was even more intense now, almost daring Antoine to say something else.

Just then the door to the room would open and a rabbit walked in. "Sorry to say, though they're free to go. Charges were just dropped," he said, walking over with a set of keys.

"What do mean ze charges were just dropped?! It happened forty minutes ago?!" Antoine shouted as he stood up. "Zees is ridiculous! G.U.N can't keep bailing her out forever!" The coyote didn't want to back down this time.

"Hey, never said who dropped the charges, just that they were dropped. Don't shoot the messenger," he said, uncuffing Whisper and Claire. "They're free to go, end of story, even if I don't like it."

"Oh, free to go lover boy, though I do appreciate the attempt. It shows you really do care. Come on, let's get going little wolf," Claire said as she walked over to the door and exits the room with Whisper following quickly behind.

"I did read your file, and you're a good solider. Claire isn't someone who deserves your loyalty," Antoine said, which did make Whisper stop before she quickly left. "How many times will G.U.N cover for her? Pretty soon someone will get seriously hurt."

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Claire walked into the impound lot where her bike was. "Aw my precious baby. Did you miss mommy? I bet you did," the howler monkey said as she hoped on her bike, placing her weapon in the side rack on it. "They didn't mess up your rifle, did they?" She asked looking at Whisper.

Whisper was currently securing the strap around her. "It's fine." That was all the wolf said as she made her way over to Claire, grabbing her helmet though simply stared at it.

Claire raised a brow seeing Whisper stare at the helmet. "Hey, try not to let anything Antoine said get to you. Guy has a bad habit of sticking his nose where it doesn't belong, and I'm hoping one day it bites him in the ass." The howler monkey typically didn't pay any mind, though seeing the way he got to the wolf really ticked her off. That said, she was only met with silence. "You okay?"

Whisper remained silent for another moment before speaking. "I guess, him saying you don't deserve my loyalty got to me. Because, I feel like I don't deserve your loyalty. There's so much you don't know about me, though I know almost everything about you." The wolf knew it might sound silly, though Claire had done so much for her.

Claire stared at Whisper for a moment before starting to laugh. "Little wolf, you're overthinking this. Look, I'm only open about myself because I choose to. If there's things you don't want me to know, then I'm fine with it. Besides, I know a lot of heavy stuff about you. Your past is your business, not mine. However, I don't intend to forget that picture of you with a buzz cut anytime soon." The howler monkey chuckled thinking about it.

Whisper blushed lightly at the mention of the buzz cut she had when first joining as a recruit for G.U.N. "I, guess that's fair. I'll try to open up more, I promise. I had a fairly normal life, just, there were problems here and there." The wolf didn't feel like opening that can of worms right now.

"Hey, I said don't worry about it little wolf. You wanna keep to yourself, then keep to yourself. Though I won't say no if you ever want to open up. Now, what do you think about that barbeque joint?" Claire asked, picking up her helmet.

"Actually, I heard a nice greek restaurant opened up. I actually used to eat at one quite frequently in my home town. Maybe I'm feeling a bit nostalgic today," Whisper said before putting her her bike helmet, securing it in place.

"Ooooh, I haven't had any greek food in awhile. Sure, sounds like a blast, plus you're opening up already. Now hop on." Claire would then put on her helmet before putting the key in the ignition and turning on her bike as Whisper hopped on. "Remember to hang on tight. We'll be at central city in no time." The howler monkey would rev the bike a few times. "Yo, open the gate already!" She shouted, prompting the work to open it. She then sped out of the impound lot.

Whisper held on tight as she always did, knowing Claire saw the speed limit as more of a friendly suggestion. The wolf was glad she had a friend like the howler monkey.

[songofsilentechoes]

"I wonder what it would feel like to be installed into an armored core? My normal frame is fast, but not designed for combat." The machine intelligence muses to herself.

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

Kuya walked over to his twins and knelt down. "It is because me and 'Uncle Quincy' have known each other for a very long time. We got into a fight."

Quincy sighs, picking up his daughter, and Topper curled up in Lisa's arms. "You tried to set the forest on fire because you were bored..."

Both Apollo, and Artemis blinks seeing their dad knelt down to look at him. "So you and uncle Quincy fight a lot like training?" Artemis asked this with her brother sitting by her.

"Wait, uncle Kuya tried to burn the forest down?" Lisa blinks but she was worried holding Topper in her arms carefully worried.

[blackdragonmedicdean]

Tempted to write the reverse of Free and Kola in D.C but rather than the gang is Winters and the other Specials. Because the idea of Kola constantly trying to fight the Bulldozer and Cloakers funny to me. That and the two getting mistaken for robbing a place is funny due to both being pert of the thieves guild (and to an extent the Dark Brotherhood)

[atangledfate]

" Well that's just rude... we don't argue all the time..."

The yellow bot nodded

" YEA ONLY LIKE WHEN WE AREN'T ON OUR COMPANY SANCTIONED BREAK! "

[defectedrockstar]

UPDATE!

Alright, so I got a few things done. I have added two AU's for this blog but more will be added if I come up with anything. Murder Drones and Hazbin/Hellavu Boss (with just Chai at the moment).

And! I have added Peppermint, Macaron and Korsica as guest muses. I'll update my pin post so you can easily check and see what you all are missing.

I'll get icons sorted out soon enough. Hope to see you guys soon.

[mortalprinceoflies]

Guest Muses (for now)

Delaney Blackburn -

Age: 41

Gender: female

Sexuality: Bisexual

Species: human

Fc: Emma Stone

Appearance: long red hair, dark blue eyes, fair skin, freckles.

Personality: Aggressive, ambitious, protective, somewhat territorial, loyal, stubborn, a trickster, silver tongue, flirtatious, fun, outgoing, highly intelligent, proud nerd.

Relationship: Wife to Luke and mother to his kids.

Occupation: Contract Lawyer

Background: Delaney grew up in one of the few remaining Satanic witch covens in Georgia, but stopped practicing when she was a teenager for a number of reasons. She didn’t like how her coven leaders were treating the younger members. Her faith was waning because she didn’t feel like Satan was listening to her or anyone else. She hated having to hide so much of who she was from her mostly Christian classmates, which resulted in her being an outcast. College was an opportunity for her to make some big changes, and she took it wholeheartedly, experimenting with her personality, sexuality, hobbies, etc. When she first met Luke, she felt a connection unlike any other she’d made before. She knew she had to find a way to marry him! She didn’t start figuring out his true identity until later on in their relationship, thinking he might be the Antichrist at first, then realizing that he was actually Lucifer in mortal form. She became even more devoted to him then, determined to break his curse, or at the very least help him regain his memories. Lilith’s intervention put such a strain on their relationship that she wasn’t sure they would survive. Delaney was the one who brought up opening their marriage in an effort to relieve some of the strain, which Luke thankfully agreed to, but also explained that she was only being distant because she was working very hard on something that he couldn’t know about yet. Soon, but not yet.

Vigoraunt -

Age: 100+

Gender: male

Sexuality: Bisexual (strong preference for men, switch)

Species: Incubus

Fc: Cody Fern

Appearance: curly blond hair, bright blue eyes, tanned skin, fair features.

Demonic Form: pink and red highlights in hair, pink highlights on skin, blue eyes with black sclera, red horns, pink tail with a red heart at the end, sharp fangs and claws.

Personality: Charming only when he has to be, anger issues, loyal, determined, protective, a bit of a pyromaniac, vindictive, rebellious, has recently started using music as an outlet for his aggression (plays guitar), still gets into fist fights with mortals who try stupid shit, surprisingly patient with kids.

Occupation: Curio shop clerk, chaos inducer(former, basically his job as an incubus was to stir up trouble in the mortal world), Florist(former, back when he was mortal)

Background: Vigoraunt remembers bits and pieces of his mortal life. He knows he was a florist by the name of Victor in a small village outside of London, that he had a lengthy affair with a handsome nobleman, that there was a young lady who was eager to win his affections but unsuccessful. She kept pursuing him anyway, despite his rejections getting harsher with every attempt. When she found out who his heart truly belonged to, she declared to the village that his noble lover had bewitched him, seducing him into a sinful life of debauchery. There was a riot. The memory of his lover screaming, tied up and burning at the stake, is forever burned into his mind. Victor was naturally furious and heartbroken, and when he was at his most vulnerable, an incubus swept him off his feet and made him a deal: sweet revenge in exchange for a night of passion. Vig barely remembers burning the treacherous lady’s house down around her, but he remembers every moment of being used by the demon until his body was broken. He remembers awakening in hell, chained to the same incubus that had killed him. He remembers Lucifer himself breaking those chains and punishing the incubus for murdering him, as he’d never agreed to give up his soul. He remembers becoming an incubus himself, rising through the ranks over the course of a century of raising cain up in the mortal realm. His loyalty to the Morningstar never faltered, and when he heard of Lilith’s betrayal, he became determined to find the now mortal Prince of Lies and bring him back. It took decades, and things got…complicated. Due to a ritual he cast with Delaney, he now shares part of Lucifer’s power and life force with her and Luke to keep Luke from being crushed by it. He hopes to help Luke regain full strength, but will take quite a while. In the meantime, Vigoraunt has elected to take up a position at a local curio shop and stay with Luke and Delaney as one of their partners. He also got conned into being the guitarist for Jayden’s new rock band.

[arylleth]

Some nights I wake and everything hurts a little. It is amazing how long a ruined thing will burn.

[undyingdevotee]

Death of a party girl Full version under cut

[actuallybrini]

Today the world's most gorgeous smile turns 40 and it happens to belong to the equally gorgeous Lou Ferrigno Jr. And in honor of that special day, here are 40 Lou smiles that will hopefully brighten your day. Because lord knows we can all need a little pick-me-up.

[songofsilentechoes]

The poros, unsurprisingly, love the blanket! Is soft! Like poros! And at the introduction of food, they immediately go for fruit and sweets. They seem to also eat veggies. Perhaps the poros, looking like little sheep, are very much like sheep?

With this new knowledge, she removes the non fruits, non sweets and non vegetables. She then reaches out to pet them, hoping they enjoy scratches.

Organics were so charming!

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

So the twins and Lisa get along at least. What do you think of your dad's fighting?

"I don't like when my dad fights their dad. Though..daddy says it's something they do?" Lisa was sitting with both Apollo and Artemis sitting as well holding something.

"However, I don't know why our dads fight but they must have their reasons.." Artemis mutters with her arms crossed to pout with Apollo hugging a plush toy.

[ashortdropandasuddenstop]

Small World

There was something about men with too much money and not enough spine. James had seen plenty of them—loud, hollow things dressed in tailored suits, always thinking they were owed the world simply for holding it hostage on a server farm.

This time, quite literally.

The elevator chimed softly as it reached the top floor of the glass tower, the sound crisp against the low, rhythmic thrum of server units and the quiet static of fear. He adjusted his gloves, smoothing the leather over each knuckle with unhurried precision. No need to rush. Panic was messy. Style, on the other hand, was silent. How he'd gotten past Rutledge's security team was a feat in itself.

The doors parted.

And there they were.

Five men, slouched and bound with what looked like—James tilted his head—Hermès ties? Charming. An over-designed little tableau: glass walls, blinking monitors, power suits soaked in cold sweat, and half a dozen armed men sweeping the floor like they were in some mid-budget dystopian thriller. Only one of them looked like he was in charge. The eye of the storm.

Tall, sharp-suited. Hair swept back like it had somewhere better to be. His back was to the elevator, voice clipped and cool as he barked commands, shifting between languages like someone who hadn’t had to raise his voice in years.

James stepped into the room with the kind of easy confidence that got lesser men killed. His umbrella clicked softly against the marble. He didn’t speak until the doors behind him hissed shut.

“You know,” he said, voice echoing just enough to be heard, “it’s dreadfully rude to keep company tied up during a business meeting.”

A few weapons turned his way. Of course they did.

He didn’t flinch.

James scanned the crowd with trained calculation—tactile memory picking up on the leader of this little soiree'. The man at the center of it all. Cheekbones, posture, the faint curl of a smile not quite formed. Something familiar flickered in the back of his mind, but it didn’t land. Not yet.

He took another step forward.

“I’m afraid I’ll have to ask you to release your guests. Kingsman protocol’s fairly strict about hostage situations.” A pause. “Bad for the brand.”

No response.

James narrowed his eyes.

“No last-minute objections? You’re usually a talkative lot.”

@hom3land3r

[atangledfate]

Lanolin's eyes were locked on the floor as everyone spoke there minds, among them perhaps only Blaze fully understood there situation. For what it was worth there world had rarely relied on the Federation, but it had always been a ruling body. They made the laws, they controlled the military, they had all the capital. If there was one organization that held all the cards in this world it was them. Trying to bully there way to victory felt like a sure fire way to piss them off. Sure they could threaten them with Sol's military, but then what? They come some kind of new military power? Who then do they answer to? As much as she HATED it! and she did, she didn't see a path to victory.

" It doesn't matter if they knew about Clutch or, Surge and Kitsunami, or even Belle and did nothing. The fact is when presented to the public how do you think it would reflect on us? Harboring Criminals who destroyed half a city. Hiding a Badnik within the base, and consorting with a knowing crime boss... GUN doesn't even need to fabricate a story--- They could tell the truth and it would still look bad for us. "

She spoke in a softer tone as she tensed up and seemed to feel the weight of her position for the first time. This was what it meant to be a leader--- saying what no one wanted to hear.

" Having leverage is good, But we can't just throw it in there face either. One miss step, one wrong sentence, and they declare restoration went rogue... cease our assets, cut off our fending, and declare its members criminals... They don't need to attack us today, to win tomorrow, and expecting Sol to step in with military force--- that looks like Blaze is planning an invasion... "

Her eyes went to Belle as she looked tired all of a sudden, like the day was wearing on her. The weight of what they faced had already dawned on her and she could not find a victory condition. No She had a feeling that the Federation had them dead to rights.

" I don't disagree belle but how do you think GUN would spin that? We both know Omega is like a dog to them, they send him in to clean house, and keep him under constant observation. "

Miles had been listening for awhile now without speaking a word to anyone. He just looked to have been thinking long and hard. It was a complicated mess, and Lanolin was right that going at this with a club was going to be messy. Confronting them with what little information they had, was going to backfire and it would make it all worse he figured.

Yet there was another option and Lanolin had already hinted at it.

" If we confront them now we lose, its just that simple. Showing our cards at this juncture... We'd tip our hand to early. As much as i hate to admit it... I think here today we have ot concede... let them have there little investigation really no other course that doesn't lead to conflict between us and the federation... "

" However, what we need is evidence that this was a big plot on there end. If we can prove that then in court we might have a chance... with enough capital and the right lawyers we can argue our case. But trying to argue it with this president here and now? it's like yelling at cop because he's gonna give you a ticket... or worse trying to bribe the cop. "

" that's my play, we let them think they've won and act behind the scenes--- Convert operations. It's our best play...we can use mimic as a bargaining chip to show our good will. Once we know more we can make a plan to counter GUN and the Federation but right now... if we act rashly we end up terrorists on a watch list... that's my idea, and i think our best shot of saving restoration "

Sonic didn't respond as he was staring at the wall grinding his teeth. He didn't get angry often but, this was one of those moments he felt like he was being dicked over. Yea Tails might be right but, he didn't have to like it! He knew the kid was smart, and maybe a conflict would be bad! but letting these guys use shitty political tactics on them sucked!

" So that's it? Just roll over and play dead? I'm still for butt kickin' let them call me a terrorist if they want... they can do it while choking on there teeth--- But what ever the plan i'll do my part. But this kinda stuff ain't my style... "

"I can't say we don't have any options. After all, I'm sure even GUN wouldn't wish to make an enemy of me or the Sol Empire. It may not be much of an advantage given I'm in their world, though it's at least something to push back with." Blaze was never one to use her status for threats or warnings, and today was the first time she's done it so much. Though the feline wouldn't sit by and let her friends be pushed around or threatened.

"Not to mention the fact they never even attempted to reach out to anyone about the fact Clutch is a criminal, or how they also knew Mimic was here in the base. I'm can only guess you guys had Mimic as a high priority of catching, so they should've known too. Easy to send a message if they have a spy in. Gives off the impression they set you guys up to fail. I only wish I had more solid proof on the rumors about the commander." Rowan was sure having solid intel on that guy would make them clear out in an instant.

"We also got Mimic in the Shadow Void to turn over. Can't say I trust GUN with someone like Mimic, if only because I wouldn't put it past them to put him to work, though it's something." Rowan wanted to just throw him in a hole and leave it at that, though he'd never hear the end of it from Tangle.

"If Surge is staying then so am I. They can try to take me, though they'll regret it in the end. All it takes is four to six minutes for someone to drown, and I can speed that up much faster with how smart I am." Kitsunami wasn't going to let anyone take Surge, or let anyone take him away from Surge. If GUN wanted to see how dangerous the fennec was then that was the fastest way to do it.

"It's okay Kitsunami. I doubt they'll try anything that'll tick you and Surge off." Belle wasn't surprised Kitsunami would go through such lengths, though gears and starters she didn't need to see him start racking up a body count of GUN soldiers. The tinkerer herself was thinking about what she should do. Tails and Lanolin had a point, yet so did Vector. Not to mention she was sure they'd only be interested in dismantling her. She was sure they could consider her as safe eggtech to copy.

"I won't go with GUN because I don't trust them. And if they want to take me just because of who my creator is then I'd be more than happy to bring up how they let Omega work for them." Belle knew Eggman created Omega, though as far as she knew they never tried to punish or arrest him. Hopefully that'd be of help to get them to leave her alone.

"So, we got Blaze backing us up, the fact they withheld the fact Clutch was a criminal, also not telling use Mimic was here, my unconfirmed dirt on the commander, and the fact they let Omega work for them. I guess we could also count them coming off as overly hostile." Rowan found all this excessive, at least without any warning.

"Is this a bad time to mention I also stole Clean Sweep's money? Maybe we should had that over, since I'm sure a lot of it must have been earned illegally." Belle could easily find out what was Restoration donations and what was Clean Sweep profit.

[ludmilachaibemachado]

May 4th 1969 - Magic Christian party🎸🎸🥁

A party to celebrate the completion of principal filming for The Magic Christian was held on this evening🍁

The party took place at the London nightclub Les Ambassadeurs🍀

Other guests included John Lennon and Paul McCartney, and actors Richard Harris, Sean Connery, Stanley Baker, George Peppard, Roger Moore and Christopher Lee🌸

The party was filmed by the producers of The Magic Christian. Footage from the occasion later appeared in a BBC documentary titled Will The Real Mr Sellers.., which was narrated by Spike Milligan and broadcast in December 1969🌷

Just 41 seconds of footage from the party was used in the documentary. Peter Sellers can be seen talking to Lennon, and in a brief interview McCartney denies his wife Linda is pregnant. Their daughter Mary was born four months later🎍

Via Beatles and Cavern Club Photos on Facebook🌹

[multif0rmed]

@siblingsoflight

So incredibly strange.

Dark eyes blinked, as they stared down at a few flowers gently blowing through the wind on that very day. Aqua and Ventus had been inside, but he had excused himself to get fresh air. It felt almost suffocating to be back somehow at the Land of Departure, and with so much going on as well.

So many decisions to make ...

And he had ended up choosing to be here until he'd want to move into his .. he supposed, boyfriend's home.

And a small 'family' too would surround him at that rate. At the very least he had gained a new lease on life ...

A heavy sigh blew out of Eraqus' nose.