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a show with actual colors in it ... we've never been so back

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amari: stop being a brat, you know damn well what i mean amari: "least missable" does not mean you won't be missed at all. stop saying stupid shit amari: okay, i wouldn't say all THAT ...

violet: there aren't any triggers involved! violet: ugh, flattery will get you everywhere. <3 i'm still annoyed tho. retirement is dumb and i'm the least missable person around here anyway. violet: clinically speaking, that is. i'm a fucking delight.

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ryn only hummed in response to elle's worrying, her hand resting lightly against the dhampir's hip and her thumb massaging light circles against whatever muscle existed there. she was listening; she was. but the uncomfortable feeling that had draped itself across her body and zipped itself to her skin had done a damn good job of drowning out her ability to focus on anything. elle's words were about as adhesive as confetti right now; they floated past ryn's ears and drifted to the ground without much impact. and ryn hated⎯⎯hated the way that her mind lit up at the mention of elle's blood. her eyes snapped open and her teeth started to ache with the desire. her grip on elle's hip tightened and she closed her eyes, breathing deep, and forced herself to let go of the idea. "mm, you know we shouldn't do that. brynn'll be disappointed if she finds out." ryn wasn't much of a stickler for the rules, but she was against the idea of betraying brynn's trust, after the woman had done so much for her and elle. "'s not that bad right now. if it gets worse, then..." then: she'll need to be hospitalized again. then: elle will be upset by the way things played out. then: shit will hit the fan because ryn probably shouldn't have survived this long anyway. she tapped her thumb against elle's hipbone and opened her eyes. "i don't want you to get in trouble with anyone."

"i hate it when you feel bad," elle groaned, the corners of their lips forced downwards with worry—which, unfortunately for everyone involved, was generally laced with some degree of irritation. as if the cadence of it could soothe her own nerves, isabel worked her fingers through ryn's hair in a display that was about as gentle as she ever got. (——they were allowed to be on edge, okay? what if ryn got worse again?) she looked down at the girl in her lap and felt her blood chill at the thought. things were good; why couldn't they just stay good? elle had nearly chipped a fang when the alphas and her mother had placed ryn on a recovery program that very specifically did not include any more impromptu dhampir blood infusions. it was, frankly, fucking stupid that they weren't allowed to help their best friend on the off chance of some unexpected side effects. although—— "...it's not breaking the rules if i bite you, technically," they muttered, only half-aware the words held any volume. "i wouldn't give you any blood, and my venom's apparently just as effective when it comes to being fucking morphine, or whatever. not even auntie nina has that up her sleeve."

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kira started slightly at their admission of being lost. not so much because she couldn't imagine being lost in beacon hills⎯heavens knew she was more prone to wandering off-path than anyone she knew⎯but because she'd never had such an easy time admitting it. and there was something almost painful in that; in seeing how hopelessly different they were. even so, she found herself offering a smile. the circumstances could be worse. someone else could have run into them; someone else could've run into her. something crackled beneath her skin, zapping her senses awake. in the far away caverns of her chest, kyuki stirred, pressing around for a danger that only existed in kira's irrational mind. "c'mon," she said, shifting on her heel and tipping her head. "i'll walk you home." before they took a step, though, she stopped to consider their question. "i'm fine. the moon doesn't..." she paused, letting her tongue pass over her lips. "i feel okay, haru," she said, almost surprised to find herself speaking japanese. but it felt right, somehow; it felt comfortable. she imagined it was kyuki's doing. she always did take the wheel when kira started regressing. "thank you. i actually feel calmer when it's like this. the same can't be said for my pack, though. what about you?" she asked as they started walking. "do you feel better or worse on nights like this?"

"kira!" they weren't calling for her⎯given multiple warnings by lorilee why doing so to a woman who's known him far, far shorter than he's known of her would be awkward at best and grounds for a restraining order at worst. it still didn't keep the exuberance out of their voice at her acknowledgment. haru nodded at the remark, dimples denting into cheeks as evidence of their agreement. "yes. i like when i can see the stars," they mused in full sincerity, pointing a finger up towards the sky and indicating a couple; the kitsune, in all likelihood, had gotten a better view of the celestial bodies than most (on account of having been one for a century), but nonetheless found joy in never having them too far away. lips pursing slightly, he glanced around campus, inadvertently turning in a clumsy circle. "but haru thinks...they are lost now." that was unfortunate. haruto could find their way back to the dorms easily enough, but the less obvious buildings still gave them trouble⎯⎯and the names of them had yet to stick. signs were difficult, anyway, so they'd been hoping to get by on visual landmarks. at...some point. haru scrunched their nose and blew out a breath in realization of their predicament, though the moment was stolen by a sudden jolt of awareness, followed by concern. "oh! are you feeling okay? with the moon." he canted his head a fraction in innocent appraisal; he would gladly offer to walk with kira to her destination if she was feeling unwell, but reminded himself not to intrude upon her life any more or less than she wanted.

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seher blinked, taken aback by the girl's sudden shift in demeanor. "hey, don't move too fast," she warned, stepping around the couch to meet her. she lifted a hand and let gentle fingers brush hair away from the girl's face. "pretty," she murmured, never one to let a thought go unsaid. she perked up, a bright smile spreading across her face. "believe or not, i am capable of getting my own coffee. these people baby me entirely too much. can i get you anything?" it was ... mostly true. she could make coffee, but no one had ever praised her in that department. she had her worth elsewhere. that didn't mean she wasn't willing to try.

seeing as the pay rate was significantly higher than her usual gigs, jaylin had actually managed to put together something presentable out of her wardrobe for this job—fucked up her laundry schedule in the process, but she'd probably manage—just to blow all of her best impressions convalescing. truth be told, she couldn't tell if the monthly headaches were proof that a wolf still lay curled somewhere deep down past her reach, or if they were purely psychosomatic. either way, if she had to deal with this shit for the rest of her life, she might end up doing something drastic. "i...maybe?" she answered, brow crinkling as she nursed a glass of water. "not all that sure." she meant that; jaye was still in the process of figuring out her newfound and decidedly human tolerance levels for...everything. once the light adjusted a bit, she blinked at the owner of the voice and quickly tried to scramble to her feet. "oh, i'm—god, pay no mind to me, i should be getting you something while the cameras aren't rolling. would you like a coffee?"

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marie-catherine: i so wish i could promise that liam would be normal, but you know how he gets when it comes to you marie-catherine: however, i will keep your arrival to myself, he won't hear a peep from me :3 brynn: my cuties. brynn: please do not knock each other out if it isn't an emergency, i much prefer to have all of my babies unhurt, if possible <3 marie-catherine: i'll keep them in line, brynnie, don't worry marie-catherine: you just get back home in one piece and i'll handle things here :( brynn: you have my word, sweetheart.

megan: i had something that wasn't exactly dinner a few hours ago, so i think seojin's giving me a break tonight. hopefully. ...ryn, please don't warn liam i'm coming. he'll be extra...just extra liam. you know. isabel: good! at least you listen to someone. i'm a fucking vampire, how did i get stuck with the girl who hates to eat. it makes me feel bad [unsent] megan: i would love to not have a fox crisis in front of him this early in the year. preferably not at all. isabel: it's fine, i'll just knock you out if you do isabel: joking. promise i won't cause any trouble, mama! just gonna look after rynnie. cross my heart. megan: ...the one that barely beats? isabel: i'm actually kind of impressed that you somehow convinced the entire pack that you aren't an asshole [unsent] isabel: see? business as usual. :p

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amari: are you sure they think you're useless and not just trigger happy 😭 amari: i say this with love or something, babe, but i don't think you're the one they're worried about

text.   ›    violet ✉ amari.

violet: so, laura's going all the way up the coast to handle some moon-drunk mutt when she could've just sent me. (to the fbi agent wiretapping my phone, that wasn't a werewolf dig. that was a dig at what's looking to be a sloppy spree killer.) violet: the alphas think i'm useless, and tbh it's getting offensive violet: i'm not part of the mob who's supposed to be on lockdown right now, thank you very much 😭

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tara: ? tara: Oh tara: the homosexuals are at it again, i presume?

text.   ›    megan ✉ tara.

megan: please distract me? megan: i'm dragging out the walk to hell as long as i possibly can. megan: ...'hell' is the lake house without brynn.

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marie-catherine: no ice cream, my stomach's a little turny right now :( marie-catherine: but cuddles with my favorite pair of sisters might be the cure i need :( brynn: that sounds wonderful, babies <3 brynn: yes, please head to the beach house, megan! i will be back a little late, but i'll still see you in just a few hours. brynn: if something is wrong and you need immediate assistance, scott and derek will still be close by. or tessa, if you need non-supernatural assistance. marie-catherine: we'll be okay, don't worry! liam will probably stop by soon to feed that hero complex he's got 😭

isabel: what's up? you need ice cream? megan: ...are you not literally within ten feet walking distance? isabel: she wrote in the group chat so i'm replying in the group chat, genius. megan: be safe, brynn! i was going to drop by for dinner, but pack business comes first. so i'll, um...walk...back? isabel: you're hopeless sometimes. come get pizza.

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brynn: maybe that is true! but i like being able to do these things. i don't want anyone else to have to live with too many incidents. brynn: oh, love. there isn't a version of you that i could even remotely dislike. brynn: i'll come pick you up. brynn: ❤️

laura: you're good for so much more than emergencies. eureka, or the general area, i believe. laura: try not to hate road trip laura too much. :)

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"hey, are you okay?" bracing her hands over the back of the couch, seher tipped over just a bit to peer at the resting stranger. "i heard them say something about a headache. do you need a painkiller? would that help?"

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"⎯⎯oh." in the beat between recognition and weirdness, there existed the trickle-slim relief of seeing a familiar face. (well. familiar, in the sense that she could pick them out of a lineup. the very literal definition. familial, on the other hand: pending.) she half-turned, numb fingers slipping her phone into her back pocket, and tucked her lips into a smile that probably looked as awkward as it felt. "hi . . . haru." just saying their name felt weird, but at least that wasn't personal. kira could hardly utter derek's name without wanting to claw its taste off of her tongue, years and years after their first uncomfortable interaction. "um. nice night." god, kill her now.

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text.   ›    brynn's litter.

brynn: hi, babies ♡ brynn: i'm going to handle something for laura. so i'll be gone for just a little bit. if you need me, i'm just a call away, okay? marie-catherine: oh brynn: you okay, ryn? marie-catherine: yeah, i'm okay! just wanted to talk to you about something :] but we'll be okay, go save the world >:(

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brynn: you are never bothering me, sweetheart. brynn: you don't have to explain yourself to me. what am i good for, if i can't handle something like this? brynn: just let me tell my girls that i'll be gone for a bit, then i'll head out. where was the incident, exactly?

text.   ›    laura ✉ brynn.

laura: could i bother you for a moment, love? laura: i generally don't do this, but there's been an incident a bit out of town, and i want to check on things ahead of the moon. laura: erica and nadia have just come back from trips and deserve a second to settle; callum, last i checked, is averse to large bodies of water. laura: violet has been inactive for quite some time, and if i let her go, i fear her...enthusiasm...will come with a body count. laura: not the best vacation pitch, i know. laura: (this is not a formal alpha request. i'm open to other suggestions if you want to decline.)

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ixchel gasped, as if offended by the notion that isabel wasn't fully related to them by blood. "how could you? that is our itty bitty cousin, be nice!" isabel was as related to them as ixchel's high school math teacher was, but there was no use in telling the family that; ixchel quite liked this running joke. ixchel gasped, delighted, and opened her mouth to accept the offered bite. "i knew you loved me," they said, the words muffled around the mouthful of food. "easily my favorite cousin, elle who?"

"first of all," nico began dramatically, completely bypassing the looming threat of abuelita, "we have an entire running bit about elle being our cousin, and no one in our extended family has figured out that they're not. they've been to two family meetups and a wedding this year! spanish isn't even her second language, it's her third. she's conning everyone. thicker than water, my ass." he snorted a laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. (blood was definitely thicker than water⎯or coca cola, in his experience⎯but that was a joke nico couldn't make in present company.) "baby," he volleyed back at them with a mocking pout, then rolled his eyes and cut into the omelet with the side of his fork before stabbing into it. "now, open, before i change my damn mind."

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𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐤. — ☾ "i have dared to love you wildly, passionately, devotedly, hopelessly."

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𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐝. — ☾ "it ends or it doesn't. that's what you say. that's how you get through it." studio art major. twenty. chimera.