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☕️ and ⛸️ from this ask game, pls? also good to see you around, eve! sending good ~~ vibes ~~ and good luck to ya. :3 - 💫 (@enchanted-lightning-aes)

enchant you're an angel <33 sending good vibes back because you gave me no names, I will take the liberty of picking two characters for each question from a quest of cards and calamity ☕️ Hot Cocoa: what do your OCs do if they need reassurance or comfort? Do they talk to someone/fall back on a certain activity? Alex (prior to the narrative) often needed reassurance and comfort, since their curse messed up interactions with people and basic tasks, yet they believed the faults were their own. So there are many afternoons where they are found sitting on the large windowsill in their room with the windows flung open, vibing with the animals - a capybara on their lap, a tapir by their side, and various birds on their shoulders and in their hair. Animals don't judge and no one goes to that part of the forest. Bennie destressed in his garden. After a long day dealing with customers who could somehow never interpret his painstakingly simple instructions correctly and minor injuries they could have tended to at home, they find no better place to be than among dirt and leaves. Covered all the way up to his elbows in earth, weeds curling and dying in the folds of his skirt, and a trowel waiting to be used by their side.

⛸️ Ice Skating: tell us about a skill your OC has. Is it unusual? Something they worked hard on? Does it ever come in handy? Cuckoo (when magic was around) was really great at manipulating the taste of things with their illusions. She would mess with people at the circus, often making some panic by making them think they were eating something they were allergic to when they were actually okay. They used it often when bouncing from village to village - she'd make chefs or patrons think food had spoiled so they would throw it out for her to eat. Though, sometimes she still made a scene in a restaurant. Just for fun. Maggie translated her wealth of knowledge for intricate braids - which came from days of practice being shut up in the house for her own protection - to learning to tie a myriad of sea-worthy knots. She hasn't used that skill yet, but she's sure it'll come in handy someday. Maybe. Hopefully.

ask game is linked in the ask (thanks for that)

12 days of writer self love day 2: crown

I saw the time and wrote this in a rush and I’m obsessed. This scene takes place after the narrative and is just so soft and sweet and domestic.

“This is so frustrating!” Alex fumed as they snapped another dandelion stem.

Cuckoo watched them upside down from the tree they were hanging from, two completed flower crowns layered over their bandana across their forehead. “I’m sure you’ll get it. You’ve always shown such prowess for fiddly tasks. Your skill with detail is unparalleled.”

Ben, sitting behind Cuckoo, shuffled forward and tugged on their dangling arms. They fell down with a thump into his lap and glared up at him good-naturedly. He ruffled their hair and turned back to his own garland. They had a dwindling pile next to them as what had been taught to be a flower crown was now turning into a rope taller than they were. Cuckoo picked up part of the chain and twisted it between their fingertips, squishing the petals out of shape.

“Don’t be cruel, Cuckoo,” Stella admonished. “It’s okay if you don’t finish. We have plenty to go around.” She tossed a finished daisy crown at Alex where it landed lopsided on their head. They grimaced cheerfully in thanks, brow furrowing again as Alex turned their attention back to their four linked dandelions.

“You mean you have plenty to go around,” corrected Maggie. A stack of flower crowns adorned her heads, all unique. Her braids were hidden and her eyes were partially blocked from the sheer volume of them.

Stella, offended, said, “I do not! I don’t have a single flower crown to my name. So, I’d better make one.”

“And declare me ruler again?” Maggie suggested with a knowing look.

“You do rule my heart,” Stella said, tilting Maggie’s chin up to give her a kiss.

“Get a room!” Cuckoo yelled from where they were still laying on Ben’s legs.

“You dare order her majesty around?” Stella flew to her feet, the half finished crown falling to the floor. She tackled Cuckoo onto the ground, and the crafting fell into giggles as the sun sank in the sky.

[answer this whenevah] happy blorbo blursday, eve! so, for alex, did they feel rejection or affection as a child? sorry for teh angsty question, i am just curious. sending good ~~ vibes ~~ and good luck to ya. :3 - 🌟

i finally had the time to answer, so get ready for serious angst

alex's circle of affection was very small. it was their momma, the guard, their mum, but distantly after she moved for work, and, of course, elestial. those three showered them in affection as much as they could: their momma taught them to defend themself and gives them work to keep them busy and just generally cares for them; their mum sends gifts and takes them around the city the few times they go to visit; elestial gives them company and has made many gadgets to help with paperwork or, more importantly, take care of their animals

when alex was cursed with bad luck, everything went wrong around them. people were injured, broke objects, lost things, and generally had a bad time. they connected the dots and started avoiding alex, ignoring them, insulting them to their face and behind their back, and, in extreme cases, attacking them (only when their momma wasn't around because she wouldn't hesitate to defend her baby) so alex avoided people back, tired of the way they were treated, and preferred to choose to be alone than face the world