Phil wakes up in the morning, curled up on his side of the bed, wings splayed out over the empty half of the mattress behind him. As always. Snags his robe off the hook by the bed and shrugs it on and doesn't look at the vacant hook beside it. As always. Half asleep hauls himself out of bed and shuffles into his slippers and opens the blinds; bedroom flooded by golden sunlight, shining on the glass panes of the framed family photos hung up on the walls, drowning them in morning glow. As always.
It's just another morning up here on the wall. He heads down into the basement expecting the usual: finding Tallulah already awake and writing quietly in her diary, listening to her giggle as Phil drags her dead-to-the-world brother out of bed, sending them both off to go get dressed and wash up while he fumbles something together for breakfast.
When he steps into their bedroom, their beds are empty.
The spike of panic is immediate. He knows he put them to bed last night. They're not staying over anywhere else. They weren't anywhere in the front garden. There's no obvious note or sign anywhere that Phil can see. Where did they go? Where are his kids?
But then he hears it---the laughter. Clinking of dishes in the kitchen. The smell of eggs and bacon and beans. Soft Spanish that's low and syrupy-sleepy, still waking up.
Phil walks into the kitchen, and it's like walking into a dream.
The three of them are crowded around the counter, with Chayanne standing on a stepstool to the left and Tallulah standing on a chair to the right. Daylight spills in through the window above the sink and makes the mirage of Missa expertly dicing onions shimmer, body wreathed in warmth.
Missa sets down the knife. He turns around, the off-white of his bone mask almost dandelion in the sun, and Phil just about loses it.
He's relieved. He's disbelieving. He's ecstatic, and he's furious, and he's oddly numb. Something inside him wants to hurl a fist across his jaw; something else wants him to curl a fist around the lapels of his cloak and never let go.
Phil's arms are around him before he even realizes that he's crossed the kitchen.
Missa makes a sound of surprise, arms briefly hovering like this is the last thing he expected, but it doesn't matter---Phil feels him return the embrace a heartbeat later, and Phil sinks into it. A soft noise of anguish dies in his throat; he buries his face in Missa's shoulder and clutches at the back of his cloak and squeezes him like he wants to shatter bone and nestles in closer with the irrational, irrepressible desire to burrow into Missa's chest and fucking live there. Missa would probably let him.
A hand comes to cradle the back of his head. He feels lips and nose land softly in his tangle of unbrushed morning hair.
"Buenos días, querido."
He's home.
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the main cast of the joy of life legacy, generation three 🦇
rowan krueger, heir 👑 / ???, known as alsace dieudonné, ancient (ancient ancient) vampire and resident of forgotten hollow
ivory krueger, gen 2 heir and rowan’s mother 👑 eva capricciosa, rowan’s mom / cassandra goth, rowan’s mamá
jax krueger, spare, eva and cass’ baby / sachiko sasaki, ivory’s half-sister
dallas krueger-sasaki, founder 👑 shingo sasaki, ivory’s nanny and dallas’ soulmate
vladislaus straud, founder of forgotten hollow who allows alsace to hide there, perpetually disappointed / damian cross, vlad’s husband-bloodbag-sugar baby thrall turned immortal soulmate
seraphine straud, damian and vlad’s daughter and sole heir of the straud fortune / ivan bloodvein, head chair of the council and seraphine’s devotee-husband
mina, tomas, and verana bloodvein, seraphine and ivan’s triplets, little anklebiters who vlad utterly dotes upon
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ive finally finished the unit outfit designs for my fanunit, metamorphosis! ^_^ some more basic info about them under the cut, but all you really need to know is that they are my pride and joy
forming 2 years after !! era, metamorphosis is an initially temporary unit under cosmic production consisting of crazy:b's siblings - kaname tojo, hiiro amagi, and momoko oukawa (who's canonically unnamed but i do what i want forever) . their contract only lasts for 6 months and is essentially just a stepping stone for everyone involved. they have an incredibly tense and rocky start, but despite that, getting attached might not be as much of a farfetched concept as it seems.....
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i'm a firm believer in kaname being taller than oremeru and i think its really funny to make younger siblings like almost comically tall so he's 6'4 . hiiro's 5'10 (he grew a bit over 2 years!) and momoko is 5'4. small specimen
kaname is 19-20, hiiro is 18-19, and momoko is 20-21
kaname is the leader! it's definitely a new experience for a former solo idol like him whose only experience forming a unit didnt exactly go smoothly ^_^
their first live... doesnt go all too well . read my fic boy
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Idea: A Peppino clone with the DNA of a honey badger or skunk.
Eglantine - the clone in this post - has similar DNA to a skunk! It's striped polecat DNA, which is not skunk, but close enough, and they also have the defensive spray, hence Eg being a 'stinky gorl'
But I like the honey badger idea! Small and mighty, with near impenetrable and elastic skin! Too bad the WAR clones are easily thwarted by simply picking them up by the scruff, hehe
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In the source link you will find #27 gifs of Jessica Sula in Lucifer s2 ep 1 ‘Everything’s Coming Up Lucifer’. She is black (afro-trinidadian), chinese, and white (estonian and german). Please keep this in mind if you use her as an fc. Do not use in gif hunts or make icons. Remember to please like and reblog if you decide to use.
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