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BROKEN PIECES ;  independent and highly selective legacies based oc mia hirsch. written by king. multi-ship. multi-verse. mutually exclusive and private. heavy emphasis on plotting rather than winging it. highly triggering content and mature themes. must be 21+ to interact. established february 2023. affiliated with: @floripire​ , @founderscouncil​

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one. when mia found out about floribeth's sweet tooth, she thought it might be a great way to bridge the gap, so to speak. she wasn't great at making friends, having been isolated away from other people her age for so long -- it made things difficult. she was always second-guessing herself. even now, when flori was nothing more than friendly to her. the day the dining hall served blueberry pie, mia saw her chance. not a fan of them herself, she took it and proudly made her way over to flori to sit down in front of her. a quick greeting, wide smile, and she slid the pie plate over.

two. she could have sworn that somewhere in her intro to lycanthropy notes, there was something about not getting sick as often as humans. what they failed to mention was the post-full moon lethargy that sunk into her bones and left her with a brain fog and slight aches in her joints. some days, she can get through it. today wasn't one of them. when flo came by to bring her notes from a shared class, mia made sure to swap out some of her own notes to make it even. "so i don't feel guilty." she'd said, with a crooked smile.

three. it was chilly outside, snow flurries coming and leaving a dusting of white over the ground. it was the first time that mia had seen snow that threatened to build up higher. the cold wasn't bothersome, though. she'd even gone so far as to shed it and hold it in her lap while she and flori sat outside. glancing over at the vampire, she handed off her jacket. "i know you're probably not cold, but here." a light blush colored her cheeks, feeling stupid, even as floribeth took it.

four. there were a lot of times where mia felt as if she were some sort of outsider in the salvatore school. sure, other students were missing their families. other students had killed to become what they are. but the holidays seemed to bring it up the most. some students were allowed to go home and see their parents, their siblings, their aunts and uncles, cousins - but mia didn't have the option or the opportunity. the four of them had been spending most of the day together while others packed their things to get ready to head out for the week, and mia could feel her bad mood tainting everything around her. when it was just her and floribeth, she felt the words explode out of her chest - unable to hold them back anymore.

"my parents are dead. i know it's like - not unusual for here or whatever." she shifted uncomfortably as if there was a spotlight on her. "but i just didn't know they were dead. like, i thought they'd left me." she licked her lips and rubbed her face, hating herself for just blurting it out, but unable to stop the words from spilling out of her. "turns out, they were killed by some group of people who hate supernatural creatures. they wandered too close. i found out, uh, trying to look up my pack. my family pack, i mean."

she wiped at her face again, this time trying to fight off the tears that were starting to build in her eyes. "my uncle just.. left, i think i mentioned that once. and i thought it was like my parents. turns out - he was part of that group. my mom's brother, and all. and that's.. how they found them. he, uh. felt guilty. and just.." she shook her head and curled in on herself.

five. from across the room, mia could see faith sitting at a table, her head buried in a book. before she'd sat down, she'd looked over at mia and gave her a little wave with a soft smile. mia's heart felt like it was going to burst in her chest. she knew she'd stared a little longer than she'd meant to. such was always the case when it came to faith, if she were to be honest with herself. she would trace the lines of their features with her eyes, longing to do it with her fingertips. more often than not, she'd stare at her lips - wondering what it might feel like to feel them pressing against her skin.

her cheeks flushed a brilliant shade of pink, traveling down to her neck and up to her ears. groaning, she had plopped her head down onto her arms, making flori jump.

"sorry." she murmured. "it's nothing."

like usual. only this time floribeth wasn't having it. they always teased her about the way she looked at faith, both loren and flo both. but usually it was good-natured, taken in stride. when the two of them left the library, mia couldn't stand it anymore. much like usual, she could feel the words shifting and turning and bouncing back and forth in her mind until it was so large and unbearable that she had to say it.

"i think i'm into faith." the look on flori's face was unsurprised. almost a 'no shit, sherlock' expression, which made mia sink down lower into herself as they walked. "i just don't think she's into me, okay? i know i'm obvious or whatever. but if it's so obvious, why haven't they said something, you know? like - i gotta assume it's not gonna happen." her voice was even more dejected than the words sounded in her head.

around faith, floribeth, and loren - she's not afraid to be a little bit more herself. not afraid to show emotions or let herself get more distracted. she's open to teasing and being teased without withdrawing. basically, her 'mask' falls a bit, and she just allows herself to mess up, talks a bit louder, a bit faster. she also tends to smile a lot more regularly around them. it's a far cry from how she acts around others.

when she first arrived at the salvatore school, she was a bit more withdrawn and quiet. skiddish, almost. like, jumping at every sudden movement. that still rings true a bit when she's around other students later on, minus being so jumpy. when she doesn't know someone, mia retreats back into a 'survival' mode, which was her default for years before arriving at the school. sometimes its hard to trust people when all you've known is just how to survive.

in the beginning, she's not a fan, simply because she doesn't know what it feels like to actually belong somewhere - so she isolates away from them and thinks that they're exactly what people say of them: they're jocks, they're dumb, they're bullies. and she wants no part of it.

over the years, though, she starts to recognize the positives of getting involved and having a pack. they bond over the full moons. she teaches them how to be more scrappy in a fight. she finds other wolves who've gone through similar things. she listens to them, learns their stories, realizes that they have so much more in common than she ever thought.