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Jay (Bio on main muses page) 

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Oskar - meaning seeking, runaway, troll kid. 

Ellory  - Late night radio DJ reading agricultural reports and playing EDM. Also a vampire. 

the tldr: You don’t get to be mad when people have to take breaks from people or situations in order to not want to kill themselves. Sometimes the only steps people can take is to remove themself from a situation. 

You also don’t get to be mad about people not letting you write what you want, and do the whole ‘no ones allowed to tell me what’s okay and what isn’t, just unfollow’ thing, and then be surprised when people don’t feel comfortable bringing issues up with you, so unfollow without comment. Or make it clear that nothing said to you is private, and then be surprised when people don’t feel comfortable sharing private things with you. 

Oskar isn’t fae. There’s a chance that trolls, in all their regional varieties, are evolved from some being that left the fae realm tends of thousands of years ago thought. But whether that counts is debatable. Some are fine with being lumped in as ‘fae’ others aren’t. 

On the same line, if I ever add either Josephine or René as muses. They’re unicorns. And they are definitely derived from faerie beings. But they’re way more blood thirsty ancestors aren’t as easy or fun to deal with as those which evolved in the human realm without the competition and violent edge being required. Which is why the very rare earth ones are super prized and wanted as novelties, decorations, food etc. among court fae. 

“Fair.” It still made her giggle though and she wondered what Dahlia would say if she knew that her brother wasn’t as soft and squishy as he looked. Of course, odds were she already knew but still. “Maybe you should. Tash is fun when he’s not dating psychopaths.” Gen wasn’t sure how much about Tasha Didi knew, but she figured most people in the family knew that they had dated Kai. After all, Kai still liked to cause shit when he could because of it. “I will have to raincheck on dinner. I have evening plans with the fae today. But I would definitely like to hear more about this aunt if you’re lumping her in with the word chaos.”

“Wilting soft boy sounds like something she would call you. I might have agreed if I didn’t know you were hanging out with Tasha,” she teased, a devious grin spreading over her lips. She wasn’t going to do anything with what she knew, but it was fun to tease him a little. “But I still think her revenges would so not be worth it.” She had been on the wrong side of Dahlia once and it was not something she was eager to repeat. “Uhhh…chocolate and grapes? Which is like…the weirdest combo but it is what it is, I guess.”

“Throwing her under the proverbial bus sounds like a terrible idea. Isn’t she like…super fucking spiteful and petty about shit like that?” It would be like trying to throw Finn under the bus, she thought. It wouldn’t end well for anyone involved. “That sounds awful,” she whined, making a face at the mere thought. “I was thinking more along the lines of jerky because I know your one dad makes good jerky. I was hoping you could snag me some to buy my silence.”

“So either way your dads would end up finding out.” It didn’t seem like much of a win to her, but she had never really felt the need to hide much of anything. Unless she didn’t want Chance to murder someone. “I don’t want or need money. But, I would take bribes in the form of food.”

“I was just pointing out that there are worse people I could tell than your dad. Either one of them.” She paused, considering for a moment. “What’s off limits?”

“You’re not making a good case for me to keep my mouth shut and we both know Dahlia is not above using this information to blackmail you.”

“Your dad? I think you should be more worried about me telling your sister.”

“I think it ended in like 2010 or somewhere around there. I only know it because it was on Hulu, honestly.” But she had loved it a lot more than she had expected. “Maybe if the day goes well enough, you can come over sometime and we can make popcorn and order junk food and I can introduce you to the awesomeness that is that show.” She paused, looking him over again before shaking her head. “I don’t think that’s it. If you were a very feminine looking but angry girl with eyes like that? I’d be all over you because, seriously, the eyes are great.” The answer drew a laugh from her eyes, amused at the comeback. “Okay, okay, fair. You got a lot of emotional baggage?”

The gesture immediately put a slight spring in Gen’s step, always happy to move and do things. “Shopping first or food first?” She was fine either way, but she knew some people had a preference. Finn, for example, hated to shop after eating. Said nothing fit right. It never failed to result in him getting teased mercilessly. “Cucumber slices for nipple pasties. It was…out there. Especially since it was a dude and that’s not really necessary?”

He nodded, doing a quick bit of maths, “I was eight for most of that year, so yeah, not ringing any bells. But my parents were also pretty strict with the TV tokens and things like that. Earn yourself more screen time by doing chores.” The majority of people Adiel ended up working as a guardian for were younger, so he’d spent centuries hearing the same sort of child and parent issues just repackaged for newer generations and technologies. “Feminine looking angry girls is an interesting type. Do you mean more high fem like legally blonde but ready to murder feminine?” He scoffed, falling into step next to her, “Ehhh... more than a carry on, less than a shipping crate. So I’d say that’s the normal amount?”