𝗚𝗢𝗗⠀ᶤ͟ˢ͟⠀𝔞⠀𝔊𝔦𝔯𝔩 !

ㅤㅤㅤFINAL UPDATE:ㅤㅤㅤCAFE   IS   NOW   CLOSED;   THANK   YOU   FOR   YOUR   PATRONAGE !ㅤTHOUGH   THIS   BLOG   HASN’T   BEEN   AROUND   FOR   LONG,   IT   FEELS   LIKE   IT’S   BEEN   A   LIFETIME.   UNFORTUNATELY,   DUE   TO   SEVERAL   FACTORSㅤ[ INCLUDING   TUMBLR   DELETING   ONE   OF   MY   SIDE   BLOGS   &   MORE   IMPORTANTLY,   MY   RULES   NOT   BEING   FOLLOWED   FAR   TOO   MANY   TIMES   FOR   ME   TO   OVERLOOK ]ㅤ—   I’VE   DECIDED   IT’S   TIME   TO   MOVE   ON   &   START   ANEW,   AS   IT   FEELS   LIKE   THE   BEST   CHOICE   FOR   BOTH   MYSELF   &   THOSE   I   INTERACT   WITH,

ㅤㅤㅤALL   MUSES   ( FIFTY   OF   THEM;   I’VE   COUNTED )   WILL   BE   MOVED   TO   A   PRIVATE,   ALL-IN-ONE   MULTI;   SIDEBLOGS   WILL   ALL   BE   MADE   PRIVATE / PASSWORD   PROTECTED,   &   FOLLOWERS   OF   THOSE   BLOGS   WILL   BE   SOFTBLOCKED   ACCORDINGLY.   THANK   YOU   FOR   UNDERSTANDING,   &   FOR   BEING   PART   OF   THE   JOURNEY   HERE   ON   #THEFAERIESCAFE.   I’LL   BEGIN   FOLLOWING   MY   AFFILIATES   &   MAINS   ON   THE   NEW   BLOG   VERY   SOON;   I   WILL   ALSO   BE   MESSAGING   SOME   FOLK   THE   NEW   URL.ㅤFOR   ANYONE   I   LEAVE   BEHIND   FOR   NOW:   MAY   WE   FIND   EACH   OTHER   AGAIN   SOMEDAY,   PERHAPS   IN   A   NEW   SPACE   OR   TIME !

ㅤㅤㅤUPDATE 01/17/2025:ㅤㅤㅤHELLO   EVERYONE;   PLEASE   HEED   MY   NEW   RULE   [ SCREENSHOT   BELOW ]   —   DUE   TO   TUMBLR'S   INCOMPETENCY,   I'VE   BEEN   STRUGGLING   TO   KEEP   TRACK   OF   MY   MUTUALS,   ESPECIALLY   WHEN   ONLY   MY   SIDEBLOGS   ARE   BEING   FOLLOWED.   WHILE   I   INITIALLY   DIDN'T   MIND,   THIS   HAS   BECOME   TOO   CONFUSING   TO   MANAGE...

ㅤㅤㅤTO   RESOLVE   THIS,   I’VE   DECIDED   TO   ENFORCE   A   NEW   RULE:ㅤMY   HUB   BLOG   MUST   BE   FOLLOWED   IN   ORDER   TO   MAINTAIN   MUTUALS.ㅤI’VE   ALREADY   SOFT-BLOCKED   ACROSS   ALL   MY   BLOGS,   SO   IF   YOU   FIND   YOURSELF   NO   LONGER   A   MUTUAL,   IT’S   BECAUSE   MY   HUB   BLOG   WASN’T   BEING   FOLLOWED.ㅤYOU’RE   MORE   THAN   WELCOME   TO   RE-FOLLOW   IF   YOU’D   LIKE !ㅤALL   PINNED   POSTS   WILL   BE   UPDATED   TO   REFLECT   THIS   CHANGE.ㅤTHANK   YOU   FOR   YOUR   UNDERSTANDING!

ㅤㅤㅤ─ ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *ㅤᴛʜᴇㅤˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈㅤ𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹ㅤᵗᵒㅤᵗʰᵉㅤ𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 ,ㅤ* :☆ﾟ. ─

BUT   IN   HIS   EYES,   A   LONGING   GROWS,   FOR   HE,   TOO,   FEELS   THE   SHADOWS'   PROSE;   FOR   EVERY   WISH   THAT   COMES   TO   PASS,   A   PIECE   OF   HIM,   LIKE   STARDUST,   SAGS.   HE   GRANTS   THE   HOPES,   THE   DREAMS,   THE   PLEAS,   YET   FADES   AWAY   ON   WHISPERED   BREEZE,   FOR   THOSE   WHO   CALL   HIM   WILL   FORGET;   THE   STAR   THAT   HELPED   THEM   THROUGH   THEIR   DEBT.   STILL,   THROUGH   THE   VOID   HE   GENTLY   STRIDES,

ㅤㅤㅤHE   WALKS   AMONG   THE   GREAT   UNKNOWN,   A   TRAVELER   IN   REALMS   ALL   HIS   OWN:   A   WISH,   A   STAR,   A   DREAM,   A   SIGH—ㅤORION   ANSWERS,   THOUGH   TIME   WILL   FLY…

—

Martha Gellhorn, Selected Letters

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In the dead of night ; when sleep was naught but a distant thought. Octavia spent too many minutes tossing & turning in the cocoon of blankets, a fruitless effort for sleep to pay the fledgling a visit.

It never came.

The temptation to call upon her parents ; to feel their comfort, the warmth provided by flush feathers. A lullaby had always been an easy ticket in getting sleep to claim her ; but Octavia knew better. Complaints of being coddled prevented her, it was unbecoming.

Unable to withstand staring at the ceiling much longer, Octavia climbed out of her bed, little feet carrying her to the door. No true destination in thought ; anything was better than remaining cooped up in her bedroom with no purpose.

Silence met her in the hallway, signifying her guardians were either asleep themselves or elsewhere entirely in the palace. It was the perfect opportunity for a child to wander unsupervised ; making her way down the hallway in careful steps, an attempt to remain quiet as possible.

' What are you doing out here past your bedtime? '

Caught!

Frozen, almost afraid to turn around & meet her mother's all-knowing scorn bearing down upon her. The shadow encasing her own much larger & demanding of respect ; Octavia could never defy the unspoken request. ( was it a request if it were expected? ) Slowly, her head turned a full rotation to stare upon the woman who almost did not deserve the title of mother, eyes wide in childhood innocence ( underlining fear ; it was no secret. )

❝ I -- couldn't sleep. I was just..❞ Whatever lies the child could conjure died upon her tongue. Nothing she said would be good enough.

My muse’s ( Octavia's ) opinion of your muse: It's difficult for her to describe how Octavia truly feels about her mother. Deep down, she knows Stella cares for her, but the extent of it all is left out in the open. It feels as though she's walking on eggshells around her ; to be the perfect daughter, the perfection Stella could never achieve in her life. Octavia loves her mother, in her own way - but Stella's hardened exterior makes it hard to believe that she may return her feelings.

My ( Kairi's ) opinion of your muse: Oh my GOODNESS?? You're flawless at her. The perfect combination of terrifying & grace. The epitome of wrangling the storm & keeping her so composed?? Stella is PERFECT in every single way, the way you express her inner thoughts, to her mannerisms & sharp tongue. You have such a perfect balance that makes her so INTIMIDATING & lovable all the same time. I cannot get enough of her ; she's horrible & wonderful all at the same time.

My favorite part about our muse’s interactions: The way Stella knows she cannot be emotionally available to Octavia, but still attempts to eliminate her fears of being an obligation ; a mistake to her? Stella being so gentle but having inner thoughts of self doubt & lack of maternal instinct? There's SO much to them that I cannot fathom to put into words. They're so opposite but the same?

A wish/plot I want to write for our muses: I just want Stella to BE THERE for Octavia. To be the mother she deserves ( craves ) but knows she cannot have. To have her feelings be validated, to understand her mother on a deeper level than what we've seen. I just crave mother/daughter angst & eventual bonding.