Wandering Creatures

     “ — !! ” elli pretends to be fast asleep, but he’s no foil for zafir’s intuition. eyes blinking open, he seeks out z’s face in the pitch-black dark. “ bad dream, ” he mumbles. “ couldn’t sleep. ”

     before seiya returned from jail, elli used to climb into the empty space beside z and burrow under the covers. sometimes, pirate and apple peel would join them. now, the shitty-haired gramps hogs the bed, splayed out on his back and snoring like a moose. just when elli thinks he can’t hate him more, sei finds new reasons to hand him on a silver platter. 

     he sits up and rubs his eyes. “ you don’t have to come. i’ll leave. ”

Bad dreams.. they could leave one without any sleep during a night. It was crazy how a bad memory or scary figure could haunt one so easily for hours.. it was different than during a day. 

He climbed out of bed, making as little noise as possible so he didn’t have to wake Seiya. It did require untangling his legs from his. After checking his husband to make sure he had his eyes closed, he gestured for Elli to follow him. 

     “ it wasn’t. ” returning to the task at hand, seiya transferred the chicken cutlets to the baking dish. “ the life i imagined, that is. the life i imagined was one where i wouldn’t make it to twenty-five. i thought i’d die young, without a family to say goodbye to. ”

     there are many things seiya regrets: not knowing his mother or father, not having a normal childhood, not caring, at one point, whether he lived or died. but, despite not being able to change the past, he’s been able to change his future for the better. he has a family, a roof over his head, a place to sleep soundly at night. all things considered, seiya is lucky that the extent of his current worries is being disliked by his step-son.

     “ if it takes him five years to accept me, that’s fine. if he doesn’t ever accept me, that’s also fine. ” he glances over his shoulder at zafir. “ i want to be in his life, though. i won’t be deterred by a bit of misbehavior. ”

Life had turned in a way he had never expected to live himself either. Especially after Dena’s death things were bleak with no positive outcome. Seiya and Elli had pulled him back on a better path. 

Admittedly, the time Seiya had spent in prison weren’t the easiest, but he always knew he was getting him back. 

    “I hope he sees that one day,” he answered. This wasn’t easy for Elli either. Zafir believed the boy never expected to have people to call ‘family’ either. 

Anonymous asked:

❥ Estyn (father)

❥ - a childhood memory

She hadn’t met her father until recently. It wasn’t such a pleasant reunion either. Lucifer hadn’t seemed to care much, except for the curiosity as to how a nephilim had managed to remain alive for so long. 

Estyn had known who her father was for a long time. It was the one word people never held back when facing her: Devilchild. As a young child she had no idea what it meant. She hadn’t even met her parents, or remembered them for that matter. What was ‘devilchild’ supposed to mean then? 

As for creatures, the monsters lurking in the night, the holy beings that had hunted her down, they never held back either. Some were curious, others furious, then there were those who played guessing games, made her solve riddles to discover who she was. They enjoyed the game, Estyn despised it. 

It was these riddles however that had made her realize eventually who she was. 

When an angel appeared, breaking her wings, Estyn finally knew why any of God’s houses unnerved her, why shadow creatures visited her at night.. she knew now why all these ‘accidents’ happened in which people got hurt. 

@outwornbrood​ asked: 

touch for nis and edan

touch; a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand.

Another trip filled with disappointment. She wanted her father to be happy and live the life he wanted, but it did have to include giving up his daughter? In his wife’s eyes that seemed to be the case. Nisrine was often envious of step-children who were wholeheartedly accepted as a step-parent’s child. She wished that had been the case for her. It would make things a lot easier. It wouldn’t feel like holidays were such a dread. 

It wasn’t like she could make trips to Morocco to visit her mom several times a year. Just once a year was tight and barely manageable regarding money. 

She’d rather be at the dorms. It was crazy how that felt more like home than being with her own father. 

@misfxrtunatecrown​  asked:

❥Estyn

❥ - a childhood memory

A child of the wild she was. Once Estyn finally settled in the deep, dark woods where she could hide from anyone and anything, the child became protective over her newfound territory. She had built her own roof with twigs and leaves. At least it sheltered her from the rain. 

She hunted down her food, using her fire to heat it up. Mistakes often happened as she had yet to learn to control her fire properly. 

The difficult times were when she did hear someone nearby. She always believed humans didn’t come in this part of the forest, but who was to say it was a human at all. 

At night they visited. Demons they were. Lesser ones, bored ones... curious ones. 

From the shadows they formed as they came near, watching Lucifer’s child. They sensed the fire, so she must be one. Yet they had kept their mouths shut. 

@strawbelina​ asked: 

❥ for Ilya~

❥ - a childhood memory

It was at this precise point memories of the orphanage began to fade. The experiments on him were so much it became difficult to even remember anything at all. Half the time he had no idea whether it was day or night, let alone the time or what day it was. How long had he been here? 

A week later the constant fear he felt faded as well. How did he get here again? Right, he was brought here. 

elli feels stupid. no, he is stupid -- he's eighteen years old and way too grown to be having nightmares. that's what he tells himself, standing in z's doorway at 3am, where he and shit-seiya are sleeping. he closes the door quietly behind him, lays his pillow down on the floor next to zafir, and curls up there with a blanket over him. at least, if he has nightmares here, he knows that z will protect him.

He heard shuffling and light footsteps going about in the room. He opened his eyes, only to find a bundle curled up on the floor. Upon closer inspection.. Elli. He stared at him a few more seconds while thinking. He couldn’t sleep? Nightmares? Were they still troubling him as much? Of course they were.. One didn’t get rid of them quite so easily. 

Still.. leaving him on the floor like this didn’t sit right with Zafir. He was certain Seiya wouldn’t appreciate Elli in bed either, so what to do? 

     “ elli… ” that kid…he’s going to turn sei prematurely grey. except, his hair is already white, so can it really go gray…? or doesn’t it just go whiter ? he ponders the implications of age as he pours zafir a glass of water, because honestly, it’s easier than reliving the hell he’s had to endure under elli’s terror while z was gone. 

     “ he’s…his usual self, ” is what seiya settles for, sliding the cup across the table. it can’t be helped. “ he requested chicken parmesan tonight, so that’s what i’m making. i’m like one of the housewives from daytime cooking shows without the hair and the jewelry. ”

His usual self.. Zafir knew all too well Elli wasn’t fond of Seiya. He had tried to talk to him about it before, but to no avail. 

As much as he felt for Elli, he also believed the boy had to learn that there are going to be more people in his life.. those who don’t have harmful intentions. 

     seiya pokes his head out from the kitchen, donning a pale yellow apron and a white bandanna ( it’s to keep the hair out of his face, okay ). tonight’s meal is chicken parmesan, at the demand request of elli, and so he’s been slaving away at breading the chicken cutlets for frying.

          it’s a labor of love, he tells himself, knowing fully well that elli will inevitably end up insulting his cooking and calling him shit-step-dad like he always does. he’ll still finish it, though.

     “ you wanna talk about it ? ” he says, wiping his hands on the apron. normally, sei would fire up a quip about how old they’re getting and temper his husband’s annoyance with a kiss, but there’s nothing normal about the exhaustion in zafir’s voice. “ come sit with me. i’ll pour you some water. ”

     “What is there to talk about?” he asked tiredly as he stood up to approach Seiya. He gave him a kiss on the cheek before sitting down on the chair at the table. 

Coming home always felt like just that, being where he should be with his family. Seiya certainly made it a point to have it seem as normal as possible. 

     “It was as chaotic as usual.” The usual threats, challenges and decisions that would determine the gang’s future. He’d tell Seiya later about it the technicalities. Currently, he merely wanted to unwind. 

     “ no way, i ain’t one of those cutesy k-pop guys, ” says yuki, and he looks damn happy about it. “ ‘sides, i hate that shitty music. i only listen to rap and punk rock. ”

♡ a yuki for @muireach !

     “ are you trying to join a girl group ? ” yuki calls out around the potato chips in his mouth, the picture of etiquette and poise, “ i’ve seen people in a wheelchair dance better than you. ”

lifted tired head reluctantly from the matress, caught a glimpse of where her finger was pointing. groaned but heaved heavy body off the bed to reach for the bottle. “who the hell isn’t lying down right now?”, yet he brought it to her. although the shower was now free, he couldn’t get himself to peel himself out of his clothes. 

“probably the rest of our apples and fruits in the common room’s fridge. we didn’t buy new things yet.”

“ then i only have one more problem that needs to be adressed. “, she looked down at estyn with a grave expression.

“i’m stuck. “

“ …. what if i like it up here ?? “

there’s several leaves in her hair , one of her boots fell off to reveal her sharp talons & her wings are out. the person passing by has just noticed her & ophelia just stares back at them. “ what ? never seen a harpy stuck in a tree ? piss oFF ! “