*/ come home to my heart

“Magic, huh? I didn’t know that magic could come out of such a small thing like that.” Gabriela replied with a small grin, posing for the camera. “Nice to meet you, Juniper, I’m Gabriela and I just moved here, so this is my first time actually although I’ll admit, it is quite lovely.”

“Magic can exist just about anywhere if you believe hard enough,” Juniper said with a grin, snapping a couple shots. She examined how they looked before glancing back over to Gabriela, “So nice to meet you, Gabriela! Where are you moving from? It’s really wonderful here, you’ll absolutely love it. What do you think of these photos?” She showed the other the screen on her camera.

“Oh! Hi, ‘Delia…” Callie’s expression softened at the sight of her sister and she climbed down from the tree, dusting herself off and getting some leaves off of her hair and wings. “Sorry, I didn’t sleep well last night, I need to catch up…” The oldest sister shrugged her shoulders lightly. “Coffee? Sounds like a plan…” She murmured as she ruffled her wings, getting rid of dead feathers. 

Cordelia examined Calliope’s tree, doing her best to hide her contempt. “Have you considered your sleeping arrangement as an issue concerning your sleep?” She didn’t fully understand her sister’s desire to sleep in a tree. She, personally, was more than happy with the bed in her small apartment; though, she was fully aware of how vastly different her older sister’s preferences were. “Oh, perfect. It’s been some time since we’ve properly caught up.” 

     he nods his head at her instructions, smiling as she thanks him. “oh, you’re not bothering me at all,” xavier waves his hand, dismissing the idea. his focus goes back to his drawing, continuing some shading. “it’s an assignment for one of my classes. we have to do a landscape but in black and white,” he shrugs his shoulders as he answers her. “is this just a hobby of yours? or is it for a class or something?” xavier asks, looking up from his art for a moment. 

“Perfect, thanks!” Juniper glanced at his drawing in admiration, “It’s some really nice work, wow. How long have you been at it for?” She took a couple test shots to ensure everything looked right before taking proper shots of the man in front of her. “Mostly a hobby but it brings a lot of joy, and sometimes that’s what life’s all about, you know?” 

“ there’s a first time for everything.” he had the standard family photos, ones with his siblings and his parents, wrapped up in laughter on vacations and holiday highs. “ that’s…that’s a refreshing way to look at it. I can’t say a lot of people would just say that to someone random.” wondering if he should pose, or move a certain way he gave her a questioning look. “ do I just sit here? or should I pose? get up?”

“That’s the spirit! Trying things for the first time is always a good thing to do. And exactly! Why be so negative to yourself when you wouldn’t say any of that to your loved ones?” She held the camera up to face him, making sure the shot was framed right. “You can act however you feel most comfortable. If that means doing all of the above, then go for it!”

“Hey! What are you doing under my tree?” Calliope asked as she heard rustling on the grass right under her favorite spot. She loved to lay across high branches and watch the whole island and Auradon from that tree, often throwing little berries at people and laughing to herself as they seemed confused. “"That’s my tree…” Her head popped upside down right besides the person, dark wings coming along as they dragged over the ground.

“Yes, I’m well aware this is your tree.” Cordelia greeted her older sister with a smile, closing her book with a bookmark. “I've been here for two hours now because I thought you would be here and that we could go for coffee. If I had known you were already out, I would have stopped by later or at least brought my phone with me to give you a call.” She stood up, dusting off any dirt stuck to her clothing. “What were you up to?”

       to  be  quite  fair  ,  killian  hadn’t  taken  jr  (  his  dog  )  out  on  many  walks  while  he  had  been  in  auradon  -  mainly  because  rottweilers  were  seen  as  an  ‘  aggressive  ’  breed  .  now  ,  jr  wasn’t  aggressive  per  se  ,  but  he  definitely  was  the  dog  of  killian  james  -  so  as  soon  as  someone  got  close  jr  was  quick  to  start  growling  ,  just  a  step  behind  barking  .  “  can  we  help  you  ?  ”  he  asked  ,  but  he  makes  no  attempt  in  calming  his  dog  down  .

Cordelia approached the man and his dog, giving Jolly Rancher a quick scratch behind his ear. “Yes, you may.” She glanced up towards Killian, crossing her arms over her chest. “Have you seen my notebook? Not the old, black one; that’s on my desk currently. The brown one with a leather binding which I haven’t been able to locate for days.” The brunette wasn’t one to typically lose items, but she knew the list of places to look wasn’t expansive. 

andy looked up from his notebook, pen stilling as he tried to figure out if she was talking to him. looking around, he didn’t spot anyone else, shoulders shrugging as if to say ‘I guess’. “ I can’t say anyones ever asked for my photo before, but I guess? I don’t think they’ll turn out well.” he wasn’t casting doubt, he was just stating the facts, not sure if he was ‘model material’ for this. 

“Yay, thanks! It’s a shame no one’s asked you before, you have a perfectly photographable face. It gives me no reason to think that the photo will get messed up.” She sent him a kind smile as she took out her camera, “Everyone’s way too mean to themselves about their appearance. There’s no right or wrong way to exist, you know? I feel like it’s always nicer to look on the brighter side and think about something you like about yourself instead.” 

sloane was much more hungover than she’d care to admit, especially with her family tree. but there was something about rum that got her every time. the open field in the park had been much too tempting, which left tousled hair, shades and last night’s clothes in full view for all the children and their horrified parents. “it’s a free world,” she murmurs, her head barely lifting off the ground as she recognizes the voice. “just keep ‘em out of your spank back, alright?”

Juniper couldn’t help but let out a laugh when the other spoke, “Okay, thanks. And I promise these won’t go anywhere near my collection. It’s practically overflowing already.” She observed the girl before reaching into her bag to grab a bottle of water, holding it out to her. “Would you like some water?” 

Gabriela had been spending most of the day at the park, just admiring the view, after she had spent almost all summer back home in Atlantica with her grandfather and all six of her aunts. She hadn’t noticed anyone coming up to her until the other had spoken and she grinned at the other female in front of her and nodded at her question. “As long as you get my good side.”

“Awesome! There’s totally no need to worry, this sort of light makes every side a great side. It’s the purest sort of magic.” Juniper got her camera ready to snap photos of the woman, shifting around slightly to find the best lighting. “I’m Juniper, by the way. It’s nice to meet you. Do you visit here often?”

it wasn’t often that ace spent time wandering around outside. it wasn’t that he didn’t like it , but being here was still weird for him. he’s headed back home , which was weird to say , when he hears a voice. eyebrows furrow and arms cross over his chest. “ uh ––– yeah , i guess , but can you make it quick ? ” his tone is shart , but he doesn’t move from his spot. “ i’m not like posing or something. ”

“Yeah, sure! Thanks for agreeing in the first place.” Juniper was always quick to ask strangers if she could take photos of them, but the responses were always fairly mixed. She was excited when anyone said yes. “I promise you don’t have to do any sort of pose! You can act however you want and the photo will still turn out so wonderful. So, what brought you to the park?” 

          curls falling into his face, xavier is hunched over his sketchbook once again. his fingers are stained with the charcoal he had been using, but at this point, he doesn’t even realize it. so focused on his project, he doesn’t even hear juniper walk up. at the sound of her voice, though, his head looks up to see her. “wait, what?” he asks, still processing what she says. “um. sure? i don’t really know what to do though.”

Juniper set her bag down by her feet, sending her friend a wave. “Yay, perfect! Thanks for letting me bother you while you’re focused. You don’t have to do anything special, just act natural and pretend I’m not even here, okay?” She quickly began setting up her equipment, glancing over at her friend with excitement, “What are you working on?” 

hands lifts as if in surrender, palms up, and eyes wide as she feigns innocence. “ i wanna be good, life’s just not letting me.”

Cordelia rose a brow at the other girl, examining their surroundings with a stifled smile. “I’ve heard that there comes a point in time where it’s more about the person and less about the circumstances.”

camila mendes. 23. cisfemale. she/her. one sib. ––– hey , there’s JUNIPER LOCKWOOD from AURADON walking past the castle. they’re the OLDEST child of ZARINA , isn’t that cool ? talk says they can be pretty - QUICK-TEMPERED , but don’t let that worry you – they can be + CURIOUS too. say , don’t you think they remind you of AN UNEXPLORED CITY, ROASTING MARSHMALLOWS AROUND A BONFIRE, AND A FULL ROLL OF FILM , or is that just me ?