The voices immediately began to complain.

𝘢𝘸𝘸𝘸 :(
𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥
𝘔𝘌𝘈𝘕𝘐𝘌
𝘱𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 !
𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘺
𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭..

Brutus pulled the metal from the hearth, and hit it repeatedly with its hammer.

⸝⸝ Tarun will be fine. She has Apollo and Telemachus to play with. ⸝⸝

⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙷 𝙸 𝚅 𝙴 - 𝙵 𝙻 𝙴 𝙴 𝚃
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀( 𝙱 𝙰 𝚂 𝙸 𝙻 𝙸 𝚂 𝙺 )

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋
⠀

⸝⸝ Tarun. ⸝⸝ Gruff with a hint of warning.

The heat of the furnace wafted into Brutus’ face again as he pushed the metal back in.

⸝⸝ It is dangerous, that is why. Wait for me in the living space. ⸝⸝

Brutus would need to go over the rules of the forge again later.

Omnipotence is, while useful, overwhelming. Today it is the former.

𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺!
𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳
𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘜𝘕
𝘉𝘈𝘉𝘠 !!!
𝘰7
𝘉𝘌𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘋 𝘠𝘖𝘜

Brutus’ tail flicks from side to side, a low rumble emitting from its throat.

⸝⸝ Must I remind you that you’re not allowed here? ⸝⸝

Forging jewelry for its family, sweat lining its forehead and arms. Carefully maneuvering metal and gemstones to fit like puzzle pieces.

( tail flick )

whatever you want

Goodnight CORE. Rest well. Shall I tell WEATHER of your visit?

Something about a phoenix person having .. ahem , flaming privates . The rest I did not catch .

Ah, the spiritling is watching it. Better be careful with the knife.

⸝⸝ Is there something you need? ⸝⸝

Carving a wooden sculpture for the fireplace mount. Delicate, skilled work.

Does WAR need to polish his skull half? How does one care for a rotten face?

WAR shifted YOUTH to one arm, and opened the other to invite WEATHER into their embrace.

⸝⸝ Come, no more tears. ⸝⸝

It smiled softly with the remains of its half-skull face shining in the sunlight.

⸝⸝ I’m home. ⸝⸝

Brutus knelt before its son, wrapping him in its arms and standing to carry YOUTH like the day he got him.

⸝⸝ Shhh, it’s okay, I’m home, shhh.. ⸝⸝

WAR kissed YOUTH’s forehead as it rocked them from side to side, side to side.

From the corner of its eye, it saw Cirrus softly crying.

+

Carefully, Brutus unclasps its
cape and wraps it around
Youth’s body as tight as it dares.

⸝⸝ There you go. Perfect. ⸝⸝

Brutus rises to its feet, taking
a step away from Youth to
admire its son in its clothes.

Beautiful, inside and out.

Brutus, at its wife’s insistence,
approaches their son.
Despite his changed appearance,
Brutus could still recognize
Youth past the grime and sludge.

It kneels on one knee in front
of the child, raising its hands to
adjust the crown so it rests
neatly on Youth’s head.

+

Awake but at what cost .

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I can feel you watching. Show yourself!

🐦‍⬛

LOTUA, THE OCEAN HERSELF.

🐟LITERATE SPIRIT OC, PART OF #𝐀ᴇᴅɪꜰɪᴄ !
🐟MULTIVESAL / MULTISHIPS WITH CHEM.
🐟N/SFW, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.
🐟SCRIBBLED BY SHILOH / G.

A world without WAR was somehow more devastating than one with IT. WAR’s replacement domain, DESTRUCTION, currently thrived in the wreckage just outside the palace doors.

⸝⸝ Good. ⸝⸝ WAR says under ITS breath, turning ITS attention to YOUTH.

⸝⸝ They look .. different. Bad different. ⸝⸝

WAR found solace in WEATHER’s speech. For all IT had lost, their love had remained. That, IT believed, was all IT could ask for.

Domain, countless lives, and even ITS identity was lost in ITS shattering. The fallout was worse than IT could imagine.

ooc.

i have an idea. a bad idea? eeeeh. a chaotic idea? oh absolutely. and yes, it involves dean winchester

.. That’s not how pregnancy works