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[wiseoldbartender]

Husk

Fuck off.

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FROM: SUBJECT: FLINS Husk. I'm not sure I know how... FLINS Lottery Number, Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth... ZEVRAN Were you, by chance, aware that your beloved... FLINS It is January 17th, 2025 CE FLINS January 10, 2026 CE FLINS January 3, 2026 CE FLINS December 27, 2025 CE FLINS December 20, 2025 CE ALASTOR Good day, old friend! FLINS December 13, 2025 CE FLINS December 06, 2025 CE SHROUD/HARU I was told you had a pest problem. FLINS November 29, 2025 CE ZEVRAN My dearest of furred friends! FLINS For the sake of convenience... FAMILY CHAT So we got a pig now. LAPIS I know you don't want a big fuss... EDWARD If you want to talk about it or... DIARMUID I heard what happened. CEREZA Knock knock, my little Sourpuss~ CAMILLA Say, Husk, you wouldn't happen to have any recommendations... LAPIS Father's Day SAMPO/LAPIS/JINWOO Husker Agapov. On the next night in... LAPIS Are you at your place right now? EUNIE how's this month's mission mildred

TO: SUBJECT: FLINS Y'know how you think shit can't possibly... ZEVRAN WEE WOO WEE WOO FLINS Okay Baby, I'm gonna need you to do me a solid... JUN Flins asked me to message you... JINWOO Jinwoo, get your ass here... SHROUD Whatever higher power is in control... FAM CHAT What does it mean when you dream DIARMUID So. Are we gonna talk about the thing. FAM CHAT Weird request. One of you needs to come... BLADE Got a sword from that sketchy shopkeeper. ELLIOT Hey, Elliot. Think shit's calmed down enough... DIARMUID Order came. At Jinwoo's place. LAPIS That FUCKING son of a BITCH HUA CHENG Shit's getting bad. LAPIS One of those flying boxes gave me a new phone EUNIE You might wanna stay away from your regular place for a while.

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Comments

[wiseoldbartender]

Good as you do look in a dress, Baby, I don't think the perm would do you any favours, no.

[ Husk certainly wasn't complaining about how close Flins was snuggling into him - the purr only getting louder as he does so. Much as the demon was loath to admit it, he found a great amount of comfort in the action. His smile softens, as he nuzzles gently against his partner's cheek. ]

Just goes to show they're absolute fucking douche nuggets. You guys had the right idea, at the end of it. A little dented pride is worth it for more knowledge and having people who'll actually give a shit about you.

I got faith in you that you can. I'm gonna enjoy watching it.

[ He leans in, pressing a careful little kiss on Flins' forehead. ]

You can count your blessings every damn day, Lantern Boy. [The comment make him hum softly, his wing curling around his partner a little more, like a comfy, feathery blanket. ] Depends on how indulgent I'm feeling. One of the good points of being retired is I don't got nowhere to go, so I can sleep in as long as I want. ...Might feel a little more indulgent about it if I got you with me. Get some sleep, Kyryll, I think you could use some.

[lanternae]

Mm. You're right. I am no Dorothy.

[He DOES pay attention!]

I remember debating this once with a high ranking Wood Fae. That the Snow Fae brought the Wild Hunt upon themselves for being so close to the humans, which were the god's primary targets. And they wonder why we preferred the human's company.

[He snorts, as if finding the whole thing ridiculous. As if the Wild Hunt wouldn't trample the forests, too.

Those feathers cast over him, and he can feel his body start to warm from the body heats of his partner. It only accelerated how sleepy he felt, his lantern left on the bed now dimming to a soft, lazy glow.]

Is that so... then I too will be indulgent. It will just be an hour or two. Casimir can...surely handle the lighthouse until then. I won't keep you...long...

[His eyes shut, snuggled into fur and feathers as his silent snores take over, one hand threaded through Husk's chest fur as he drifts into a light sleep.

[wiseoldbartender]

Hah, exactly, you ain't no Dorothy. You've been doing your homework.

[ He's so proud of you!!! ]

What? That's bullshit. That's some finger-pointing victim-blaming nutjob bullshit. If anyone brought that onto the world, it was those fuckers. They're the ones that're always meddling.

[ This is why the wood fae are the WORST. Forever.

Still, he's getting Flins sleepy and that takes precedence over everything else. His gaze catches the dimming lantern, his fingers brushing gently through the hair at the back of Flins' head. He just hum in response, watching as his partner drifts off to sleep, joining him in slumber soon after. He'll quite happily stay there as long as Flins lets him- this is nice. ]