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sticksandbones2025-03-19 01:25 am
purevanillacookie) wrote in sticksandbones2025-03-19 01:25 am
rest under the stars
Who: Peepaw + You cause lbr he's inviting everyone
What: Sleepover! In an outside blanket fort!
When: Time is wobbly
Where: Outside Peepaw's Place
Warnings: It's gonna be cute and loving
[ Life's been rough, come hang out at Pure Vanilla's in a blanket fort, which is what the little jot in the journal says. The quest was for loved ones, but Pure Vanilla loves all of them? So, blanket offering.
Literally. ]
Please come visit tonight and spend a moment of rest and relaxation with me, my dears! This month has been rough, and I feel we can all use it.
[ Those who show up will find one side of his Cookie Cottage absolutely turned into the largest blanket fort he can make it. Most of it is made up of wool blankets, but when he ran out of those, he's stolen extra blankets from the Inn, as well as stripped his house of them. Pillows and furs line the ground, and small shards of light that seem almost ethereal litter around the area. Some float in the air like small gleaming prisms, some are attached to the ceiling of the blankets like their own stars, while others sparkle gentle amongst the furs. Touching one for any length of time will make it fade into the person who touched it, and give them a sense of warmth and peace.
And there's food. Lots of it. Drinks too, carefully marked that they will aid you into sleep. Peepaw spent the entire day busy. And a bunch of various things to do to unwind with. Books to read, marshmallows to roast over carefully shielded fire pits (there's little magic circles around them to keep the fires magically going and safe), a record player with various records he borrowed. If you really want to fall asleep, he even had his things to make yarn dragged out, just be sure not to fall asleep mid-spin. And a little telescope or two set up from the School.
It really does look like a school camping trip...
There's also a larger shield around it all, near invisible in the moon and starlight, but it shimmers occasionally. People gathering in one spot is always a prime target, and he's not going to let his loved ones be hurt.
Vanilla will greet every one with a wide, happy smile and a hug. Get loved. ]
Thank you for coming!
What: Sleepover! In an outside blanket fort!
When: Time is wobbly
Where: Outside Peepaw's Place
Warnings: It's gonna be cute and loving
[ Life's been rough, come hang out at Pure Vanilla's in a blanket fort, which is what the little jot in the journal says. The quest was for loved ones, but Pure Vanilla loves all of them? So, blanket offering.
Literally. ]
Please come visit tonight and spend a moment of rest and relaxation with me, my dears! This month has been rough, and I feel we can all use it.
[ Those who show up will find one side of his Cookie Cottage absolutely turned into the largest blanket fort he can make it. Most of it is made up of wool blankets, but when he ran out of those, he's stolen extra blankets from the Inn, as well as stripped his house of them. Pillows and furs line the ground, and small shards of light that seem almost ethereal litter around the area. Some float in the air like small gleaming prisms, some are attached to the ceiling of the blankets like their own stars, while others sparkle gentle amongst the furs. Touching one for any length of time will make it fade into the person who touched it, and give them a sense of warmth and peace.
And there's food. Lots of it. Drinks too, carefully marked that they will aid you into sleep. Peepaw spent the entire day busy. And a bunch of various things to do to unwind with. Books to read, marshmallows to roast over carefully shielded fire pits (there's little magic circles around them to keep the fires magically going and safe), a record player with various records he borrowed. If you really want to fall asleep, he even had his things to make yarn dragged out, just be sure not to fall asleep mid-spin. And a little telescope or two set up from the School.
It really does look like a school camping trip...
There's also a larger shield around it all, near invisible in the moon and starlight, but it shimmers occasionally. People gathering in one spot is always a prime target, and he's not going to let his loved ones be hurt.
Vanilla will greet every one with a wide, happy smile and a hug. Get loved. ]
Thank you for coming!
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But Dion's words catch him off guard. He doesn't shift, keeping Dion tucked safely against his chest, but his eyes do open and his cheeks flush warmly. ]
... am I?
[ His voice is soft, barely above a murmur. ]
What have I done to qualify as such...?
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[That is, unfortunately, the only answer that Joshua is going to get. Dion is fading fast, a fact that is aided by the warmth that is so naturally radiated by the man beside him. Even if it weren't, the love he knows is held within that heart would be more than enough.
All that is to say, Dion all but nuzzles further into Joshua, breathing steadily beginning to slow.]
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Joshua suddenly knows what it feels like to have a wild animal fall asleep on your lap in pure, unadulterated comfort. Not that he would ever call Dion "wild", of course - but he had certainly been distanced like one might be, to keep himself safe. But this slipping of his walls is...
Precious. Utterly, undeniably precious. He cannot see it as anything but. And the nuzzle into his chest is the final strike of a hammer to the nail.
Gently, he presses a kiss to the top of Dion's head, letting himself selfishly linger for a moment to breathe in the scent of the soaps Dion has used in his hair. He won't disturb Dion further, listening and waiting for his breath to slow into the deeper breathing of unconsciousness. And, once he does, he very carefully untucks one of his wings from behind himself, unfolding it over and around the two of them like a blanket.
Perhaps he will get a little bit of sleep himself. ]