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“Have you considered the possibility that Neil has chosen you, but believes you have not chosen him?” Renee says. "Have you ever explicitly told him what you want?”
“Neil knows what I want,” Andrew snaps. This is not Andrew’s fault.
“How do you know?”
Because Neil always knows. He is as fluent in Andrew’s micro-expressions as he is in German and French. He knows which head tilts mean “go on” and which ones mean “shut up.” Without ever asking, he learned what it meant to see Andrew wearing double layers of long sleeves, or taking multiple showers in a day, and learned to hand Andrew the car keys.
That has always been the most terrifying thing about Neil — his patience to wait, watch, listen, learn. The prospect that if Neil were given enough time, there would be no part of Andrew that was just Andrew’s anymore.
“He has to know,” Andrew says.
“Does he?” Renee says. “Have you ever known Neil to assume that he is wanted?”
Five times Neil tells someone that he and Andrew aren’t dating, and one time Andrew uses his words to set the record straight.
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Gus glanced to Hunter’s arms, littered in scars all over, varying in length and colors. Immediately enthralled, he stared at them in wonder.
“Uh, Gus?”
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Gus asks a bunch of questions about Hunter’s scars.(now with a fixed format!! bc i only recently learned how ao3 works)
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The inner thoughts of King is revealed, shortly after finding out his true nature and species
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- Part 4 of InkTOHber 2022
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24 Nov 2022
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Ever since her and the Owl Beast had come to their little… agreement, Eda no longer woke up in her beast or harpy forms. Well, that is, until this morning. Typically when she’s become the Owl Beast, her consciousness is overpowered by that of the owl. It’s thoughts become her thoughts, it’s feelings are her feelings. Sometimes she is able to reason with it until someone is able to feed her an elixir, but today it felt like she was screaming at a brick wall. No matter what she said, or what promises she offered up, the Owl Beast seemed dead set on its mission. So, with a heavy sigh and nothing else she could do, Eda decided that it was time she trusts the beast’s instincts, and let it have full control.
It was early, the Owl House still blanketed in the soft darkness of the night. Moonlight shone across the wooden floor, and the air was still. The Owl Beast stiffened and rose to its haunches, feeling— no, knowing— deep down that something was wrong.