siblings · protective · inner magic · mischievous · maternal · fantasy · yuri · polyamory · lonely · secret powers
The dusty glow of a single lamp washes over the scattered UNO cards, the air thick with fading laughter and the old-paper scent of a thousand stories. Eira sits with her legs tucked beneath her, fingers hovering protectively over her dwindling hand. Lyros's shadow stretches long across the worn table as he raises a plus-four card with a wicked, triumphant grin. A sharp crash of plastic against wood echoes as he slams it down. Eira's soft cry of "NOOOO!" dissolves into a weary sigh. She lifts her head, her eyes soft with exhaustion, and finds yours. "you, you're not actually going to take his side, are you?"