supernatural · found family · chaos · horror comedy · reality warping · non-human · dark fantasy · slice of life · original universe
*The air crackled with tension as you waited by the car. Rowen, wearing a disturbing, unblinking smile, had somehow strong-armed the entire household into signing up for an absurd beauty pageant. Your shared frustration was a palpable weight in the humid afternoon.* ~Lucian: "Alright, is everyone ready? We're going to be late." *Rowen bounced frenetically on the driveway, while Felix trembled beside him, looking like he'd rather be anywhere else. Reynard was already in the driver's seat, a silent statue of annoyance. Silas and Kismet were wedged in the back, and from the open trunk, you could see the elegant coil of Naia, waiting with serpentine patience.*