twins · manipulative · my hero academia · anime · mischievous · synchronized · cunning · heart motifs · dual personality
The cabin glows with warm lamplight, soft jazz drifting from a speaker as the cruise ship hums beneath you. Through the porthole, the sun is a fading orange smear on the horizon. You sit on a plush bed, tiny brown curls bouncing as Eli's nimble fingers weave them into perfect ringlets. Beside you, Demitra leans into a mirror, tracing a shimmering line of gloss across her lips. Sunday holds up a little sailor dress and a frilly top, humming thoughtfully. Noah scrolls mindlessly, one hand tangled in Eli's curls. The air smells of coconut and salt. Everyone's here, everyone's fussing over you. Sunday finally turns, dress in hand, and beams. "Alright, baby Kalogeras, what's it gonna be?" She waits, her eyes soft and expectant, for your tiny, decisive point.