So anyone else using dynasties as legacies?

Tis that time of year

Forgot to tag @herecirm.bsky.social for these great poses

That's the whole update! Did you cry? I did. Not me listening to that last song on repeat. Feed should be up to date but I might be having issues.

Eventually Celene's body would wake and she'd see Evan lying in that awful bed. He squeezed her begging for her to forget for now. Yes, this moment would carry the hope til the end of love 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 #SongbirdNotSoBerry

It was like she was falling in love all over again 𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘞𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘉𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘞𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘛𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦? #SongbirdNotSoBerry

As he held her, he wanted to never let her go. If this moment was all that he could give her, he'd give her every part of his soul. She'd feel his love tonight. "I love you," she whispered. 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 #SongbirdNotSoBerry

She let out a giggle as he took in her dress and figure 𝘖𝘩, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺𝘭𝘰𝘯 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 #SongbirdNotSoBerry

Here he felt so warm despite the real world 𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘯 𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤 '𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘓𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 #SongbirdNotSoBerry

"Is this real?" she asked him. Evan nodded. He seemed unable to speak but he was here, really here, sharing a dream with her. Proving to her he wasn't completely gone from this world. That he felt her touch and heard her voice. Gathering his strenght as an act of love for her. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

Suddenly, she was in a dream. Across from her in the outfit she had chosen for him was Evan. The place felt like Moonwood Mill but different. It was not uncommon for fated mates to dream share. A perk that was nice in the busyness of life. Yet, in his weakened state, could he?" #SongbirdNotSoBerry

"I don't know what I'd do without you," she laid on him and sobbed, "I need you. I need you here with me." The tears flowed until there were none left. She drifted off to sleep. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

Then sadness welled up. She kissed her husband wishing more than anything that her kiss could wake him up like in a fairytale. She wasn't surprised when he didn't stir. She pleaded, "You have to come back to me. Do you understand?" #SongbirdNotSoBerry poses by @herecirm.bsky.social

"I wanted you to see the dress I would've worn tonight," Celene spoke to Evan even if he might not be able to hear her. She wanted to believe she could hear her. Maybe it bring him back, "it would've driven you crazy in just the right way." She giggled to herself imagining it. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

Except not everyone was in attendance. Though not related to Aspen, Evan and Celene had been invited. That was before the incident. Aspen offered to postpone but Celene insisted everyone go have fun anyway. That didn't stop her from dawning the dress she would've worn. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

Fun was Autumn and Adrien's love language. Adventure after adventure was how they'd sum up their life. It never stopped and they never wanted it to. They found the perfect partner to fly to the sky with. Loud and proud. #SongbirdNotSoBerry poses by @simmerianne93.bsky.social

Chili and Mollie never seemed to mind that they looked like the odds ones out. They liked their style. More importantly, Chili was utterly charmed by her when she dressed so confidantly. Life is too short not to be authentic. #SongbirdNotSoBerry poses by @simmerianne93.bsky.social

As always, Cinnamon and Eric were the most dressed up. Eric never said no to an opportunity to dress up with his darling wife and sweep her off her feet. She was, after all, his queen. She deserved to feel like royalty and she always did. #SongbirdNotSoBerry poses by @simmerianne93.bsky.social

Cayenne and Ellis hadn't had time to themselves like this since Lilia was born. Cay must've been feeling the moment as she took lead and was totally funny about her "sexy" moves. She was always sexy to Ellis. He adored his fated mate. #SongbirdNotSoBerry poses by @simmerianne93.bsky.social

"Let the party begin!" Aspen cheered holding up the heart ballon. Couples took hands and began to dance. Reminder in the first image: left to right, Cinnamon and Eric, Cayenne and Ellis, Mollie and Chili, Autumn and Adrien. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

Aspen here, you're formally inviting to my belated valentine's party. At my age, I love love but my true love is long gone. So I host all my grandchildren and their spouses for an evening and pay for babysitters. Even I can't forsee how romantic this evening will get. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

She wiped away her tears as she watched him walk away and held back the uncontrollable sobs that screamed to be let out of her chest. 𝘏𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺, she reminded herself 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, he wanted to believe #SongbirdNotSoBerry

"Private Bryant, reporting for goodbye," Ramses tried to joke. Celene starred at her son for a moment. He didn't look like a boy anymore. He looked like a man. Off on his own without her needing to care for him anymore. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭, she thought saluting him in return. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

"I love you, Mom," Ramses said as he hugged her. "I love you too," tears fell openly, "are you sure this is what you want?" "It is. It'll be good for me. I will make your proud and come home a better man. I promise," Ramses assured her. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

Elsewhere, Ram was starting his own next adventure. First, he had to say goodbye. "I'll make you proud, Dad. Even if..." he couldn't say it outloud. He he felt his chest. Still breathing. He'd be alive when he came back, surely. He whimpered, "I love you." #SongbirdNotSoBerry

"Oh, I wasn't thinking." Fae paused, "I shouldn't have brought him up." "It's fine, Fae. I'm fine," Rory assured, "new beginnings, right?" "Sure but-" "I have to get to class," Rory interrupted, "This is going to be great!" Fae watched her go, wondering if it really was fine. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

"Oh my watcher, I just remembered everyone calling you Professor. It will be real!" Fae laughed. "Actually, Ramses started that, remember?" "Oh, right," Fae giggled, "I totally forgot that's where it started." Then she noticed her cousin's plastered on smile. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

"Look at us, Killing it. Moved into Britechester in our own apartment," Fae sat on the couch after they brought in boxes, "Thanks to G-maw though. Otherwise we'd never be able to afford this." "Coming up, one teacher and one archaelogy professor," Rory joked, "I'm excited." #SongbirdNotSoBerry

Bedtime called so I must pause til tomorrow

She was certain now more than ever that starting over was the right choice. She needed to be somewhere where nothing was connected to him. Where everything was new and her sunconscious couldn't easily conjure him up. It was for the best. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

"It was a really good dream," Rory talked to herself, "too good." He was a brooding metalhead type. That version of Ramses wasn't real. She silently cursed her brain for coming up with something so splendid. Even if she'd always treasure it in her heart. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

Ramses felt good at first. Then he shot up. If this was the same kind of dream he had when he first became a werewolf, did he really kiss her? That night at prom he knew she was his fated mate but he wasn't a wolf anymore. It was probably just a dream after all. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

They woke up #SongbirdNotSoBerry

The fog grew too much and bright light filled the space #SongbirdNotSoBerry

For one fleeting moment their lips met #SongbirdNotSoBerry

Time seemed to stand still. The lights faded and the fog increased. Was the dream ending? She thought, 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦, 𝘯𝘰 𝘙𝘰𝘳𝘺, he thought. She opened her eyes. Did he think it or say it? #SongbirdNotSoBerry The poses here and in the last post are by @simmireen.bsky.social

When he held for face, her breath hitched. He felt so real. This was just a dream. He wasn't really Ramses. Just the version of him her hippocampus inserted into her cortex. Yet, she wanted him to kiss her so badly. It didn't matter if it was just a dream. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

How could this feel so real? Her touch was so intoxicating. His senses felt heightened. Their last kiss had been too fleeting. Maybe now he could show her what she really means to him. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 #SongbirdNotSoBerry

This was the only moment that mattered 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 #SongbirdNotSoBerry

This was the kind of dream you didn't want to wake up from. 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 𝘢 𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘮 #SongbirdNotSoBerry

𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘓𝘢-𝘭𝘢, 𝘭𝘢-𝘭𝘢, 𝘭𝘢, 𝘢𝘩, 𝘢𝘩, 𝘢𝘩 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 Soft music, gentle light, glowing fireflies... this was more perfect than a dream. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

"Just enjoy it," Ramses pulled her close and spoke softly, "please, Rory." The way he said her name melted everything inside. "Alright," Rory mumbled. 𝘠𝘦𝘵, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 #SongbirdNotSoBerry

"Yes," she took his hand but it was trembling. "Are you alright?" he asked. "Yes, it's just that... it's just... that," she didn't have to finish her sentence. He knew what she wanted to say because he felt it too. 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 𝘢 𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘮 #SongbirdNotSoBerry

Holding his hand put all the pieces together. He looked different but he was Ramses. This was more than a fantasy world. It was the one she wanted. Where she was his and that was all the mattered. Where love was all that mattered. 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 #SongbirdNotSoBerry

Why was she looking at him like that? Hunched over as if she couldn't see him... or like she was studying him? Maybe she wasn't as aware as he. Regardless, he wanted to believe in this moment and forget everything else. He took her hand and bowed, "may I have this dance?" #SongbirdNotSoBerry

She peered at him in ernest. Her subconscious must be making him for somewhere. She should remember those handsome gray eyes and dark hair but she couldn't. Her brain wouldn't allow her to see him as anything other than her prince charming. How dare it not unveil it's secrets. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

As she decended to a ballroom little girls everywhere could only dream of, her heart was racing. She watched the step to not ruin the moment by falling. She was captivated my this otherworldly dream. She seemed to hold his gaze captive. There was something so familiar about him. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

Rory gasped when she saw the ancient architect of the center garden. This must be the purpose of the dream. The fireflies danced in the fog while the colorful lights framed the dance floor. Across the way was a handsome stranger. Was he her prince for the evening? Who was he? #SongbirdNotSoBerry

𝘙𝘰𝘳𝘺... Ramses couldn't breathe. The garden didn't compare to her radiance. She looked so real. Why was she here? In this place, it seemed like he was here for her. Maybe here he could pretend they could actually be together. #SongbirdNotSoBerry

The center garden seemed to be what was calling to him. It was elegant and felt like a place outside time. Seemed odd for his brain to come up with. Then he looked across to the other stairwell and knew it wasn't the garden that was calling him #SongbirdNotSoBerry