everything is bothering me but i am being so brave about it

Daniel Sharman as Kelly Lord in A Town Called Malice

"I don't think I want to." He knew he wasn't the ideal parent by any means, he was a mess and a half, but he had no intention of leaving Rowan. "She abandoned her without knowing anything about me - I don't know if she deserves to be in her life." He admitted, it sounded cruel, but she had given up on their child, as far as he was concerned, she was nothing. He didn't like lying to his twin, he did it with relative frequency, but his lies to her were often lies of omission. He could tell her that he was terrified, that he was hanging on by a thread at times... or he could not. "We're doing okay, it's a big adjustment, huge really. But I am rolling with the punches - I'm probably screwing her up a little, but I've got years before she realises that." He answered. He did worry he was screwing her up and he hoped Poppy would focus on that, but his true fears were larger than that and he didn't want Poppy to know. "I know I know, she's got us all wrapped around her finger, not just me."

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“Speaking of the other half. Have you located her mother yet?” She wondered. While she knew Arlow had a part in all of this she still couldn’t believe any mom would leave their child, especially with her brother of all people. “That’s fair. I think sushi for dinner then and formal for this cutie.” Tickling her niece so she could hear the sweet baby laugh, it put a smile on her face. “So how have you been handling this? Because from the outside you look fine, but be honest.” She told him as she looked over at him and waited for the truth. “You know if you need help all of us will gladly pitch in to make it easier for you.” 

@arlowreed

"I'm plenty unlucky ordinarily, and thats kind of a lifelong thing - so the luck must be all you." He countered, shrugging his shoulders as though it were all a foregone conclusion. "If I can't personally make it come true... I'm well connected and dogged. I reckon I am a safe bet in the wish department." Arlow replied. "I didn't say there wasn't bad luck. I just said I don't think it could come from you." He explained, before continuing. "Besides, I'm the one pressing this - surely the universe will know I deserve any bad luck that comes from all of this." Looking at the tree he wasn't sure whether to lie or to admit what his wish was, not sure if he wanted to explain what it meant. "I wished for some quiet." He admitted, figuring he could explain away the true meaning of the wish if she pried into it.

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“Oh I’m plenty lucky, even without meeting you.” She told him with a laugh. “So what you’re saying here really is you’re the lucky one in this scenario not me.” She teased. “Oh really? I mean what if my wish isn’t something that can you can make true?” She countered. “Oh I fully do believe in bad luck. I mean I’ve experienced it.” She reassured him as she leaned against the table for support. “Fine. You share first though, what is your wish?”

@moonglowmagic

"I refuse to believe you're not lucky. I mean luck has graced me with bumping into you - if that's not lucky I don't know what is." Arlow replied, throwing on a charming smile as he did so. "And I'm one of those witches, and you can't tell me that with enough determination we couldn't make it seem like a wish has come true." Running a hand through his hair, he chuckled at her response. "I don't believe you could cause bad luck - and even if you could, I'm curious now, it's worth it."

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Dilan tucked her hair behind her ear before giving a laugh. “I’m one of those fae, while we can make you lucky. We can’t make wishes come true. We’re not genies after all.” She remarked, putting a hand on her hip. “Ooo— so you’ll show me yours if I show you mine basically? What happens if it gives us both bad luck?” She questioned. “Should we risk it? I mean who says your wish is worthy of knowing mine?”

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"Honestly, I don't know." Arlow replied, not taking his eyes away from the stage. He was genuinely concerned that the person singing was going to hurt themselves with how much they were straining to get through the song. "Usually by the time I make it here I am properly sloshed, but even drunk no one could think this was good." Looking from the stage to the person next to him, he gestured to the door. "I don't smoke either, but I vote we get out of here for our own sakes - I think my ears are going to start bleeding soon."

choose your own adventure: awesome blossom edition !!

Location: On Pitch Event: Sing-Off

A shrill wailing emitted from the speakers and Bea almost wished it was a banshee, but no, it was just a misguided werewolf howling out Adele's Rolling In The Deep. Usually, Bea wouldn't be caught dead in On Pitch due to her particular relationship with its owner, but she wanted to make sure she was doing her due diligence and ensuring no sirens were cheating during the contest. She winced as the performer's voice cracked after not being able to reach a high note. Noticing the person beside her also wincing a bit, she took a sip of her drink before asking, "Is it usually like this?" in a low voice. "I don't know how An-- how anyone could be here for so many hours without needing a break. I'm almost tempted to go outside for a smoke break and I don't even smoke."

Location: Town Green Event: Hanami

Tearing off another bite of her mochi donut, Luna walked farther from the farmer's market-- shopping bag full, as a member of the community that supported small business and all-- and towards the town green where people had gathered to picnic. "Hey, want to share a blanket?" she asked a person nearby. "I've got way too much food and I don't think I can take it all home. Promise you won't be on the menu," she said with a small wink, "--unless you want to be."

Location: Celestial Hills' restaurant street Event: All of the food deals, all of 'em

"Listen, this is like my Superbowl, okay? Don't you screw this up for me, just nod and pay for your half," Reese said seriously as she pulled out the sheet of participating restaurants and her plans on how to hit them all before the week was up. "Rainbow Roll has their best deal today, but the special is two-for-one and normally I'd be all for ordering two meals and taking one home, but this is a lover's special so I need a partner. So, are you in or are you in?"

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Take the baby to the farmers market, it will be great. It had been a Herculean feat to get his donuts, make it through the crowd and get Rowan settled down. Now here he was, the baby next to him gurgling happily on her mat. His attention was pulled from his daughter by someone speaking to him. "Can't say no to an offer like that." He smirked cheekily, purposely not clarifying if he was speaking about sitting with her or being a menu item. Moving to her blanket, he tugged Rowan a little closer so he could keep an eye on her. "All this food and a pretty face, how did I get so lucky?"

choose your own adventure: awesome blossom edition !!

Location: On Pitch Event: Sing-Off

A shrill wailing emitted from the speakers and Bea almost wished it was a banshee, but no, it was just a misguided werewolf howling out Adele's Rolling In The Deep. Usually, Bea wouldn't be caught dead in On Pitch due to her particular relationship with its owner, but she wanted to make sure she was doing her due diligence and ensuring no sirens were cheating during the contest. She winced as the performer's voice cracked after not being able to reach a high note. Noticing the person beside her also wincing a bit, she took a sip of her drink before asking, "Is it usually like this?" in a low voice. "I don't know how An-- how anyone could be here for so many hours without needing a break. I'm almost tempted to go outside for a smoke break and I don't even smoke."

Location: Town Green Event: Hanami

Tearing off another bite of her mochi donut, Luna walked farther from the farmer's market-- shopping bag full, as a member of the community that supported small business and all-- and towards the town green where people had gathered to picnic. "Hey, want to share a blanket?" she asked a person nearby. "I've got way too much food and I don't think I can take it all home. Promise you won't be on the menu," she said with a small wink, "--unless you want to be."

Location: Celestial Hills' restaurant street Event: All of the food deals, all of 'em

"Listen, this is like my Superbowl, okay? Don't you screw this up for me, just nod and pay for your half," Reese said seriously as she pulled out the sheet of participating restaurants and her plans on how to hit them all before the week was up. "Rainbow Roll has their best deal today, but the special is two-for-one and normally I'd be all for ordering two meals and taking one home, but this is a lover's special so I need a partner. So, are you in or are you in?"

Daniel Sharman photographed by Mitchell McCormack for GQ Thailand

Daniel Sharman by Mitchell Nguyen McCormack.

for; @cantfightmoonlight - jasmine sunday, echo acres woods

"Can I just say, if I were going to murder you, I would be a lot more imaginative than a murder in the woods, its so pedestrian. I would think of something with a lot more pizzaz." Arlow said casually as he strode through the woods sure-footedly. The woods were a second home to him, and he walked with the confidence of someone who strode through them repeatedly, hardly noticing the protruding tree roots and shrubbery. "And I maintain that movies in the woods is an excellent date, nothing creepy about it." Maintaining a brisk pace, he turned confidently at each little marker he had saved in his head, taking them deeper into the woods until they broke out in a wide clearing, grass, spotted with wild flowers thriving in the spring weather, stretching out in front of them, the night sky clear above them, and the sounds of running water close by. He'd pre-set the projector screen and left some large floor cushions in the clearing for them to sit on. It was the definition of idyllic. "This is the point where you say: 'wow Arlow, you were right, this is a great date destination, not creepy at all'."

"If I'm The Other Reed is Dahlia The Other Other Reed?" Arlow joked as he headed towards Tony. "And I don't appreciate being second to Poppy, she's only 5 minutes older." He was not the type to run away from a bar crawl. It hadn't been an easy week, he'd kept up the perfect charade, turned up to events, brought Rowan along for people to gawk at, but bringing Rowan along meant to had to remain un-inebriated. He could do it, but it left him feeling sick, the flood of thoughts he couldn't tune out, so deafening he could hardly decipher them. The idea of the bar crawl was like a trophy at the end of the event, with it came the welcome solace of a silent mind. "I guess I do don't I?" He chuckled slightly, despite already being a few drinks deep, having started in his apartment before heading to the bar. Waving down the bartender he ordered the two of them shots. "I can't believe you got suckered into joining the coven."

Where: Barcrawl Who: Arlow (@arlowreed )

Tony grinned as he recognized the fellow witch coming through the bar doors. "The Other Reed!" He greeted, raising his shot glass. He had only just recently agreed to join the coven after 'negotiating' with Poppy for years, always running the other way when she brought up 'joining' and 'teams.' Now that he'd caved, however, he was at least trying to be a part of the group. Plus, in a small town like this, you got to know people whether you tried to or not, and they'd both been in this town for years. "Come on, you gotta catch up" Tony would very much like to be the sort of person who bought people drinks at bars, but he barely had five dollars to his name. All the money he did have--charged on credit cards, meant to be tomorrow's problem--had gone to buying his own shots, and he was already several in. Tony reached for the barstool next to him and pulled it out, gesturing for Arlow to sit.

His cheeky grin grew a little after leaving the other man speechless. "I'm not worried, I'm confident in my ability to remain just as devastatingly handsome as I currently am. Hell, I might even get better." Arlow joked. Pouting a little in contemplation, Arlow shrugged. "I'm still not really seeing a problem - but that might be a me issue, I do recreationally ruin my life."

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"I..." Ducky was suddenly left speechless, a faint blush on his cheeks as he took a second to take in the man's features. He giggled. "That's one hell of a challenge to take upon yourself, but judging from your looks right now, I don't have any reason to doubt you, sir." he mused. "Uh, conflict of interest since one of them is my boss, and the other...let's just say I'm still trying to figure him out."

Daniel Sharman photographed by Lee Malone for Square Mile. Daniel wears t-shirt Emporio Armani, shirt Badlands, trousers Cooba London and shoes Grenson

He didn't know how he could explain his affinity for the woods of Lunar Cove to Diana. He didn't want to tell her of how he used to sneak out to Echo Acres to escape his mother and his mind growing up. He knew the woods like the back of his hand. It was a sanctuary for him, a piece of the world the insanity that followed him couldn't touch. The clearing he planned to set the movies up in was where he used to spend his afternoons when he was 'at the library studying with a study group' when he was really reading the hours away, alone, inebriated on whatever he could get his hands on. "Honestly, I spent so much time out in the woods growing up, it feels like home." Arlow replied, figuring it would be sufficient enough of an answer. "Would it calm your nerves to mention I'm telepathic?" He asked, failing to mention that he loathed his power and didn't use it. He wasn't a fae, he could lie to her just fine.

who? @arlowreed where? the park where the basket auction took place notes: continuing from where we left off in the chat

"As a fae, you know I can't tell lies, so yes, I have faith in you Arlow," Diana says slowly as she finishes folding the blanket she brought for the auction and puts her on her bag before turning to face the witch while fidgeting with her rings. She can't quite explain the concern that had begun raising as their conversation was progressing, specially since she knows he can take care of himself, but it's there anyways so she has to at least try. It's just bugs her, how nonchalant he is about going to the woods with a near stranger. It brings forth the memory of nightmares that plagued her as a child and continue plaguing her. The running of the woods scared, the certainty that if she stops she is going to be caught— She knows the forest isn't dangerous, not for most supernatural creatures and not unless is full moon, but the nonchalance still bugs her. "But I can still be worried, you know? I just," she shrugs. "Being in a forest at night with a stranger has always felt like a recipe to disaster to me and it's fine because it's Jasmine, but well—. Not everyone has the best intentions, always."

He didn't know what he had come to the wishing tree for. He was typically not the type to rely on things like this, far flung fairytales, yet here he was. Pulling a sliver of paper from his pocket he placed his wish in the tree, burying it deep within the branches, not wanting anyone to find it. He was pulled out of his moment of brooding when the woman next to him spoke. "In a town like this, you'd think so. I mean, we've got witches and fae up the wazoo, surely they can make wishes come true." He rationalised, not entirely believing it. "If you tell me yours, I'll tell you mine."

Where: The Wishing Tree

With: Open to all

Dilan had finished filling out her wish and nervously debated if she should even bother or if this would actually be pointless. Walking over to the tree and she stood on her tip toes in her overly high heels to place her petal on the tree; not wanting to have to ask someone else to do it. "So do you think these wishes will actually come true?" She asked, looking towards the person next to her. "So can I ask what you wished for is is that against the rules? You know like with birthday wishes."

"That is very pussy slay - and I like it when you call me sir." Arlow replied, unable to stop the cheeky grin from creeping it's way upon his lips. "I intend to remain just as attractive as I am now, until I die." The witch shrugged. "I'm not seeing the problem here? Kiss both?"

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"I'm sorry, but they were dressed as couture versions of the golden girls, so yes it was very pussy slay, sir. So you're saying you're going to look bad when you're old?" Ducky teased, but he smiled over at Arlow, rolling his eyes playfully. "Because there's someone else I'd rather kiss here and no I'm not going to name any names, wonder boy."