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#and unfortunately i know my bio family too well and know they won't do their part
dredshirtroberts · 22 days
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it is not slacking off to write or create it is not slacking off to do things that are fun i am not slacking off or procrastinating right now i'm allowed to do things i enjoy doing for fun including playing games and writing and such
#if i say it enough i will remember it's true#can you guess which aspect of capitalism i'm struggling with today?#it does not help my bones are somehow WORSE than yesterday even after all of the rest i took so that's Super Fun:tm:#so i've got that on in the back of my head#ugh#i... am putting off calling my grandma - i meant to do it last week but i got too in my head about it#and uno reversed myself into forgetting to do it at all until the Worst Times Possible#(generally around Normal Fuckin Meal Times)#i want to call to wish her a belated mother's day and check in re: grandpa but also...#also i don't want to have to do a phone call i don't want to talk to them about anything at all#they stress me out to talk to and it makes me super uncomfortable to be on the phone in general let alone with a Heavy Topic over our heads#like.... i'm comfortable with where i'm at acceptance-wise with Grandpa's whole situation#and i know i am late for a better relationship with the pair of them in general#like i'm not going to repair a relationship that wasn't built to collapse down to this point this is as far as it got built up to#i'm not building more relationship between me and someone who i know is passing soon when they didn't take the opportunity either#like they had just as much chance as me to improve our relationship after i became an adult and they chose to use my mother as#an intermediary which has stunted their connection to me and that's not my fault#i admittedly did not reach out but i was not taught i could safely do that to anyone#because my parents badmouth literally any person they know for one reason or another#i regularly fuck up in conversations with my grandparents because i'll say somethign that is a holdover from my understanding of them#through my parents and it's like. kind of really insulting! and i've been doing it my whole life and i know as soon as i get their reaction#and i can't recover because i don't actually know them at all#so i can't be like ''oh my god i know that's inaccurate i have no idea why i said that'' because i *don't* know until after i've done it#every goddamn time it happened the last time i got a call from them too#like... my bio fam/family of origin is just not good at keeping in touch and i know i'm a product of that#and i know theoretically how to adjust for it but it does require work on the other end of the line too#and unfortunately i know my bio family too well and know they won't do their part#i grew up in the group project everyone hates#and i'm on my way to deciding they can show up to the presentation day without me#i've started a new family project over here with blackjack and hookers
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suffcring · 6 months
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META   + rabbit and the ghost project.
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It's strange to Rabbit, to worship a single deity -- and not even a g-d, really, but a fallen angel. The fallen angel.
Rabbit's family (I won't get too much into the history and lore -- just please know that Rabbit is an oc I've written since 08 and have briefly considered writing a novel for, and I definitely have to do a condensed explanation that isn't the mess I have for her character bio) has it's own pantheon of g-ds, some of which are adopted from other religions, but mostly have been consumed by Nyarlathotep (particularly my pal CJ's rendition, but overall)
Within her family's religion, Rabbit's necromancy is, as you might expect, forbidden but also still revered. It's a gift from their "evil" g-ddess and comes and goes throughout the generations, unlike the more common animal shapeshifting most of the family has (Rabbit does not). So she's kept separate -- and for a family of two hundred and something relatives, living in a compound (almost like a village or a neighborhood just filled with family), where the children are taught within the community and have little to no contact with the outside world until they go to college and maybe get married or have outside jobs (a lot of the family only lives in the compound part time or only comes back for holy days), that can absolutely fuck up a child who is ostracized.
So Rabbit meets a musician, falls in love, escapes and runs off with his band. It's a few years, and they're beginning to pick up; Rabbit keeps trying to tell herself she's happy like this. She loves Amour, she's supported and loved (even if his band thinks of her a little like a Yoko Ono, despite her best efforts to help out. She is dour and quiet and angry, still, despite it all) -- so what is it that still plagues her? Coachella. It's broad day light. Amour's band has already done their set, and they're meandering through. And she hears it, from a distance. Tells Amour she'll be right back, but unfortunately she never really does come back.
Secundo's in his prime as Papa, sunglasses perched on his nose, and Rabbit feels a pull in her gut. She drifts through the small congregation; at that time, there were only about two hundred people drifting in and out of the space, very few there to worship. But Rabbit finds herself in the middle of it, all the same -- this band, it doesn't sound like Amour's softer acoustics, gentle poetry lyrics that wrap around hearts. It doesn't sound like much of anything she's ever heard, the thrum of it in her throat and in her gut, igniting something inside of her she doesn't understand. Primal and reverently dark; her flesh ignites in goosebumps.
It's an easy enough thing, to approach them afterwards. To go back to the Ministry. To worship amongst siblings who might not feel exactly the same way she does, but who don't have the space nor the heart to judge her for it.
I typically write her as Secundo's assistant, and sometimes she tours with the project and sometimes she doesn't. There's a lot of overlap, with necromancy and ritual; she sets the ritual circle in blood before the shows, helps with small things that need to be done. Even backstage, even after dozens of shows, it feels the same to her, when she hears the music; the rightness of the choice she has made. How she belongs. She knows she would kill for him, or for them. Knows it without even being asked.
In her eyes, it is the perfect way to get The Word out. Afterall, it worked so well for her, didn't it? Sometimes, she does wish it didn't need to be done; there's something said for the times where Papa and the Ghouls are home. But she understands it's place, and the music always brings her right back to the first time she heard Papa.
And that's good enough for her.
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howlingday · 2 years
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Jaune Arc is a descendant from a long line of Slayers. A finely skilled specimen with a strong sense of justice and honor. Women love him, men want to be him, monsters fear him, monster girls are conflicted.
Tales of Remnant
Setting - In their quest to cross Remnant to find the Relics and the Maidens, Team RWBY happen upon the sleepy farm village of Ansel, where one of the last remaining Slayer families, members of a bloodline who first fought back against the first witch and her evil monsters. Unfortunately, the young man they meet isn't interested in their party.
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Ruby: Excuse me, are you Jaune Arc?
Jaune: Yeah, that's me. Can I help you?
Ruby: We're an adventuring party, and we thought-
Jaune: Stop. No.
Ruby: Huh? But we didn't even ask you anything!
Jaune: You were going to ask me to join your party so I can help you on your quest, just because I'm an Arc, one of the few Slayer families left in the world. Am I right?
Blake: Does it happen a lot?
Jaune: More times than I'd like. I've been on a few, but I'm always kicked after the first mission. I either turn out to be too weak, too annoying, or too cowardly to help in a fight.
Ruby: Well, we won't kick you off of our team!
Jaune: That's what the last team said.
Ruby: Well, we're not the last team!
Jaune: Last team said that, too, and the team before them.
Yang: I guess you don't want to go on an adventure.
Jaune: No. If you're looking for someone to join your party, you'll have to find someone else. Try asking around. Anyone's got to be better than me. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have chores to do. (Walks away)
Ruby: Man, and I was hoping to have a Slayer on the team!
Weiss: You just learned what a Slayer is.
Ruby: So? It doesn't make me want to team up with him any less!
Blake: We'll ask around. Maybe someone has a way to convince him to team up with us.
Yang: Let's try the inn first.
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Jaune: H-Hey! Wait up!
Yang: Huh? What are you doing here?
Jaune: (Huffs) I... I wanna... Hoo, boy! Ahem! I want to join your party. Just for a little bit!
Weiss: What changed your mind?
Jaune: Everyone has been pushing me since you came to town, and my dad convinced me to help you guys out. He says it will be good to get out and be a part of something bigger, and prove myself.
Blake: So you're going to join us because your dad said so?
Jaune: ...I wouldn't say it like that.
Weiss: But that is what happened.
Ruby: Well, it doesn't matter to me! You're now a member of our team! Welcome to Team RWBY!
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JAUNE ARC HAS JOINED THE PARTY!
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Jaune: I give this team two weeks before you're all sick of me.
Weiss: Well, I'm already annoyed by that mopey attitude.
Jaune: One down, three to go.
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Name - Jaune Arc
Weapon Style - Sword and Shield
Element - Light (+10% Against Dark, -10% Against Earth)
Skill - Slayer (Deals +10% Against Non-Humans)
Bio - Newbie Knave ("Fresh off the farm, Scared easily by loud noises")
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Jaune: Yikes! Who the heck is that, and why is she controlling that monster?!
Ruby: That's Cinder. She attacked our home in Patch. She's looking for the Fall Maiden.
Jaune: What have I gotten myself into?
C R A C K!.
Cinder: You won't get away this time, girls!
Ruby: Yes, we will, and we'll stop you!
Cinder: No, you won't, because your adventure ends here!
Jaune: Uh, is it too late to run away now?
Yang: Chickening out already, Jaune?
Jaune: No, no, I just, uh, wanted to be sure if we needed to actually fight.
Weiss: Yes, we do!
Jaune: Uh, alright, well, here goes nothing!
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Jaune: Listen, we're all really tired. Can you tell us how to get to the hotel, Miss...?
Pyrrha: You... You don't know who I am?
Jaune: Oh, sorry! Should I?
Pyrrha: No! Not at all! Come inside with me. I'd gladly shelter you all in this rain.
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Jaune: Wow, this place is huge!
Pyrrha: Thank you. I'm glad you like it. Please, stay as long as you'd like. I'll be back with some towels. (Walks away)
Jaune: She seems nice.
Weiss: I can't believe we met Pyrrha Nikos!
Ruby: Right?! She's a legend!
Yang: Relax, Rubes. Remember, she's just a normal girl like us.
Weiss: Normal girl?! She's the Champion of Mistral! We need her on our team!
Yang: Hey, now, take it easy, Ice Queen. I just said Pyrrha was a normal girl. Sure, she's the best fighter of our generation, but she's still human.
Blake: Though her assistance would greatly aid in our quest for the Maidens.
Weiss: Well, we'll ask her, then, and if she says no, which she won't, we'll be supportive of her decision.
Jaune: Just like with me?
Weiss: Huh?
Jaune: I said no, but you girls just hounded me even harder.
Weiss: Hmph! And like you can do any better?
Jaune: I can.
Pyrrha: (Returns with towels) I'm back! What are we talking about?
Jaune: Do you want to join our party? We're on a quest to save the world.
Pyrrha: Huh?!
Weiss: You idiot! That was too direct!
Jaune: Huh?
Weiss: She's the Champion, but she's still a woman! You have to consider her feelings!
Jaune: I didn't know she was a champion; I just asked her the same way you asked me.
Weiss: You idiot! Now she'll never say-
Pyrrha: Yes.
Weiss: Huh?!
Pyrrha: Yes, I will join your party.
Jaune: Oh, really? Great!
Yang: You feelin' salty, Weissy?
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PYRRHA NIKOS HAS JOINED THE PARTY
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Yang: Oh, yeah. You are salty.
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Pyrrha: So, you're a Slayer?
Jaune: My family is. Me? I'm nobody.
Pyrrha: That's not true. You're somebody to me.
Jaune: Thanks, Pyrrha, but it doesn't change the fact I'm still me. I'm nothing like my ancestors.
Pyrrha: What have your ancestors done?
Jaune: Dad is a Beast-Slayer. He fought a huge bear with his own two hands, then killed it after it turned into a Mega-Bear. It's actually how he met Mom.
Pyrrha: I see. Are there any Dragon-Slayers?
Jaune: My great grandfather killed a dragon attacking his village.
Pyrrha: Demon-Slayers?
Jaune: My great great grandmother saved the world killing one.
Pyrrha: I see. (Scoots closer) Jaune, I want you to hear something, but I don't want you to panic, or say anything to anyone about this.
Jaune: Uh, okay?
Pyrrha: Here. (Takes his head, Places against her chest) Do you hear my heartbeat?
Jaune: (Closes his eyes) Yeah... It sounds... Fast... Really fast... No, wait... (Pulls away) You have two hearts. You're not humsn, are you?
Pyrrha: No, I'm not human, or half-human, like your friend, Blake. I was born a monster, and I've managed to keep up my appearance long enough to fool everyone else.
Jaune: No one else knows?
Pyrrha: (Shakes her head) No, you're the only one.
Jaune: (Stands up) W-We have to tell the others!
Pyrrha: (Pulls his hands down) Tomorrow. Tonight, (Hugs Jaune) I just want to enjoy this.
Jaune: Do you... hate that I'm a Slayer?
Pyrrha: I can smell the monster blood on your hands, but I don't think... No, I know you aren't the kind of person to kill someone without a just cause. If there is blood is on your hands, it must have been self-defense. But... Do you hate me? Or hate that I lied?
Jaune: (Shakes his head, Hugs her back) You didn't know us. Humans and monsters have been killing each other for hundreds of years. It's kinda expected we're going to be a little scared of each other because of it. I know you better now, so I know you won't hurt me.
Pyrrha: (Smiles) Thank you.
Blake: (Watching the whole thing, Smiling, Walks away)
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JAUNE ARC GAINED A NEW BIO, ONLY HUMAN
Bio - Only Human ("Born to and raised by humans, Empathetic to all creatures")
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Pyrrha: (Doubles over in pain, Groans)
Jaune: Everyone, please! She doesn't mean any harm!
Mob: Kill her!
Mob: She took Pyrrha Nikos' place!
Mob: Make her pay!
Cinder: Behold, everyone! As the shattered moon becomes whole once more, so too will her true form as a monster be revealed!
Ruby: This is bad! If any more people gather, it'll be impossible to escape without a fight.
Yang: I say we give it to them. If they want to hurt one of our friends, I saw we hurt them back!
Nora: Yeah! Take them all on!
Ren: Getting into a fight will only make things worse. We have to think this through.
Blake: We need a plan to keep the mob away. Something to keep them from getting closer.
Weiss: Cinder is rallying the people against her. Once Pyrrha transforms, there's no telling what will happen, but we don't need to guess what Cinder will try.
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Pyrrha: (10 ft tall, Fully-armored werewolf)
Jaune: Pyrrha! Can you hear me?!
Pyrrha: (Breathes heavily, Looks down at Jaune)
Jaune: It's me! Jaune! Don't worry! We're going to help you!
Mob: (Screams)
Mob: It's a monster! She's actually a monster!
Mob: Kill it before it kills us!
Pyrrha: J... aune....
Jaune: Yeah! It's me, Pyrrha! We're all here for you! (Gets slowly closer, Hands extended) Me, Ruby, Weiss, Blake, Yang, Ren, Nora... All of us...
Pyrrha: (Reaching towards him) Jau... ne... (Shot with an arrow, Reels in pain)
Jaune: No!
Pyrrha: NO! (Swipes at Jaune) NO! NO! NO! (Scratches at the burning pain, Roars)
Ruby: Jaune! Are you okay?!
Jaune: Forget about me! What about Pyrrha?!
Blake: ...We have to protect the townspeople.
Jaune: Blake?!
Blake: We won't kill her, but we need to weaken her. We'll draw her attention, and make sure she isn't going to attack anyone except us.
Weiss: Half of us will engage her, the other will rout the town away from the fighting.
Nora: And we'll smash Cinder while we're at it, too!
Yang: Save the town first. Then we'll slug it out against the real monster!
Jaune: (Nods) I'm not leaving Pyrrha's side. I think I can calm her down.
Ruby: Then you're on team "Stop Pyrrha." Who else is in? Remember, once this fight starts, it'll be too late to change tactics. Are you guys ready?
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Pyrrha: (Human, Panting)
Jaune: (Holding Pyrrha's head in his lap) Are you okay?
Pyrrha: (Weakly smiles, Touches his face) Jaune...
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Cinder: (On a distant rooftop) How sweet... (Draws back on her bow) Time to end this.
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Pyrrha: Thank you. (Tears roll down her face) Thank you so much for helping me...
Jaune: Of course I helped you! We're friends, right?
Pyrrha: (Nods) And... I love you- (Gasps, Sees arrow in her chest)
Jaune: (Reels, Holds her hands as she claws his cheek) NO! NONONONO! PYRRHA!
Pyrrha: (Hands fall, Eyes dim)
Jaune: (Holding her hands, Sobs) PYRRHA! PYRRHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
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JAUNE ARC GAINED A NEW BIO, BATTLE-SCARRED
Bio - Battle-Scarred ("Battle-tested warrior, Broken-hearted friend")
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ms-rampage · 4 years
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Eden's Gate: Left Behind Chapter 3 - First Encounter
Warnings: Does sorta cutesy stuff count?
Word count: 2k
Once again John is out of character 😂😂, a certain Pepper girl is introduced, Kate has a few minor Sam Winchester moments and talks with a K9. Like I said in the other chapters, I added the University, and the Diner/Cafe for this series because #HeacanonShit.
Alissa (FC: Rhea Ripley)
Morgan (FC: Kathryn Newton)
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For the past few days John watched over Kate, and got very little to no information about her.
She must be a very private person. 
"Where is she from?".
"What's her first name? Middle name?" 
"What's her birthday?" 
"What are her hobbies?" 
"Does she like planes?".
He was basically driving himself insane trying to get anything on her. 
He knows Joseph is right, but what if he isn’t?. What if she doesn’t like him?.
What if she doesn’t like men? Is she a sinner? A nonbeliever?. 
He didn’t even have the damn courage to approach her, and when he did, he kept getting interrupted by his men. They always called for him at a bad time, that's all they’re good for, bad timing. 
Tapping the keys on his keyboard, he finds more information about her.
"There you are" he says, sighing in relief. Clicking on the link with a photo of her.
Katella Evyanna Winchester 
Born in Phoenix, Arizona 
Lived in Jackson, Wyoming 
DOB: August 5 1998 age 19 
Father: Deceased
Mother: Unknown
Sibling: Jackson, Wyoming.
School: Hope County University, former Jackson University
Works: University Cafè & Diner.
"Interesting bio Katella" he says with a smile on his face. 
He has her full name, where she works, goes to school, her home address and a little bit of information about her family.
He wants to meet her face to face, and hopefully no one interrupts him.
He doesn't understand why, but he wants to be with her. 
She has potential to be, if it ever came to that point his wife, and maybe the mother to his future children. When they march to Eden's Gate.
He wants to know more about her "What does she like?". 
She has a dog, so he knows she likes dogs, and she has a classic car so she probably likes older cars than newer cars. 
"She works at the diner at the University. Maybe I can go see her?" he says to himself, unsure. 
He gets up, goes to his car and drives to the cafè diner.
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Kate’s working, it's her first day on the job. 
She has an hour and 10 minutes until she’s off. 
The rush is not bad, it's pretty steady especially for a Thursday. 
It's her, her friends Morgan, and Alissa, and their supervisor Holly working. 
Morgan and Kate are clearing off the tables, collecting their tips, Alissa is taking a customer's order, Holly is working the counter, cleaning, and making coffee even though it's after 3:30pm. Kate was suppose to start at 4pm until 10pm but she was able to start her training early, and get off early, 11am until 5pm.
About 10 minutes later, John pulls into the parking lot outside the diner. He sees the black Monte Carlo. 
"Alright so she's working today" he says to himself. 
He parks his car, gets out and walks towards the building. 
He takes a glance into the window, and sees Kate cleaning up tables, his stomach starts to feel weird, and he might feel a little too excited to see her. 
As he's about to open the door, he sees Holly at the counter, "Shit" he mutters to himself. The feeling in his stomach goes away the second he sees Holly. 
The last person he never wants to see is her, they had a few nights together in the past, and that was several months ago. 
"Maybe she won't recognize me" he whispers to himself. Walking inside.
Oh boy was he wrong. John felt like the stupidest person in the county. Holly looks up, and immediately recognizes him. He tries to play off cool, and he ends up awkwardly walking to a table towards the back of the diner.
"I'll be right with you sir" Kate says to him, as she takes a bin of dishes into the kitchen. 
A smile forms on his face just by hearing the sound of her voice. It's very soft, and calming, almost like lavender. The feeling in his stomach comes back.
She comes back out from the kitchen a minute later, and walks towards John's table with a notepad and pencil in hand. 
But she unfortunately gets cut off by Holly, pushing her back a little. 
"It's okay sweetheart I got this" she says to Kate in a bitchy tone. Kate gives Holly, her classic (Sam Winchester) bitch face, and walks back to the counter towards Morgan. 
"So get this, Holly took my customer" Kate whispers to her. She snickers "Typical Holly" Morgan whispers back. 
"Thought I never see you again John'' Holly says to him in a sarcastic tone.
He shrugs, trying to play it cool, and says "Well I just stopped by to see someone". 
She gives him a hopeful but flirty look, and asks "Anyone in particular?". 
He smirks, crossing his arms and says. 
"Someone new, and slightly younger". 
Her expression changes from hopeful to annoyed. 
"What can I get you?" she asks. 
"A large coffee with 2 shots of scotch" he says jokingly.
"And maybe the cute brunette waitress in the flannel" he adds, looking over at her.  
Kate almost drops a plate with a customer's food onto their lap. She can feel her face turning red after he says this. She looks back at him, and he winks at her. 
Holly rolls her eyes in annoyance, and gives him a dirty look.
Morgan and Alissa overhear him, and they both let out a soft laugh. Holly looks back at them, while they walk towards the kitchen trying to hold back their laughter. John stares at Kate as she walks behind the counter. 
"Same ol' John Seed" she says, her hands on her hips.
Nodding his head "Yep, same ol' me" with a smirk. 
"Just a coffee" he adds. 
"Alright then" she says, walking to the counter. 
Kate comes out from behind the counter, and gives a customer their check. 
John looks up, and down at her, "she's got a cute ass" he thinks to himself. 
He can feel himself starting to get hard. He wishes he didn’t feel this way, but he’ll take her over Holly anyday. If only she moved to Hope County a lot sooner, so he wouldn’t have to deal with Holly.
She comes back with his order, and sees him eyeballing Kate. 
She scoffs "Someone new and younger huh? You haven't changed a bit have you?". 
He just shrugs while opening a pack of coffee cream. 
"Not really" he answers, with a cocky smug smile. 
Annoyed, Holly walks into the kitchen. 
He pours the cream, and sugar into his coffee, not realizing Kate is looking at him. 
His heart particularly skips a beat when she speaks to him.
"I like your tattoos" she says motioning to the tattoos on his hands, and arms. 
He looks up at her and smiles "Thanks". 
She sees the small lawyer scale tattoo he has on his hand, and asks. 
"Are you a lawyer?". 
"Yeah I am" he answers, looking down at it. 
"Never seen a lawyer with a lot of tattoos before” she jokes. That puts a smile on his face. 
“Where did you go to school?" she adds. 
His mind goes blank for a moment, and says. 
"I went to Emory Law in Atlanta". 
Kate stares at him for a few seconds, but to him it felt like hours, and he loves it. 
He loves to have her attention. He could’ve really used it growing up.
"You look very familiar. Normally, I'm terrible at remembering faces but yours just looks really familiar" she tells him. 
He half smirks, and says "I saw you the other day. You walked past the church". 
They say "walked past the church"  at the same time. 
They both smile at each other. 
Holly clears her throat in annoyance. 
Putting an end to their conversation, she tells her. 
"Kate, can you go get some more ground coffee from the walk in". 
"Yeah sure" she says, already detecting the jealousy in her voice. 
Walking into the kitchen. 
Holly approaches him, placing her hand flat on the table. 
"I know what you're doing" she tells him, in a slightly threatening tone. 
"Do you though?" he asks, tilting his head. 
"Yeah I do. You're flirting with the younger waitress to make me jealous". 
He scoffs with a hint of laughter, and says "Oh Holly, you haven't changed, have you?". 
She gives him an angry look, and says with attitude. 
"Don't waste your time on her. She's a bookworm. Only cares about her school work, grades and all that shit. She probably doesn't have anything interesting to do in her life". 
And Holly is very far from being right, like several thousand miles from being right. Kate’s life is a lot more interesting then she thought it would be.
He looks at her, lets out a short laugh, and says. 
"She sounds like she's my type. I mean have you seen her car?."
He leans forward, and whispers “She’s wife material”.  
Kate comes back out with the coffee, and fills up the machine. 
Alissa comes out from the kitchen, and walks over to her, asks. 
"What time are you off?" 
She looks at the clock on her phone, and says. 
"In 25 minutes". John overhears this, he finishes off his coffee. Pays the check, and says sarcastically.
"Great seeing you again Hol". 
He winks at Kate one last time before he leaves, causing her to smile again. 
Alissa whispers to Kate. "I think he likes yooouu". 
Morgan comes out from the kitchen, and whispers in her other ear. "I'm sure he wants to fuck yooouu" while hitting her ass.  
The 3 of them laugh about it, and Kate finishes the last 25 minutes of her shift. 
When the next waitress clocks in. 
She clocks out, gathers all her stuff, and leaves to her car. 
As she’s putting her stuff in the passenger side.
She hears a familiar voice say, 
"That's a nice car you got there". She turns around, and sees John. 
"Thanks" she says smiling. 
"Is it yours?" he asks. 
"Sorta. It was my grandfathers, then he gave it to my uncle, and he gave it to me" she answers. 
He nods his head. "I have my car, and my plane" he says, trying not to brag but he’s actually bragging. 
Kate, who is actually impressed, asks "You fly?". 
"Yeah, I love my plane. Do you like planes?". 
Not knowing what to say, she was honest.
"I’ve never been on a plane before. But I’m pretty sure I would enjoy it" she says. 
"I can take you out for a fly someday" he offers, hoping she says “Yes”.
She smiles, seeing his little game, and asks “Is this your way of asking me out?". 
He smiles, asks “Is it working?”. His eyebrows cocked.
She looks away, smiling and looks back at him, saying “It is actually”.
“Well I guess, we have a date then. How’s Saturday?” a charming smile. Those baby blue eyes piercing through her. Making her insides shake, bursting with butterflies. She’s surprised a handsome man like him is showing signs of affection towards her. She’s not letting this opportunity slip pass her. 
“That sounds great, I’m off at 5 on Saturday” she replies, with a smile. “Well I gotta get going, it was nice meeting you. John, right?”
He nods his head, says with a hint of lust in his voice. 
"It was a pleasure meeting you too Kate". 
She detects the lust in his voice, but ignores it, she’s way too excited that someone showed that kind of attention towards her. 
They go their vehicles, and drive their separate ways.
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That night Kate is working on her Psychology homework, trying her best to stay focused. 
Even though it's still the first week of that semester, she can’t fall behind.
John keeps coming to mind, throwing her off her work. Distracting her.
She sighs loudly, leaning back in her seat, yawning out loud and stretching her arms out.
“Oh boy” she says, sighing.
Haley looks up at her owner with a head tilt. 
“I got asked out today Hale. Ain’t that a bitch” she says to her dog, as if she were human.
She lets out a bark, “Yeah, I know it's crazy huh?. The dude is a lawyer!!”.
She continues “So get this, he wants to take me for a ride in his plane”.
A pitchy whine comes from her along with another head tilt. She lets out a yelp, and sits on the floor next to her. 
She scratches behind her ear. 
“Yeah, I know. I told him that I’ve never been on a plane before, I panicked. I wasn’t gonna tell him that my sister and I exorcised a demon from one of the pilots. But I’m sure it’ll be fine, Paige won’t she’d have a heart attack and probably shit herself” she laughs at the last part.
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SILK-Should I Let him Know[EN]:Chapter 2
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Phoebe entered the door of the school.
Her heart was pounding...
She doesn't know what to expect today.
Ever since the accident...
First day of school was always a nightmare for her.
Not because she's mistreated...
But because people only see what she cannot do with her condition.
They do not recognize what she can do anymore.
People looked at her very differently because of her leg.
She saw a guy standing at the hallway and went to her.
"Do you need help miss?" The guy asked.
Phoebe nodded.
The guy was about to lift her books but...
She protested.
"You didn't even ask me what I need help with. I actually just need help in finding the Biology Lab... I appreciate it though. This would do." Phoebe said smiling to the guy.
The guy smiled back as he continued to carry her things.
"There you go. This the Bio-Lab. Anything else Miss?" The guy said returning the books carefully to Phoebe.
"Phoebe. Major in Biology. Thank you sir..." The name rang the guys ears.
"Joshua. Communication Arts Student." They both almost laughed at being too formal.
"See you around then..." Phoebe said.
"Just a tip. Ignore their weird stares, that won't kill you. Ciao." Joshua said.
With that...
He already left.
Phoebe was already preparing her things on top of her desk when she realizes that she was too early for class.
"Well... I appreciate early birds around here. I usually got tardy students... But never this early. In fact... You're earlier than me."A praise from a woman who just came in.
"Uhm... Thanks? I guess." Phoebe said.
"Oh pardon me... Sorry for not introducing myself. I'm Mrs. Freeman. I'm your Biology 101 professor." Said the woman.
"Nice meeting you Mrs. Freeman." She answered.
Later, the class started.
Mrs. Freeman told them to buddy up but there is not one single sould who wanted to sit beside and partner up with Phoebe.
The seat next to her is empty too.
"Phoebe, I guess it's you and me again..." Phoebe said mocking herself for fun.
The class turned their heads to the newly opened door as another student just arrived.
"Sorry I'm late." Said the familiar voice.
Phoebe was shocked.
She was overwhelmed by the presence of the man.
She cannot be mistaken.
He's still the same guy he met way back in middle school.
The guy who became his friend once.
This guy who never considered anyone's existence except for Zoriah's...
Is gonna sit beside her again...
"Hi. It's been a while... Phoebs." The man turned to her.
"Z-zack... Yeah. What a coincidence." Phoebe answered with a nervous laughter.
"G-guys? OMG. I can't believe I'm seeing the both of you here again!" A woman almost screamed behind them.
"Zoriah?" Phobe was shocked.
Oh, boy.
Is this a reunion or what?
"I-it's nice to see you again Zoriah... You looked prettier..." Phoebe saw it again...
The look that Zack gave Zoriah back then...
Is the same look that Zack has on his face right now.
"And hotter... Right Zack?" Phoebe said in addition.
Zack just nodded mindlessly.
He was still at awe when he saw his first crush...
No!
Let's rephrase that...
His 'first love'...
Since Zack is passed and got into the football team...
He missed almost everything about Zoriah...
He did not have enough time to hang out...
It was just Phoebe and Zoriah getting close to each other for the passed two years...
One day, after class, Phobe was left alone in the room since she's not like the normal students who can just barge out of the classroom when the class is over.
"Phoebs!" She heard a familiar voice call her out.
"Oh Zack, Zoriah did not attend the class, she said she's sick. What brings you here?" Phoebe said.
"Oh, I'll tell you later but... Why are you still her-?" He stopped as he realized why Phoebe cannot go home as fast as the others...
"Y-your leg... Does it still hurt?" Phoebe just nodded and sighed.
"I miss being normal like anyone else... You were about to tell me something..." She said.
"I have a favor to ask... Since you're so close with Zoriah..." Zack was hesitant.
"What is it?" She asked.
Zack held his nape nervously and spoke...
"Can you be my 'Wing-woman'?" He asked.
While he was talking Phoebe got pre-occupied again.
For her, it's like history repeated itself.
Then, the question popped out of nowhere...
Or did it come from the back of her mind?
Should I let him know?
Where ever it came from, she doesn't know and she doesn't care...
She cannot even pay attention to the man speaking in front of him for she asked herself again...
While Phoebe was on her way home, she can't help but think about what Zack asked.
The guy she likes...
No.
The man she loves, just asked if she can give him a leverage since he's planning to court her bestfriend.
Cruel and mean?
For Phoebe, it is.
For Zack, nah...
He doesn't know Phoebe's feelings anyway...
"Thank goodness, you're home Phobe, you should have called us that you need a ride home. Sweetie, would you like some Bacon and Eggs?" Phoebe's mom's asked her when she arrived and opened the door.
"I'll pass." She answered as she goes up the stairs.
Who eats Bacon and Eggs for Dinner?
They're weird, maybe that's the reason I'm weird too...
"Ugh! I can't believe I said 'yes' to him!" Phoebe said as she plopped down her bed.
She covered her face with both of her hands...
Almost two years has almost gone by...
Phoebe did everything in her power to be Zack's Wing-woman, giving Zack a boost by telling Zoriah good things about Zack, telling Zack what Phoebe likes and being there for him to pin-point what went wrong when Zoriah's getting annoyed of the courtship.
"Who will you date at the Graduation Ball Z?" Phoebe asked Zoriah.
They're at the girl locker-room changing for Gym class.
"Shhh... I know what you're trying to do Phoebe. Zack is not more than a friend and that's it." Zoriah said.
"I'm not doing anything..." Phoebe said innocently.
"Whatever Phoebs... Don't you think I'm getting fatter?" Zoriah siad as she drank one of her diet pills... The question she always asked Phoebe which confused her.
"If you're fat... I'd probably be kicked out by your mom everytime I go to your house, for unintenstionally breaking your room's floor and your house's ceiling downstairs using my weight." Phoebe joked.
Actually, Zoriah's pretty...
But she's a bit skinny, like a model.
Not that it's a bad thing, Phoebe even admired how Zoriah takes care of her figure and her weight.
She has a super metabolism that everything she eats flushes away that easily without even exercising.
But her weight loss is getting drastic as time goes by which worries her family and friends...
"Excuse me Phoebs, I'll go out. Coach is waiting outside." When Zoriah got up, she did not noticed that she dropped the bottle of her diet pills.
"Z, you dropped something..." She called but Zoriah did not hear it.
Then she went to pick up the bottle, she did not mean to but she saw the name of the drug...
"Fluoxetine - Selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor (SSRI)." Phoebe read the label.
She searched it online but...
It turned out to be confusing.
It was a type of anti-depressant.
Not a diet pill.
"Ahhh!!! Zoriah!!!" Someone screamed outside.
When Phoebe went outside she saw Zack carrying the unconscious Zoriah.
The look of worry etched on his face.
The look that he did not even feign for her when she got her leg injured.
When they got to the hospital. Zack was there too.
The doctors told them about Zoriah's medical history and background. She's Bullimic.
"Z, don't do that to yourself again... You look perfect in anyway possible. I love you." Zack held and kissed Zoriah's hand.
"Zack... I love you too..." Zoriah said holding Zack's cheek.
"I-I have to go..." Phoebe left them alone. She couldn't stand to be there with them.
She went outside to get some fresh air but how unfortunate... It rained.
She did not go back inside and let the rain pour into her head.
The tears would not be so obvious with water anyway. She thought.
Then, the rain really struck some sense into her head. A sudden realization came...
It's time to let him go... Zoriah needs him.
A month after, they all went to the graduation ball. Zack and Zoriah went together... Well, Phoebe does not have a date. The night was going well. She watched Zoriah and Zack danced all night. They looked so good together. Zoriah was resting her head at Zack's chest while the man, holding the small of her back. It really hurts but she just smiled with content.
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ghostlycorpsse-blog · 5 years
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(WARNING: THIS IS A VENT! SELF HARM and drugs are MENTIONED!)
I think I'm going down hill again... To start this out, first of all I've been clean from cutting for about 8 months and the urges I feel make it hard to restrain the temptations. I have never had to fight with myself this hard about it. Ever. I just want to break my razor and pull out the 5 cold metal blades. I want to dig into my arms, my legs, my thighs, ankles, shoulders, stomach... everywhere. I want to make marks over all my old scars and make these new ones. I'm SO TIRED OF FEELING NUMB!!! I just want to feel something else than nothing. Anything. The only thing I can think of is taking those cold blades and feeling the nice burn of the incision you just made on your soft bumpy skin. I want to watch as the blood starts to bubble it's way out of the clean cut I just made.
I'm scared to start again in fear I won't be able to stop. I saw my brothers arms covered in blood. It was dripping all over the floor, all over the counter, I saw him begging for hwlp. That's how I want to be. The only difference is that I won't be begging for help, I won't be scared, I'd be relieved. I'd be happy that my misery is going to end. Nobody is going to miss me. I don't have any friends, I don't know my real family, and my adoptive family just kept passing me around from relative to relative until I got kicked out of the house for telling my 'mom' I didn't like him it's pretty clear people won't be suffering a loss.
I thought I was going to loose my brother forever. Luckily it was nothing major. But that was last year. We don't talk anymore really. He started using some hard drugs and I didn't want to watch him kill himself. I didn't want to witness another potential death. I told him if he wasn't willing to accept help to sober the fuck up then I'm not going to be around to watch him waist his life a way for drugs. He told me he didn't intend on quitting... So I left. Some people call me a hypocrite but I mean, I smoke weed. I can't od on it, I can't abuse it, weed doesnt kill. Meth does. And that's what he's using, and it's what our biological parents were using when they were pregnant with us. My mom even shot meth into her stomach.
Maybe that's why He has his addiction. My bio 'parents' told him they wanted him to grow up just like them. He's following their footsteps. He had been in and out of Juvey since he was 14. We just turned 18 and he's already been to jail. He's been doing meth for 2 maybe 3 years. He doesn't understand that he's throwing everyone that cares about him away.
He's the main reason I'm relapsing. My insomnia is coming back too. Even Cannabis doesn't help with sleep. I'm always the last person to fall asleep. If I'm lucky I usually falls asleep around 1:00 am. Unfortunately most nights I'm up as late as 2:30-3:00 am. I always end up waking up when my boyfriend goes to work. Sometimes it's as early as 6:30 am and if I'm lucky I wake up at 8:00.
It doesn't help the fact that I need to get a second job to afford the bills. I'm already sleep deprived and working a second job is going to give me an hour worth if sleep a day. Why doesn't anyone ever tell you the things you have to sacrifice as an adult?
I'm sorry if you read all of this I just needed to vent. I don't really think it helped much and maybe that's because I cut it short. Names have not been included to protect their identity as well as mine. This is just in case someone I knew or do know won't know who I am or who I'm talking about.
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