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GEORGE'S MARS PLACEMENT

Disclaimer: This post is using the theory that George is a Capricorn Rising. Which would place his Mars in the 9th house (Whole Signs). It is not confirmed, but highly likely. It is chosen based on evidence and theory; take this interpretation with a grain of salt and remember these are MY INTERPRETATIONS! ❤️‍🔥

Today in this post, we'll be deep diving into George's Mars placement in his natal chart! This placement is actually quite intriguing to look at and research, so I hope you all will equally find this fascinating. We'll be looking into the sign, the aspects, the house and the house rulership of this placement. So, let's not waste anytime and get into it! Click here for the link to his rectified natal chart in case you'd like to make any interpretations for yourself.

And please, if you take anything away from this post—as I know it is pretty hefty for people who have little knowledge on astrology, take away the aspects and the verdict/conclusion section the most, as they are the most important to read to get a better understanding of this placement overall. Astrology is so complex; it has a lot of layers to it, and the aspects will tell more of a story than the sign and house ever could alone. Never isolate one placement or one aspect, it's important to look at everything!

Table of Contents:

Ⅰ. What Mars represents.

Ⅱ. George's Mars in Virgo.

Ⅲ. George's Mars in the 9th House.

Ⅳ. George's Mars House Rulerships.

Ⅴ. George's Mars Aspects: ★ ㅤㅤMars inconjunct or quincunx Saturn ㅤㅤㅤㅤMars inconjunct or quincunx Uranus ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤMars square Pluto

Ⅵ. Conclusion.

Ⅰ. WHAT MARS REPRESENTS.

Now as always, let's look at what the planet represents in a natal chart. Mars is the planet of war, so naturally Mars represents our anger and aggression, how we are when we get mad, what can tick us off, but also our drive for things. It is our masculine energy. It can show what can motivate us, and where we direct our energy towards. How we approach getting what we want, how we take action/assertiveness, our passions, and our sexuality.

Mars is kind of like our primal-animal instincts when it comes to sexuality. In a man's chart, Mars can show how he acts in love/in a relationship.

In a woman's chart, Mars is kind of like the "boyfriend" architype, it can show traits of what the woman will find attractive in a partner.

Mars is at home in the signs of Aries & Scorpio, and it is exalted in the sign of Capricorn. Mars is at fall/detriment in the signs of Libra, Taurus & Cancer. Mars is also the planet of separations, arguments, etc. It is a malefic planet, so that means it can be quite a difficult planet to deal with in someone's chart, especially if the native was born during the day, which in this case; George was born during the morning, so Mars is actually one of his more difficult placements (especially when we get into those aspects).

Ⅱ. GEORGE'S MARS IN VIRGO.

Now, with all that being said; George's Mars is in the sign of Virgo. Virgo is a very practical, and analytical sign, so when you have that in Mars, first thing that comes to mind; when he's angry, he will nitpick the hell out of you. He will be so critical, like I see him reading people to absolute filth with this placement. Telling you all about your flaws when he's angry with you.

Now, Mars in Virgo's aren't aggressive by nature. They don't want to be aggressive; it takes them awhile to really get to the point of aggression, but once they get to that boiling point, they will tell you about yourself, the words will be harsh asf! Mars in Virgo's also usually analyze the hell out of everything, and or are very good at analyzing things. Ooh, especially since he's a Scorpio? This analytical side to him is even more amplified. He's a very detailed oriented person definitely.

Mars in Virgo people dislike others who lack common sense, like major pet peeve, same with Mars in Gemini people, but probably even more amplified with Virgo because of their critical nature. They like things that just make sense, very logical people.

In love, he might actually be quite critical towards his partner as well, but this time not out of hate or anger, it'd be out of love, because Mars in Virgo's just want to see the best in you. They want you to be at your best, so they'll like to give you little 'suggestions' we'll say, for you to be better/improve, they know all your flaws because as I said, they'll notice everything about another person.

Mars in Virgo's love language is acts of service, Virgo can be a very self-serving sign, so to the people he cares about/likes/etc. he'll do little things for them that maybe he wouldn't normally do for others. He'll probably really appreciate when a person notices the little things he'll do for them, very cute. His love is not shown in emotional ways, it's shown in a very practical, subtle way. He's definitely the type to act like he doesn't care about someone, but deep down loves them so much, just won't outwardly show it.

He'll instead show it in his actions for the most part, because he is so subtle. Mars in Virgo's tend to make projects out of the people they love because they see potential within that person, they'll see them for what they could be and want that person to get there. This is where the critical comments may come from, they're saying these things because they want you to be where you're supposed to be, in their mind at least.

Virgos, you may have heard, are perfectionist, and especially a Mars in Virgo. George is a natural perfectionist; this is exactly why he doesn't want anyone to edit for him, on the occasion of Dream, but Dream is a Moon and Venus in Virgo, plus Dream's Venus is conjuncting George's mars so they definitely have similar taste in editing styles, this synastry aspect of them definitely helps with that. This is also definitely a factor as to why it takes forever for him to upload YouTube videos because of his perfectionism, wanting to make sure everything is right in his eyes.

These people can also be massive overthinkers, because they see every scenario to things, to the point where it prevents them from doing or starting certain things. So, they can have trouble getting what they want because they analyze so much on how they'll get it and what could go wrong, etc. So, they don't act as quickly as they could.

George can have moments where he is his own biggest critic, even if he doesn't admit it or want to say it. This is typical of Virgo placements, they are usually very self-critical even if they're critical of others, they are worse to themselves.

He can at times be sensitive to criticism or being told off about himself. Virgo is actually quite the sensitive sign, you may not know/see it, because they usually like to show that they have it together emotionally, but they can be sensitive people deep down. I can see him respond to criticism about himself in quite defensive ways.

Virgo is ruled by the planet Mercury. Mercury is the fastest moving planet, it's very quick. Mars is our action and movements, so this could mean that George can be quite fidgety, maybe he likes fidget toys perhaps. These people can have a nervous energy, similar to Gemini since Gemini is also ruled by Mercury. They can be in their head a lot. They need to be on the move a lot, or they prefer to be on the move or doing something at least because Mars in Virgo people have a hard time relaxing.

Similar to Mars in Gemini again; Mars in Gemini and Virgo are honestly similar. Except Geminis are very scattered and inconsistent, frazzled, while Virgo is more organized and can see things through more than a Gemini, but they honestly have quite similar energies.

Mars in Virgo people usually have a particular way of doing things, or a "system" of how they do things. They're quite meticulous. They usually like to feel productive, like they like to have a schedule set for them to do during the day, even if they are lazy, depending on other placements, they don't like to feel like they're lazy.

Some of these people can actually feel quite fulfilled in themselves if they have a schedule planned for the day or if they're just being productive!

Mars in Virgos—and really just Virgo placements in general, like cleanliness. They want others around them to be clean, they'll point out if you aren't clean or if you smell a certain way that's not favorable to them. Even if they're a mess themselves and a hypocrite they'll still want others and their surroundings to be clean, organized and neat.

I would say this is more prominent for people with Venus in Virgo, but it can be for Mars in Virgo too.

I think especially if you're a woman with this placement, you probably want your partner to be really clean, or just find that very attractive when a person is clean, has really good hygiene, that might be very attractive to you more so than other people.

In bed (+18) he may like the thought of pleasing the other person a lot, and doing the things that has had the most success. He may pay close attention to things that turn you on because as I said, Virgos are very analytical and detailed orientated, they'll make note of what worked and what didn't. I wouldn't be surprised if he was into shower sex, haha.

Virgos are also often called the "secret freaks" of the zodiac, so interpret that what you will with this.

Since Virgo is ruled by Mercury, he may like dirty talk because Mercury rules communication, it rules the mind, so he'll like it if someone can stimulate his mind.

Now I'd say this is more so with Mars in Gemini that are really big into the mind more so than Mars in Virgos, but it is something to add and can definitely ring true for some Mars in Virgos out there.

They may really like the fantasy aspect of sex, they could be into voyeurism, or even maybe watching porn.

Weirdly, and this is strictly my interpretation here, I feel like Mars in Virgos would be into degradation, because they're so critical they'll bring that energy to the bedroom if that makes sense. These are the different ways the sexuality could manifest with this placement.

Ⅲ. GEORGE'S MARS IN THE 9TH HOUSE.

George has his Mars in his 9th house, but what does the 9th house represent? The 9th house in astrology represents all things foreign to us, long-distance travel, higher education and higher knowledge; think colleges/university level of education, philosophy and spirituality, it can represent where we are lucky in life, traditionally it rules the father and the father's teachings, can represent mentors, can represent our belief system, our thoughts on religion and politics. This house is usually associated with the sign, Sagittarius.

When you have Mars in the 9th house, this could mean that you are very passionate about things of the 9th house, traveling and exploring foreign lands. You could be passionate about gaining experiences from these places. It doesn't even necessarily need to be your passion, but you could just put more physical action into things like traveling. This doesn't surprise me at all considering George travels almost every other week, he travels constantly. I do sense that he's interested in different cultures, he seems really into the Spanish language, and Spanish people and countries as of lately. These people are lifelong learners. These people could be very active in other countries. If they're not feeling the greatest or just at a low point in their life, travelling might actually make them feel better. Having Mars in the 9th house could make someone put a lot of effort into their education. Mainly higher levels of education; college or university. Their education could be where their mars show up in their life. So, George could've been putting a lot of effort into his studies when he was in Uni. I do recall him saying that after he 'dropped out' of school and went back, he worked really hard to not fail. He said that he did very well and worked his butt off and became a very high achiever. In my mind, this was him utilizing his mars.

These people, personality wise, can be straightforward or blunt, could be very honest. These people could be quite opinionated, and when expressing their beliefs or opinions could sound combative, aggressive, or just passionate in their tone, sometimes without even meaning to, this is just how they express their thoughts on these topics (religion, politics, philosophy, etc.). They could also be argumentative about these things with others, could be quite pushy people. They could have a habit of pushing their beliefs on others, so they have to be cautious of that. This could be a "know-it-all" placement, because they gain a lot of knowledge about the world, that they could be a little big headed, haha. Can also have a "better than" attitude sometimes. They'd consider themselves intelligent. These people could do well/be in the entertainment industry, which, George is so 💡! His whole job, of streaming of being a content creator is to entertain!

If Mars is afflicted in this house, meaning it has mostly or only has challenging aspects, then this could mean that at some point in the native's life, the father could've been physically separated from them with this placement, which... I don't know everything that happened in George's family life, but I do know his dad wasn't always physically present. George does have an afflicted Mars, but I will touch more on that in the aspects section of this post. These people could have slight fallouts with family members, but overall is pretty close to the family. The father could've been into sports, he could've also been a combative personality as well. It's possible that the native could've gotten into arguments with the father more, because remember, Mars represents things like arguments and that being in the house that traditionally represents the father? This is what can manifest. The 9th house could represent who we look up to as an inspiration, so the people Mars in the 9th house tend to look up to, could be people who are more Martian in their energy, so they could be men or have more masculine energy, they could be sports or competitive figures, could be go-getters, etc.

These people could also be good at sports or have an interest in sports, which, I think George used to do some type of sport when he was younger(?) and he's into football (soccer) as well. A great outlet for this Mars placement is physical activity, these people especially could benefit from going to the gym or playing sports, doing something physical. These people could find luck or opportunities in these things, could find meaning and purpose in these activities! If you're lacking meaning of fulfilment with this placement, try doing some type of physical activity! It's a good thing that George has been going to the gym lately, hope he continues! Without a good outlet, these people could be more combative with others and use that as an outlet instead. Now, this isn't going to be for every person with Mars in the 9th house, but I'm just telling you the possible manifestations of this placement.

Little bonus things I've read on this placement: Could've been sexually attracted to a teacher or a mentor at some point in their life. These people might've or could've had a sexual encounter in another country or a foreign land, or whilst traveling—oop. These people could also be quite restless!

Ⅳ. GEORGE'S MARS HOUSE RULERSHIPS.

House rulerships might be slightly confusing for people who aren't super familiar with it. Basically, each sign of the zodiac is associated with a planet, which is called a "ruler". So, I'll try to give an example with this;

Let's say you have an Aries rising in your chart, and so your first house would be in Aries then, right? Aries is ruled by the planet mars, so you look to where mars is in your chart--and let's say mars is in your 10th house. That would mean your 1st house ruler is in the 10th house.

Now when people do this, I highly recommend using the traditional rulership for each planet, and don't use the outer planets. This is what I and most astrologers do. So no, Scorpio is not ruled by the planet Pluto, it is the MODERN co-ruler, but not the traditional ruler, the traditional ruler for Scorpio is Mars. House rulership is mainly a traditional astrology concept, so works best with the traditional rulers.

Here is a list of all the sign rulerships: Aries - Mars Taurus - Venus Gemini - Mercury Cancer - Moon Leo - Sun Virgo - Mercury Libra - Venus Scorpio - Mars Sagittarius - Jupiter Capricorn - Saturn Aquarius - Saturn Pisces - Jupiter

Now with that being said, George has two of these. George has his 4th house ruler in the 9th house and has his 11th house ruler in the 9th house. So, let's go through these separately, this shouldn't take long, it's really easy to interpret what these mean for him, it's pretty straightforward.

Let's talk about his 4th house ruler in the 9th house, and what this could mean for him:

So, the 4th house commonly represents the home, with the ruler being in the 9th house of foreign countries to your own, traveling, etc., this obviously could interpret that George at some point in his life, will live in another country different to his own! Which, he did.

See? Pretty easy right? Now let's talk about the second one. What his 11th house ruler in the 9th house could mean for him, even easier I promise:

If you know your houses then you should know that the 11th house means your friendships, groups and organizations! With that being in the 9th house, this could mean that his friends are far-away from him or are foreign to him. This makes sense, his close friends are one; American, and two; were literally overseas from him when he was in England, so yes very far away!

Hope you learned a little something about house rulerships and how to interpret them, this was kind of a mini tutorial but it's necessary because I'm going to interpret his house rulerships in other deep-dive posts for his main inner planets from now on. Now with that being said, let's finally get into...

Ⅴ. GEORGE'S MARS ASPECTS.

After all of that information, let's finally get into these aspects, shall we? These aspects will paint a picture of his mars, more than the previous things we've talked about, they'll add so much info and nuance, so if you made it this far, thank you. I know it's a lot. Now George has a major square aspect which we'll talk about in a bit, but the other two (the green dotted lines) are inconjunctions/quincunxes! You might be asking, "what about those yellow aspects shown in the image of his birth chart?" those are very minor aspects, and because they're minor, there is barely enough info on them to make a full interpretation. I wouldn't go worrying about these aspects, as they don't have the strongest impact as these other ones.

Now also, depending on what birth TIME you use, George's mars could be aspecting his ascendant as well, since he says he was born in the morning on several occasions, that would mean his ascendant degree would be from either 0 - 7. Now at 7° I don't know if mars would be strongly aspected, but from 5° and below it absolutely would be aspected. I only put it at 14 for generalization and because of an astrological technique called rectification. Let me know if you think I should use the chart with the earlier degrees, since they are technically more accurate than the 14° generalized chart I use all the time for these readings, and since the generalized chart makes his birth time at 12:25 PM, which is not the morning.

Anyways, I will say that these two quincunxes coming from his Uranus, Saturn and Mars form an aspect pattern which is often referred to as "the finger of God" or a YOD. And just for the people that are like, "what the fuck are you talking about, astro?" I will show you!

a YOD aspect, is a rare aspect to have in a natal chart, it's significant and should not be discarded. It is often called a destiny point, in that it shows spiritual significance in one's chart. The YOD aspect is often found in the charts of people whose lives are filled with intensity and adjustments. A lot of times I've noticed that YOD aspects are passed down from family members, so it's entirely possible that one of George's parents has this aspect in their chart as well.

YOD events can usually be seen and activated in transits when a planet aspect them via transit. We won't get into all of that, as I'm not the best with transit astrology at all, but just putting that out there. When these YOD events occur in the native's life, it's often out of the blue, depending on the planets involved with this YOD could definitely show how the event could happen.

People with the YOD aspect could feel they have a certain "mission" in life, or a certain purpose in life that they can't explain. This aspect can be challenging and uncomfortable so just because someone has this, doesn't mean that it's necessarily the best. It's quite karmic in nature.

Mars inconjunct or quincunx Saturn:

George's Mars is making a 150° aspect, aka an inconjunction to his Saturn. So first let me explain what an inconjunction is. An inconjunction is when two planets have literally nothing in common with each other, they don't see each other on the zodiac wheel, their energies are completely different and now they're making an aspect with one another. With a square aspect, it's challenging but they are in the same modality (cardinal, fixed, mutable) with each other, meaning for a square to happen they must be within the same modality, and for an opposition, they have to also be in the same modality but this time they're opposite on the zodiac, for example: Aries and Libra are both cardinal signs but they are opposite to each other on the zodiac wheel, forming an opposition. But with an inconjunction, there is none of that, and this is a very tricky aspect to get a handle of because it's like you're trying to make two people who have 0 in common, work together, but once you successfully have worked through these challenges can it turn into something great.

So how can this aspect manifest in his life? There was surprisingly a lot of information on this aspect, which is good! But... yeah, unfortunately this one is a more difficult aspect. The self-esteem is damaged with this aspect and was usually damaged early on by a male figure. Now this doesn't have to necessarily mean the dad, it could mean any high authoritative in his life, like a teacher or something and or another male family member, we'll never know. But this figure was very intimidating to the native, and their egos were made to feel useless against these individuals. These people grew up with a sense of guilt for using their egos, something or someone in their life taught them that it wasn't okay, so these people can have guilt for asserting themselves, for expressing that Martian energy because the Saturn comes down on it, saying "You can't do that". I think this is even more prominent considering he has his Saturn in Aries, and what Saturn in Aries people struggle with is also struggling to assert themselves. Let me know if you'd like a deep dive on his Saturn placement! They are very much living out some type of early messages that they got when they were younger. These people have guilt for even having desires, for getting what they want, for demanding what they want. They want things but are unsure if they deserve them and how they should go about getting them. They create their own setbacks and limits.

These people have trouble respecting themselves, and especially demanding respect, so they can often end up in relationships (romantic or platonic) or in jobs where they put up with things that they aren't okay with. They have confidence issues at the core of it all, but they project to the outside world the opposite. They are over compensators when it comes to putting on a front that they're strong, and confident, or on their abilities to do something because showing weakness is not okay to do in their heads. These people can be master's at self-punishment, in often a physical way that can render them immobilized later on in life. Sometimes these people self-punish themselves with a physically demanding job! It's common for people with this aspect to develop arthritis later in life or maybe have problems or conditions in relation to the bones because it is a reflection of their attitudes towards themselves. These people can often think black and white.

These people are often unsure about their place in society and their place in relationships. These people don't know or have the best sense of direction, so they usually get that from the outside world. What these people really should work on is developing good self-esteem. These people should give themselves the permission to act out their Martian energies, because it is often repressed or punished by themselves. They should also work on respecting themselves, and demanding respect in their relationships, because these people can often get into relationships where they are being taken advantage of. And once these natives get a hold of this aspect, it can turn into something really beautiful. They can become rock solid individuals if they put in the conscious work to improve this aspect.

Mars inconjunct or quincunx Uranus:

George's Mars is making a 150° aspect, aka an inconjunction to his Uranus. So how can this manifest for him? So, this was one where I quite literally only found three resources for, so forgive me for the lack of information here, I wish that wasn't the case. But from what I've gathered there is a conflict between wanting independence but also wanting stability and security. These people could feel hindered by society in some way, like by the expectations society puts on them. They just have this desire to be independent, while also still desiring a foundation, a tug and pull type of energy.

These people need to find ways to channel their rebellious spirit into something that is constructive and something that doesn't disrupt others in the process because these people tend to do that, so they have to be careful to not burn bridges with people. They tend to disrupt their relationships by creating unnecessary chaos, so they need a constructive outlet and learn to respect others boundaries because these people could possibly have boundary issues (not shocked). These people should try to find ways to be able to express themselves, and assertiveness without alienating others around them.

These people are also quite energetic and can sometimes have random moments of high motivation! With work, these people can discover new ways to assert themselves authentically and figure out the complexities of feelings, relationships and responsibilities they'll have.

Mars square Pluto:

Saved the most fascinating one (to me) for last! So George's Mars is making a 90° aspect, aka a square to his Pluto. Let's talk about what a square means first. A square is a challenging aspect between two planets that causes inner tension. The two planets share the same modality (cardinal, mutable or fixed), but are not opposite on the zodiac wheel. Squares are important, because they, just like all challenging aspects, allow room for growth, and especially this aspect has a lot of room for growth. They are like motivators inside of us for action and change, shows where we need to put more effort in!

So how can this aspect manifest in George's life? Well, usually people with this aspect grew up with some type of combativeness in the background, this can range from parent's fighting to more extremes like violence. Not everyone with this aspect will experience the extremes, I'm just saying what we can see happen here. These people growing up could've found it difficult to assert themselves with this aspect. They could've been stripped of their ability to assert themselves somehow, and it could thus manifest in two ways when these individuals grow up. They could either grow up with their Mars dominating this aspect; very combative and on guard towards others, or they could grow up with their Pluto dominating this aspect; being hesitant to assert themselves and having a lot of pent-up and repressed anger, aggression and resentment to the point it blows up.

Now I think for George, his Pluto is dominating this aspect for him, as when you consider the other aspect we've talked about here, his Mars-Saturn quincunx to be exact, there seems to be a theme for not being able to assert oneself. George can possess a very intense, and destructive anger if he lets it out! When these people let out their anger, it can be quite a shock to the people around them! Others would have never guessed that the native would be capable of being like that.

Now when you have Mars, the planet that represents our sexuality, squaring and creating an intense tension with Pluto, the planet that can represent our sexual desires, these people have the capability to possess high levels of sexual energy! These people can either have high sex-drives or could be seen as very sexually magnetic to others. These people's approach to love and intimacy can be very intense at times. In a negative manifestation of this aspect, they can have the ability to manipulate their sexual partner. These people could have a strong desire to assert their dominance in relationships, for they possess dominance within them. I could see for the individuals who have trouble properly expressing their anger, via bottling it up, could want to direct that energy in the bedroom and that's where the dominance could show up potentially. There's just this need for control. People with this aspect could either really want to be dominated in bed or could really want to be the one dominating, it's either or.

These people can possess incredible willpower. This aspect can turn into a massive positive if these individuals are able to direct this energy properly, because this energy is very powerful! They have the ability to possess excellent amounts of drive and can really get what they set to want. These people also have the ability to become very powerful in life if they can hone in this energy.

Overall, if these people can get a hold on their intense anger, whether it be pent-up or outward, these people can become really powerful and extremely driven individuals. They can also turn their high sexual energy into drive for something greater! They are capable of it that's for sure.

Ⅵ. CONCLUSION.

In conclusion, with the help of these aspects, we can see a consistent theme with George having trouble properly asserting himself. Even though he may have that 9th house mars, which on the surface can seem like he'd be very outward and opinionated within regards to 9th house topics, these aspects tell us a different story and add more context and information to how this energy is expressed. This is why we must look at everything in astrology, not just the sign and the house!

There is a problem with expressing his more martian energy, there is some type of guilt or shame or hesitance with expressing it as well, which leads to repressed, bottled-up anger which could be very destructive once let out. It reminds me of another clip I have, where George let out this destructive, and honestly quite chaotic anger, but immediately regretted it afterwards.

There is some amount of guilt or shame he has with getting angry or showing aggression, like I keep hearing "I feel bad" in my head, like he feels bad showing this side of him, this aggression. Maybe because he knows how ugly it can get, like I'm thinking back to when he got boiling mad during that MC basketball game and threatened to punch his monitor. It may be valid in some instances to hold back and not show this side, of course, but there are moments in life where you do have to utilize this energy and when you are hesitant to, you can get walked all over on, or build resentment towards others overtime, then all of a sudden you'll lash out and cause even more problems than if you just delt with it properly in the beginning, but he doesn't know how to. He's not a direct type of person at all, or at least tries not to be direct, he's very passive when in regard to this. But he can only be passive-aggressive for so long until it gets fucking ugly, and it can get there if he's pushed to his absolute limit, but he has a lot of tolerance for it. Reminds me of how on an episode of Banter, when talking about his altercation with Sapnap, when Sapnap slapped him, George said something like, he knew that if he retaliated back, that it'd be "war", so he decided to just sit back and take it, he has a lot of patience for this type of stuff it seems.

What George needs to learn and work on is letting some of that Martian energy out, but in a constructive and positive way, not in a destructive or chaotic way since he seems to have the tendency for that. Now he will make mistakes, but I do think that as he ages, he will get better at asserting himself and being more comfortable in his Martian energy, perhaps during his Saturn return? He seems to also have the ability to work really hard when he puts his mind to something, which is really good and should be utilized more often! However, there could possibly be problems with even starting or getting the ball rolling, whether that be him overthinking or perfectionism getting in the way, whatever it may be.

What do you think? Do you agree with this interpretation? Did you make any connections to moments where George may have shown these traits within himself? Or perhaps you learned something about George or astrology in general reading this!

These posts are meant to be educational to an extent, so if you learned something about astrology or George, then I'm more than happy! Seriously the messages I get telling me that they've learned so much about astrology because of me make me the most happiest :')

Next up in this deep-dive series we will be going over George's Venus placement! Stay tuned, and if you enjoyed this post, be sure to reblog!

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Tw: Yandere, kinks teasing, mommy issues,blood, Gore.

If you’re not age 18+ then don’t read this and if you’re comfy with me writing any of the triggering things. Then please get off of my posts and account and go read someone elses work that is safe and comfy for you.

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- Well first of all, you started as Roxana agriche personal maid and you had to take care of her needs and her pet’s. You hated the fact she was really pretty and could get you to believe her anytime she wants. With just a sad look like a puppy when it’s sad.

- She is very possessive over you to the point, if you ever show her love and treat her more than a tool, she’ll try and get you to stay with her forever, till death due her apart from you both. The most part she had her personal maid look after you and maybe a secret butterfly just in case you didn't escape from her grips.

- Like her brothers, you started out as a toy for her Cause her old one was getting boring and she hates how her other toy doesn’t talk back to her and couldn’t be punished just like you. You did develop kinks while you’re with her, maybe mommy issues.

- When she finds out you have kinks and maybe issues such as parental issues. She found it very hot but satisfied now she could break you by using the information against you. When she also could explore some kinks with you and tease you about your kinks while you tease her about hers.

- When someone hurts you Roxana wasn’t fond when she found out. How dare they hurt her delicate poisonous flower. She would not dare but to hurt them ten times more than they did to you. You were her obsession after all. And then she would kill them in a gore ways like how she likes it.

- You belong to her and no one else, you belong to her and you know that. You gave her love and now she is your problem to deal with. And she was really at first when she received you. She found no interested in you but now she has.

- After killing her whole family with you. Well apart from her mother Sirena, She became the duchess of the house and you both got married around the remaining dead body since she planned the wedding to happen a day early and when she killed her family except for Sirena she is still alive.

- You and Roxana had two twins (both were donated sperm). A Baby boy and a baby girl, you both were happy because both of them had some of your genes. You named the boy after her real brother, and she named the girl [Girl name of choice]. You both live a marriage of trauma and obsession so called “love”.

HIII

ALSO ITS SUCH AN HONOR FOR SOMEONE TO WRITE A FIC INSPIRED BY ME MWAH MWAH<3

so, i read it, and the plot is good but the sentence structure is abit off(expected because english isnt your first language)

you have-like, alot of missing places where conjunctions or commas could be.

ex->When someone hurts you Roxana wasn’t fond when she found out. turns to-> When someone hurts you, Roxana isn't too fond of it when she finds out.

also grammars a bit off but who am i to judge tbh?

Also, in some of the phrases, italic font could be used to add a more sinister vibe.

ie.-> "love" turns to "love."

or maybe a little s effect in some places.

like->maybe even mommy issues.

IT HAS A VERY GOOD PLOT!! thanks again :D

#leigetalks #leigewrites

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glorified-red · 1 year

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Oh you’re an English major? Can you tell me more about what’s it like? I’m currently a senior and I think I might change my major to English before starting in the fall. What’s your main career goal?

Oh ho ho, you just opened a huge can of worms my friend.

(To the tune of Percy Jackson the Musical): Look, I didn't wanna be an english major. For the past 7 years I wanted to be a film major but yk, crises always hit the week before you start your first semester of your Bachelors degree I suppose.

So as of late late late december, after I had already went to orientation as a film major and even PICKED ALL MY FILM CLASSES.

Huff.

I became an english major.

My current line up is:

Writing/Rhetoric Major

English Linguistics Minor

Editing and Publishing Certificate

I want to be an editor. I fell in love with editing ever since I was in that old Discord group and started editing fics for the first time and I realized I was damn good at it too. But alas, my college doesn't offer an editing major or even an editing minor so I had to pick two random semi-on track english choices for those.

And I thought it was fitting to major in literature based writing and minor in the scientific side of English so that when I get to editing stories, I can use literature knowledge, science knowledge, AND basic editing training. Like a 3 for 1 special all wrapped up in a Red Bow.

As of right now I'm a junior in college (at 19 whoo), first semester of my bachelors, and all my classes are in the linguistics category (because SOMEONE decided to change majors a week before classes started and thought, yea, there will be classes for my major left. Fucking idiot)

The science side of English is fascinating to me, I'm learning phoentics and how to transcribe sounds. Im learning about how language affects culture, identity, and even thought.

Like, did you know that the way English was designed predestined us to view the past, present, and future as completely seperate ideas and entities? Simply because of its grammar?

Thats why we (Americans) struggle with the concept of the past repeating itself or the "past" being super long ago even tho it actually only happened a few decades ago (cough slavery cough). Because we think the past is seperate from the present.

It also makes us shitty at helping the future (global warming? nah, thats not gonna affect us anytime soon. Saving money? Nah, we'll figure it out.)

I'm learning stuff like that, how english affects so many parts of your life simply because its your native tongue.

Im also proofreading/editing and coding a huge project funded by a national department and I have no clue how I got into that. Could not tell you. But it looks BANGER on my resume so.

Since I'm on the science sides of things right now it's hard to say what an english major life looks like because theres three categories of English: literature (writing), linguistic (history/science/purpose), and process (editing/publishing).

I will say, for all of them (linguistic, less-so), expect essays to be a thing. It seems like a given but man, I was not expecting to have to write an essay 3 weeks into the semester. Granted I enjoy writing essays and I'm good at them so it doesnt bug me, but still.

Also, people have egos sometimes. They will ask you who your favorite author is an expect you to have read allllll the classics and famous books, heaven forbid if you dont.

Have a read a single Jane Austen book? Fuck no. Do I have a favorite author thats not a childrens author? Absolutely not. Could I read a shakespearian play without falling asleep? Pfft nope.

But that's not what makes you an english major so don't let anyone bully you like that, they're always just overcompensating for something.

What makes you an english major?

Wired glasses, tucked in shirts, turtle necks, and a messenger bag.

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As someone who is enjoying reading fanfics and used to write some short horror stories and also fanfics back in the days, I'm thinking of starting to post some here. I never actually tried to post my writings, I always was shy and insecure about my work, but lately I was thinking that no one who knows me irl knows me here, so maybe I won't be judged about some stuff and that I don't have to be afraid of anything.

I used to have a great muse companied with my imagination, but when I started university all this just disappeared. Since I graduated I felt like I have no will to do anything. I didn't want to write, draw, listen to music or even watch my favorite shows and movies. Maybe I was in some kind of depression or something, I never went to a doctor anyways so I don't know. Sometimes I feel the same way even now, everything looks pointless and I just don't want to do anything.

Anyway, enough of my boring blabbing. I hope you enjoy my stuff, aaaaand that's it.

P. S.: I forgot to introduce myself 😂😅 (If you're interested read below:)

My name is Gerry. I'm 29 years old (yea, I know I'm old, spare me pls! 😂), and I'm going under the pronounces of She/Her.

Interesting stuff for me:

* I'm from Europe and English is not my native language (so excuse me if I make some mistakes in the future😅 also I will appreciate it if you can correct me when I do so, so I can take some notes to not make them again 😁)

* I really love stuff that helps me escape from reality- music, movies and tv shows, books, writing, video games (not the bad stuff that people sell in the dark alleys, if you thought about them 😑 I'm not that kind of person)

* I'm a cat and a wolf lover (yea, I love dogs and other animals, but cats and wolves make me feel so peaceful and calm. I guess you can say that they're my spirit animals. ☺️)

* I'm a metalhead so don't be surprised if you see some songs mentioned in my writings. My favorite genre is Metalcore. 😁🤘🖤

I guess that's it for now. If you have any questions you can ask me anytime. ☺️

Bye for now! ☺️🖤

#introduction #imagines #stories #blabbering #writing #newbie

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The Old Salem Post

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EDITOR: What a Most Wonderful time of the year in our town. This past Friday night our first Christmas Memory tree lighting was extra-special and non-commercial by a blessing from Greg Varner, the reading of a Christmas Story by Dean Bare, and singing of traditional Christmas Carols by bystanders as candles were held and lit all around. There is something most wonderful in our little town, this time of the year and always. On Sunday afternoon the streets were lined for our annual parade of floats, dancers, vehicles, horses, and Santa. Our town shows the Christmas Spirit of love that was sent to us. Christmas is about sharing, and loving one another, and sharing the love of Christ and His coming to others. That is what Christmas is all about. LRM

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Sharing: Eddie and I were eating lunch at Gather in Walhalla. A former teacher noticed us and stopped by our table to ask about our son, whom he had taught at the former T-S Middle and High School. T-S was a small, close-knit school closed by the school district in 2016. The teacher said, “ I keep up with him on Facebook. I like to keep up with my Tamassee-Salem family.” The friend eating with us was amazed. “ Now, that is special!” she said, as all of us remained silent in the sweet remembering of our special small town school. LMartin

2nd Week of Advent: Peace: Christmas is an invitation to share the news of the coming of Christ as we seek unity and peace with everyone. “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.” Luke 2: 14

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ave-the-enby · 2 years

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I can't remember a time where I didn't read to myself. When I was three, in preschool, I was already reading to myself. The little bookshelf that they had, I was usually there reading until one of my friends would drag me away to go play.

I just remembered that the teachers, at least one of them I remember, would get annoyed with me for being over there. Even though all I was doing was reading, and would ask if I was actually reading it or just looking at the pictures.

Or don't grab a book, that's for quiet time, a teacher can't read to you while we're having play time. I never asked for someone to read to me, I'd just pick a book and start reading.

That carried through until first grade, anytime I was reading, people would ask things like that. Telling me that I need to pick easier books, the chapter books are for the big kids. Here is a book with pictures, it's easier to read.

It didn't bother me much at the time, I gave them the benefit of the doubt that they just didn't know that I like reading. That I genuinely know what's happening in the story.

Thinking about it now, my cousin, she's native, but she is white passing. When she would be reading a chapter book, or any thick book, she would be congratulated for it, while I would be grilled about it.

That on top of the stories my told me about her reading us stories, and would be mocked for it because what was the point. Everyone knows rez kids don't read, it's surprising she could read to begin with.

It's frustrating, I'm not surprised by what was happening. Every school I went to, when I'd retake the reading test to see my placement, it was questioned if I just guessed or not. Because my vocabulary was fairly advanced if I didn't.

I got my love of books from my mom, she was the same way as a kid, any book she could get her hands on, she'd read it. She got the same kind of harassment, if not worse as a kid.

I can't imagine seeing a little kid completely engrossed in a book and having to stop them to ask if they could read it. Because they don't look like they could.

It's really no wonder why I hated the color of my skin when I was little.

#Thank you school librarians for backing me up when a teacher would try to take away my book #They'd point out that the books the teachers were trying to give me were way below my reading level #That the one I picked was one I should be reading

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seventhfracture · 2 years

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There’s a bit of a long message incoming, so forgive me for that.

I finished your fic Heirs and Spares today. I couldn’t read it all in one sitting, as I normally would, because it was such an emotional experience for me.

I’ve grown up my whole life not feeling things the normal way, the way everyone else feels things. I don’t feel romantic love in the traditional sense, so I labelled myself aromantic and asexual, but I don’t particularly feel any other kinds of love either.

I’ve never been able to truly care about people. I don’t even know what people mean, exactly, when they say they love someone or care about someone. I’ve never felt that. Any friends I’ve had have been people who weren’t boring who could give me acceptable company at school.

As such, I’ve learnt how to fake emotions perfectly. I smile when I feel like it’s needed, laugh and console and do whatever one might expect. I’m nowhere near as good at it as I imagine your Light to be, but I manage in that there’s no one in my life that dislikes me, and most of the people I keep around myself trust me wholly. I’m manipulative, and a liar, and privately, a huge asshole.

And I’ve hated this about myself for as long as I’ve known that my emotions, or lack thereof, isn’t normal. I don’t do anything to actively hurt the people in my life, but I’ve never done anything ‘our of the goodness of my heart’ either, because as far as I’m concerned, that goodness doesn’t exactly exist.

You can guess by now, I’m sure, why your fic was revolutionary for me. I’m probably not going to stop thinking I’m a horrible person anytime soon, but I’ve been trying to embrace the fact that that it’s not all bad courtesy of the single person I do feel some semblance of love for.

If there’s ever a fanfic that I print out and bind into a physical book, it’s going to be this one. To see someone like myself, loved, and accepted, to see that maybe its true that the intentions behind actions don’t always matter—it feels revolutionary.

So I just wanted to let you know—you’ve managed to make the life of a seventeen-year-old girl better. You’ve helped her accept herself.

(And I know you might not appreciate getting the sob story of random asshole in you inbox. But I needed to say something, so I appreciate you all the more if you’ve actually read all that.)

Hey Buddy, thank you for taking the time to write this out. You didn't have to and, anon or not, you're opening up a part of yourself I'm sure you don't often bring out for house guests.

"Heirs and Spares" is a fic I'm really proud of but I'm especially glad its found you. Because an important part of that fic is that Light, and lots of other people like you, experience the world in a fundamentally different way. Existing in a world that wasn't designed for you is hard. Other people are walking around native to a language of emotions and experiences you don't share and it makes you feel like a foreigner in your own spaces. But just because Light doesn't "feel things right" does not mean he is an inherently bad person or an unlikable protagonist and, later, Light finds that actually a lot of his friends and family will still love and respect him even if he's a little less manicured and a bit more his authentic self.

I am delighted I could give you a piece of fiction where you felt seen and heard. Because I know I didn't get enough of those at seventeen. I'm glad too that you've got someone in your personal life that you feel close to in whatever capacity that becomes. If you were fourteen or thirty I would still say; you're going to grow and change. Life is not stagnant.

A lot of people will tell you that you have to "have good intentions" to be a good person but that's bullshit. Actions speak much louder that words and sometimes even lacklustre/shitty intentions are irrelevant in the face of good actions. By the sounds of things you live a life where you're not trying to break the other animals in the enclosure and I'm proud of you for doing that because it wouldn't be easy. You are not an inherently bad person and I am sorry that a lot of media probably throws around words like "sociopath" and shit which makes you feel demonized every day.

I.... I don't have much, certainly not much helpful. But thank you for sending this. And I am sending you only the best wishes.

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kazoosandfannypacks · 3 years

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Me, thinking about RTA again: Okay, so in the entire series you see three kings...

My brain: Three kings?

Me: Yeah? Frederic, Edmund, and Trevor. Three king... Oh no.

My brain: WE THREE KINGS OF ORIENT ARE

Me: gosh dang it brain, it's the middle of June!

#rapunzels tangled adventure #king frederic #king edmund #King trevor #We three kings #Christmas #Christianity #Now anytime someone reads the nativity story #Imma think of these three kings #Tw caps

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mishmosh-chaos · 2 years

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Make A Wish

- Final Fantasy VII Oneshot/Fanfic -

Pairing: Cloud x Reader

Words: 5,3k

Genre: angst/fluff (and my poor attempt to try and write 'funny scenes' 🤭)

Warnings: some swearing

A LITTLE A/N : First, hello to all! 👋 So, this is my first Final Fantasy VII based fanfic / oneshot. I write for another fandom with my main blog, but atm I have a serious writing blockage there. 😩 And as I recently had a pleasure of re-watching Advent Childern, and got reminded of how much I loved this whole FFVII/AC story (and Cloud), the idea for this came to me. So, to whoever might read it, I hope you'll somehow find it likable.😊🖤

And I apologize for any mistakes as english is not my native language.

Thoughtfully, you make your way to the Seventh Heaven, going in your mind through all that still need to be done for tonight, when your thoughts get interrupted by someone shouting your name.

„Hey, Y/N, wait!“

You didn't need to turn to see who it was – you would recognize Cloud's voice anytime, anywhere.

Cloud Strife, a blond, mysterious and rather withdrawn guy who made your heart beat faster from the very first moment you met him little over a year ago, was sprinting to catch up with you.

You met Cloud through Tifa, who you knew for years, and when you ended up here in Midgar helped you settle down and even offered you a job at the bar, that you happily agreed to. From then on, you got to meet them all, and new friendships accrued, including the friendship with Cloud.

You were actually surprised yourself how quickly and easily you two became so close, as you weren't exactly the most easiest and open person in the world to befriend. Heck, it took Tifa ages to even get you to talk to her all those years ago, let alone anything else.

And Cloud wasn't that much different from you, so you always assumed that was probably the reason you two clicked so quick – you know, two peas in a pod and all that.

Tifa would constantly tell you that Cloud was ten times worse than you before, and always teas you that he must like you, that there must be something special he sees in you when you managed to crack...uhm, how did she say it again? Ah, yeah – to crack Mr. Grumpy's defense wall so easily.

And as always, you'd just laugh at it, but deep inside, your heart would skip a beat as you so much wished for it to be true. Because, no matter how well you thought you were managing to hide it from others, you couldn't hide it from yourself – you were definitely, utterly, over-your-head in love with Cloud.

But you never dared to say anything to him. Although, there were moments between the two of you that got you contemplate on the possibility those feelings were mutual. But you always ended up convincing yourself that it was all just your imagination.

So instead of stopping to wait for him, you quicken your steps. And it wasn't just because you were affraid to be alone with Cloud, since you weren't sure how much longer you could keep all that inside you. Well, it was mostly because of it, lets be honest here. But there was another good reason for your behaviour.

It was Cloud's birthday today, and Tifa and you were planning a surprise party for him, even though his grumpiness levels would spike up drastically whenever someone mentioned his upcoming birthday in these last two weeks. But you clearly saw a hint of excitement about it in his eyes no matter how well he thought he was hiding it.

So now you had two secrets to keep from him, and all things considered, you were terrified of what might slip from your mouth first, so you just wanted to get to the bar as fast as possible.

But you were in no luck, Cloud was by your side within seconds, matching your pace with ease.

„Where's the fire, shorty?“

Argh, why did he have to make it even harder for you than it already was! It was a nickname that he first started to use for you after you asked him to help you reach something from the shelf in the bar, even though you were perfectly capable of reaching it yourself and you two are practically the same hight. But he was standing right there beside it! And so the teasing started, and eventually everyone started calling you that. And you had to admit, you liked it, especially since it came from him.

Without slowing down you give him a quick side look „Oh, hey Cloud. No fire, why you ask?“

„Hmh, you sure?“

„Ofcourse I'm sure, why wouldn't I be sure? Are you calling me a liar?“

„Whoa there, who managed to get you so wound up already today?“

Ah, shit, get it together Y/N.

„Sorry.“ You had no idea what else to say. Trying to sound more calmer, you try again „No fire, just, uhm, heading to the bar.“

„All right, but what's with the rush?“

„Uhm, nothing. Just promised Tifa I'll be there as soon as possible.“

Having enough with your vague answers, in a flash he stands infront of you, so you run full speed right into him not expecting it.

„What the hell, Cloud!?“

„No, what the hell you, Y/N?!“ He looks serious at you, crossing his arms in front of him. „Ok, what's going on?“

„I don't know what you're talking about, everytghing is fine.“ You tried your best to sound normal, trying to avoid his eyes, but no luck again.

„Bullshit.“

Oh, wonderful, now you gonna hear it.

But the question that came from him next caught you completely off guard.

„Did I...did I do something wrong?“

„What? No, ofcourse not! Why would you ask that?“ You couldn't believe he would think so, but when you looked at him, when you finally got the courage to look at him, your heart squeezed. He was staring at you with worry and sadness clearly readable on his face.

„Hm, I don't know, maybe because for days now you have been acting strange and you've been doing a hell of a good job avoiding me! So, I'll ask again, did I do something?“

Ah, shit, shit, cappital s SHIT! Better think of something, anything, lie if needed and fix this fast Y/N!

Taking a deep breath you meet his gaze „You're right, and I'm sorry, I really am. You didn't do anything wrong. It's just...there's some things on my mind that's been bothering me a lot lately, and again, I'm sorry, but that's definitely not an excuse for me to act like I have.“

Well tehnically, what you said wasn't exactly a lie, there were things bothering you, he just didn't need to know that he was the things you were talking about. Especially not on his birthday.

The unconfortable silence that crept between you two made you so nervous, your hands started to shake, so you quickly clasp them together before he could notice and lower your head.

„Anything I can help you with?“

Hearing those words coming from him relaxed you. But it also made you agitated. Maybe it was time you finally admit your feelings to him, and just be done with it, no matter the consequences. Que sera, sera...right?

You lift your head to look at him and smile „Maybe. But not today. Ask me again tomorrow.“

„Ok.“ he replies after a moment of silence looking serious „But you know I will. Ask again tomorrow, that is.“

„I'm counting on it.“ you say, hoping he won't notice the sorrowful tone of your voice.

Few seconds later, he just nods and steps back beside you, and you both continue walking towards the bar. Slower this time.

„So, birthday boy, any big plans for today?“ you ask grinning after you walked for a while.

He grunts „No. I plan to stuff myself with junk food and probably fall asleep.“

„Oh, that's no fun at all.“ you protest.

„It's perfect to me.“ he shrugs.

„Gah, you're hopeless! At least let me buy you a drink tonight when you're done working. You definitely should have a drink or two on you birthday. And also make it as another apology from me for my behaviour lately. Pleeeeeeas?“

You tried to make the best puppy face you could, and seeing his face you knew you were successfull.

„All right, it's a deal, shorty. Although, it might be pretty late when I finish. Tifa said there's a lot of work she could use my help with for today.“

You knew that very well. It was all a plan to keep Cloud away from the bar for as long as possible for his surprise party preparations. And your job was to make sure he shows up at the bar after finishing with it. Which you executed perfectly, although not in the way you planned originally. But, hey, all's well that ends well.

„Excellent!“ You exclaime cheerful, grabbing him under his arm. You were happy things were going according to the plan, even though you were anxious, too. You knew Cloud will keep his word and ask you that same question tomorrow, and this time you will have to deal with it. But you still have till tomorrow to worry about that, right?

„Y/N?“

Cloud's voice snapped you from yor thoughts, and it took you a moment to realize you were standing in front of the Seventh Heaven.

„I said you can go in, I'll be right there, just want to get the bike out first.“

„Oh, ok. See you inside then.“

You start up the stairs, but then stop and start going back. „Hey, Cloud?“

He turns to see you quickly bouncing down the stairs, and you throw yourself at him, hugging him so tight „Happy birthday, blondie.“

„Thanks.“ You could feel him chuckle before his arms close around you hugging you back even tightier, and you wish you could stay like that forever.

You finally decide it is time to release him from a hug, but you dont't move, both of you just keep standing there staring at eachother. You have no idea what got into you, but in an heartbeat, you cup his face with your hands and crush your lips hard against his.

Oh, gods, what were you thinking?? That's right, you didn't! Oh, you stupid, stupid girl. Now you definitely messed everything up!

As suddenly as you did it, you move away covering your gasping mouth with your hands. Cloud just continues standing there, mouth open, but no words came out from him.

„Oh, gods...I'm so sorry..I..don't...“ you stutter, trying to form a sentence, but the shock of what happened was messing with your brain. So you do the only thing that came to your mind – turn around and run two-three steps at the time to the entrance of the bar.

„Hey there Y/N!“ Tifa greets you cheerfully as you burst inside, but you just ignore her, going behind the bar to pour yourself a drink.

„You ok?“ she asks, observing you worryingly as you refill your glass and drink that one, too.

You shake your head and put your forehead on the bar „I did the most stupidest thing possible!“

Tifa laughs „Oh, come on, whatever you did, I'm sure it's not as bad as you think.“

You turn your head to look at her „I kissed Cloud.“

„Finally!“ she laughs harder, and rolls her eyes at you when you shot her a mean look.

„Tifa! It's not funny, it's a disaster!“ you say desperately.

The sound of Cloud's bike stopping in front of the bar make you jump. „Uff, I can't deal with him now. Please, please, just send him out on errrands quickly. We still have a party to prepare, and I had enough stress for one day as it is.“

Tifa shakes her head „Fine, but you know, you will see him at the party, and I doubt you will be able to avoid him all night.“

„I know, I know.“ you sigh „And I will deal with it when the time comes. Just, not right now.“

☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

„I'm bored! When is Cloud gonna be here?“

You turn to look at Marlene's pouty face as she sits at the table where you were finishing the cake for the party. You liked the girl a lot, and who wouldn't, she was adorable! Besides, you two got along amazing, she loved when you were taking care of her sometimes when both Barret and Tifa were away.

You crouch down to her „Would you like to help me decorate the cake?“

Her head shot up so fast, the pout vanishing instantly, replaced with her usual contagious smile „Yes, please!“

Smiling yourself, you pull a chair and help Marlene stand on it and place a box with eatable decorations in front of her „Go wild, kiddo.“

All your friends gathered at the Seventh Heaven's basement, which only made you nervous again. It meant Cloud will be here soon, too, and you knew Tifa was right, no matter all of them, you won't be able to avoid him all night. But just the thought of having to talk to Cloud about the kiss made your stomach twist.

You always knew there was a possibility he doesn't feel the same, no matter how close you two became. And you were scared of that possibility, because you didn't want to lose Cloud. Or any of them. And you knew that would eventually happen, if it comes to that.

No matter how much you would try, you knew yourself too well – you wouldn't be able to continue being just his friend, it would be too painful for you. So eventually, one day, you would just pack up an leave. No warnings, nor goodbyes, you'd just disappear. And now, after what you did, that possibility was knocking on your door, and you were dreading of opening them.

„All right, people, the birthday boy is here!“ Barret's booming voice made you turn to him. „Is the cake done?“ he asks coming to you.

„All done!“ Marlene says excitedly, and you turn your head to look at the cake, and oh my, did you have something to see! Cloud's cake looked, well, striking. Marlene really outdid herself this time

„What do you think, daddy? Will Cloud like it?“

Barret didn't know what to say looking at all the pink flowers and hearts Marlene used to decorate the cake with.

„Ohh, Marlene, I love what you did with the cake, it's beautiful! Right, Barret?“ Yuffie say cheerfully showing up next to Marlene. With no response from Barret, her head shots up giving him a death stare, gritting through her teeth „Right, Barret?“

You barely managed to suppress a laugh – Yuffie might be young and small, but darn, the look she gave Barret was deadly.

Barret finaly found his voice „Uhm, yeah...yeah, it's beautiful, sweetheart. I'm sure Cloud will love it.“

„It sure is...pink.“ You make a little jump scare at Vincent's sudden appearance. You will never get used to him sneaking up like that.

„All right, people“ Barret say again lifting Marlene on his shoulder „Time to get this party started!“

☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

The moment Cloud sat down at the bar, Marlene runs out, pausing next to him smiling „Hi, Cloud! Bye, Cloud!“

Before he could say anything, she rush to the bars doors and lock them. She turns back to look at him and grinn, then move sideways to the light switch next to the doors.

Puzzled, Cloud tilt his head „Marlene, what are you doing?“

But she just grinns harder and hit the switch, turning the lights off. And that was your queue.

You emerge slowly behind the doors carrying the cake with the lit candles on it and start to sing Happy Birthday, with everyone following behind you and joining in.

Crossing his arms, Cloud tried hard to pretend he wasn't that much touched by it, but as before, you could see that excitement dance in his eyes as you lower the cake in front of him.

„Make a wish.“ you smile as you all finish singing, and with his recognizable hmph he turns towards the cake, but being this close, the light from the candles let you catch the corner of his mouth lifting into a smile moments before he blew at them.

Everyone cheer and the lights come back on, and you were met with Cloud's intense gaze, making your insides twist again, hard. You were well aware of the meaning of it, but you so hoped you won't have to deal with it until tomorrow.

Fortunately, 'lady Luck' decided to smile at you, and you got extremely grateful as the others started to gather around Cloud to convey their wishes, so you quickly use that opportunity to step away from his view and catch a breather, at least for a little while longer.

☆

As the time pass, it seemed like everyone was having a good time, including Cloud. He got more relax, making you smile seeing him actually having some fun. And by the miracle of some unknown forces, you managed to keep a safe distance from him all this time, but the feeling of unease was getting stronger in you whenever someone left the party.

The nausea accompanying that feeling wasn't from all the drinks you had, not at all, your tolerance for alcohol was amazingly good – it came from knowing that it was just a matter of moments until that luck runs out, and the harsh reality comes crashing back down on you. So by the time only the four of you were left in the bar, well five if you count Marlene sleeping soundly on Barret's lap, it turned to a matter of seconds.

You stood behind the bar drying some glasses when Cloud come and sit on the stool in front of you. You could feel his intense gaze on you, but he stayed silent, and it drove you even more agitated at that moment. You knew to expect it, he never was the one to say something first. But for once, just this one time, you wished it was different, that he would say something, anything.

A minute later with nothing but silence from him, you sigh and take two glasses filling them up, placing one in front of him, barely managing to put a small smile on your face „So, did you have fun?“

„Is that really what you want to talk about?“

„Yes, Cloud, that's really what I want to talk about. Why so surprised?“ You say a bit snappy, feeling frustration rising up in you.

„Hmph, fine.“ was all you got back from him.

„Expected.“ You mumble under your breath shaking your head , but obviously not silent enouhg.

„What's that suppose to mean?“ he ask offended.

A fair question, actually. You knew damn well he didn't deserve this. But you felt so damn distraught with everything, because...because in that moment the realisation that everything that became important to you and everyon you cared about might soon stop being a part of your life struck hard at you, making you frustrated, mad, but most of all, sad.

Downing your drink you look back at him „It means nothing. I'm just... tired, so think I'll just call it a night. Good night, Cloud, and happy birthday again.“

You grab your stuff waving goodbye to Tifa and Barret on your way out, but Cloud's words make you stop as you pass him „So that's how it will be? Back to playing the avoid game again?“

You really didn't have the strenght for this kind of conversation with him now, just wanting to drag yourself back to your place, hide under the covers, shut the world out and pretend, for tonight at least, that everything is still as it was.

Without turning to look at him you sigh tiredly „No, Cloud, I'm not back at playing that game again. I'm just really, really tired, so please, whatever it is that you want to say, leave it for tomorrow, ok?“

„No.“

„No?“ you repeat surprised, still not turning to face him.

„You heard me.“

You could clearly distinguish determination in his voice, you got to know him well enough to realise when his stubborness was in play and he wasn't about to let you off the hook that easy. But this definitely wasn't the right time for that trait of his to emerge, it just made you frustrated more.

„Cloud, if you ever walued us and our friendship, then heed my words, and just leave it until tomorrow.“ The tone of your voice was like ice, but you wanted to make sure he understands, before he makes you say something you might regeret instantly.

„Yeah, well sorry, can't do that.“

„Why? Why can't you? Why you have to be so damn stubborn?!“ you snap turning to look at him now, not paying attention to the curious and worrying looks from Tifa and Barret.

„Because this isn't you!“ he snaps back standing up from the stool. „Because until now, you've always let me help you, and for some unknown reason this time you won't! So, no, I won't wait till tomorrow, I want to know now what the hell is going on! What have I done that you keep avoiding me like I'm radioactive or something?“

„You did nothing, and that's the thing!“ you scream back unable to control yourself any longer, all those emotions you kept suppressed all this time erupting to surface. He was taken aback by what you said, with confusion clearly readable on his face as he definitely wasn't expecting that kind of an answer from you.

Closing your eyes you take few deep breaths to calm down a bit. So this is it then, the point of no return. It was time to finally admit your feelings to him and put the rest in Fates hands.

„You did nothing“ you repeat calmer with trembling voice lowering your head „And at the same time, you did everything.“

„I... I don't und...“ he starts saying, but you ignore him and continue.

„Ever since the day we met I felt drawn to you. I don't know why, but there was something that made me want to, no, need to get close to you. And it only got worse as we did. That need turned into craving and you became like a drug to me, turning my life into a living hell. I thought of leaving and running as far away as possible from here, from you, so manny times, but I always ended giving up that thought. I became so addicted to you that I'd rather stay and suffer in silence than leave.“

You had no clue what was going through his mind right now, you dared not to look at his face, not until you say all that you wanted.

„But when I kissed you today, that changed everything. I've opened the doors that can't be shut anymore. I'm in agony, Cloud, and it's eating me up inside. Just being close to you started to hurt so damn much and I can't go on like this anymore. I can no longer play this game, driving myself crazy wondering if that unexpected touch of your hand against mine was really that, unexpected; or if, when I catch you watching me from the other end of the bar and you smile when our eyes meet has some deeper meaning or not, or if I'm just naively imagining something that doesn't even exists at all.“

„I was afraid to say anything out of possibility that what I'm feeling might be one sided, so my defense wall came back up again, pushing you away. And it's not fair to you for me to act this way, so it's time for you to know that I'm in love with you, Cloud, and no matter what I try, I can't change the way I feel.“

The silence that was present in the bar after you finished was almost eerie. You were glad everything was finally out in the open, and although it didn't seem like it, you knew that this was actually the easier part. Now the misery of waiting begins.

Taking one heavy breath you finally lift your head to look at him „There, now you know. But please, I beg you, just let me leave now and say what you want to me tomorrow, because for tonight I really can't deal with anything more.“

You stay standing there for a few moments more before turning your back to him, but as you were about to leave Cloud's voice stops you once again „Do you want to know what I wished for?“

„What?“ you ask incredulous turning back to look at him.

His gaze was fixed on the floor now „When blowing the candles. Do you want to hear what I wished for?“

You laugh in disbelief „Seriously, Cloud? I just poured my soul out to you, and you ask if I want to hear what you wished for when blowing the candles out?“

„Yes.“

And he was, dead serious. This whole day was screwed up as it is already, and your sanity was seriously close to the edge of breaking. Exhausted, and just wanting for this torture to end quick, you throw your hands frustratedly in the air „Fine! Please, enlighten me.“

He continues standing there, motionless, his look firmly on the floor, before he finally slowly raise his head to look at you. And that's when you got to see his eyes.

You got lost in those mesmerazing blue Mako eyes a thousand times before, their every little detail indelibly imprinted in your mind. But in this moment, it was like you saw them for the first time. There was unfamilliar glow in them, almost hypnotizing, you had a hard time concentrating on the words that came out from him.

„I wished for you.“

Did he...did you hear him right?

Unsure if it was just a trick of your mind, and being overwhelmed from everything that happened today made you hear what you wanted to and not what he actually said, it took you a moment before your brain got fully functional again.

„I'm sorry, what?“

„Is something wrong with your hearing today?“ he says sarcastically, crossing his arms in front of him

„Apparently.“ You grit through your teeth, not missing the amused tone of his voice. He can be such a dork sometimes, messing with you like this, when your heart was threatening to jump out of your chest from beating so fast. But he was an adorable dork, nonetheless. „Humor me, anyway.“

„All right.“ he says closing those few steps of distance between you two, leaning into your ear.

„What are you doing?“ you ask quizzical leaning backwards a bit so you can look at him.

„Making sure you hear me good this time.“

His warm breath on your neck as he leaned in again sent tingles all over your body, his voice sweetly humming to your ear „I wished for you.“

„Oh.“ was all you managed to breath out, as a sudden rush of heat spread all over you, unsure if it was from all the emotions that were swirling inside you in that moment, or from him being so close, but you were positive your cheeks were red as a lobster and your legs were seriously threatening to give up holding you.

But you still didn't completely believe in his words, unable to let go of the doubt hovering in the back of your mind. Was what he said true or was he just speaking the words you needed to hear to calm you down and stop this drama from continuing any further?

Closing your eyes, you lower your forehead on his shoulder „Please, Cloud, don't toy with my heart like that, not after everything that happened today. Don't give me false hope, just to make me feel better. So, please, don't go telling lies.“

Feeling him place both hands on you, he gently move you from him and look you straight in the eyes „I have never lied to you and I'm not about to start now neither.“

And in that moment, his words and tenderness with which he regarded you dispersed any trace of that doubt. The wave of relief washed over you, your eyes glazing from happines, finally realizing that all your fears were in vain all this time.

Throwing your hands around his neck, you pull him in for a long passionate kiss, and even though you startled him by doing so his hands were soon around you, embracing you tighter, deepening the kiss, until you both got breathless and reluctantly parted.

„So, is everything in the clear now?“ he ask leaning his forehead to yours.

„Almost.“ You reply, and he straightens and give you inquiry look.

„Just been wondering...you could have say all this sooner to me and not wait till the last minute.“

His eyes went wide „Are you kidding me?!“

„No, I'm being serious here.“ you say, mimicking his 'arms-crossing-in-front-of-himself' gesture he so much like to use.

He makes a step back from you „What do you think I've been trying to do all evening? I tried so many times to come and talk to you, but you sure didn't make it an easy task for me! And now you nonchalantly tell me I could say something sooner? I can't believe it!“

His face got so flustered, waving his hands frustratedly all over as he talked, you couldn't keep a straight face any longer. And when he finally noticed you snickering, the stare he gave you was priceless. Deathly, but priceless.

Ok, maybe it was too soon to teas him like this, but when he grunted and crossed his arms in front of him, you just burst with laughter. Giving you incredulous look he shakes his head „You're impossible.“

„Aww, c'mon, don't be mad.“ you grin. „You kinda deserved it for teasing me earlier. And besides, you should know me well enough by now to be expecting something like this from me.“ You grin even harder „And you like me, nonetheless, you can't deny that now.“

Barely managing to hide the smile from his face he raise his eyebrow „Yeah, yeah, luckily for you. And now, if we're done, I believe you owe me a drink. And I could really use one.“

„Were done.“ you say happily and smile.

„Good.“ He leans over the bar to grab the bottle and a glass, then takes you by the hand to the table where Tifa and Barret were sitting.

„Finally!“ Tifa smiles broadly when you two sat down. „It was about time you take some action, Cloud!“

„Not you too, Tifa.“ he sigh and say pleadingly „Can't I just have a drink in peace?“

„Sure, go ahead.“ Barret say then give him a bit threatening look „Just don't forget I need you here tomorrow bright and early, and I expect you to be at your best.“ He stands up carefully not to wake Marlene „'Night y'all.“

„Who made him 'miss sunshine'?“ Cloud say looking after Barret.

„Oh, it's nothing.“ Tifa replies with a laughter. „He's just grumpy because he lost a bet to me.“

„What was the bet?“ he asks reaching for the bottle and pouring drinks for you all.

„Ahm, well, umm... you know what, that's not important.“

It took a moment before it dawned to you why Tifa avoided to give him an answer.

„Tifa!“ you exclaim, and she looks at you. „I expected more from you!“

„Ohhh, sorry Y/N, but it was a sure win, I couldn't miss that chance!“ She winks and grins „And I like taking gil from Barret.“

You both start laughing, when Cloud's annoyed voice made you turn to him „Ehm, hate to interrupt, but care to share?“

Tifa laughs again shaking her head „Oh, Cloud, it's adorable how clueless you sometimes are.“

„Huh?“ Cloud seemed even more confused, his look constantly shifting bewteen you two.

Tifa smiles and stand up, patting him sympathetically on the shoulder walking away.

He turns and look at you questioningly and you smile and give him a quick kiss „Don't worry, blondie, you will figure it out...eventually.“

With his usual hmph, he leans back in his chair and cross his arms in front of him „Whatever.“

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studylikeknope · 3 years

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This is a challenge for anyone who enjoys reading and wants to read more in 2021!

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These are weekly prompts for every week of 2021. Each week starts with Monday. You can post on any day of the week.

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JANUARY Week 1 What is the first book that you are reading in 2021? Do you have a reading goal this year? How many books do you plan to read?

Week 2 Which feminist books do you recommend? Do you have a favorite book series?

Week 3 Which book(s) have you re-read the most? Would you call yourself a bookworm?

Week 4 Which book ended in a completely different way than you thought? Do you prefer fiction or nonfiction?

FEBRUARY Week 1 If the book that you are currently reading had a different title, what would it be? Do you like going to the library?

Week 2 Pick a song that matches the mood of the book that you are currently reading. What are your favorite genres?

Week 3 What are you currently reading? Why did you choose to read this? Do you always finish the book, even if you do not like it?

Week 4 Think about the last book you read. Would you write a different ending? Do you write reviews after reading?

MARCH Week 1 What is your favorite quote from the book you are currently reading so far? If you could live in a book, which book would you choose?

Week 2 What are you currently reading? Would you recommend this book to a friend? Do you prefer paperback or hardcover? Why?

Week 3 What are you currently reading? How do you feel reading this book? Do you lend your books to your friends?

Week 4 What are you currently reading? Do you like the book cover? Do you use bookmarks?

Week 5 What is your favorite book cover ever? Do you take notes while reading?

APRIL Week 1 Who are your top three favorite protagonists? What was your favorite book as a child?

Week 2 What is your all-time favorite poem? Is there a book that you absolutely hate?

Week 3 Tell us about a book you have a deep emotional connection with. Can you read with background noise?

Week 4 What is that one book that you’ve been wanting to read for a long time but haven't for any reason? Do you like reading thrillers? Do you have a favorite?

MAY Week 1 If you'd give a color palette to the book you read what would it be? Do you have a Goodreads account? Would you like to share it?

Week 2 Think about the book that you’re reading. If you gave this book as a gift to someone, who would it be and why? Do you enjoy audiobooks?

Week 3 Think about the last book you read. What value did you get from this book? What are the 3 books that make you really happy?

Week 4 Think about the last book you read. Did this book teach you a lesson that you will implement in your life? What is your favorite short story?

Week 5 What are your top 3 favorite novels? Do you read biographies? Do you have a favorite?

JUNE Week 1 Think about the book that you are currently reading. Pick a character that would survive a horror movie and tell us why. Have you ever read a banned book? Which one?

Week 2 If you'd associate a dish with the book that you’re reading, what would it be? Do you prefer physical books or ebooks?

Week 3 In the book that you are currently reading, which character is underrated? Which one is overrated?

Week 4 What are some non-English books you’d love to share? What book(s) did you read in one sitting?

JULY Week 1 What's your favorite quote from a book you've read lately? Is there an author that you absolutely hate?

Week 2 Share a first line that's so funny/horrible/well-written it's memorable. Which book do you have a love/hate relationship with?

Week 3 What's a book that you think is brilliantly titled? Are you a poet/writer yourself?

Week 4 Do you think that fanfiction is a valid form of literature? Do you like discussing about books with your family, friends, etc.?

AUGUST Week 1 Do you like non-fiction? Which non-fiction genre do you like reading the most? How do you organize your bookshelf?

Week 2 Have you ever gotten really into an assigned reading for school? (fiction or nonfiction) Do you like reading romances? Do you have a favorite?

Week 3 Have you ever read a book with a side character you think deserved to be the main character? If so, who was it? What is your favorite memory with a book or story?

Week 4 What is the one book you think one should at least read once in life? What is the one book you would never recommend to anyone?

Week 5 What book got you into reading? Do you like detective novels? Do you have a favorite?

SEPTEMBER Week 1 Can you remember the first book you’ve read? What was it? What was the most surprising thing you learned from a non-fiction book?

Week 2 What is your favorite book written in your native language? Think about the book that you’re currently reading. Would you like to be a character in this story?

Week 3 What is your favorite book written in a language except from your native language? Who is your favorite couple from a romance book?

Week 4 Have you ever had a truly awful experience with a book? What was it? Who is your least favorite character in the book that you are currently reading?

OCTOBER Week 1 Can you separate the book from its author? Think about the book that you are currently reading. Would it make a good movie?

Week 2 What book do you find worse than its movie adaptation? (If there is any) Think about the book that you are currently reading. Did you like it immediately or did it take some time for you to get used to it?

Week 3 What book made you cry many times? Do you take a look at the reviews of a book before/after reading?

Week 4 Who is your favorite villain? Think of all the books you’ve read. Which character would you like to be friends with?

NOVEMBER Week 1 Would you read a fanfiction about the characters of the book that you are currently reading? If you were to add a character, story, scene to the book that you’re reading, what would it be?

Week 2 What are the 10 books you would take with you if you ended up on a stranded island? Do you like rereading? Why/why not?

Week 3 Who are your top 3 favorite authors/poets? Do you read with your friends or family? Or do you like reading alone?

Week 4 Do you have a favorite place to read? Do you read any self-help books?

Week 5 Do you snack while reading? What do you eat/drink? Do you like reading on a hot summer day or a cold winter day?

DECEMBER Week 1 What was your favorite fairytale as a child? What is your favorite fairytale now?

Week 2 Which author would like to meet? What would you ask them?

Week 3 What is your favorite classic that you have read this year? Do you read theatre plays? Do you have a favorite?

Week 4 This year, were you able to read books from authors with different nationalities/sexualities/identities? What is the best book of the year for you?

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eating-him · 2 years

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I don’t have the spoons for a full fic right now so I’m going to low-budget this.

Wizard and Mango strike me as people very entrenched in their environments. Wizard is an academic, he practically takes the school with him wherever he goes. Mango is so much a tourist guide I doubt he’s ever actually left, getting to people-watch the tourists being idiots is half of why he does it.

Wizard is so wildly different from most people who are “looking for a getaway adventure” that I think he’d be interesting to watch just in general. But then there’s the fact that he’s a very THOROUGH academic, and he probably read at least three guidebooks before he let his friends drag him anywhere with copious amounts of outdoor fun. He is a field researcher only when suitably pressed.

Mango isn’t that impressed by a guy trying to act like he knows his home better than a native, but what makes him look again is Wizard’s willingness to be wrong. He hates to admit it, but a good academic is willing to at least amend their incorrect knowledge base, and when Mango starts talking he latches on like a sponge. Is he going to need this information? Probably not. But if this person’s sole goal is to Teach Things then he is going to absorb it because he can’t not. Wizard must learn all of the things. Magic is a complex topic, you never know when strange facts about Durian shipbuilding might come in handy. Mango is thrilled someone is listening.

But Mango also appreciates a healthy work-life balance and Wizard never seems to turn off. Someone should do something about that. Wide-eyed and rapidfire speech is cute, but this man needs a colorful little drink with an umbrella and a chance to watch the waves, clearly. Mango’s good at that, and it’s not like Wizard isn’t interesting to talk to.

Mango ends up having to learn that not everyone relaxes the same way, but it’s okay. He should have known a university mage would know so much about stars, honestly, but it’s.... nice, sitting there while the sun sinks, Wizard’s hat in the sand and face lit up by the mid-ocean Milky Way, the low murmur of stories about constellations and astrological alignments as steady as the receding tide.

It’s calm, like that.

Wizard is calm, for once.

And when the story trails off and Wizard glances down to see what Mango thinks he’s confronted by this soft smile that knocks the stars right out of his head, and Mango saying he liked the stories in this fond tone Wizard by far isn’t used to. He thinks highly of himself, of course. He just isn’t used to people being fond of him.

There’s a little quiet conversation, Mango asking when he leaves, and when Wizard says they’ll be going at the end of tomorrow Mango leans over and kisses him on the forehead, soft, tells him to come by again anytime to talk about stars, maybe get drinks.

Wizard blushes so hard he ends up walking into a tree and Mango’s left grinning in the sand, trying to trace the constellations in the sky.

Wizard sends him postcards from all over the continent with blurbs about the constellations visible from where he is as he adventures, and Mango keeps them all pinned up in his bedroom.

The cookies are gay, your honor.

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #mango cookie #wizard cookie #my writing

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Keeping Secrets Ch. 51

Keeping Secrets Masterlist

A/N: According to the TVD universe timeline I’ve been using, Hayley was pregnant with Hope for like, a year and a half or some crazy crap. So just so you guys know in this story, Baby M. was conceived in late March, putting Katie’s due date in late December or early January.

Late October (The day after Rebekah left)

Katie, sleeping with her back to Klaus’s chest, was woken up by the feel of him slipping his fingertips lightly up her bare arm, skipping over the strap of her pajama top as he moved them over her shoulder and across her chest. Curious about what he’d do next she kept her eyes closed, pretending to still be asleep. He traced back over his previous path then down her side and over her thigh that he gently gripped. The touch sent a tingle throughout her body, but she tried her best to hide her reaction.

Since that didn’t wake her he slowly moved his hand up and under her pajama shorts and she almost had to bite her lip to hide her reaction to his teasing. He knew she was awake, not from her relaxed face or slow even breathing, but from the beat of her heart, that skipped at his tempting touches. With his hand now on her hip he pulled her closer then went back to lightly slipping his fingertips over her smooth exposed skin. When he moved his hand back to her chest and pressed his palm to it, his fingertips touching the hollow of her neck, her heart skipped again and he couldn’t hold back his chuckle. “You are an amazing actress, Little Phoenix, but the beating of your heart betrays you.”

She smiled, but didn’t open her eyes. “I’ll work in it.”

“Why do you attempt to fool me?” he asked, letting his eyes skim her face.

“Because I’m afraid if I open my eyes you’ll stop touching me like that.” she answered then opened her eyes to see him studying her face. “I missed you.” he placed the backs of his fingers on her cheek and stroked it with his thumb. “When those witches took you I…” she narrowed her eyes and shook her head, “I hated not being able to help you, not knowing where you were or what they were doing to you. How did they manage to take you down anyway?”

“While Elijah was saving you from that burning house, Sophie Deveraux stabbed me with Papa Tunde’s blade. I passed out and woke up in the sanatorium.” He answered then dropped his hand to rest on the side of her neck.

“Well, the next time I see her I’m going to bust one of Bonnie’s magic muting bombs in her face and break her neck.” Katie said through gritted teeth.

“I would pay to see that, Little Phoenix, however someone beat you to the punch.” He told her getting a curious look from her. “Sophie is dead, Elijah didn’t tell you?” he asked and she shook her head no.

“So what happened to you, at the sanatorium?” Katie asked, getting back on topic.

“Genevieve shackled me to a chair, took the blade out, kept me weak and linked my mind to Rebekah’s. While we were linked Genevieve forced Rebekah to take a walk down memory lane revealing her betrayal.” he answered.

“Why? What did Genevieve get out of it?” Katie asked with a frown.

“Revenge against Rebekah.” Klaus answered.

Katie gave him a confused shake of her head. “I know Rebekah used her to bring your father here, but that doesn’t seem reason enough to completely wreck someone’s family.”

“When Genevieve found out exactly who she brought to town and that Mikael would kill me she threatened to come to me and beg for forgiveness for what she had unknowingly done. Rebekah could not let that happen, so she infected Genevieve and her nosey little friend with Spanish influenza and had them locked in quarantine until they died.”

“Do you happen to know the name of the friend?” Katie asked curiously.

“Clara I think.” He answered, “Why?”

“Things are making so much more sense now.” Katie said with a look around and a shake of her head. “In 1919 Celeste was using Clara’s body. Both Celeste and Genevieve were victims of Mikaelson mistakes and Bastianna went along with everything because she was mad at Father K. and Marcel for screwing up the harvest ritual.”

To change the subject Klaus slipped his hand over her growing stomach and asked, “How is our little princess?”

“I haven’t felt her move in a while. I’m worried.” Katie admitted as she slipped her hand over his and looked down at her dark blue pajama tank top covered stomach.

“Her heartbeat is as strong as ever.” He told her as he brushed his thumb back and forth over her stomach. “We can find a doctor in town to take you to if you need more reassurance.”

She was about to take him up on the offer when the baby kicked hard, making their hands move. “Nope, I think I know what the problem was.” Katie told him as she gave his shoulder a push then moved to straddle him.

“Yeah?” he asked, placing his hands on her hips as she settled into his lap.

“She, like her mother, simply missed you.” She was about to lean in and kiss him when her phone on the bedside table chimed so she leaned over and grabbed it.

“If that is Nate I’m going to get jealous.” He told her with a bit of a smirk.

“It’s Hayley.” She replied as she opened the text. “Did you know the crescent wolves have been cursed to only be human on the full moon?” she asked and he shook his head no. “Elijah told me about it and Hayley came to me the day before yesterday asking for information in exchange for helping keep the peace between us and the wolves. Turns out Celeste cursed them while hopping a ride in a Deveraux witch’s body.” Klaus slipped his hands up her sides as she read the text, going back to caressing her like he had been before they started talking. “According to this message Hayley got to Celeste before Elijah killed her and got what she needed to cure her people.” Katie texted back, “Awesome.” and a smiley face emoji then put her phone away. “On the subject of Nate, who’s not gay just so you know,” Klaus gave her an I-knew-it look. “Oh don’t look at me like that. Straight or not he’s not interested in me like that. Besides, I doubt I’ll be talking to him anytime soon considering he’s been banished from the quarter. It seems it’s not meant for me to have friends here.”

“Why not get Bonnie to make a daylight ring for Josh?” Klaus asked. “He’s completely loyal to Marcel and you’ve expressed the desire for his friendship in the past.”

“Bonnie doesn’t make those rings for just anyone. She didn’t even want to make one for me, but Damon and Elena talked her into it and I had to promise that I wouldn’t feed on people before I could have it.” she said with a shake of her head. “And I kept that promise up until I stopped clinging so tightly to a relationship that was doomed from the beginning.”

“So that’s why your compulsion sucked when we first met.” He said with a small smile at the memory of the guy that Klaus almost killed at homecoming.

“Pretty much.” She nodded. “And after getting compelled by Elijah I have to wonder if all compulsion feels that invasive and violating or just what he compelled me to do.”

“You’re livid with him for that, aren't you?” he asked, seeing a spark in her eyes.

“Livid is an understatement.” she answered with a nod as she dropped her eyes to his shirt covered chest. “That slap was not satisfying enough.” She looked into his eyes. “I’m guessing you’re mad at him for defending Rebekah.”

“As well as a plethora of other things.” He replied then slipped his hand over her cheek and pulled her down for a slow, sweet kiss. “Less discussion.” He whispered then started kissing his way to her neck, pulling a sigh from her when he grazed his teeth over the sensitive skin. “Show me how much you missed me.” he whispered then kissed her earlobe as he threaded his fingers through her long, wavy auburn locks at the nape of her neck. She pulled back and looked him in the eyes as she grabbed the hem of the grey wife beater he’d worn to sleep and pulled it over his head. His hands settled on her sides as she tossed the shirt aside then turned her eyes to his torso, slipping her fingertips over his shoulders, his collarbones, down his chest, over his perfectly toned abs and around to hold his sides. She leaned forward and kissed his chest slowly working her way up to his neck where she nibbled, pulling a sigh from him as his hands lightly squeezed her hips.

She kissed just below his ear before she whispered, “Tá tú gan locht.” “You are perfect.” Her words, spoken seductively in her native tongue, made a toe curling groan slip from his lips and he wanted to take her right then, but after two nights without her, he wanted to make the moment last. So she kissed down to his chest, "tá tú dathúil." "You are handsome." she kissed over to one of his nipples and swirled her tongue around it making him sigh and back to the nape of her neck, his fingers tangled in her hair. "Tá tú blasta..." "You are delicious..." she pulled back and looked into his lust veiled eyes, “and...Kingdom or no kingdom…'' She moved to sit on her knees beside him, "village or no village," removed the blankets from his lap then slipped her fingertips up his inner thigh stopping at the line of his boxers then leaned up and caught his lips in a kiss that quickly heated up. When it finally broke she opened her eyes, her bright greens meeting his steel blues, "beidh tú i mo rí go deo." "you will forever be my king."

A gasp left his lips as he whooshed to his knees, one hand still on the back of her neck and the other pressed to her lower back, holding her as close to him as her belly would allow. Her hands pressed into his back as he caught her lips with his. Every ounce of passion, how much what she said meant to him washing over her like a tidal wave. As his tongue found hers her hands slipped down to his lower back, lightly scratching him as she moved her hands to hold his sides, steadying herself. He broke the kiss and cupped her cheek in his large hand as he looked into her equally lust clouded eyes. “Tá tú, mo bhanríon, ar meisciúil.” “You, my queen, are intoxicating.” She’d known he could understand her when she spoke Irish, but she didn’t know he could speak it and doing so caused an overwhelming amount of love and desire to wash over her.

A smile spread over her lips before she bit her bottom one and let it slip between her teeth. “Say that again.”

“Tá tú meisciúil.” “You’re intoxicating.” He repeated as he brushed his thumb over her cheek.

“The other part.” She told him with a smirk.

“Mo bhanríon.” “My Queen.” He picked up her left hand from his side and looked down at the tiara on her finger, sat it and her other hand on his shoulders then grabbed her butt with one hand and her back with the other, picking her up. A laugh left her lips as she wrapped her legs around him and he laid her back cutting off her laugh with his lips on hers.

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Katie stood in the kitchen making a late breakfast when Elijah walked in. “Where is Niklaus this morning?” he asked as he leaned on the frame of the archway that led into the room.

“His studio.” She answered flatly, not looking up from the banana she was slicing. She was hoping he’d go away in pursuit of Klaus, but instead he walked over to stand beside her, leaning his hip on the edge of the counter.

“I owe you an apology.” He told her as he set his hand on the bar next to the cutting board.

She flipped the knife around in her hand, slammed it down into the back of his hand. He looked at his hand and the knife that she still held onto then back at her. She looked into his brown eyes with a glare that he was unfortunately getting used to being aimed at him. “I am getting, so sick of your apologies.” She told him through gritted teeth. “Thanks to you, in the back of my head I am still unwillingly coming up with ways to excuse what Rebekah has done.”

“You are the one person he listens to. I needed you to talk him down.” Elijah reasoned.

“Playing mediator was not my job or my wish at that moment.” She argued angrily as she jerked the blade out of his hand and tossed it into the sink. “He looked like death warmed over and all I wanted was to be there for him, however he needed me. Rather that was simply nursing him back to health or talking him out of killing his sister.”

“You made it perfectly clear you had no intentions of that.” Elijah pointed out.

“I was angry with her and pissed at you for stabbing him!” She yelled at him, but she stopped, closed her eyes and placed her hands on the bar as she took a deep breath then let it out. “I said things I didn’t mean. If you seriously think I’d ever really want him to kill her,” she looked back up at him, “for him to live, knowing that he was the one that took her from this world…then you really don’t know me at all.”

“Yes, well, you were not the only one who was angry.” He pulled the handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped the blood from his hand where she had stabbed him.

“Oh I’m aware.” She used her hand to scrape the banana slices off of the cutting board into a bowl of honey nut cheerios. “Klaus and Rebekah aren’t the only ones who inherited the Mikaelson temper. You, in your anger, kicked a friend of mine out of this house.”

“You made a friend amongst the riffraff. Why does that not surprise me?” he asked, his air of superiority pissing her off.

She grabbed the jug of milk out of the fridge and took the cap off. “Just because they were loyal to Marcel and Klaus does not make them unworthy of being in the presence of the holier-than-thou Elijah Mikaelson.” She poured some milk in her bowl then capped it and looked at Elijah. “My friend's name is Nate and he is welcome here anytime I damn well please.” She grabbed her bowl of cereal and took a bite.

“If I find out he has less than honorable intentions for you I will put an end to them.” Elijah warned her.

“I’ve come to expect no less from you.” she replied and started to walk off.

“Katie.” She turned back to him with a sigh and an eye roll. He walked over to her, placed his fingertips on her cheek then looked into her eyes. “You are free of my compulsion.”

She blinked out of the compulsive state then took his hand off her face. “Thank you. Now, if you ever compel me again, you can expect more than a slap to the face and a knife through your hand.”

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Later that evening Elijah led Katie to the court yard where Nate stood near the fountain. “He asked to speak to you.” Elijah told her as they walked down the stairs.

“Nate, what are you doing here? Elijah could have killed you.” Katie asked as she walked over to him and the other two vampires.

“I don’t want to leave the quarter. It’s my home.” Nate answered. “Most of the others are across the river following Diego, but I have a different leader in mind.” He made a motion at her with his hand.

“Me?” Katie asked with raised brows and a disbelieving tone. “You’ve got to be kidding.”

“Hear me out.” He told her defensively. “I understand that you have Klaus and Elijah, but they can’t always be with you. You’ve complained in the past about not being about to go out and about without one of them with you to make sure the witches leave you be. You need a body guard since your dad left. Besides, I kind of thought we had become friends and I don’t leave my friends even when an original tells me to.” He glanced at Elijah who was standing behind Katie then back at her.

“Don’t you have friends amongst the people that you’re leaving behind for me?” Katie asked with a narrow eyed head shake.

“Not really, no.” he answered as he tucked his hands into his pockets. “I’ve lived here for five years. Only a year of that has been spent with Marcel and his people and the whole time I was with them I never felt like I was one of them. You’re the first friend I’ve had here.” He finished with a shrug.

“Then how did you get a daylight ring so fast?” Katie asked.

“I was a vampire before I moved here. Not all witches hate vampires, as you well know.” He pointed out with a motion to the daylight ring she still wore. “If I have to follow a leader to live in this city then I choose you.” he told her with a shrug.

“I say he can stay.” Klaus’s voice hit their ears and they both looked at him as he walked down the stairs to stand beside Elijah. “Though, I’m not sure my opinion is the one that matters at the moment.”

“I would like him to stay here and be able to come and go as he pleases.” Katie said with a look at Elijah.

Elijah frowned in thought and crossed his arms over his chest. After a few seconds that felt like minutes he gave Katie a nod then looked at Nate. “Do not make me regret letting you stay.” Nate gave him a nod.

A Week Later

Katie sat at a chair at the hair salon in the quarter, the hairdresser cutting her long hair that hadn’t been cut in over a year, back into the style Katie preferred which was shoulder length with layers and side bangs. Nate sat in a chair outside keeping an eye on every person that entered the salon while pretending to read a newspaper.

“You know,” Genevieve said as she sat down in the empty chair next to Katie that wasn’t being used by a hairdresser, “You may have Klaus wrapped around your finger, but I’ll have that little knot untied in no time.”

“Excuse me?” Katie asked with raised brows as she looked at Genevieve out of the corners of her eyes, not able to turn her head for fear of messing up her stylist.

Genevieve propped her elbow up on the armrest of the chair. “Once he sees how powerful I am and that I can offer him things you could never dream of, he’ll realize you are nothing more than a has been.”

“You’re forgetting two little problems with your theory.” Katie pointed out, turning her head while her stylist sprayed her hair with water, to give Genevieve a glare. “I’m pregnant with his daughter, and he loves me. He’d never leave me for an overconfident little witch bitch like you.”

Genevieve looked at her painted red nails and shrugged. “We’ll see about that.” she gave Katie a confident smirk as she stood and walked away.

Not two seconds later Nate sat down beside her. “I tried to stop her, but she did that stupid thing witches do where they make it feel like your head’s going to explode.” He told her with a rub of his temples.

“It’s fine.” She told him with a shake of her head.

“Are you gonna tell Klaus?” he asked, sounding worried.

“That a witch got past you or that said witch is out to snatch him away from me?” she asked with a look at him before the stylist asked her to look straight ahead. So she did.

“Um…both?” he answered though it sounded more like a question.

“I have to warn him that she’s after him, even though she could try as hard as she wanted to and she’d never come between us.” she answered. “Don’t worry about Klaus. Unless you do something incredibly stupid like side with our enemies, you’re safe.”

Present Time

Elijah stood in the doorway of Katie’s recording studio watching her where she sat on the couch in the control room, practicing guitar that she’d been getting lessons to play. She’s also been getting lessons on recording and writing music. “What is that you’re playing?” he asked curiously.

“You mean other than a guitar?” she asked then looked away from her fingers on the guitar strings to give him a smile that let him know she was joking with him. He gave her a small, fleeting smile back as he walked in and sat down in the chair at the control table, facing her. “It’s a song of mine, ‘Lonely’.” She answered.

“May I hear it?” he asked hopefully.

“Mmmm…I don’t know…” she answered with a draw. “It’s kind of depressing and I’m not that good yet.” She reasoned with a motion to the guitar.

“I promise not to judge.” He told her with a serious look then gave her a small smile.

“Fine…” she sighed then turned her attention to her guitar and started playing a slow, melancholy tune and sang. “I’m slowly killing myself. Trying so hard at the back of the shelf. It’s just the same every day. I’m writing these songs that will never get played. I get told what’s wrong and what’s right. I don’t have a fantastic life. Everyone’s dying so I keep on trying to make ‘em proud before they’re gone. Can’t someone help me, please, someone help me. I don’t care, anyone or anything ‘cause I’m so sick of being so lonely.” She finished at what she had learned to play then looked at Elijah to see him frowning. “It sucks, I know…” she sighed and set the guitar on the couch beside her.

“No, it was good.” Elijah countered still with a frown on his face. “When did you write it?”

“The end of sophomore year, right after Elena’s parents died. Why?” she asked with a frown.

“Because what I just heard was a literal cry for help.” He told her, sounding really worried.

“Let me guess you thought I’d been feeling neglected by Klaus and lonely because he’s been…entertaining, Genevieve.” She said with a smirk that told him he was being ridiculous. He just nodded. “I knew what I was getting into when we started this whole thing. He’s not neglecting me. I still get just as much time with him as I always did. She gets his days, I get his nights and after Klaus’s wolf relatives and the crescent wolves have moonlight rings on their fingers…she gets dropped on her bony little ass.”

“You are aware that in order to keep up the charade Klaus will eventually be required to give her some of your nights, right?” Elijah pointed out.

“I’m aware.” Katie nodded.

“She will grow suspicious if she even so much as suspects that you and Klaus are still together.” He reminded her.

“And have I not played my part perfectly?” Katie asked, getting irritated with him.

“You have, which is what confuses me.” he told her with a frown. “How are you okay with him indulging her?”

“Because I know where his heart truly lies and that everything that happens between them means absolutely nothing to him and everything to her.” Katie argued.

“How can you so callously crush someone’s heart when yours has been broken so many times?” Elijah asked.

“Because after torturing him and Rebekah, threatening to take Klaus from me and therefore break up yet another part of his family she deserves to get dropped on her ass.” Katie answered then decided to change the subject a bit. “So how’s it going with your end of things?”

“I have gotten the new faction leaders to agree to a meeting this afternoon.” He answered. “Would you like to join me in leading it?” he asked, catching Katie a little off guard. “Diego and Hayley respect you.”

“Yes, but Genevieve will be there representing the witches. Witches, who I need not remind you, I have a special hatred of. Putting the two of us in one room together will be like putting two angry vipers in a tank and watching them fight to the death. It will be counter productive to the mission.” Katie pointed out.

“Yes, you are probably right about that.” he agreed.

“Is she gone yet?” Katie asked, missing the enhanced hearing she once had as a vampire.

Elijah listened for a moment. “No. She and Niklaus are talking, but it’s nothing of import. Would you like me to interrupt and urge her to leave?”

“Yes, please.” Katie told him with a thankful look.

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That afternoon, while Elijah and Genevieve were at the summit, Katie and Klaus had lunch together. “So, how are things with Genevieve?” Katie asked before she took a bite of her b.l.t. sandwich.

“I believe she has grown suspicious.” He answered making Katie give him a curious look. “I noticed a willows hoop dream catcher, adorned with the bones and feet of a chicken, on a shelf in our quarters.”

“She’s spying on you.” Katie observed getting a look from Klaus that asked how she knew about the witch’s use of dream catcher spy glasses. “Fiona’s mother used them all the time to keep tabs on my father. That way she wouldn’t get caught healing my back.”

Klaus looked at her with sadness in his eyes and she knew it was because he too knew what it felt like to have his flesh split open with tiny strips of leather. He took a deep breath, then let it out and took a bite of his lunch. “Yes, she is spying on me. So we can no longer sleep in our quarters.”

“Because if you move or destroy the dream catcher it will only further her suspicions.” Katie sighed.

“And I’m afraid her suspicion stems from the fact that she and I have been taking it too slow. My actions do not match my reputation.” He added. “It is time I took the next step with her…”

“Well,” Katie paused to swallow the food in her mouth then continued, “we knew this was going to happen sooner or later.” she pushed her empty plate away and took a drink of water from the clear wine glass.

“I can not tell if you are hiding your resentment with indifference or if you truly do not care rather or not I sleep with Genevieve.” He observed.

“Klaus…” she sighed as she stood from the chair and walked around the table to lean her butt against it as she looked down at him, “I truly don’t care if you have sex with her. If you’re comfortable using it as a tool of manipulation then so am I.” she assured him. “All of this…Elijah working to unite the factions, us empowering the werewolves and manipulating Genevieve into doing so…it’s all to achieve one main goal.” She placed her hand on his cheek. “Create a safe environment for our daughter with you and the werewolves at the top of the totem pole. It will take time, but I have all faith that we can make it happen.” He scooted his chair back and grabbed her hips as she slid to stand in front of him. “I’ve asked you before and I have to ask again…are you comfortable using sex to manipulate her?”

“It’s nothing I haven’t done a thousand times before.” He answered as he slipped a hand over her stomach. “It’s easy when she means absolutely nothing to me.” she gave him a look that asked him to give her a straight answer. “Yes, I am comfortable with it.”

“Then we have nothing to worry about.” She told him then leaned down and pressed her lips to his. “Though I worry a little,” she made a pinching gesture with her thumb and pointer finger, “that she will be better than me, all things considered.” Her eyes glanced down at her massive stomach.

“You needn’t worry about that.” Klaus assured her as he stood up and looked down at her.

“But I do.” She replied as she slid her hands up his chest. “I can hardly breath these days much less satisfy you…” her eyes slipped from his to look at her hands on his chest. “Besides, you clearly have a thing for redheads considering I found a painting you made of a very beautiful woman with long, wavy, red locks in the attic.”

“How do you know it’s one of mine?” Klaus asked with a tilt of his head.

“Because I’ve watched you paint enough to know your brushstrokes when I see them.” Katie answered.

“I’ll admit to having a predilection for red hair.” he told her before he pecked her on the end of her nose, “However, you…are the red head I crave every second I am away from you.” he leaned down and caught her lips in a long, slow, sweet kiss.

When it broke she looked into his blue eyes. “I love you, Big Bad Wolf.” He just smiled and slipped his thumb over her cheekbone. “So…how’s Father Kieran?”

“His lucidity is slowly deteriorating.” Klaus answered. “I’ve heard talk of him being replaced as the leader of the human faction.”

“By who?” Katie asked with a frown.

“Francesca Correa.” He answered. “She is the city’s leading philanthropist.”

“So she’s a do-gooder like Father K.?” Katie asked curiously.

“She also owns the biggest casino in the city and is the matriarch to a rather sizable drug trafficking empire.” He added.

“Okay…definitely not a do-gooder.” Katie drawled. “Have you spoken to Cami?” Klaus just shook his head as his cell phone dinged in his back pocket.

“The summit is over. No doubt Genevieve will be here soon.” He told her.

“I will be so glad when this is all done and she is banned from this house.” Katie sighed.

“That makes two of us.” Klaus told her then pecked her on the lips. “Until then we all have our parts to play.”

Katie simply blew air between her lips as she led her head fall forward to rest on his chest. Knowing what she was feeling he pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

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With Nate at her side Katie looked through maternity dresses on a rack in the local maternity boutique. “So why are you going to this party?” Nate asked as he looked through a rack then held up a black dress and she shook her head no.

“Because it’s partially my responsibility to help Klaus and Elijah make this place safe for my child to grow up in.” She answered and he held up another dress. “Ooh, I like that one.” She took it from him when he held it out to her and draped it over her arm. “And you wonder why I thought you were gay when we first met.” She commented with a playful smile.

“Hey, a guy doesn’t have to be gay to know what will look good on a woman.” He defended.

“Oh I’m aware.” she replied with a laugh.

“For curiosity’s sake why did you think I was gay?” he asked as he held up another dress that she liked and tossed it over her arm.

“You’re pretty for a guy.” She answered and he gave her a “get serious” look. “And I mean that in a very…Jensen Ackles kind of way.”

“Thanks…I think.” He told her as he held up another dress and she shook her head.

“You’re welcome.” She told him then looked at her arm to see that she had way too many dresses stacked on it. “I’m going to go try these on.” After waiting for what felt like forever for her to be done she stepped out of the dressing room in a dark blue form fitting dress that stopped just above her knees with a deep v cowl neckline and long sleeves. “Be honest, what do you think? Is it too plain?”

“I think if you wear that dress every male at the party as well as some females might have heart attacks.” He answered.

“Is that a good thing?” Katie asked with an unsure look down at the generous amount of cleavage that the dress revealed.

“Yes.” He answered. “And no, it’s not too plain.”

“It doesn’t look like I’m trying way too hard to be sexy when in reality I look like a blue whale?” she asked self-consciously.

“No.” he answered. “If your goal is to make Klaus remember what he left for a shapeless bean pole with no personality setting other than bitch, then this is your dress.”

“What would I do without you?” Katie asked fondly.

“You would be a hopeless mess too scared to leave the compound.” He answered, then smiled and shook his head. “Na, you’d be just fine, friendless, but fine. Now go change, I still need to buy something to wear to this fancy pants shindig.”

She ducked back behind the curtain of the changing room. “You’re coming tonight?” she asked knowing that parties weren’t usually his thing.

“You think I’m going to let you walk into a room of witches, werewolves and vampires without a bodyguard?” he asked as if her question was silly. “No. I’m your self appointed friend date.”

Katie just laughed to herself at his silly over protectiveness. “You know both Elijah and Klaus will be there right? Neither of them will let anything happen to me.”

“Yes, but Elijah will most likely be working the floor ensuring that everyone gets along with each other and Klaus will have his head up Genevieve’s butt.” He pointed out.

“Okay, fine, you can be my friend date.” She told him as she pulled her maternity shirt over her head then stepped out of the booth and shrugged her jacket on.

TVDTVDTVD

Loud dance music floated upstairs from the party that was kicking off downstairs and into the bedroom that was attached to the nursery where Katie stood at a vanity fastening a shimmering bracelet around her wrist. When it was secured she took off the necklace Klaus had given her and added some small shimmering beads to the chain dressing it up to match the form flattering dress. Klaus let himself in and quietly closed the door. Katie turned to see him dressed in a black suit with a black dress shirt and a black and gold printed tie. “Hello handsome.” Katie greeted with an appreciative tone that suggested if she had it her way they wouldn’t leave the bedroom at all tonight.

Klaus growled, low and deep, as he sat his hands on her waist then slid them down to her hips and caught her lips with his. “Was it your intention, when you chose that dress, to torture me all night?”

Katie laughed and he noticed a devious tone in it. “I chose it to show Genevieve that regardless of what she thinks even eight months pregnant I’m still sexier than she’ll ever be. Torturing you and making you think only of me all night was just a happy side note.”

He gave her an impressed look with his lust filled eyes. “You haven’t peeked at the nursery have you?” he asked considering he knew it was tempting to do so, but he hadn’t finished it yet and didn’t want her to see it until he was done.

“I promised you I wouldn’t.” she told him with an eye roll and he gave her a look that told her to be honest. “No, I haven’t peeked at your unfinished project.”

“And you remember your role for tonight?” he asked, getting back to business.

“Yep, hang out with Nate, look defeated when I see you with Genevieve, help keep an eye out for tension and if need be distract Genevieve catty, immature banter while you’re talking to Jackson who is the alpha of one of the two branches of crescent wolves.” She answered then slid her hands over the smooth skin of his neck.

He smiled down at her but it faded when an uncomfortable look flashed across her face and she placed her hand on her stomach. “What’s wrong?” he asked, suddenly concerned.

“It’s nothing.” She assured him with a shake of her head as her face relaxed.

“Katie.” He drawled in a warning tone.

“Klaus.” She mimicked back. “It’s just Braxton hicks.”

“You’re sure?” he asked with wide worried eyes.

“I’m sure.” She assured him then dropped her hand from her loosening stomach. “I know what contractions feel like. I’ll tell you when I start feeling the real thing.” He breathed out a heavy breath and rested his forehead on hers. “I know you grow more anxious the closer we get to the due date…” she sighed as she grabbed his hands off of her hips and threaded their fingers together as she looked into his steel blue eyes. “But we’ll be okay.”

It was rare for him to let her see him vulnerable, but every time he did it just reminded her how much he cared for her and trusted her. Eventually, as the music outside grew louder, Klaus let go of her hands and pecked her on the lips. “Let’s get this show on the road shall we?” he asked as he held his hand out to the door for her to go first.

TVDTVDTVD

Katie and Nate were sitting at a table munching on some hors d’oeuvres when Genevieve and the three harvest girls walked in from one entrance. At the same time, a group of people led by two rustically handsome men, one with long blond hair and the other with shorter, but still long brown hair, came in from the second. “I’m guessing those guys are the crescent wolves?” Katie asked Nate.

“Yep. Something tells me it’s only a matter of time before this party gets interesting.” He answered then noticed her plate was empty so he grabbed his then motioned to hers, “you done with that?” she gave him a nod so he went to pass the plates off to a waiter. While he was gone she watched Elijah join the party and Katie was going to go talk to him and compliment him on his party planning skills, but another woman beat her to it and started flirting with him. “Feeling jealous?” Nate asked as he joined her at the tall table and handed her a champagne flute of sparkling white grape juice.

“What?” she asked looking away from the woman and Elijah, to a smirking Nate. “Why would I be jealous?”

“Um, probably because you two were a thing once upon a time.” He answered getting a frown from Katie considering she never told him about her past with Elijah. “It’s kind of public knowledge that you were soul bound to him and the link only broke because your soul shattered. The recovery from which led to you being able to get knocked up by Klaus when you were still a vampire.”

“My life’s story is public knowledge?” she asked with raised brows and he nodded. “Wow, that sucks. But to answer your question, no I’m not jealous. I’m curious.” She told him with a sigh then looked to see that Elijah was elsewhere, but the woman still stood at the table choosing desserts.

“You’re curious?” he asked disbelievingly.

“Last I heard he was dating Hayley. So when I see him flirting with whoever that chick is, yeah I get a touch curious.” She defended.

“That chick is Francesca Correa.” Nate informed her with a smirk.

“Would it completely and totally annoy you if I asked you to be nosey and tell me what Elijah and Diego are talking about?” Katie asked with a nod of her head at the two men.

“Not at all, I love being nosey.” He told her with an interested smirk then noticed her giving him a look. “What, guys can be nosey too.”

“I knew there was a reason I like you.” she told him with a laugh that he playfully shushed.

“Elijah is telling Diego to be polite and welcoming to the wolves, but they killed Diego’s family and would have killed him too had Marcel not saved him.” Nate told her while continuing to listen then Katie watched as Elijah said something to Diego and walked away.

“What did Elijah say back?” Katie asked, but when she looked at Nate she saw that he was looking off to the side and up. She followed his gaze and realized he’d noticed Klaus and Genevieve standing on the upper balcony talking.

“Elijah used fancy words to tell him to suck it up and Genevieve just called you a walking incubator with trashy taste in fashion.” He answered. The insult didn’t bother her, it wasn’t anything she hadn’t heard a thousand times before in her life. What bothered her was when Klaus placed his hand on Genevieve’s shoulder and said something to make her smile before he kissed her.

It wasn’t passionate or even a lingering kiss, but it was still a kiss and the first time Katie had actually seen them together. “If you squeeze that glass any harder it’s going to break and slice your hand open. I don’t need to tell you how bad that would be given the amount of vampires in the building.” Katie tore her eyes off of Genevieve, who’d seen her giving them a glare that if looks could kill would have Genevieve coughing up blood, then set her flute of juice on the table. She flexed her fingers and took a deep breath. “You okay?”

“Yeah.” She answered. He ducked into her line of vision and raised his brows at her. “No, but…I have to be.” She told him with a sigh. “Otherwise I’m not and I can’t deal with that right now.”

“Well, I would offer you a drink, but…” he motioned to her stomach.

“Yeah, trust me, if I wasn’t pregnant I would have found my way to the nearest container of bourbon and drank half of it already.” She told him with an aggravated look then picked up her glass and downed it.

“You know they say the last month of pregnancy is all hormones and mood swings. So, just, keep that in mind.” He told her in an attempt to make her feel like less of a crazy person and she gave him a thankful look.

An hour later, Nate had left her to dance with a witch that had been eyeing him all night. So Katie stood at the table by herself watching him dance with the witch and Elijah dance with Hayley. She was supposed to be keeping an eye out for fighting or tension, but so far the entire party had been going according to plan. So when Jackson, the rustically handsome brunette werewolf, interrupted Elijah and Hayley and Hayley started dancing with him, Katie left the table she’d been hanging out at to go to Elijah. “Save me from my boredom?” she asked with her hand held out to him.

“Gladly.” He took it and gave her a spin before she placed her other hand on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around her waist.

“Did she just ditch you?” Katie asked with a glance at Hayley.

“She just informed me that she and Jackson were betrothed right after their birth and considering she is eight weeks pregnant with his child they are going through with the ceremony.” He told her with a displeased look.

“But Jackson and the other crescents haven’t even been cured for a full month.” Katie thought out loud. “So that means…” she couldn’t make herself finish her sentence. It meant that Hayley has slept with Jackson while being courted by Elijah. “I warned her-”

“It’s fine.” He cut her off.

“She cheated on you. That’s not okay in my book.” Katie argued with a frown and a glare at Hayley who saw and averted her eyes in shame.

“They got caught up during a full moon and sparks flew.” He defended Hayley. “I can’t say I do not know the feeling.” She knew from the look in his chocolate browns that he was talking about the sparks that once flew between the two of them. “I just did not feel it with her.”

“What about Francesca Correa?” Katie asked and he narrowed his eyes and shook his head not knowing what she was talking about. “I saw you two flirting earlier.”

“She flirted first and I flattered her because she is the new head of the human faction.” He explained.

“Either way, she has a thing for you.” Katie told him noticing Francesca gave Katie the stink eye. “She doesn’t like that I’m dancing with you.”

“Well, you are incredibly threatening to the entire female population in that dress.” He replied purposely making it a point to not look any lower down than her eyes.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” She told him before he gave her another twirl making her smile.

TVDTVDTVD

Katie was dancing with Nate when a confrontation between the blond werewolf guy, who’s name she’d learned was Oliver, and Diego broke out. As soon as Diego threw Oliver into a glass table, shattering it, Nate whooshed Katie up to the second floor away from the fight. Soon after, Elijah pinned Oliver’s head down on a table while Jackson held Diego against one of the wooden columns with a stake on his chest. “This ends now. I won’t ask again.” Elijah told Oliver.

“Oh we’ll end it alright.” Jackson said, making Elijah look over his shoulder to see that he had Diego pinned down.

“So end it.” Katie spoke up as she left Nate and started walking down the stairs and into the middle of the courtyard. “Kill each other. Get it all over with.”

When she walked past Klaus where he had been talking to Francesca she heard her ask him, “Shouldn’t you intervene or something?”

“Why would I? This party just got interesting.” Klaus replied. “Besides, I want to know what’s going to come out of that talented little mouth of hers.”

Katie ignored him and kept her eyes on Elijah and Jackson. “Except that it won’t be over. It will just be one more hate crime to add to the long list. Let’s take a look at the “crimes” each of the factions shall we?” She air quoted the word crimes as she looked at Jackson and Oliver. “The werewolves have a natural and uncontrollable tendency to turn feral one night a month and tear people to shreds. Therefore getting on everyone’s bad side and we all know that the wolves and vampires have hated each other since the creation of time.”

She turned her eyes to Elijah and Diego. “Then there's the vampires who ticked off the witches by throwing a wrench into their harvest ritual and using one of their own to control them. And, well, they anger the werewolves and humans simply by existing.”

From there she looked at the witches. “In retaliation for the vampires and the leader of the human faction getting in the way of them gaining more power with their ritual, the witches hexed not one, but two humans. Long before that they also cursed the werewolves to live in their wolf form save one day of the month. And to top it all off they’ve angered the original vampires with their repeated attempts to get rid of my unborn child.”

Lastly she looked at Francesca, “Then there’s the human’s…” she sighed. “From what I’ve seen they turn a blind eye as long as the money keeps rolling in and when it stops they go on a killing spree of whatever faction cut them off.”

“Are you approaching a point?” Elijah asked, still pinning Oliver’s head to the table.

“My point is…” she turned to look at everyone else in the room, now speaking to them. “We all have reason to hate each other, but we need to put the past in the past, step out of the hate tainted shoes of our ancestors and come together to create a thriving community. Not just for ourselves, but for future generations as well. Otherwise we will constantly be looking over our shoulders waiting for the next war to break out…the next crime to be committed, and I don’t know about all of you, but that doesn’t seem like much of a life to me.” she paused and looked at the four men still frozen in place with their eyes on her. “So, boys, what’s it going to be, murder and war… or peace and hope for a better future?” she asked and the men let go of one other and brushed themselves off. “Alright then,” she looked at the DJ standing at a table in the corner of the silent courtyard and made eye contact with him. “laissez le bon temps rouler!” she waved her finger in the air in a wrap it up manner and the DJ turned the music back on kicking the party back up.

Klaus gave her a proud smirk when they caught each other’s eyes as she turned and headed back up the stairs where Nate still stood. “You are aware that you just did a New Orleans style mike drop right?”

“I’m not sure I’m aware of anything that just came out of my mouth.” She answered as she turned her back to the crowd, leaning on the wooden railing then stared off into the distance. “I hate being the center of attention.”

“Then what possessed you to stick yourself in the limelight?” Nate asked curiously.

She shrugged and shook her head. “I don’t know, I just…I saw Elijah slam that werewolf’s head into a table and Jackson threaten to kill Diego and something in me just…snapped.” She explained then met his green eyes.

“Well, this is your home now and you’re not just a human, you used to be a vampire and you’re carrying a baby that is three out of the four factions. You have good reason to want them to all get along.” Nate pointed out.

“Yes, but that doesn’t give me the right to jump onto a soapbox and lecture them like I’m some kind of high and mighty, all knowing-”

“Queen?” she heard Klaus ask and looked to her left to see him walking over, “May I steal a minute, mate?” he asked Nate who nodded and walked off.

“I’m not a queen.” She told him with a head shake.

“That speech you just gave suggests otherwise.” He countered. “You may not see it, but everyone else does. You were born for this role. All you have to do is open your mouth and people respond.”

“Born for it or not I wasn’t born into it.” she argued as she turned around and looked down at the crowd. “This has only been my home for a little under eight months. Those people have lived here their whole lives.” Genevieve, standing at a table with the harvest girls, minus Davina, looked up at them and Katie frowned. “Queen or not we shouldn’t be talking right now. So,” she gave Genevieve a challenging look as she turned from the crowd to face Klaus and placed her hand on his shoulder. She started seductively talking to and touching him, “I’m going to flirt with you like the desperate, has been, walking incubator she thinks I am and you’re going to look at me like I’m pathetic, reject me then walk away.”

His face took on a look of disdain as he removed her hands from where they were slipping under his suit jacket then towered over her as he grabbed her face in his large hand and looked her in the eyes. “I love you.” from far away, especially from the angle Genevieve was viewing the exchange from, it looked like Klaus had told her he loathed her.

Katie’s face twisted with a pained look and she surprised even herself with the tear that slipped down her cheek as he let go of her face, turned his back on her then walked away. She kept her eyes on him as he made his way to Genevieve then asked her to dance to the slow song that was playing. While they were dancing Genevieve glanced up at Katie and gave her a snooty, ‘I win’ smile then slipped her eyes back to Klaus. “Wanna take a walk, get some fresh air?” Nate asked as he walked over and stood beside her.

“Fresh air would be nice.” She answered as she took her eyes off of Klaus and Genevieve to look at Nate as she wiped the tear from her cheek.

They were on their way to one of the main exits when she heard Elijah call her name and stopped as he walked over to her. “May I have a moment?”

“Uh, yeah, sure.” She answered, wondering if she’d said something in her speech that pissed him off, then looked at Nate who had also stopped, “I’ll meet you outside.” he went ahead and she turned her attention back to Elijah who placed his hand on her shoulder and walked her over to the desserts table. “What’s up?”

“First,” he grabbed a slice of cheesecake and a metal fork and held them out to her so she took them with a roll of her eyes, “I haven’t seen you eat much tonight. Also, I have been talking to the faction leaders and we all agree that you should join us in signing the treaty tonight. They believe you should take a seat at the table.

“What?” she asked around a bite of the plain cheesecake.

“With Rebekah no longer in the picture, the people see you as the Mikaelson matriarch.” He explained. “Not to mention you put things in perspective and gave them the final push that led to them all agreeing to sign the treaty tonight.”

“You call me a matriarch, Klaus calls me a queen, both are flattering, but insanely inaccurate.” She said with an animated shake of her head not understanding why Klaus and Elijah kept putting her on a pedestal.

“Katie, you are standing in a unique place of power as an important member of this community with the fresh, un-bias, view of an outsider. We are simply encouraging you to embrace it. However, it goes without saying that you do not have to do anything you do not want to do.” He told her diplomatically.

“Can I think about it?” she asked as she dropped her eyes to her cheesecake.

“Of course.” He answered, happy that she was even thinking about it. “We’re meeting here in the courtyard at 11 if you decide to sign it.” she just gave him a nod and headed outside where she found Nate sitting on a bench.

“So, what did Elijah want?” he asked as she sat down next to him.

“He asked me to sign the treaty.” She answered with a sigh as she slipped her hands over the itching skin of her stomach.

“Are you going to?” he asked curiously.

“I don’t know.” She answered with a shrug. “On one hand I’m flattered and I want to step up to the plate, but on the other I just want to be a good mother.”

“You know, this is the twenty-first century, you can choose to be both.” He told her, making her look at him across her shoulder. “I think I speak for the masses when I say I think you should go for it. Take your place at the table and use your voice to make a difference.”

Katie took in a deep breath as she lifted her shoulders then let them fall as she let it out.

TVDTVDTVD

Elijah gave Katie a surprised look when he saw her walk into the courtyard and join him, Francesca, Genevieve, Diego, Hayley and Jackson where they all stood around a table that held the new treaty, a bowl and seven silver daggers. Diego was the first to pick up a dagger and cut his palm. Everyone else followed suit then held their hands over the bowl, creating the ‘ink’ they would sign the treaty with. Elijah dipped a quill pen in the blood then handed it to Diego who signed then handed it to Francesca who passed it off to Genevieve then on until Hayley handed Katie the pen. So Katie dipped it then signed her name and handed it to Elijah, the last to sign.

After a few words from Elijah the meeting dispersed. Katie and Genevieve headed for the stairs at the same time and bumped shoulders. Katie bit her tongue, gave Genevieve the most polite smile she could muster for such a horrid person, then stepped aside and waved for her to go first. “You know,” Genevieve started as they neared the top of the stairs, “you can flash your cleavage and flirt all you want, but you’ll never win him back.”

“Yet, I believe you’re time with him is limited and you know it.” Katie replied with a condescendingly chipper tone and her head held high as they came to a stop at the top of the stairs. “After the birth of our child he’ll be so wrapped up in his daughter and me, aka his family, that your little love spell on him will break and he’ll forget all about his witchy little play thing. So enjoy your borrowed time in our bed while it lasts.” Katie told her with a smile as she walked past her. “Goodnight.”

She knew she shouldn’t say things like that since it was technically true, but she was ninety percent sure that Genevieve saw her as a giant joke no matter what came out of Katie’s mouth.

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