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jellonetta · 1 year

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That's when they say I lost my only friend PT. 1

OK so this was a veryyyy long request in the making but I decided to split is into two parts. I didn't want everyone to wait any longer for more and then forget about it so here is part 1 of 2.

Content for those who are wondering, in this story Sunny Day Jack and Joseph are the same person or entity in a way. The reader hasn't moved to the farmhouse yet but will be in the second part.

Part One is like the calm before the storm to put it like that.

Requested By @chibithewitch

Character(s): Sunny Day Jack | Joseph Haberdae x GN! Chubby! Vitiligo! Reader

TW: Minor Angst, Fluff, Some one-sided feeling(?)

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙

You can remember running outside with Hazel, your dog, without care. She chases, and you laugh in glee. Your family couldn't understand why they adore you over the others. Hazel loves them, but you seem like you were their favorite. Your older brother was quite jealous of your's and Hazel's bond. You think he envies it. Your family has started to take note of your relationship, too.

It's nothing special though. You just enjoy each other’s company.

Hazel has always been there for you. She understands you better than anyone. When you feel lost, or when something is bothering you, she's there. When you're sad, she'll sit right by you until you calm down. When you’re angry, she makes you feel safe. If someone hurts her, you protect her.

And if anything happens to you…well, she's going to look out for you just as well.

She's probably more protective than you are of yourself.

She seems to sense when someone is coming up behind her and is ready to defend you from any threat. She's an excellent fighter, but even she needs help sometimes. And when she gets scared, she's very aggressive. She's not a violent beast, but she's very sensitive to any form of negative emotion. She hates it when people hurt the ones she loves.

Even after your break up with Ian, she was there to comfort you. The trick she does best is licking your face. Whenever she tries, you laugh and try to wipe her saliva off. But it never works because she can still taste how salty you are. It's so gross. She licks it off your skin anyway before licking her lips clean. You don't mind, though. She's your baby and she means well. She's happy you're happy again.

Then you met him, Joseph Haberdae, and his ghost(?), alter ego(?), Sunny Day Jack.

Joseph was quite close off when you first met him. Picking up part-time at the yogurtopia, you never held so much sympathy for a person until you saw him in the work uniform. You could have sworn you saw his eye twitching when he had to say the store slogan.

A part of him must have died that day.

He looked miserable and you didn't want to make things worse. You tried talking to him. But his answers were dry and distant. Trying to maintain the brick wall he's putting up between you two. So you let it go. He was trying to deal with something. You respected that. He didn't need you interfering in his life. That would only make things worse, anyways. So you left him alone and focused on working.

But something just change one day he started a conversation, heck even cracked a few jokes. He was in a good mood, a great one at that. You liked it saying that he should smile more you remember seeing his face turning red and rolling his eyes before going ahead to restock the topping bins.

He was making an effort to make friends, even with his weirdly closed-off personality. After all, if his life were like yours, wouldn't he want to do the same?

And so you started hanging out with him. He was fun and funny. His jokes reminded you of a younger you, and you both shared moments of laughter. He was a great conversationalist and seemed comfortable with himself. Even though he didn't talk much, you appreciated being able to share some of your memories with him.

You worked together, and the next few months passed by peacefully. He was growing on you much more than you thought until you caught yourself talking about him to Hazel. Her eyes fill with wonder at this stranger who makes you smile like a love-sick middle school girl.

You weren't sure what happened.

Perhaps it was your newfound interest in romance and his friendly presence. Or maybe it was something else entirely. One thing was for sure though, Joseph wasn't leaving your mind anytime soon.

At least, that's what you told yourself when Joseph started acting distant. It bothered you to no end because you didn't want to lose the friendship you built. Especially when your relationship was already starting to grow strong.

But when you asked him what it was, he avoided the question. Instead, he said, "It’ll get better, (nickname). I promise." Which was the opposite of what you wanted him to say. In all honesty, you weren't sure what exactly made him upset. Maybe he was just tired. Who knows, maybe he just needed the time apart.

So when he offered to stay with you during his shift and you agreed, you assumed nothing would happen.

You were mistaken.

For once.

Something did happen.

Not long later, the three of you sat around the house. The two of you watched TV and chatted about random things, Hazel manage to bargain Joseph out of some head pats. It was not like he had much of a choice with her massive size. Then he reached out and grabbed your wrist. At the same moment he turned his head to you to ask what you were doing, he suddenly froze and began shaking.

You didn't know what was happening, but he looked terrified. Your eyes widen in concern as you tried to figure out what was going through his mind. He was frozen like a deer caught in headlights staring into your eyes. He opened his mouth to speak but he was unable to utter a sound. The longer he stared at you, the paler he got.

Eventually, with one last squeeze of your hand, he collapsed on you.

You gently moved him back onto the couch and then immediately took your phone from where you had left it charging. You turned the volume all the way down on the tv. Hazel was quick to take action going into protective mode and looking around the room for danger.

“What just happened? Was he sick? Is something wrong with him?” Your mind was racing. How could this possibly be normal behavior for Joseph?

She continued growling until you ran toward her to check on her.

“Woah, woah, honey. Easy tiger. It’s okay.” You cooed rubbing her ears.

“It’s okay. Nothing is wrong with him. We’re fine. We’re gonna be just fine.”

The growl stopped, but her tail stayed down as she watched Joseph cautiously. Her breathing slowly returned to normal, but her fur remained in a defensive position. You didn’t blame her. You also didn’t understand what was happening either. But you were glad she calmed down.

"Hello, Sunshine!" A sudden voice caused you both to turn around and see Joseph.

"Joseph..?" You muttered.

"No, I'm Jack, Sunny Day Jack! I'm happy to finally meet you!" He said cheerfully.

His bright blue hair bounced slightly with every move he made. He smiled at you brightly. You didn't understand what the hell is going on. It looks like Joseph from the jawline to the way his hair is combed aside from being more neat than messy. The only difference is he looks like he was straight out of a kid's show.

What is going on? Did he somehow switch places with a different person?

You turned toward him to confirm what you thought.

To your surprise, however, the face wasn't unfamiliar at all. He was grinning widely at you, and although the expression was completely different than the Joseph you knew, it still felt familiar.

"Oh my!" Jack chuckled. "You don't recognize me?" He questioned, obviously amused.

You shook your head. "I guess it wasn't the best idea to introduce myself to a stranger. Well, you're not a stranger anymore, (nickname)! I'll tell you about the whole story sometime. For now, can call her off, it looks like I'm going to become her next chew toy."

And that is how you met Jack.

Of course, you're worried at first because you still haven't been able to figure out how he switched to Joseph. You asked him many times how he did it but you never received any answer. But he never gave you any reason to doubt his sincerity.

He's quite the character from his bright blue hair, and cute clown cosmetics, down to his comical clown shoes. He doesn't push things or force himself onto you. He knows that the way you deal with emotions is different from what he does. He respects your boundaries, but never pressures you into doing anything. He just waits for you to come around and open up when you want to. So you're thankful that he did this to you.

Joseph and Jack were quite the duo with the clashing aesthetics, personality, and even the way they talk it was hard to say it was the same person. Jack loved to listen to music and Joseph was fascinated with comic books. You've learned that Joseph is a bit of a coffee addict. He'd always make a double shot and drink it while sitting at the bar counter.

He's been addicted ever since his college days he says.

As for Jack, he enjoyed cooking. You didn't know why he was interested in cooking. But he can make anything edible. But despite his talent in cooking, he rarely cooked for himself. When he cooked for you, it was always homemade meals. He never bought ingredients. You always had to buy them for him.

You couldn't cook for shit sometimes. But hey Jack make some bomb-ass blueberries pancakes.

Jack would laugh and you'd join in, You were happy. And the atmosphere was lightening up and that's when you realized.

You've forgotten how love felt you were.

And it felt wonderful.

You didn't realize you were smiling so wide and you didn't notice that you had gotten lost in the moment. You were brought back into reality when you heard Jack clear his throat. You looked up at him and noticed that his cheeks were flushed lightly.

"You know...you're very pretty when you smile like that.." he spoke quietly, averting your gaze.

You blinked at the sudden compliment. You honestly didn't expect to hear that from him. You never considered that anyone would think of you as attractive.

You were shocked.

"Really?! I never realized...." you trailed off.

"I mean...it's true. And Joseph seems to enjoy your company. I never understood why."

"Because I'm nice and sweet!" You smiled softly at him. "But yeah, I enjoy your company too..."

You didn't realize that was true, but you kind of liked that too. There's nothing wrong with having him enjoy your company, right?

But you were scared your last relationship left you in ruin. You were afraid you were going to fall in love again and have a repeat of the past. You didn't want it to happen again. It's hard enough knowing what happened to you before. You never want to be reminded of your past mistakes again.

And yet here he was with his hands around yours and his body pressed close to yours. If there was anything you were certain of, it was that you wanted more.

Thank you For Reading! <3 Stay in tune for part two!

Request are Open

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sugarcause · 2 years

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HIII okay I have a lot of reqs in rn so def take ur time w this BUT I’m at a party rn and I feel so awkward bc i don’t know anyone and I just rlly wanna go home but ppl keep talking to me LMAO so could I get genshin characters coming in to save a more ambiverted/introverted character from a party full of extroverts?? (Kaeya, Lisa, Hu Tao, Ayato, Thoma, Venti if those aren’t too much😭) if u want some more specifics, maybe like Captain Of Favonius!Reader or Royalty!Reader so it’s like a diplomatic or political meeting that reader has more of an obligation to attend and the characters need to rescue them haha

tysm!! -🍉

saving more introverted reader from a party with kaeya, lisa, hu tao, ayato, thoma, venti hcs ✉

includes: kaeya, lisa, hu tao, ayato, thoma, venti precis: yea... um... i'm just... gonna go now? yea.. take note of: parties, diplomat!reader (ayato), captain of favonius!reader (lisa+kaeya), fluff reader gender: gn <3 voice mail: omg 3rd post of the day i'm on a roll!! someone tell me how i'm back at 14 reqs ASDJHKLSADJK

"ah... yea, it is pretty fun." you stutter out, forcing a smile as you grip onto your drink. "that's great! so..." the person in front of you continues chattering as you zone out.

the amount of regrets you had coming here. you could only sigh. this person truly wasn't rude at all, your social battery had just run out.

goodness did you need saving.

❦ kaeya (captain of favonius! reader)

- he definitely notices what's up.

- he knows from his own attendance of fancy parties how tiring it can be. politics are hard and your knight in shining armor is coming to the rescue!

- he'll walk up to you confidently and address the person you're talking to. he's able to transition the conversation smoothly enough to lead to your exit.

- he's a smooth talker, it's easy to distract them as he finds an opening for you to leave.

- he'll either walk you home or hang around you the rest of the night, being the conversationalist for the both of you.

"you feeling alright? let's get you out of here darling, i'll take care of you."

❦ lisa (captain of favonius! reader)

- another one who can tell you're uncomfortable. people had been approaching you and she could see by the look in your eye that you were tired.

- she'll whisk you away by making an excuse for you. being a captain, she says you have some other responsibilities for the night.

- she'll talk with them for a bit, she might even make them flustered enough to go as you just giggle at her antics.

- she'll leave with you before informing jean and she'll make sure you can get home safely.

"i've already told jean we'll be leaving. are you tired? don't worry, you can lean on me, cutie."

❦ ayato (diplomat! reader)

- he knows you well enough to realize that you want to leave. he's aware it's part of your responsibility to be at this party, but you've done your due diligence.

- he simply struts over and the person talking to you immediately turns his focus onto him. it's not everyday you get to see the esteemed kamisato clan leader after all.

- he'll chat with them for a bit, exchanging pleasantries before he finds an excuse to escort you away to a quieter place.

- high chance he's actually tired with you honestly.

- he'll make sure the two of you are all set to go before walking you home as you hold hands.

"it was truly a joy meeting you but i'm afraid we have some plans for tomorrow and must retire early."

❦ hu tao

- she can see you struggle. very obviously.

- as much as you can enjoy and appreciate liyue's beautiful festivals, constantly having to socialize with other people can be exhausting.

- makes a distraction. yea she goes the extra mile.

- she sets the curtain on fire ('just a small flame', she says) and launches into a spiel about why you should take up the sale at wangsheng.

- as everyone's in chaos and distracted, she'll grab your hand as you two make a run for it. quite the eventful night, if you had to say.

- you two might end up kicked out but at least you don't have to go back!

"-and that's why you should order your coffins now! ah, no one's really listening now... c'mon let's run while we can!"

❦ thoma

- rushes to rescue you like the good boy he is. he can't have you feeling bad now, can he?

- he's very polite about it, introducing himself, making light conversation, then he says that you two have to leave and he holds your hand and walks away with you.

- he'll definitely worry about you and will make sure you're alright, practically doting over you.

- if you inform him beforehand about how you might get tried at the party, he'll be looking after you the entire night.

"do you need water? a snack? alright, let's get you home now, you should rest."

❦ venti

- he will laugh at you internally, in an endearing way!

- most likely drunk, it's a party! but he won't want you to be uncomfortable so he'll go up to you and just start talking away.

- if the person isn't leaving even with his incessant talking, then he won't hesitate to make up an excuse that'll allow the two of you to leave.

- he'll grab one last drink (he'll ask you if you want anything), before walking out with you as he hums happily.

"this bard has some ballads to compose and needs to rest so i'll have to take them with me, goodbye!"

im whipped

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bump1nthen1ght · 3 years

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I’m Still Hurting (F!Reader/M!Orc)

Pairings: Fem!Reader/Male!Orc

Genre: Urban Fantasy, Angst

Warnings: (Almost) Infidelity

Word Count: 3376 words

Summary: Your boyfriend does something he’d never thought he’d do, and you’re left to try and pick up the pieces.

Request: can I make a request? About an angst story between an m!orc and f!human. I like the idea of like maybe the orc sorta misses being with other orc women or like she can't fulfill his needs and she hears this. I like the idea of almost infidelity

A/N: Surprise bitches! I’m alive! And back with some delicious angst for y’all!! I really loved doing this request, as I don’t often write full on angst. I am also working on a fluffy request at the moment, if some of you would like some nice comfort after this haha. Hope y’all enjoy!

Honey ❤️: Babe

Honey ❤️: Babe please answer the phone I need to talk to you

Honey ❤️: I know you’re angry, you should be angry, but please talk to me

Honey ❤️: Baby please

“____? Is that my phone?” Brynn yells from the kitchen, already mixing another cocktail for you to down. Her bright red horns peek over the living room divider, bouncing back as she grabs the alcohol from the fridge. Still looking at your bright screen, you don’t even have the energy to respond.

“____?” You throw your phone away as she peaks her head over, giving her a shameful look. Brynn furrows her brow, pulling away from the kitchen island and putting one hand on her hip. “Was that him?” With your eyes darting back and forth from the pillow you shoved your phone under and Brynn’s face, you nod.

“Y-yeah, it was him.”

Brynn sighs, fiddling with her hands.

“Listen, I don’t want to tell you what to do, especially not tonight, but I just think-”

“No, no, it’s alright. You’re right, you’re right.” A jolt hits you as your phone vibrates, the vibrations rumbling through the fabric and stabbing right into your stomach. You force yourself to look away, fiddling with your fingers. Brynn shoots you a pitiful look, you’re sure of it, even as your efuse to meet her gaze. “I shouldn’t talk to him tonight. Not right now, not when I’m like….this.” A slow, tired breath escapes you. “I’ll make him wait, just like he did.”

The coach cushion bends as Brynn sits next to you, rubbing your shoulder as she leans in for a side each. You accept it, your body like a deadweight as you let yourself go slack in her arms.

“Do you want anything? Chocolate, maybe a movie? I’ve got some leftover cheesecake?”

“A movie sounds nice.” You murmur, nodding against her chest. Brynn hums, her tail coming up and massaging your lower back as she kisses you on the forward.

“Of course, your choice. Do you want me to get your drink?”

You nod once more, letting Brynn untangle herself from the hug and laying back on the couch, grabbing the comfiest blanket and the remote. You quickly flick through you and Brynn’s ‘most watched’ section on Netflix. You need something new tonight, something to get your mind off.

All your regular comfort movies are romances, after all.

By the time Brynn comes back, a rum and coke and a carton of ice cream in hand, you’re already snuggled into a blanket burrito. She hands you a spoon and the glass, which you wordlessly accept. She sits down and throws a hand over your shoulder, trying her best to massage the left over tension in your neck. You sink into the feeling, pressing on your movie of choice.

“Mad Max: Fury Road, huh? I’ve heard this movie’s great.”

“Yeah,” you whisper, “It is.”

And chocked full of shitty men getting what they deserve.

As the opening title plays, the deep voice of Tom Hardy kicking the movie off, you snuggle into Brynn’s side. Your phone buzzes again, but it’s drowned out by screaming men and loud engines. Just how you like it.

Honey ❤️: Could you call me in the morning?

Honey ❤️: I’ll leave you alone for the night, I’m sorry

Honey ❤️: I love you

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Waruck sighs, his fingers shaking as another small ‘message delivered’ shows up on his screen. No response, just like the last 15 texts. He finds himself typing out another anyway.

I love you so fucking much

It reads, but is quickly deleted. Waruck clicks off his phone, but it stays in his hand, taunting him. The black mirror shows a sad, pathetic boyfriend, getting the silent treatment.

He falls back onto his bed, exhausted from a day of doing nothing. Nothing but worrying and feeling guilty, with the occasional flicking through TV channels and texting his girlfriend.

It’s getting late, his bedside clock cutting through the dark of his room to remind him he’s been up for almost 16 hours now. Waruck slides a hand through his hair and gets up. He’s going to have to camp out in front of the TV, because he knows he won’t be able to sleep tonight.

Not after what he did.

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He had gone out with friends. Friends from highschool who he still occasionally chatted with, friends he didn’t even really like anymore. But the past two weeks had him feeling oddly...nostalgic, like something was out of place. So when his buddy Simon had invited him to the bar, he had eagerly accepted.

He remembers grabbing his coat, you sending him a text to have fun, and him not replying. He didn’t know why he didn’t respond, he still doesn’t. The two of you had been going strong for almost 8 months now, with only the occasional hiccup that most couples have. So why didn’t he respond? What made him casually throw your sweet remark to the side like that?

Waruck shakes his head, trying to focus on the movie in front of him. Now isn’t the time to get existential over tiny shit like that, not with how the rest of the night went.

When he met up with the group, Waruck immediately knew that tonight was going to be different. His current group of friends are quite different, less rowdy, than his old posse. At only 10 PM, three of the guys we’re already halfway drunk, saving a spot in line from him outside the noisy bar. The electronic music that thrummed through the concrete and out onto the street reminded him of how much time has passed, how different his usual party-scene is now, and he revels in that feeling of former good-times.

Simon greets him with a hug, the guys shouting his name as he joins them. From the corner of his eye, he sees a gaggle of girls giggling.

And that's where it started.

An orc woman, dressed in a beautiful black dress, winks as she passes him at the bar. Simon nudges his side as Waruck takes a drink.

“Dude, that chick is totally sending you the look”

Waruck furrows his brow, stirring his drink.

“What’s ‘the look’?” He says, taking another sip of his scotch.

Simon rolls his eyes. “The ‘come hit on me’ look dude! That’s the sign you need to go for it!”

“I have a girlfriend, Simon.”

Simon scoffs, throwing his hand out dramatically. “What, that human chick?”

Waruck has half of mind to set down his drink and ask Simon what he means with that sarcastic tone of voice. It pisses him off, but he says nothing, just rolls his eyes.

“No offense, bro, she looks cute and all. But is she really worth missing out on some great ass?”

Waruck grimaces and shoots Simon a dirty look. “Jesus, Simon, are you serious?”

“I’m serious! When was the last time you had fun, y’know? Everyone knows an orc chick can throw down, wild-style.” Simon nudges him in his side, playfully, but it only serves to make Waruck more annoyed. “C’mon, you seriously don’t miss it?”

Waruck should tell him a firm ‘No’, finish his drink, and leave. He should call a cab and go home, call you and rant about his gross misogynistic friend from high school.

But he doesn’t.

The part of him, the part of him that feels slightly off, wonders if this is it. It had been a long time since he had been with another orc. You were a great girlfriend, but so different from in so many ways. Is that it?

Maybe relieving the old days will satisfy whatever longing he has, and then it will leave forever. Would that be so bad, to let loose for one night?

Waruck feels a tap on his shoulder, and turns to see the orc girl from earlier; The one who sent him ‘the look’.

“Hey handsome, can I buy you a drink?”

Between the boosted bass of the music and the orc woman pressing up against him, Waruck doesn’t notice Simon slip away, giving him a pat on the back.

Leave, say no, tell her she’s got the wrong guy, you fucking idiot. His consciousness yells.

“U-uh, sure.” He stutters.

She introduces herself as Naz and says she noticed him the minute he walked in.

“Hard not to notice the best-dressed guy in the room.” She flirts, pressing herself closer and up against him.

He has a thousand little moments like that, to say something; To pull back and apologize, but he doesn’t.

Instead, he slips into a corner booth with her, purposely ignoring the texts you send to check up on him. You had remembered that he wasn’t sure how much fun this night would be, and routinely checked in if he needed a convenient excuse to leave early. You’re sweet like that.

Naz is sweet too. She's a great conversationalist, with a good head on her shoulders and an interesting career in zoology. Waruck could see the two of you being good friends.

Is that why she seems so alluring? Because she’s so similar to you? Waruck’s mind does mental gymnastics to try and justify his hesitance, his compliance in believing that maybe she has something different after all, even though he knows that isn’t true.

The two of them talk for a solid hour and a half, Naz slowly inching herself closer and putting a hand on his knee. His body screams in resistance, his stomach tying up into knots, but he doesn’t push her away.

“So, I’ve got a room not too far from here. What do you say we go make ourselves a bit more comfortable?”

This is his final chance to find an excuse and say goodnight. To run back home and forget this ever happened. But the words are caught in his throat and he’s further silenced by the nearby whooping of his asshole friends.

“Yeah, Waruck! Get some!”

Naz chuckles and mistakenly reads his seething anger at himself with embarrassment for his friends. She leans in, grabbing his jaw, and whispers.

“Let's give them a show, huh?” Then, she kisses him.

The noises of the bar, his friends, and Naz all drown away as her lips mold into his. Waruck’s body goes rigid, terrified as time seems to freeze as he kisses someone who is not his girlfriend.

But all of that stops when your ringtone begins to blast in his pocket. It should be near silent when compared to the pounding bar music, but that familiar jingle seems to cut deep into his skin and skewer his heart. Waruck pulls away with a quick jerk, Naz almost falling over as he pushes himself into his seat and away from her body-heat. Every nerve is a light with tension as he quickly pulls out his phone.

There on the screen is a picture of you, your contact name, “Sweetie❤️”, shining through the dimmed light of that bar. Waruck breathes heavily, feeling like he’s just run an emotional marathon, stuck in his own head until Naz slides away from him.

“Wait, hold on, do you have a girlfriend?”

Waruck looks at her, then looks at his still-ringing phone, then back to Naz. He nods.

Naz's face curls up into obvious disgust, quickly directing her body to be as far away from him as possible. “Fucking hell, dude. What the fuck?” She grabs her handbag and stomps out of the booth, not before throwing her drink in his face and telling him to go to hell.

He almost watches her move across the bar, most likely to go complain to her friends about the asshole she just wasted the last 2 hours chatting up, but all he can focus on is your picture on his phone.

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Waruck practically runs out of the bar, his whole body covered in sweat and his mind racing a mile a minute.

What the hell was wrong with him?

He felt like a 15 year old, goaded into another shitty prank just because he wanted to look cool in front of his friends, buying into their weird bullshit about humans. Was he seriously going to throw away your wonderful relationship over one night, over one urge?

Naz had been strikingly beautiful, in all the ways he was taught an orc like himself should look for. She could probably get any guy in that club tonight, but she wasn’t you. You’re different, but in so many cool, inconsequential, uniquely-you ways.

Waruck doesn’t know how long he walks before he sits down outside a cafe, trying to collect his racing emotions. He feels gross, sticky with the kind of sweat you only get after too much alcohol and too many people. The screen of his phone seems to reflect every smudge and finger-print as he swipes it to unlock it, finally getting the courage to read your text messages.

They start off normal, spread out over several hours. The occasional “How are the guys?” and “Hope you are having fun! Just let me know when you get home safe.” before dropping off into nothing. Right up until 20 minutes ago, where you send a short and curt text that has his heart dropping to his stomach.

Sweetie❤️: Can you call me right now?

Sweetie❤️: Waruck, I need to talk to you

Sweetie❤️: Are you still at the bar?

After that is a notification of your missed call from earlier and Waruck can’t help but feel guilt stir in his gut.

It could be nothing, something unrelated to what he almost did tonight. But the notification he gets from his Instagram says otherwise. It says a mutual of his tagged him in a photo 30 minutes ago.

Waruck feels like vomiting when he opens up Simon’s story and sees a shaky picture of Naz, draped over him in the corner booth, with him looking all too happy to have her there. The caption reads

“At least someone’s getting lucky tonight 🤣🤣 #BoysNight20XX”

But what comes next is even worse; An even blurrier photo of Naz kissing him, both of their eyes closed as she almost sits in his lap.

Waruck can’t even look at the caption, quickly exiting out of the app and calling you.

He needs to explain himself.

But what will he say?

The phone rings, rings, rings….

Waruck waits with bated breath, thinking you’re going to let it go to voicemail, but you answer. There is no cheerful “Hi Babe” or even a tired and drawn-out “Hey.” Instead all Waruck hears is a shaky sigh, waiting for an explanation.

The words stay caught in Warucks throat, trying to find a way to maneuver and swing around to a solid excuse, a lie he hopes you won’t catch.

But he can’t, he can’t. Not to you.

So you make it easy for him, like you always do, and start the conversation off instead.

“Were you flirting with that girl?”

Waruck’s mind doesn’t give him a choice, the truth already spilling out like a tidal wave.

“Yes.”

Waruck hears you suck in a breath, before you shakily ask once more,

“Did you kiss her? Did you kiss her back?”

“Yes.”

There's 15 seconds of brutal silence as Waruck sits with his confession. In the moment, Waruck feels like he can hear your pounding heartbeat through the receiver.

You hang up.

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You hate the weather outside for two reasons.

One: You had far too much rum last night to enjoy any amount of sunlight. And,

Two: On a terrible morning like this one, it feels unfair that there aren't any dramatic thunder storms.

The bell rings on the cafe door as you walk in, causing you to wince as you pull down your sunglasses.

Thank god for the low lighting of these cafes.

You rub your brow, eyes scanning the menu above the bar. Some caffeine should do you good, at least with your headache.

But when you spot him, tucked away at a table, tapping his foot, all that aching pain seems to fall to your subconscious. Before you can meet eyes, you look away, forcing yourself to re-read the menu and blink away your tears.

You face the inevitable when you put in your order, turning to walk towards Waruck. He’s locked his gaze into the wood grain of the table, his large body hunched up and small, like he wants to sink into the shadows. He looks like shit, with large bags under his eyes and a nervous tension in his face.

He startles when you pull out a chair, sitting down across from him, but quickly curls back into his ball of shame. He looks so guilty, a small part of you wants to comfort him and tell him it’ll be alright.

You punch away that part of you with a baseball bat.

“Why did you flirt with her?”

Waruck says nothing. He looks at you with his tired eyes, big and racked with guilt.

I don’t know. They whisper.

Your fingers dig into your jeans, anger boiling up and through your nerves.

That’s not a good enough answer.

“Were you,” You suck in a breath, trying to control your volume, “Were you going to sleep with her? If I hadn’t called you, would you have-”

“No!” Waruck nearly shouts, shaking the table as his knees bang against the bottom, but he recoils once he sees the way you flinch. “No, I wasn’t going to.”

Those pesky tears press against your eyelids once more. You can feel your nails digging indents into your thighs.

“I don’t know if I can believe that.” You whisper, failing to catch the crack in your voice.

Waruck’s brow furrows as he nervously chews his bottom lip. He tries to meet your gaze, but you seem to look right through him.

“I know.” Waruck sighs, bringing his hand up to rub the back of his neck.

There's a tenuous silence; Waruck tries to find the words to fix things while you focus on the details of the cafe walls, examining every nook and cranny as you try not to sob.

“I-I understand if you don’t trust me. I understand if you hate me, or you want to break up. But please, please know that I love you, and that I’m sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. I’ve been kicking myself over flirting with that girl because I love you so fucking much. I-”

You hold up your hand, stopping Waruck in his tracks. He realizes how loud he’s been talking and that people are beginning to stare. He huddles back into his corner, tucking his hands into his lap. You let out a long breath. Waruck takes the risk and looks up.

When his eyes finally meet yours, he realizes just how sad you look. A treacherous tear has begun falling down your cheek, sending a lightning bolt of remorse into Waruck’s chest.

You take in another deep breath, wiping away the tear with the back of your hand. You look at Waruck, exhausted.

“I don’t,” You falter, but catch yourself, “I don’t want to break up with you. I just don’t know if I’m ready to forgive you yet.”

Waruck nods, fiddling with his fingers.

“Of course, I get it-”

“I’m not done.” Waruck quickly shuts his mouth. “You hurt me, Waruck. Hurt me in a way I don’t think I’ll ever forget. So I need time. Time before I can even see you again without thinking,” You hiccup, but this time you let the wave of emotion hit you, full force. “Without thinking about that night.”

A lady calls out your order, but neither of you makes a move. You sit in each other's presence, trying to wrap yourselves around the mess of emotions, trying to read the others mind without seeming too obvious.

You both sit here, in the presence of something that's been broken, damaged in a way that’s cut the heart of your chest and slams them on the table. There’s a crack that runs down between you two, inching open more and more with each breath.

But somehow, somehow, you both think you have a chance of fixing it.

#my writing #reader insert #monster x reader #female reader #monster romance #orc x reader #angst #orc

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blackmissfrizzle · 4 years

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No One Has to Know

Pairing: Angel Reyes x black!reader

Summary: Since there isn’t a lot of angel Reyes x black reader imagines going on here I was wondering if u can write a request for me that. You and angel are in a secret relationship because y’all are ten years apart and your mom( who’s mayor) finds out?? Requested by @briannab1234

Warnings: None for this part

A/N: This was going one way and then it went another, but I hope you all enjoy!

It was a hot ass day in Santo Padre, so it was no surprise that Adrian’s raspa shop was full. Today you were accompanied with your fake group of friends (except for Bryce) aka the group of friends your mom approved of.

When your pickle raspa with chamoy and lucas was finished, you searched for an empty table, only for you to find the one table you didn’t want to sit at because of who sat next to it. The Mayans. Or more specifically Angel Reyes, your secret boyfriend. The argument from last night replayed in your head as you stared at the table.

“Why not?” You yelled, throwing down your bag.

“Because its not smart Y/N.” Angel stared at you through a cloud of cigarette smoke while you paced back and forth.

Sitting in his lap you took his cigarette and put it out. Cradling his face, you kissed him. “What’s stupid about wanting my boyfriend to be my date at my graduation party?”

Angel scrubbed his face in frustration. This argument between the two of you was becoming more frequent. You wanted to make your relationship public, but he didn’t. He didn’t want everyone else to confirm what he already thought. He didn’t want them to say he was a low life and no good for the mayor’s daughter or that he was too old for you (his 34 to your 24).

“Listen, querida we can go public another time. Just take that loser Rob and make sure he keeps his hands to himself.” Angel kissed the top of your head to end the argument.

You hit him in the chest and pushed off him. “Fuck you, Angel! If you just want me to be your little fucktoy and not your girlfriend just say so.” Before he could stop you, you were already out the door. Once again, his insecurities fucked him over.

“Hey, yo, Y/N over here!” Coco’s voice pulled you out of your head. He was pointing to the table next to him. No way you could pretend that you didn’t see the table now.

Starting your way over there Eileen grabbed your wrist to stop you. “How about we just eat them to go?” Her green eyes wide with fear.

You broke out of what she thought was an iron grip. “Its over 100 degrees outside. Trust me they won’t bite, unless,” you leaned in closer to her and dropped your voice lower. “you want them to.”

Leaving Eileen in all her white woman shock, Bryce followed you to the empty table. Both of you greeted the men at the table besides you. You barely gave any energy to Angel while Bryce gave Gilly all her attention due to her crush on him.

Eventually, your friends joined you, still wary of the Mayans. Rob sat next to you and wrapped his arm behind your seat. Angel wanted to break that arm in half.

This midday delight was less enjoyable than you wanted it to be. It was tense and not just because you weren’t talking to Angel. Your friends made it a point to ignore your Mayan friends and while the Mayans did their best to make your snotty friends uncomfortable by making the most vulgar jokes (which were hilarious by the way).

Most of the time, Bryce and you talked to the Mayans. They were by far better conversationalists. Plus, you and Coco had a lot to talk about since you were Letty’s mentor at school.

In the middle of listening to EZ tell an embarrassing story about Angel, Rob saw Angel staring at you a little too long. So, slightly he tilted your chin towards him and kissed you.

You scrambled to end the kiss. In no way shape or form you led Rob to believe you were in a relationship. Even though he was your escort to the party, you explicitly told him that y’all were going nowhere.

When the kiss ended, Angel was nowhere to be found. A great part of you wanted to dump the raspa on Rob, but you didn’t want to make a mess in Adrian’s place. Instead you punched him in the face and left the shop with a bunch of cackling Mayans and Bryce.

It didn’t take you long to find Angel. He was a couple of blocks away at his dad’s carniceria. “Angel, I-”

He held his hand up to stop you. Flicking his cigarette down, he stomped it out. “Done with your ivy league boyfriend?”

“Don’t do that. I wasn’t expecting him to kiss me.”

Stepping down from the stoop, Angel got somewhat eye level with you. “You definitely let him kiss you longer than necessary.”

A black escalade rolled up, revealing up, revealing your mom behind the window. “Y/N, dear we need to get ready for the party.”

“Hi, Ms. Mayor.” Angel waved at your mom and in return she gave him a curt nod.

Patting you on your arm, Angel gave you his congratulations and returned to his father’s shop.

Once inside the car, the tirade started. ‘What did I tell you about those Mayans? Have your fun with them in private not in public.’ ‘Stay away from that Reyes boy. I don’t like how he looks at you.’ ‘You could’ve at least been hanging out with the smart one.’ ‘You should be focused on your career and Rob.’

Every line you heard before and just like every other time you were ignoring each word. Her nor Angel was going to ruin this relationship.

“I don’t know, Pops. Maybe I should wait til she gets home, and we can celebrate together. Just the two of us.”

Felipe fixed his son’s tie. “Nonsense, Angel. You’re going to your girlfriend’s graduation party. She wants you there, son.”

“What if I embarrass her?”

“You won’t,” EZ quietly entered the room, dressed up as well. “We’ll make sure of it.”

“We?”

EZ pulled back the curtains to reveal the Mayans all in suits on their bikes. “We got your back, bro.”

Angel squeezed his brother into a tight hug. “Thanks, mano.”

“Let’s go get your girl.” EZ clapped Angel on his back.

This had to be the most extra party ever, but extra was your mom’s middle name. All you wanted was a simple bbq, good music, drinks, and your friends. But nope this turned into an extravaganza and networking opportunity for your mom.

“You can’t be here!” You heard your mother’s voice despite her trying to keep her voice down.

Your eyes followed her voice and the sight you saw left you breathless. Angel in a dark striped suit strutting towards you with the rest of the mc in suits as well, trailing behind him.

“What are they doing here?” Rob asked with a mix of fear and disgust. He was truly a horrible person; you didn’t know how you put up with him for so long.

“He came,” you happily whispered. You shoved your champagne flute in Rob’s hands not caring that it was spilling on him. Your only goal was to get to Angel.

The dress you were wearing didn’t allow you to jump Angel like you wanted to. He could see the conflict on your face, so instead he twirled you around to fully admire the way the dress clung to your body and how it brightened the aura around you.

After your 360 turn, Angel twirled you inside his arms, grabbed the sides of your face and leaned down to kiss you. “You look beautiful, querida.” He whispered against your lips, his hand running up and down your leg exposed by the hip high slit.

“Not as good as you,” You bit your lip at the sight of Angel in a suit. His jet-black hair perfectly gelled back, his suit clinging to his body.

“Impossible. Now introduce everyone to your boyfriend.” The slap to your ass didn’t bothered you, in fact you laughed it off and began introducing Angel as the love of your life. The shocked gasps of the stuck-up residents of Santo Padre as you made the introductions did not go unnoticed by you, but you also didn’t give one flying fuck.

On the other side of the room you could not hear the most objected protest of them all. “Get him off my daughter!” The mayor ordered the president of the Mayans.

“No can do, Izzie,” Bishop smirked. Whenever he could he’d like to stick it to the mayor.

“Its Isadora,” she corrected him. “I will not allow my daughter make the same mistakes I did.”

The holier than thou act was grinding Bishop’s gears. There was a time when the mayor wasn’t a stuck-up bitch. “Watch it, Ms. Mayor. If it wasn’t for my fucked up feelings for you, I’d shoot you where you stand.”

“Obispo, please.” Her tone softer, reminiscent of the times she writhed under him. “She has a future. She has a future outside of Santo Padre. Don’t let my daughter-”

“Our daughter.” It was his turn to correct her.

Isadora sputtered. There was only one other person she told the truth to and that because she was caught, and he promised to never to tell anybody. “How did- how did you know?”

“I always suspected, but you kept her in LA with her ‘dad’ most of the time, so I couldn’t confirm until she kept popping up at the club. Easy enough to get DNA for a test.”

In all her being, Isadora wanted to slap the man. “You had no right.”

“And you had no right to keep her from me!” Bishop was upset at all the missed opportunities. You were a lovely young woman and he missed out on the chance to watch you grow up, but now he refused to stay away from you anymore.

Your yelling tore the two away. The unexpected guest getting all the attention now.

“Daddy!” Your arms encircled around the older man. His appearance was a welcomed surprise.

When he got done spinning you around, you introduced him to Angel. The three of you engaging in an animated conversation.

Isadora and Bishop watched off in the corner. Isadora in shock and Bishop in jealously.

“Tell her or I will.” Bishop threatened his old flame before he left heartbroken from seeing his daughter call another man dad.

A/N 2: Were yall ready for that surprise?

Tags: @angrythingstarlight @starrynite7114 @briannab1234 @chaneajoyyy @titty-teetee @thickemadame @brownsugarcoffy @ifoundmyhappythought @marvelmaree @browngirldominion

#black!reader #angel reyes #angel reyes x reader #angel reyes x black!reader #Mayans MC #mayans fandom #mayans fanfic #mayans mc fanfic #angel reyes fanfic #frizzlefic #frizzlewrites

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denkineptune · 4 years

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I match you with...

(i couldn’t find a proper cg so i made this for the undateables)

he met you through the exchange program, obviously. angels have a thing where they can see souls (similar to how demons can) and yours gave off the feeling of safety and comfort.

you two weren’t really close, per say, until the whole beel/luke incident. since luke was very defensive and cautious around,,, everyone, really, the fact that you were able to get close with the “chihuahua” was frankly astounding. after luke had clung to you, you’d started to hang around purgatory hall more and more often. and that’s when you two started getting closer.

it began when you were outside, taking pictures of the Devildom flowers. since they were so different from the ones from the human world, taking pictures would be a certain way to solidify the memory once you inevitably had to return home. simeon had been walking back from RAD when he saw you and decided to strike up a conversation. even if you aren’t the best conversationalist, simeon certainly is, and he was able to keep and nice conversation without any awkward breaks. once he asked about your camera and your interest in photography, your passion for the arts really shone through and the angel became very fascinated with you.

simeon asked if you would show him how to take photos, since he’s as “tech-savvy as a grandfather”. it took a while, but every two days you’d meet with him and teach him new settings and angles. after a few weeks, simeon was a pretty good photographer and was able to take decent pictures!

after spending so much time together, you’d already grown accustomed to his presence, so the two of you considered yourselves friends. after 2 months or so, he took you to a museum. you were under the assumption it was a friendly hang-out but at the end he was like “this was a lovely date, thank you” and u were just 👁👄👁 okay then,,,

once you two are dating he is hooked on you. everything about you is so admirable and cool to him. your interests and aspirations, your hobbies and quirks, tell him everything he’s so excited to hear about it!!!

this includes your music taste. dating you, he’ll have to like your music since it’s like, always on. luckily he loves it. if you’re into bedroom/dream pop? he’s closing his eyes and relaxing. heavy metal? “this is nice, what band is it?” basically, i think this mans would like and and all music and is excited to find new things to listen to. hell, put on some meme tunes and he’s all “oh how funny :)” (oh my god make him playlists pLEASE- that would melt his heart)

simeon also totally gets you concert tickets just,, randomly,, like it doesn’t have to be your birthday or a holiday where presents are given, he just buys you concert ticket just because he’s “always thinking about you.” levi is probably jealous of all the concerts you go to

since you’re both quite new to the Devildom, you’ll go to new places with simeon to explore! he’s quite partial to the more artistic and cultural aspects rather than the history (since he already knows a lot about that) so the two of you will learn about the different kinds of art periods in the demon world.

the angel loves the little quirks you have- simeon thinks it’s the cutest thing when you’re talking to yourself. he secretly pays attention to what you’re saying, your mindless rambling, because he likes your voice. he also loves your hand doodles- do them on him, please! although if you do it too much, our lil angel gets worried about the effect the ink could have on your skin.

you said you cried 4 times when watching tangled? this mans is a cuddling legend and (once you’re comfortable) he’ll snuggle with you while watching disney movies because seeing you cry hURTS him- if you’re crying because you’re sad he’ll be the best listener if you need to talk or if you just need someone, simeon will be there. if you’re crying because of a movie or a cute animal, his heart swells up with pure love and he holds you until you’re as happy as he is.

if you’re ever anxious or you have an anxiety attack, our angel knows exactly how to help. he’ll put on music and sit with you to make you feel safe. anything you want, he’s gonna give it to you. confide in him about your fear of loneliness and simeon will do everything in his power to make you feel like the most loved person in the world.

basically, he’s the same level of hopeless romantic as you are. you’re the cutest damn couple in all three realms and everyone calls simeon a simp please fight everyone who says that, he just loves u a bunch

(ps simeon loves disney movies, i’m thinking his favorites are tangled, lilo and stitch, lion king, and princess and the frog. favorite princess, i’d say, is either mulan or rapunzel. he likes their personalities)

@dontstopbeingyellow

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#don't stop being yellow #denkineptune #denkineptune obey me matchups

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mr-veils · 4 years

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Mr. Eyes

I decided to create a Master OC, but in the process went overboard and started a fanfic. I might continue it, I’m not sure. Probably not. But even so, I wanted to post this one-shot that might become just Chapter One of some multi-chapter fic.

Sorry if anyone seems OOC.

Sometimes you fancy that people tell stories about you. That somewhere on the Surface or in the Neath, people think you might exist. Maybe they say, “Deep below the surface, even under the Neath, there lies another cavern.” Maybe they say that it leads to the Earth’s core. That there’s something down there, protecting something extraordinary. Here is where the fun part of this sort of story would be, you think; the part where no one knows what’s true. Some could say that you protect tremendous riches, enough to make the most powerful nations on Earth seem destitute. Others that you protect ancient knowledge, books that even Judgements have only heard of in rumors. And even still, some might think that you’re not protecting something in there, no -you’re protecting everyone outside from a horrible monster that even the great Gods of the Unterzee fear.

Of course, you’ve never actually heard anyone say those things, but if you had, and if you felt like jeopardizing your mission, you would say that that last one isn’t too far off from the truth. You have been watching over this Child for untold eons, the purebred bastard of the Sun hidden deep beneath the Earth at its very center. It’s the reason why there’s life at all on this planet, its essence suffusing the mantle around it and invigorating even the smallest motes of matter to try and form something wonderful. But being a young god’s caretaker is a difficult task, so you’ve not been able to interact with anyone since you first started this. You spend your time there talking to the baby Judgement, still considered freshly-hatched even after countless millennia.

Not that it’s your only companion down here. While your only contact with the outside world is from what falls into the cavern from the many wells that lead to here from the Neath, several hundred years ago you were delighted to find a skeleton of one of your current kin. And it even still spoke! Granted, it was raving mad at the time, and now it’s still not very good at holding a conversation, but at least it speaks, which is more than can be said for many things in the Core. Yes, the great mountains that hold up the Core’s ceiling are sentient, but they aren’t good conversationalists. And while the Time-Dragon Storm visits every once in a while, it never stays long. So finding this skeleton - who refused to tell you its name, preferring to be called Eaten - was a stroke of much-needed luck. Whenever it’s lucid, it tells you of the dreams it’s passed through and of the beings who inhabit the world above.

Those moments never last though, and soon enough Eaten will always go back to be furious at its companions, most notably one it calls Veils. From what you gather, Veils is the one who let Eaten be eaten in the first place, which is quite rough. It makes you feel bad for the poor bat.

But from these rants, you learn of the Neath, of the Fallen Cities, and of the Messenger who now calls herself the Bazaar. You learn that your Sun had yet another child after this one, the mountain of light, Stone.

Oh poor Bazaar, first having to see her love be with someone else, then finally be united with the Sun, only for him to fall in love with another Judgement yet again, and forget her once more. And what’s worse, he got rejected by the Judgement, leading to the whole conundrum in the Neath!

As you heard of the work she and her Masters are doing, you wonder what you would reside over if you worked with them. There are already so many useful Masters with the Bazaar though, you’re not sure how you would fit in. You don’t exactly have many marketable skills… you suppose, if you had to pick what you’d sell, your domain would be comforts and supports. You would sell and upgrade home comforts, like paintings, lamps, desks, the necessary but unnoticed things that make a place feel welcoming.

Not that it matters, you’re never going to see the Neath or the Bazaar and her Masters, nor Fallen Karakorum or the Underzee.

Not that you’re upset! Heavens no! You love this Child as much as a now space-bat can love an infant god! You just wish you could take a break every once in a while. But you can’t, because taking care of a baby is difficult work, and it’s even harder when the baby in question can smite you. But that’s the price you pay in order to make sure the baby lives to see maturity. And one day, when the Sun grows and engulfs the Earth to crack it open and show his child to the universe, you’ll be able to say you did a good job raising them.

Oh! Eaten’s lucid again! You wonder what he’ll say this time, it’s been quite a while. Maybe he’ll bring you some more new stories, it’s awfully hard to remember them all when you don’t have anywhere to write them down. Not that you haven’t tried -anything written down in stone wears away rather quickly unless it’s written in the Correspondence, and anything written in that never leaves, like a bad stain you can’t wash out. And no one ever seems to throw books down wells, for some reason! It’s a serious problem because sometimes you don’t want to have a story with you, but you want to have it accessible. Anyway, that’s a tangent, you have to stay focused! Don’t let anything past you, listen to what Eaten’s about to say and then get back to work.

As you approach the skeleton, you get the feeling that Eaten’s staring at you, despite the skull being in the same position it always is. “The fifth city has fallen. Fallen Karakorum is dead, long live Fallen London.”

Oh. That’s unfortunate! You really like -or, well, now you suppose the correct tense is liked- the stories Karakorum had! How sad that it’s already been squashed. My, five-hundred years seem to fly past like it’s nothing.

…Is that it?

Eaten stares at you, an incredulous look in its eye-sockets. Its sockets almost seem to convey ‘This is the fifth out of seven total cities to have fallen, another step closer to the end of the Bazaar’s quest, and you ask if that’s it?’

And, well, yes, it is. It’s not like you’re a part of her mission, you’ve got your own task, and unlike her, you’re actually doing something the Sun asked of you instead of trying to avoid trouble and delaying the problem. While it’s sad that they may all go soon and you won’t get to hear any more stories or news, you have to stay focused. He stares again. Can’t he get some more expressions? You know he’s currently a skeleton of his former self, but honestly, having only one look is quite boring, and this is being said by a being who’s been in the same place, doing the same thing, for millennia.

“Before the Fifth City fell, I heard rumors from my Seekers that the Masters were acting odder than usual. Looking into wells and traversing across the Zee. They might be looking for you, Eyes. They might think that you have something important. And you and I, we both know you do.”

Oh no. That’s simply unacceptable. No, no one can get to the Core. No one’s allowed to even find a way to get to the Core. And if anyone tries, you’re going to have to stop them. But how? You can’t leave your post, something might happen to the Infant!

You’re stuck.

So, instead of worrying about it, you decide that you’ll simply think of possible solutions to this problem while you take care of the Spawn. You’ll find an answer. You have to.

All will be well.

#fallen london #mr eaten #mr. eaten #mr. eyes #original characters #ocs #fanfic #fanfiction #Yes I am posting this at 1:30 am. No I can't sleep how could you tell.

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2ugars · 5 years

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ੈ♡˳ (bits of) high school senior!mark ft. college freshman!mark

ps - this was actually supposed to b a bonus to the dream as high school students series but i just graduated high school myself, so i thought posting this would b fitting!

congrats to all my fellow class of 2019 grads, we did it, u guys!!! :D

has already graduated and is now a college freshman in a uni in vancouver majoring in english (creative writing)

was last year’s senior class representative

but only because no one else wanted to be class rep and no one volunteered in the first place

not even mark himself volunteered but there he went,

bein class rep,

LMAO

it was a unanimous vote and the position was pretty much shoved into his hands

(ps this actually happened in my school a year ago in two grades!!!!! ninth + twelfth)

grew up in the school

like literally

his mom is a primary music teacher and Has Been a primary school teacher ever since mark was in primary himself

was That kid who had trouble with what to call his mom because she was a teacher but like???

she was still his mom?????

cue existential crisis at four years old

he got mixed up SO MUCJ

during class he’d accidentally call her eomma

and sometimes during dinner he’d call her mrs. lee

Please Help this poor KID

nyways

because mark has been in the school ever since he was a Child, everyone knows him

Like . EVERYONE everyone

miss moreno from second grade? mark gave her flowers every teacher’s day

mr. pete from eighth? actual LEGEND, mark will never fail to respect that man

mrs. byun from fifth? mark tutored her kids when they were in middle school

has been with the school as it grew in population and in size

he was a student ambassador throughout his four years in high school

meaning when a family or visitors wanted 2 tour the school,

mark was the one to call

because he knows the school so well

“to the right you’ll see the elementary school playground! the flooring is non-slip so you don’t need to worry about your kids falling if they’re outside on wet days!”

[cut to: a bunch of high schoolers Including Mark during the last few minutes of lunch break on a rainy day, pretending to ice-skate and pulling each other on ‘non-slip’ flooring in the playground and very much. slipping]

he knows teachers

also he’s a really good conversationalist and has mastered the art of small talk

especially with adults

adults love him lol

“MARK LEE TOOK HOW MANY APS?????”

“too many, brenda. too many .”

honestly didn’t have to, considering his major

but he was initially going into stem before switching halfway through sophomore year

a really hardworking boy

couldn’t feel the stress because he was already so stressed so it didn’t make much of a difference

renjun pinched him once while mark was spacing out during a study session and mark didn’t even flinch

it was worrying

mark lee?

More like .

mark. Bee.

get it because the saying busy bee and mark lee and mark bee

i’ll stop

had a bunch of after school activities

so sometimes he would get home by six or seven pm

the latest was eight

always used the school guitar

there was a column on a guitar sign-out sheet where students had to write their name, grade, class, date, and time they took the guitar

and then!

there was a column titled Mark Lee

honestly everyone felt. Very empty when he left

like it was really weird for the younger grades to Not hear a random burst of laughter in the next room

and being like

“yup it’s mark again”

“how much do u wanna bet how lame the joke was?”

“bold of u to assume there was even a joke in the first place for mark lee to laugh like that”

the dreamies miss him and they stay in touch, obviously

they try facetiming him during school so that six of them can be together when they do, but it’s difficult when mark’s on the other side of the world and is also really busy

“are they nice to you there?” “are college students scary?” “i’m surprised they haven’t kicked you out yet, with how annoying you are”

mark ignores the latter statement (made by none other than hyuck) and smiles at the screen. or, at least, the dreamies think he smiles. the connection is pretty bad.

“they’re nice to me,” he responds. “do you guys remember jaehyun? he was there like. three years ago? basketball captain?”

the boys go silent.

“what grade were we in...” jaemin mumbles suddenly.

jeno’s eyes are wide. “were we even alive?”

“i don’t have enough fingers for this.” jisung chimes in.

“you’re all idiots.” renjun sighs.

hyuck quickly attempts to calculate everything in his head. “oh, we were like. sixteen. or fifteen? so just starting high school.”

chenle scrunches his nose. “the american system is super confusing.”

mark stares blankly at them.

“why do you ask, is he beating you up?” “without us!?” “how rude.”

mark doesn’t even remember what he was supposed to tell them, a smile growing on his face as he watches them collectively yell statements and battle cries they were never going to live up to. his heart stings with homesickness, but it’s soothed with endearment as the kids soon scramble to end the call when the school bell rings on the other end.

jaemin: “oh CRAP i have a test! i totally forgot to study!”

jeno: “i have to go, smith is going to kill me if i end up late for class”

renjun: “smith loves you, what are you talking about”

chenle: “hah, suckers, i have study hall~!”

jisung: “shut up, chenle, we all know you do nothing”

chenle: “says the one who watches asmr for an hour and thirty minutes straight!”

jeno: “okay bye, mark, we’ll talk to you soon!”

jaemin & hyuck: “love you!”

hyuck: “tell this jaehyun fella that he can’t beat you up!”

jisung: “not without us!”

renjun: “okay, bye!!!!!! we miss you!!!!!!”

“you’re all impossible,” mark says with a grin. “okay. don’t have too much fun without me!”

the kids all chorus their farewells, but it soon ends up being a competition on who can scream their love for him the loudest. the last thing mark sees before the call finally ends is jisung’s enlarged nostrils with chenle’s manic laughter in the background.

the screen goes black.

call has ended.

he looks at his reflection for a few moments, homesickness coming in full force. he turns his phone off, takes his earphones out, and leans his head back.

jaehyun, who’s across from him, smiles knowingly and sadly.

“homesick?”

“dude,” mark breathes, throwing his hood over his head and pulling it over his eyes to keep everyone in the library from seeing his reddening, watery eyes, “dude, you don’t even know.”

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canadiankazz · 5 years

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The Second Time - An L.A. by Night fanfic

Annabelle and Jasper told themselves last time would be the only time. They were wrong. She can't stop thinking about it and wants to go again.

SPOILERS for the end of Campaign 1, but not yet for the one-shots. This is going to go off canon pretty quickly, so consider this an AU. It's worth reading Part 1 (The First Time) before you read this. I obviously don’t lay claim to any of the characters involved. This fanfiction is part two in a multi-part Jasper/Annabelle fic. It is intended for a mature audience. Written before the premiere of Season 2.

Very, very special thanks again to @cravatfiend for their never ending encouragement, ideas and enthusiastic reactions to reading the first drafts. When I asked about the thunderstorm, their reaction was "DO IT!" I hope everyone loves this as much as they do.

Also posted to my Ao3.

First posted Jan. 19, 2019.

The Entire ‘Feeds From’ Master List Can be Found Here

The Second Time

They had promised themselves, after that first time, that it wouldn’t happen again. That it wouldn’t become an ongoing thing. It was just a one-off, to help Jasper out for a night, to give him a little more time to find another feeding option.

But she had been dreaming about him, about his fangs in her wrist and the pain and pleasure it had brought her body. She found herself staring at him more often during coterie meetings, watching Jasper as he bantered with Victor. She had never noticed before now just how often his fangs could be seen, his habit of running his tongue over them while he considered what to say. Every time he did it, she could feel a nervous little coil in her belly. It was like when she first realised she had a mad crush on Elleanore. It was excitement. It was arousal. And its source was one hundred percent unexpected.

Sometimes, he would glance at her, and they would share a private smile. Sometimes, she would catch him staring at her too. She was glad that vampires couldn’t blush without conscious effort.

Shortly before dawn a few weeks later, she was sitting on her bed with her phone in her hands. She was nervous. She felt like a teenager again. She had texts to Jasper open on her screen. This was not the coterie group chat, oh no. No way. This was private, or so she hoped. Just to him. Her thumbs hovered over the screen as the thought about what to send to him. She knew she had to send something. This had been eating at her mind for a while now.

She settled on a greeting to start with. “Hey, Jasper. You still up?” she texted. She bit her lip while she waited for a reply. Even if he read it right away, with his shitty old phone it would still take him a while to get back to her.

A few minutes later, his reply came. “Yes. U?”

She exhaled in relief and some excitement. “Yeah.” She hesitated, then continued. “This is just between you and me. No group chat. I want to talk.” She hit send.

“Ok. What about?”

“Have you...” she hesitated again. She closed her eyes and banged her head lightly on the wall. This was so stupid! She couldn't believe she was doing this. “... found anyone else to eat with yet?” She hoped he would get her meaning.

“No.”

She sighed. She had figured as much. Every time Victor asked about it, which wasn't very often, Jasper had shrugged and gave a non-committal “I'm fine, it's under control,” kind of answer.

“You hungry?”

“Always.”

She groaned to herself. “I mean more than usual.”

His next reply took a little longer. Why? She wished she could know what was going through his mind. “Yes.”

“Want to...” she paused and tried to think of how to phrase this, “get a bite with me?” She resisted the urge to add some kind of emoji. Jasper definitely wasn't the type.

There was another long pause before he replied. It was long enough that she had to wake up her screen a few times. It was long enough to make her curse herself. This was a mistake! She shouldn't have-

“Sure. If you'd like.”

She stared at the screen, its light illuminating her hopeful face. She bit her lip again. “Yeah? Same as before?”

Another long pause. She wondered if he was sitting on his bed too, texting her with the lights off.

“Ok.”

Annabelle laughed softly to herself. He wasn't a big texting conversationalist. Again, she resisted to urge to add emojis. She knew her audience. “Same time, same place?”

“Come around 3.”

She nodded to herself as her thumbs moved on the screen. “Ok, see you then. Sleep well.”

“U 2.”

She smirked and put her phone down to sleep.

The next night, around 3:00 am, she found herself waiting outside the front door to Jasper's sanctum. She was twitchy with excitement. If she could sweat, she would have. More than once, she scolded herself for acting this way. This shouldn't be that big of a deal, really. It was just a little bite. A few seconds of...

bliss

No! Of...

euphoria

She sighed again. What the hell was she doing? This was Jasper she was thinking about! Jasper! The Nosferatu! Her friend! There was no way she should feel this way!

But she did, that was the problem. She did. It was that bite that had done it. Although he was the one who had done all the work, she felt like she was the one who had sinned. How did the line from Rocky Horror go? “I've tasted blood and I want more...”

“More, more, more!”

A bright flash in the sky knocked her out of her thoughts, closely followed by sudden loud sound of thunder rumbling angrily nearby. She looked up. The sky was pitch black, rolling thunderclouds. The forecast had called for light rain, but it looked like something much bigger was brewing. Any minute now, it was going to bucket down. She had better get inside. She clenched her fists, staring at the door. It was now or never. She knocked, just loudly enough that she hoped he heard it. It echoed metallically down the passage beyond.

She thought it would take him a minute to answer the door, but it only took a second. He must have been waiting just on the other side. She jumped a little, startled when the hatch opened so soon after her knock. Jasper's pale face, haloed in his black hoodie, peeked out. He smiled when he saw her. “Hey.”

“Hey,” she replied, with a nervous little wave.

“Come on inside. It's going to rain,” he said stepping back into the darkness. As she followed, she felt the first few drops land on her head.

Once again, they made sure the door was secure before heading down into the heart of Jasper's home. The sounds of rain outside were very much muffled by the time they got down through his small maze. Jasper was quiet. Annabelle was too, but her nerves were still coiled like a spring. Jasper must have noticed this, because just outside of the room with the cage in it, he paused and put a hand on her shoulder.

“Relax,” he told her.

She giggled. “I am relaxed!” she lied badly.

He arched an eyebrow at her in disbelief. He put his other hand on her other shoulder, squaring off with her. They hasn't touched each other once between now and the last time she had been here. She realised she had been slightly starved for it.

“Relax,” he said again. His eyes stared into hers. His gaze was still intense, but there was an odd softness in it she didn't see him use often on other people. “We don't have to do this if you don't want to. We can just... hang out. Talk. Maybe listen to some music.”

“No, I... I do want to do this, Jasper. I want to help you.”

She could see his tongue moving in his closed mouth, running over his fangs, perhaps in anticipation. “Okay. But we don't have to leap in right away. Come on.”

He lead her through into his lounge again. She only glanced at the cage in the corner of the room briefly, but long enough to note that it had a new lock on it.

Annabelle sat in the same chair she had last time, and Jasper sat in his. More thunder rumbled overhead, and they both looked up to the stone ceiling. It must have been loud outside for them to hear it all the way down where they were. Jasper's lamp flickered ominously. Annabelle chuckled uneasily. “Hell of a storm, huh?”

“Yeah,” Jasper agreed. He didn't seem massively bothered by it. “I didn't think it was going to rain this hard, but it's good. The state needs it.”

Annabelle nodded. They had both heard about the horrible fires recently. It was scary how close they had gotten to the city, and of how many lives and homes had been lost. “I hope the lightning doesn't start any more fires.”

“Yeah, I hope not either, but we'll be safe down here.”

“Does this place leak?”

“No,” he smirked proudly. “Even if the river floods, I've made sure that the water can't reach down here. It's more inconvenient than anything, because if it does flood, it means there's only one other way out.”

“What way's that?”

Jasper looked deliberately at the big, metal door that lead to the labyrinth. Annabelle's eyes went wide.

“Oh no!” she exclaimed. “No, I'm not going back in there!”

Jasper put a hand on her knee. The gesture was familiar and comforting, and brought back memories for both of them of the last time they were in this room. “You don't have to go back through there. I won't make you do that.”

She sighed, forcing herself to let go of some of the tension in her muscles. “Okay. Thanks.”

Jasper smiled. He pulled back to lower his hood again. Annabelle gazed at his black veins. “Do they go all the way down?” she asked, surprising both herself and him with the question.

He licked his fangs. Her stomach fluttered.

“Yeah,” he answered.

“Can I...” Annabelle stopped herself.

He arched another eyebrow at her. “Can you what?”

“Can I see? Please?” she asked softly.

Jasper thought about it for a moment, then shook his head. “I'd rather not. Not tonight.”

“Okay.” Annabelle looked away, fidgeting with her hands in her lap.

“You're still nervous,” Jasper observed. “Why are you freaking out?”

She sighed, not looking at him. “I guess... I don't know.” She continued to fidget. She could feel Jasper's eyes on her. Thunder rumbled again, far above. “Last time... I liked it, like, really, really liked it. A lot more than I thought it would, and... I can't stop thinking about it. I know that we said this wouldn't be a thing we would keep doing, but, I...” she trailed off. She was trying not to cry.

She felt Jasper's hand on her knee again. She could see his long, white fingers contrasting hard against her dark denim. He had peeling black nail polish on. “I think I know how you feel, at least a little,” he explained softly. “When a Kindred tastes another Kindred's blood, they get a feeling for their emotions. Vitae is kind of... magical in that way. I also had an inkling of where you were these past few weeks.”

She looked up into his unearthly pale face. “You did?”

He nodded. “Yeah. It's a side-effect. If we do this again, that will get stronger.”

“Was it like that for... the others you've fed on?”

He nodded again. “Yeah.”

“Will... my feelings get stronger?”

“I don't know. The bite, or the Kiss as the fancier vampires call it...”

Annabelle couldn’t help but smile, just a little.

“It's supposed to feel good,” Jasper continued. “As I mentioned last time, it's to help make sure the, um, victim doesn't get away, doesn't want to get away. So... yeah. It will probably feel good for you again, if we do this again. But... the more often we do this, Annabelle, the more often we will want to keep doing this. It could become a difficult cycle to break.”

Annabelle listened intently. She appreciated him laying all this out for her, and letting her make her own decisions about it. She had always been one to follow her heart, even when that sometimes led her into foolish or dangerous situations. Ignoring temporarily how amazing Jasper's bite had made her feel, she was still uncomfortable with him not having a reliable source to feed from. She hated seeing any of her friends suffer, and this never-ending hunger they all went through was torture. Besides, otherwise, Jasper would be out there stalking for some, well, maybe not innocent, but some non-consenting victim. She didn't want that.

She could feel herself calming down. Her anxiety drained away somewhat. She put her hand onto his, mirroring again how she had touched him last time. When the thunder called in the distance, she ignored it. She looked into his eyes and her gaze was steady, as was her voice. “I want to do it again.”

He smiled. He looked hopeful. He was looking forward to this too, she realised. Well, of course he was. Consent is an amazing and sexy thing. “Okay.”

The lights flickered again, violently. Annabelle glanced at the lamp, worried. “What do we do if you lose power? Do you have candles?”

Jasper sighed in exasperation and gave her a flat look that just screamed “you've got to be kidding me!” She realised her mistake and face palmed.

“Ugh, no! Fire bad!”

“Yes, fire very bad, Annabelle,” he scolded. “I'd be a poor excuse for a vampire if I were afraid of the dark.” His voice softened a touch. “Why? Are you?”

“Maybe... a little?” she admitted.

“Don't be. The scariest thing in here is me,” he assured her honestly.

She smiled again.

The lights suddenly died. Every single one. They were in complete blackness.

Annabelle flinched despite herself. She felt Jasper give her knee a squeeze. It made very little difference if she had her eyes open or closed, it was so dark. She was practically blind.

“It's alright,” Jasper said in the darkness.

“Yeah...” Annabelle forced herself to relax again. Jasper was right. He was the scariest thing there, and nothing would dare hurt them in his home.

“Do you still want to go through with it?”

“Yeah,” Annabelle said. Then, thinking about it further, a feeling of daring welled up inside her. This darkness could maybe be useful in a rather... kinky way. “Actually, yes,” she said, her voice more confidant. “I think I'm ready. Just... give me a second...”

She wriggled out of her jacket and tried to leave it on the back of the chair again, but she heard it slip off and fall to the floor. “Oops. Damn,” she mumbled.

“Don't worry about it,” Jasper said. He sounded amused. “We'll find it later.”

Annabelle heard him move. He kept his hand on her, reassuring. She appreciated it. She trailed her hand gently up his arm to his chest and shoulder and discovered that he was kneeling in front of her again. She gulped. That feeling of anticipation returned in her gut. Butterflies, she realised. He was giving her butterflies in her stomach. It really did remind her of her first few weeks in a new relationship with Mark and Elleanor. What would they think if they could see her now?

Jasper's hands found Annabelle's. She could feel his cold fingers on her palm and wrist, the same one as before. Something about not being able to see him made this all the more exciting. It made her remaining senses tingle. She kept her other hand on her knee.

“Ready?” Jasper asked. She couldn’t feel any breath on her skin, even though his face was so close to her hand. He was holding her gently again, so she could pull away if she wanted to. He sounded thirsty.

She nodded, then realised he probably couldn’t see that. “Yes,” she said firmly.

There was no light to catch the flash of his fangs this time, but she still felt them sink into her wrist. There was the pain, then the pleasure rippled up and into her core. She let out a soft, slow gasp at the sensation. Her toes curled in her shoes. Her Beast squirmed and wriggled. She felt herself bearing her own fangs a little, in the darkness.

He was licking and sucking on her slowly, tenderly, drawing her Vitae out and into himself. His bite was as tender as last time, and like last time, she could tell even in the zero light that he was holding back. In a sudden burst of enthusiasm, she reached over and found his head in the darkness with her free hand. His skin was cold and inhuman and in another circumstance, in another life, she would have been repulsed to her core. Right now, however, her fingers found the back of his head and pressed him gently, but firmly closer to her. She was offering him more, encouraging him to bite harder.

He did. His Beast didn't need to be asked twice. She felt more pressure from his jaws, more teeth against her skin. His fangs pushed deeper. More Vitae came out as more pleasure surged back in.

She moaned, ever so softly.

She could hear him growl. She felt the vibrations of it up her arm. It made her shiver. The sensations intensified another degree. She bit back another little moan.

Far above them, the thunder rolled across the night sky as the storm lashed the city.

Annabelle lost track of how long Jasper's mouth stayed on her wrist, or rather low long she urged him to keep it there. She could feel, through her pleasurable brain fog, her Beast writhing, as if in a panic. Her head swam. After what felt like a year, Jasper pulled back with a little jerk, forcing himself away. He give her wrist a final long lick, not letting any precious Vitae escape. Then he took both her hands in his and shifted his weight a little closer, with his long legs curled up under himself. He sat at her feet and listened to her pant and come down from the high of his vampiric kiss. His Beast snarled away in his chest and throat, demanding he finish the job properly. He gritted his teeth against it. He had taken more from her than last time, maybe a little too much more. He tried not to beat himself up about it. Annabelle knew full well what she was getting herself into, he had made sure of that.

Jasper counted slowly to twenty, then softly asked “Annabelle?”

“Mmm?” she sighed.

He felt a smile creep onto his face. “You okay?”

“Mm-hmm...” she sighed again, happily.

“I took more that time. Sorry.”

“'s okay... Jasper...” she squeezed his hands weakly. “I wanted you to...”

“Yeah, I uh, noticed.” He plainly remembered her desperate touch on the back of his head, driving him to take more of her. “How do you feel?”

“Mmm... tired. Dizzy...” she moaned again softly. “Goooood...”

He smiled and let his forehead rest against their hands on Annabelle's lap. He had to admit to himself he liked how pleased Annabelle sounded. It was as if she got as much out of the feeding as he did.

He could hear the distant sound of the storm, especially the heavy rushing of water. It was as he predicted. The L.A. River was flooding. Normally, it was little more than a weak drainage ditch, but when it rained, the concrete and glass of the city couldn’t absorb the water and it all got pushed into the river. The artificial concrete river bed offered the water no resistance as it sped along into the Pacific. It did mean, however, that getting out through his front door would be very difficult, especially if Annabelle didn't want to get soaked.

“The river has risen,” he said.

“Mmm?”

“I said, the river has risen. You won't be able to get out of here tonight, unless you want to swim.”

That seemed to bring her back to her senses somewhat. He felt her shift in her seat, but not pull away from him. “Oh. Shit. Um... I guess I'll have to stay here then?” She sounded a tiny bit nervous, like he might say no.

At that moment, he felt like he wouldn’t be able to deny her anything, least of which, a safe place to sleep. “Of course, you're welcome to stay,” he said. His head was still resting against her lap. He felt oddly comfortable there.

“Thanks,” Annabelle murmured.

Jasper looked up suddenly, at where he thought her face to be, with a sudden concern. “How hungry are you?”

“Um... a bit,” she admitted, feeling her Beast continue to squirm in her chest, “but I'll be okay until tomorrow.”

“Are you sure?” Jasper pressed.

She thought about it for another moment, then give his hands another, slightly stronger squeeze. “Yeah, I'm sure.”

Jasper relaxed. “Good.”

He spent another minute or so sitting on the floor at Annabelle's feet, holding her hands in the darkness, his head resting comfortably in her lap. It took her longer to recover from this one, which made sense given the larger amount of blood he has taken from her. It had spooked her Beast somewhat, but Annabelle pressed back down hard on that fear and snuffed it out. Jasper had stopped. He had pulled back without drinking her completely. She had gotten to a state, almost, where she wondered if she could have stopped him if she had wanted to. Part of her doubted that she could have. It scared her and thrilled her. It also strengthened her trust for Jasper. She thought that his control over his Beast was powerful, indeed. Much better, certainly, than, say... Victor had over his. She felt strangely proud of Jasper. Very strange indeed.

Time passed. The storm raged on for several more hours, turning the L.A. River into a dangerous, uncrossable wall of water, barricading them inside Jasper's sanctum.

After a while, Annabelle pulled herself gently away from Jasper. She heard and felt him shift and move, quite reluctantly, she thought, away from her and back up into his chair. She checked her phone, wincing at the bright light from the screen. Dawn was still a few hours off, but close enough that if she were to be heading home, now would be the time. She glanced up at Jasper before the light from her phone died and saw his ghost-like paleness in the dark. It was very creepy, but she smiled.

“You look very spooky,” she told him.

He grinned, showing fangs that were once again spotlessly clean. Her insides squirmed. The dim phone light, wanting to conserve battery power, turned itself off.

They spent the next few hours talking, mostly about music and various bands they both liked. She liked how current Jasper's taste in music was, over all, but was surprised to find out that he loved classical as well. He had been trying to learn a Rachmaninoff piece on the piano, a long time ago, but had been able to get it right to his satisfaction.

Annabelle was mildly startled when she received a buzz on her phone from Nelli, making sure she wasn't out in the storm. She showed the text to Jasper, who found it amusing.

“She's a lot more maternal than she'd like to admit,” Jasper chuckled.

“Yep, she sure is,” Annabelle smirked, and texted back that she was “fine, thanks mom. ;)”

She made sure to check her playlist as well, before her phone's power completely died, and added a song of comfort, love and reassurance onto it. Her heart felt full, though her Beast grumbled away unhappily. It could wait until tomorrow to be dealt with though.

Then it was time for bed.

The electricity was still off. In the mortal world above them, Los Angeles would wake to the chaos of people being late for work and school due to the foul weather and power outages, but Jasper and Annabelle didn't care about any of that.

Jasper gently led Annabelle by her hand through the darkness to his small, barren bedroom. She was very glad for this, because she was completely certain she would become hopelessly lost in his rabbit's warren of a home in the dark otherwise. All his bedroom had in it was a bed. It was a fairly good sized one to suit Jasper's tall frame, but it wasn't really big enough for two unless they were being very intimate. Jasper had never, ever expected that he'd be in a circumstance where he would have to share his bed. He had a mild desire to now though. He wasn't surprised about that, given how much of Annabelle's blood he had recently consumed.

“You can have the bed,” he told her. He held onto her elbow with one hand and put his other hand gently on her lower back to guide her to it. She reached out blindly and found the bedspread. It was very inexpensive, but suitable for Jasper's needs. Nelli would have gotten a rash if she ever touched it due to the lack of fine thread-count.

“What about you?” Annabelle asked. “You won't sleep on the floor...”

“Actually, yeah. I will.”

“Oh, Jasper, please... are you sure?”

“I'll be fine, Annabelle,” he said soothingly in her ear. “I'll steal an extra pillow and I'll be right here, next to the bed.”

“Still doesn’t sound comfortable,” Annabelle said, doubtful. She awkwardly pulled her shoes off in the darkness and let them drop with two solid thunks to the floor.

“I've had far worse. Please. You're my guest. I insist.”

She knew their time to argue was limited, so she gave up. “Okay. Thanks.” She lay back on the bed and got comfortable. She had the funny feeling of an unfamiliar mattress, but she knew that soon that would be unimportant. She could hear Jasper lay down on the floor next to the bed on her right side. She knew that he didn't have to make any sound at all if he didn't want to. It was for her benefit, to reassure her that he was still present in the pitch black room.

Annabelle rolled over to face him and reached a hand over the side. She found the fabric of his hoodie and his rib cage beneath it. His cold hand found hers and he found himself intertwining his fingers with hers.

“Sleep well,” she wished him.

“You too,” he replied.

There was no sound of slow, sleeping breath in the dark room as the vampires slept. A silence of the grave fell as soon as they both lost consciousness. They slept while still holding hands, Annabelle reaching over the bed to Jasper below. Annabelle's last thoughts were that next time, and she was almost sure now that there would be a next time because she wasn't going to fool herself again, they might share a bed afterwards. Jasper's last thoughts were that next time, they were definitely going to share a bed afterwards.

#l.a. by night #la by night #fanfic #fanfiction #vampire the masquerade #jasper #annabelle #jasper/annabelle #times jasper fed from annabelle

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survivorsunsetrodeo · 3 years

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Ep 6 | I’m Trash and We’re Trash - Ari

That was way too scary, however, I feel as if my position in the game has changed. I am a power player. I have Dan and Jacob and Ari and we are going after Timmy and Chloe. Timmy is a good player who is close with Chloe, we need to let that go ASAP. I hope we lose these challenges so we can save TSL. I LOVE YOU TSL <3

fun fact: i have never won a creative challenge despite being a graphic artist

this is. without a doubt. one of the most INFURIATING tribes i have EVER been on. and i have played with jordan pines so that's saying a lot.

it is [checks notes] 11:40 am on the second day of this music video challenge and let's see, what has everyone done so far? timmy: made an absolutely horrible album cover and then edited it to make it slightly less terrible jacob: sent me a 4 second clip of a shelf of alcohol ali: just said "wait what's the song we are using LOL" chloe: ???????? has run off into the irish countryside presumably never to return

me and dan are the only people who appear to really be trying here. dan made a beautiful immunity necklace & lipsynced atop a giant stuffed llama, and i've a) made the playlist, b) rearranged the playlist, c) written liner notes to explain all our (my) song choices, d) filmed about 10 minutes worth of footage of me being a complete fool, and e) edited together what sparse clips i have from everyone else into something that could perhaps resemble a music video if anyone else is actually inclined to contribute. i don't know what more i could have done here - i literally made a whole storyboard, told them specifically what kinds of clips i wanted, and said almost immediately "hey can you please get me your footage by noon on the day it's due?" and yet here we are, minutes away from noon on the day it's due, and it's looking an absolute disaster.

i'm pressed yeah! i'm annoyed that nobody seems to care about a single challenge in this game! i'm frustrated that i have the worst headache of my life and weird body aches that might be corona while i'm trying to get all of this done and not look like an asshole control freak but also not look like someone whose tribe is completely invisible! WHY DOES NOBODY WANT TO PLAY AND ALSO WIN???

in the words of chloe: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

im like seriously so ashamed of this music video right now, if i had BETTER QUALITY VIDEOS this could be so good but it's trash and i'm trash and we're trash and i want it to be over with

My acid reflux is acting up because of the wait for the challenge results. I hate it.

Goal of this round: get Timmy out.

Listen, I know I always vote Timmy out but he literally gives me NO GAME INFO. Like we know each other irl and he doesn’t talk to me like we do. It’s always one word answers and stuff like that.

I am praying that me telling Ari and Ali that I know Timmy doesn’t come back to bite me. I told them more that it could be used to pull in Jacob. I’m gonna check in with Ari at least and tell them that I’m with them 100% and not to worry about my relationship with Timmy. BUT ALSO THAT COULD MAKE IT WORSE???

I feel like me telling them my convo with Timmy when he said Ali’s name is enough for them to know that I’m with them 100%. As long as Ali remains calm and doesn’t freak out on Timmy we should be good. Ali throwing my name to Timmy is a good counter in my mind to avoid suspicion of us working together and to see if Timmy comes to me with said info.

I feel safer this round than most, the key swing vote is Jacob...

Is it petty and annoying of me to say Dan and Adam had it coming because of them excluding me from the alliance on OG pearl? Maybe. But I'm a petty and annoying person.

I'm so happy New Beeho has won literally every single challenge but it's also soooo boring not going to tribal. Like I love that I'm gonna be safe until the merge but also the fact that nothing is going on makes me wanna be dramatic for the sake of adding some fun back into the game. But that way of thinking is what caused me to go home the first time. My tribe was boring, and I wasn't, so I made a move for fun, and it backfired. This time, if my tribe's boring, then I'm boring too. I might as well be a tumbleweed up in here.

not to get on too high of a horse right now but i feel like this vote is lining up perfectlyyyy.... i currently am in an alliance w everyone in the tribe, three of whom i trust at least 90 percent, two of whom i bought an idol with. there's six people left.

ali: will NOT vote me dan: could vote me but it'd have to be a pretty elaborate scheme on his part because in his mind i've put in work specifically to save him twice now + we've been commiserating about how godawful these challenges have been and we just get along so well i don't know what would be in it for him jacob: could vote me but i mean we just hung out on call for an hour last night talking about video games and popcorn and he could have easily left that convo if he wasn't into it and also i took all his money to buy a gun so what would be the point of washing all that money down the drain AND putting the gun back where someone else could get it

then there's chloe and timmy whom i have been wanting to take a shot at since the swap actually but i wasn't gonna make any big moves before the time was right. now the time IS right and i've got everyone all set up carefully - the me/dan/ali chat, the me/ali/jacob chat, maybe i'll even make a me/dan/jacob chat today if i get bored - to make it happen. all that really needs to be finished today is to reach a "decision" in the pickles chat with chloe/timmy as to who to vote (i'll have to give a convincing "i don't want to lose ali but i'm willing to if yall want that" speech) and then make sure dan and jacob both know the other one is down to keep ali (last night while on call with jacob i had him telling me what dan was saying and dan telling me what jacob was saying so that was chefs kiss) and then we shouldn't have to worry. there's no way timmy has an idol, and if he did i can whip out my gun i guess. im a little worried that chloe will be mad but she won't rly have any other options and i think i can get her to understand why we didn't want timmy around long term.

We’re really doing a coin flip on who to vote out tonight and it just landed on Dan. I kinda don’t want this though and tbh would love to find a way to vote Ari because they are good with EVERYONE. But things could change and apparently they just did bc now we did 2 out of 3 bc I spoke and it landed on Ali then which I prefer moreso. I could tell in Ari’s voice they seem discontent but I’m not caring too much tbh. I could just throw a vote on them. But also nobody has an idol so it’s not like anyone could be fun with that unless there is enough money to pool onto an idol but if it’s on Ali then I’m not invested in saving him.

MMMMMMM dan is so funny ugh king

last round there was the thing of him & adam both telling me the other wanted to buy an idol and now he's like "jacob said he thinks you and ali will be bigger threats at merge and that chloe/timmy would be a wash" when jacob told me he (dan) was saying that exact same thing while we were on call.............. i see u dan disbrow i see u and i'm ctfu! gotta respect it!

Ready for a switch up!! Nothing is happening on my tribe and it stresses me out in an unfun way.

I feel like its a little too early for merge, but just thinking about it:

I love Taylor and I'm hoping to use her old Beeho ties to get into the majority. Our game styles don't perfectly align, judging from the past, but we have strong trust in general. She does give me a bit too much credit for game play and has gotten paranoid about me before. I'm hoping she doesn't get scared of me this game bc at this point I want her to be my ride or die.

Brandi is a sweetheart. She's growing on me and is a great team player. I think I can trust her pretty deep in the game. However, she's already called me out for being a strong player so I also don't want her getting scared and turning against me post merge.

Josh is also a good team player. I'm not threatened by him and he's distracted by another org he's playing so he can be a number or expendable.

Jabari is a great team player and I'd also like to see what Beeho connections I can find with her as well. She's not a great conversationalist via DMs so that's been a little tough to connect.

Emma has been absent due to personal issues in another org. I want to be understanding but sad puppies bother me and I don't need drama. I hope she's doing okay, though. She might be an easy vote for bumming people out, but things have been so busy from the Star Power challenge that from what I know, not a lot of game play has happened this round over here so that kinda works in her favor.

Nic needs to go. I don't trust him one bit. I've been having such fake conversations with him and i know he has to sense it. He did my tarot card reading a while ago so he has some kind of higher intuition I guess. We are in an alliance and i told him I felt best with him and Brandi to keep him close but does he buy it? Probably not. He's not a team player and he has enough cash to buy and idol so these things worry me.

Dan kinda worries me long term but if he survives the night I'd be super curious if he was able to make a pitch to save himself or if someone on original Beeho made a move. He seems smart but also seems to with hold information. I'm open to reconnecting with him for sure. Brandi said she wanted to work with me and Dan at the start of the game.

I only know what TSL told me about the original Beeho tribe.

From what she told me she thinks Ari and Ali are a pair. That makes sense why Ali didn't go last round. Chloe and Timmy seem rather chummy as well. I wouldn't be surprised if those 4 paired up.

TSL said she wasn't in an alliance before the swap but thought one more day and she'd likely form one with Ari and Ali.

Unfortunately, I know my game doesn't jive with Ali's and I'm already annoyed that he's still in. And post merge he won't be a challenge threat so it'll be hard to convince people to get him out. Especially if he's in the majority alliance. Even if I get into that alliance I'd have no social capital to campaign against him.

Well that's about it. Lets see how things go this round!! I'm fully expecting a swap, double tribal, or other twist veryyyyy soon :)

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Darlene the Pink Revolver has been purchased. I'm assuming it was someone from the other tribe since it's $750 and there is no way someone on my tribe has that kind of money.....we're poor. It's also extremely quiet right now but I'm hoping that is because the pickles had a call earlier and we are all calm since we decided that Ali would be getting the boot tonight. If that doesn't happen I will be sus (if I stay) but I'm thinking positively because as far as I can tell, nobody has lied to me yet this game so I am feeling okay.

Coin flip time BABYYYYYYY

So it’s a 4 person alliance with 2 people on the outside of that. Where do we go from here? You guess it! Flip a coin!

None of us had any like preference about who should go, so we use the pancake bot to flip a coin. It landed on Dan. Then Timmy pipes up and says he was wanting Ali, so we say ok 2 out of 3. The next 2 are Ali. Poor dude.

Seems pretty simple and easy. Almost too simple and easy.

Merge is going to be a struggle.

I hope we swap again soon mayb

slowly turning active again

Honestly the feedback of the challenge was amazing, the tribe thinks and idol will be played tonight so that will shock me honestly if it does, but idk what to think anymore tbh.

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Power Rankings: ONE - MEGS (NC) Threat: 9 (+1) Trust: 9 (NC) Megs threat level increase this round because I got a little more insight into her plans moving forward. I can tell she’s still disclosing info from me, but I approached her by saying regardless I know our paths won’t perfectly align, but I know were good. She opened up about not wanting to work with Ali. She wants Nic out next and I know its because of his money status. I think megs is forgetting about her threat level again. With Nic gone she’s the only one with a good amount of money - Ari being second with $400. People don’t need to look at her more, but the power is getting to her head a bit. TWO - TAYLOR (+1) Threat: 7 (+1) I bumped myself up to second here because I think I finally have a good enough grasp on this tribe to say I deserve to be placed here. But with Adam going last round, it also has put me in easily the best social spot. The only person I haven’t met in this game is Dan. I’m starting to get a little more money, I have a stronger hold on my position, I have people ahead of me that are perceived bigger threats. THREE - BRANDI (-1) Threat: 6 (NC) Trust: 4 (-1) Alright Brandi lands at number three because of all the people left, she’s been the most consistent. She has a strong enough social game, she’s clearly recognizing people as threats and where her game lies within that. I knocked brandi’s trust down one because I found out she actually is good friends with Amos who played e10 - a game I help host. My rep in the endure community, not to brag, is known. I just landed a 1st place in e8 cast rankings which is public knowledge to anyone viewing. I feel like theres a slight chance Amos could have told brandi to watch out for me. I guess it could go the opposite way where he tells her no work with her, but I think its safe to assume the worst here. FOUR - JABARI (NC) Threat: 5 (NC) Trust: 8 (NC) I think Jabari did exactly what she needed to do this round, after her performance last round, she needed to fade back into the background. She’s present, she’s playing, and she’s intelligent, but she’s not on anyone’s radar. She lands at 4 solely because of the tribe dynamics, but at merge boy she’s easily one of the biggest UTR threats in my eyes. FIVE - JOSH (+2) Threat: 2 (NC) Trust: 3 (NC) Okay, I know youre probably thinking “wow josh just shot up too placements that’s an improvement!” And with that I have to tell you, no, it has nothing to do with josh and everything to do with what 6 and 7 have done to their games. Josh just… isn’t here? But the thing josh is doing right is he isn’t bothering anyone. He does his work, does what hes told, and signs off. A very yes man attitude, which is gaining favour in others eyes. I still think hes a wildcard, I have no idea what hes actually thinking which scares me in particular. SIX - EMMA (NC) Threat: 1 (NC) Trust: 3 (NC) Emma and josh had similar stories, except I think people are more fed up with Emma because she isn’t any help to the tribe. She’s got a lot going on with whatever else she’s doing, she doesn’t chat with people, has sat our of 2 challenges now, it’s just very below mediocre performance. She says she wants to be around more, then leaves me on read. Not much more I can do with that. SEVEN - NIC (-2) Threat: 6 (NC) Trust: 6 (NC) Nic finishes up this rounds power rankings for the sole reason that megs wants his head on a stick. He’s got a lot of money, hes performed well in challenges, and he’s becoming more and more on the radar. We have to remember here these are also POWER rankings, how much power or influence these people have on the tribe. Nic my friends, has none. And with Megs, #1 wanting him out, well hes pretty much a dead fish in the water. He’s brought up multiple times hes nervous about his position, yet fails to elaborate or try to include me in something. Hes done this at least 4 times now, I don’t have any mercy for him at this point.

Regardless of what happens at this ugly ass tribal, like I’m so proud of myself for surviving this long being swap fucked lmao

I really thought I was donezo lmao this game is heating up and it’s almost 10000% necessary for Chloe to go this round. I’m thinking it’s likely we merge at 10 and it’s gonna be so obvious that me Ali and Ari are a group in the sea of new Beeho.

I’m hoping I can play somewhat of an in the middle game with OG Pearl and my New Pearl friends. We’ll see. Going into merge having only missed one tribal council will honestly be a huge resume builder for me.

All that matters is that I’m proud of the game I’m playing.

#confessionals #AintNoGloryInTheWest

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thefangirlingbarista · 6 years

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The Jess-convinced-her-best-friend-to-binge-the-100-so-now-she-has-to-rec-fluffy-fics fic rec

@fangirlinglike I would say I’m sorry I dragged you kicking and screaming into this shit show of a show, but I’m not. So. Take this fics as payment.

And I want you to know that my feelings are true by @katchyalater

WC: 10095 Making up a fake girlfriend to get out of a weekend-long work retreat only works up to a point, as Bellamy finds out. Instead of letting him off the hook, his boss invites his girlfriend along. Luckily, Clarke is open to playing the part.

Honestly, this fic had me hooked from the first line, “So you know how I’m a walking distaster?” but i’m also a sucker for fake dating so I really never had a chance. I don’t think there wasn’t a moment where I wasn’t smiling while I read this. So yeah. Good read.

let's see what develops by @craniumhurricane

WC: 3438 Or the one where Bellamy hires Clarke to take pictues of his students

BELLAMY IS AN ELEMENTARY TEACHER WHAT MORE COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT?!

Flowers Fade, But The Internet Lasts Forever by @ticogirls

WC: 5254 Or, the one where Clarke finds out the hard way that having two separate Twitter accounts and a hopeless crush on Bellamy Blake don't exactly mix.

I literally just reread this one again while making this rec bc i couldnt help myself. i am also a sucker for social media aus. im not sorry.

if you wear a dress and have an animal sidekick, you are a princess by @katchyalater

WC: 3743 Bellamy can't not take care of every animal he sees, and Clarke can't not find it endearing.

Basically, Bellamy is snow white and Clarke loves it. AND SO DO I

neither lost nor found by awildthing (yo idk their tumblr, so if someone out there knows it hmu)

WC: 9495 Bellamy Blake arrives on campus and Clarke's magic suddenly starts going haywire.

Have I mentioned I love modern magic users au? bc i do. i havent read this one in a few months BUT I STILL THINK ABOUT and i think that says a lot.

You're Cool On The Internet, At Least by @prosciuttoe

WC: 9390 Clarke has no idea how she manages to develop a crush on a guy who won’t stop fighting everyone on Facebook, but here they are. (Or: Clarke meets Bellamy on Facebook. They hit it off.)

I love Em and I love this fic and I can not iterate enough HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS

Sent and Delivered by @clarkescrusade

WC: 12509 Clarke is pretty sure Bellamy is the hottest lyft driver she’s ever had, and it certainly doesn’t hurt that he’s a pretty great conversationalist, too. When she finds out him and Raven used to work together, it feels natural to become friends. She just never thought they’d get along quite so well, or that their lives would come together so easily, or that she’d fall madly in love with him. But that’s life.

once again... SOCIAL MEDIA AU S O C I A L M E D I A A U (side note, she also has written a soul mate fic WHICH IS ANOTHER WEAKNESS OF MINE but its not as fluffy and much more angst. but i love it and its one of the ones that stay with you for a loooong time. so if you want some more heart ache, here’s the link: the lucky ones.

That Would Be Enough by @katchyalater

WC: 3634 Bellamy is psyched to find out Hamilton is coming to his city, but when Clarke outlines her plan to guarantee them tickets he's not totally sold on it.

I just now realized how many fics i rec’d by Kacka so apparently she’s my fluff go-to. Anyway. two idiots who are in love with each other but dont know how to function. my kind of otp.

Also, anything by @ponyregrets (chash) is going to be worth every second of your time. When I feel sad, I just binge read all of her fics. Good times.

#anyway here you go kass #im sorry for putting you through this pain #and to everyone else: why are we here suffering?#the 100 fic rec #bellarke fanfiction #bellarke fic rec #my fic rec

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Episode 9- “THIS ROUND IS MAKING MY SCAR HURT”-Owen

I have honestly never been happier for a merge!! I hope that Lily, Landen and I are still as tight as we used to be going into merge. I'm excited to get to know Jules, she messaged me and we have a mutual friend and she seems so sweet!

GUESS WHO, BITCHES! Aheh! *sticks out tongue and cackles* I'm making MARSHMALLOW moves because 1 - I made the Merge, and with Jacob C and Max GONE!!! Thank FUCK because they are the perfect two people to have be gone first, Max being gone clears a major target off Hufflepuff's back and gets rid of a stigma I'm gonna have as him being my number, as well as a potential goat in this game that people would probably try to drag around. I already talked about Jacob being gone in an earlier confessional. I liked Max; but he was just seriously going to be a wrench in my game, so this is a major relief. I'm so glad to finally be done with the premerge stage (even though I was safe for 8/9 tribal councils... OK CUTE!) And I'm ready to take on the big leagues. Hopefully I don't die ASAP. Obviously, I'm not just hoping that. Here's what this Hufflepuff is thinking moving forward. First of all, I found the Merge Idol, or the Avada Kedavra spell. This is honestly perfect, as soon as the mini challenge hunt was revealed I knew I would have to give it my EVERYTHING to find that damn idol, because there was literally no way I was ever going to find one of the branching path advantages. I don't even want to *try* to find one and keep track of all the paths I've followed, let alone actually having the luck and gut intuition to actually get there... Especially after seeing how hard yall made the escape room branching paths. Thanks, but no thanks. I'll just take the challenge one. I'm pretty nervous having it under my belt because I tend to get paranoid with idols, like *really* nervous about playing it correctly and making sure I have it at the right moment and everything, where I usually misplay or just don't end up playing. Hopefully I can avoid that and actually have the read to play it correctly this season, but at the end of the day, it's a security blanket. I did wind up telling Lily that I had it, mostly because I trust Lily ferociously, with ALL my heart, and I also know how skilled of a social player she is. If Lily gets any crucial information and wants us to play something, then she can give it to me and we'll be able to get it done and Lily won't feel lied to. It's crucial I keep her on my side because A - I genuinely want to work with her, I've been with her the whole time and I love her! And B - As long as we make it past these early stages like 11, 10, 9, She is always going to be a bigger target than me. Lily is a bigger social threat than I am with more conversationalist skills and inroads, once we get to the stage that people like that are targeted, she's gonna be the one that people go after, not her beta bitch little gay marshmallow friend :D and I'm okay with that!! I have a similar plan with Kevin, I'm ready to be his sub beta BITCH for as long as I need to because at the end of the day I'm confident people will target him over me for his challenge prowess, his inroads with almost everyone in the game, and the way he is going to have to betray people sooner or later. And again, another plan with Juls. I want to be close to Kevin, Juls, and Lily, and keep them around as shields for me. I'm not going to be the one to ruthlessly take them out, because I'm confident enough in my own gameplay that I don't need to do that, but if I can be there when they all get voted out and then pick up the pieces at Final Tribal, I'm MORE than happy to do so. ;) But as far as that goes, I need to first make the final 7 or 8 with all those shields in order to be okay in the game. Without becoming a SOCIAL POWERHOUSE, it might be.... let's just say DIFFICULT, for me to make the inroads with the Ravenclaws that I need to avoid their target early on. Early in the merge people are going to want to go for people that won't make WAVES and while me leaving would upset... Lily, and like, **maaaaaybe Juls**, if I'm lucky.. I don't think anyone else would be that torn up about it. So I have to find the right routes to survive right now, and this can be a time for my game to shine that I can use in my Final Tribal later to point out the positives of my game. I started with Kevin, I had a 2 hour call with him tonight just going over everything that happened in our games and kinda making a truce that JUST IN CASE this vote turns into a war of sides and we end up on opposite sides, let's please not gun for one another. But I also discussed the possibility of us working together with Lily, Ruthie, and potentially our very good mutual friend Autumn! If I want to work with Juls, also having Autumn may be a great way to get ourselves set up for the future, and if I am tight with Juls AND kevin wants to work with hufflepuff, that should be more than enough ammunition to convince Autumn, who already has strong bonds with me and Lily from our last swapped tribe (I love her btw!) to vote with us. The only problem here is that it would leave us with probably Owen as the only option, because I don't think Kevin will want to turn on any of Jules, Joanna, and Dan just yet. He also may not want to isolate them either which would make an Owen vote tricky. On the other hand I get the sense that Kevin might be willing to vote out Chips, we discussed that, BUTTT, Juls and Autumn would NOT be on board with that and if Kevin wanted to vote out Chips, maybe Juls and Autumn would find a way to sneak back in with the Ravenclaws and take the opportunity to blindside ME (owen wouldn't go for Ruthie, Lily is too good socially) and that's just a risk I'm not sure how ready i am to take... Meaning right now it might be better to subtly set up the vote to land on Owen, than Chips. Of course that's not even factoring immunity into the whole mess, and also other Pre-Game/Cross-Tribal relationships that WHO EVEN KNOWS WHAT THEY ARE!!! I'm sure lots more people know each other from past games and it'll probably all start coming out of the floodgates very soon, so for someone like me, who's relatively new to this community - I'm interested to see where the lines get drawn and what goes down. It honestly feels like this merge vote is going to be the Battle of Hogwarts, and I'm just donning my robes, gripping my wand, ready to make any marshmallow moves necessary to make to secure that my side wins. Hell, I'll secure myself through a Horcrux if I have to! (Which I guess in Survivor terms is equivalent to putting my soul into that idol so that I can revive myself through it when I 'die' to cancelled out votes!) Here we go, game on, this Final 11 is stacked, and it's EXACTLY what I've been waiting for.

Soooooo my loyal ass can’t help but still feel the most trust and loyalty to Ruthie, Landen, and Kevin. Now my brain is trying to think of some way to make this work so that none of us get voted out. The only thought I have right now is a girls alliance with Ruthie and I and I’m thinking juls and autumn? Then Kevin and landen in an alliance with dan and chips? Dan and Owen??? I think I should probably talk to Kevin and see where he is at. I just would hate for this to all backfire in my face now. I’m not ready to be done with this game and hope that the hufflepuffs don’t become the targets. It’s also helpful to note that landen told me he has the idol. He wants to keep it between us and I’m good with that. He says he would use it on me or for him. Whomever gets targeted first. I sure as hell didn’t get past the sudoku so this is great. I hope that I don’t become a target anytime soon and I can remain under the radar despite going to a rock vote...

In all honesty this merge has me VERY nervous for my life haha. Everyone is so intimidating! I need to message everyone but it is just very overwhelming! Right now I'm just talking to Lily, Landen, Dan and Jules!! Jules is very nice and I'm getting great vibes from her- I can't remember if I already said that yesterday or not though, LOL. I need to message Autumn and get to know her, Lily says that she is someone we can potentially work with this merge. I think Lily and Landen still want to go after Owen and I just don't know about that, I need to message him and see where is head is, I still feel guilty about the round we went to rocks.

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Very little people are talking to me and keeping up with messages with me when I message them... so I smell a vote me out scheme trying to happen. I'm going to wait for awhile to panic just in case people are sleeping, I'm going to idol search at my normal time and I prayyyyyy to the survivor gods that I find some kind of advantage so I'm not the one going home tonight. Best case scenario would be for me to find something that could help the OG huffle puffles make it through!

god landen when you read this i know ive only known u for a bit but i do love you with all my heart. but. you are A CLOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A STRAIGHT UP CLOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! u are so cracked and i love you for it, but i dont know if you're trying to lie to me or u genuinely believe all the shit u say!!!! i just dont know!!! but ugh king...true king....much to think about....

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AHHH are Landen, Owen and I really about to form some kind of power alliance here or...? Going from having our names thrown around to potentially working together, I like the sound of that! I think the people that threw my name out there were 100% Dan and Joanna which is VERY frustrating to me but... whatever. Dan just told me he heard my name so he must sense that I know he was probably the one to suggest it or go along with it but I am going to be very wary. In all honesty I would LOVE to work with Dan here but I just don't think it is going to work because I don't think we can trust each other as far as we can throw each other haha. I think he is now just telling me that he heard my name to cover his ass so I don't go after him but UGH. I would love for us all to just come together and vote out someone that is playing the middle at least this first round in the merge. The people I think are in the middle right now are Chips, Juls, Autumn and sadly Kevin. I want to say that he is with me but it is just really hard to tell right now :/ If we do come together to make like a huffleclaw alliance I'm going to suggest Juls or Chips go. I feel like maybe some of them would be okay with that?? UGHH. I hate this part of the game y'all.

Owen says that Dan doesn't want me to go? I'm SO UGHHH. Okay so according to Owen, Autumn and Dan want Landen to go, and Juls and Jules want me to go which SUCKS because I felt good vibes from Jules whenever we talk. Everyone else is just kind of in the middle but I think... that maybe we can get the votes for Joanna to go. Owen seems to think that her and Dan aren't as tight as I thought they were.

THIS ROUND IS MAKING MY SCAR HURT First of all, I was very very happy to have won out to merge lol. I don't know what would've happened between Landen/Lily and Autumn/myself, but there would've been some fireworks lol. At the end of the day though we didn't have to worry about that! But now? My worries are ten times worse. I thought coming in that the three Gryffindor would join forces with Dan/Jules/myself, but the more time has gone on, the more I've realized Jules and Dan are NOT on the same page at all. Dan is so worried about Jules being a social player and having other connections, which I agree with wholeheartedly. Especially bc Jules came to me today and basically said: I like Landen and don't want to vote Landen, so unless you vote Ruthie, it's going to be you. LIKE WHAT! It was so freaking obvious Jules is trying to save Landen's ass for some reason and manipulate me into thinking it was a me vs. ruthie thing when really it's a landen vs. ruthie thing. Because now, Autumn/Dan seem to want to push Landen's name still, and Jules/Juls want Ruthie gone to save Landen, and I'm somewhere in the middle I guess??? But it sucks because in my heart, I really want to stay loyal to Dan, get revenge on Landen/Ruthie bc they freaking lied to me and got Jess out. But in my head I get this feeling that if I take out Landen rn, I'm going to be soon because I'll be a next big "threat," and that it'll turn into an Old West situation where all the players take each other out all merge and start to give the floaters more and more power. It's not fair! So I'm toying with the idea of pulling together with Lily/Ruthie/Landen and protecting them, so that hopefully they continue to get targeted as a group over myself. But in doing that, it seems like I'll just screw over Dan/Autumn, and I literally CANNOT do that. I wonder if there's a way to get Dan to want to do Joanna somehow? I don't know. I would feel ten times more okay if we could all get on the same page, save both Ruthie and Landen, and take out a non-threat. I'm falling into a trap I always do. I want too many people happy with me and too many things to be secure and go my way, so I'm making two different deals with two people, and I'm gonna have four enemies left in the game by tonight. So it's like - do I take the risk of pissing people off to save Landen? Or do I go with the path of least resistance and, against my better judgement, get Landen out of the game? I HATE SURVIVOOOOOOR

I LOVE this alliance I have with Landen and Lily, like I can't even. I LOVE how transparent we are being with each other through the whole thing and how we are working together. I also like that Landen and Owen are now getting along SO MAYBE I can continue to go far with all of them. I might not be so done tonight! SORRY all I keep doing is making confessionals.

I dunno who to vote out. I like everyone

I’ve honestly never hated a cast more than this one. I want to flip on all my allies, be a psycho, and just get voted out lmao

thought i made a confessional but i know for a FACT that i didn’t.. just girly tingz. but anyways so! this first merge vote gonna make me break out with how much stress it’s bringing me because every time jules kevin and i save landens ass he digs himself another hole HVDBDBD but i love him.. my cracked king. i just hope we can make this vote go the way we want it but OF COURSE. people just love to make things difficult.. sick to my mother fuckin stomach.

I don't trust any of these people, everyone is WAY too quiet for right before a vote. Last I heard is that Landen, Lily, Owen, Dan, Kevin and I are voting Joanna but... WHAT? I just don't trust it, I really thought that Dan and Joanna were really close so I'm just... ugh. I wish we could get Jules out because I heard she is after me! SO me being the nosy person I am did some digging on her big brother pokemon profile and may have more of an insight... sorry Jules when you read this I promise I'm not a stalker, LOL. Anyway, I'm beyond nervous, something just isn't adding up. Even LILY my number one ride or die is being too quiet. :/

So I got sick and then kind of... talked a limited amount to people. Luckily Max was targeted instead of me and Jules and Juls voted with me to vote him out. Then we merged And merge is INSANE. Four names have been thrown: Ruthie, Landen, Owen, Joanna Each name gained steam in its own time but then petered out and then the other gained steam. Lily tried for the better part of an hour to explain how we need to vote out a Ravenclaw because they're scary. Autumn told me Kevin doesn't want to associate with the Hufflepuff sunken ship. It's been a lot and I think Ruthie is the final vote today? Of course, I think there will be an idol play or a power played and the outcome will be different. But that's who I voted. I want to be added to an alliance now that we merged and I"m too nervous to make my own. Hm... guess I'll be third wheeling it while everyone else uses me as an extra number.

Why are Lily and Landen not talking to me but Owen and Dan are??? THIS IS HOW... craziness happens. I am literally sweating bullets right now.

28 minutes later

I AM SEETHING RIGHT NOW. I'm frustrated that Landen won't vote for Jules when not everyone is comfortable voting for joanna right now and like literally ANYONE ELSE would vote for jules right now. LANDEN OWEN AND I ARE FREAKING BREAKING OUR NECKS FOR YOU AND THIS HAPPENS I AM SO MAD.

8 minutes later

THIS is why the only person I idol hunt with is Lily. I am SO MAD AT LANDEN RIGHT NOW.

tribals in 10 minutes i need to do one of these really quick essentially autumn/jules/juls/chips wanna do ruthie and then lily/owen/dan/ruthie are down to do any of the other 4 but i dont wanna break trust with those ppl nor vote them out i really want owen out and i think i got my people on board with that ??? but we're waiting for autumn to get online idk if its gonna happen if it does this is insane this has to be a blindside but like idk if its gonna be im gonna scream and never stop screaming ever so idk idk idk oh my god but if owen goes home......... wow. i did that. but if i go home.......... wow. i did that. IM SORRY THIS IS SO NOT SPECIFIC

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bigbrothernetflix-st · 4 years

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EPISODE TWO

“I'm starting to feel more comfortable with my position in the game.” - dem

HOH: Josh C UPSIDE DOWN: Nick & Joshua NOMINEES: Emma & Nash POV: N/A FINAL NOMINEES: N/A EVICTED: Dem (Expelled)

EMMA

I been struggling in this game which is sad i want to have fun but yesterday made me feel like maybe having a meltdown and leaving 90 percent of servers was a good idea for me i really hope not i just really want to have fun and win for some reasons i always have trouble prejury in games trying to find my footing but at jury and late prejury i always know how to rise ASDFGH the people i really like rn are Jakey loml jev loml aria queen saira queen and also joshua is easy to talk too!!! nathan is also great

DEM

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HSgjyUhGTng

NASH

i simply think men should stop winning hoh and trying to nom me. its week 2 go target someone else j*sh. jev and i are cool now though <3 love him

DEM

I'm starting to feel more comfortable with my position in the game. I think I'm not in anyone's bad graces so far, which is good. But I really need to win one of these next HoH's so secure my social relationships. My plan moving forward is to see win HoH's. I want to win the next to HoH's I'm eligible in back to back. I also want to try to secure my relationships with Gina, Jev, and Jake. Those are three people I want to be close with in this game. Also maybe Joshua? He's pretty cool and chill.

SAIRA

I'm still getting a sense of how the game works but I feel pretty good, there are some people that are much easier to talk to than others but everyone is still so nice! i feel good about josh c as hoh! we get along pretty well and I don't THINK im in any danger but you never know! imma be honest, I don't have an actual plan, i'm mostly playing this by ear, just talking to people, bullying beck when the chance arises, and being myself!

JOSH C

HELLO GIRLIES!

well, we won HOH and that's really EXCITING. i probably didn't need to win this week but i figured that i'd get a win under my belt while nominating people would still be EASY. i can establish trust with some people and get a "i didn't nom you, please don't nom me" situation going on. i also feel like the two people i'm going to nominate would have NOMMED me anyways because we just haven't talked..

who those people are? nash & emma. (vl don't hate me for only nominating women i didn't want it to come to this either)

but i just.. both of them have really only put in any effort to talk to me now that i'm HOH and i don't really LOVE that tbh. i've already told a few people that's who i'm thinking so i kind of accidentally locked myself in on these noms because there isn't any sense in throwing out more names than i have to!!

i have an alliance with kiki, brianna, jacob, jake, and aria. (i think that's the people in it? i wanna say that's right. LKFMSDG love this game for me) and i feel pretty good in that because i like all of them enough and they're people that will watch out for ME and each other. but i know my social connections go beyond that so i'm feeling pretty good with my spot in the game? i have a solid relationship with almost everyone in the game and i think i should be able to play a cute lil utr game for a few weeks. i don't think that i'll get targeted first if my alliance gets outed and if so.. i have ENOUGH faith in my comp strength and relationships to save me against MOST of the cast.

people kind of want me to nominate DEM because apparently he starts drama with people and has been a bit inactive. he's talked with me more than other people so im not super keen on throwing him on the block RIGHT AWAY but i'm thinking he's a good replacement nom because if people think he's MIA then no one other than him will be upset with me. maybe a backdoor? could be spicy..

i don't really know what else to say here so.. i hope this is enough! love u guys <3

BRIANNA

https://youtu.be/mJw3qxsZ-Bg

JEV

Okay so I feel like pretty comfortable this week because me and Josh have gotten pretty close and bonded over our mutual love of Lucas HOWEVER he's just let me know he's gonna be nominating Nash and Emma which isn't GREAT since I'm in alliances with both of them and they're the only 2 alliances I have so I really wouldn't want to see either of them go home this week, this SUCKS ASS

JAKE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tt2xRQqqax8

ARIA

how is it ONLY week 2 i feel so hecking exhausted fhsabfd, but that might also be the fact that is 2 am so,,,oop. Um okay recap time!!!! Recaps are so hard because theres minor details that i still want to note without seeming super annoying so heres a minor list of things im noticing

-Dem wants to "start playing the game" I told this to Jake (wish i could bold names ugh)

-Gina & dem told me they were gunning hard for hoh- i told nathan/monty/nick/,,,,and someone else this

-emma feels unconnected from cast

-Jake doesnt like Gina

-Josh likes Me Jev Kiki (told joshua)

-emma knows alliances are starting to form

-joey can get pwr hungry and chaotic + good comp ability

-told gnia my thoughts on the sides being "connected v unconnected" and other tidbits of info

-GIna (potentially joshua) doesnt like nash

-Nathan/Nash ARE CLOSE!!!!! WEE FUCKING WOO!!!!

-Told Jake that Jacob has the power (and the bs excuse he told gina pretending he doesnt have it,,,sure jan)

-jake is GREAT at lowering his threat lvl im sick

-Jev-Josh-Nathan-Nash all bonded p well on vc potentially an alliance

-jake tried to get gina nominated

-Emma Nash noms

-Jake doesnt want emma to leave

So,,,thats what you missed on GLEE! Honestly glee sucks but yeah thats all my info i would weave everything together with cute transitions but im TIRED and lots of this information doesnt really connect well so,,,have a bullet list!

okok nvm heres some general thoughts bc JUST a bullet point list is so boringgg im honestly not too sure what i want to do this week bc i think emma doesnt have a lot of people (although she has jake apparently,,,she might just be putting up a front of being unconnected ffs) so i would rather keep her around based on our relationship alone esp compared to nash whose been busy w/ irl things to reply i think (nash would prob do gr8 in old school bb,,,but new school is a whole other beast) HOWEVER!!! I need to protect gina who isn't the best conversationalist (sorry bb ily but its true <3) and keeping nash around ensures people have another "inact" target besides her but also nash is such a god connection for people like nathan and jacob and i would rather get her out sooner than later before we have another renee on our hands ...

Also i havent talked to the pasio peeps (omg if we ever make an alliance,,,that should be the name hehe) in a while and idk if theyre distancing themselves or if theyre just busy fndsjafd god im too paranoid for this game its awful. Also i think i mentioned the alliance with josh kiki bri jake jacob last time and it still isnt made and im PRAYINGGG it never gets made bc i have SUCH an awful feeling like SIX FUCKING PEOPLE??? S I X?? THAT IS GOING TO FAIL AND BLOW UP!!!! but i cant say no to an alliance so here i fucking am :/ also im trying to think of my longevity in this game and like,,, idk im nervous. I mean ive mentioned going to the end with multiple people but i have such a bad feeling im gonna go out 9/10 as a big move and i REFUSE to let that shit happen, not on my fucking watch no sir!! Not sure what to do about it yet but i feel like monty in particular doesnt trust me and i need his ass OUT! or maybe not if he comes around but like??? sir pls talk to me- i mean this phase of the game is early im setting up the pawns for later, but before later theres gonna be a couple explosions of my game which i'll have to deal with,,, or maybe not actually i mean in my first org i did a really well mastermind game with it- nvm it did explode on me once FDBSHFDS yeah so theres gonna be an explosion period but i think im getting good at dealing w/ the backlash from it and reintegrating myself..

oh also yeah im safe this week lol

anyway sorry for rambling so much LMAO have a trust ranking!

1.Gina (MY QUEEN!!!!!!!! i LOVE her!)

-BIG BIG FUCKING GAP-

2.Jake (listen,,,my thoughts go back and forth but he did tell me the noms so,,,have some rights)

3.Saira (we never talk game but i dont think she talks with anyone about game beyond maybe nick and also shes nice and im a sucker for nice girls)

4.Emma (if this isnt all just a front shes gonna make a great number for me,, might need to fact check some of her statements tho)

5.Joshua (honestly? i love him hes so funny and i think he has my back although he could be more act)

6.Nathan (literally havent talked in 3 days but also i have a soft spot for him <3)

-GAP-

sorry the Js are just kinda scary lmao JFNSDKF

7.Nick (!! we gotta an actual connection folks!! heck yeah!)

8.Josh c (im safe! but he D E F trusts others more than me such as Joshua and Jacob)

9.Jev (honestly a king but hes a little quiet although his reccs are the BOMB)

10.Jacob (i know youre being sneaky,,,idk what youre being sneaky with but im getting the vibes)

11.Dem (might be weird but i think he trusts me? at least a little bc he ranted about losing to me so O.0)

12.Brianna (youre adorable and deserve the world but everyone likes you,,,is this how people view me omg fhsabfhds)

13.Kiki (youre SO hecking sweet and actually u probs have a connections to nash but we havent talked ANY game yet)

14.Nash (p,,p-please talk to me uwu)

15.Joey (i dont trust you at ALL! Why? good question-)

was that mean? sorry in advance ilyall but also its 3 am brain empty no filter

NASH

i think jev and nathan might end up being good allies of mine (inb4 betrayal)! despite the mistake he made nomming me, talking to jev has been lovely so far he's getting me into loona LMFAO. and i just love nathan's energy & i feel like as the season goes on i can see him winning comps. i'm excited :3 hope josh c does not end my existence this week

JOEY

I feel FANTASTIC about Josh being HoH. I’m making sure that others are coming to me about gameplans, and I’m making sure I don’t come off as too pushy or aggressive in PMs. With most of the players, I’m trying to give them all the same energy and hype. It seems kinda weird to say this, but I’m not concerned about being nominated at this point. What I need to ensure is building my social relationships with people outside the “Crackhouse”, and yes that big ol friend group moved to Discord in 20 minutes like 6 months ago.

This is the first major game I’ve ever played with Skinny Nick(yes, I’m absolutely confused as to what to call them, I’m so used to calling Nick “Eve” that its going to take time to adjust.) Speaking of Nick, my social relationship with him is actually surprisingly similar. In the past, I felt as though it would be as “on-sight” as Tom & Jerry, and it actually isn’t turning out that way, which is surprisingly refreshing. Every day, I’m making sure I send Nick something different to diversify my social game with them. Yesterday, I asked Nick about his preferred streaming services for music and TV, and I discovered we have the same music service(Apple Music).

I’ve played one game with Monty before, but it was a disaster. We were in pairs, and it felt like we were on different planets. I did tell him to not worry about personal feelings when it comes to this game, because I compared the relationship of BB Netflix and the Crackhouse to the separation of church and state. I made that comparison because the two entities of church and state should never cross, but when they do it becomes disastrous, and I feel as though that same principle applies to this game.

Overall, I feel good, Emma may be going up on the block, but it shouldn’t affect me that much. We’re in the early stage, I want to make sure I’m good with everyone.

ARIA

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kFeox7LM1-E

JAKE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OLkZ-BIIjTU

HOUSE MEETING

https://youtu.be/BZMorvWvyKY

HOST WEEKLY CAST ASSESSMENT WEEK 1 & 2

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vc-iMpkfrdw&list=PLFEwPPy8j010XXwntq80VSU0qLNTNpSIN&index=3&t=0s

#bbnetflix st

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delicrieux · 7 years

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l o v e { young!sirius black x reader }

warnings; sensitive topics

words; 1400

prompt; hi um could u do a young Sirius x shy fem wheelchair reader imagine were the reader is insecure and thinks no one will love her because of her disability but gets proven wrong with lots of fluff and a kiss and the reader gets embarrassed when the marauders walk in also the reader thinks its some crewel joke at first because she doesn’t think I guy like him would love her also id like to know how the marauders were to reader and Sirius as a couple I hope u can do this it would mean a lot xxx ( anon )

a/n; just throwin this out there. i hope no one takes this personally and doesn’t think i touched on the subject too lightly or not light enough, i dont want to hurt anyones feelings, but it is what it is. sending love and positive vibes your way. also, sorry for the wait xx

MASTERLIST KO-FI. WRITING CHALLENGE!

You did not think someone will ever like you, let alone someone as popular and as carefree as Sirius Black himself.

You might be a little introverted, livelier of emotion rather than conversation, not forward though bashful. The sunflower colors of your uniform inform as much and the batch of parchment and books you always have in your grasp only confirm the suspicion that you fancy the company of a good book rather than a housemate or such. You were a sight for sore eyes in a social gathering mainly because you never attended those and an interesting conversationalist once a person looked past the shield of innocent eyes and red cheeks.

But this shyness did not come sudden and unexpected, no, it is the root of something that is a permanent part of you. You cannot walk. Perhaps you glanced away from a cute boy because you felt too open, perhaps you blushed like a rose from hearing a compliment because you did not feel like you deserved it, perhaps you chose solitude because you believed that that is the only way to avoid rejection. For what? For being a different shade of blue than the rest. You have friends, they love and cherish you, but the primal fear of rejection makes you recoil and think twice about engaging in chatter or accepting to accompany someone to the Green Houses. Loving oneself is the most difficult task in the world, and you came realize so early on.

You did not expect to be approached one leisure spring afternoon. The sun was at its peak and the heat and humidness of the rapidly approaching summer tinted the air along with pollen and flowers and freshly cut grass. A small patch of gravel mixed with grass, the very shore of the Black lake, was the only place where a cool breeze could be found and the gentle sway of tall trees growing just by the water provided a pleasant shade. You felt hot in your uniform, under the soft flowery blanket covering your lap, under those dreaded rays of the sun that created mirages on the skin of your knuckles. You exhaled. The lines of the book swam for a moment and you closed your eyes, feeling a bit lightheaded. You leaned back into the wheelchair and felt your skin coat with sweat. Perhaps you should leave and cool down inside. There are plenty quiet corners inside the castle. Your thoughts halted and startled you opened your eyes, turned your head sideways and let a nervous tremble shake your body as you noted the rapidly approaching figure. You had heard footsteps, but hoped that no one was coming for you.

Upon closer inspection that familiar figure melted into tar black messy hair and a cocky smile that belonged to no other than Sirius Black himself. He was not your friend. Merely an acquaintance, a boy that everyone knew in Hogwarts, along with James Potter, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. He had talked to you a few times, for reasons unknown– your lives are drastically different and you would prefer to keep that distance. He was charming, from the very first moment you had laid your eyes on him charisma was practically pouring out of him. Though knowing of him and his reputation, you had ordered yourself to focus on something else, at times someone else, to protect yourself from the fate of all of his ex-girlfriends – heartbreak. Not that someone like him would be interested in someone as shy as you, you thought.

He smiled. You were unsure was it the temperature or the rapid thumps of your heart that made your skin crawl with heat, but promptly you turned away from him and watched the water ripple. You heard a soft chuckle but refused to acknowledge him. You should have left when you had the chance.

“Well, it’s nice to see you too, (Name).” A faint moment of surprise – does he actually remember your name? A pleasant flutter of a smile made its way on your face and you glanced at your lap; you heard him find a seat next to you, the grass crunching below him as he did. “What you reading?” His question made you perk and you glanced at him: he sat cross-legged, curiously staring at the book in your lap with his head tilted gently to the side. He almost resembled a puppy.

“Oh, uhm…” Your voice came out rasp and you cleared your throat, the tips of your ears started to sting from the heat and you looked away again, “The Metamorphosis…I’m not sure if you had heard of it, but it’s pretty popular in the muggle world.”

He shrugged, “Nope. What’s it about?” He sounded genuinely interested and you couldn’t help but be slightly proud.

“It’s about a man.” You said quietly, “One morning he wakes up and realizes he turned into a bug.” Your tone fell a bit flat, “Following this…his work rejects him, even his family does.” He sat silent, in thought and open to the rawness of our voice. That was highly considerate of him, frankly you didn’t think Sirius Black had a considerate side or a side that enjoyed English literature. “It’s one of my favorite books.” You added to lighten the mood.

“Why?”

You gulped, fiddling with the paper pages and letting your fingers slide the inked surface, “I suppose I can…sympathize with the main character.” There was a smile in your voice, though he failed to catch one on your face, “Sometimes I feel pretty paltry too.”

If there is one word that would describe Sirius Black, it is persistent. Ever since the two of you shared that oddly intimate conversation he could not, for the life of him, stop thinking about you. His eyes would often search for you in the Great Hall, around a group of Hufflepuffs, or in your favorite places. Some might say he went out of his way to find you, to proudly recommend some novels, to sit next to you in class and jinx paper airplanes to land into your lap or hair (with no ill intent, of course).

James Potter smirks and shakes his head lightly while Remus sighs. The two friends watch as Sirius idly chats with you, his voice hushed but excited, with a smile so bright he could hardly contain it. James nudges Remus, motioning to their best friend, “Just look at him.”

“Smitten.”

“Completely.”

|*|

He stole a kiss from you right after the first autumn rain had melted away. You sat frozen in place, unable to process anything other than the triumphant beats of your heart, the adrenaline rush and the pleasant buzzing sensation that began in your lips and spread like wild fire thought your body. The night’s air started to creep through the cracks in the windows and the world fell still before crashing back into motion. A flustered Sirius leans out and catches your gaze along with the meek breath of air that threatened to escape your parted lips. He gulps, straightens himself and runs a shaky hand through his hair. He seems surprised. Possibly just as you.

It takes you a moment to catch your breath and once you did the fever of thoughts rushed you so quick any words that were to slip out halted; dazed, you slowly look away from him and blankly stare somewhere over his shoulder. He kissed you. Sirius Black kissed you and now stands in front almost terrified, unsure whether he made a grieve mistake or not. It would be wise to ease him, to let this happy feeling flow through you and set you free, but you can’t stop replaying the taste of his lips.

A wheeze of a laugh draws your attention and for a heart stopping moment you think he is laughing at you, “I…” He trails off, “I probably should’ve asked you first. Rather than just…” Your gazes connect and you gulp. A smoldering blush fries your cheeks, the tip of your nose, even the sides of your ears and you bite your lower lip. Sirius cracks a smile, “I-I, well,-“ It takes a second for him to collect himself and before you know it, he is back to being the playful and cocky self. He grins. “First night as being my girlfriend, (Lastname).” He winks. “Better get used to surprise kisses.”

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tamiddyinyourcity · 4 years

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2:05am.

Wednesday, January 8th of 2020.

Ah fuck, I remembered that I needed to wash lemon juice off my face.... if i leave it on overnight, am i gonna bleach and burn holes in my skin?

Anyways.

What's upsetting me?

I expected to get out of bed today. It did not happen.......

Remembering how I shaded Azalea. It was messy.

Then remembering how she straight up was acting sus from the jump.... Why waste energy stalking my page when my dms are LITERALLY OPEN? i befriend fucking anyone! Someone can dm me at any time even on some "hey lets be friends" or "who r u", and i will reply! I wouldnt be a weird bitch and purposely do shit that makes me look bad if there wasnt anything fucking wrong? (Excluding the swearing incident, but she did do shit wrong, so like.... screw that.)

The odd feeling that I'm being watched by her still? I get that vibe.... wouldn't be the first time that someone I barely knew still stalked my pages.

The awkwardness of "his friends still see my tweets". I'm not 100% best buds with all of them.... Audrey is great, Cam is a good conversationalist, and I haven't reached out to Jasper based on pure nerves.

.....2:12am, Jasper unfollowed my instagram. Ouch, new reason to be upset. I liked Jasper. But admittedly, i do find it healthier to take the side of the person who didn't get soda doused on them after a breakup... So, i respect their decision anyways.

Just checked out of curiosity... Marcus blocked me too. (Honestly respectable though, I can't hate, didn't even noticed it happened. It either happened during the first breakup, or the most recent, but either is acceptable.) Just kinda sucks since I did like them both, before shit went down.

Whoo boy, did shit go down..... Oh well, they got to learn that I thought their friend had a small dick, and see me air out my problems online. Still valid.

Probably should lessen my willingness to air things out online, one way or another.

My list for what to do fell on the floor. I'll pick it up tomorrow, but still had to say that.

.....alright.

I guess it does feel weird.

A lot of it.

I didn't notice Jasper and Marcus unfollowed. It doesn't hurt that much, more of a "damn, when did that happen?", type moment.

But if they were already gone and I rarely talked to them, it's not really a loss?

Hmmm.....

So, technically, nothing was lost. If anything, information was learned.

And what about unknown lurkers on this page?

......

Well, they're unknown. It could either be everyone I know is looking at this page, one salty girl is looking at this page and cackling at whatever she wants to with her lonely spiteful ass, or I'm speaking into thin air. (My intentions all along.)

But the question is; shall I censor myself?

Self censorship seems idiotic. I prefer people to know the real me. And how i feel when i perceive things as, "me alone", and completely naked in m personality and whatnot.

I shouldn't care what a random girl thinks. If anything, now that things are over, i absolutely shouldn't.

God bless and amen.

......

And losing Patrick.

I don't care about Patrick #2 as of now, my angst towards him is gone. Just like him.

The important Patrick is the one I'm thinking. Patrick #1, the blonde, infamous, summer boyfriend Patrick.

A great guy.

Who sent me maybe 18 messages two nights ago, that i didnt read....

I already know that reading them isnt worthwhile.

Its gonna be all gaslighting or guilt shaming.... fuck that.

So.

If I really feel bad, (not for what i said, but how it was said,) then I'll leave him a voicemail!

Just to say if he wants to talk about what happened, then a call is better than text.

Since he's always been a big "save the big talks for over the phone" type. And im the "im not reading eight paragraphs if i can barely even read the notification at the top of my phone for a calendae date" alarm type, so..... yeah.

.....

2:28am.

Feeling a little better.

Patrick still has a small dick. (The brown haired one.) Can't take that back, so i may as well embrace it.

Aaaaand yeah.

I hope Jasper doesn't hate me too much, or Marcus. They both made the party so great for me when I was there; and genuinely seemed friendly.

Its right of them to take Patrick's side. He may be a lame asshole, but, i kinda respect that more than someone who wouldnt really defend their close roommate honestly.....

And nonetheless, there's not a person on Earth who I should be afraid of leaving my life. Good is everywhere, but its not always.... great, yknow?

I can open my main instagram and see likes on my page, but never any DMs when help is needed.

Just....

I dont have people like that. And for two invisible friends that i couldnt even get to like a picture or a post before couldn't do that when amped over me, then.... i cant expect much from them either way.

Thats all. Feels good.

Peace out.

#exes #yep

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punkscowardschampions · 5 years

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Buster & Rio

Buster: Let me in, like Buster: Come on Buster: Where are you? Rio: What you chatting? Buster: I'm here, why are you not? Rio: You better be joking Rio: 'cos I ain't even in the country rn Rio: Why would you not ring ahead? Buster: Fuck's sake Buster: Where are you then? Rio: Idk what to tell you boy Rio: Paris 🥐🍷💝 Buster: Hilarious Buster: Where are you really? Rio: I'm not that shit at the jokes Rio: Really Rio: [Hotel room snap with suitable Paris view] Buster: What the fuck Rio: Always a good time for Paris, yeah? Buster: Says you Rio: like I said, you shoulda hmu before Rio: be back Monday Buster: Whatever Buster: Catch you later then Rio: Don't be like that Buster: Don't be in Paris Rio: Oh yeah, I'll just cancel and fly back now Rio: If you wanna see me I can stop off in London or can you wait the 2 days Buster: Forget it I'll go find something else to do Rio: Alright Rio: well, I'm sorry I missed you Buster: Sure whatever the fuck you're doing in Paris will be worth it Rio: No shit, why else would I be here Rio: Not gonna get a souvenir with that attitude though Buster: Save the french maid outfit, it's basic Rio: ew, you don't need to tell me Rio: what's sexy about maybe just having had your hand down the u-bend like 😷 Buster: If you were in Germany they'd be into that Rio: Thank God he ain't then Rio: no thank you Buster: Won't keep you from enjoying where you are, like Rio: Obviously Rio: though make the dinner chat more awkward if I'm having to swerve that level of filth Rio: be like talking with you 😜 Buster: Yeah well don't feel the need to keep this convo going Buster: Didn't come to chat Rio: Good job, like Rio: natural conversationalist, you Buster: Fuck off Buster: You've never complained before Rio: What you in such a mood for Rio: Sure you got plenty other connections in Dubo Buster: So have you Buster: Don't need to be jet setting Rio: Yeah but it'd be stupid not to take the chance when it's all being paid for Buster: And you wouldn't wanna be stupid, yeah? Buster: 'Cause this is such a smart move Buster: And you never lose your shit when I offer to pay for anything for anyone, like Rio: This ain't my first rodeo, don't worry, I know what I'm doing Rio: everyone knows where I am, separate rooms, never going back to his, all that jazz Rio: and that's different and unrelated Buster: Whatever you say, babe Rio: Tah for the concern, though Buster: I ain't Rio: Yeah you are Buster: You wish, Cavante Buster: Be as stupid as you want, I'm just mad that it ain't benefiting me this once Buster: Like you said, I'll get over it Rio: Sweet Rio: Don't worry, it's not weird, you'd be a pretty shit cousin if you just let me die without batting an eyelid Rio: Ma'd be radging Buster: Shut up Rio: 😂 Buster: You're not funny, I don't know how many times I've gotta say it Rio: But you say so much bullshit Buster: Trying to keep up with you, that's all Rio: Try harder next time Rio: 🛫 Buster: If you want me to come there you're gonna have to ask me nicer than that Rio: As if you would Buster: What like that cunt is the only one who can afford the flights? Come on Rio: Yeah, but you're not that cunt Rio: don't have to make flights or fly girls out to spend time with you Rio: sad, really Buster: Don't have to, nah Rio: You're really gonna come here just to fuck me? Buster: Do you want me to? Rio: Yeah Rio: I'm bored Rio: but why do you wanna, what's in it for you? Buster: I'm bored too Rio: Alright Rio: I'm not going to stop you Buster: Good 'cause I clicked confirm when you said yeah Rio: You're crazy Rio: also, you've gotta be subtle, do you think you can manage that? 😏 Rio: hardly be buzzin' I'm having other blokes over, like Rio: not his kink Buster: You know how good I am at keeping secrets Rio: Fair point Buster: Yeah Buster: I make them a lot, you just don't listen Rio: Ha, don't get carried away Buster: Bit late for that Buster: I'm throwing my shit in a bag right now Rio: just a day in the life for you, is it? 😂 Buster: Obviously Rio: when you getting here Buster: [sends flight deets] Buster: Reckon you can handle that? Rio: Whoa, you are keen 😉 Rio: make sure you give yourself time to pre-drink in the airport though Rio: catching up must be done Buster: Cheers Buster: 🍾 Rio: Seriously Rio: had so many bottles sent up I could bathe in the shit Buster: Yeah? Rio: Mhmm Rio: Hopefully that wasn't the idea 🤔 soz babe Buster: Probably Buster: But you've had a better one so Rio: 🤷 Rio: Can't deny Rio: s'cool, I used the ice buckets to their full potential Rio: everyone's happy Buster: Behave Buster: I don't need to know about how you've been making him feel Rio: Why not? Rio: Just giving you an idea of why you're coming Buster: We both know why I'm coming Buster: And there's no comparison, like Rio: Yeah, not saying it's a competition, like Buster: Don't need to hear it then, do I Rio: Got it Rio: only worth mentioning if it strokes your ego otherwise 😶 Buster: That goes without saying Buster: Nobody better Rio: Not gonna agree 'til you prove it, like Buster: Alright Rio: You spoken to Nance recently Buster: Why? Rio: Just wondering how they're getting on Rio: Never get hold of Bills these days Buster: Ask Nance yourself Rio: That's a no then Buster: What are you bringing her up for? Buster: Way to kill the mood, like Rio: Whatever, you've got a whole plane journey to get it back Rio: I can ask questions Buster: I just don't see why that'll be the question you'd choose to ask Buster: But like you said, whatever Rio: What do you want me to ask then? Rio: What's up? Buster: Nothing Buster: You know I'm bored, already said it Rio: Yeah Rio: you gotta get new friends Rio: can't get a bird or Chlo will be even more of a dick Buster: I can do what I like Buster: But I've got enough crazy in my life with her, that's true Buster: Don't need to be tied down to anyone else Rio: Yeah, obviously but girls like her are always cunty when you get a new missus, guarantee Buster: When isn't she? Buster: Only happy when I fucked her that one time and I don't even remember it Rio: Bless Rio: Wonder what's actually up with her, or she's just a natural-born cow Buster: Other than being hopelessly in love with me, I don't know Buster: Nance might have some ideas though Rio: I know, I know Rio: you don't wanna chitchat with me Rio: I've done one too many lines I'm chatting shite Buster: Say something to change my mind then, it's not that hard Buster: And you better save a few lines for me Rio: Like what? Rio: we don't talk that's not what we do Rio: just get him to get more Buster: We're talking now Buster: Ain't my fault you keep bringing him up Buster: Or my sister Rio: Yeah but that's the real shit Rio: real life Buster: So what? Buster: You want this to be real now? Buster: Fuck off Rio: Nah Rio: Ugh, forget it Buster: No Buster: Tell me Rio: I don't know Rio: My head's just fucked, nothing new Buster: How much have you had? Buster: Don't just say too much Rio: rinsed this whole bag Rio: pretty much Buster: Take it easy now until I get there, yeah? Rio: yeah Rio: sorry, just ignore me Buster: You know I can't, babe Buster: You're too fucking hot for that Rio: Idiot Rio: thanks Buster: No need to thank me Buster: I'm not there yet Rio: I can thank you properly when you get here Buster: Yeah Rio: 😣 Rio: i said forget it Rio: sound more excited yeah Buster: You know I am Buster: But I can give a shit about the state of you, can't I? Rio: You reckon I'm always one Rio: not stopped you before Buster: Shut up Rio: Truth hurts, babe Buster: Might if I heard it, but you're chatting shit Rio: You want the truth? Okay, truth is you've been fucking this state and you love it, so what does that make you Buster: Fuck you Buster: I'm just trying to make sure you're alright Rio: Ain't your job Buster: Well, he ain't doing it Rio: Definition of looked after here Rio: check the bank balance Buster: I know you ain't the smartest, but even you can check a definition on your phone, like Rio: Fuck you Rio: don't come Buster: You can't stop me Rio: Fine but I'm gonna smack you one Rio: twat Buster: No you aren't Buster: You want me there, still Rio: you reckon? Buster: I know you do Rio: so what Rio: don't mean nothing Rio: i wanna get fucked and he's not gonna cut it Buster: 'Course Rio: so fucking arrogant Buster: You love it Rio: Whatever Rio: if you're coming at me with the old catchphrases I'm off Rio: room 223, i'll let 'em know you're coming Buster: Don't Rio: You reckon they'll clock me as a working girl? Rio: Valid, here's hoping they look the other way Buster: Rio Buster: Stop it, yeah? Rio: I don't think I can Buster: Bullshit Buster: Just wait for me Rio: Fine Buster: Fine Rio: Mature Buster: I'm not 95 Buster: If you want mature get him back in Rio: Shut up Rio: He ain't that old Rio: if he was there'd be no time for you, tryna get in that will asap Buster: Behave Rio: Yeah, that's what you want Buster: With him, yeah, I do Rio: I don't sleep with them Buster: I don't wanna know Rio: Just saying Buster: Do what you want Rio: Plan to Buster: Yeah Rio: You're cute Buster: Fuck off Rio: Aww Buster: Who's immature now, like Rio: I ain't pretending otherwise Buster: Got enough pretending to do, yeah? Rio: Ha, you sure you're in a position to come for me on that one? Buster: I ain't Buster: Just saying, that's all Rio: Anything else you wanna say, McKenna? Buster: Nah Buster: Like you said, we don't talk Rio: now's your chance Rio: you already getting smacked when you get here so in for a penny, like Buster: You wish, babe Buster: You've clearly got something you want me to say though Buster: Go on Rio: Why should I if you won't Rio: play fair Buster: Why should I? Rio: Try it, you might like it Buster: You'd love it, you mean Rio: Yeah, you got it Rio: I'm OBSESSED with you Rio: 🙄 Buster: Deny it Rio: Please Buster: You can't Rio: Your pillowtalk needs are getting a bit much, babe Buster: Still not a no from you, is it? Rio: Just protecting your fragile ego, boy Buster: Bullshit Buster: You're protecting yourself Rio: You what Rio: Why do you want me to say it Buster: I'm on a flight to another country for you Buster: You can say it Rio: Alright Rio: You already know Buster: Tell me anyway Rio: I'm obsessed with you Rio: and I want you here Rio: 😶 gah Buster: I'll be there soon Buster: I wanna be Buster: It's alright Rio: it's not though, is it Rio: but you know Buster: It will be Buster: Don't worry about it Rio: How can I not? Buster: You know I'll help you forget Rio: Yeah Buster: Do you want me to take you somewhere else? Buster: I can Rio: You trying rack up your airmiles, babe? Rio: Where Buster: I don't care Buster: Wherever you want Rio: No, it doesn't matter Rio: here's as good as anywhere else Buster: It matters Buster: But we can stay Rio: why do you bother Rio: so much hassle Buster: Shut up Buster: You know that's bullshit Rio: Genuinely, though Rio: I know I'm a delight most of the time but Buster: You have your moments Rio: Dangerously close to a compliment, there Buster: Yeah, well Rio: s'alright Rio: you can say it Buster: Sometimes I can stand you Buster: You're testing it now, like but Rio: 😘😂

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