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[aestheticpearl]

it’s been a year without xanthus

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saku let me write the script at this point

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how that girl at McDonald’s didn’t jump elias’ bones immediately after he punched a guy in her defense is beyond me. she better than me, i would’ve folded like a lawn chair

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i’m going to be taking a break for a while just cause i feel like my work has been lacking and i have so many requests to fulfill that i need to catch up on

also i have just started a class that will determine my future career path (hopefully) so i need my focus on that rather than the fanfics i write in my free time

i’ll be back when i feel better about my writing and don’t feel like i have to put out work that is half assed just to put something out

love always <3 pearl

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Hiii!! I'm so happy you're back, and I love your writing!! I wanted to ask if you could write an Isaac rhoades fic? :33

Honestly... it can be about anything, I just miss isaac... but, what about a sweet and intimate fluff?

— intro (end of the world) [isaac rhoades x pickle]

i’m sorry it’s short

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— 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨 (𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝)

✧·˚who knew isaac could ever look this vulnerable?

you were supposed to be asleep but you just couldn’t get to yourself to fall sleep it seems. the house was dead quiet with the only other occupant being asleep in his bed while you stared up at the ceiling trying to think of anything that would bore you enough into dream land.

after at least a half hour of you counting the markings on the ceiling in the dark you decided to just get up and go to isaac just to check to see if he was awake as well.

quietly you got up from your bed and made your way over to his room, it was unlocked to your surprise. you opened the door and gazed upon isaac’s sleeping figure, his arm hanging off the bed leaving half or the large bed very opened.

you thought to yourself if this was a good idea or not and stepped back to look back at your room at the end of the hall and then back at isaac who seemed fast asleep and so peaceful. it couldn’t hurt to just stay in the room with him till you felt tired at least.

you silently made your way over to the empty side of the bed and carefully laid down. you were just going to stay until you felt sleepy, the feeling of not being alone always helped you fall asleep faster.

his bed was so much more comfortable than yours, it was really easy to get more comfortable in this one. soon without you even realizing your eyelids grew heavier and started to make your way to the dream land that you had been waiting hours for, until you felt a shift in the bed which shot your eyes wide open.

isaac had turned to face you in his sleep and his movement had you frozen like a dear in headlights. his next move was instinctively wrapping his arms around you in his sleep which had you tense up even more.

“relax, go to sleep.”

his voice is muffled by your hair that his face is buried in.

“you’re awake?”

“i’ve been awake since you opened the door.”

“why didn’t you say anything?”

“what is there to say? now go to sleep.”

you figure it’s best not to question it and you decide to close your eyes once again as you finally relax in isaac’s arms, the security puts you at ease like a weighted blanket making sleep come to you faster.

“thank you for letting me stay.”

“mhm sleep.”

you smile at his sleepy words.

your eyes open again as isaac readjusts himself to lay on his back with your head on his chest and you begin drawing shapes on his abdomen. his hand covers yours to stop the action and you close your eyes for the final time letting sleep take you.

surprisingly you’re the first to wake in the morning, taking the opportunity to get a good look at isaac’s sleeping face. you take in how his features are so perfect and wonder how the hell someone didn’t lock his ass down sooner and how you got the opportunity to even look at him in such a vulnerable way.

a part of you wonders if he’ll let you sleep in his bed again tonight.

this is maybe the shortest fic i’ve done before sorry isaac lovers i’m just trying to at least give you some content

.love always <3 pearl

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Hi pearl erm i don't know whether this is annoying or not and I apologize if it is but WHY DID YOU STOP MAKING TEXT THINGIES

i haven’t stopped making them, they just take a little bit longer to make because i have to think of different dialogue for each character which can be really difficult and on top of that i have to make it interesting enough for people to read.

i guess i assumed written content was what people wanted from me but clearly i was wrong and i’ll do my best to prioritize the text stories

i am in the process of making them, i am just slow as per usual lol

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PEARLLLLL 🗣️‼️

DROP AN ISAAC FIC AND MY LIFE IS YOURS (no but seriously ilysm pookie, please feed my poor children and myself (the isaac stans) 💔

— sweet [isaac rhoades x pickle]

this is so bad i’m so sorry, isaac once again proves he’s the hardest to write for

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— 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭

✧·˚swimming lessons from isaac can be a bit chaotic

“you have to trust me if you’re going to actually do this.” isaac smirks as he stands waist deep in the pool water, holding an outstretched hand to you as you cling to the safety railing on the steps.

“i do trust you, i just don’t trust the water.” you squeeze your eyes shut as you take another step deeper into the water, still white knuckling the railing.

isaac can’t help but bite back a smile at your cautious form, you just looked too cute.

“i wouldn’t let anything happen to you while you’re in the water okay? please just take my hand.”

you hesitantly take his hand and he pulls you into him, your grip on the railing gone and now you grip isaac tightly due to the sudden shock of it.

“you hate me.”

he chuckles and gently removes your arms from his waist and holds your hands in front of him.

“i do not hate you. you ready to try swimming?”

“not really—”

“perfect! let’s see what we’re working with first.”

“no.”

“what do you mean no?”

“i am not embarrassing myself like that.” isaac sighs.

“i won’t be able to see if you need my help if you don’t show me.”

“okay okay fine i’m sorry i’m just nervous.” you dip your hands in the water to try and get use to the temperature.

“why are you nervous? it’s just me here.” isaac looks around the empty room to emphasize his point and then back at you.

“that’s the problem, i just get really nervous cause you’re so handsome.” you smirk and watch as a blush creeps it’s way across isaac’s face.

“just start swimming.”

you sigh as you start swimming very ungracefully in the water and isaac has to hold back a chuckle.

“i could drown and you’re laughing!”

“you are not going to drown, i am right here.” he swims over to be closer to you and you back up on instinct.

“you know, you’re pretty cute when you flail around in the water.”

“i feel stupid.” you say as you paddle your way to the shallow end.

isaac lets out a laugh as he reaches out to take your hand and easily pull you to him. the action makes you smile at how fun it is to be pull across the water so easily.

“where’d that smile come from? you like being pulled through the water or something?”

your face goes flush at the realization of the fact that you’ve made it very obvious that you enjoyed getting pulled around, unfortunately for you isaac immediately picks up on it.

“aw baby, you want me to pull you around in the water?”

you can’t help but feel embarrassed for some reason, feeling a bit childish you cover your face in an attempt to hide your embarrassment.

“hey hey no hiding i think it’s cute, here.”

isaac quickly gets out of the pool and returns just as fast with two pairs of goggles in hand and holds one out for you to take, which you do with a confused looked.

“what are theses for?” you look at the goggles then isaac, who already has them on and you can’t help but crack a smile at how he looks a bit silly. “are we gonna play mermaids? cause i don’t think i’m experienced enough for that yet.”

“what? no.” isaac takes the goggles from your hands and gently puts them on for you. your smile only grows bigger at the thought of you looking just as silly as him.

“alright now hop on.” he turns his back to you so you can wrap your arms around his neck which you do hesitantly. “ready?”

“for what?”

before you know it isaac goes under the water and you instinctively close your protected eyes as he swims to the deeper end of the pool with you clinging to him. it’s not till he taps your thigh gently that you open your eyes and realize how cool it looks under the water.

when you reach the surface isaac makes sure to keep you secure to his back since you’ve never been this deep before, but to his surprise you push off him gently to go under the water again. isaac of course follows watching how you enjoy yourself in the water.

you imagine this is what flying feels like, it’s so healing you can’t believe you haven’t done this before.

this is dumb i am so sorry, it’s hard to describe swimming for the first time since i’ve swam my whole life. i apologize and will try better next time.

.love always <3 pearl

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— 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐞

✧·˚what happens when xanthus turns you but you never wanted to be turned in the first place?

“what have you done to me?”

your eyes hurt with the bright lights that didn’t seem so bright moments ago, but then again you could barely feel your body moments ago, then all of a sudden you felt your once numb body feel so intensely that it was painful.

you lock your eyes with xanthus, his lips and fangs smeared with blood that you can tell if it’s yours or his, deep down you know it’s a mixture of both. you don’t want to accept that though, you don’t want to accept the reality of you being turned and now stuck as an immortal being.

“what did you do? what have i become?” you look down at your hands, they have a paler complexion that frightens you.

xanthus moves cautiously as if to not spook you, almost as if you’re a skittish baby deer that’ll bolt at any second.

“love, i had no choice—” his voice is soft as he cautiously reaches out to you, only for you to pull back almost immediately.

“how could you? you should’ve just let me die.”

“no!” he doesn’t mean to shout at you and he certainly doesn’t mean for you to flinch at his tone. “…no love please understand.”

“you’ve doomed me to an eternity of a life i do not want to live.”

“you don’t mean that, you’re confused.”

tears freely flow down your face as you come to terms with your situation. stuck as a vampire for the rest of your time on this earth, forced to drink the blood of the living, the thought of it almost makes you hurl.

you seek xanthus’ comfort but he was the cause of all this distress, but you feel beyond conflicted and these emotions are only intensified with this new you.

“i need you to be away from me.”

“i’m not leaving you love.” xanthus only backs away from you but his eyes never leave your figure.

it’s silent for undisclosed amount of time until you speak up.

“…i’m hungry.” you sniffle. “i don’t want to be hungry.” a hiccup. “i’m scared.”

xanthus moves close to you and gets down to your level.

“i’m right here love, i can find you something to eat okay?”

“i don’t want to drink blood.” you cry out through tears. “i’m not a vampire, i’m a human.”

xanthus’ crimson eyes are filled with empathy for you as he recalls feeling the same way when he was first turned. he does his best to comfort you by pulling you into an embrace.

“i know love, i’m sorry. i’m so so sorry.” he pets your hair as you cry into his arms.

you hate how comforting his embrace is and how it puts you at ease, like your body recognizes him. you want to be mad and scream and shout at him for doing this to you but you just can’t bring yourself to do so.

“you’re not going to go through this alone love, i will stay with you forever i promise.” he holds onto you tightly. “i love you, i don’t need a bond to tell me that.”

the bond. you had almost completely forgotten about the bond and then it suddenly hits you, xanthus had felt your death and had to push through the pain and emotions to turn you. he’s grieving you as much as you’re grieving yourself.

you look up at him and wrap your arms around his neck in a tight embrace that he returns with a passion.

“i’m sorry love, i understand if you don’t forgive me.” xanthus can feel his own tears prick his eyes, but he does his best to stay strong for you.

“if there was any other way i would’ve tried it i swear, i never wanted this for you my love. i just couldn’t let you slip through my fingers like this, i’m sorry.”

you’re scared and your whole body seems to be shaking with sobs or hunger, but you can’t really tell what it’s from and some how that scares you more.

“just please don’t leave me.”

your silence scares xanthus more than he’d care to admit.

“okay.”

i feel like i have too many xanthus posts but i just can’t help myself with vampire tropes man😔

.love always <3 pearl

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i think about love dying in xanthus’ arms and him saying that stupid quote “if love could’ve saved you, you would have lived forever” and maybe i cry a lot little

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i’m writing xanthus angst again 😔 i need to be put in a mental hospital

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do i support redbull? after what they did to the unicorns? no way

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— 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥

✧·˚ things with zaros have always been casual, right?

“i need to leave, i have a meeting with my mother.”

“stay.”

the word hangs in the air for a moment as zaros wraps his arms around your bare waist. you didn’t mean to be in this position with him, well you didn’t mean to be in multiple positions with him yet here you are, both of you naked under the covers of his bed after some passionate activities.

your fingers subconsciously play with the ends of his hair as he draws shapes on the small of your back, the action sends shivers up your spine.

“i have to go.” you reply but show no actual initiative to move from his arms.

“please my earis,” he says teasingly as he hides his face in your neck to place a whisper of a kiss. “stay with me. i do not wish to hate you again once you leave this room.”

“so it must be.” you kiss him gently and remove yourself from his arms to dress yourself as he watches your every move.

zaros stares for far too long as you button your clothing and secure everything in its proper place. he watches as your nimble fingers that once gripped his bed sheets mere moments ago now grip the fabric of your royal robes that hug your figure beautifully.

“i assume i will see you at dinner?” you ask, turning to look at him.

zaros refocuses on your eyes and suppresses a smile so you don’t notice how eager he is to see you again that the dinner between your two houses.

“yes of course.”

“good.” you reply as you tie the final knot on your robe and leave the room without another word.

zaros sat in his bed contemplating on how he got to this point in his life. fucking the earis but not being in a real relationship with them, everything was so confusing to him. he knew that you did not love him the way that he loved you, but a small part of him wished you did.

zaros leaves his bed and starts to get ready himself, putting on his shirt his eyes catch himself in the mirror and locks onto the marks you left on his lower neck. his fingertips graze over bruised skin gently as he examines them. you told him to never mark you for fear of someone seeing them but he never minded you making your claim on him.

something about these marking though triggers something in zaros and anger gets the best of him as he throws the vanity chair across the room. he breathes heavily before composing himself and fixing his hair in the mirror to join his mother for the upcoming dinner.

by the time dinner has rolled around zaros does his best to maintain his emotions that seemingly got the better of him after you left his room. your constant glances over at him are starting to get to him though and he does his best to focus on the food that is in front of him even if he can feel your eyes on him.

"i must excuse myself for a moment i believe i lost one of my broches in the hallway. zaros will you accompany me to look for it?"

zaros looks up at the mention of his name and stands to follow you into the empty hallway.

“did you actually lose your broche or is this just a ploy to get me alone?” zaros smirks, part of him can’t help but be a bit full of himself.

“i need you. let’s fuck.”

zaros is taken aback by the sudden confession. it’s not the crudeness of the statement more of the time and place for it and this was not the time nor place to fuck.

“you’re insane if you think i will fuck you while our parent are in the next room.”

“so that’s a no? i would’ve thought you were bolder than that zaros, i guess i was wrong about you.”

your words hit all the right places that you were intending to get zaros to do what you want. it’s easy to read his face since he is very expressive but somehow unaware of it.

your hand finds his arm and guides him to an empty room with a lock and against zaros’ better judgement he lets you take control of him once more for the second time that day.

“you’re such a good boy for me zaros.” you say as you kiss him deeply. a flush warms his face at the unexpected compliment from you. you rarely praise him like this, let alone kiss him with so much care, it confuses him.

“let us go before they grow more suspicious, hm?”

you’re both sweaty but he can’t help but think about how angelic you look with the glow of sweat shining on your body.

“you look beautiful…”

you lock eyes with him and nod before being the first to leave the room to return to the dinner. zaros is left alone with his thoughts for the second time that day and he hates it. he doesn’t know what to think or how to feel about you. he wants you but you don’t want him and it’s driving him mad. what could he be doing wrong? why are you so cold with him but so loving at times?

all zaros wants is answers that you are not willingly to easily give. unlike him who will always give his body, and soul if you’d only let him, to you.

.love always <3 pearl

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how do we feel about the ‘3 times he almost said i love you and the one time he did’ trope? cause i have something brewing

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blub blub blub? blub blub blub 💕🐟

that is what i have been saying!

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god youre so good!

thank you! 🤍

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blub….blub…blub… xanthus nsfw when ??? I need their first time. Xanthus not being able to hold back and making listener scream AAAAAAA-

— judas [xanthus claiborne x love]

here damn (this is joke, thank you for request and sorry it took so long)