#TRIPPIN ORBS

[potatoisasnake]

MY GOD THIS ORB HAS TO MUCH TO PONDER, I AM SECRETING ALARMING RATES OF WISDOM, NO FEEBLE NOVICE COULD HANDLE THE POWER FLOWING IN THIS CIRCLE

Exurberent! A glowing vessel of light! Get over here so I may ponder thee. Get in my grasp you flying orb, for we have much to consider. I'm getting out my good lemon pepper steppers today!

[reverie-starlight]

birds of prey ~ mammon

ehehe since I put my crow costume together and it actually looks really fuckin' cool, I'm gonna write a little mini-fic with mammon based around it. don’t mind the title, it was the first bird related thing I could come up with.

gn!mc, no physical descriptions, but reader wears makeup (non descriptive so it could pass as costume makeup). fluff, but ngl this is very suggestive!! nothing happens tho bc crows happen to be good at prevention. OG obey me setting, pre-established relationship. mammon is possessive bc demon and he is literal greed. lowercase intentional.

"holy shit, MC..." your boyfriend, gasped out as he walked into your room. "you look amazing!”

you grinned at him through the mirror as he came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. bringing a hand up, you reached behind to cup his cheek and turned your head to kiss the other one. “thank you, mammon. I won’t lie, I was hoping to surprise you at the party with my costume, but this reaction is pretty good too.”

he shook his head and smiled softly. “I like that I can fawn over ya like this right here. don’t have to worry about any other losers trippin’ over themselves to get your attention. namely asmo.”

you laughed and squeezed one of the arms on your torso with your free hand. “you’re sweet. so…” you touched up your makeup and quickly moved away to face him with a grand pose. “do you have any idea what I’m dressed up as?”

he smiled nervously. “uh…” you watched in amusement as he took in your all black outfit, shoes and the feathers spread over your shoulders. you tried to stay focused when you saw how his eyes went from calculating to just a tad glazed over.

it was a really flattering outfit.

you snapped your fingers once in front of his face and he just grinned when he met your eyes again. “a sexy… fallen angel? isn’t that something you humans turned into a popular costume? ”

you rolled your eyes, both in amusement and shock that he thought you’d turn his reality into a game of dress-up.

“no, silly, I’d never do that to you guys.” you twirled for him and he saw that the feathers weren’t black angel wings at all, but rather…

“wait, babe, are ya a crow?!”

you nodded. “you got it!”

he sighed fondly and cupped your cheek. “you’re somethin’ else, babe, ya know that?”

he took you in one more time and laughed a bit in disbelief. “ya really went as a crow, huh? that’s insane, MC, I love it so much.” he twirled you slowly, and kissed your nose when you faced him again. “you’re definitely cuter than any of my actual crows, not gonna lie.”

you gasped and put a hand over his mouth. “mammon, don’t say that about your children!”

he rolled his eyes and gently took hold of your wrist to remove your glove clad hand. “yeah yeah, I know- the real crows are my kids and we’re one big happy family, I’m so sorry.”

you nod once. “you’re forgiven.”

walking back over to the mirror, you see him move over to sit on your bed. you feel his gaze on you and the air in the room felt very different now that he knew what your costume was.

dressed as something well known to be associated with him in a family of demons vying for your attention… not to mention some angels and nobles…

it was enough to make a demon feel special.

your boyfriend was practically glowing gold at that point and you were almost convinced that if you were to turn out the lights, you’d see two glittery orbs where his eyes should’ve been.

“baby? you good?” you blinked at him with faux innocence through the mirror, wanting to see where it would get you.

he just smirked and shook his head, leaning back on his hands. you felt your body heat up under his gaze but you did your best to keep eye contact with him through the mirror.

“I don’t think we’re gonna make it to that party tonight, babe.”

still trying to ignore the heat building up inside you, you looked back at the mirror and continued touching up your makeup. “oh? and why is that?”

he chuckled. “you’re telling me you didn’t choose that costume for any particular reason? didn’t think about how I might react to it?”

you fought off a smile. “honestly I just thought it’d be cute, but I’m certainly not complaining about all this.”

he slowly got up and stalked over to you once again. he took hold of one of your hands, extending your arm out and pressing kisses along it’s length. shoulder to finger tips. his voice was low.

“yeah? well ya seemed to forget that I’m a demon and that seein’ you dressed to make sure everyone knows you’re mine would stir up some feelings in me.”

you smirked this time and he made note of the mischief in your eyes. “like I said, thought it’d be cute.”

suddenly, with a growl, he spun you around and planted his lips on yours. your arms immediately wrapped around his neck and your hands went to his hair.

just as he was about to start walking backwards into the bed, you both jumped apart at the sound of cawing.

you looked to the window and saw a crow pecking at the glass. mammon groaned when you walked away to let the poor thing in. he recognized the familiar to be hestia, a notoriously needy and curious younger crow he had been taking care of and training as of late.

“MC, please, she needs to learn that I can’t drop everything for her whenever she misses me. I’m trying to train her out of that.”

you glared at him and opened the window, frown turning into a wide grin as the bird immediately flew right into your demon’s face and affectionately started pecking at it.

“ouch! okay, okay, sharp beak, we’ve been over this!”

closing your window again, you rushed over to make sure she didn’t accidentally wound him. thankfully he was okay and the crow happily perched on his shoulder.

you cooed at her and she tilted her head as she seemed to take you in for the first time that night. you had met her many times before, but this time seemed different- she was much more interested in your clothing, it seemed.

mammon, who had just finished recovering from hestia’s form of affection, looked at her and then at you and grinned. “I think she likes your feathers.”

you smiled and used one finger to pet her head. she seemed to like that, as she decided to fly from his shoulder to yours and nipping at the faux feathers and bumping her head against your cheek.

you were absolutely delighted, as you always were whenever one of his crows showed you affection. you once told him that you saw it as the highest honor to be accepted by his familiars.

he couldn’t get over the scene in front of him, so while you were distracted he discreetly got out his D.D.D. and took a few pictures. new lock screen acquired.

eventually he did get the young crow away from you and somehow managed to send her off but almost as soon as he got the window shut again, there was a knock on your door.

“MC, dear, are you almost ready? we’re all waiting for you and mammon in the front hall when you are!” asmo.

you looked at mammon apologetically and called out, “yeah, almost! I’ll be out soon!”

the fifth born’s steps retreated and mammon sighed. “guess we gotta go… but hey,” he said, voice going from annoyed to sincere. “I really love your costume, MC, and you have no idea how much I love that you’re openly showin’ that we belong to each other. especially when we’re going to be in a room full of people who want you.”

you smiled up at him and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “of course, my dear. I love you, I’m all yours. and when we get back from this party…” you leaned up to whisper to him. “you can do whatever you’d like.”

he shivered at that and his eyes were back to glowing with greed. “I’m not sharing ya tonight. they can get as jealous as they want, but like you said, you’re all mine.”

hehe possessive mammon am I right?

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!!!!!! 🎃

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[lettermanjack]

IM-

I'M NOT TRIPPIN RIGHT?

THE ORBS LOOK THE EXACT FUCKIN SAME???

HE EVEN SAID HE USES THEM AS NIGHTLIGHTS JUST LIKE I DAMN WROTE ABOUT????

HELLO?

[propertyofseagate]

Before he turned to his side, he captured her curious orbs exploring the large unwavering BULGE residing in his skin tight ebony underwear; the thickness, girth and length the common man dreamed of possessing was hardly the bulletproof man in his full glory. Truly he had a body and stature gods would covet and he was brash enough to flaunt it to their faces.

Cage gazed at her as if she jacked him for his 24 karat gold chain, eyes widened, brows arched to the ceiling." Do gooder reputation? The fuck? Baby, baby-- last time I checked I ain't Captain America or Batman, lil mama." He laughed out." Only reputation that concerns me is makin' some bread and keepin' my streets safe. Who I hang with is my business, you dig?"

The charismatic specimen had a way of emanating laughter from folks, it was part of his charm." I'm embarrassing you? Well you the one trippin' actin' like the Avengers own my dick." He shrugged. He truly gave zero damns about what the other heroes thought of him." On the real though- I ever tell how much I love this bed? Think imma stay another night." He teased.

A smile tugged the corner of his lips as she slid off her leggings, his manhood reacting to the blood warming his veins." That's right, sweet mama," he murmured.

Once she made it to the bed, he embraced her with his large arm securing her against his muscular chest.

"Ten minutes? Gordon got a lil night light for you too? Chill baby-- I got plenty of steak right here, it's cheaper too." He teased.

WAS AUDACITY THIS MAN'S MIDDLE NAME? selina's lips pressed, drinking in his presence; large, in more places than one, muscular, a beautiful man he was—beautiful and dangerous. she recognized a frown on his face, as if he were oh so used to sleeping in her bed. didn't he feel wary? scared? nervous to be alone with her? she could've hurt him in his sleep or stole something from him. come to think of it, why hadn't she stolen anything? it didn't even cross her mind.

not good, not good at all.

his exclamation snatched her gaze, lips pressing against a bout of laughter. ugh, when was the last time a man genuinely made her laugh? “ because i'm not exactly good company to keep. hanging around me will ruin your do-gooder reputation for sure. ” and yet, when he outright asked to snuggle, she had to pause and recompose herself, a hand covering reddened cheeks.

“ cut it out, you're fucking embarrassing me. ” her racing heart didn't do her any favors, and for a few seconds, she weighed the consequences of obeying. luke was starting to get too close for comfort, worming his way in to a place he wasn't allowed, a place she made sure to keep locked up and put away.

“ . . .five minutes. ” any longer and the risk of addiction would sky rocket. she couldn't get attached; it would only become a hindrance. sliding out of her leggings because this was her bed and she could do whatever she wanted, selina climbed in next to him and pulled up the sheets. maybe she could turn off her mind for a bit. ever hesitant, she burrowed into his warm, broad chest and sighed.

“ ten minutes. ”

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[parrishh]

i'm like, 90% sure all of the anons in my inbox right now are actually the same person so, if that's you, i'm just going to answer all of your mister impossible questions in this post since there are a lot of them and this is going to be really very extremely long

"Wait what why is Jordan awake?"/"Is the sweetmetal of declans picture helping jordan stay awake?"

i don't know why she's awake but i don't think it's the painting, because at the end of the book she's outside declan's apartment, not her own. i guess it's possible that she succeeded in making the painting a sweetmetal powerful enough to sustain her even there, but i feel like there's probably a different explanation. i've seen theories that she's inadvertently made herself into a sweetmetal by finally seeing herself as her own person rather than just a copy of hennessy, which is interesting

"And the things about the ley line Idgi? Hennessy wants to stop the power but for what"

i think hennessy thinks shutting down the ley line is the best (or even only) way to get rid of the lace. she hates herself for the lace to the extent that she doesn't even want to live anymore, so of course that's her primary motivation. she feels hopeless so long as the lace has power. she's desperate

"Why did he think adam was in on declans plan? I think the "oh" was more like oh you want to come with bryde of course...."

the "oh" is in response to ronan saying "i'm calling now. i need to see you", before there's even any mention of bryde. adam says "you're here? oh", not "you're here? why are you here?" the fact that he didn't ask why ronan was in town, the fact that he said an "oh" of realization instead, implied that he already knew why ronan was in town. and he could have only known by speaking to declan. i think it was a reasonable conclusion on ronan's part

"Ronan are you being serious????? Why should Adam/Declan drop everything and come fight with you - they didnt even know where you are, they don't know the plan. Then you accuse them of that Moderators plan without questioning them. And I mean, yes, Ronan is easily manipulated and he thinks everyone is against them and Bryde is the only one who cares but come on!!!!!!! Seriously, doesn't he get that he might be in the wrong????"

i mean, i think you hit the nail on the head when you said "he thinks everyone is against them." for a long time, he's been struggling with feeling alone, like he's a burden, like the people he loves don't really understand him. he's never had a healthy relationship with another dreamer, so it makes sense that he feels so isolated from literally everyone he cares about. and now he just found out two of the most important people in his life went behind his back to conspire against him (even if he doesn't have confirmation about adam, declan does admit to it over the phone) which is just...salt on a wound he's had since he was a kid. i'm not saying he's in the right, but i do understand why his immediate reaction was what it was. when you've been hurt like that, it takes some time before you can like, calm down and reconsider your own role in the situation

"Ronan basically dreamt Bryde in his worst dream right? Why does he still trust him"

i mean, i don't know how much we can believe what bryde says, but when he reveals himself as being ronan's dream he basically says that everything that he (bryde) wants, ronan already subconsciously wanted before he even dreamt him. that bryde wants it because ronan wanted it. to admit that bryde is in the wrong, ronan would have to admit he, himself, is in the wrong, too, and that's not easy. especially because a lot of his motivation is saving matthew and not wanting to live with the weight of matthew's life on his conscious anymore. especially because he's felt alone for so long, and now he just found out the first dreamer to truly make him feel less alone is his own creation. he's hurting. a lot. he will admit to being wrong in the third book, i think, but like i mentioned above, that kind of growth takes some time

"I think Ronan actually doubts Brydes plan too bc he thinks stuff like people built the dam, there are living things here, it cost a fortune..... and i personally never see a purpose in what they're doing bc bryde never tells them and ronan obviously doesn't know or he thinks he doesnt. I think he doesnt and he just trudts bryde blindly for now and his insecurities aka bryde take over and rule over ronan. Thoughts?"

i mean, i think ronan sees the purpose. here are his thoughts, directly quoted from chapter 17 when bryde is talking about restoring the ley lines:

"A world where Matthew could just live. A world where Ronan could just dream. A world where every dream was clear and crisp and easy to navigate, so there were never accidents or nightmares. He wanted it."

he wants, as i mentioned above, for matthew's life to not be reliant on his own (which i understand. that's a really heavy knowledge to live with.) he also just wants to be able to exist wherever he wants and with whomever he wants (thinking, for example, about how he wasn't able to get an apartment in boston in cdth), without constantly worrying that the nightwash is going to kill him. poor guy just wants a normal life

"Also did we ever actually see bryde get something out of a dream? Most work did Ronan"

this is interesting. now that you mention it, i don't think we do. supposedly he dreams the orbs, but i can't recall ever seeing that happen? i could be wrong, though

"And why is the nightwash mostly ronans problem? I mean hennessy and rhionna (?) had it very little and who knows if the other dreamers have it"

i think ronan is a much, much more powerful dreamer than any of the others. there's something...More about him. something special about being the greywaren. i don't know what it is, specifically, but i anticipate that's something we'll find out in the final book, and i expect it'll explain why the nightwash affects him more than it does the others

"Who the hell dreamt the mods"

i don't know! i think the most popular theory right now is that it was nathan farooq-lane. i'm not sure how that works, though, since they killed nathan and bryde took the sweetmetal off of lock pretty early in the book (unless nathan isn't actually dead, somehow) (or bryde is nathan, which is another popular theory). another theory is that it was ronan. like, he was feeling so alone and misunderstood that he accidentally dreamt his own persecutors? or it's possible that they were all just dreamt by random dreamers and that's why they felt strongly enough about the "cause" to become moderators, but that's kind of boring

"And why are R B and H so dangerous? Bc of what they're doing?"

yeah, and, i mean, according to liliana's visions, they have the power to end the world

"Can I point out that Idk what everyone is talking about, I dont get pynch possible breakup vibes at all from this book"/"Am I trippin or did I read another book? Because some fellas say there's no pynch"

i think when people say there's no pynch, they just mean that there's very minimal pynch interaction, specifically. because, yeah, even though they're both constantly thinking about each other, it is true that we only get one moment of them actually interacting (the phone call), and it's obviously not a positive interaction

i don't think anyone actually thinks they'll break up. at least, i haven't seen anyone say that and i've been feverishly reading everything under the mister impossible tag, so

"What struck me as really odd was that Adam bought this stupid 14$ waffle which he would have never done a few months back and I dont think he would do it now? 14$ is a lot of money esp for a waffle so why spend it on something as useless as this? And why do the others need Adams money? Are they all on scholarships? Was it just bc he had cash and the others didnt? And why is he treating them like his followers and they treat him as their guardian or whatever like he clearly needs to be honest with them"

okay, first off, i will say, as someone who grew up poor and, like adam, absolutely busted my ass in high school to get a good scholarship so i could go to college, the relief of actually getting that scholarship is...powerful. my financial anxiety definitely didn't disappear once that happened, but there was, at least in my experience, this feeling of "i made it, it's going to be okay now" that made it a little easier to spend money. i don't think it's that unrealistic that he, now having the security of a harvard education, would spend fourteen dollars on something he doesn't need every once in a while. it would be completely out of character for henrietta adam, yes, but it's a bit different now. plus, it wouldn't suit his faux Harvard Adam persona to refuse the waffle because of how much it costs

i think his friends are all a lot more well-off than he is. it was just that they didn't have any cash on them and the waffle truck didn't take card (also realistic, i never have cash on me so i always have to ask someone to spot me when a place turns out to be cash-only)

i think (a) they all look up to him because he has this really calm, cool and collected persona. more importantly, we can assume that they were all struggling with something when he met each of them, since they were all crying. now in swoops this guy who saw them upset and came to comfort and befriend them. of course they see him as something like a hero. and (b) i think he likes that. in high school, he was the one being rescued, not the one rescuing. i think he enjoys being the kind of person he used to wish he could be (ie. gansey. he's being gansey)

"I thought it a bit funny in a weird way that Declan talked about marrying Jordan…I can't imagine he was being too serious about it?"

no, i mean, i don't think he was literally proposing, not yet. he's just really happy for the first time in a long time (maybe ever) and, after a lifetime of pain and trauma and more responsibility than he ever signed up for, i don't blame him for wanting that feeling to last forever, even if he's not really thinking clearly

"Also I think it's amazing they make each other so happy but the ending makes me a bit sad or surprised bc shouldn't Matthew be his nr1 priority now?"

we only have jordan's perspective at the end, so when she thinks that it was clear declan had come out of his apartment looking for her, i don't think that necessarily means he wasn't also looking for matthew. i don't think it's fair to say that, in that moment, he should prioritize either matthew or jordan. he loves two dreams, so he can and should be concerned for both of them equally. i don't think one love is inherently more important than the other just because it's lasted longer or because it's family

[teathattast]

They definitely made the orbs bigger I know I'm not trippin

Is it just me or did the change the size of the orbs?

[polaroidfang]

Uhhhh I was doing artifacts farming and I spotted a Seelie stand that was on the ground??? When I went to examine it, it said something like "Electro Sigil (Electro Orb)".

I was gonna check it out after I was done artifact farming but now it's back to normal, Seelie in it and all.

Am I trippin'???

[sadistriku]

I legit had a fuckin dream where I got claude and all i remember from it was that i said "But I wanted dimitri-"

And I woke up did my daily routine and shit and was like ok time to suffer through another summon.

I got the 5 orbs I was waiting for. And i went to summon, but not before looking at the banner half asleep saying "oh? I dreamt I got you... Whatever lmfao..."

So I clicked on the banner to summon and pure reds and only one gray. And i was like "no way.... I'm trippin...." and I pressed on it like "wtf why not." while it was summoning I said "I'm not gonna get him" and then he shows up like wtf i screamed.

[cyanidetooth]

Guru Guru! Trans Am! Nurse With Wound • Stereolab! Neu! Hovercraft! Hirsche Nicht Aufs Sofa! HiM! Pole! Main! Oval! Kraftwerk! Tortoise! Fly Pan Am! Love Cry Want! The Orb! 

[paskvilnet]

7. díl 28.2.2001

check_czech (nana zorin)

rec.desky (mirwais - production, guru´s jazzmatazz - streetsoul, dido - no angel, stone temple pilots - no. 4)

kino.avi (krajinka, paralelní světy, tygr a drak)

nahorudolu (nahoru meetfactory, dolu graffiti zákon)

klipy (dreadzone - earth angel, ltj bukem - sunrain, red hot chili peppers - road trippin, rege agiainst the machine - renegades of funk, the orb - once more)

[maddybunny]

BRUH I finally watched the latest SU episodes and I was trippin a little because I know it’s not a unique thing or whatever but I thought it was cool how in the moon base they used an orb to spy/monitor other gems bc that’s exactly what I made my gemsona do lmao djfgjhg except they said it’s used by the diamonds and it’s more OP in the show/canon but STILL. 

Moonstone’s thing was she chills at the moon base sometimes and can summon small crystal ball-like orbs to see the activity of other gems, except hers was only for exclusive gems in exclusive areas that were very limited so it was far less OP. Made me excited to see it sort of implemented in the show though. :D

[hopeishappinessff]

Chapter 10

There was a thunderous storm raging outside and my eyes fluttered open from the commotion of it. With a yawn, I pushed myself up against the plush pillows surrounding me and ran a hand through the wild and curly mane atop my head. Easing my way up from the side of the bed, I made my way into the restroom to handle my morning duties and once I returned to the bedroom, I moved to my nightstand to retrieve my vibrating phone.

“Hello.” I greeted Destani after noticing her name flash across the screen. “Morning chica, you up?” She practically yelled. I nearly pulled my phone away from both the tone of her voice and the nonsense of her rhetorical question “Yes Destani, I’m up.” “Well I’m sittin in front of your house in my car so come let me in please.” She said, ending the call before I could respond. Sitting my phone back over on my nightstand, I moved toward my bedroom door and headed out into the hall. Once I’d made it down the stairs, I unlocked the front door and eased it open, revealing a frowning Destani on the porch with a wildly decorated cheetah print umbrella at her side.

“Took you long enough, damn… can’t you see it’s raining cats and dogs out here?” She asked as she shifted past me into the foyer, dropping her bundled umbrella on the floor. I turned and stared at her blankly after shutting and locking the front door “So why exactly did you decide to come here, now of all times?” I trailed along behind her as she marched up the stairs toward my room as if it were her own “Is it a crime that I didn’t wanna stay home by myself?”

“No, but you know… it’s just storming outside and really early. I don’t know many people who like to roam around early Sunday morning while it's pouring down raining.” I giggled at the sound of her scoffing loudly. “Well for your information, I’ve been up since my mama and Mani left for church and JJ went back to his place to deal with his bitch of a girlfriend.” She explained referring to her older brother Jordan. “And why exactly didn’t you go to church with your mom and Imani?” I inquired curiously.

Sauntering into my room, she plopped down on the edge of my bed and slipped her shoes off “See that’s why I’m up. My mama woke me up and tried to make me go, but I kinda told her I didn’t feel good.” Gasping at her revelation, I pulled my desk chair from beneath my desk and sat down crossing my legs comfortably “Dez you lied to get out of going to church?”

She straightened her posture and held up both hands innocently “Hold up, I did not lie okay. I was still tired from last night, which if referred to appropriately as exhaustion, can technically be classified as a form of illness.” She snapped her fingers knowingly as if her explanation made the perfect sense. I laughed with a shake of my head and leaned contentedly against the back of the desk chair. Tilting her head suddenly, Destani smirked as she squinted her exotic orbs and stared at me.

“You got a little somethin to you today. It’s like… I don’t know. Can’t put my finger on it, but it’s something.” She said. With a playful roll of my eyes, I stretched across the side of the bed to retrieve the remote “I’m not sure what you’re talking about.” “So what happened last night?” She asked, maintaining her hard stare. “When you left with Chris, where did ya’ll go?”

I fought the urge to grin widely at the mere mention of the end of my night. It was sweet and simple, but something I would never forget. With Chris revealing a side of himself that I never knew he possessed and allowing me to experience his refuge, it was certainly the best part of my night. “We rode around for a little while and he stopped at a lake he wanted me to see.” “A lake he wanted you to see,” She repeated, blinking rapidly, “I didn’t even know Richmond had a lake… wait, why he did he want you to see it? Why couldn’t everybody else go with ya’ll to see it?”

“I don’t know.” I responded with a shrug of my shoulders. “Ya’ll did something didn’t you? With the way this nigga was all over you at the party, I know ya’ll did something!” She bounced excitedly in her seat. “We didn’t do anything Dez, calm down.” I said, laughing at her enthusiasm. Tuning in to the sound of a vibration against the hard surface of my nightstand, I rolled the chair over and grabbed my phone.

Charlie Brown 10:10 AM --------------

Morning sweet lips 

I couldn’t contain the smirk that slithered across my lips and I quickly bit down into my bottom lip in a grave effort to retain my giddiness. I was sure the blush on my cheeks had become evident to my guest and before I could even lock eyes with her, Destani had already leaned off the side of the bed and snatched my phone from my hands.

“Dez!” I exclaimed, rocketing from my seat. But I was seconds too late… Destani had already glued her eyes to the screen and moments later she was staring at me blankly. “Sweet lips…” Before I could even manage to conjure up an excuse, she had a hand slapped against her mouth and her eyes had widened animatedly. “You kissed him… ya’ll kissed? Oh my God, he sucked on your lips and now he thinks they’re sweet!” She raved.

Pausing suddenly, she glared at me and pointed an incriminating finger my way “So you were just gonna lie to me? I just asked your slut ass what happened last night and you lied!” “I didn’t lie… I just left that part out.” I laughed, leaning quickly to the left to avoid the pillow she flung in my direction. “Well don’t just sit there… you know I need details. How was it?” She turned to face me and clapped her hands eagerly. Glancing down at my twiddling thumbs, I allowed my mind to take me back to the night before.

I thought about the intimacy Chris shared with me. The physical attraction was there, true enough… but he opened his heart and his mind to me and made us closer, I felt, than we’d ever been. He allowed me access to a piece of him so sacred and pure… he trusted me with some of his inner most thoughts and feelings. Everything encompassed in the tender moments he shared with me could be described in one simple word… “Perfect,” I muttered with a smirk as I glanced over at Destani, “It was perfect.”

--

I sat in the kitchen enjoying a quick breakfast before school with Destani, Tameka, and Nalay. Tameka swore that her mother hadn’t restocked the breakfast foods in her house, so her next best option was to raid mine. “Man, I’m still trippin off the shit that went down at that party though. I can’t believe that hoe Gabby.” Tameka said with a shake of her head as she chomped down a spoonful of cereal.

“Girl yes… that shit was so fucked up. And the worst part about it was that her damn boyfriend was right downstairs. Like are you that much of a fuckin slut that you couldn’t even wait to cheat on this nigga ‘til you left the same house he was in?” Destani commented with furrowed brows. “I thought Chris was gonna knock her ass out, real talk. Like he charged that bitch and if the boys wouldn’t have stopped him, I swear my nigga was about to forget who she was and black out on her. Bitch was lookin like she was gone piss her pants... that nigga had her ass shook!” Tameka laughed.

With a quick shake of her head, Nalay plopped down in a seat next to Destani and sipped from her fresh cup of orange juice “I don’t even blame her, I would have been scared too. Chris is insane when he gets angry like that. I seriously thought he was gonna kill that guy if the boys wouldn’t have jumped in.” “Right! I didn’t even have time to catch my breath from walking up all them damn steps before he was on that niggas ass.” Tameka said causing us all to laugh.

Finishing up breakfast a short while later, we were soon on our way out the front door and I stepped out last, making sure to secure it. “Well we’ll see ya’ll trollips at school.” Tameka said as she swung the driver side door of her car open. “Whatever hoodrat, Nay you better pray girl. You know Meka can’t drive for shit.” Destani snickered. Tameka threw a middle finger up in response as Nalay laughed and slipped into her car.

Arriving in the school parking lot nearly fifteen minutes later, Destani parked her car and hopped out to face Tameka who’d parked a few minutes before us. “Meka, don’t call me the day your ass gets pulled over,” Destani said as she reached into the backseat to retrieve her belongings, “You drive like a damn stunt double from Fast and Furious!” “Shut yo ass up, always hatin on a nigga. I drive like a professional boo.” Twisting her lips to one side, she raised her brows and sashayed toward us with Nalay at her side.

“With the way your crazy ass drives, I can see you gettin pulled over one day just for startin the car.” We all laughed at Destani's statement as we headed across the lot toward the side entrance of the school. Frowning suddenly, Destani smacked her lips and nodded her head toward the doors at we approached “And what exactly are these hoes starin at?” Turning my head in the direction she stared, I spotted Gabby’s friends Sharissa and Melanie indeed staring ruthlessly right at us.

“Promise you they’ll turn the fuck around when we get to this damn door.” Tameka exclaimed as she stepped ahead of us to lead us up to the entrance, as if confrontation was her hobby. We reached the door of the school and were well on our way to entering the double doors… “Bitches these days are so fuckin rude… don’t even know how to say excuse me.” The voice was muffled and low, but the words were uttered just loud enough to be heard clearly.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Tameka turned to face Sharissa, glaring at her from head to toe, “Who the fuck were you speaking to?” “I mean, I only see one group of bitches right here… clearly I was speaking to you.” She retorted with a roll of her neck. “Bitch I know you not…” Reaching out quickly, I gripped Tameka by her arm and pulled her back from the two steps she’d taken toward Sharissa and Melanie.

“Tameka no… let’s just go okay. It’s not that serious.” I said, tugging lightly at her arm. “Yeah, listen to your little thot ass friend and go on about your business.” Melanie said with a smirk, stepping up next to Sharissa. “Who the fuck are you…” Destani started, but I quickly interrupted. Slowly turning to face Melanie, I could feel my heart thumping heavily against my chest with… anger? “Excuse me?” “You heard me hoe. Stealing bitches niggas and shit… you think that’s cute bitch?” She squinted her artificial orbs at me with a mocking smirk.

I was stunned by what she’d said. As much as I tried to convenience myself that I had no idea what she was referring to, I couldn’t deny it. I knew exactly where her insult had come from. Before my mind could catch up to my mouth, I scowled at Melanie, rolled my eyes, and took a step closer to her.

“You should really learn the facts before you go speaking about something you have no idea about Melanie. Your attempt to insult me, calling me all out of my name unnecessarily, is really very childish and tacky. I’m not a thot, nor do I ‘steal people’s niggas’, and I’m certainly not a hoe. But that’s more than I can say for some people… like you and your friends. If someone’s boyfriend wants to confide in me because his girlfriend is a nasty hoe who likes to fuck random guys in the same house party as him, I can’t control that. And I also can’t control if someone’s boyfriend just so happens to want to kiss me, because he lowkey wants me more than his girlfriend,” With a pause, I dropped my gaze repulsively down to her shoes, “Now, please… excuse us.”

With her mouth hanging wide open with shock, Melanie stared at me as I walked right past her and her foolish comrade. I marched through the doors of the school with Destani, Tamkea, and Nalay hot on my tail, hooting and hollering obnoxiously like they’d just witnessed a Mayweather fight. “And sashay away, honey! What the fuck was that?” Destani asked with a cackle as she rushed to my side. “That girl is stupid,” I frowned deeply with a roll of my eyes, “How can you attempt to insult me and you don’t even know what you’re talking about? She made herself look like a complete idiot.”

With a smirk and a shake of her head, she placed a hand around my shoulders as we strolled down the hall toward our lockers “You put on for yo man honey. I have never seen you get worked up like that about anyone in my life!” “But wait a minute, did you just tell that girl that you kissed Chris? When the fuck did that happen?” Tameka asked and we all laughed as we continued down the hall.

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I leaned against the locker beside Destani’s and waited impatiently for her to gather her things so we could finally leave for the day. The final bell of the day had rang over fifteen minutes ago, yet we had yet to leave the building. “Dez… please hurry up.” I complained. Glancing in her direction, I noticed that she wasn’t even getting her things together. Her eyes were instead glued to her phone and a grin was plastered on her face. “Destani Mi'Chelle Rivera.” I shrieked, slamming her locker door shut in hopes of getting her attention.

She flinched immediately and nearly dropped her phone completely “What the fuck Sy… why’d you close my locker? I was trynna to get my stuff!” With a roll of my eyes, I released a heavy sigh “No, you actually weren’t. You’re standing there probably smiling at something Rashad sent you and I’m ready to go!” Smacking her lips, she quickly reentered her combination “Imma let you and your little comment make it, because I think somebody is in a bad mood today. You’re either PMS’ing or missin a certain someone.”

With yet another sharp roll of my eyes, I stepped away from her as she grabbed the remainder of her things and shut her locker. We began our trek out to the student parking lot where, as usual, there was a crowd of student’s and music rumbling through the air. “Aye yo!.” I tuned in to the sound of a loud, masculine voice approaching. Glancing to the right, I spotted Rashad and Dontay heading toward Destani and I.

“Good afternoon beautiful ladies.” Dontay greeted with a grin. “Hey Don.” Destani said with a smirk. “What’s up Sy, you good?” Rashad asked, tossing an arm over my shoulder. “Yeah, just tired.” I said through a stifled yawn. “Hey, have ya’ll seen Breezy at all today?” Dontay asked. “Nope, I actually haven’t talked to him since Saturday and I think Sy saw him last on Sunday.” Destani said. With furrowed brows, Dontay leaned against the nearest car and crossed his arms over his chest “Damn, where this nigga at? He been MIA for a minute now and after the shit that went down at Mike’s party, I just wanna make sure he ain’t do no crazy shit.”

“For real bro. You know Chris can do some stupid shit when he gets pissed like that. I ain’t seen dude that worked up in a while.” Rashad chimed in. “Shit, I hope that nigga don’t do nothing crazy. Don’t nobody have time to be bailing his ass outta jail.” Destani fussed, pulling her keys from the confines of her purse. “Well if ya’ll see him at the house, just hit us up.” Dontay instructed. With a nod of her head, Destani turned and strutted toward her car. Bidding the boys adieu, I swiftly took off behind her.

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Once Destani dropped me off at home, I noticed that my aunt’s car was in the driveway so I crept quietly into the house. I knew she’d be working a night shift later in the evening, so she would be resting for the remainder of the day. I slipped silently into my room and dropped my things on the floor near my desk before plopping down on my bed. I lounged there for a while, contemplating whether I should give in to my body’s urge to take a nap or get up and start on my homework. I decided on the latter and climbed out of the bed to retrieve my bag.

In crossing to my desk, I glanced out of my window and focused in on Chris’s window on the other side of the big tree. Through the branches I could see that the room was empty and from what I could tell, it had been all week. Since the night he sealed our evening with a kiss, I hadn’t seen or spoken to him. I’d initially been concerned that perhaps I failed to impress him with my end of the kiss and he was just avoiding me, but once he turned up missing from school… my concerns became much more critical. I’d sent him multiple text messages and even tried calling a few times, but to no avail… wherever he’d disappeared to, he didn’t intend to be found.

Working well into the night, I decided to give my school work a rest and prepare for bed. I shifted into the bathroom for a quick shower and after dressing comfortably in a signature t-shirt and boyshorts, I climbed into bed and nestled myself in my heap of pillows. Sleep didn’t come as easily as I’d planned. Thoughts of Chris’s whereabouts clouded my mind and I prepared for yet another restless night as my concern for him increased.

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