#i finished the anime in less than 24 hours and went on to tackle the manga

[virginwithasthma]

[ID: A doodle of a person with a speech bubble that illustrates what they're saying. Overlayed over the speech bubble is "I love cherry magic". Overlayed over the person is "Seeing socially and romantically awkward adults, who are still figuring things out, find romance makes me feel happy. You're never too old to have your first kiss or any other first. You're never too old to be happy", which illustrates a more detailed explanation in their thoughts that they're not sharing. /.End ID]

[kinghoranshit]

Middle of the Night (1D)  Ch 2

Word Count: 1,555

I ran a hand through my hair with a sigh and walked out into the main cabin of the bus. The guys ate pizza as they lounged in the dining booth. The boys stopped and stared at me, jaws wide open. What? Good one, Izzie. Ask it aloud this time. 

I cleared my throat. “What?”

I noticed Liam shift uncomfortably in his seat and it looked like he was trying to cover something up. My eyes went wide. It didn’t take a lot now to realize what was going on. I had plenty of experience with this. I knew I was not alone in my apartment, so my normal pjs of an oversized tee and boyshorts were probably not the best option. But we were all friends, I had no interest in any of them, and half of them were taken so this shouldn’t be a big deal. Most of all, I hadn’t thought to pack other pjs. I guess we’d have to stop somewhere so I could buy more proper ones. 

I made a low whistle. “Sorry guys, I don’t have any other pjs.”

Louis shot up from where he was sitting, fast, and went into the back bunks. He came back with a pair of joggers and tossed them to me. “Wear these for tonight, love.”

“I would ask if you’re joking, but I know you’re not,” I replied with a smirk. I tugged the black sweatpants on right there, then flopped down beside Louis. 

I reached out to grab a slice, took a bite, and internally cringed. But I smacked my lips dramatically. “Mmm, good pizza.” 

My mind trailed to what I needed to do later. It wouldn’t be too hard to escape out, but the finding of food would be the real test. A rat or something would be better than nothing. 

Harry snorted. “What movie should we watch before sleep?”

“Insidious two,” Niall answered deviously. 

I’ve seen a lot of scary things. I was considered a scary creature. Yet, I still did not like scary movies, especially demons taking over humans. Which I knew was ironic. 

I couldn’t stop the look I shot him. 

Louis wrapped an arm around my shoulders and gave a couple pats. “You can hide your face in one of our chests, don’t worry.” 

“Y’all wish… Please pick something else.” I lightly shoved his hand off. I didn’t have the patience for it. 

“Nope.” Niall stuffed the last of the crust into his mouth before he stood. 

I groaned. There was no getting out of it. That was clear. I was going to have to put my big girl fangs on and suck it up. 

***

My eyes were glued to the screen even though I wanted to look away. I was snuggled up next to Niall, his arm around my shoulders, and a blanket covered us. It was now I closed my eyes tightly and hid my face in his chest. This was the last thing I needed to watch before I slipped out into the night and possibly fed. I was probably the wimpiest vampire ever in those regards. 

I stayed like that until I heard someone whisper, “The movie’s over.”

I peeked one eye open to look at the TV screen, it was turned off. I sat up straight and realized we were the only two out here.

“They all went to get ready for bed,” Niall filled in.

I mouthed an ‘oh’ with a slow nod. I gestured towards the back. “You should probably go do that.”

He smirked. “No need, I don’t sleep with anything on.”

I rolled my eyes. “So I can’t wear the oversized shirt, but you can wear nothing? That’s a lousy double standard.”

“In all honesty, we didn’t think girls slept like that.”

“Women like to be comfortable too.”

He chuckled. “Touche.”

I stood, leaving the safety of his arms and the blanket we snuggled under. “I’m going to bed.” But really, it was a ploy of hope they’d follow in suit. 

Louis snickered as he walked back out in a pair of Adidas shorts and a loose tank. “So soon?” 

I raised my brows. “I’m surprised you’re not with the day you have tomorrow. I’m not even doing half of what you are and I’m already feeling the energy being drained from me at the thought of-” 

“I was only teasing, we’re all going to bed soon,” he replied.

“Right, then goodnight.”

I squeezed my way past the other three to find my bunk. Once I was under the covers and bundled, I shifted myself to face the wall. It was easier to pretend to sleep if they couldn’t see my face. 

Eventually, I heard all the others climb into their own bunks and the light was shut off, and now the area was illuminated by the emergency light strips.  All my senses shifted to my hearing and focused on the boys’ breathing patterns. It was easy to tell when someone was actually sleeping by their breathing and heart rate; slow and steady was what I wanted. Once I knew they were out, I tiptoed outside.

The hope to not have to fly was low. Being in the suburbs did not lend the luxury of a lot of animals. I sniffed the air for something. Anything. I caught the scent of a deer. About twenty miles North from here. There must be small woods. I bent my knees a bit to give leverage and pushed off to fly.

I followed the scent all the way up till the edge of the woods. My feet planted on the dirt floor and I searched around. The deer hid a couple trees over from me. I tiptoed over to hide behind a tree and check it out. There was a low growl and I noticed the bobcat in the distance, it’s eyes set on my meal. Fuck this. I sniffed it out first. I guess I’d have to feed on the bobcat instead since it would never back down. Plus, I’d rather let the deer live than this predator.

My eyes narrowed on the bobcat that stalked toward my old meal, who didn’t seem to notice it. I lengthened my fangs and took an attentive step forward, which revealed me. The bobcat noticed and hissed at me, showing its fangs.

I snickered. “I have fangs of my own.”

I charged at the bobcat and tackled it to the ground. It fought against me, hard, by wiggling its body. It forced me to double down on my hold, using up any strength I had left. I opened up the neck by setting one of my hands under it’s jawline then I sunk my fangs into it- a dying growl leaving it for a moment. Now the sounds of my gulps were present. Then warm, metallic ran down my throat and slowly I could feel my body getting stronger again. The control of every cell returned. It didn’t feel like I was walking on pins anymore. 

Once I finished, I retracted my fangs and wiped my face off. I drug the bobcat and stuffed it into an empty log, then I took some brush rubble and covered it up. I brushed off any evidence that I would lead someone to believe I’d been in the woods before I flew back to the bus.

I snuck back inside, going straight for the bathroom to clean off the dirt I couldn’t wipe off, and took my contacts now since I didn’t need them anymore. But when I took them out, my eyes were still red.

“This is… bad,” I mumbled.

Vampires were not created to survive only on animal blood. We could get away with it for a few centuries. But eventually our bodies needed the nutrients that only could come from humans. This worried me immensely. There was the chance of going ripper again; it was a completely different person. I couldn’t control them. I couldn’t just wear the contacts for eternity and pretend. The wait would only make it worse. 

I let out a low breath and put my contacts back in for now. I’d figure out a way to get human blood without hurting a person. I climbed back into my bed and heard Harry stir, which made my breath hitch in the back of my throat. I waited a few, hesitant seconds before he rolled to face his wall. A low breath left me and I completely pulled myself under the covers. 

“Where did you go?” someone mumbled tiredly.

Shit. I looked across the small hall at Louis; his bunk was on the opposite side of me.

“Just had to use the loo,” I answered, the british slipped out. The loo? I really hated myself right now. 

There was a moment of interest flickering in his pupils, then he licked his lips and snuggled more under his covers. “Okay,” he muffled into his pillow.

Not even a full 24 hours and I almost blew my cover. It was easier to be a loner when I was who I was. Yet, that was a miserable life. Trust me, I tried for centuries. The connection of relationships made this sentence less horrible. Once I had human blood, hopefully without the demon inside of me taking over, I’d be able to hide myself.  

Next: Ch 3 (to come...)

[Masterlist]

[koi-dog-bot]

★ FILL IN THE QUESTIONS AS IF YOU ARE BEING INTERVIEWED FOR AN ARTICLE AND YOU WERE YOUR MUSE.

TAGGED BY: nobody

TAGGING: idk whoever feels like it?

1. WHAT IS YOUR NAME?   “Juke.”

2. WHAT IS YOUR REAL NAME?   “... It’s Crash Course, not that it’s any of your business but whatever. Juke is my name now and that’s how it stays.”

3. DO YOU KNOW WHY YOU’RE CALLED THAT? “Because I tended to learn on the fly. Also it fit with the theme my host unintentionally had goin' with his deployers.”

4. ARE YOU SINGLE OR TAKEN? “I generally stick with ‘ambiguous’ and leave it at that.”

5. WHAT ARE YOUR POWERS AND ABILITIES? “Stupid huge memory and a knack for vocal mimicry.”

6. WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES? “Light purple.”

7. HAVE YOU EVER DYED YOUR HAIR? “I’ve repainted a couple times over the millenia if that counts.”

8. DO YOU HAVE ANY FAMILY MEMBERS? “Used to...”

9. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? Snrk-- “Sorry, just a bit ironic you’d be asking that. No, not anymore. I used to have a mangy mutt of a ‘voltai when I was younger but they went missin' and I haven’t seen them since.”

10. TELL ME ABOUT SOMETHING YOU DON’T LIKE. “Mmm. That’s a long list. I don’t like it when people doubt that I could kick their aft, or that I’ve fought at all. Part of it is because I tend to not act my age for reasons I’m not gettin' into, but come on... I was a fraggin’ mercenary for Primus’ sake.”

11. DO YOU HAVE ANY HOBBIES OR ACTIVITIES YOU DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME? “I collect things, absorb the local entertainment, go for runs, annoy people over the waves, sometimes I write or doodle... nothin' spectacular, really. Been thinking about growin' the couple crystal seeds I have but I’m havin' trouble getting a proper guide and not just memory from when my host did it.”

12. HAVE YOU EVER HURT ANYONE BEFORE? “Duh.”

13. HAVE YOU EVER… KILLED ANYONE? “...Also duh.”

14. WHAT KIND OF ANIMAL ARE YOU? “You mean my alt? It’s based off a breed of turbohound from Velocitron but it mimics some other design elements from other canines too.”

15. NAME YOUR WORST HABITS. “Uuuuh... That would be probably most of them. Off the top of my head you got destructive chewin' when I’m bored, bein' a magpie, wanderin' around at the dead hours of night when I cant sleep and gettin' into stuff... Yeah. Lots of things.”

16. DO YOU LOOK UP TO ANYONE? Mmm... “I looked up to my host. I haven’t been doin' great with that, but I have a chance to turn that around at least.”

17. GAY, STRAIGHT, OR BISEXUAL? “Those terms dont work with me. Those are human things. I don’t date humans. If were talking preferences that do apply it’s gonna be mechs who are honest with what they want from me... That, and uh, the obvious physical features and hobbies alignin' with what I like.” Cough.

18. DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL? “I followed my host to his, so you could say I got a second-hand education. Didn’t finish it though...”

19. DO YOU EVER WANT TO MARRY AND HAVE KIDS SOMEDAY? “It’s the furthest thing from my mind right now. That requires a lot from me to change that... its too dauntin' to tackle.”

20. DO YOU HAVE ANY FANS? “Fans? What fans? I’m in the middle of the woods on some mudball planet in the Terran system and before that I was planet hoppin' around doin' things no one would admire. So no, probably not.”

21. WHAT ARE YOU MOST AFRAID OF? ... “Let’s not get into that.”

22. WHAT DO YOU USUALLY WEAR? “Absolutely nothin'.”

23. DO YOU LOVE SOMEONE? ... “Also not gettin' into that.”

24. WHAT CLASS ARE YOU? “Class? Uh... well that doesn’t really matter much anymore I don’t think? I guess before I was low-class due to bein' a minicon, you were kinda slated to be nothin' but a tool as one back then. Now I’m... I dunno, a vagrant?”

25. HOW MANY FRIENDS DO YOU HAVE? “Uuuuuhhh... a few. I’m purely just thinkin' of the ones I’ve met since Earth, I dunno if any of the others are still alive.”

26. WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON PIE? “Pie as a concept sounds delicious, but I can’t eat the usual one so I wouldn’t know. Post-war Cybertronians, get on that.”

27. FAVORITE DRINK? “Somethin' denta-rottin' sweet usually, the kind of stuff medics cringe in horror at. Nearly bit one’s hand for tryin' to take it from me once...”

29. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE? “This old concert theatre me and my symbiotic siblin's used to sneak into. Place is rubble now, no idea if they attempted to rebuild it.”

30. ARE YOU INTERESTED IN SOMEONE? “Many people are interestin'. If you’re talkin' the romantic sense though, I’m still thinkin' about it.”

31. WHAT’S YOUR DICK SIZE? “Nah.”

32. WOULD YOU RATHER SWIM IN THE LAKE OR THE OCEAN? “Lake. Salt cakin' in seams is the worst. But its got to be a mostly clear lake, I’m not too fond of slimy grass on me either.”

33. WHAT’S YOUR ‘TYPE’? Siiiiigh, “I have multiple and its mostly just feelings at the time based, I tend to gravitate to mechs slightly larger than me but I also dont mind them bein' shorter. I have a bit of an ego and if I have to compete in a not friendly teasin' way I’m out, so macho mechs aren’t for me but the occasional smart ass gossip is fine. I don’t like bein' babied but I do appreciate bein' cared about and havin' someone bein'... fond with me. I like really affectionate mechs is what I’m sayin'.”

34. ANY FETISHES? Nnnh... “I haven’t trusted many mechs enough to really explore, simple romps when I got the chance was more than enough. However... I do like bein' praised.”

35. TOP OR BOTTOM? DOMINANT OR SUBMISSIVE? Huff, “This is dumb. I’m not answerin' this. It’s entirely based on the situation, I just like havin' fun and that means it can be one or the other. I’m not picky....”

36. CAMPING, OR INDOORS? “Indoors. Less bugs and critters.”

37. ARE YOU WAITING FOR THIS INTERVIEW TO BE OVER? “Yes.”