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dinsdjrn · 2 years ago

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gone, from austin | j. miller | part one

pre-outbreak!Joel x f!reader

18+, a brother's best friend story

summary: Joel Miller: the one that got away; right person, wrong time. Now you’re back in Austin and it hurts just as bad, as if you’d never left five years ago

wc: 3.1k

warnings: 18+ Minors DNI, no use of y/n, Sarah is alive and well, female reader, young!joel is an assshole (but not rlly), brothers best friend, ex-lovers to lovers (eventually), f! mc has unresolved trauma, implied cheating (not joel), slow burn, eventual smut, angsty at first, proof-read but i have not a clue what im doing. let me know if i missed anything <3

💌 a/n: not new to fic, but it's been a hot minute so please be kind <3 i am very nervous to post this but i'm posting it for me to share my joy and daydreaming with you. If youd like to be added to a tag list when i update lmk <3

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Part One | April 2002

“I’ve gotta heal myself from all the things I’ve never felt”

Life is disappointing. Accepting that aspirations and dreams aren’t the reality you face, it’s hard. Sometimes it’s even harder to accept that things can fall apart in the blink of an eye; you just have to move on. You are someone who things didn’t work out for and you understood that now. It was painful, numbing, and deserved; where ever you went destruction was sure to follow.

You’ve accepted that in the blink of an eye your life had fallen apart once again. That was a given. What was unexpected was returning to the town that built you up and broke your heart. When you moved to Toronto, you swore you were done with Austin. Yet, here you were, stepping on the escalator at Austin airport your entire life in a few bags waiting at the carousel bay below.

As you descended, the baggage claim came into view so did your twin brother with a massive “Welcome Home!” poster board that had your name on it.

A smile couldn’t help but spread over your features, as defeated as you felt, your brother always knew how to make you smile.

“Hey, I’ve missed you,” you say as your brother wraps you in a massive bear hug.

“I’ve missed you too,” relief present in his voice.

The buzzer on the baggage carousel sounded which pulled you from the hug that you didn’t know you needed.

“I’ll get my bags and then we can be on our way,”

Your bags came a few minutes later, you and your brother each took one.

As you stepped into the car, a silence fell between you, neither really knowing what to say. You hadn’t been home in years and there was a sinking in your chest and darkness dawned on you. The past few days had been a whirlwind of anguish, it was dizzying how rushed you were to leave your life in Toronto. Nothing had time to sink in, until now, until you were back feeling the exact same heartbreak that pushed you to leave. You felt as if you had taken one step forward and three steps back.

The car was quiet, Jake clearly didn’t know what to say, and you clearly didn’t want to talk about it.

“Thanks for letting me stay with you and Kels,” you said after about ten minutes of brutal silence, “I promise it’s temporary, once I’m back on my feet I’ll be out of your hair.”

“No worries, you can stay as long as you’d like, you know,”

Staying was never your plan. Austin may have been home once, but that was was a long time ago. The reasons you left may not outweigh the reason you came back, but this wasn’t long term. Too much pain wrapped your heart like a brick wall to stay for very long. That wall was taken apart piece by piece over the past over the past five years and put back up so quickly in the last thirty-six hours.

“Thanks,” you forced a small smile on your face.

More silence. More time alone with yourself, more time to believe that you deserved this pain, these hardships.

What did I do to make things fall apart? I thought we were happy. I thought I was building my life. You thought to yourself.

“So I should let you know,” Jake started pulling you from your thoughts, “the Stars made it to the playoffs and I’ve invited Tommy, Joel and Sarah over to watch the game tonight.”

Joel. You thought to yourself. You knew he’d be unavoidable, but you didn’t think it would be an immediate turnaround, close proximity, kind of deal. Maybe a wave from the driveway or neighbourhood cookout first, but you guessed wrong.

“Oh.”

“Look I know it’s,” he paused “Complicated for you right now, but being with familiar people might be good for you.”

“Always the therapist,” you scoffed.

It might be good for you to be near Kelsey, Jake, Tommy and Sarah, but Joel. There was so much history there, so many unresolved questions and feelings. Five years had passed, but the flesh wound he had left on your heart was fresh as the day you had left.

“I’d’ve ended things anyway, darlin’! So you may as well just leave, go to Canada, start over!” The words burned into your skull. They had made it so easy to leave and so hard to come back.

You had never explained to Jake what happened between you and Joel, just that things hadn’t worked out. They hadn’t worked out, but their friendship was more important than simply “not working out”. You insisted your breakup wouldn’t affect their friendship and you were leaving anyways, so what would it matter.

Arriving at your brothers place you were greeted by another bear hug from your sister-in-law, Kelsey. She was kind hearted, gentle, and charismatic, just like Jake. They acted like they were made for another, and maybe they were. You weren’t one to be envious normally, but life didn’t work out for you the way it had for them; so a small twinge at your heart wasn’t out of place.

Though you had known this house like the back of your hand years ago, Amy still showed you to your room. This house had belonged toyour parents in the 80’s, and when they decided to move to Florida full-time they had offered it to your brother to start his family. Kelsey and Jake did a full renovation a few years ago bringing the house into the twenty-first century. It was nice, but it lacked the comfort you had once known.

“Thank you Kels, really, I appreciate everything,” You said to Kelsey when she had returned from getting fresh towels for the ensuite.

“Hey, anything you need. That’s what family’s are for.” She smiled softly at you.

“Are you going to come down for dinner and the game? Jake is so excited that you’re here, and Sarah can’t wait to see you!”

“I’m not sure I’m ready for that yet,” you cleared your throat awkwardly.

“Are you sure it’s not because you’ve been brainwashed to a secret Leaf’s fan?” Kels pointed at you.

You laughed. It surprised you but felt good to laugh things off as if nothing had changed.

“I don’t think I could ever be brainwashed to like hockey, Kels,”

“I hear that sis,” She laughed with you, “I’m just in it for Joel’s wings and the beer honestly.”

“If I remember correctly he makes ‘the best barbecue in Austin’,” you mocked Jake’s tone.

Kelsey leaned on the door and chuckled until you fell into a comfortable silence.

“We’ve all missed you,” She sighed.

“I’ve missed y’all.”

“Y’all!” She exclaimed startling you, “I knew there was still a country girl left in you!”

You rolled your eyes in her direction. You can take the girl out of Texas but you can’t take Texas out of the girl. You’d lost a few of your Texas-isms but there would always be a little twang here and there.

“Join us tonight, please? For me and Jake?” She pressed.

“Oh fine,” you gave in, there were vert few people you could not say no to. Kelsey was one of them, and you’re certain both her and Jake knew that.

“Perfect! Games at 7:30. That gives you about an hour to get settled in.”

Kels then left you to get organized. You had put away some essentials in the bathroom and were going to try and put away some clothes before heading downstairs. Kelsey and Jake had put a new dresser in but had left the knick-knacks and photos you left behind on top. The one that caught your eye was from seven years ago, you and a little girl with the curliest brown hair and biggest smile were sat together on a kayak in the middle of a river. That had been one of the best weekends of your life.

Sarah couldn’t have been more than five years old, she insisted that you come with her and Joel camping. You were exhausted after coming off a string of night shifts at the hospital and fully intended on staying home. You’d told Joel just prior that you would see them as soon as they got back, but how could you say no to Sarah. She had you wrapped around her finger, and she knew it too. So you packed a bag and off you went camping with Sarah and Joel. You were so grateful you had decided to go. Between fun on the lake with Sarah, and stolen midnight kisses by the campfire with Joel, it had been exactly what you needed at the time.

You put the frame face down on the dresser. So much historic pain surrounded your heart being back here in Austin. So much fresh pain surrounded your heart from the events that pushed you back here. It was suffocating, and somehow being alone made it so much worse. You wished that it would subside, leave a dull numbness that was familiar to you. Instead it clenched and twisted in the pit of your stomach, leaving you more nauseated than when you arrived.

You checked the clock and realized that nearly forty-five minutes had passed since you started unpacking. You changed quickly out of your plane clothes into something a little less stale, went to the bathroom and splashed some water on your face before heading downstairs to the kitchen.

“There she is!” Jake exclaimed.

“Feeling better?” Kelsey asked, offering you a Stella.

You accepted the beer with a smile.

“Big time, planes always make me feel like shit,” you laughed.

Just then the doorbell rang and you heard the front door open.

“Put your clothes on kids!” You heard a familiar voice yell.

“Tommy!” Your brother exclaimed and walked out of the kitchen.

“Oh my god!” You heard someone yell, “You’re here!”

You turned around, and the curly haired little girl with the killer smile you once knew, wasn’t so little anymore.

“Hey kiddo!”

She ran up to you throwing her bag next to the island and wrapping her arms around your middle.

“I didn’t know you were going to be here today!”

“It was a bit last minute,” you laughed and squeezed Sarah.

“How long are you here for?” She asked looking up at you.

“We’ll see kiddo. I’ve got a few things to sort out here, so I’ll be around.”

“Oh hey, stranger!” Tommy yelled as he walked into the kitchen carrying a two four of beers.

“Oh hey,” you gave a small wave.

“Nuh-uh Toronto, that’s not how we do thing here. C’mere give me a hug,”

You laughed at and embraced Tommy in a hug. It felt comfortable, like you were with people you had known your whole life at least for the parts that mattered.

You felt like someones eyes were burning into the back of your head when you released Tommy from the friendly embrace. A small cough came from the entrance to the kitchen.

You turned around and felt the wind get knocked out of you. There was Joel in all this glory, he looked older than the last time you had seen him. The lines on his face were a little more prominent and he looked a bit more tired, but god he was attractive. He was tall and lean, but still looked strong and kind. It’s hard to not fall in love with him all over again. But to fall in love with him again, just acts as a reminder that he would leave you so easily again.

“Dad can you believe it?!” Sarah exclaimed, stating she felt like you hadn’t been home in forever.

“Well I’ll be damned,” Jake said, “You’ve rendered this jack ass speechless.”

He slapped his best friend across the shoulder only to receive a small shove back.

“Shut up would ya?” Joel said.

“I don’t know about y’all, but I’m hungry and puck drop is in five minutes,” Kelsey said, promptly changing the subject from you.

Everyone then fell into a comfortable conversation about hockey without you. Tommy and Joel had put out containers of barbecue and everyone was grabbing a plate. You were intensely uncomfortable and felt out a bit out of place.

You insisted everyone grab a plate before you so they didn’t miss out on any of the game. Once everyone had moved to the living room you shakily grabbed a plate of food. Still rattled by the ghosts of your past and events of the past few days you weren’t too hungry, but you knew your brother and he’s be the first to comment you needed to eat something. He was always so worried about you, even when you were thousands of miles away.

You brought your plate to the living room and sat in the only available seat remaining next to Sarah, on the couch.

“So,” Tommy looked at you from the T.V., “is that boyfriend of yours going to be makin’ an appearance?”

Jake shot him a look.

“What?!” He laughed. “Just gotta know when I should avoid coming over is all,” He put his hands up in defense.

“We, uh, we actually broke up not too long ago,” you cleared your throat uncomfortably.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry,”

“It’s alright, it was never going to work out anyway. Our lifestyles were too different,” you smiled politely.

Joel refused to even acknowledge the conversation at hand. His eyes were glued to the game and you were grateful for it. After a briefly awkward silence, comfortable conversation fell over the group. You had never felt more at the sidelines, it felt like you were watching these interactions through a window. It was uncomfortable for you, but everyone else, including Joel, was having a great time.

It was getting late when the game had concluded. It had cooled off and gotten dark outside, luckily the Miller’s didn’t have far to go to get home, they were just next door. Joel had bought the house when Sarah was just a baby, he and Jake had hit it off almost immediately. You were still in school at the time, living at home to save money and instantly felt a connection to Joel.

You never acted on you feelings, he had a little kid, you were a broke Med student and he was your brothers best friend. The day things changed was the weekend after your and Jake’s 21st birthday; you all had gone into the city to bar hop, one thing led to another and the Joel Miller had taken you home with him. That night was reckless, it was hot, the line where your individual bodies began and ended had been blurred by intense, drunken, passion for another. There was a danger to your relationship when it started, neither of you wanting Jake to find out, but also neither willing to stop seeing one another.

Eventually, you couldn’t deny your feelings for one another and fell into a very comfortable relationship. You spent five years building a life together. One year dating and getting to know one another. Then, after you had matched in paediatric surgery at St. David’s, you had moved in together. Four more years or figuring out what it meant to date someone with a kid, managing a brutal residency that consisted either nights or 24 hour on call stints. You had thought you were making it work rather well for two people who had no idea what they were doing because at the end of the day at least you knew you loved one another.

Until it all came crashing down. You don’t know what changed, but you were left in the dust with only the shattered pieces of your heart left to pick up after him. It made the decision to move to Canada easy, a no brainer even. It was a fresh start arguably as far away as physically possible from Joel Miller. You thought it would give you time to heal, give you a clean slate. Except, the heart ache never went away, it dulled over the years. There were days it was barely there at all. You had told yourself you moved on countless times. That was until a picture would come to your email of Kelsey and Sarah at the pool, or Jake, Joel, and Tommy at a baseball game, and then it would all come crashing down all over again.

The dull ache was a full on fire in your heart today, you knew it would hurt, seeing them all again. It did hurt, but Jake was right, it was better to be surrounded by others than left alone to wallow in self pity upstairs. The Miller’s started making their goodbyes and you got up to see them out.

“Hey, can we hang out if you’re going to be staying around for a little while? I’ve missed you so much!” Sarah said while giving you a hug goodbye.

“You’d have to ask your Dad, kiddo. I’d be happy to, but it’s up to him,”

Sarah turned to face Joel and pleaded him for a sleepover this coming weekend.

“I, uh, I don’t know darlin’…” He sighed, “You’ve got a lot on the go between school and soccer.”

“Dad, please! We haven’t seen each other since I was little. It’s been so long, just this once?” The teenager pleaded again.

“Alright, alright,” Joel put his hands up in defeat.

Sarah let out a little squeal and hugged her dad.

“Okay, kiddo… I’ll text your dad about it once I’ve gotten settled in this week,” you smiled.

You could tell both you and Joel were uncomfortable with the situation. That didn’t matter at the end of the day because you’d both do anything to make sure Sarah was happy. Even after five years you could tell Joel knew that.

The Miller’s said their goodbyes and you excused yourself upstairs. A sleepover with Sarah meant a whole night at Joel’s. You hadn’t realized the gravity of your actions until you were sitting alone in a bed that no longer belonged to you, in a place that somehow felt different, yet exactly the same. It dawned on you that you may never get over Joel, but he sure as hell had moved on from you. It was clear in the way he avoided you, acted as if you didn’t even exist.

Who knows how long you’d stay in Austin and you already knew it would only end in more pain than which it began. Tomorrow you’d start looking for a way out again, before too much damage could be done. You had built your walls even higher than they had been before you left and you were determined to make it out unscathed.

“About time that I face the hard times I’ve let go. If love was just an ocean I’d drown before I float”

To be continued.

#joel miller fanfiction #joel miller fic #joel miller x you #pre outbreak!joel #joel miller x f!reader #meg writes things

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mysteli · 12 days ago

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this is me trying (jake x f!mc - endless summer)

A/N: I've had a few people ask for more jake x mc fics and I haven't written one in years so I'm honestly really flattered people are still interested in my writing. Thank you, it means a lot. I wrote this one a while ago but figured I'd post it. I'm still working on my books. I just have a lot of stuff to balance at the moment. Hope you enjoy and if even 4 people want more, I'll write some more.

Summary: The whole group wound up in another Elysian Lodge centred on the other side of the island. Lo wakes up and notices Jake is nowhere next to her, which is odd because she remembers falling asleep on him. She gets up to find him.

She looks around the lodge that everyone was too exhausted to explore last night. Probably a mistake because anyone could have snuck up on them last night. Perhaps Lundgren’s soldiers know this was a place they could have chosen to hide in and are on their way right now.

Lo’s mind had begun to spin to negative thoughts and she tried to pull it back to the reason she got up in the first place. She walks up a big staircase and stumbles upon a hallway of suites. She passes some doors until she reaches one with an ajar door. Curiously, she enters.

Immediately, she spots Jake, sitting on a couch that’s connected to a window. He’s just staring out at the snow. Lo can’t see his eyes but she already knows he’s not looking out of peace. The door creaked slightly as she walked in and she expected Jake to turn around. But he doesn’t. His eyes remain on the outside.

Lo stays put by the door for a moment, waiting for something from Jake. Still nothing. So, she slowly walks up to him, placing a hand on his shoulder so he knows it’s her.

“Jake…” She begins. “You okay?”

Jake doesn’t say anything back or tear his gaze away from the window. All he does is move his hand to where Lo placed hers. His grasp is comfortable, as he rubs his thumb over her skin. They stay like that for a few moments, as Jake clearly isn’t in the mood to talk right now.

For the first time, he makes a noise. Even if it’s just a heavy sigh, Lo feels more hopeful for a conversation.

“Did you sleep okay?” Jake finally says, bringing some relief to Lo.

“I slept okay.” Lo answers. “Would’ve woken up better to your face though.”

Jake releases a low chuckle, a slight smile arriving on his face for a second. It disappears quickly and he sighs again. “Is that why you came looking for me?”

Lo moves to sit beside him, finally able to see his eyes. His stare still hasn’t moved from the window. “What’s so special about outside?” She asks, moving her eyes to the window as well. All she sees is a wasteland of snow, empty and hollow. One noticeable thing though is that it never seems to end.

“Nothing.” Jake mutters, hanging his head a little. “That’s why I keep looking.”

Lo tilts her head curiously at his extremely bleak comment. She leans against the wall at the other end of the seat, so she’s opposite Jake. He was right though. Something about the calm snowfall and wintery landscape screamed ordinary and perhaps that’s why Jake was so drawn to it. Nothing in their lives had been ordinary since they arrived on this island and the escape back to that normality was something they all longed for.

“It’s all my fault, Lo.” Jake suddenly mumbles, his tone completely defeated. “Lundgren found me. Somehow. I have no idea how but he did.” He hangs his head further down and his shoulders are tempted to fall with him.

Instinctively, Lo shifts closer to him, wanting to comfort him as best she could. “It’s not your fault. I think Rourke might’ve alerted him.” Of course Lo doesn’t know that but she’ll say anything to stop Jake from blaming himself.

“You say that but you don’t know.” It’s like he can read her thoughts. With that, he fixes his gaze on Lo, letting her finally see his eyes. “All of it is just insane. I finally tell you all about my past and it instantly comes back to bite me.” Jake’s words are laced with hurt and Lo can tell he’s trying his best to hide it. “Maybe they would’ve come earlier if I told you any sooner.”

At his words, Lo feels a tinge of guilt, since he’d already told her about his past much before all this. Would telling him that make him feel better or worse? She can’t decide.

“Jake…” That’s all she manages to say, while she fights with her own brain.

Jake notices her indecisive expression and simply raises an eyebrow at her. “What?”

Realising the hole she’d already dug for herself, Lo relents. “You did. You told me about it before.”

Confused, Jake scans his girlfriend’s face, trying to figure out what she means. “I did?”

“Remember the first night we got together?” Lo mutters, causing Jake to release a breathy laugh. For a moment, she swears she could see him smile.

“Of course,” is all he responds with, taking her hand in his.

Lo blushes slightly at the tender contact, feeling more confident in continuing. “You told me about your past. All of it. Then, all the shit happened with Vaaryn.” Her expression begins to fall. “That necklace took me back to where I wanted to be, but it was before that conversation so you don’t remember it.”

“Ah.” Jake lets out, dropping her hand in the process and moving his own behind his head.

Slightly saddened by the removal of his touch, Lo hesitantly continues. “I didn’t want to tell you that I knew out of respect for you. ‘Figured you would’ve told me again when you felt ready.” She sighs, realising that’s not what he did.

“I was going to.” Jake confirms, moving his hands from his head and placing them on his knees. “But there was never really a good time. With Diego getting kidnapped. The Vaanti and all that stupid bullshit. Didn’t want to add any more onto your plate.”

He hangs his head again, looking more defeated by the second. Lo shifted closer to him once again, tilting his chin with her finger so his eyes meet hers. She could tell he was growing tired of it all, even if his demeanour appeared strong and prepared in most of the danger they’d experienced. This was different. This was the first time she’d seen his eyes so full of dread.

“We both had our reasons then, I guess.” She tries to joke but it doesn’t really come out like one. Her tone starts to become just as shaky as his. However, Jake does let out a small chuckle.

“Yeah. We’re both trying.” Jake smiles again and this time it’s genuine. “I can promise you one thing though, Princess.”

“What’s that?” Lo asks, smiling back at him.

“Lundgren’s not gonna touch you. I swear on that.” Jake’s gaze becomes serious and full of intent. “No one’s dying on my watch.” He cups Lo’s face and grazes his thumb over her cheek.

“No one.” Lo repeats his words, implying for him to stay away from his own demise too. “We’re not losing anyone.” She states sternly, pointing a finger on his chest.

As a reaction, he lets out a low chuckle. “Okay. I get it. You’re not over me attempting to sacrifice myself.”

Lo moves her hands to his neck and begins to stroke the bottom of his hair. “I don’t know what you mean. Of course I want everyone to live.” She arches her eyebrows at him, making sure she’s coming off direct. “You hear me?”

Smile growing wider, Jake wraps his hands around her waist. “Yes. I hear you.” He states back, pulling her in for a meaningful kiss.

#playchoices #pixelberry #choices #choices stories you play #jake x mc #jake mckenzie #endless summer #es fics #endless summer fanfic

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gennyanydots · 2 years ago

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But this is love I just can’t live without Masterlist

Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x f!Kazansky!Reader

Biker!au

Summary: You swore you were never coming home again. Not after what happened. What he did to you when you were kids. But you know you’d regret missing your own mother’s funeral if you didn’t show up. You just hope he doesn’t come even though it’s almost guaranteed he will. Has to support his grieving president and all.

Connected to but not necessary to read:

Take me with you Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x f!reader

Top Gun MC members:

Iceman - President

Maverick - Vice President

Slider - Sergeant at Arms

Hollywood - Secretary

Wolfman - Treasurer

Original members - Merlin, Sundown, Chipper, Cougar, Hondo, Cyclone

Newer members - Rooster, Hangman, Bob, Coyote, Fanboy, Payback, Fritz, Yale, Harvard, Omaha

Chapter 1 “Oh how can it be” Baby Ice

Chapter 2 “Bit off more than you could chew” Bradley

Chapter 3 “Nowhere to go” Baby Ice

Chapter 4 “A man so filled with doubt” Bradley

Chapter 5 “Counting on beauty to kill off the beast” Baby Ice

Chapter 6 “A curse I can’t disown” Bradley

Chapter 7 “Howl at the moon” Baby Ice

Chapter 8 "The softer the skin" Bradley

Chapter 9 "The sharper the teeth" Baby Ice

Chapter 10 “It’s tearing me apart” Baby Ice

Chapter 11 "It's worse when I'm alone" Baby Ice

Chapter 12 "Despite the toll of the dead" Baby Ice

Chapter 13 " " Bradley

Title and chapter names from:

#bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley rooster bradshaw masterlist #bradley rooster bradshaw x female reader #rooster x f!reader #this is love i just can’t live without #Spotify

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choicesficwriterscreations · 8 months ago

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May Creator of the Month: Saibug1022

Each month, CFWC highlights one of our talented fanfic writers or artists, and this month’s creator of the month is @saibug1022! The writer is selected at random. More info can be found on the navigation page. Past COTM's can be found here.

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Salem, Sai, or saibug are all good! They/he pronouns

1- When did you start playing Choices? What was the first book you played?

I started playing Choices in 2017-ish, I don’t remember what my first book was for sure but I remember the first book I played that really drew me in and got me into the app was The Elementalists.

2- When and why did you join Choices fandom?

I don’t think I really joined the fandom until…a few weeks after that mass cancellation announcement where they announced they’d cancelled It Lives 3, Elementalists 2, Nightbound 2, Hero 2, and RoD 2.

3- How did you pick your blog name?

Originally it was a mashup of my dead name and a sweet nickname from my childhood, so when I came out I just changed it to incorporate my new name instead :)

4- Pull up the first post in your archive, and tell us about it!

It was a repost of this screenshot and honestly I was right and should say it. Also this question taught me the archive feature existed so thank you that’ll come in handy lmao

5- Do you write fanfiction, create fan art, or are you one of those really gifted people who do both?

I write fanfiction! I am trying to learn and practice art so who knows what could happen in the future. Oh and I also do lots of edits :)

6- How long have you been creating for Choices and for any other fandoms?

If we’re talking my true origins I actually started writing by writing Supernatural x reader fics in like 2017, but I didn’t start writing the fics I write now until Sanders Sides in 2019 and then I finally got around to Choices in about 2022 lmao. 7- What is your favorite Choices book, and what is your favorite Choices book to create for?

My favorite book is probably ILITW which is probably obvious, but as for my favorite book to CREATE for that’s tied between It Lives Within and BOLAS.

8- Share your first Choices fanfic or fan art that you posted with us. Do you still like it, or would you change it if you were creating it today?

My first fic was for Nightbound, called The Wrong Engagement. I still like it overall but I think I’d definitely change some things. When I first started writing for Choices I was so so focused on trying to keep MC as vague as possible while still giving them some character, so the stories often came across as bland or even boring.

9- What is your favorite piece of fiction or art that you created?

My absolute favorite fic is actually something I don’t think I ever posted, but my favorite I’ve posted has probably gotta be a classic which is Val’s Resurrection. There are definitely some things I’d probably change now but it’s the longest fic I’ve written, still really holds up, and I’m really proud of the characterizations in it.

10- Do you have a fic/art that you didn’t expect to be well received, but it was? What about one you expected to do well but found it could use a little more love?

Walls of Regret is probably my biggest fic ever and let me tell you when I posted and wrote it I did not expect it to do as well as it did but I’m so glad it did. I can definitely think of some fics I think people would really like that didn’t get much love, including pretty much everything from the Windverse, but I gotta say Let The Shadows Fall Behind You, which is a fic/scene from my personal ongoing project, a Hero and Endless Summer Crossover

11- If you could write only angst, fluff, or smut for the rest of your writing life, which would it be and why?

Angst, wholeheartedly, no hesitation. Angst is not only my talent but kind of what I’m known for. I actually kind of struggle to write fluff and ESPECIALLY smut. I’ve only done it a few times and it took days of me staring at the page for days and getting out maybe one sentence an hour.

12 - Do you ever recognize yourself in any of your MCs or in your writing?

Oh all of them. Every single MC has a little piece of me, whether it’s my experiences or my personality or my style or my interests or even the way I talk.

13 - What element of writing/art do you struggle with most?

With smut at least I get ideas. I struggle so much with even getting ideas for fluff. My favorite things is to dive into the emotions and pain and trauma PB dance around, and finding the beauty in the dark things. I defer to the other amazing writers on this app for the fluff and I consume their fluff fics like a drowning man

14 - Do you have any neglected work you really want to finish?

Two things off the top of my head. My concept for a Hero sequel which includes an Endless Summer crossover. I mentioned that earlier. The second is something fondly called Into the Rowan-verse which was where my two ILW MCs, Castor and Julian, get stuck hopping through the multiverse and meeting a bunch of other people’s MCs.

15 - If someone you know in real life (who isn’t involved in fandoms) asked to see your work, would you let them? If yes, what would you show them first?

It highly depends on the person and then from there I think I’d just show them my edits or character profiles because my fics you tend to need either full contextual knowledge or at least basic knowledge of the book.

16 - Are there any writers (published authors and/or fanfic writers) who influenced your writing or art? Are there any artists that influence you?

Published writers definitely Rick Riordan, he’s seriously influenced how I use character voices. But from the fandom my biggest inspirations right now are usually @aces-and-angels and @oh-so-you’re-a-nerd

17- Which one of your stories would you most like to see as a movie/series?

If I saw Into the Windverse does that count as cheating? But otherwise I’d die for my version of the It Lives Anthology (including ILW and Into the Rowanverse) to be made into a tv show with my headcanons, changes, and MCs.

18- Do you write original fiction or create non-fandom art?

I do! I have an entire book trilogy fully plotted out that I’m working on writing, plus just writing a bunch with my own OCs.

19 - What other hobbies do you have?

Pretty much just OC related things tbh. I watch tv a lot and YouTube, I play video games sometimes, and I listen to music ALL the time

#cfwc creator of the month #creator of the month #choices fic writers creations #saibug1022 #playchoices #choices stories you play

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yeokii · 2 years ago

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SMILEY - YJW SMAU! (Discontinued)

SYNOPSIS! At the start of the second semester, Decelis Showbiz announces two special mcs to conduct for the whole of their semester to make it memorable for their seniors. As voting begins, it was most likely that you, the stuco president and the most lovable senior would be an mc, but you begin to worry as you find out that the person you despise the most would be the other mc AKA Yang Jungwon.

GENRE! SMAU, (one-sided) enemies to lovers, fluff, crack

PAIRING! soccer captain!Jungwon x stuco pres!f!Reader

FEATURING! [IVE] Wonyoung, Rei - [LE SSERAFIM] Chaewon - [NWJNS] Hanni - [TXT] Beomgyu - [ENHYPEN] Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, Niki

WARNINGS! cursing, kys/kms jokes, rei and niki, etc (warnings will be added at the start of each chapter)

A/N! im like litterally ripping out my hair. IM SO EXCITEDDD

STATUS! ongoing

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Profiles! Jungwon and friends | Sunghoon hate club | private accounts

Chapters . . . !

Episode 1! Pissing myself👍

Episode 2! Why r you as a man existing?

Episode 3! Violent impulses

Episode 4! Smiley??? That's stupid

Episode 5! yn slander

Episode 6! its cupid by FIFTY FIFTY or NOTHING ‼️

Episode 7! good riddance

Episode 8! AKKONG???

Episode 9! ipad kid

more tba . . . !

(note that chapters that are yet to be posted might have their title changed.)

#k-labels #enhypen #jungwon #enhypen jungwon #enhypen x reader #enha social media au #enha smau #enhypen social media au #enhypen smau #jungwon smau #Jungwon x reader #jungwon imagines #jungwon social media au #kpop imagines #kpop smau #smau #ongoing #enhypen social au #social media au

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mara-tevith-solo · 2 years ago

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Sing a Little Song For Me

Part 2 of several drabbles that are in no particular order so enjoy.

Warnings: Mentions of death, Mentions of dead bodies, Canon levels of violence, canon levels of war, foul-mouthed MC, child kidnapping, Quaritch is still his own warning, enemies to lovers, English is my first language but I suck at it

Photo not mine

Pairing: eventual Colonel Miles Quaritch x Na’vi/Avatar named f!reader/oc appearance not really described

Rated 18+ kids

Words: 1.1k+

I didn't care if they could hear me as I crashed through the foliage after them, keeping up with them just enough to not lose them "Spider!" I called, not caring that there was desperation in my voice in front of the enemy.

"Mom!" He yelled back, his voice ragged as he grunted like he was struggling. "Mom!" He called again before a hail of bullets forced me to find cover, even at the cost of ground. "No! Leave her alone! Mom!" Spider called desperately, sounding like he was struggling harder.

"Enough!" Quaritch barked as a dropship lowered enough for them to leave on it.

I sprinted to close the distance in a last ditch attempt to get him back, not caring about the chances that I'd get shot "No! Spider!" I cried as Quaritch made it up onto the dropship with Spider, smiling ferally down at me for a moment, a moment that I took full advantage of as I knocked an arrow, pulling it back and loosing it with just enough aim to be confident there was no way in hell it was hitting Spider. Quaritch quickly dodged with wide fearful eyes, the arrow imbedding itself where his head had been not a blink prior as I snarled up at him, someone forming a voiceless curse before the dropship was cruising away at speed. I stewed the entire jog back to the shack, plotting the best way to get Spider back from the genocidal maniac turned avatar pilot. Out of all the facts I had at that moment, the fact that Colonel Miles Quaritch, xenophobic homicidal asshole turned bogeyman we used to scare children into behaving, was back from the dead, and in a Na'vi body to boot. Karma was a hilarious bitch sometimes.

I looted the bodies by the shack, they certainly didn't need the kit, and we needed every little bit we could get. I didn't bother to look at any of their faces or tags as I collected useful bits and bobs, guns and ammunition finding their way over my shoulders and slung across my hips, fanny packs of medicine and bandages and other little things also found their way around my torso. I finished out the hunt with the sniper rifle, taking every round the Avatar had on his person before finally leaving, back to the clearing so that Thor could actually land. "Where have you been?" Jake hissed like an over worried mother as soon as Thor was settled on the perch, his ears back as his eyes studied me with concern and frustration.

"Took a shot at Colonel Dick-For-Brains and then looted a bit. Got some good stuff, they gave the best shit to those losers." I smiled tightly at him as I began to unload my person, keeping the sniper rifle and equipment away from the general pile so that it wouldn't get carried off.

"I'm being serious, Ani!" He snapped at me, latching onto the anger I had given him.

"I am too, Jake!" I snarled right back, wheeling around to face him head on, stepping over the small pile of spoils to gain ground, making him back away in alarm. I'd never acted that way towards him, had never snapped so aggressively at him. He raised his hands in surrender and backed up further, letting me have the space I so desperately needed. My shoulders were heaving with deep angry breaths that quickly changed into barely contained sobs "He took Spider, Jake. He took him, and I couldn't save him." Sobs leaked out as I spoke, tears pouring down my face as I tried physically holding myself together "He's gonna torture him! Oh god! Oh Eywa!" Like the last fiber of an old rope, my resolve snapped, leaving me a sobbing mess. Jake was instantly collecting me in a hug, shushing me as best as he could.

"I know, I know." He murmured into my hair "Kiri told us. She's really broken up about it." I nodded mutely, no longer able to trust my voice. "He's a strong kid, got a double dose of stubborn from his parents, and he's resourceful. He'll be alright, I can almost promise it." He reassured me, saying all the right things to give me hope. Neither of us spoke for a few minutes, both enjoying the comfort the other brought while it lasted "We're leaving the Omaticaya, they want you and I, and they won't stop until either they have us, or we're dead. And they'll kill anyone and everyone to get to us." My stomach dropped with his words as I pulled away from him, knowing that he was right "We started this, all those years ago--"

"They started it," I cut him off firmly, leaving no room for argument "and we finished it. We can finish it again." I sniffed, wiping my tears away with newfound determination "I hope this bastard pre-wrote his own eulogy again." I growled at no one in particular, resolved to kill him again and again, as many times as needed until humanity got the hint and fucked right off.

Jake smiled tiredly, nodding as he clapped me on the shoulder "I'll arrange everything with the Clan, pass the mantle." I could see the pain it caused him to leave the people who had accepted us so firmly, who we'd fought and bled beside battle after battle. But it was our duty to keep them safe, no matter the cost to ourselves. I nodded, gripping his forearm until he was pulling away. Thor cooed on his roost and I bit my lip in displeasure, knowing that I was going to miss him terribly.

He seemed to know something was wrong as soon as I was back in his sight line, cocking his head to the side slightly and not taking his eyes off of me as I closed the distance, pace by pace. As soon as I was close enough, one of my braids was between his beak, just holding it aloft gently as he watched me expectantly, cooing softly at my forlorn expression "I have to leave with my family, to keep the People safe. The humans want Jake and I, and they won't stop until they have us." I sighed and closed my eyes, not bearing to keep meeting his gaze, instead brushing his muzzle tenderly "I'm not going to ask you to come with me. I'm not going to ask you to leave your home." I announced firmly, though I still couldn't look at him without wanting to cry. He dropped my braid and tapped me with a kuru, searching for mine, wanting to communicate more solidly. As soon as tsaheylu was made, he was adamant about not leaving my side, that if I was in danger, he'd be there for every little bit of it. I met his gaze with tears falling down my cheeks, making him coo as he gently brought me in against his chest for a sort of embrace. "Thank you." I sniffled, hiding my face near one of his chest vents. I didn't want anyone else to see me cry, not there, not then.

#miles quaritch #miles quaritch x reader #Miles Quaritch x oc #na'vi reader #jake sully #toruk makto #enemies to lovers #soulmates

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straykidsworldwild · 1 year ago

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DUSKWOOD

Jake x MC

Plot : MC goes to DUSKWOOD even though Jake told her not too. First time meeting.

- "I love you, MC." I read his text message.

- "I love you, too, Jake." I replied back to which he left a "read" underneath my message.

That's the last thing this idiot told me. Those three little words meant so much to me. Even more after living that crazy adventure in Dusk wood along side with him. I refused for him to go there but he is so damn stubborn that he didn't listen! He f**king went there! He didn't think for one moment that people who loved him could get scared for him! He didn't think that his disappearance would have been painful and certainly a trauma for me... I know don't know him personally. I know we just talked through a screen. But we developed a connection together. Even through a screen, I could tell his feelings for me and it made my heart go more and more crazy every single message I received from me. He had such a big impact in my life that... If I happen to lose him, I'll blame myself for the rest of my life... Because, I couldn't stop him from losing his life...

That's why I took the decision to disobey his words. He went to Duskwood when he promised me he wouldn't. He was probably there this whole time since he had to flee his persuiers and left me for a few days... And he also probably lied to me to keep me safe and to not worry for him. Now, I guess it's my turn. Maybe I won't find him. Maybe I'll never meet him. Maybe I actually go there for nothing. Maybe it's too late... But I need to go and I need to know if he is alive!

I couldn't sleep much that night, so, at 3a.m., I got up, I packed a luggage, I took all the stuff I knew I needed for this trip, I put my phone in charge while taking a shower, I got ready, I grabbed some food with me, and I left. I have a long drive ahead of me. Leaving early this morning was a good idea. Now, it will take a few hours before I get to Duskwood...

Around 3:30p.m., after driving through highways, national roads, even mountains and tunnels, I finally reached that legendary small town. Duskwood. I have never been here before, but with the pictures Jessy sent me, I manage to recognize a few spot while driving. The pictures were amazing, but now that I'm here, I can tell that it's even more beautiful than I thought. I barely drove through this small town and I already see the charm it offers. Moreover, the automnal colored leaves lying on the ground gives it some kind of magic. Duskwood is definitely a special town...

After driving through Duskwood, briefly visiting the town at the same time, I finally reach a giant woods. I know what you're going to say. How do you know this is the woods where Jake went to? Woods are just giant trees standing next to each other, they all look alike... True. But seeing the police cars, the F.B.I., and ambulances parked in front of it, it can only be here... I park my car a bit further from those and step down.

It feels weird... Being here... Alone. Usually, Jake is on the other side of my phone... He is there to comfort me if I feel the need to get comforted. And I do now... I need him. I'm scared. Standing in front of these woods, in Duskwood itself, scares me. Everything seems more real... What if it was a mistake coming here? What if it was wrong? Am I going crazy? Ugh...!

Watching the woods, I stand next to my car, motionless. I can't bring myself to move yet. Too many questions are burning my mind. They keep popping up, some of them are on repeat which scares and anxious me... Is he still live? Is he still breathing? Why still so many police cars?

My heart is pounding so hard right now, almost reminding me that I need to breathe. I take a deep breath in and finally manage to take a step forward. My legs feel heavy. Each steps I take makes me more and more nervous because I know I am getting closer and closer to that spot... Everything will change once I'll be there. Good or bad... It will change, and it scares the hell out of me.

Walking and climbing on dead leaves and branches, I slowly reach the entry of that site. The feeling is definitely different... Being here in person and watching it from behind a screen... It's different. The FBI are roaming around, most certainly searching for clues and evidence. Police officers from Duskwood are even here. I wonder if Alan Bloomgate is here. Okay... It's pretty serious. Usually, you see this on TV... I look around until my eyes stop at the entrance of that cave. He went in there... He must have been so scared... What if he is still down there? What if he couldn't come back up? What if they found him? Oh God...

I take a step back as stress and anxiousness take over me. My heart is palpitating so fast in my chest. I can even hear my heartbeat in my ears... My hands are becoming very sweaty and my breathing is getting heavy...

- Excuse me, miss! I rapidly look up and see a man approaching me. You can't come here, tells me, a police officer from Duskwood. I notice it just by the uniform he wears.

- Wait, no, my friends were in there! I exclaim with a point of fear mixed with despair in my voice.

- I'm sorry but you have to step back, he insists seriously, not caring of what I just told him.

- Please, just tell me how they're doing. Please! I plead him, impossible for me to give up. What if Jake...? No! I refuse to believe it. And besides, the FBI wouldn't still be here if they found him.

- Miss, step back now! I won't repeat myself! He tells me, slightly raising his voice. He spoke with such a stern tone. As if I was a child not listening to him.

- I'm just asking how they're doing! Please, I need to know! I repeat myself, disliking the way he talked to me. I'm not touching or pushing him. I haven't raised my voice on him. And I haven't insulted him. Why losing it on me?

- Miss!... He half screams at me. He grabs me by my shoulder and pushes me backwards.

- Hey! I suddenly hear a man exclaiming behind him, before I could say something. The police officer takes his hand off and turns around as I look up to see who it was. Another one... Great... Let her to me. Go see if agent Shepherds needs you. He's on site at the entrance of the mine, he tells his coworker with a dead serious tone.

- Yes, sir, replies the police officer before leaving. He didn't argue... Is he his superior? I stay quiet and watch the man leave.

- Hi, I'm Alan Bloomgate. How may I help you? He introduced himself to me before kindly offering his attention. Bloomgate?

- Alan... Bloomgate? Police Chief Department of Duskwood? I question with a surprised tone.

- In person. Why do you look so surprised? He asks back, looking confused himself.

- I just... I thought you were going to look much older. Sorry, I reply with honesty. The man nods. He doesn't seem to know how to react on my comment. Yet, a small smile appeared on his face. But it didn't last for long.

- You said your friends were in there. I believe you are MC, he suddenly tells me. Oh... How...? He didn't see my face when we were on a call...

- How do you...? We just talked on... Are they okay-Wait, I... I blabber so fast that I don't know which question I want to ask first. Suddenly, a wave of dizziness hits me. The ground feels like it's wobbly.

- Wow, are you okay? He asks as he catches me. The police Chief Department of Duskwood helps me sit on cut tree trunk that wasn't too far. Do you want me to call emergency? He kindly offers.

- No, I just need to sit a bit. I'm sorry, it's... The tiredness, all the sudden emotions,... The situation itself. A mixed of everything, I answer sincerely and seriously as I take a few breaths.

- I understand. But don't worry, thanks to you, everything is over, he answers, giving a small comforting smile. Over? I look at him with a shocked expression when the tears began to come up. Over... I don't know if I like the sound of that. Could over means no more Jake? I'm sorry about Richy Rogers. I believe he was also a friend of yours, he suddenly tells me as I see on his face that he doesn't know what to do.

- I thought so too... I whisper shakily due to my tears.

- Let me get you a coffee and then we can talk? He kindly suggests. I nod as I saw he was waiting for an answer from me. The Police Chief Department leaves, walking towards his colleagues. What am I doing here? Was I wrong to come here? Suddenly, I feel my phone buzzing. My heart skips a beat, hoping it is Jake... Oh Thank God!

- "MC. I thought I told you not to come here until I contacted you again. Are you okay?" I read the text message from none other than Jake himself. A part of me feels happy because if he contacted me, that means he is still alive. I have been waiting for days for his message! Yet, I don't like the sound of his message. I look up and look around me as discreetly as I can. I don't see anyone... Oh! This silhouette hiding behind the tree...

- Jake... I whisper with a sudden hope in my voice. I don't know where it came from. I want to run up to him... I want to run up to Jake and hug him. After everything that happened, after every message we shared, the happy and the sad moments... I want to see his face. To discover the real face of who I have been talking with the whole time.

- "Are you okay?" I look at the screen of my phone as it buzzed again. What kind of question is this? Who is okay right now? I get up, still looking in his direction.

- Miss, MC? startled, I turn around to face Mr. Bloomgate. Here's your coffee, he tells me as he hands me the coffee. I accept it despite disliking it and smile to thank him. As if nothing happened... I glance quickly back at where Jake was but I cannot see him anymore. Did he leave? Where is he? I didn't know if you wanted sugar so I brought some, tells me the Police Chief Department. I look at the sugar, staying quiet. Are you okay? He asks me with concern.

- Yes, I'm okay. Well... As okay as I can be after all of this, I state sincerely, not really knowing what else I could say.

- Do you mind me asking you a few questions? He gently asks. Whatever answer I will give him won't change the fact that I need to answer them. If not now, it'll be later...

- No, I... Please, ask them, I reply with a small voice. Where's Jake? Why is he still around? I watch Bloomgate get a pen and a piece of paper to take notes.

- How did you get in contact with everyone? He starts asking.

- They contacted me first. But I don't know how they found my phone number, I reply, trying not to lie too much about this situation. Well, I don't have much to hide except everything that concerns Jake.

- Who contacted you? He asks me as he finishes taking notes from the previous question.

- Thomas. He made a group chat with all of the others, I respond as I keep my eyes on the ground. It's like I am scared to look up and to see Jake around. If I see him, everyone can as well. I don't like that.

- There was a Hacker helping you, right? Or was he a nuisance at finding Hannah? He continues to ask me. A nuisance? Jake... I need to be extra careful of what I'm telling him now. I look at the police chief with a slight upset frown.

- A nuisance? The hacker was our best friend in this investigation. He helped us in so many ways, even the police couldn't do. No offense, I answer with a defensive tone. Maybe I shouldn't have react like this. It will make things obvious...

- None taken. Has the Hacker ever threatened you in any way? He asks me. How many questions does he have? Why would Jake threaten us?

- No, I simply reply.

- Did he forced you to say that? I look at Bloomgate for a second, surprised by the question. What is he doing? Trying to reach me emotionally so I would give answers he couldn't get?

- No. Of course not, I say seriously. Suddenly, Alan lowers his notes and cut his radio. What is he doing? I watch the Police Chief Department looking around, as if he doesn't want anyone to hear us. Why?

- He was in there, wasn't he? He questions with a small voice, making sure no one hears us.

- No, he wasn't, I answer, giving him a lie.

- You love him, don't you? He states. He already knows the answer, why ask?

- I thought you were going to ask questions about this investigation, I remind him with a calm tone. I can't let him get to me.

- He loves you too, doesn't he? He continues to state, as if he slowly got all the pieces. And maybe he actually has some of them...

- I don't know, I reply. It's true, maybe he was just playing a game with me after all...

- I don't believe you, miss, I quietly stare at the Police Chief Department. I watch him grab his radio and turn a button. It makes a sound and then nothing. Please, tell me the truth. It's just between us. My radio is off. I do not write your answers anymore. And we're alone, he calmly says to me, speaking with a gentle tone. He almost seems to be a friend. He spoke with a small voice, like someone wanting to know a secret. Well, it's kind of the case...

- He wasn't in the mine. How could he? I reply seriously and gently, still following Jake's demand.

- The FBI is here. They would have never came for Hannah or Richy. So I'm guessing this hacker of yours is wanted. And he was here. I'm also guessing that you wouldn't be here if he wasn't in there, he tells me, giving me more and more proof that he already knows half the truth. Well, some of those things are hard to hide and hard not to link.

- Maybe... But I honestly don't know if he was in there or not, I respond sincerely as I shrug. Mr. Bloomgate nods. I can't tell if he believes me or not. His expressions are pretty stoic.

- Do you know what he looks like? He asks me as I see him holding his pen and block note up. I wish I knew...

- No, he never showed his face and he never let us hear his real voice either. He always made sure that his identity was hidden, I answer with sincerity once again. Now that I think about it, I went to look for a guy I fell in love over a crazy adventure across my phone with people living at the other side of the country and I don't even know my lover's face. Damn... How crazy is that?

- I can sense strong emotions coming from you when you talk about him. How come? He says seriously. He knows he isn't going to get much answers from me, so he analyzes me. Smart... But I'm smart too.

- I'm a pretty emotive person. Too emotive maybe, I reply, avoiding what he's truly trying to do.

- Phil Hawkins was released. He called someone from prison. Was it you? He slightly changed the subject. Phil... Jessy's brother. I almost forgot about him.

- Yes, it was, I answer.

- Weird. He could have called his sister instead. He doesn't know you but he trusts you than them. Can you explain this to me? He says, frowning as he seems curious. Well... I can't tell either why he called me to be honest... So how can I explain this?

- You will have to ask him this in person. I do not know why he trusts me so much or why he called me, I respond to the Police Chief Department. He nods once more.

- What about your friends? Why not believing Phil Hawkins, someone they know? Why believing you, a stranger? He continues to ask me his questions. More and more... When is this interrogation ending?

- I don't know. I guess... They sort of put everything on my shoulders. Their trust must have come slowly as I was helping them step by step, I answer, giving him the truth. Well, I think it is. I don't see why else they would trust me so blindly. The man nods as he seems a bit defeated. There aren't many answers I can give him to be honest...

- Thank you. That's all I'll ask for today, he tells me as he puts his pen and block note in his pocket and turns back on his radio.

- I'm not a bad person Mr Bloomgate, the Police Chief Department looks at me attentively. None of us are. Except... Richy. I misjudged him. I let him fooled me. I really thought he was one of us. I know why you're asking those questions. And I'm answering them truthfully. There's no point for me to lie to you, I reply sincerely to him. I have no reason to lie. My only reason is to protect Jake but the rest, I don't have any reason to lie. I'm just telling him what he needs to know. No more.

- I believe you. But I think you need to rest before we finish this. You look very tired, he says with an actual caring tone.

- I am. I haven't slept in the last 23h, I admit to the man.

- Do you know where you're sleeping? He gently asks me. I shake my head negatively. I didn't really think about that. I guess I thought my car was going to be enough... There's a motel in town. I'll give a call for you and make a reservation. When you arrive there, your room will be ready for you. The person will greet you warmly, he says as I see him taking his phone out. Maybe a phone only for work? I doubt that's his personal one...

- Thank you very much, Mr. Bloomgate, I thank the Police Chief Department with a smile.

- Please, if you need anything, contact me, he says with seriousness.

- Thank you, I smile once more, appreciating his gesture.

- One last thing. Did the hacker do things for you that he would have not done for anyone else? He asks me. Is it part of the interrogation or is he just curious? Is he testing me to see if I lie or not?

- Yes. He has I confess. Mr. Bloomgate smiles.

- Have a nice day, miss MC, he says politely.

- You too, Mr. Bloomgate, I wish back before watching him walk away. Mr. Bloomgate is kind but not stupid. He knows I lied a bit to him. He'll certainly contact me again soon... In what kind of situation am I in? Suddenly, my phone buzzes.

- "MC..." I read the first text from Jake. "Don't say too much. Be careful with his tricky questions.", He added. "MC, tell me once he is done asking you questions.", I read the third text. Don't say too much... He knows I will never sell him away. Of course I wouldn't say too much...

- "It's over.", I simply sent him back, not in the mood to talk. I love Jake with everything in me despite never meeting. But I... I'm so tired right now, so stressed, so... Overwhelmed. Why can't things be easier?

- "Are you okay? What did he ask you?" I read his new message. Am I okay? I don't know. Probably not, just like he is. I sigh and pass my hand in my hair before lowering my phone. I don't take time to answer. My phone buzzes again. "You are angry.", He texted me. Oh. So he is still watching me. He isn't far... If he can see me, why ask if I'm okay? He must see that I'm not... I'm so tired. Emotionally, mentally, physically... I don't answer him once again. "MC, I can see that you read my text messages. Please, answer me.", He adds, seeming worried. I sigh one more time as I feel the tears coming up.

- "You want answers? Let's meet then. This has to stop, Jake. No more lies. I need to see you! I need to hear your voice! I need you to hold me! To tell me everything will be alright now! That everything I did for you was worth it! I need you because I feel absolutely terrified right now.. You've become my safe place, Jake..", I responded to the man before hearing policemen shouting behind me. I turn around and see them all still focused on the cave. Oh God, I thought they saw him. Where is he by the way? If he can see me, I should be able to see him too. And he isn't standing where I saw him before...

- "Tonight. I will send you a location." He replied. Tonight? More hours to wait... I let my first tear roll down my face. Why does everything feel like time has stopped? It's so long...

- "Will you?" I reply before wiping my tears. I'm even starting to doubt everything now... Everything. I turn back around and take a deep breath in when I notice a shadow next to a tree farther from where I am standing. It's half hiding behind the tree trunk. That hoodie... Jake.

- "I know you see me. I wanted to show you that I am here. With you, MC. But don't come up to me. They could find me. I'm already putting myself at risk by standing here.", He sent me. My heart keeps beating so fast down my chest. Even watching him from afar makes me feel like a wave of energy just hit me. Like I sort of live again. He is here. For me. He came and stayed. He waited despite the danger for him. And I'm there complaining... How selfish am I? Still, now that I saw him, I can't wait until tonight. We could leave right now while they are bothered with the cave.

- "I don't want to wait until tonight. I want to see you, Jake. Now.", I sent him before biting my lower lip out of nervousness.

- "MC, I want to see you too, more than anything. But I can't for the moment. It's too dangerous for both of us. I need to find a spot to stay safe and I need you to stay safe too.", He replied. Oh... Well... I lower my phone, not answering him and start to walk away. I think I should just regain my car then... Mr. Bloomgate will call me if he has more questions. Right now, it's the perfect timing to leave. "MC, where are you going?" I read his new text message without unlocking my phone. I sigh and unlock it to answer him.

- "I'm leaving. I don't think you actually want to see me.", I press on "sent" as I keep walking.

- "MC, of course I want to see you!" He quickly replied. He never replied that fast before. I shake my head negatively and just follow the way I took to go back to my car. "MC, don't leave. Please. Tonight, we see each other. I promise you.", He added.

- "I haven't slept since yesterday, and the nights before, I slept maybe 3 or 4 hours. I was damn worried for you! To the point I even had anxiety! All police officers and F.B.I agents are there! We could have seen each other somewhere far from here since they are bothered with the cave. We could have left together right now! But you prefer waiting tonight? Really??" I reply back as I feel a new tear rolling down my face. Tears of anger, fear, and tiredness...

Jake read my text message but didn't reply. Seriously? What does his silence mean? Upset, I wipe my tears only to have more falling down my cheeks.

Under my feet, I can hear the leaves cracking. I stepped over a root, almost falling as I barely saw it with my tears. Jake... Why is everything so complicated?

I rapidly step out of the woods and reach my car. I was so into my thoughts that I barely noticed the time I put to exit the woods... Standing next to my car, I take my keys out of my pocket to unlock it but, I accidentally drop them along with the coffee. Great! I pick them up and wipe my cheeks before hearing my car beeping. Unlocked. Oh... What the...?

On my car window, I see the reflection of a man standing right behind me. I stopped. I freeze. I completely stopped moving or even breathing for a second. The man sounds breathless, like he ran for his life. He is wearing a hoodie, I can't see his face, just like... Staring at him through the window, I take a deep breath before sniffling. He came...

I watch him slowly take off his hoodie, revealing his face to me. Jake looks down and slightly titles his head on the side. Oh God... I close my eyes and lean against my car as I cry silently.

- MC... He softly calls me. The sound of his voice is just so heavenly. No electronic background, not modified by a computer... It's real. I lift my hand up for him to stay quiet. Jake stays silent. I wipe my cheeks and slowly turn around to face the man I've been dying to meet for months. Damn... I sniffle as I bring my hand towards his arm. I can touch him... He's real. He's in front of me and real. That bastard. I push the man twice, tears rolling down before he catches my wrists and pulls me against him. I am wrapped by his arms, engulfed in his chest. I let a sob out as I feel like everything needs to get out. He is here now... I'm here, I hear him whispering softly.

- I hate you... I say, even though I don't mean it. Why do you have to scare me like that? I question him as I hold tightly onto the man.

- I'm sorry, he whispers. His hold is so comforting, so soft. I thought he would pull away from me, having enough. But instead, he rests his head in my neck. His perfume smells so nice. The two of us stay like this for a moment, enjoying this type of freedom. But everything has sadly an end. I pull away from Jake and look up at him. The both of us stay quiet, still enjoying the moment a little longer. Jake wipes my tears away, his touch being so soft.

- Ugh, you have blue eyes...! I exclaim in awe, making him smile. And a beautiful smile. Such a waste to hide that from the world, I add sincerely with a point of flirting.

- Maybe, but if I didn't hide from the world, it wouldn't just be for you, he replies with his adorable smile. I stare at him, enjoying the view and the moment. I hope this won't be the last one... I hope it won't be the only time I see him. Suddenly, Jake passes his hand behind my neck as I step backwards and him forward. My back bumps against my car. My arms are around his back, keeping him close. My heart is racing so bad despite feeling like time has suddenly stopped. The boy takes a bit of time but he eventually leans in, slowly. I do the same and close my eyes when I feel his lips connecting with mines. God, they're so soft! The kiss... Is so passionate, so deep. I answer his kiss, moving one of my hands to place it behind his neck to put some more pressure. I didn't think he would have made the first move.. I didn't see him as this kind of confident guy. But I like it. Eventually, after a moment, the both of us pulled away to catch our breath. I was about to pull him against me, but he did it first, hiding his face in my neck again. I love you, MC. Maybe you'll find this ridiculous but... You make me feel safe and loved, he whispers softly. I rub his back to comfort him. I don't want to let him go. He is so close to me. I dreamed of that moment for months.

- It's not ridiculous at all. You make me feel the same way, I whisper back as I feel him pull me even closer to him. He places a kiss on my neck before pulling away from me. It's crazy but, despite the actual situation and the FBI or the Police Department potentially coming out from the woods, I feel like a bubble of happiness just got created around us. It's like it is keeping us away from everything. Like we are in our own little world. how's that possible? What's that feeling... Love? Softly, he grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers. I'm selfish, aren't I? I add with a sorry tone, still whispering.

- No. I was dying to see you too, he rapidly answered, comforting me in the idea of being selfish and potentially putting him in danger. I crack a smile and nod positively.

- Where are you going to go now? I ask him as I lose my smile. I squeezed his hand, scared of his answer. He can go anywhere once again. He is "free" in a way. He can disappear... Jake puts some time to answer, seeming to think.

- Where are you going? He asks me with a soft smile. Oh..!

- I don't know. Anywhere. Everywhere, I reply, making him chuckle. Honestly, I really don't know where to go. to my house and live my boring life like before? After all of this? No... You have to go, don't you? I ask him with a disappointed tone, unable to bring myself to smile at him. Jake looks up, thinking as he leans on the car, still holding my hand.

- Before they come and find me, yeah... But I don't have to leave alone this time. Maybe we could leave together. To go anywhere, everywhere, he tells me as he softly rubs the back of my hand with his thumb. Anywhere and everywhere... That's what I said. I smile, still surprised by his answer. I didn't think he would propose such an idea. That's... Everything I wished actually. As long as I'm not visible to the FBI and my pursuers, we can go anywhere you'd like, MC, he tells me with a smile. Anywhere... That sounds like a wild adventure, but also like heaven to my ears.

I smile at Jake before stepping forward and crashing my lips onto his. The boy answers to my move, giving me back the same love I am giving.

An adventure is waiting for the both of us. It doesn't matter where we go, it's there. Now that we met, that we survived this crazy adventure with Thomas, Jessy, Phil,.., We need to go forward. We need to move one. And it's just starting. Jake and I have grown feelings over the months, after all of those messages. There's so much that we have live together, to experience, so much that we can share. Yes, it will have to be secretive and we'll have to be extra careful. But it is worth a try. He knows what he is doing. And I'm ready to follow him wherever he goes. It might sound crazy. But I just... I love him with everything in me, I can't just let him go.

Not wasting time, the two of us get inside my car and I start driving where he indicated me. We had to go get his stuff before leaving. I still don't know where we're going, but I'm pretty sure once we reach our destination, I'll have to leave my car there. I'll actually have to leave everything I had and knew behind me. My life is changing completely. It scares me. The unknown scares me. But I'm doing it with Jake. I should be fine. I trust him. Maybe it's actually what's best to do. Starting a new life, full of love and adventures, living incredible moments for the both of us to share. Love is a mysterious feeling and unexplainable, but when you know you are with the right person, nothing feels impossible. It's you two against the world, and that's what we're going to do. We'll fight together, hide together, live those adventures together, and most importantly, love each other. We'll see what the future holds for us..

#jake duskwood #jakexmc #duskwood jake #duskwood #duskwood hacker #duskwood game #duskwood everbyte #phil duskwood #everbyte studios #jessy duskwood #duskwood thomas #video games

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marmolady · 13 days ago

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Fever: Part Two (Estela x F!MC)

This was originally going to be a one-shot, then it became two chapters, now it's three!

Book/Series: Endless Summer

Main Pairings: Estela x MC/Taylor (f)

Summary: Post-ending (Endless Ending) Safe in its protective bubble from the fiery destruction beyond, La Huerta still has some cruel tricks up its sleeve for those who might make it a home. PART ONE

Word Count: 2804

Warnings: Coarse language.

Comments and reblogs are hugely appreciated! Honestly, I just love geeking out about these characters, so if anyone ever wants to just do that with me....

AO3

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“That you, Red?”

It had to be her, to be real. Quinn. Because those other faces were there to taunt him, and Quinn? She couldn’t haunt a man if she tried. Not without help from Vaanu, anyway.

“Jake!”

Her voice sounded… right. Natural. Even Mike, when he’d talked to him, there was something off. Aside from the fact that he was a dead man talking.

Quinn rushed over, sat beside him on the cool tiles. He’d sprawled on his back, getting some relief from the heat of his own skin. So much for making it to the bar. He couldn’t tell how long he’d been down there… he almost certainly hadn’t been awake for some of it.

“I’m so sorry-- we couldn’t find you! Last thing anyone knew you were in your room… then you must have gone out of sight of the cameras….”

“All this time on the run,” he slurred, “…shoulda known I could give ya the slip….”

He coughed. Thankfully, that was all, this time. If his friends wanted to find him, he was pretty sure there’d be a trail of vomit to follow. It was small wonder he was gagging for a drink now… even just water.

She put her hand to his forehead and frowned. “We have something you can take,” she said, calmer than her worried face had him expect. “You’ve probably been seeing things-- but it’ll be over soon, I promise.”

Too exhausted to worry too much about how Quinn knew that, Jake just closed his eyes. These ghosts were his own guilty conscience, his penance for failing his brother for a second time. No medicine was curing that.

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Finally, everyone was together-- save for the three presently under the supervision of the healing team. Raj had put on a big lunch, feeling that a pick-me-up would be necessary.

As they sat around the tables, Michelle gave an update.

“Okay, first things first, we know this isn’t contagious, and we know this is something the Vaanti healers are familiar with and confident they can treat easily.”

There was a slight shift in the energy around the room, as the most pressing fears were put to rest.

Taylor was quiet, still shaken from her earlier experience with Estela, frustrated that there didn’t seem to be a thing she could do to help. Somehow, she’d have to let that go. Quinn gave her knee a squeeze, understanding, and Taylor offered a half-smile of thanks.

We’re in this together. That’s always made the difference.

“It’s a plant they would have encountered yesterday,” Michelle continued. “Its defence mechanism is to poison anything that comes in contact with its leaves, and induce nightmare-like hallucinations so that the affected individual-- in theory-- runs away, associating the area with danger.”

Grace was taking notes. “That’s fascinating. I wonder if that method also assists with pollen or seed dispersal.”

Taylor, in her bad mood, almost snapped that the intricacies of plant reproduction was hardly a priority right now but had a quick realisation. “So, these stupid things could start popping up around here? We should check their clothes for seeds, right?”

“It would certainly be prudent,” Aleister agreed darkly. “If I wanted my mind turned into a hallucinated hellscape I would ask Raj.”

“Hey, I only deal in good vibes, bro, you know that!” Raj’s face, though, quickly sobered. “But seriously, coming down from a trip, they’re gonna want to keep their hydration up-- and have a really good meal to wake up to. A bad trip is a rough ride; my buddies are gonna want some serious TLC.”

“And they’ll have it,” Michelle said resolutely. “Estela and Jake seem to have been affected more severely, we think because Sean is physically larger and maybe had proportionally less contact with the leaves. The remedy given will keep them asleep while the worst symptoms subside, and the healers are staying with them just to be safe-- we don’t really know if humans respond to the plant or the treatment the same way Vaanti do.”

That was what scared Taylor. Though she tucked into her plate of food, Estela didn’t leave her mind for even a second. But what could she do? Hurrying through lunch, she was quickly back up on her feet and heading for the infirmary, Grace and Aleister a little way behind her.

“I would put my head around the door to check in on Estela,” Aleister mumbled, “but I wouldn’t want to risk…. I know I am on shaky ground with her at the best of times.”

“Probably wise,” Taylor sighed. “I mean, she’s asleep now. Still, with how she’s been… I’m honestly too scared of accidentally making things worse myself. This is really hard. Anyway, at least with the guys, I don’t feel like I might hurt them.”

Grace took Taylor’s hand and held it tight. “I was hoping to talk to one of the healers. If they can describe the plant to us, I’m hoping I can draw up something helpful for identification in the future-- or even see if Iris has images saved to her archives. The more we can learn, the better.”

The small medical bay had two beds, now occupied, and was being monitored by the less experienced of the two visiting Vaanti healers, a handsome, somewhat lanky young man who went by the name of Nesh. Nesh was instantly enthusiastic about assisting with the identification of the plant, which in Vaanti was called ‘nijti’.

“You will notice it does not grow near to Elyys’tel-- it has been a long, ongoing fight, but our gardeners have perfected a poison that prevents its growth. I had the screaming fever as a small child, before we had such success; I was young, but I remember it still for how I felt so ill. Back in those days, it was very common, now not so-- though children who have not yet learned to recognise the patterns on the leaves are vulnerable as they play in the forest.”

Looking on as Grace kept taking notes, Taylor probed the young healer further. “Are there other plants we need to be especially wary of? Obviously, we’re not going to try eating anything growing here without checking first, but anything like this that’s dangerous even to touch?”

Over the next half hour, Grace’s papers were filled with drawings and diagrams; the grasping sea weeds that Taylor recognised as having almost drowned Quinn-- which apparently also served as hunting grounds for a deadly snake--, a tree with sap that caused paralysis, and several shrubs, vines and bushes known for stinging and leaving victims with severe rashes.

“That really is helpful,” Taylor said. “Thank you!” At least we’re learning…. It was a shame it had to be the hard way… but we’re learning….

A little while later, Quinn joined them, Furball trotting at her heels. “How’s everyone going?” she asked, sitting down.

“They are resting well,” Nesh replied cheerfully. “We are waiting for Lupus to have further decrease in temperature, but he is progressing with no concern.”

Furball pricked up his ears, hopped down from Quinn’s lap, bounded across the room and leaped onto the far bed, nestling himself down over Jake’s forehead.

“Well, that’s just the cutest thing I’ve ever seen,” Taylor said, helpless but to grin. “Always doing your bit to help, aren’t you, little guy?”

“I think he’s been worried,” Quinn commented. “He can tell when something’s up.”

They sat for a little while, quietly watching their friends sleep. Furball’s efforts paid off, with Jake’s temperature soon entering the normal range.

“This all has me thinking,” Quinn said, “it really might be better for us all if we find a way of moving closer to Elyys’tel. I know I’d been hesitant-- this place has come to feel like the closest thing to home I have-- but if La Huerta is home now, we can’t just shut ourselves away from it.”

Grace nodded. “We’ll have to all talk about it some more once everyone’s back on their feet. But I do keep thinking, somewhere along the coastal trail; we would have the best of both worlds, and we’d be making something all our own.”

“Every time I think I’ve removed the last image of his blasted face…,” Aleister scoffed. “It is truly amazing how much a person can enjoy the sight of themselves. I would turn my back on this place in a heartbeat.”

Taylor knew it was an inevitability. It was just time… for everyone to be ready to truly embrace what a life on La Huerta could be, to be ready to accept the permanence of their situation. A hotel could never be home forever.

“The more we belong here, the safer we’ll be,” she agreed. “This place is like Rourke… it’s fighting La Huerta, trying to tame something too far beyond us. We can’t thrive hiding behind a tall metal fence, expecting the danger to never creep in. We need to learn from the Vaanti, and that’s not happening here.”

“If I may say,” said Nesh, who’d just been checking his patients for signs of dehydration, “you will be welcomed well. It is far to walk here from Elyys’tel, and it is a shame for those of us who have enjoyed Centaurus’ ‘Grandma’ dishes.” A twinkle came to his golden eyes. “I would be very happy to exchange medical advice for ‘Grandma’ recipes.”

Maybe something like this really wouldn’t have to happen again. Maybe, Taylor considered, they just needed the wake-up call. Just as Diego and Varyyn having to incessantly back-and-forth between their two bases wasn’t working, neither was shutting themselves away from a society that welcomed them, embraced them, and genuinely wanted to see them find their feet.

Why do we always have to learn things the hard way?

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Sitting back in the couch, it was easy to get swept away by the gentle classical music and soft light… when one had been through the kind of day Michelle had, to give in and nap was a temptation.

Adjusting the fluid drip she was putting Estela on, Ravyya looked upon Michelle with a small smile. She hadn’t much experience with humans, but she’d already grown fond of Pavo. The Catalyst had fire in her eyes and a thirst for knowledge. If the Catalysts were to survive on Vaanu long-term, Ravyya was certain that Michelle’s drive to find success as a healer was vital.

“You look tired, Pavo,” the old healer commented. “It is harder, of course, when it is family.”

Family. Yes, Michelle couldn’t deny that one. She remembered back to that dreadful phone call they’d all made, leaving messages to loved ones back home. Her bridges burned, she’d had nothing to say. But Taylor had held her, loving her like a sister, and all of them-- Quinn, Estela, Craig, Zahra, Jake, Diego, Raj, and despite everything, Sean-- they’d all been there for her. When they’d been separated during the escape from MASADA, she’d grieved far more than she ever let on, though she guessed Raj had felt her tears against his shoulder that first night. This was her family, and for all she grieved the life, future, the world that had been lost, the people she was with made it bearable. It wasn’t just for herself that she wanted to become the closest thing she could to an actual doctor; now it was for them. Enough had been lost-- that the twelve of them would make it was non-negotiable.

She glanced to the bed, to Estela with her pallid skin soaked with sweat. She thought of Jake, the tortured look in his eyes… he’d said not to bother trying to cure him. And Sean….

If she lost him now, there was no way she could bear it.

“Nothing feels like enough,” she said quietly. “I liked the idea of caring for people-- and it came with prestige. My mother raised me alone; she’d be able to shove it in the faces of anyone who’d ever doubted her.”

Somewhere along the line, she’d lost her mother. It was all her fault….

“Now,” she said with a bitter laugh, “it’s just us staying alive, and sometimes it feels like it’s all on me. Maybe… maybe I can go after a semblance of my dream, and maybe it’ll be enough, but right now, I’m just… drowning.”

Ravyya’s expression was sombre but sympathetic. It was difficult to fathom the scope of what the Catalysts were grieving, though it was far beyond offering comfort. There was little else, though, to give.

“From the stories I have heard, the twelve of you have survived great adversity… and you will survive now. It should be said, though…,” she paused, looking Michelle straight in the eye. “You are not alone.”

Michelle was quiet for a long while, as thoughts tumbled through her troubled mind. A best way forward had become clear to her, but it was only with the blessing of the healers of Elyys’tel that it had a chance.

“Ravyya,” she ventured at last, “I’ve been meaning to propose something to you.”

The old healer lifted her chin, listening.

“I want,” Michelle said, “to build a medical centre of sorts, one that combines human knowledge and technology with Vaanti medicine. I’m not prepared to give up my study, even if it’s not what I expected it to be. I have a wealth of medical textbooks available to me here, and Iris is willing to guide me. Rourke-- er, the Hydra-- left behind cutting-edge equipment that could be utilised for the good of the Vaanti people. And,” she faltered, knowing how much she was asking of Ravyya, “I would love for you to train me as you’re doing with Nesh.”

Ravyya frowned. The very mention of the Hydra’s name had made her lip curl, but she caught herself, aware that emotion could so easily cloud her best judgement. “I will need to carefully consider your request, Pavo,” she said slowly. “This clinic-- would you be stationing yourself in Elyys’tel? Healing care must follow the greatest need; that would not be here, where most Vaanti would not dream of venturing.”

“Yes, in Elyys’tel,” Michelle confirmed. “Assuming Varyyn approved, of course. Honestly, I don’t think… I don’t think we can stay where we are forever. We’re closed off here, and overwhelmed by the scale of what has to be maintained. I think something’s going to have to change.”

Considering the Catalyst quietly, Ravyya stroked her chin. “Let me sit with it.”

Michelle dared feel heartened, hopeful. The closest she’d felt to imagining her future self and feeling it to be her. She nodded her thanks.

There was a knock on the door, and Taylor came in, Furball perched upon her shoulder.

“Hi,” she said softly, weakly smiling her thanks to Michelle and Ravyya before her attention turned to Estela. “Do you think it’s safe for me to be here now?”

Ravyya stood up. “When she wakes, her mind will be clear. You may tend to her overnight if you wish; I will be in the next room should you need assistance.” Her expression softened a little. “I have no reason to believe you will; everything is progressing as we would expect. Goodnight, Catalysts.”

Michelle walked over to Taylor and hugged her. It had been a long, hard day. “Did you eat dinner?” she asked.

“I didn’t eat much, but it was something. Quinn said she was going to bring you something up?”

“Yeah, she did. I’ll probably go downstairs and sit with Sean and Jake for a little while before bed.”

This time, Taylor initiated the hug, squeezing Michelle tightly. “Just make sure you’re taking care of you as well. Thanks for everything, Meech.”

Then, Taylor was alone with Estela again.

It’s different now.

She wasn’t sure she’d believe it until she saw it for herself.

“It’s me, sweetheart,” she whispered. “Just me.”

To be safe, dreading Estela waking up to being trapped with a threat, Taylor resolved to sleep on the sofa-- it was comfortable enough, and she could keep an eye on her wife without risking making things worse. Ravyya had said it was fine, but…. She couldn’t know. Taylor’s need to be close to Estela had caused enough pain; she wouldn’t be selfish again.

She leaned in and softly kissed the top of Estela’s head. “Sleep well… I love you.”

Then, she settled herself down on the sofa with a spare blanket and closed her eyes. Sleep, she imagined, would not come easily.

“Mrrrp?” came the chittering of a tired fox.

“Come up here, Furball,” Taylor called gently. “I guess you figured I needed a cuddle, didn’t you?”

Furball snuggled in over her chest and under her arm, his little body pleasantly cool in the stuffy tropical night. Taylor tickled his soft belly, appreciating the company.

“G’dnight….”

#endless summer #playchoices #estela montoya #estela x mc #estela x taylor #michelle nguyen #jake mckenzie #quinn kelly

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openheartfanfics · 9 months ago

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A Chance Encounter - @cariantha 📚

[mini: wip] Ten years prior to meeting at Edenbrook, Ethan and Sawyer have a chance encounter during spring break. [Young Ethan]

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Adjusting - @potionsprefect 🦚

Victoria is back at work, and not everything is the same.

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pinkbrries · 2 years ago

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— A–Z with June —

[find hannah’s version here] | [find izabella’s version here] | june’s masterlist

➤ A is for… after experiencing “feelings” i’ve decided that this just isn’t for me, but thank you for the opportunity

➤ B is for… *talking to heeseung* bro your vibes are so cool and you’re amazing… hold my hand bro

➤ C is for… call it whatever you want: an ‘accident’ or a ‘near death experience’ but the truth is: that was a vibe check from god

➤ D is for… dude, at this point? i think the easiest way to feel ‘wanted’ is to simply rob a bank / [jake looking at her with concern] noona, don’t

➤ E is for… everyone here must know that it’s not blood that runs through these veins but glitter gel pen ink

➤ F is for… fortunately for me but unfortunately for my company, i will keep doing whatever i want

➤ G is for… *looking at the i-land cameras* good morning! … but at what cost

➤ H is for… *reading a weird comment on vlive* haha yeah–uhm, babygirl… there is something obviously wrong with your brain… haha

➤ I is for… i suck at flirting, i end up fighting with them instead:/

➤ J is for… just so everyone know, this is my emotional support song, so nope, i won’t change it

➤ K is for… kisses? the only person that deserve my kisses is kim sunoo<3

➤ L is for… *trying to imitate jake* LETS GAUUUUURRRR

➤ M is for… mmh yeah, i’m not going to wear my contacts anymore, i’ve seen enough

➤ N is for… next time i’m opening to someone is during my autopsy

➤ O is for… okay but whoever has my voodoo doll, please kiss its forehead, i need it

➤ P is for… *’02 liners nagging at june because she won a game* [june looking behind the camera] pd-nim! they simply hate to see a girl boss winning

➤ Q is for… *during her solo vlive* question here engenes: do you ever want to just yell in someone’s face to date you? because same

➤ R is for… *singing at jay* row row row your boat, far away from me~

➤ S is for… sometimes it’s you and your cute comfy oversized sweater against the world and that’s okay

➤ T is for… *winks at the sky* this is for the aliens

➤ U is for… *reading a comment* ‘unnie, can you recommend me some musicals?’ yeah, i really like musicals but like, the real good musicals, for example the barbie movies–

➤ V is for… velvet? oh, as red velvet sunbaenim! [starts dancing ‘red flavor’ out of the blue]

➤ W is for… what can i say? i’m charming and irresponsible– i mean– irresistible;)

➤ X is for… *reading a math question in weekly idol* x+2y+6– wait a minute, JUNE! [raises her hand] THAT’S A TXT SUNBAENIM’S SONG! / [mc’s start laughing] no june, this is an actual math problem / oh…

➤ Y is for… you say you have a crush on a boy, but is he kim hongjoong sunbaenim? min yoongi sunbaenim? jeon wonwoo sunbaenim? because if he’s not, then thank you, next

➤ Z is for… zebras are so cool though, they didn’t want to be normal horses so they decided on painting stripes on theirselves… good for them

#enhypen 8th member #enhypen oc #enhypen au #enhypen female oc #enhypen female member #enhypen female addition #enhypen addition #enhypen #kpop female addition #kpop addition #kpop added member

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yjano · 2 years ago

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All of me.

Part 12

Pairing: Jake x Mc.

Warnings: slow burn, swearing, angst, a little fluff, smut, violence and other pairings.

Words: 4.4k

Author's note: Although this story is not related to the Duskwood game, I will add some of our beloved characters. Please read it only if you're into angst prison stories, slow burns, etc. A little hint: You will get to see some similarities to Jake and his gang from "Never The Same" fic.

A week skipped by a whole week in which I had cared for Jake nonstop. Due to strict orders from Jessy, he hadn't been allowed to leave the hospital ward at all. Of course, Jake had tried to put up a fight with her, but Jessy wouldn't hear any of it. Jake even tried to escape twice, resulting in the fact that Jessy kept the doors locked constantly to keep him inside.

Two days after Jake had opened his eyes Jessy had made me his personal nurse and babysitter, being totally done with Jake arguing her. I only got three rules from Jessy.

One: Make sure Jake stays inside the hospital ward.

Two: Treat his injury.

Three: Make sure Jake keeps his mouth shut.

Jessy loved Jake more than anything, but he had given her nothing but headaches in the last two days, so making Jake my first patient seemed to be Jessy's best option at that moment. Besides that, it proved to be an amazing learning opportunity for me.

With Jessy eyeing me constantly, I took over Jake as our patient, and ten minutes later, she wished she had made that decision way earlier. Jake became putty under my hands, he never gave me a hard time, he listened whenever I told him something and didn't try to escape once.

A whole week passed by with me helping Jake wherever I could before Jessy finally released him from her ward, under the condition that I wouldn't leave Jake's side once.

A deep sigh left his mouth. He was seated in front of his computer while he read some files about a previous murder inside the gang. I, on the other hand, laid down on the couch while I read another book I found on Jake's bookshelves.

This time, one about a hacker who fell in love with an agent, I didn't know much about their past, but I liked the story. It killed some time while I stayed by Jake's side continuously. Jake still couldn't walk long distances, so both of us stayed mostly inside his apartment, and to me, that proved to be a whole lot more boring than I had first thought.

At first, I loved the idea of spending a lot of time with Jake. The whole idea of just the two of us while I would care for Jake sounded as a fairytale to me, but oh, how wrong I was.

Jake sat almost 24/7 in front of his computer, trying to make up for the work he had missed in the last week. The first few days, it hadn't bothered me that much, but by now, I became pretty bored by his behavior. Another sigh left Jake's mouth.

"Mc?" I looked up at him in an instant, happy that I finally received some attention from him.

"Can you get Lex for me?"

My eyes tried to make eye contact with him, only receiving it after a few seconds without answering his question. Jake locked his eyes with me, raising his eyebrow in a questioning way.

"I- yeah, sure." I sighed, clearly disappointed in again the lack of attention I received from Jake. A soft smile fell on his lips, giving me a small nod.

"Thank you, Lex's probably in her office. Tell her it's urgent."

I stood up from the couch and made my way over to the door, only stopping when Jake called my name out. I turned around, locking my eyes with him once again.

"Mc, I'm sorry for neglecting you. I'm just really caught up in this file. Don't take it personally, okay?"

A small smile fell on my lips, knowing that he hadn't forgotten about me but was just busy with work. I gave him a soft nod and left the room to find Lex.

With a small skip in my step, I walked through the building, greeting whoever I came across. My mood was a whole lot better than a few minutes ago. Jake had finally noticed me, and I finally had something to do. With a wide smile on my face, I turned the last corner towards Lex's office, walking up to the door with cables going through it.

Without knocking, I opened the door to Lex's room, expecting to find the girl in front of her computers. To say I was wrong would be a understatement, I was completely wrong.

With a huge gasp, I locked eyes with Lex, smashed the door back closed, and put my hands in front of my face while my cheeks turned a cherry red color.

"I did not just see that... I did not just... Oh my god, I did just see that!" I whisper yelled, completely embarrassed. I wished with every hair on my body I could remove the thing I had just witnessed from my brain.

I screamed into my hands, opening my fingers a little to look through them. I slowly turned back to the door, the image still not removed from my brain.

Never, and when I said never, I really meant never had I imagined to find two of Jake's gang members without shirts on top of a desk. Never had I imagined to find Lex placed on her work desk with Kaden hovering over her.

Kaden's tongue down Lex's throat with clearly visible bulge in his pants. Never had I imagined to find both Lex and Kaden without a shirt on while touching each other's bodies like there's no tomorrow. Never had I imagined to walk in on two members who were very close to doing much more than make out with each other.

Oh how I wished to remove the image, of a Lex only in bra laying under a shirtless Kaden, while their tongues were down each other's throats and their hands were roaming over the other's bodies, out of my head. I slowly removed my hands from my face, opening the door just enough that a little light could enter the room.

"Lex, Jake needs you right away!" I yelled, immediately running away from the door after the words left my mouth.

As fast as my legs could carry me, I sprinted back towards Jake's apartment, opening the door as soon as I reached it. I slipped through the door, smashed it close behind me, and slid down on the floor before the door. With my back pressed against the door and my head still as red as a tomato, I yelled out again. I shook my head, still trying to get rid of the image inside my head.

"Mc? Are you okay?" Jake's soft voice suddenly sounded through the room, making me halt all my movements.

"Why is your face red?"

I slowly shook my head, putting my hands back down.

"Remind me to knock the next time I'm about to enter a room."

Jake slowly lifted his eyebrow, not catching on what I was talking about.

"What?"

I stood up from the floor, walking over to the couch and falling face forward on it. Within a second, I got hold of a cushion, putting it before my face while screaming in it. Jake started to make his way over towards me, still not understanding why I acted like I did. He took place next to me, putting his hand on my back.

"Please remind me to knock, I never want to see that again." I mumbled, removing the pillow from my face.

"To see what?" Jake whispered, rubbing my back softly.

"Them... Almost fucking." I mumbled, putting my face back in the pillow again. A soft silence fell over the room before Jake bursted out in laughter, clearly way more comfortable with the whole situation than I was. It didn't take me long to start laughing too, seeing the humour in the whole situation too.

Ten minutes later, both of us looked up from a knock on the door. Jake made his way over towards his door, opening it and bursting out in laughter again.

"Damn, I didn't know Kaden was that fast..."

Lex's head immediately turned as red as a tomato, making both Jake and me laugh again.

"S-Stop laughing about it... Why did you need me?" Lex stuttered, a small smile now on her own face due to Jake's and mine contagious laughs. Jake immediately stopped laughing, turning all serious within a second.

"Yeah, about that. Did you make any progress with Mc's case?"

"Actually, I did. I'm onto something." Lex answered, a small smirk on her face while she walked up to Jake's computer with Jake following her.

My eyes followed them, images of Jake and me instead of Lex and Kaden crawling inside my brain.

Jake slowly started to feel better day by day. He still needed a lot of help from me and went for a checkup with Jessy every morning, but apart from that, he was doing quite alright.

This morning, Jake had gone to multiple meetings with Dan. With some persuasion from me, Jake took some rest after eating a small lunch with me. Of course Jake told me multiple times that he was alright and didn't need any rest, but I didn't want to hear any of it while I made sure that he went upstairs and got to bed.

Ten minutes later, Jake had finally admitted his defeat, and silence had taken over the living room. With a soft sigh, I looked up at the stairs, hoping Jake would fall asleep after his long morning with Dan.

Deciding that there wasn't much to do around the apartment now that Jake left upstairs to sleep, I walked out of the large living room into the long white hallway. Without much of a plan, I started to wander around the building. Somehow, I ended up in front of Lex's office, hoping that the small girl would be inside to provide me with some company.

I softly knocked on the door, waiting for a reply from Lex that would ensure me that it was okay to enter the room. After my last encounter with Lex and Kaden, I always knocked nowadays when I was about to enter a room, making sure I won't make the same mistake twice.

The door to Lex's office slowly opened, revealing not Lex but Kaden behind it. My and Kaden's eyes locked shortly while he took a small step forward.

"I'm assuming you're looking for my girlfriend." He started while he closed the door behind him. "Lex's not here, how's Jake?"

I looked down for a second before I locked eyes with him again.

"Jake's alright. He still needs some care, and he gets exhausted pretty fast, but he's on his way to making a full recovery."

Kaden gave me a short nod, signaling me to follow him while grabbing a pack of cigarettes out of his back pocket.

I followed him outside, Kaden clearly on his way to take a break and smoke a cigarette. I wasn't sure why he invited me to go along with him, but I was happy with the company anyway. Kaden leaned his back against a small wall just outside the huge building, I followed him and copied his actions.

"You and Jake seem to get along pretty well." Kaden smirked, lightning his cigarette and taking a whiff from it. A small smile fell on my face, my cheeks turning cherry red.

"Thank you, I guess we do."

Kaden's smirk turned even bigger, taking another whiff from his cigarette and blowing the smoke away from my face.

"He's very fond of you. That smile he gives you hasn't been on his face in a long time."

I furrowed my eyebrows, turning a little towards Kaden, not completely getting what he was hinting at. Kaden softly shook his head, a small laugh escaping his mouth at my cluelessness.

"He has never been mad at you, has he?"

I gave him another questioning look before answering his question, one particular moment coming to my mind.

"One time, although that wasn't immediately directed at me. Every sunday we had church in the prison. I've been there once, and Jake wasn't happy about the whole church thing at all. I've never understood why, though. He just hated the whole church thing from the very first moment I've met him."

Kaden's smirk disappeared from his face, and a soft sigh left his lips. I didn't know him that well, but even I understood that Kaden knew more about this topic than I had first thought. Ever since Jake had lashed out about the whole church thing, I had wondered why he did it.

Nothing in the prison gave him a reason to lash out at the sunday service. Of course, a lot of bad things happened in the prison, but none of them was an immediate reason for Jake to hate the sunday service that much. Kaden took another whiff of his cigarette, coughing softly while getting my attention again.

"Normally, I don't talk about my brother without him being present, but since you've helped me with Lex, I can tell you a little bit. Jake started hating the whole christian thing because of our mother, I guess he started hating everything that reminds him of her."

Kaden threw his cigarette on the floor, crushing it with the sole of his shoe to stop it from burning any further. I watched the whole action, trying to understand what it was that made Jake so mad about the church thing in combination with their mother.

I didn't know much about Jake's family life but I knew that it was fucked up from what I had heard about it. Jake's dad made everybody scared and apparently Jake's mother made him all angry about specific topics. I looked over at Kaden again, opening my mouth to ask him another question.

"Why? What did your mother do?"

A loud bang was heard behind both of us, making the both of us jump a little. My heart started to raise, and my eyes widened at the sudden noise. Slowly, I turned around, coming face to face with an angry looking Jake.

All colors drained from my face, my heart starting to beat even faster. Jake gave both of us an angry look, his whole body tense, and his teeth clashed together.

"Our mother was a coward who left me and Kaden alone in this fucking shithole. That woman took the easy way out by killing herself and leaving us with that asshole." Without another word Jake turned around, walking away from the two us while his whole body radiated anger. I gave Kaden a short look, trying to understand the whole situation.

"Our mother is a sensitive topic to him. Just let him cool down a little before you go after him." Kaden answered before he walked back inside, leaving me all by myself.

Tears started to make their way up in my eyes, knowing that I had upset the one who meant the most to me. Jake had become really important in my life, and to know that I had betrayed his trust made me more than upset.

Deciding that the only way of fixing my problem was to talk to Jake, I walked back inside in search of him. I opened the door, immediately seeing Jake turn a corner at the end of the hallway. Without thinking, I started to run after him while calling out his name.

Jake never slowed his steps, turning another corner and going down the stairs to the basement where Kaden had tried to teach me how to handle a gun. I sprinted after him, throwing open the door and running down the stairs. I opened another door and got immediately greeted by an enormous amount of gunshots getting fired.

Shot after shot sounded through the room, all coming from one particular gun. A gun that was in the hands of none other than Jake Dalton. He was angry, really angry. Jake kept shooting like crazy, his body violently shaking from the backlash of the gun in his hands.

Knowing that the shots couldn't be any good for Jake's still fresh wound, I slowly approached him. He kept shooting like there was no tomorrow, not caring about the fact that I was getting closer to him at all. My eyes fell on Jake's gun, seeing that every shot he fired hit the targets perfectly.

"J-Jake." I stuttered softly, hoping to get the attention of him. Tears now made their way down my face, hating what I had done to him. "Jake, please stop."

A loud scream sounded through the room, the sounds of gunshots stopping instantly. Jake placed the gun on the table beside him, grabbing his shoulder painfully while his back was still turned towards me.

"J-Jake?" I stuttered again, soft sobs left my mouth. "I-I'm sorry." I casted my eyes down, not daring to look at Jake right now. A deep sigh left Jake's mouth, my soft sobs still sounding through the room.

"I shouldn't have asked about your mother. I'm sorry."

I felt how two strong arms placed themselves around my shoulders, engulfing me in a soft hug.

"Shh, it's okay. It's not your fault, Mc. I can't control myself whenever my mother is involved. I'm sorry for lashing out."

A deep sob left my mouth, immediately getting more engulfed in Jake's embrace.

"Shh, calm down, Mc. Don't cry, I'm sorry for scaring you. It's okay."

Another sob left my mouth while my body embraced Jake's soft touch, calming me down slowly. Ten minutes later, I was still engulfed in his arms. I had finally calmed down, but none of us had made a move to let go of the other. I felt safe in his arms. Jake made me feel protected and cared for, a feeling I hadn't felt in a long time, a feeling that had been taken from me the moment I got arrested by the police for murdering my own sister.

Jake made me feel like I was worth something, that there was someone out there who still cares about me, someone who wouldn't leave me behind like everyone else had done in the last few months.

On the contrary, it also made me feel scared. There was still a chance that Jake would grow tired of me and abandon me like everybody else had done. If Jake ever decided that that was the case, I had nowhere to go. I was a criminal on the loose. Nobody was going to help me, and I would probably end up in prison again.

At this point, Jake literally was my whole life. Just the thought that one person could control where your life was going scared me. Jake had so much power over my life right now, and that feeling alone made me also scared about him.

Jake meant the world to me, but I never knew if I also meant the world to him. I never knew when Jake was gonna grow tired of me. I didn't know what the future held, and I could only hope that Jake would still be in it.

Both of us looked up from a soft knock at the door, neither of us letting go of the other. While the door slowly opened, I wiped the last tears from my face, feeling one of Jake's hands softly creep under my shirt to rub my lower back in a soothing way. Kaden's face slowly appeared from behind the door, a soft smile on his face.

"Are crying baby and angry bro ready for some fun after all this drama?"

Jake slowly lifted one his eyebrows in a questioning way.

"By fun, you mean... Drinks?"

Kaden opened the door a little further, walking over to the two of us where we were seated on the floor.

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean. Let's see how much crying baby can have before she passes out." Kaden reached his hand out towards Jake, hoisting him up easily before he did the exact same to me.

Without giving any of us time to protest, Kaden grabbed a wrist from both of us, dragging us out of the cellar and into the long hallways. I gave Jake a questioning look, still getting dragged by Kaden to who knows where, earning myself a soft smile from him.

Kaden turned a few corners before we ended up before the door that I now knew as Lex's and Kaden's apartment. Kaden let go of Jake's arm, opening the door and dragging me inside behind him.

"Found them, blue. Pour some drinks!" Kaden yelled while he walked further inside the living room, I was still getting dragged behind him.

Before I could fully register what was happening, Kaden had pushed me in a chair in the middle of the room, a glass filled with liquid in his other hand and a devilish smirk on his face. I didn't know where Kaden got the drink from within those ten seconds, but the smirk on his face somewhat scared me. My eyes darted over the room, seeing that everybody I got to know in the last few weeks was there.

Lex stood behind Kaden, a small smile on her face. Dan and Jessy were seated on the couch before me, curious looks on both of their faces. Sam stood a little to the side, a drink in his hand while he watched the whole scene before him.

"Take it easy, Kaden, don't harm her." Jake's voice sounded from somewhere behind me.

Kaden's smirk grew a little larger at the comment and before I knew what was happening Kaden had shoved a glass in my hand while everybody, except from Jake, cheered me on to chug it all in one go. Well, I had always been one who couldn't handle group pressure. I got easily swayed, and this time was no exception.

Before I knew it, I had chugged the whole drink in one go, the liquid leaving a bitter taste in my mouth and a burning feeling in my throat. Kaden's smile grew only wider at the action, and within a second, my empty glass had been switched to a full one.

"Bet you could take another one without any problem, right crying baby?"

My eyes met Kaden's, a slight shimmer of mischieve in his eyes. I took the second drink without any hesitation, a small smile forming on my own face. I didn't know why I took the second one with so much ease, but something about the shimmer in Kaden's eyes made me feel safe.

It didn't feel like Kaden was about to use me or harm me in any way. It felt like he knew I felt terrible, and he wanted me to forget my problems for a while. There wasn't any pressure behind the drinks, and I was pretty sure that if I had said no Kaden wouldn't have forced me. His eyes held something soft behind the mischief and cold exterior, something I trusted without any hesitation.

Kaden switched the glasses again, holding his hand on top of the full one I just got from him. He slowly reached over, placing his mouth right next to my ear.

"Take this one easy. Three should be enough." Kaden moved his head away from me, giving me a soft smile before he slowly walked away to place himself next to Dan on the couch, grabbing a glass filled with red wine with him on his way there.

Before I could fully register it, Lex had dragged me out of the chair and started to dance with me, hearing the volume on the radio turn up at the same time. The alcohol slowly started to cloud my mind and it wouldn't be much later that I had no idea anymore what was going on around me, besides the fact that I felt alright for now and didn't worry about anything.

Lex stayed with me that whole night, the two of us getting crazy on the dancefloor while laughing the whole time. The both of us have found a friend in the other without even looking for it. My eyes did cross with Jake's multiple times that night, every time forming smiles on both of our faces whenever we would notice each other and it gave me a funny feeling in my stomach.

I couldn't remember where it had gone wrong exactly, but at some point, I had found myself on the floor with Lex laying beside me. I looked over at her, both of us starting to laugh like crazy before I felt myself being lifted up by someone. My eyes were still focused on my newfound friend, who also was being lifted up by none other than Kaden before I felt myself being carried away from Lex.

"No, don't leave me blue!"

Lex looked back over at me, soft giggles coming from her mouth.

"I can't help it. He's kidnapping me."

I reached my hand out for Lex, seeing my friend getting carried around the corner away from my sight. A soft chuckle above me grabbed my attention a second after that, and I slowly turned my head to the sound above me.

Two beautiful blue eyes were staring back at me, two eyes who held the whole galaxy if you asked me about them in that moment. My eyes darted over the face above me, seeing nothing but that complete and utter beauty. A small drunken smile formed on my face, and I slowly closed my eyes.

"Why did heaven let you go? You're so beautiful." I softly sang, earning a chuckle from the person above me. I opened my eyes again, locking them with the person above me.

"What's your name, angel?"

Another chuckle left the person's mouth before he opened his mouth to answer me.

"It's Jake."

My eyes widened while I slowly reached my hand up, placing it on Jake's cheek.

"I know you? Damn I'm lucky."

I softly slid my thumb across his cheek, a soft smile falling on Jake's face.

"I don't know if you're the lucky one, Mc. I'm pretty lucky, too."

A huge smile fell on my face, I sling both of my arms around Jake's neck, hoisting myself up in his arms.

"You're really beautiful, Jake, and I am the lucky one. You can't win ever."

Without giving it a second thought, I kissed Jake's cheek before I let myself drop down in his arms while closing my eyes.

"You're the most handsome guy I've ever met Jake. You're my angel." I softly mumbled before I fell asleep completely in his arms.

"I'm nothing compared to you Mc, believe me, if one of us is an angel, it's definitely you."

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