#thread | yasmin

[xhauntedchaos]

with: @inaducursehqstarters location: leaving the herb shop (french quarters)

yasmin had just left the herb shop before the lights went out . the lights turned off like a dominion effect ;; one by one before the bayou witch was left in the darkness . however , yamin had lived in new orleans all her life so she knew parts of the city like the back of her hand . " vis sera portus de la bête à moi . " she breathed , a simple spell that allowed her evergreen hues to see even during the darkest of nights . crossing the street yasmin went down the alleyway so she could take the back way home .

[xhauntedchaos]

" and you're not ? " she questioned for the sake of being amused . " good to know you're taking this so well . . i guess i can scratch off getting you a night light . " she teased before taking a seat next to the male . yasmin was often known for being a smart ass but then again bayou witches were born of a different cloth . yet , in all honestly the brunet's witch senses had told her that something else was going on . unfortunately the drink in her hand gave her less reasons to care .

open starter ♔ @inaducursehqstarterslocation ♔ city square park bench

chaos  was  what  he  had  expected.  pure,  unbridled  chaos.  the  kind  his  father  and  mother  had  spun  tales  about  when  he  still  lived  at  home.  tobias  had  seriously  believed  that  anywhere  his  parents  enemies  touched  would  turn  into  a  veritable  hellmouth.  yet ┈┈  despite  the  mortal's  fear,  this  blackout  was  surprisingly  tame  and,  frankly,  underwhelming.  so,  naturally ┈┈  he  decided  to  add  a  little  spice  to  the  mix.  feeding  on  a  few  mortals  and  stashing  their  unconscious  bodies  in  alleyways,  leaving  them  to  wake  later  thinking  they  were  drunk  or  worse.

now,  he  sat  on  a  bench  in  the  darkened  city,  sipping  one  of  the  beers  he  had  casually  walked  out  with  from  a  looted  convenience  store.  "i  didn't  know  so  many  people  were  afraid  of  the  dark,"  he  mused,  a  sigh  escaping  his  lips  as  he  noticed  someone  slowly  approaching.  with  the  calm  demeanor  of  someone  utterly  at  ease  with  himself,  tobias  leaned  back  against  the  bench,  taking  a  long  swig  from  his  beer.  "it's  a  blackout,  not  the  end  of  the  world,"  he  drawled ┈┈  a  cheeky  smirk  playing  at  his  lips,  eyes  twinkling  with  mischievous  delight.

[yasminxmoreno]

starter for @caelxmontgomery

location: hiking trail

Their time together had become more frequent and Yasmin was growing closer to Cael by the day. She hadn't broken down many of his walls, but she was starting to get glimpses of the man that he really was. "I'm glad you got a phone," Yasmin admitted as they began their walk. "Beats having to hunt you down in your apartment and thinking it got broken into." She teased, reminiscing on the moment only a few weeks ago. "Are you getting used to it? Found any games you've become addicted to yet or have you not discovered the world of Candy Crush?"

[swtsours]

plot   : ‘walked   in   on   while   naked’   sex

“   oh   !   sorry   .   didn’t   know   you   were   changing   ⎯⎯   you   look   good   with   nothing   on   ,   though   .   ”

[lvciddreamt]

@ovriit

“hey, why are you acting so weird? did you not like the chocolate i got you for valentine’s day or something?”

[xhauntedchaos]

eyelids closed momentarily once he placed his hand on her check ;; feeling the brush of his gentle touch as the space between them lessened . she had longed for his touch from the moment they parted and having him there in front of her now only made her feel more alive . her forest green hues looked back at him . it was true she was asking for a lot and the fact that he was considering making that change for her made her felt chosen . " i don't need you to walk through hell , beau . i just want you . . i want all of you . . and i don't want to have to share you . " she confessed , but yasmin understood what he meant . his declaration of his love was clear and she needed to hear that . she needed to know that ;; but most importantly she needed to see it . the bayou witch needed to know that he was devoted to her , so that she'd know that she wasn't alone in this .

her head leaned forward against his forehead as they breathed each other in . resting against him made yasmin feel more at home . yet , he wanted her to make a promise that she wasn't sure she could keep . a small sigh escaped her lips . yasmin hated beau's relationship with hope mikaelson for many reasons ;; and felt that it would've been better if hope just disappeared . yet . being honest about her feelings about hope at that moment didn't seem possible . wide doe , forest green , hues glanced at his lips as beau spoke . tempted to place her lips against his but her eyes moved back to his cinnamon hues . yasmin mused at beau's fiddle comment . he always knew how to do that . be the calmness in her storm even when it was her who was causing the storm . he could always tame the darkness in her whether he knew it or not . " now , who's giving the ultimatum ? " yasmin teased lightly , before evergreen hues looked back into his hazelnut eyes . " i'll try ." the bayou witch breathed . she didn't want to lie to beau , so she didn't . trying was the best that she could do , but she wasn't making any promises . " now are you just going to stare at me all night or are you going to kiss me ? " she questioned . yasmin was best described as a wildfire ;; unapologetic for wanting what she wanted , as she showed him all her cards but one .

yasmin had a confession to make , but why mess up a good thing ? , she thought . they were finally becoming on good turns and she was finally close to getting what she asked for . she didn't want to have to explain to beau that all the weird things that were happening in the city were partially because of her . it was yasmin who had teamed up with a few other witches to outsource magic so she could have more power . it wasn't because she was power hungry . it was because yasmin wanted to assure her covenant safety after she had lost beau feeling that her covenant was as she had left . this meant she had to tap in the dark arts in a way she had never done before . however , in the end yasmin ended up tapping into something much more powerful than she had ever imagined , and knowing that scared her . yet , that was a secret she would have to keep .

Listening to her was hard. Not because he didn't hang on every word or because he thought she was wrong. It was because part of him knew she was right. As the ring got placed back into his hand in the box, he shook his head and sighed. "If I don't do what you want me to do, I lose you forever. It's an ultimatum. And if I break the bond... What'll you have me do next? Leave her behind?" He wondered. "I know you'd never ask me to do that. But knowing that I don't want to live without you and asking me to do that when you found out... When you knew I changed, I..." He shook his head because he couldn't fight the tears in his eyes. "I really thought you would make me choose. I don't want to choose, I need both of you, I want both of you. So if I do this...." He finally got out, moving to step close enough that he could breathe her in. "If I do this and I break this bond... you have to promise me something." He really studied her for a minute and placed his hand on her cheek, thumb running gently along the frame of her face. "If I do this you have to promise me you'll believe me when I say that you're the one for me. And that nothing would ever get in the way of that. That I love you. And if given the chance of living this life without you or massacring myself a million times over, I'd take the pain every time. I'd walk through hell for you." He leaned his forehead on hers and closed his eyes, the pain of still balancing the want to shift still there but muted now by the pain of having to not kiss her. "If I do this, no more worrying about any God damn fiddles. Ain't no one playin' em. You gotta promise me, Yas."

[hcrricanelaughter]

@svnfonia

he  isn’t  expecting  warmth  ,  he  isn't  expecting  anything  at  all  ,  really  .  not  after  weeks  of  silence  ,  after  watching  whatever  they  had  unravel  thread  by  thread  .  but  their  words  settle  somewhere  deep  ,  tucking  into  the  quiet  spaces  of  his  heart  where  things  like  hope  don’t  usually  live  .  he  wonders  if  he  looks  long  enough  in  their  honey-soaked  gaze  ,  maybe  he  can  understand  what  they  aren’t  saying  .  will  he  see  the  outline  of  something  still  lingering  between  them  ,  faint  but  not  gone  ?  azizi's  lips  twitch  ,  something  close  to  a  smirk  but  softer  ,  more  like  muscle  memory  than  intention  .  “  that’s  new  ,  ”  he  muses  ,  tipping  his  head  slightly  .  “  i  almost  thought  you  would  tell  me  to  fuck  off  .  ”  he  slips  his  hands  in  his  pockets  ,  an  absent  motion  ,  like  grounding  himself  in  something  tangible  .  yasmine  hasn’t  walked  away  yet  —  a  month  ago  ,  he  might’ve  let  that  mean  something  .  he  might’ve  let  himself  reach  for  more  ,  but  now  ,  he's  not  sure  if  he  has  the  right  to  .  “  i’ll  take  what  i  can  get  .  ”  the  words  slip  out  quiet  ,  as  if  he’s  talking  more  to  himself  than  them  .  then  ,  a  shift  ;  a  slight  tilt  of  his  chin  ,  something  lighter  curling  at  the  edge  of  his  voice  .  “  it's  good  to  see  you  ,  yasmine  .  i've  missed  you  .  ”

the words sent a tremor across their skin . their heartbeat racing and a bead of sweat forming at their hairline despite the cold air . his words snake from his lips and wrap around their throat , cutting off their air and their ability to see straight . yasmine stumbled , looking around for a rock or crack , not wanting to note what his words did to them . " well , if you miss me so much , you know where i work . " the words , meant to be teasing , came out colder , harsher than they were in their head . the hurt , the anger , the guilt , and as always , the loneliness taking hold of them and making them their puppet . the words they wanted to say clawed against their chest , wanting to let him know how much they missed him , how much they had come to rely on him in nine short months . but yasmine couldn't hurt him . couldn't punish him for the curse they had been born with . instead , they had to let him go , couldn't let him slip beneath their fences one again . their fight showed yasmine the holes in their armor , reveled their weak spots and taught them another lesson . but that didn't mean they couldn't speak as acquaintances . after all , that's why they were here . to be a regular townsperson . eyes hung loosely at their side as they walked stiffly like a solider . " sad , isn't it ? " eyes on the booths rather than their companion . " did you know these people well ? " awkward small talk fitting for an awkward pair .

[capitclkarma]

with taylan ( @ofvolatile ) at amrak grocery store

they hadn't meet him before. only heard his name thrown around by those they were aquatinted with. yet, they felt it deep in their bones it was him. they could recognize selin's features in him, but where her face was soft curves, his was all sharp edges. yasmine folded their arms across the handle of the cart, staring at him, a familiar feeling of anger flaring in their chest. before they could think twice, turn around and go home without causing a scene, they pushed their cart towards him. eyes scanning shelves, purposefully not looking at him. until cart collided with legs. yasmine looked up innocently with wide eyes. "i am so sorry. i didn't see you there. i'm a little lost. i can't seem to find the pasta, and i wasn't even looking where i was going. silly me." palm brought to their forehead as if they did feel guilty.

[dialdrvnk]

starter for › @wstfl

character › yasmin navarro. twenty two. college student.

plotline › a rager where they decided to go skinny dipping and things get heated.

"people are staring," yasmin murmured as she kept her eyes locked on the other, placing both hands on their shoulders and making no move to separate herself from them. it was true that some people around the pool area of the party were looking, some with jaws dropped, especially since both of them found themselves in the nude. meanwhile others were ripping off their clothes to join in on the skinny dipping session they'd inadvertently started. yasmin had had quite a few drinks, but even sober she would've jumped in, as that was just the type of person she was. larger than life and without a single care in the world, acting as if every moment was going to be her last. her breath ghosted along the other's lips as she wrapped her legs around them underwater and swallowed hard. their locked eyes made it feel as though she was in a trance and yasmin was in no way ready to cut their moment short. she pushed her blonde hair back, now darker after being underwater and a small giggle escaped her, eyes never leaving theirs.

[xhauntedchaos]

" it's honestly not rocket science . " she breathed after the girl mentioned people forgetting that their cell phones have a flashlight . " . . but i'm glad to know that there's at least one other person besides me who's not interested in the theatrics of it all . " she mused with the light haired brunet . " people can become real strange when they lose something that they're use to having . it's like they forget how to operate . " yasmin mused fondly.

She was surprised yet glad her reference didn't fall on deaf ears and it was also a relief someone else enjoyed old entertainment just as much as she did - it was rare for people around her age. "I wonder why people are forgetting that cell phone flashlights exist," she mused, "it's almost like they've been looking for a reason to panic"

[emine--yalaz]

@yasmingursels

Her fingers wrap around the ring on the necklace she wore, sitting inside her brother's gym. This was something she was slowly tending with, helping ma read over the legal work, which in reality had her going to Ayda for help. It was important that the gym kept in his name. She would have something that he left behind be a staple in their community.

Her head looks up when the door opens, a smile turning on the corners of her mouth at the sight of her friend. "Here I thought you got lost." Emine teases, closing the folder she was looking through.

"Did you happen to find that last dealer that we haven't accounted for?" It was the last one, to make sure they had all the product and then decide what to do with it.

[teaganweatherford]

𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 @yasminxmessina -- 𝘒𝘪𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘰𝘳 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩

“I have to say, I’m not even a a white or red wine girl but I’ve been looking forward to this all day!” She smiled, clapping her hands as she looked at the plate in front of her. She’d ordered the low country boil which was thankfully enough for more than one person, which worked out in her favor since Yasmin had joined her. “You have to promise not to make fun of me though when I put this plastic bib on. I have a tendency to make a mess with these things.” She laughed as she pulled her hair back.

[scftlightz]

(✉) ➶ ｡˚  °┊ cont. here / @gcddamnvampire * made with beta

since yasmin barely had any thought that came to mind, the disconnect between her and the character caused frustration. she expected it as it is her first leading role and pressure was more than she can handle, but she wasn't a quitter. " i mean who wouldn't? your movies are cult classics! " yasmin might have a head full of air but she knows good cinema when she sees it. " i'll keep that in mind. yes, sir. " using her pointer and middle finger to salute the director with a smile that threatened her lips. the smile was more so of a dream like one as she didn't think he would agree to dinner in the first place. throwing her arms in the air with a vibrant smile she can muster, " it was nice meeting you mr. hawkins. " standing up, she stopped when she stood at a distance in front of him. standing with her hands behind her back as she couldn't contain her happiness, " can i have 5 to myself and i'll be out? it will seem like you did replace me." she giggled at the reuse of the earlier threat.

[xhauntedchaos]

" it happens . . no need to shit yourself about it . " she mused as a play on words . yasmin was slow to let anyone into her circle . the bayou witch had learned the hard way that not all people can be trusted which made yasmin a little rough around the edges . " i'm guessing you're not from this district . " yasmin practically knew everyone in the bayou so she already knew the answer .

@xfatalexit muses: blossom &. yasmin location: bayou swamp

the air felt nice, hitting against her skin and it was somewhat peaceful wandering around the swamp. while others may avoid it, blossom loved it. it felt as if she could try and shut her mind off for a brief second. trying to shut the voices in her mind, she tripped and almost stumbled into the other. "shit..sorry, shit.." blossom murmured, eyes resting on the other.

[callum-jackson]

starter for: @yasminxansari

"Welcome, step into my office." Callum leaned back in his office chair in the cushy chief of surgery office he'd been given upon his promotion a few months back. He didn't often have people here who weren't employees of the hospital so it was a little different than normal when Yasmin showed up. "I appreciate you meeting me here, my life has been so chaotic since taking this job. He admitted, rifling through the papers on his desk for Addi's school registration. She was starting middle school this fall and he'd been falling behind in making sure she had everything ready to go for her first day. Being a single dad got harder, not easier as his daughter got older. "How are you doing anyway? It's been a while since we caught up."

[ofbluehues]

starter || @anoblewomxn

Make the bed. Brush hair, braid it. put a bra on Smooth out pajamas. Slippers on. Brush teeth. Double check laundry’s out in the hamper. Go downstairs. 

Yaz entered the kitchen of the Noble household, greeting Donna (her fiery-haired hostess) with a sleepy “Morning…” 

She moved towards the mug cabinet with the practiced ease of someone who had been residing in the same residence for a month, intent on making some tea and toast- hopefully with her favorite jam spread on top, provided Shaun had known to pick some up yesterday. Yaz hadn’t quite worked up the nerve to ask to add it to the shopping list. It wasn’t a necessity and she was a guest, after all - but oh. Oh. There was a fresh jar of strawberry jam. Innocently sitting in its usual spot in the cupboard; staring at her. Or maybe those were Donna’s eyes she felt, making the blood rush into her face. 

Was it bought for her? Was she allowed to use it? Surely, Shaun had bought it because someone else had asked him to pick it up- or maybe someone had just noticed the old jar was empty and nothing more. Was Donna staring? Watching her reaction? Expecting a thank you? Maybemaybemaybe-

It’s just jam, you twit. Calm down and use it. You’re twenty-three. 

So she grabbed the jar with feigned confidence, as though her thoughts hadn’t just sped up to ninety miles an hour, bumped the cupboard closed and asked, “Any plans for today?”