Written in the Stars Pt. 2
Hobie Brown x SirenFem!Reader
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"Over there!"
Hobie dodged out of sight, hiding behind a few empty crates as he waited for the police to run past him. The two badged men quickly walked around the corner, not even noticing the wicks poking out from behind the large boxes, a pair of eyes gazing at them from in between the cracks. Hobie waited for a few moments longer before appearing again, heading in the other direction.
He couldn't go back to his boat. Not yet.
It seemed like there were police at every corner, and he was unable to escape them and their batons. Osborne had been imposing a stricter curfew on the city, and officers were constantly patrolling the area where he usually kept his canal boat.
He knew if he got caught going back, the canal boat would be towed away, he'd be kicked out, and he would end up completely homeless. He refused to let that happen to him again.
That boat was his life. So he decided he'd wait as long as he needed to before it was safe to head back.
He made sure to stay in the darker alleys as he approached one of the many overpasses connecting one end of the city to the other, a bridge that hung tens of feet above the flowing water of the canal. He'd have to crash underneath it for the night. The police didn't care about the people sleeping under the bridge. They never did.
The darkness was eerily empty as he pulled himself down, shivering slightly in the cold as he pushed dirt around, cleaning up a small corner underneath the overpass. He gathered sticks to make a fire and tried his best to make the place as comfortable as he could.
As he hummed to himself, hoping to fall asleep quickly, he kept his eyes on the canal, water rushing down, waves crashing against the shore, just a few feet away from him.
He found the noise soothing, closing his eyes and tilting his head back as he listened to the chaotic, unpredictable rhythm. It was beautiful.
And then he heard it.
Four notes.
His eyes shot open and he swiveled his head around, searching for where the noise could have come from. He stood up, approaching the water and looking to the left, where the canal just began to connect to the ocean and a couple of large rocks stood in the distance, protruding out of the water.
Lying on one of them...was you.
The girl he saw just a few days back. Your head peeking out of the water at him, that pretty smile on your face. He wasn't sure who you were...he wasn't even sure if you were human.
But he just knew he had to grab your attention.
"Hey!" he shouted out, waving his arms at you like a madman, walking along the shore towards where you were. "Over here!"
Your head snapped towards where he was and you leaped off the rock, disappearing beneath the water.
His smile fell.
"Wait! Wait no come back!" he yelled, starting to jog over to the rocks, nearly slipping on the wet surface near the edge as he got on his knees and looked over. "Come back." he pleaded, searching beneath the waves.
For a moment...he thought he'd scared you away.
But then he saw your head poking out of the water again. His breath hitched in his throat as you slowly waded over to him, sleek arms pushing the water back as you swam.
"Hi." he said softly, afraid he might scare you. A moment of silence passed as you stared up at him and him at you. "Do you remember me?" he whispered.
You nodded. He grinned. "Really?" he leaned in a little closer, cocking his head to the side slightly. "I-uh, what are you?"
He watched as you copied him, cocking your head to the side as well. You giggled, eyes lighting up. "What am I?" You repeated, an endearing smile on your face.
He nodded. "You're...not human, are you?"
You shook your head no, eyes twinkling up at him.
"So...what are you?" he asked, eagerly leaning in a little more.
"I do not know what you humans call us...but we are known as Seireines."
He cocked his head to the side in response, thinking for a moment. "You mean a siren? You're a siren?"
You blinked. "If that is what you call us, I suppose that is what I am."
"Sirens aren't real" he said with a wide grin. "At least...I didn't believe they were. What're you doing in London?" he asked curiously.
"I...I'm not sure." You said softly, looking around as if you were noticing your surroundings for the first time. "I just remember swimming, as fast as I could, to get away." your voice sounded very far away as you spoke, recalling your last few memories.
"To get away from what?" he questioned curiously, sitting back and looking down at you.
Your eyes snapped back towards him. "To get away from you. Your people." You let out a shaky sigh, submerging your shoulders and bottom half of your neck under the water again, staring up at him sadly. Tears prickled the corners of your eyes. "The hunters. They were after us."
"Hey, hey, don't cry" he said, reaching his hand out and grabbing onto yours, pulling it out from under the water. "Why were they after you? What did they want?"
"We are different from them. They want to kill us, to study us. My people...my family...all taken. All gone."
His heart dropped as he watched you, tears streaming down your face. "Don't cry. Shh." he whispered, wiping your tears away and pulling you up a little out of the water. "Who are these hunters? What are they called? Do you know?"
You hesitated for a moment. "I remember them talking to their leader. They called him...
Kraven."
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9 for Malex
9…in public
They've only been back in Roswell for about four hours, and Alex is already wondering what would be the best way to convince his husband to go on a second extended honeymoon.
It's not that he didn't miss his house, and his friends. He's just not ready to share Michael's attention with anyone after nearly a year of it being focused entirely on him.
Alex is sitting in one of the back booths in the Pony, holding his half-empty, lukewarm bottle of beer to his cheek as he stares at Michael, leaning against the bar talking animatedly to Bonnie. Their friends are scattered all over the bar, and Alex could be talking to someone else, busy catching up himself, but instead he'd declined Kyle's offer to play pool and had just stayed sitting in the booth, surrounded by empty glasses, waiting for Michael to come back.
Which doesn't take much longer, even though Alex feels like it's been forever. Bonnie gets distracted with a customer, and Michael's eyes sweep across the room, looking for him, and finding him exactly where he left him.
Alex doesn't bother to hide the fact that he's been staring at him the entire time.
Michael smiles and then hits the bar twice, a code for see you later, before he pushes away from the bar and makes his way back to Alex.
Alex watches his approach with interest, eyes never straying away as he gets closer. He puts the bottle down on top of the table and turns to Michael who slides into the booth right next to him, mouth open like he's about to say something, but Alex is sliding into his space, touching his fingers to Michael's cheek, and pressing a kiss to Michael's bottom lip.
Michael makes an aborted sound at the back of his throat, but lifts his hands to frame Alex's jaw, kissing him back immediately.
Alex smiles which separates their mouths momentarily. Michael makes a protesting sound and slides his hands to the back of Alex's neck, kissing him again.
Alex melts into the kiss, wrapping one arm around Michael's shoulders to pull him in even closer and sliding his other hand through Michael's hair.
Michael kisses him, deep and wet, licking into his mouth in a way that is not suited for public consumption, not that Alex actually cares about what's suitable to do in public.
Michael pulls away slowly, a satisfied curl to his mouth, and Alex just tugs him back into another kiss, just as deep and all consuming as Michael's.
When he pulls away, Michael's eyes are glazed, and his lips are parted.
Alex smiles, moving his hand to rub his fingers down Michael's throat.
"What was that for?" Michael asks, voice low as he drops his forehead to Alex and slides his hands down to wrap his arms around Alex's back.
"I missed you," Alex says.
"That's disgusting," Isobel pronounces as she drops down to sit across from them.
Alex ignores her, "Wanna get out of here?"
Michael smiles widely, opening his mouth, but Isobel cuts in once again.
"Um, no," she answers for Michael. "You've had him all to yourself for a year Manes. It's time to share."
"Guerin," both Michael and Alex correct her, giving her the same exasperated look before turning back to each other.
"Two more hours," Michael responds. "I promised Valenti I'd kick his ass all over the pool table."
"No way," Isobel cuts in again. "We made plans for the whole night."
Michael is giving Alex a pleading expression, and Alex hums, displeased.
"What are the chances that I can convince you to take a second extended honeymoon?" Alex asks.
Michael's eyes scrunch up with glee as he smiles while Isobel starts to protest. "We've only been back for four hours."
Alex nods his head, "Yes, and I think that's enough family time."
Michael laughs and kisses him again before he slides out of Alex's hold, grabbing Isobel's hand and tugging her away towards the pool tables.
Alex sighs as he watches him go.
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🌼Hey! I am doing a drawing of “Crazy” Iricami in the last book! The plot is explained by ⚜️Leaf⚜️ because I don't know how to talk about it :')🌼
So... In Remyandre's final book, a guy named Myso Rovis captures three characters in particular who have never been named in the saga: a ghost/spirit named Valerie, from the kingdom of Cronik, a ghost from the city of Fuha named Evan, and finally, Iricami. Reason? It will be discovered at the end. One thing the three have in common is that their parents were all friends of Rovis.
All three are imprisoned. No way out. Rovis wastes no time hurting them (this asshole).
Many adventures happen, Valerie, Evan and Iricami end up becoming friends but...
«This is too much... I can't take it anymore... WHY CAN'T YOU (FUCKING) HEAR ME?!».
The spirit literally goes crazy. Too many traumas. Fears. Wounds. (Ye, we like ✨drama✨).
What Will happen...?
Songs we relate Iricami to (and Lilu too, they sing togheder. Always!).
(The First Is for the scene on the image).
(Yep, they are all of Melanie Martinez:'>).
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Lord Elwin (Father) said: "Fate rarely calls upon us at a moment of our choosing."
FATE never truly called me... Despite having that passing thought for a brief second, the young boy lifts a hopeful gaze back at his father. He was lucky to have him, that much his mother had made very clear. He thanked the flames every single day for having pillars like him and his brother to fight out the overwhelming toll it took to divide himself between shield and family.
Even now, his father whispered the words he seemed to need. For a while, he had kept waiting on fate to give him something... Always, he came off empty handed, having to manifest fate, or an imitation of it, himself.
"I'm starting to wonder if fate even exists..." Is his initial answer, a sigh coming down as he tries to avoid his father's gaze, glancing back at the ground. Maybe this way, he couldn't notice him wavering. "You still believe in it, my Lord?"
Ah, he flinches, inevitably eyeing him back for a second. "Father, I mean."
♞ @phoenix-flamed ♞
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