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he's so insane???
#fuck me cardan...pls#jurdan#the cruel prince#the wicked king#the queen of nothing#the folk of the air#holly black#cardan greenbriar#jude duarte#jude x cardan#how the king of elfhame learned to hate stories
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The folks who laughed at Jude, for saying she was the Queen, once she came back a few months later and was indeed their mf Queen:
#they all GULPED can’t tell me otherwise#didn’t cardans mom like fucking pass out#Cardan: played yaLLLL pls some of y’all rlly thought—#Cardan: how many of y’all thought you were safe raise ur hand#jude duarte#the wicked king#queen of nothing#why’d I do so many commas
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The "Death Island Leon" post is giving is giving "I am not insane" -Juliette Ferras or "Jude" -Cardan Greenbriar lmaoo
(pls get at least one of those references)
-🌑
LMAO I think I understand the Juliette Ferras reference. Isn’t it from Shatter Me where she literally writes I am not insane over and over again on the page and crosses it out? If that’s the case, it is me except I actually am insane and I’m crazy over this fucking white man I can’t DEAL! 😭 She real af for that.
He’s ruining me again LIKE FAWK.
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I deserve
Jude found Cardan alone and hurt in the middle of the winter. Maybe she should forgot her problems with him and help the cruel prince that is crying in her shoulder.
Hiiii. Apparently it's not just me who wants a hurt jurdan fanfic while they were enemies so here i am putting out an idea based on a thousand other things i've read. Just remembering that english is not my first language so maybe there are some mistakes, sorry in advance.
TW: blood, hurt, probably depression and suicide attempt. (If I miss something pls tell me)
Cardan’s pov-
I’m on the floor shivering. Balekin was so angry that I really thought I’d die, unfortunately this didn’t happen. I probably should go to my room and take care of my wounds, but my feelings are hurting more than the burning cuts in my back.
Even though the hatred for Balekin ran through my veins, the real anger I felt was for myself. I used to ignore the screams and curses, but now I don't listen just his voice. I hear the voice of my family, "friends" and mostly Jude. They say I'm a monster, the most cruel person and a useless. They're right.
I got up and walked to a side exit of the mansion. The snow wets my feet and the cold wind freezes my bare skin. Never mind, I need to end this. The way to the lake is difficult as my mind is not focused on the forest in front of me. The water full of chunks of ice is scary and for a moment I stop, but I keep walking straight until the freezing water covers my head.
Jude's pov-
Today was a terrible day. I had a fight with Nicasia and she messed up my notes, Madoc said I didn't do well in training and I couldn't be more irritated. I love my sisters, really, but when they start talking about shopping in the mortal world I instantly start hating them.
“Jude could you get some hot tea??” This is my moment to leave this terrible conversation. “Certainly”. I get out of the room and go directly to the hall to grab my coat. It’s a matter of time until they notice that there won’t be any tea.
I know I need some fresh air, but is it a good option in this cold? Yes it’s. No one is going out in this weather which means no one is going to get in my way. I run throught the florest until it’s hard to breathe and climb a tree to pick blackberries. I decided my last stop is going to be the lake where Nicasia threw my book, maybe it will still be there.
The dark water’s so fuking scary. I glance over for any paper scraps, but find something worse. I find a sunken body just beyond the shore of the lake. “Hey!” I scream but nothing happens. Shit, shit, shit I found a dead body. I could leave him here and come back home, but my badass syndrome is stronger. I step into the shallow end and the cold water seeps into my boot, finally reaching the corpse's arm even though it makes my shirt completely wet.
Fuck, it's Cardan.
I run my hand over his wet face trying to understand who killed the prince and threw him into the lake when I notice that the corpse is alive. Even if weak, the heartbeat is still there. Ignoring the freezing cold where I do the cardiac massage that Vivi taught me. After a minute the bluish lips open and spit out a large amount of water while gasping for air. “Cardan?” I'm terrified, I really didn't expect to see this asshole dying in front of me.
Cardan’s pov-
The cold is inside my bones and everything is dark. Something hot presses my chest several times until I wake up. I try to breathe but it felt like I was still inside the lake covered in water. After a while I managed to breathe again, even though I'd rather not have to.I tried to focus my vision on the person in front of me ignoring the fact that everything was spinning and a little blurry.
“Cardan...” The voice came out as a whisper. My eyes met hers as she spoke something I couldn't understand.
I recognized it in the exact second I saw her, my enemy and one of the reasons that makes me hate myself more every day. Jude Duarte.
“What are you doing here?” I expected a scream but my voice came out too weak to intimidate, even though I knew she wouldn't be scared.
I tried to get up on my arm, but apparently I was too weak for that. Balekin was right, I am weak. I remember that Jude was there when she put her hands on my chest and, strange though it may seem, gently pushed me.
“You are crazy?? You are practically dying of hypothermia and you want to get up!“ Her gaze was almost desperate.
"What happened?" I said finally accepting the tiredness of my body.
“I ask you! I just pulled you out of a freezing lake and practically resuscitated you. What were you doing here you idiot?“
“Just go away” She might have been able to speak again if a gust of wind hadn't stopped her speech. I involuntarily cringed. Warm fabric covered me and I swear for a moment I agreed to relax, but then her agile hands touched one of the open wounds making me scream in pain.
“What happened?” I didn't answer and as she wasn't going to let it go she touch again this time softer. I tried to tell her to stop but it was too late. She ran towards my back and looked at what her cloak once covered.
“Oh shit. W-what happened? How did this?” The tears came involuntarily, she couldn't see that I was weak. Not her. Please. “Cardan I...”
“Go away! It’s your fault, your!” I screamed turning around with all the anger I had inside me, which I immediately regretted. She looked startled and took a step back.
See her giving up her usual strong pose and becoming a scared and heartfelt girl, even though I knew she sure as hell didn't want that, was the last straw for me. She has always been the strongest person i know and for a long time i wanted to see her intimidated by me. But instead of feeling amazing I started crying until I couldn't stop anymore, because I knew that to make her look like this you sure have to be the worst monster ever.
“Look I don’t know what’s wrong with you, but you can’t scream and blame someone that just saved your life! Asshole” I just cried. She took her cloak and for one moment I thought that she was leaving, instead she took out of her pocket a handkerchief and a bunch of little bottles. “There must be something useful here.... That's it!“
Jude soaked the cloth in a green liquid. “This should help to heal, in the worst case nothing happens and you only suffer from the burning sensation.” When she touched the scarf to the first cut I screamed and tried to get away. “Stay still, the more you leave, the longer it will take and hurt.”
Time passed and even though every time Jude put that cloth on me I felt like I was going to catch fire, I managed to stop crying. In silence Jude left the cloth on the floor and sat in front of me.
For the first time since it all started I stopped to really look at the girl in front of me. Her skin was paler than usual, her lips discolored and trembling.
“You are shivering”.
“Fine. What happened ?”
“It doesn't matter” I tried to return hers cloak and she refused. “Go away”
“Again in case you still don't understand, I literally just saved your fucking life. I have the right to know.“
“I didn't ask for your help at any time and honestly I wish you hadn't found me here.“ Shit. I didn't want to cry in front of her again so I had to play dirty. “Go away before your mortal body rots in the cold“
“Oh” she didn't look as offended as i expected “You came here because you wanted to. You went into the water yourself“ Everything stopped for a moment and it was almost like I was about to collapse.
"I hope you die!!"
"Well this is not my problem!"
"Everything would be better than if you just die exactly like your stupid parents" For the first time in this conversation she looked really angry.
She got up and I feelt desparete. I went to far. I didn't want that and now she was going away. I don't want to stay alone, not now. I need to apologize.
Apparently my face gave it all away because her features softened and I was taken by a hug before I could say a word. I was stuck for a few seconds as I wasn't expecting it, but I couldn't take it long. I hugged her like she was the only thing I care about, and after thinking about it I realized that it's not completely a lie.
“I'm a monster, there's no reason to go on“
“No, no. This is not true”
Her affection was so gentle that I got carried away. I don't know how long I was crying on her shoulder, but when I managed to stop I realized she was officially shivering with cold.
“Thanks” I said a little embarrassed “But that never happened, it will be just between us“
“Fine” she got up and spoke more to her than to me " I still wanting to know what happened"
I got up and saw her leaving without even looking back, of course I didn't expect her to come running after me after I was such an asshole but I still had a sinking heart.
Jude’s pov-
That was the weirdest thing that ever happened to me. I just hugged Cardan. I tought that I'd only do that if I was dying or if I wanted to stab him. Not because I felt bad. He looked diferent there sitting in the snow and shivering. He looked so weak and small that I felt really bad. Usually I'd have attacked him back with all my rage, but apparently his attack was supposed to be a shield that didn't work.
I walked towards Madoc's mansion with my head full of questions.
"Where were you?" Taryn showed up in my room
"Long story..."
Notes: I just found this in my drafts and I remembered that I had promised a fanfic, I believe it's this one lol. I can't say that I liked it very much, but it's been so long that I don't even remember what I thought about this story. They'll have to accept it even after waiting so long. Bye <3
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girlie pls help, im looking at new book series to start reading and im thinking of buying the cruel prince series but im not sure if it’s worth it.. please let me know cause i think you’ve read it..
i really like enemies to lovers but im scared that my money will go to waste if i don’t like the series
BESTIE BUY IT RIGHT NOW!!!
no words cannot explain how much I adore the Cruel Prince series and wish I could read it for the first time again🥲it’s very worth it!!! Cardan and Jude together are just 🤌🏽
But even Jude as a main character is just a fucking icon, I adore her!! In terms of war/conflict, it’s more political-ish based than other fantasy series but there’s still battles and it’s still very enjoyable!!!!!!
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if any of you read queen of nothing pls let me know if it has a happy ending so i can know if i can read it
#listen i dont do sad endings with my anxiety well#also like ive said before i dont currently like cruel prince that much but i really want to#and ive been waiting to restart cruel prince bc of queen of nothing#bc i want to know if it ends happily#bc i so want it to#im going to make myself like this trilogy i swear to fuck if i dont#im just hoping it was a bad time to read it#also im big gay for cardan so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯#pls help me if u have read it
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idk what to think anymore. it’s been three days and i haven’t been able to get into another book. what have you done to me holly black???
#tfota#that ending just has me so fucked up#someone pls give me book reccommendations#cardan x jude#jude x cardan#jude durate#twk#holly black#tcp
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Reading The Wicked King was basically like:
ok note: i dont remember the exact order anymore im forgetting a lot of this book
Oh?? she’s seneschal now. GIRL.BOSS
what
hmm okay
the twin sister is getting married to that asshole okay….
THE LOVEE OF MY LIFEEEEEEEEEE
CARDAN GREENBRIAR WHY DO YOU SPEAK LIKE THIS ITS SERIOUSLY HITTING DEEP IN MY SOUL
lmao remember when Cardan in tcp said “i dont take commanda from mortals” pffttt
I LOVE CARDAN GREENBRIAR WITH MY WHOLE SOUL
Jude in this whole book: CARDAN. NO.
Cardan: yes mam
huh locke-
Miss girl Cardan is literally complimenting you though it may seem sarcastic
BAHAHAHA JUDE
JUDE IS LITERALLY THE SISTER I NEVER HAD. I WANT HER. NO I WANT TO BE HER.
ew balekin
Lady Asha. i hate her already
why is nicasia here
WHO WOULD DARE HURT CARDAN GREENBRIAR
“They missed” CARDAN GREENBRIAR YOU ABSOLUTE WOXJWJDEFNRKF
“KISS ME AGAIN, KISS ME UNTIL I’M SICK OF IT” UGGWHSJWJDNEND
what betrayal-
..
i-
theyre “getting things out of their system” PISS OFF
LMAO CARDAN ISNT HAPPY 😭🤚
Jude, you dont hate him
AWW JUDE
i hate locke so much
its locke right
whatever i hate locke WITH A PASSION
ok
WHAT THE FUCKEJFW
SHES NOT IN THE UNDERSEA SHE IS DID NOT
she is
can someone
bye wtf is this
BALEKIN CAN YOU PLS JUST DIE
NICASIAICJWJFJE WHY TF
JUDE MY POOR CHILD
DAMMIT THIS IS SO TRAUMATIZING WTF IS THIS
SHE HAS TO PRETEND BYE
“KISS ME AS THOUGH I WAS CARDAN” BITCHHHHH
i mean on the plus side, at least its obvious that she loves cardan and both cardan and jude are so blind by it smh
NO NO NO NO NO
oh hey cardan
CARDAN
CARDANNNNNN SAVING HERR
CARSNAHDWJFR
fucking balekin
“Yes, my sweet villain, my darling god.” “sweet jude you are my dearest punishment” HOW DOES ONE BREATHEEEEE
oh fuck
HE’S BEEN POISONED FFS
oh my god she was was covering his mouth and cardan was fighting until he saw it was jude 😭😭
I HATE BALEKIN SM
Taryn duarte. you absolute piece of sh-
“I TRUST YOU JUDE” BYE
SHE KILLED BALEKIN THANK YOU VERY MUCH JUDE
THE WAY THAT TARYN WAS WEARING THE EARRINGS MAKING HER THE PRETTIEST GIRL IN THE ROOM AND CARDAN THOUGHT SHE WAS JUDE BYE IM SO SOFT RN
“Marry me, become the high queen of elfhame” YOOO WHAT I CAN HEAR MY HEART CARDAN GREENBRIAR😭😭😭😭
OH MY GOD HER RING
SHE IS QUEEN
WIXJWJCJJEJCJERGHEJSIQMWKEOSOXJNWBCJWJFIEIFIEIFIWIZIKWKWKSKZKW
AWWWWWWWW IN THE TANGLE OF LIMBS BYEEE
what
what the
what the fuck
cardan
what the fuck
what
no
WHAT THE FUCKEKSWLWJX
#tcp#the cruel prince#the wicked king#wicked king#cruel prince#queen of nothing#the queen of nothing#jude x cardan#high queen jude#jude greenbriar#jude duarte#prince cardan#cardanandjude#high king cardan#cardan greenbriar
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I AM OFFICIALLY BACK ON TUMBLR AFTER A SHORT BREAK AND I'VE READ:
1. The Folk of Air trilogy by Holly Black
(YA Fantasy, slow burn romance, enemies to lovers, royalty etc)
2. Red, White and Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston
(LGBT romance, enemies to lovers, squad, family, royalty, etc)
3. The Shades of Magic trilogy by V.E. Schwab
(Adult Fantasy, royalty, friends to lovers, etc)
4. The Spanish Love Deception by Elena Armas
(Romance🌶, enemies to lovers *a recurring trope in my reading list at this point*, fake dating, slow burn, etc)
As much as I would like to give my opinions on these, I kinda read through them pretty quickly so I'm afraid I couldn't give a proper review and rating for every book. All I'm going to say is that I loved them all one way or another, more so for some, a little less for others. BUT I WILL GIVE YOU SOMETHING AS A LITTLE TREAT.
AND THESE ARE MY VIEWS ON SOME OF THE CHARACTERS FROM THESE BOOKS:
The Folk of Air:
CARDAN- I cant with Book 1 Cardan even after reading the spin-off. BUT THEN. ACT II BOOK 1 AND BEYOND HAPPENED and now I love his whole drunken ass, pitch black, worm-eaten heart.
JUDE-GURL, THE POWER. That's it. That's Jude.
TARYN- *eye rolls*
LOCKE- saw it coming from a mile away. Just read how he's described in book 1
NICASIA- ngl, I honestly wanted more from her
MADOCK- if the Hulk decided to foster his dead mortal wife's kids, sure.
COURT OF SHADOWS- I 💚 Yall
VIVI- I need her energy. Or lack thereof
MOVING ON
Red, White and Royal Blue:
ALEX- MY SPIRIT ANIMAL. LOVE HIM.
HENRY- one half of my dream nerd bffs. LOVE HIM TOO.
JUNE- If I were gay, I'd have you. If I wasnt, I probably still would.
NORA- *Lowkey ships with June* other half of my dream nerd bffs.
BEA- Probably my favorite in the gang aside from the main couple
PEZ- I need him in my life. ASAP
MOMS= Q U E E N S
ZAHRA- MOOD
SHAAN- 👀
NEXT
The Shades of Magic:
KELL- very magical grumpy cat. A bit whiny but the story makes up for it.
LILA- I LOVE YOUUUU
RHY- I love the concept of his character sm and he kinda gave me inspiration for a story I'd like to write sometime.
ALUCARD- let's make it spicy. Minus spice. If u know what I mean *wiggles eyebrows*
HOLLAND- YOU FCKIN PLAYERRRR. I THOUGH YOU WERE 27 OR SMTH TT-TT. Overgrown emo boy. Love him. Pls.
AND LASTLY
The Spanish Love Deception:
AARON- Wanted Man. Like. Severely wanted. SOS.
CATALINA- I GOTCHU GIRL. STAY STRONG. SENDING HUGS TO ALL THE LINAS OUT THERE.
ISABEL- very true to life sisterhood *nods solemnly*
ROSIE- I needed more of herrrr :((
DANIEL- fuck you
GERALD- fuck you a thousand times over (a sequel)
ABUELA- the whole fandom
THAT'S IT. I HOPE YOU GUYS READ THESE BOOKS AND LOVE THEM AS MUCH AS I DID. FEEL FREE TO SHARE YOUR THOUGHTS AND RECOMMENDATIONS. These are just my humble opinions btw :)) please dont take them too seriously. Also sharing that I will finally read Tokyo Revengers next after riding a KnY high.
HAVE A GOOD DAY EVERYONE!!! HAPPY READING❣!!
#cruel prince#wicked king#queen of nothing#the cruel prince#the wicked king#the queen of nothing#cardan greenbriar#cardan#jude duarte#jude#fantasy#red white and royal blue#henry x alex#alex x henry#alex claremont diaz#henry wales#lgbtq books#a darker shade of magic#kell maresh#kell#lila bard#lila#the spanish love deception#aaron blackford#catalina martin#lina martin#books#reading#book recommendations#the shades of magic
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Fire Like Sin
Written for @fateandluminary
Prompt Request: Jurdan- “Horns”- Bryce Fox
I basically listened to this song on repeat until I stopped typing.
WARNING NSFW CONTENT BELOW
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Cardan strode into the heady club, smoke swirling around him as he moved passed the hoard of desire-driven patrons. This was madness, utter madness. If they were going to make a break for it, it was the only way.
The first time he watched her wrapped that damned silken leg around the silvered pole as she spun round and round. Her hair cascading down to the stage and two makeshift horns styled atop her head, he had become entranced. Then her bronzed eyes locked on to his. From the moment they made contact on that fateful evening she had damned the very air he breathed. It was like the black mark on his soul had a match with the then stranger. The first month of her dancing he watched her in an obsessive annoyance as she had called it. He recognized the anger and fury roiling in her. The cold as ice blood and stone heart too. Cardan knew it so well because he was the same on the inside. Just a pit of blackness using his tongue, liquor, and sex to get through his fucked up life. Until her.
Several months ago, Jude Duarte cornered him in a private room saved for the higher paying customers. They argued, voices hoarse as screaming at each other. Over a patron who touched her in a way that made Cardan’s blood boil. He had no grounds to step in. He should have let her make the mistake, yet he couldn’t help it. The youngest Greenbriar chose to express it as Jude being property to not be touched. That she belonged to the Hollow, to his brother Balekin. Until she paid off her debt. And no one was to touch her less they pay for it. Locke was a dirty patron Cardan knew didn’t pay it. Jude raised her hand, striking him across the cheek. Every fiber of being filled with heat and lust. It was then Cardan realized he was insane. The smart thing would’ve been to get Balekin. He did no such thing. She was his tinder, and he, her flint.
Cardan gripped her arm, then the flint struck against tinder, igniting the sparks that led to burning flames. Crushing his mouth onto hers, bruising those lips he’s dreamed of since he first saw them. those smooth lush lips and the teeth behind them that grazed and pulled on his own. She never backed away. Only pushing into him further and further. He could taste the want and desperation on her as her tongue rolled around his. The need to feel alive. They were alone and he opened the way for Jude to get everything she needed. At that time it meant nothing. He meant nothing. Cardan didn’t care how or when she wanted him. All he knew was she was a tempting sin that he couldn’t resist. Horns like a devil, mouth as wicked as one too. He would sell his darkened soul to this she-devil if only to experience this high again and again.
He was undone. Forever.
Now he sits in the same leather seat that started this all. The very same that begun his fascination with her. When all he did was pleasure himself to wicked thoughts of her body and his. To bringing those dreams to life where they both used each other's bodies purely for distraction. The feelings, the deep-seated affection, and love came after. Until Balekin found out and Cardan was attacked brutally by him. Struck repeatedly till his bones screamed in agony for sleeping with his brother’s prized dancer. Balekin tripled her debt to a price even Cardan couldn’t pay off. Cardan was stuck in the hospital for a week as he and Jude discussed plans to leave Insmire behind and for good. Jude wanted to kill the bastard for what he did to Cardan. His face swollen and bloodied so badly she hardly recognized the devastatingly handsome features underneath. Cardan said no. He didn’t want his brother’s death on her hands nor did he want them to be running all their lives. Cardan had enough money for them to leave Elfhame and the city of Insmoor behind. To live on a new continent where the name Greenbriar was just another name.
On the outside, he looked calm and ready for this. To bolt like hell when her dance was done. On the inside he felt the burning rise of bile, his stomach churning and anxiousness rippling through his veins. After this, they would be freed from a hellish paradise to a heavenly one. Cardan was sure after the grueling and horrid things he and Jude have done in their lives that neither deserves such a thing. They didn’t care, They were sneaking their way out to freedom. Lights turned low as the deep red lights shined on the black curtain before him. The bass began to fill the room vibrating within his chest. Cardan had to stifle the grin when he heard the song play. Horns, the one he played for her in his apartment claiming it reminded him of her. Of how it described the way she burst into miserable life, She laughed crawling on top over his lap, taking him to the hilt.
Cardan shook away from the pleasurable memory. This wasn’t the time to reminisce he needed to keep alert and focused. Hell, he hadn’t even touched his wine, only ordering for show. The curtains pulled apart and there his wonderfully wicked lady stood. Her last and final dance, she was to make a show of it. As the bass thundered around them, Cardan only saw her, as he knew she did the same. Mother above the costume choice, Jude truly took the song and magnified it. Hair darkened by the light fell in long waves, except for those horns of hers styled upward with a slight edge. Desperately he longed to grip her hair of horns and fuck her ruthlessly. That would come later when they were safely away.
She sauntered down the shimmering black catwalk in eight-inch heels that melded from red to black and red again. His darkened gaze followed up from her accentuated legs to barely-there garment hugging on her hips, showing off the curves of her ass and hips for all the world to see. Her breasts generously spilling over from the center of the bra, if one could call it that. Both pieces black with a glittering crimson throughout. Good. She kept it as practical as she could without raising too much attention. Jude’s lips were of the deepest scarlet, and eyelids covered in the darkest of blacks. Her gaze met Cardan’s as is if to speak one single word.
Soon.
Yes, soon they would be away from abusive family and men who leered at Jude while she moved her body in tantalizing ways. Wishing to eat her alive. What these men didn’t know, was Jude would do the same and leave their corpses in her wake. In minutes they would be away from here and the grimy streets of Insmoor City. Jude reached up to the top of her pole and begun her dance.
Her legs spread wide, for her audience. The whistles came and so did the money being thrown to the stage as he wrapped her legs around the pole, arching her back upward. Her palms trailing up the expanse of her body grasping her breasts in the movement. Winking and blowing kisses at no one in particular. She was making it difficult for him to focus. With the way, she grasped at her soft mounds. The same way Cardan did when he plowed into her and Jude’s leg wrapped around him. His mouth hot on her neck. He shook his head once more watching with wanton intensity. Listening to people around him shouting at her to remove more. He fought the envy roiling inside him at the demanding, pleading requests. Cardan watched her glide round and round on the pole like it was a slide. She gripped the metal once more flinging her body around and curling herself inward before slipping to the stage. On all fours she crawled towards him, eyes sharp and glowing like a predator hunting her prey.
Cardan leaned back in the cushioned, worn leather as Jude climbed on to him in a sensual fluid motion. Her hands sliding up his thighs, reaching in between palming at his half-hard cock. His hands steadied on her hips, the tips of his fingers pressing into her ass, Jude rolled her hips tipping her head back simultaneously against him. Winding her fingers through his thick onyx locks angling his head where she could run her hot mouth and fire breaths over his neck and to his lobe.
“Do me and my two horns give you a little bit?” that lustful wickedness pouring out of her, her fingers dropped back down stroking his length over his slacks, “I guess so.”
“Fuck Jude,” he growled.
She kept grinding her hips over his, As she pl
toyed with his hair. Nails raking along his hairline as if he was another customer, "Did you do it?”
He resisted every urge in his body screaming at him to claim her mouth, bury himself in her witnessing Jude turn into a mess of keen moans and panting breaths. Give these people a real show. It wasn't beneath him to do so. His brother's cronies were in the shadows and leaving held priority.
"Out like a light," the scorching touch of his palms splayed on her bareback, sliding to the nape of her neck. Jude lifted a leg in front of him, twisting around her back against his solid frame. Cardan pulled Jude flush to him. Nose brushing along her shoulder replacing the path with his mouth then his teeth, nipping at her exposed his flesh, "The ghost said he gave enough for him to be out cold for 8-10 hours, " he murmured into her ear, "By then we will be gone."
Jude turned to face him. A smirk on her rouge colored lips resolve and excitement dancing in her eyes at the unknowing future, gone the face of a broken exotic dancer who lost everything and everyone. Cardan pretended to whisper sultry nothings in her ear. She giggled perfectly playing the part of a flirty dancer.
"Good. I'm done dancing," Jude slipped her hand in his, tugging up him from his seat, "Ready?"
"My dearest Jude, lead the way."
He followed her like he was another drunk patron, paying for extra services. They maneuvered through the crowd and no one paid the pair no mind. Slipping past a waitress with a tray of drinks in her hand, Jude pulled Cardan onto her in a small alcove. Her eyes searched his. A moment of sincerity crossed onto her features.
"Card, if he finds us. I won't hesitate to kill him," it wasn't a threat, but a promise.
"I know. Let's hope he doesn't," he knew she would. If not for the determination in her tone, but the fact she swore it daily, "Shall we?"
Bracing an arm on the door, the other curling around her waist. His mouth meeting hers in a hungry kiss, teeth, and tongues clashing, acting the way a drunk patron would if she was going to take him. Jude reached for the knob, twisting it, while Cardan kept her close, and together they slipped through the doorway into the cool night air.
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Available on ao3
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i think it's funny that the first time he saw jude in almost a YEAR cardan casually threw himself onto a couch and was like "long time no see bby. also you never wrote me back" AND he pats the couch for jude to sit with him and it's like?? does this man not remember the shit he pulled at the end of twk?? does he really think jude is at all pleased to see him?? is he too stupid to realize she's pissed beyond belief?? does he think she forgot?? what a goddamn moron.
but then you read the tqon bonus content and it's a fascinating look into cardan's mind and like,, the whole thing is "jude is so fucking angry. at me specifically. the angriest she's ever been. so fucking angry. oh god oh fuck she's never coming back she's that angry jude pls it wasn't deep oh god she hates me so fucking much this is the fifth goddamn letter she hasn't responded to i'm gonna get drunk, write a sixth, and cry myself to sleep"
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Domestic prompts "Person A is working late. They come home to person B sleeping on the couch with 3 empty cups of coffee close to them. Person B was waiting for person A to come home." So happy for your 1k my love 😘
HELLO MY LOVE, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS PROMPT I REALLY LOVED IT!!! 🥺❣️
@awkward-avocado-s Hi hun!! I’m tagging you here since I received the same prompt from you, thank youuuuuuu! 😊
Also, I’m a bit delayed jdjksd I’m sorry, I hope you like it!!
A massive thank you @slightlyrebelliouswriter23 for helping me with my monstrous sleepy mistakes and for all the hype, love ya so much!
"Person A is working late. They come home to person B sleeping on the couch with 3 empty cups of coffee close to them. Person B was waiting for person A to come home." Human AU
By the time Jude finally parked the car outside the apartment it was past midnight. Again.
She cursed under her breath.
For what felt the thousandth time in the month, her boss had commanded the entire team to stay overtime. He was determined to make their life a living hell. Madoc was lucky Jude respected him like a father, otherwise she wouldn’t pull up with all the extra time crap.
The stairs felt as if they were infinite. Or maybe her feet were getting heavier. Maybe both.
Upon reaching the door she took a second to rest her head against it, the wood cold on her forehead. She’d promised she would return earlier.
Not that Cardan got mad because of it, he was always supportive with her and her job. Sometimes even more than she deserved. He’d respected her space from the very first moment and never complained for all the late hours. His only comment about it was that we worried about her driving alone at night, nothing more.
Cardan could read her like the palm of his hand. He noticed when she’d had a rough day and needed space, or when anxiety creeped up and a couple of hugs and encouraging words would make it better. By looking at her eyes he could know if words were unnecessary at all. He would pull her close and kiss her worries away.
He did so much. And yet she couldn’t make it home early.
Turning the knob as soft as she could Jude slid inside, her mind running as it tried to find a way to compensate her husband. She should wake up before him the next morning and make him breakfast. Or allow him to read her a chapter of his favorite book. A massage could also- Her mental chatter disappeared abruptly as she lifted her gaze and spotted a figure laying on the couch.
At first sight it looked like a pile of blankets. Only as she approached she could distinguish Cardan’s sharp features underneath and resting on his chest their 3 year old, who through her half opened lips snored softly as she always did. Cardan claimed she’d inherited that from Jude, that liar.
They were partially illuminated by the tv, where Beauty and the Beast was paused. Jude pressed her hand to her mouth to bite back a laugh, Hallie loved that movie so much and apparently her husband wasn’t able to resist her puppy eyes.
Under the dim light she was perfectly capable of seeing their ruffled hair. That, she’d inherited from him. Black, unyielding locks sprawled everywhere.
A new wave of tenderness ran up her chest at the view. This was what made everything worth it. The late hours at work, the stressful days… it was all for them. Her family was the most precious thing ever, and she’d make sure their peace would never be disrupted.
Jude left her shoes next to her purse and coat to make the least amount of noise possible and walked closer. With careful movements she took little Hallie in her arms. She stirred a bit but with soothing whispers was back asleep in a couple of seconds. Cardan shifted but didn’t wake up. A small stain on his shirt marked the place where Hal had been drooling all over him.
While walking to the nursery Jude held her baby close. She never got tired of realizing how beautiful she was, and her smell was one of the most relaxing things she could think about. Hallie smelled like home.
Once Hal was in her crib tucked between her blankets and stuffed animals, Jude kissed her forehead and murmured “Good night my love”, before exiting the room.
The moment she returned to the living room, she had already gotten out from her office clothing and wore an old shirt she’d stolen from Cardan some years ago.
On top of the small table rested an empty feeding bottle and three cups with remains of what smelled like coffee. Jude sighed. He’d tried to wait for her again.
After turning off the tv, she slid under the blanket and curled next to him, moaning internally at the warmness. Cardan stirred and half-opened his eyes, mumbling something Jude couldn’t understand.
“Shh,” she soothed, cupping his cheek. “It’s me.”
Immediately his hand curled around her waist, pulling her closer. He smiled at her with a drowsy adorable expression before frowning in confusion. “Hallie…”
“In her crib, don’t worry.”
“I’m sorry,” he sighed. “I tried to stay up-”
“Hey, don’t.” Jude interrupted him as a pang of guilt pierced her chest. “There is nothing you need to apologize about. I should’ve been here earlier…”
Cardan shook his head and buried it in Jude’s neck, muffling his words. “Then you’re not allowed to do it either. You’re out there catching criminals, that shit’s important.”
“Nothing is more important than you.” She whispered, delivering soft kisses along his face, on his cheeks, his lips, on the small circles under his eyes.
He chuckled and froze a moment before pulling back to stare at the stain on his shirt. “You usually drool all over your important things?”
Jude let out an offended scoff and pinched his arm, pulling a dramatic gasp out of him.
“Shut up… don’t blame me for your daughter’s vandalism.” She mocked.
“She’s an angel.”
“She learned all her devilry from you, don’t think I haven’t noticed she uses that same pout you put every time you want something.” Gods in heaven knew she couldn’t resist that face. The first time she saw Hallie with it while trying to spend more time playing, Jude knew she was royally fucked.
Cardan hummed. “Can’t recall. Sorry.”
Rolling her eyes, Jude’s hands found the hem of his shirt and started to tug it. “You know, it’s bad for your health to sleep with damp clothes.”
“Oh really?” He teased.
“Mhm” Jude smiled. “Take it off.”
Soon the offending piece of clothing hit the floor, allowing her to press her hands against his chest, feeling his heartbeat. She leaned to drop a kiss there too, making him hold her tighter.
“Do you want to go back to bed?” He asked.
Jude groaned softly. “No… let’s stay here. It’s like a cocoon, a warm and comfy cocoon. I had no idea the couch was this comfortable.”
“Well of course it is.” He said, nibbling at her ear. “I bought it especially to be able to sleep here when your snoring fills the room.”
“I don’t- !” Jude started to argue back when his lips crashed against hers.
She melted into the kiss. Cardan rolled over so he was on top of her, hands roaming down her sides and legs making her moan. That encouraged him to kiss her deeper. The length of his body was hard against her, making her head spin.
“You’re insufferable.” She gasped between kisses.
“That’s why you love me, sweet Jude.” He answered. He trailed a finger down her back, sending shivers through her body. “Though I must say… I find it quite offensive you’re still able to wear that shirt when mine’s already gone.”
Biting her lip, Jude considered him for a moment. “We need to be really quiet.”
The way he smiled at her, had her stomach swirling in anticipation. Slowly, he peeled his shirt from her.
“Then you’ll have to try hard, my love.”
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K so cardan wants her to take off the vow or sth and judes like hmm this kinda sus ngl and cardans all yea but babe- and she's like k but idk and he's like baby trust me pls and she's like mmmm and he's like blurry eyes emoji and she's like mmmmmmmmm and he's like pouty face activated and she's like mOH SHIT MY DUDE JUST PROPOSED WHAT THE FUCK HELP ME WAIT I WAS TYPING THIS SCENE OUT WHILE READING BUT I DID NOT SEE THAT COMING
AKDJDGKS SERIOUSLY THOUGH THAT WAS SO UNEXPECTED I D I E D
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I fucking hate Cardan Greenbriar. How tf could he exile her tht stupid son of a bitch jerk asshole
I mean i love the strategy and stuff and scheming but tht doesnt make me less angry
Yas babe totally understand
even tho i started liking him in twk i hated him at that moment
but but but
read the exact wording of the curse again pls
and they got married yayyyyyyyyyy i guess?
*insert jack saying that he loves weddings drinks all around gif"
which is a very cardan thing to say
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toffee!
yeah same, i follow some fic accs that occaisionally post smut and its like mmmmm is the fluff writing enough to balance the posts that gives me finger burn trying to scroll past it? but yeah thats probably the way to go
ah i wasnt there for the teaser but i can imagine that was tantalising. lmaoo yes but to be fair i do have a writing acc called channiesbigheart so... balancing it out? but i absolutely am whipped beyond belief. it was a TRAVESTY how COULD they have. yeah the b sides gave him more lines but they werent the ones that were performed over and over at stages. yessss the line distribution in this album is impeccable, im pretty sure the thunderous stuff was some of their best distribution
hehe i can understand that, sometimes putting someone in a situation so horrible it would be considered a violation of human rights is theraputic, ya know? mmmm the differences are a bit nuts, it was 14 degrees today and in less than a week its going to be 32 or smth. BROOO that would be legendary, i bet theyd treat their artists rlly well and have great music as well ahhh but its a lot of work adn commitment. yES that is a mood if ever i heard one.
its the same in australia as well, sadly, you have people who hold up harry styles and lil nas x for breaking gender roles and wearing make up adn steryotypical womens clothing (and keep in mind i have infinite respect for both of them theyre honestly doing so much for the de-dehumanising of gay people and those who wear whatever they want), and calling the kpop boys gay and other things for doing the same thing, when theyve been doing it for years and gotten no recognition smh its so tragic. yes, anyway YES ONLY 6 MONTHS I AM FOR ALL INTENTS AND PURPOSES A BBY STAN altho i considered myself a fully fledged stay like 2 days after i got into them cos i just spent all day researching and fixating. YES someone said it. it feels like theyre losing a huge chunk of why a lot of people liked their music in teh first place, which was that whole dna, dope, fire mood. and even doing bright songs is fine, liek they should do what they want but i feel liek the western music industry is so fucking toxic that they feel pressured into making these decisions. dont get me wrong, theyre good decisions from a business perspective, theyre getting record breaking sales but still. mmm yeah honestly yg just needs to get its shit together or get out
oooh! not into nct but i see a lot of him, he seems rlly talented. ahh yes another channie ult lmaoo i feel that, my list is growing in leaps and bounds as well. mmm yeah i think i will, im just going to try to save enough money :) mingi appealed to me mostly for the voice (like felix smh what is it with me and deep voiced bois) but also his soft visuals and the whole cutesy thing he has going on i rlly liked. yes i did get into them while he was on hiatus, but im still mostly a casual stan, ill listen to the album when it comes out but i dont think ill obsessively look over everything to do with it, like skz. HAH WE'RE MORE SIMILAR THAN I THOUGHT. lmaooo the thot line describes them perfectly, why are they all so damn attractive. especially seonghwa, like that man looks like a character from a book, cardan greenbriar vibes anyone? mmhmm! his vocals are absolutely insane. ty! yeah im excited altho idk how theyre every going to beat border:carnival, that shit was impeccable. ahh no stress, enjoy teh groups you stan atm!
ahh thank you so much, ill keep that in mind. hehe thats good! hopefully its soon :( ah ty, it means a lot. ill think abt that and hopefully talk abt it a little more :)
ah, no it was inside our gymnasium but to get to the other side of the stage you had to exit the building, go around the back and then enter through the other stage door. ah tysm! im glad too. mmm same, they baffle me. ;n; noo so sad :( ahh, thats um not smth i put on here, but im in high school so make of that what you will :)
thank you! ive done a majority of them, i just have maths, an english presentation and an economic assignment due now so im pretty much home free. yeah i feel like hes the epitome of here for you while being inescapably far away. haha she sounds like one of my friends. lmaooo why is that me. hmmm i feel like youve answered a lot of them in that answer so maybe just ateez, enha, txt and bp? if you stan them? :)
ahhh no problem at all, proud of you for managing to overcome the procrastination! progress! mmm thats good! ahh pls do let me know if you ever decide that, i cant promise i wont cry but do what you gotta do :)
<3 w.a. 🐺
hi! sorry for the late reply, i didn't know how to construct sentences yesterday e.e
yeah sometimes it's the perfect balance! i personally don't like fics that focus mainly on the filth? the plot has to carry the whole fic somehow and the smut is just something to add to the mix. also, i'll follow you on your writing blog! i keep forgetting to do so, damn it.
"sometimes putting someone in a situation so horrible it would be considered a violation of human rights is theraputic, ya know?" putting it this way just silenced me but yes. angst just feels more realistic. it isn't always happy endings irl so i tend to do it a lot.
falling into skz is so easy! it felt like that for me too. stanning them felt like getting sucked into a blackhole. also yes i agree. kpop is nothing but an industry after all and it runs on money so i get why they do what they do as well.
i suggest we not talk about haechan because i will literally not shut up but yes my boy is an ace :( chan is also sooooo easy to love. and the chan's rooms just solidified his place as ult. having something to look forward to every week at a time when my mental health was just plummeting into the depths of tartarus just helped me be stable. oh yeah, mingi's deep voice is indeed sexc. and he has some wack ass duality as well! and i think seonghwa was one of the people i nearly considered as bias just because of his visuals because wow that's one beautiful face. and true, idk how enha's going to beat border:carnival. i don't like all the tracks simply bc of taste preferenceds but i like more than one so i consider that a lot already.
bro that gym should've had some sort of a covered walk :// also i miss being in high school sO DAMN MUCH. but i still feel like i am because time stopped when quarantine started and i was still in senior year at the time.
my ateez bias is wooyoung! it wasn't that much of a shocker to my kpop stan irls because i was a jimin stan for the longest time. enhypen is jake and they kept pointing out that he looked like seungmin sometimes so it's like chan's aussie-ness with a tinge of seungmin (the other guy in my skz bias line, in case i haven't mentioned it). txt is huening kai! i find it hard to believe that he's my age because he looks a lot younger? o.O and he always looks good damn :(( sigh for blackpink it's lisa! i tend to bias the maknaes of yg groups, it's a pattern i've noticed but don't intentionally do!
DON'T WASTE YOUR TEARS OMFG. you can always reach me elsewhere if i like disappear off this blog.
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High School Au {Part 3}
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 4
this one is like sorta long-ish? (for me lol, in actuality its like super short) and it’s trash so my b
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Here’s the thing. Working with Cardan was actually pretty good. I never thought I would ever think that and yet here I am. I’m pretty sure my delusions are growing but that's not really the point.
The point is that the kid knows his shit. I mean really knows his shit.
Noggle gave us Scipio Africanus’ Tactics which was an adventure in itself. Cardan had just looked at me with a toned-down version of his death stare and asked me if we wanted to break up the work.
It was that simple. We made a combined slideshow that took about 20 minutes in total with each of us splitting the research. I was looking over the slides and when I got to his I think my brain imploded.
They were extremely detailed, more so even than mine and he had been on his phone half of the time. I mean even the sentences sounded smart. He used the word consternation. I mean what does that even mean? Not that I was about to ask.
Noggle basically pushed us out early when he saw how good our slides were considering this was just a club and so he shoved us out with a big smile.
So in all working with Cardan wasn’t terrible. I barely even noticed how clear his skin looked from close up! So progress for me.
But now as we currently exit out the east side doors to the parking lot I can’t help but notice how he seems to glow in the sunlight. Or the fact that something about him just feels ethereal at this moment.
So I book it. Walking as fast as I possibly can to the back of the parking lot.
I’m so focused and hightailing it away from the beauty that is Cardan that I don’t realize anything is amiss until I’m standing in an empty parking spot.
I do a little 360 standing in the place where the car is supposed to be.
Fuck.
I should be surprised, or even concerned that my car is missing. But I’m not.
Three sisters and two cars is not a perfect equation. I check my phone to see if I missed anything in the group chat.
Viv: I’m taking Carol to work
Taryn: I thought we agreed on Joan?
Vivi Yeah but saying I’m taking Joan makes me feel like a 40 year old mom who drives a minivan
Taryn: And Carol doesn't give you the same vibes?
Viv: Nah, Crackhead Carol is wildddddd
Taryn: I hate you.
Taryn: I’m taking Olie to the mall, Jude can you catch the bus?
Viv: I can not believe that you give me shit for Carol and then named our beautiful baby after Oliver Wood.
Taryn: Excuse me? Oliver Wood is the god of the century
Viv: Bitch can't beat Luna
Taryn: You would
Taryn: Do we think Jude will even see this or am I gonna have to go back to pick her up
Viv: She’s probably to busy dreaming nasty thoughts about her ghosty boy and his little ghost
Taryn: Let's not start on this again pls
Viv: I’ll be home at 9 don’t die in the meantime xx
First of all, Shit.
Second, I’m going to strangle Vivi with my bare hands. Garrett and I are friends and it's actually starting to piss me off.
Third, how the fuck do they expect me to get Oak with no car? Fucking idiots.
Jude: Which one of you dumbos is gonna get Oak?
Viv: Workingggggggg
Taryn: I’m 45 minutes away... so like u
Jude: I am wishing death upon your souls :)
I look at my watch to see It’s already three. Shit.
What am I going to do? Walk? I can’t call Orianna or Dad. I am not in the mood to face Oriannas snarky comments or Dad’s lectures about responsibility.
So that leaves walking. Or more like running. I am so going to be late.
But as I’m dashing across the parking lot I almost get run over by a black Porsche Cayenne.
Which p.s. is one sexy ass car.
Usually, I might stop to give the driver an earful about how running over pedestrians is not the vibe. But I have 15 minutes to get to Oak’s school which is like 20 minutes on foot.
I start walking again when I hear the car's window roll down and a voice from the driver's seat.
It’s Cardan.
Of course.
I’m waiting for a comment about idiotically walking behind moving cars but it doesn’t come. Or for him to unleash the snide comments he has been holding back all afternoon. However, what does come out is even worse.
“Do you need a ride?”
....
I’m staring at him through his open window. I’m about two feet from the driver's door and Cardan is tapping his fingers methodically on the door.
He doesn’t look very menacing. His eyes are flickering over my face and he raises an eyebrow up at me.
“Well?” He asks probingly. I’m all too aware of what this means. The dude who terrorized my childhood is reaching out an olive branch.
There’s a part of me that wants to turn and walk away from his cruel glares and the comments he used to spit at me and Taryn. But I really could use a ride.
Plus, he looks extremely hot with one of his hands on the wheel which is like an added bonus.
“Yeah, I do.” He seems a little surprised that I said yes. I watch as a small smirk graces his face. Damn.
He nods his head to the passenger side and I walk around the car and slide into the seat. Just FYI these seats are comfortable as shit.
I look over at Cardan as he starts to back up. Which is a terrible idea. He looks so laid back and comfortable. He looks like he fits here and his face is blank of that awful sneer he seems to have on every day at school.
It makes me despise him a little less. I should have walked.
“Can you drop me off at Elfame Elementary?”
He looks over at me quizically. “Yeah.” A pause. “Why do you need to go there?”
“I need to pick up my little brother,”.
“Is that why you were running around the parking lot like a headless chicken?”. He looks amused as he says this.
“I was not running around like a headless chicken.” My voice is a little cold as I speak. His face goes a little more stonelike at my tone.
Jude! Wtf, this guy is giving you a ride. Pull it together!
“My sisters took the cars and left me stranded,” I attempt a little more warmly. “So thank you.”
His face twists a little surprised at the thank you. Mind kind of does too. Me saying thank you to the kid who poured milk all over me on picture day for years throughout elementary school.
Cardan doesn’t say anything else as we drive to Oak’s school. He just turns on some music and drives. It’s actually kind of nice being able to watch the vibrant green trees go zooming by.
Before I know it Cardan is pulling into the parking lot of the elementary school.
A little bit of me is disappointed it's over so soon. I actually feel a little peaceful.
I look down at my watch to see it’s 3:10. Perfect!
“Thanks, Cardan, truly this was life-saving,” I reach over to the handle about to push the door open when I look back to see an expression on Cardan's face that matches my own.
“How are you going to get home after?” Cardan’s voice is soft as he asks.
“I was going to walk to Ralph’s, Viv has one of the cars with her,”.
“That's like a mile away,” Cardan says laughing a little as he does.
“Don’t really have any other options here buddy,”
“Buddy?” He looks offended. As if the word is a personal assault to his well being. I can’t help but roll my eyes. To which he notices and roll’s his eyes back at me.
“I can drive you and your brother home. If you want?”.
Yes. I do want. But I’m not really in the mood to owe Cardan anything and this feels like a favor a little too out of his way. Why is he helping me out?
So no?
But I’m also not in the mood for the complaining Oak will give me for walking in this sweltering heat.
“Uh, yeah. Thanks.” Then I shut the door and head into the school.
....
Oak is looking up at me with a puzzled look on his face.
“I thought Viv was going to get me today?”
“Sorry, bud. She had to work.” He just shrugs. “Does that mean shell bring me back a milkshake!” He’s popping up on his toes almost jumping in joy. I just stifle a laugh and shake his hair up.
“Where did you park Olie?” Oak is looking around quizically trying to spot the black jeep named after the quidditch legend himself. When he cant spot Ollie Oak turns to look at me with a full face of disappointment. “Did you drive Crackhead Carol?”
The dad who walks by as he gives me a wide eyed look before shuffling his kids along in the opposite direction. I can’t help roll my eyes even though Vivi isn’t even here.
Oak is still looking at me in despair. He hates Crackhead Carol. Says that it’s scary driving in it. Which is not true. The only reason he hates Carol is that every time he’s in Carol is when Vivi is driving. Which is an experience to drive any person to full body fear.
“I did not drive Carol.” Oak’s shoulders un-tense and he goes back to bouncing as we make our way past the busses and smiling bus monitors to the parking lot.
“So how did you get here?”
“Oak, chill out we’re not walking to Ralph's,” I say still heading to where Cardan parked his car.
Oak just stops halfway through the parking lot with his hands on his hips demanding an explanation. As much as he is trying to be serious he just looks adorable.
“I’ll give you a piggyback if you stop being an annoying little butt.” He just smiles and catapults onto my back. I don’t often offer to give Oak piggybacks any more. He’s gotten heavier as he's grown. Plus sometimes he thinks he's too old and cool for them. I guess today is not one of those days.
When I get back to Cardan’s car I can see he has an amused smile as he watches my cart around my lanky 7 year old brother.
Oak looks at me with wide eyes as I buckle him up in the back and plop down in the passenger seat. Cardan has turned off the rap he was playing early and switched it to that teeny bob that I despise but Taryn loves.
I look over to see that not only is the amused look on his lips but also in his eyes. He doesn’t say anything and instead just pulls out of the parking lot.
Oak who has been unusually quiet finally opens his mouth.
“Are you Jude’s boyfriend?” Oh my god.
“Oak!” My face has most certainly paled to the color of ice. Cardan looks at first like he might throw up with the thought but then he starts laughing.
And damn is that a nice sight. His sharp features are relaxed and full of laughter.
“Jude’s never had a boyfriend before.” Oak pauses for a second before continuing. “Actually she had one boyfriend but now he’s Taryn’s boyfriend so that doesn’t really count.”
I think I might strangle Oak. I look over at Cardan who seems to have gone a little rigid with this turn of the conversation. Having Cardan sit here with my brother telling him about my relationship disasters is embarrassing.
I mean, of course, he already knows this. He’s friends with Locke. But still, something about this is bugging me.
“Oak,” My voice is diminished when I speak. I’m looking out the window forcing the feelings I've been fighting for months to go away. Taryn and I worked things out. We always do. But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t sting sometimes.
That's when I feel a strong nimble hand grab mine. I look over to Cardan as he drives. His eyes are focused on the road as he squeezes my hand.
I think my heart is going to melt.
But then I think I’m going to attack him. I remember seeing Nicasia laugh along with Valerian and Locke. Who’s to say he didn’t poke fun of the fool I was. I bet he’s only doing this now to go laugh at what an idiot I am later with all of his cronies.
But then he catches my eyes and he seems genuinely sad for me so I don’t attack him. But I do pull my hand from his and look back out the window. I don’t care if he’s been nice today. That does not exclude the years of name-calling. Of making me and Taryn feel small. Of how he glared at me at the party. What the fuck changed so quickly?
Oak is apparently not done talking. As usual. “Only Heather and Locke drive me places too. They're both my sister's boyfriend and girlfriend.” That makes me turn around.
“Cardan is not my boyfriend.” My voice is firm as I speak.
I look over to see a little bit of anger on his face. He has both hands on the wheel. No aimless tapping or anything. He looks over with that cold glare he gave me at the party.
Great! He’s mad because I pulled my hand from his. What an arrogant bastard.
....
When we finally get home Oak jumps out of the car running to the door. Something about Fixer Upper being on. What an odd kid.
Oak’s gone before I can even open the door leaving me and Cardan alone.
He’s staring dead out the window not even bothering to look at me. Which is fucking annoying. This dude needs to get a grip on his mood swings. I’m irritated enough to the point where I have to say something.
“Why the fuck were you being so tolerable early? You're usually pretty shitty to me. So whats up? What's with the bits of decency all of the sudden. You hate me. What's going on here?”
He turns his head to meet me eye to eye. His lips are sent in such a hard line I don’t think I’m going to get an answer.
“I do not hate you.”
“No? What about that time you called me and Taryn lowlife orphans who were less important than the dirt on your shoe? Or when you would steal my lunch money every day? Or that time you tripped me at elementary school graduation? I broke my ankle.” I’m seething. My whole body hot with anger.
He just sits there. Stone cold as ice.
“I was a child.” It's icy. Dismissive. As if the pent up anger, the feelings I had that I didn’t belong where nothing.
“Fine. What about Friday night? That lovely moment when you basically kicked me out of that party? Omg, what about when I started dating Locke and you called me a filthy slut! That was a fun one.”
He’s staring at me with a hard unrelenting stare.
I can not believe I started to think he wasn’t such an asshole. Just listening to myself speak I realize how dumb I am. I’m too pissed at the feelings that have been in that dark space next to my heart to even wait for his answer.
I’m curious sure. But I’m done. I’ve put up with this shit for too long.
I’m storming out of the car. Slamming the door to his precious car as hard as I can.
“Jude.” His voice is hard. Commanding. I feel like smacking him into next week.
I turn to see him standing out of his door arms crossed defensively. I can't help but match his stance. He’s only 3 ft away and I feel the urge to run as far as I can.
“I don’t hate you.” He’s spitting the words out now full of force.
“You looked hot as fuck Friday night,”. What? “And that pissed me the fuck off because I like you.”
What the fuck.
“I can’t stop thinking about you.” Oh my god. “And I hate that.”
He takes a pause, “I despise you for it.”
I’m frozen in place. Just staring at this asshole who had the nerve to tell me he likes me? After the torment, he inflicted on me as a kid. After the name-calling and the glares and the...
My entire brain freezes as he tugs me into his chest. Hard.
Because now he's kissing me. And damn is he a good kisser.
He has a hand tangled in my hair and the other one is keeping me pinned to him. I’m a stone statue for a whole 3 seconds before I acknowledge what is happening. But then I can’t stop myself as my arms wrap around his body and I'm pushing into him as much as I can.
He’s turning us around backing me up to his car door. The kisses becoming hungrier, needier. His hands have moved down to my ass. Holding me as close to him as possible. I can’t stop the roving my hands are doing. Finding their way to that sweet soft black hair.
I can’t let go. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of this. What it feels like to not have a single space between us. What it feels like for Cardan's hand to be intertwined with my hair, pulling me into him.
“See I told you Jude had a boyfriend!”.
I hate my life.
~~~
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