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runningfrom2am · 10 months

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the sea around us; chapter eighteen

In which Rafe Cameron has to choose between his dad and a pogue who's changing his outlook on life more and more every day.

(rafe cameron x f!oc)

(eventual!jj maybank x f!oc)

warnings/tags: violence, drug/alcohol use, smoking, sexual content (if you squint), slowburn, older brother’s best friend, (these tags are obv not exhaustive but regardless it’s pretty PG13)

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After we realized we literally, actually found the gold, our first move, was of course, to celebrate. We fly back to the Chateau, and we were high before we even made it back, all piling into the house and still chanting.

"Full Kook, Full Kook, Full Kook!" Everyone is yelling, dancing around as John B holds up the gold like it's a trophy. We can't believe it.

I feel my phone buzzing and I pull it out, seeing it's Rafe. I guess I have a tell, because Pope points over at me and calls me out. "Snowy, got your boyfriend on the line?"

"Yeah it's Rafe." I smile, taking the drink Kie hands me. "But he's not my boyfriend and you know it, Pope." I laugh.

"Hey, woah, woah, woah, don't tell him, okay? He can't know." JJ reminds me and I nod.

"Okay I won't tell him- shh.." I say, going to pick up the phone. Five high teenagers being told to be quiet only can have one result: laughter.

"Hi Rafe!" I giggle as I look at my friends, holding my finger to my lips as I step out the door and close it behind me.

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I hang up and lean back against the side of the house. I think he believed me- and it's not like I'll never tell him, he'll find out when the time is right. I pull my vape out of my pocket and take a hit while I text him.

S: Rafeeee

I don't get a response right away, but I wasn't expecting one. He said he was busy anyways. I go back inside while I wait, catching John B pulling his shirt off, since he's entirely covered in mud.

"Oh my god, ew, go take a shower." Kie laughs, throwing her now empty can at him.

"Yeah, will do.." He chuckles. "Sarah, care to join?"

"Gross, man.." Pope says.

"Boo..." I laugh, as the two of them head off down the hall. Just as I finish downing my drink and going to grab another one, I feel my phone vibrate in my hand.

I grab my drink and decide I should step back outside for some fresh air- it just feels so much better when you're high. I wander out to the hammock and lay down, deciding now to answer his text before I forget.

R: yeah?

S: hi :)

R: Hi

S: what doing

R: what doing?

S: i'm laying in the hammock

R: were you asking what i was doing?

S: o, yeah i was

R: i just got home from the club

S: ooo fun, was it bumpin tn?

R: ... the island club? never

S: ohhhhh the ISLAND xlub

R: are you with anyone?

S: not right this second S: eveeyone is inside

R: you should go back in R: you shouldn't be alone if you're drunk

S: nooooo S: i'd rather talk to you :))) S: also john b and sarah are in the shower together and i'd rather not be a witness to that lol

R: gross. thanks for sharing

S: welc

At this point, after a minute or so, I realize he's done talking to me so I put my phone down and close my eyes. I'm using my one leg to rock myself back and forth on the hammock, just relishing in the butterflies in my stomach until my phone starts ringing.

"Hello?" I answer, eyes still closed.

"Hey." I can hear the smile in Rafe's voice.

"Hi Rafe." I giggle. "I missed you."

"That weed is really peaking right now, huh?" He laughs.

"Yeah, kinda."

"Yeah I could tell, since I just texted you and you already said you miss me." He says, making me laugh more.

"I forgot about that!" I laugh, sitting up.

"Are you going back to Tannyhill tonight?" He asks.

"Uhm... yeah I don't think so. Unless you can come get me?" I ask hopefully. I want nothing more than to see him right now.

"Uh.. well, no, I mean yes. I mean, no I probably shouldn't..." He says and I furrow my eyebrows.

"Why not?" I pout. "I want to see you."

"Fuck- yeah, I know." He sighs, and I can practically hear the gears turning in his head. "I want to see you too, I really do, but I can't pick you up right now."

I sigh. I know what that means now. "You're high."

"Just a little- just a little bit and I don't want to make you feel unsafe but when I come down I'll come get you, okay? How does that sound?"

"No, no, don't do that." I insist, I don't want him to put himself in that spot. "Let's just talk, yeah? I wanna talk to you." I smile.

"Yeah, okay, that sounds good." He agrees. "What do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know." I giggle. "Maybe... could we talk about us?" I suggest, biting my lip. I swear, the best thing about being high is that consequences don't exist anymore.

"Sure." Rafe responds.

"So..." I can hardly get one word out without giggling. "Yeah. That's all I got." I can hear him laughing slightly on the other side.

"So... yeah." He repeats mockingly.

"I'm just nervous, okay?" I laugh. "Leave me alone!"

"Don't be nervous." He says softly, and somehow that makes my heart flutter.

"So..." I start again. "I hear you're not one for relationships."

"Typically? It's not really my thing." He says and I frown. "But since I've met the right girl, why not?"

"Fair enough." I nod a little. "I'm not either, but to be fair that's only because I've never had the chance, I mean, yeah I just don't think I'm a super likeable person overall. That's what Kegs told me once anyway-" He interrupts my rambling.

"Snowy." He chuckles. "That was me asking you." He laughs, but I'm floored.

"Wait, actually?" I ask.

"Yeah." I can see his smile in my mind as he replies. "I've been meaning to ask you that for a little while."

He actually wants me to be his girlfriend? I guess if he's looking past where I live and who I hangout with he does really care. I don't think I have any reason to believe that this is all an elaborate prank meant to embarrass me.

"Uh, then yeah! Yeah of course." I giggle, answering before my mind gets the better of me. "My friends already call you that anyways so we'll continue business as usual."

"Business as usual." He agrees. "But maybe not actually, maybe a little different."

"Snowyyy!" I hear JJ yelling from the porch.

I go to say something to Rafe but he speaks first.

"Go hangout with your friends, okay? I'll talk to you in a bit. Call me before you go to bed." He tells me.

"Yeah, I will. Bye Rafe!" I say into the phone.

"You're so funny when you're high." I can hear him laugh before he hangs up.

"JJ!" I grin as I stumble out of the hammock, immediately face planting on the lawn.

"Oh, shit Snowy you are on fire." JJ jokes as I make it up onto the porch.

"Thank you." I laugh and he wraps his arm around my shoulder, guiding me back in.

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The next morning, we decide our move is to melt down the gold bar and try and sell it, so we can buy supplies to go get the rest of it out of the well.

Kie and JJ work on melting it down, as I lay in bed in recovery mode until we have to go in probably the early afternoon.

I get the summoning that we'll be leaving in ten minutes, and take that as my cue to get up and get dressed. I put on some of my jeans that I find on the floor of John B's room, and a tank top I had laying in a drawer. I quickly grab my bag, and we're out the door.

When we pull up to the pawn shop, we elect JJ to do the talking, since he is probably the best liar.

"Fuck you guys- I think Snowy is better." JJ groans, and I give him a pat on the back as we walk in. Showtime.

The older woman working does every test on our gold in the book, skeptical that it's real since a bunch of derelict kids brought in a gold bar worth over 140k. She was more skeptical after JJ says it's made of his moms melted down jewellery. I make eye contact with Sarah as we try not to laugh, going back to looking around.

The woman excuses herself into the back for a moment to talk to her boss, and we wait around quietly. We're all so nervous, and so excited. We're just all smiling at each other like a bunch of idiots.

"I can do fifty for it." She tells us and we all kind of look at each other, giving disapproving looks.

"No, no ma'am. This is worth one-forty at least, you didn't think I'd walk in knowing the spot price?" JJ insists as I walk up next to him.

"Honey you're in a pawn shop- this ain't Zurich." The old woman chuckles. "So I look Swiss to you?"

"Ninety- or I walk." JJ replies, and I give him a subtle pat on the back, resting my arm on the back of his shoulder.

"Seventy, that's half price," She says, leaning in a little. "And I don't ask questions about where y'all got this..."

JJ and I look at each other, and then to John B, who gives a nod of approval. "I'd like that in large denominations please." JJ says, nodding at her.

Unfortunately, because nothing for us can be easy, we have to go to some busted warehouse in the middle of fuck all nowhere to pick up the money ourselves.

We're on our way out, when Sarah and I start to give each other looks portraying how we just aren't feeling right about this.

"There's nothing but weeds out here, guys, somethings not right!" Kie insists to them and Sarah nods in agreement, just as we hear sirens and see lights behind us.

"Cops? Out here?" I say, as John B pulls over.

"We didn't even do anything!" Sarah adds.

"Guys, chill, hide the gold." John B says as we throw everything under the seat. "JJ, you didn't bring the gun right?"

"No, dude I didn't bring the gun." JJ sighs.

John B rolls down the window and we all stop talking when we see a gun pointed right at his head.

"Get out of the car." The man holding the gun says. He's got a bandana covering his face, so only his eyes are visible. "Get out of the car and let your friends out." He says, keeping the gun pointed right at John B as he slowly gets out, arms raised until he opens the back door for us. We all climb out, raising our arms as well. My hands are shaking so bad- I feel like I could throw up.

"Don't worry, beautiful.." He chuckles, pressing the gun to the side of my head. "Don't run, and I won't shoot." He tells me and I nod a little, a tear falling down my cheek.

The man directs us to lay down by the ditch on the side of the road, telling us to kiss the ground and if he sees any of us move, he'll blow our brains out. Great. Just great. The man then climbs into the van, no way he's not looking for the gold. That old bitch set us up.

While I'm focussing on not bursting into tears and panic running down the road, I see some movement to my left and slowly look up. John B is slowly getting up- eyes trained on the Twinkie. "John B, don't be a hero man." JJ whispers as John B gets up and runs over to the man's car, climbing in the back seat and ducking down just before the man steps out of the Twinkie, gold bar in hand.

"Fuck, man.." Pope mumbles, just as the gun is pointed back on us.

"If I see any of you move, I will run you over- understand?" He shouts. None of us move. He walks backward toward his car, and as soon as he climbs in, John B is on him.

"Guys I've got his keys!" He yells, throwing them out of the car in our general direction as we all run up to help, and they fall out of the car fighting. John B somehow takes his gun, and when the man is back up, JJ shoved him into the side of the car. He puts up more of a fight until Sarah slams his head with the car door, and we all just stand looking at him.

JJ goes up and pulls down the man's bandana, and sighs. "Man, I know this guy. Sells drugs to my dad."

"He probably knows my brother.." Sarah mumbles, and we look at each other. We're in deep shit now for sure.

JJ takes his wallet, and John B grabs his car keys and throws them out into the woods to buy us some time to run. We get the gold back, and quickly climb into the Twinkie and take off.

Begrudgingly for all of us but JJ, our next stop, is Barry's house. We arrive, and JJ gets out and runs in.

"Guys, this is such a bad idea I feel sick." I tell everyone. "We've got the gold, let's just get out of here."

"I'll go talk to JJ." John B agrees, running inside after the blonde.

"Sarah, we're so fucked." I whisper, for no other reason than my body still being in full fight or flight mode.

"Yep." She sighs, running her hand through her hair.

"Guys, seriously, Rafe can't know about the gold." Pope says, extremely unhelpfully.

"Pope, I swear to god.." I say, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. "Do you think Barry isn't already on the phone with him right now telling him what happened? It's completely out of our hands now."

Kie shakes her head as I drop my head into my hands. Just then, JJ and John B burst out of the door, arguing by the looks of it. We all quickly climb out of the van.

"Here we go everyone, about 5k each for reparations.." JJ smiles, holding a huge wad of cash.

"JJ.. JJ no.." I say quietly, shaking my head at him.

"Do you know what happens when you steal from a drug dealer man? They come after you, Bro." John B says, trying to shake him out of it.

"Listen, did you like looking down the barrel of a gun? He had it right between your eyes!" He shouts, putting his fingers against John B's forehead to prove his point. "You and Snowy both!"

"Dude- obviously not, I just-" John B says, pushing his hand away.

JJ just shakes his head and turns his attention to Pope. "Look, man, this will pay for my restitution."

"I didn't ask you to do that."

"Well I did it." JJ snaps. "And I'm paying it back, right here, right now, by myself." He says, getting right up in Popes face before turning around.

"You know, I'm probably better off on my own anyways." JJ says, starting to walk off.

"JJ? JJ wait!" Kie calls after him but he ignores us.

"We need to seriously let him cool off." Sarah says and I nod in agreement.

"We also seriously need to get out of here before Barry comes back." I say, and everyone agrees as we get back in the Twinkie and take off, leaving JJ to fend for himself.

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A/N; I bit the bullet and finally had them get together slayyyy -R

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azurdlywisterious · 2 months

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Okay im giving my fallout ocs their tumblrs back! Hopefully nothing bad happens!

💥 mygenderis-c4 reblogged thecoolerscrewdriver

💥 mygenderis-c4

The thorn should let me use my explosives in the ring smh

💥 mygenderis-c4

I mean, they do let me but the spectators stand too close to the edge and end up in the splash zone

👄 thecoolerscrewdriver

Wait what is the thorn?

💥 mygenderis-c4

Its like an underground fight club type of place. Its mostly just fighting angry and irradiated creatures

👄 thecoolerscrewdriver

Ohhhhh its like spin the wheel at nukaworld on tour! Last time i was there i fought a couple of deathclaws

💥 mygenderis-c4

You fought… a pair…??? Wtffffffff

#seriously whats in the water in appalachia??? #for a carnival game???

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💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

Ive got 99 problems and Mr. House calling me a good girl would fix most of them

#if you asked me for an exact number #itd probably be 69 of my problems ;) #marilyn youre a star

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🍀 luckiestbastard

Just got kicked out of the tops. Guess they couldnt handle my swag at the blackjack table 😗✌️

#and thats why the atomic wrangler is where its at!

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⏳ start-startover reblogged uh-ohthemisery-deactivated312282

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Imagine being so down bad for a dead businessman that him giving you attention would solve most of your problems

🧠 big-mt-head

@.uh-ohthemisery we were talking about vagueing the other day. Is this that?

🏃‍♀️ uh-ohthemisery-deactivated312282

Why are you asking me, sir? Also yes

🧠 big-mt-head

Is she vagueing @.mrhouseownsmysoul ?

⏳ start-startover

Why tf did u tag her?!

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

Oh so little miss “get tf off anon” is vauging me now? Tell me deja, how many times did you kill dean?

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Ive made my peace with the failed timeloops. Hes alive now which is more than i can say for house

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

Ill have you know that mr house is alive and well thank you very much!

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Alive? Sure. Well? Now, thats up for debate

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

You leave my husband’s health problems out of this!

🏃‍♀️ uh-ohthemisery-deactivated312282

Suzie he literally reeks of formaldehyde

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

Arent you dating a stealth suit?

🏃‍♀️ uh-ohthemisery-deactivated312282

Oh uh look at the time

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Holy shit did she just fucking deactivate???

#rip dalcia #was kinda weird that you were in love with a stealth suit #but you were cool nonetheless #until we meet again

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@.therealprimmshady what is the atomic wrangler?

⭐️ therealprimmshady

Do you know what a bar is?

🧠 big-mt-head

Dr. Borous told me about how he would sneak into them while attending American High School. There were a couple in Dr. 0’s movies that he showed me. I think Dr. Dala mentioned people watching at them once or twice.

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Well thats what the atomic wrangler is. I could take you sometime if you… uh… want to research human behavior at bars more?

🧠 big-mt-head

Fascinating. According to my schedule, i dont have any other science activities tonight

#sir i need to know what other science activities you have

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🏃‍♀️ uh-ohthemisery-2 reblogged mygenderis-c4

🏃‍♀️ uh-ohthemisery-2

New blog, who dis?

💥 mygenderis-c4

Didnt you just deactivate?

🏃‍♀️ uh-ohthemisery-2

Shhhh…

#i was never here

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Its got what plants crave!

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It has electrolytes!

#we do need new razorgrain plants #fuck me #ill be coming back with vodka

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🌌 azurdlywisterious

Okay theyre losing tumblr privileges again

#fallout new vegas #fallout 76 #suzie fromme #deja vult #dalcia o’deorian #henri wesson #sir of big mt #harvey wallbanger #felix barnstar #dashboard simulator #unreality

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fastenwick · 5 months

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Wick's IZ characters meet the OCs that inspired them: Part One

D1b Membrane meets Kaster Bluewing

(@ambassador-d1b created in 2022, Kaster created in 2013

Ft mentions of @ukagaka-zim , @honeysicklesprouts , @game-slavers , and @aik-membrane)

Two characters are put in a nearly empty room. No doors, windows, or decor. Just two chairs, a table with food, and a note. The note reads "Enjoy your time together." The food products are Mac N Cheese, roasted pieces of meat with a type of savory jam dipping, gum drops, chunks of dried sugar, and coffee.

D1b blinked and looked around. He couldn't quite remember how he got here, some person put him here? But he couldn't remember their face… Oh well, Zim would come get him soon. He wasn't hurt or anything. He spots the table and reads the note to himself.

"Huh… Enjoy my time with the food? Is it poisoned?" D1b popped a gum drop into his mouth to check. Tasted fine.

Suddenly, a blue creature had joined D1b. He was a bit shorter than D1b. He wore a black vest that seemed two sizes too big for him and well worn with matching shorts. He had dark blue skin, overgrown black hair with an uneven cut, and vibrant green eyes and a cat-like slit for a pupil. Instead of five blunt toed feet, he had three sharp toes, almost like claws or talons. And he seemed to be covered with scales, and there was a scar shaped like claws down his cheek.

"Woaaaah." D1b's jaw dropped and the gum drop fell out, forgotten.

The boy blinked and stepped backward. "Uhhhhh. Hi? Who are you?"

"What are you??" D1b rushed forward to study the newcomer.

The kid meeped quietly in surprise, tense, but not protesting as D1b poked his shoulder, touched his hair, and checked his mouth.

"You have fangs!" D1b squealed. "And so many sharp teeth… Scales and claws! Ooooh, a snake tongue!"

"Uh huh?" The kid just nodded stiffly.

D1b realized he just swarmed a stranger and scrambled back. "I am so sorry!"

"It's. Fine?"

"It's just, I've never seen anything like you before! And that's saying something, I work with aliens and have seen all kinds of crazy shit," D1b rambled.

The kid nodded, making a popping sound by pressing his lips together and separating them quickly.

"Anyway, I'm D1b Membrane." D1b held out his hand to the kid.

The kid tilted his head and looked at D1b's hand, trying to see if something was inside.

"Oh, you shake it," D1b explained.

"Shake. It?"

"Like this." D1b took the kid's hand and gently shook it.

"Huh. What for?" The kid took his hand back quickly.

"It's a human way of greeting."

"What's a human?"

"I'm a human." D1b gestured to himself. "What's your name?"

"Kaster Bluewing."

"Nice to meet you, Kaster!"

"Nice to meet you too? Where are we?"

"I have no clue." D1b looked around. "This note says to just enjoy our time tog-... Ohhhhh, someone wanted us to meet!"

"Who?"

"No clue."

"Oh. I have no clue either. Probably even less of a clue than you. Actually wait no, no clue is zero clue and I can't have less than zero clue, that doesn't make any sense. Unless you have slightly more than me? Since you were here first? I'll shut up." All the words practically fell out of Kaster's mouth a million miles an hour, with no pauses for breathing or replies. Kaster sat in the chair, looking embarrassed.

D1b blinked, trying to catch up. "Uh. I mean no? I don't. I don't know anything. What?"

"What?"The two sat in silence for a second.

Kaster sighed. "Sorry, I'm not the most… social person."

D1b chuckled. "It's okay, I'm not either."

Kaster seemed confused. "You said you work with… al-ee-ens?"

"I do, that's about all I socialize outside of my family," D1b explained, taking another gum drop and sitting down on the other chair.

"What are… aliens?"

"Oh, basically just creatures not from Earth." D1b waved his hand in dismissal.

"What's… E-urth?" Kaster asked hesitantly.

"Aaaand you're an alien. Earth is my planet," D1b said, offering Kaster a gum drop.

Kaster took it, studying it between his claws."What's your planet like?"

"Timore? Oh, not anything special. I haven't seen much of it anyway, maybe the other Shards are more special." Kaster set the gum drop down on the table and picked up one of the pieces of sugar.

"I've never heard of it," D1b mused.

Kaster shrugged.

"What do you mean Shards?" D1b took a sip of coffee.

"Oh, the planet is split into six pieces called Shards and slowly collapsing in on itself," Kaster said casually, biting into his sugar.

D1b choked on his coffee.

"You would think more people would notice that before it became a problem, but nope! Took two something thousand years, I think. We're working on it, though!" Kaster didn't even notice D1b choke.

"Elves??" D1b squealed.

"Yes?"

"What else is on your planet??"

Kaster rubbed the back of his neck, thinking very hard. "Uhhh. Imps, werewolves, sprites… griffins, uhm. Tesels of course. And those are just the nice ones I've met so far. The mean ones are gargoyles, trolls, and wraiths."

D1b sat there stunned for a moment.

"I know there are others too, my dad told me about fish people called sirens," Kaster continued. "Well they're not really fish people, they have fishy tails and then they look more like a tesel on the top. They have scales like me, though!"

"I know fish people!"

"You do??" Kaster practically bounced out of his seat.

"Yeah, one of my best friends! Sprouts is a fish person, kind of. Also they're dating a werewolf," D1b explained.

It was Kaster's turn to choke on his piece of sugar. "They're DATING?? Oh my gosh, how did you get them to get along???"

"I. Didn't? They've always been friends." D1b seemed confused.

"How?? I have issues just getting a tesel, imp, and werewolf not to kill each other, much less be friends," Kaster huffed.

D1b shrugged. "You'd have to ask them?"

"Maybe I will. If I can. Wait, they're on your planet, aren't they? I can't then, that sucks," Kaster sighed.

"Well, I could give them your contact information?" D1b offered.

Kaster blinked. "My what? Like where I live? I don't have a village."

"No, like your phone number."

Kaster just looked at D1b blankly.

"Do you not have a phone?"

"... no," Kaster admitted sheepishly.

"Do you know what a phone is?"

"Uhhhhh nooo…" Kaster rubbed the back of his neck.

D1b sighed. "Well, what does your planet use to keep in contact?"

"Uhm. Talking?"

"No no, what device?"

"None? Well, letters. I mean there's some magic spells for long distance messages, but Lurya knows more about that than me, I don't know magic." Kaster munched on a piece of the meat.

D1b blinked. He'd never run into a planet that had no tech at all. "You guys have no technology?"

"Oh no, we do. Well, the gargoyles do. But we don't know what exactly. Some sort of teleporter," Kaster explained.

D1b was silent, momentarily baffled at the idea of a planet having teleporters but not phones or something similar.

Kaster got nervous in the silence. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No?"

"Oh, good. I say the wrong thing a lot. Well not a lot a lot, but often enough to know that there is a chance I said the wrong thing. A pretty high one. Not like as high as the chance of Erxi saying the wrong thing, but higher than Baraq. Wait no, maybe we're equal? No no, I think my chance of saying the wrong thing is definitely higher than Baraq," Kaster said, once again the words tumbling out of him at high speeds.

D1b blinked and shook his head. "What?"

"Uhm. Sorry, my internal monologue wasn't internal again… That kind of happens when you're not used to anyone listening. That isn't sad, by the way!"

D1b still hadn't quite caught up with what Kaster was saying. "Huh?"

"No no, I just mean it sounds sad! But people don't ignore me, I swear! I just haven't really talked to people in. Six years? Four? Somewhere around there." Kaster continued to munch.

D1b's brain failed him for a moment while Kaster chewed. "That. Was a lot of information."

"Sorry…" Kaster sighed.

"It's alright, I ramble too sometimes. It drives Gaz crazy," D1b chuckled.

"Who's Gaz?" Kaster asked.

"My sister."

"You have a sister??" Kaster gasped.

"Yep, and a brother." D1b chuckled more.

"Hey, I have a brother too!"

"Oh yeah? What's he like?"

"Oh he's Baraq Trapsin. We're twins that got split up years ago, and we didn't know we had a sibling for a long time. He was a surprise!" Kaster grinned.

"My brother was a surprise too! I thought he was dead, my dad never told me about him. Zim helped me learn about him," D1b explained.

"Who's Zim?" Kaster asked.

"My husband. He's the best, so adorable," D1b said with a wistful sigh. "I hope he doesn't get too worried about me being here…"

Kaster tilted his head.

"Do you have anyone like that?"

"No, not really. I think Erxi has a crush on Baraq though. Closest thing I can think of," Kaster explained.

"Eh, don't rush it. You look young, you don't need to worry about it. How old are you?" D1b asked, eating another gum drop.

"Seventeen."

D1b blinked. "You look younger."

"Yeah, most dragons do, I'm told."

"Sorry, what?"

Kaster looked around, then back at D1b, confused. "Most dragons look young?"

"You're a DRAGON??" D1b gasped.

"Well, dragon slash tesel half breed, why?"

"Can you breathe fire???"

"Yes?"

D1b stammered with excitement.

Kaster got flashbacks to Baraq's reaction to meeting him. "Are you okay?"

"Yep! I'm great! Hell, you're so cool. Do you want to be friends?"

"Well, sure!" Kaster nodded.

"What else can you do? You don't look anything like how I've seen dragons depicted," D1b mused.

"Oh, you probably just saw my other form," Kaster said casually.

"Other form?"

"Yeah, I have two forms. This one, and a much larger one that looks like a giant lizard with wings. If I turn into it here, I'd squish you. And I don't want to do that, so I'll stay small," Kaster explained.

"Oh my gosh, you SHAPESHIFT TOO??"

"Uh huh!" Kaster was starting to get excited. "And I can block out magic spells with my mind! It's really cool, and I can control fire and not just breathe it!"

"That's awesome! Can you show me?" D1b asked.

Kaster thought for a moment, then took a piece of odd looking paper out of his pocket and crumpled it in his hands. He blew gently on it, and it lit up in flames in seconds.

"Woaaaah…" D1b gasped.

"Not done yet." Kaster waved his hand and the fire turned into a tiny dancer. It floated around his hand, very dainty and graceful.

D1b watched, excited and barely able to stay in his seat.

After a moment, Kaster touched the figure with a claw and the flame extinguished. He looked at D1b with a wide grin, showing off his sharp teeth.

"That was amazing!" D1b clapped.

Kaster chuckled shyly. "Thanks…"

"You're so cool, I wish I could keep in touch with you somehow…" D1b thought for a minute.

Kaster let D1b think.

"I could give you a phone?"

"Sure?" Kaster shrugged.

D1b opened a panel on his watch. "I just have to get a spare one from Gaz or Aik…"

Kaster blinked, the slits of his eyes widening like a cat entranced by a shiny object. "What's that…" He pointed at D1b's watch.

"Oh, this? This is my watch. It does lots of cool stuff. Check this out." D1b extended his lazer shield.

Kaster squealed quietly with glee. "It's so pretty!"

"And deadly too, don't touch it, it'll burn you," D1b warned.

"Okay, I won't."

"I've also got these." D1b retracted the shield to extend his PAK legs, letting them raise him into the air.

"Woah sitch, that is so cool! You're like taller now!"

D1b chuckled. "I know, right??"

"What else can you do??" Kaster stood up, bouncing up and down on his feet.

"Translate languages, create holograms, give electric shocks," D1b counted off, retracting his PAK legs to stand normally.

"I only know what the first one is, but the others sound so cool!"

A dart whizzed through the room, a note on it, and it struck the wall.

Kaster and D1b both yelped and jumped slightly. They glanced at each other in sync and then started to giggle.

They quickly both burst out laughing, their giggles infecting the other and growing stronger in seconds.

After a few moments of laughing, D1b finally sighed and checked the note. His smile dropped. "Oh no…"

"What?" Kaster asked, looking at the note.

The note read "Say your goodbyes, you'll be going home soon."

"I haven't gotten a phone for you yet…" D1b said sadly.

"It's okay, maybe we'll come back here and see each other again?" Kaster suggested.

"Maybe…" D1b sighed and set the note down. "I have so many questions for you…"

"I have questions for you too…" Kaster looked sad too. "Hey, can I give you a…" He took a moment to remember the word. "Hug?"

"Sure, why not." D1b opened his arms.

Kaster made a small happy squeal and then hugged D1b, who chuckled and hugged back.

A second passed before D1b heard a familiar rumbling coming from Kaster.

"Oh my gosh, you purr??" D1b gasped.

"Oh no, I-I-I didn't mean to…" Kaster stammered, letting go and stepping back.

"I purr too!" D1b began to purr.

Kaster gasped loudly. "You purr!"

D1b nodded. "You purr!"

"We purr??"

"We purr!!"

"This is amazing!" Kaster cheered.

D1b nodded excitedly. "It is! Oh my gosh, there's still so much we could do and it's just going to end…"

"Yeah…" Kaster looked at the ground.

D1b stepped forward to hug Kaster again. Kaster hugged back.

"Bye, new friend," Kaster said softly.

"Bye, take care. I hope your planet stays safe," D1b said.

"Me too."

And with that, they were suddenly both returned to their own worlds and lives.

#fan fiction #oc rp #iz #invader zim #ambassador d1b #ukagaka zim #honeysucklesprouts #game slavers #aik membrane

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ruhrohrps · 1 year

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are you writing your muses anywhere right now?

So~

I write my muses usually in 1x1 settings, or I stick my muses in groups.

As of right now, I have one character in a roleplay and working on an app for another. I usually keep the groups I go to private, mostly because I like when no one knows I am in a group? I feel like people treat me different or target me a lot lol. I'm strange, but I use groups to flesh out new muses or to play old ones I haven't been able to play in a while. I'd also be lying if I were to say it wasn't funny when other players in the group reblog musings from my blog or mention me in the Discord. It lowkey makes me happy, as well. So, I could've played against you at some point and you don't even know lmfao. I could also be playing against you rn lololol.

I also had an indie that was hacked so I had to delete it and make a new one. My new one isn't active as of yet - I am still working on the blog and pages.

I know I'm a mess that does not have a muses page, currently, but if you're interested in playing against me or any of my muses - you can always reach out. I'm always open to new partners and group recs. I've also had people figure out my indie before - which was pretty rad. Uh, if all else fails and you're nervous to reach out, you can always leave me an anon with my muse's name or fc and I can talk more about them/give you a rundown.

OHHHHH I LOVE THE OC GAME LIKE SEND ME A "🖊" AND I'LL INTRODUCE YOU TO A RANDOM MUSE OF MINE

#rpt #rph #rpc #&&. ask meme

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doodleferp · 2 years

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“Don’t worry — he’s not scared of anything.”

Sometimes, you gotta turn to your boyfriend for help. Sometimes, your boyfriend has to turn to Hernando for help. It’s what you do.

Edit that this is based on a headcanon that Bruno invented Hernando to help himself feel more confident.

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irithyllians · 3 years

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Time to properly introduce another couple of stormlight ocs! Sisters Chanaris and Jevanna.

Despite their low dahn status, Chanaris and Jevanna’s family were well known for having many child soldiers children, and therefore prized (yikes), despite intermixed darkeyed blood spanning generations. Their six elder brothers all died or were mutilated in various skirmishes, which put a lot of pressure on the girls to maintain the family’s legacy, (yikes again) as young as their early teens.

Chanaris, who faced her own issues for being a one-eye, chose to run away and join the Ardentiary as soon as she could. Her brother’s deaths hit her hard, and drove her to train to be a weaponmaster, with the intent of properly training the children that would be sent to the battlefield. She’s aware of the... hypocrisy, of preparing them for something so horrible, but the thought of giving them an actual fighting chance helps her breathe easier. Also, she bothers “Zahel” every day of his life and 100% bullied him into adopting her helping her master the blade. Why try to recover from your trauma when you can swing a Therapy Sword around for free!!

This, unfortunately, put all the more pressure on Jevanna, who at this point would never have been permitted to go the way of her sister, even if she wanted to. Jevanna was married off in her mid teens (there’s a lot of yikes in this story), to a higher dahn man her parents were thrilled to have matched her with. In secret, she took contraceptives, because she could not bear the thought of have children she would one day lose to her country’s bloodthirst. Skipping over A Lot of crap that factors into her Truths as a Lightweaver, her husband was eventually killed in battle. As Jevanna had not conceived, she was cast out (a blessing in disguise tbh), and her family refused to support her, as they felt she had failed and shamed them.

From there she took on whatever work she could as a scribe, and scraped by, until a year after Gavilar’s assassination, when Jasnah who totally remembers everyone who has been kind to Renarin tracked down and hired her to be Del’s official handmaid. A position with lucrative pay, because Del basically can’t do ANY of the duties expected of a Vorin woman, with her blindness (sfjshdj get wrecked Del). And the rest is history!

Jevanna and Chanaris DO reunite at the Shattered Plains; the first they’ve seen of each other in years. But there’s, uh, baggage there. In typical Lightweaver fashion, Jevanna refuses to admit there is an issue, but one of her tamer Truths is that she resents her sister for leaving her. On the flip side, Chanaris suspects this is the case, but as Jevanna won’t speak openly and they haven’t actually TALKED in nearly a decade, she also feels Jevanna’s coldness is the same judgement most give her for being a one-eye, and for pursuing masculine arts that are discouraged, even for female Ardents.

Look, I’m a sap and they WILL reconnect sometime around OB. Jevanna, upon speaking that Truth, confronts the fact that she’s been harsh. In turn Chanaris, as a Stoneward, speaks Ideals that centre around being there for those that need it. And ohhhhh boy do the two of them need each other 😭

#the stormlight archive #oc: chanaris #oc: jevanna #doncha just love complicated family dynamics and medieval standards #also yes Chanaris picked her name upon joining the ardentiary bc Chanarach is her fav herald #Jevanna should have bangles and Chanaris should have scars but I’m time poor #and forgetful #my art #art: chanaris #art: jevanna #oc stuff

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tocastielandback · 4 years

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Gift Within a Gift (Henry Morgan x OC)

My first story for Forever (2014) dedicated to the one and only @henrysmorgan!

As usual, I don’t think it’s my best, but I do like how some of the characterizations came out, so there’s that.

“Dr. Morgan?”

Knowing who it was already, a smile spread across Henry’s face before he tilted his head back.

“Chase,” he gave a little nod.

“Are we still on for lunch?” Chase leaned against the door frame.

There was a knock on the glass wall to her right. Both Chase and Henry looked towards the noise, where Lucas was.

“Hey, just wanted to know if you, uh, maybe wanna...” the Assistant M.E. began.

He stopped mid-sentence, seeing Henry’s eyes dart to Chase, then back at him.

“Ohhhhh right... right...” Lucas gasped and held his palms up, giving a tight-lipped smile at the couple.

“Well, enjoy. Both of you,” he turned to walk away, but stopped. “I mean your lunches. B-But that’s cool too if you, you know... Not like it’s any of my bus—“

“Thank you, Lucas,” Henry cut him off curtly, blinking once.

Lucas gave a sheepish wave and hurried out. When he was out of earshot, Chase laughed.

“He’s ridiculous,” she shook her head and got back on both feet.

“Even more so since he found out about us,” Henry sighed and straightened his pile of paperwork.

“I like him, though. He’s funny,” Chase watched him put the papers in a manila folder, drop it in the bottom drawer of his desk and stand up.

“Yes, but enough about him,” Henry takes his coat from the back of his chair and slips it on.

With his scarf already in her hands, Chase looped it around his neck, pulling him into a kiss.

She pulled away and flung the longest strap over his shoulder.

“Thank you, darling,” Henry kissed her nose and poked his elbow out for her to take.

Once she linked her arm around his, they walked to the elevator.

“Doesn’t it feel nice getting out of that office for once?” Chase teased.

He turned his head to meet her eyes, feigning offense. “And what’s wrong with ‘that office’?”

She scoffed. “You know I would never speak ill of your haunts. Especially your office!”

“Why is that?” Henry smirked, a glint in his eyes.

“I think you know,” Chase threw a flirtatious grin his way and whirled her head back to face the elevator doors when they opened.

After they stepped on, she spoke again. "Have you ever been to that little café down the road? The one that connects to a little bookstore?"

Henry pushed the button for the ground floor and smiles. "I have. A nice, quaint little place it is."

"I'm in the mood for one of their sandwiches. Maybe even a croissant?" Chase tipped her head to the side and squinted her eyes.

"Oh, I am starving!" Henry agreed and let his girlfriend get off the lift first.

"Let's hurry it up then!" she let out a short burst of laughter and skipped out of the building.

He looked at her with such fondness, admiring her joviality.

They walked a block or so to the right and crossed the street, arms locked tightly so as to not lose one another.

Upon entering the eatery, one could see the dining area was packed. Groups gathered around tables, exchanging stories about past weekend activities while those by their lonesome were seated along the walls, preferring the company of a book or two instead.

"At least the line's not too bad," Henry said, eyeing the four people in formation along the glass display of pastries.

"We can go somewhere quieter, if you like," Chase suggested, standing behind the last person in line. "Well, as quiet as New York can get anyway."

Henry pecked her forehead and switched to holding her hand. "I'd like that very much."

—

At the park, the two munched on their paninis, their drinks sat between them on the bench.

“Mmm,” Chase hummed. “I could eat these for the rest of my life!”

“Well, then you’d have no room for my delectable cooking!” Henry peeled back the foil to reveal more of his sandwich and peered at her with a sly grin.

“Nor Abe’s,” she added.

Once she finished her panini, Chase took a long sip of her iced coffee and reached into the inner pocket of her coat. “I got a gift for you.”

Henry rewrapped his leftovers before setting it on his lap to take the small box in his hand.

It was an iPhone.

“I know you don’t like cellphones,” she began while he examined the box as if it was alien in origin. “But I was thinking you could use one.”

When the lid proved a bit difficult to remove, he shook it a bit, his other hand on the bottom to secure its drop. Right in the middle was the white rectangular device, good as new, with the user manual and charging cable tucked underneath.

“I suppose... you’re right about that,” Henry took the phone in his hand, turning it over and running his thumb over the reflective logo.

He thought about how Jo tried to reach him when there had been a break in a case, but he wasn’t home at the time. It would also be convenient for Abe to inform him of newly remembered additions to the grocery list, preventing second trips for one thing.

"Thank you,” Henry looked up at Chase with a wide smile. “Care to show me the basics?"

She nodded, scooting closer to him on the bench after Henry moved his coffee to his other side. "Okay, so you see that long button on the right? You push it down to turn it on."

He followed her instructions, his eyebrows raised when the screen came to life. He let out a chuckle when he saw the lockscreen: a selfie of her and her cat, Bon Bon.

"Yeah, I already set it up for you," Chase winked. "We can start by making you a new passcode."

She walked him through that, then showed him how to make a phone call and send a text.

"I put my number in already, so try sending me something. I turned off all the extra stuff so you can focus more on the keyboard," she explained.

Henry tapped the message box and studied the characters on the screen before sending a simple Hello, darling.

Chase took her phone out of another coat pocket and went to her messages app. "See? Easy," she held up her screen to show him the format.

Under his name was his text. She replied with, Hi handsome!

When the message popped up on his screen, Henry nodded. "I see..."

"You wanna know the real reason I decided to get you a phone?" Chase asked, voice a bit low.

"What would that be?" he placed the new mobile in his coat pocket and picked up the panini from his lap.

"So I could send you some... more gifts," she leaned in to whisper. "You know... of the risqué kind."

"Are you saying you can send photographs as well?" Henry gaped.

When she nodded, the edge of his lip quirked upward, along with one eyebrow.

"A gift within a gift?" he looked up in thought, then back at her.

"If that's what you want to call it!" Chase batted her eyelashes, her head on his shoulder.

He laughed silently; air pushed from his nostrils. "I think I might enjoy technology more than I anticipated."

—

Even in bar, the pinging of Henry's phone could be heard from his pocket.

Lucas, Jo and Hanson turned to face Henry in unison, all bearing the same stunned expression.

"Wow, doc, finally joining us over here in the 21st century, huh?" Hanson joked as Henry pulled it out.

"Oh! I should give you my number!" Jo chimed after taking a shot.

Henry glanced up towards her and raised a pointer finger slightly. "Yes, one moment. I got a message from Chase."

Unbeknownst to him, Hanson peered at Lucas with a knowing look, the latter wide-eyed.

In response, Jo scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Of course, you two would jump to that," she shook her head and smiled to herself.

Just like Chase showed him earlier, Henry swiped at the notification and entered his passcode.

He was right.

He could get used to this.

#Forever #Forever ABC #Forever 2014 #Henry Morgan #Henry Morgan x OC #made some minor changes #my writing #mine

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djgamek1ng · 4 years

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Log Horizon: To Fade Away (OC story) - Prologue

“Snacks prepared. Food prepared. Done with homework for the weekend. I’m all ready for Homesteading the Noosphere! Let’s do this!”, Damon thought to himself. Damon had been looking forward to the expansion since the announcement as he had burned himself out from the game by playing Elder Tale too much. It was also exciting that Erin, his best friend that moved overseas, was also going to play again. She hadn’t been feeling like playing ever since her move to Japan. They were going to level up again and start being a bit more serious in the game, which they before had treated more casually. “Well, only 8 hours to go until the expansion drops for us over here. However, Japan should have it in about an hour so let me go check in with Erin”, he mumbled to himself.

He hopped on his computer and turned it on. Went to Discord and sent Erin a message. “Sup dork, you ready?” he sent her. “>:o” was her first response. He let out a small laugh, knowing what was coming next. “first off, r00d. second, yes i’m ready give me a sec to plug in my headset”, she sent afterwards. “So… you aren’t ready? If you were you wouldn’t have to grab your headset :p” he sent back. “…dang it” was all he got back from her before she hopped into the voice channel he had set up. He put his headset on and hopped into the call as well. “Hey there!”, he said enthusiastically. “You jerk”, she responded with. “What? What did I do wrong?”, he said very obviously feigning innocence. “You called me a dork! Do you not know how rude that is?!”, she said in an offended way, but it was obvious she was joking around. “Alright alright, I won’t ever call you a dork again”, he said “Good, glad to have that clear- “, she said. “…dork”, he under his breath but hard enough so he knew she could hear it. “Ah! Ugh! Ohhhhh, you-!”, she said while pretending to be angry. He laughed and a couple seconds she started laughing as well.

D: But on a more serious note, how are you doing Erin? Still enjoying your time in Japan? E: Yeah! It’s great here! Very nice people, lots of anime and games and such, super good food. I do wish you and the others were here. D: Good to hear, good to hear. Actually, speaking of the others, have you heard anything from the other two? E: (a bit sad) No, I haven’t yet. Hope they don’t miss the launch. We were gonna play together. D: Yeah… I’ll give it like 15 minutes, then I’ll call either of them to see if they are even awake. E: Sure sure. How have you been by the way Damon? Stuff still good over there? D: Well… yeah…ish. It’s about the usual over here, so I guess you can say that it is good” E: Let me guess ‘but it is still the Netherlands’? D: Yeah, that. Like, nothing is terribly bad, but it is still the Netherlands, so nothing is particularly great either. Especially since we will apparently have a heat wave for the summer… ugh. E: (sarcastically) Oh no… a heat wave… such a disaster. D: Oh c’mon! You know how bad I am with the heat! E: Oh, I do, which still makes no sense btw. D: Why? E: Your parents both like the heat. Your sister likes the heat. Anyone in your family, that I have met at least, likes the heat! D: True, but I’ve always been the weird one in the family, so are you really that surprised? E: No… no, I’m not. But still, it is just a bit of heat! It isn’t going to be that bad! D: Hmph. I’m still not happy about it since I’ll be glued to my fan then. E: I mean, better that than not being able to do anything at all. D: Very true.

They went on like this for a while. At 16:17 his time or 23:17 JST, he called his other two friends, Faye and Ren. He called Faye first and she answered. “Hey Faye! Are you still coming for the expansion launch?”, he said. Faye had just woken up after having done a night shift at her job. “Wait, that’s today? What?”, she answered barely having woken up. “Yeah and in 43… nope, 42 minutes the expansion will launch in Japan! Eri and I are waiting for you”, he said. “OH SHIT, IT IS TODAY! I’ll be on in like 10-15 minutes, I’m so sorry!”, she said in a bit of a panic. “No worries no worries, take your time. See you in a bit!”, he said. “See ya!”, she said back before she hung up. Damon looked up and said “ow, my ear” under his breath. He unmuted himself on Discord for a second and said “Faye is coming, she was still asleep. Should be here in 10 to 15 minutes. Calling Ren now!” “Okay!”, Erin said, happy that Faye was coming online. Damon called Ren’s phone. Ren didn’t answer. “Weird”, Damon thought, and he called again. Again, Ren didn’t answer. Damon called a third time, still no answer. He then sent Ren a text. “Sup dude! You still coming? Expansion launches in 35 minutes-ish. Eri, Fae and I will be in Discord if you are looking for us”.

With that Damian put his phone down and put his headset back on. He unmuted himself on Discord. “I’m back”, he said a bit sad. “What’s up?”, Erin responded. “Ren didn’t pick up his phone at all. Called him 3 times, every time went to voicemail. Left him a text message in the hope he’ll come online before the expansion drops”, Damon responded. “Wait, Ren didn’t pick up the phone? As in… Ren, the one who has his phone practically glued to his side?”, Erin said questioningly. “Yeah, I found it weird as well. Well, nothing to do about it, we’ll just have to wait and see if he comes online. Hopefully, he does”, he said. “Yeah, hopefully”, Erin responded. They waited another 10 minutes for Faye to arrive. In the meantime, both Erin and Damon logged into the game. Suddenly, they heard that someone entered the Discord call. “Hi guys!”, Faye said. “Faye! I’m so happy you are here!”, Erin said. “Hey there”, Damon said. “Heh, well you can thank Damon for that. If he hadn’t called, I would’ve slept through the launch for sure”, Faye continued.

E: I guess so. Thank you, Damon. D: No worries, don’t mention it. F: Hey, where is Ren? D: I had called him a couple times, but he didn’t pick up. Shot him a text message as well. F: Hmm… weird. I guess he might be with his girlfriend. D: Wait, he got a SO again? When the heck did this happen? F: You know when his boyfriend broke up with him? D: Yes, I do remember that. F: Two days later. D: What the… F: At some point you stop questioning these things. E: You really do. D: I… I just have no words. The guy gets SOs left and right (laughs) F: Heh. What about you? Any luck finding anyone? All: (silence) F: Damon? Hello? D: What? O-oh, that was for me? I thought you were talking to Erin. F: Yeah, it was for you. Any luck finding a SO? D: U-uh… E: Ooooooh, that staff has some good stats. It’s so expensive though (a bit defeated at the end) D: O-oh, let me take a look at that Erin. F: Dodging my question. Noted. D: I-I don’t know what you are talking about. H-hey Faye, you might want to log on, expansion is dropping in like 20ish minutes. F: Oh, right. Let me go do that. We’ll talk about that more later (sinister undertone) D: Y-yeah, sure. E: Hmm? I’m sorry, I kind of spaced out, what were you two talking about? D: Not- F: Nothing important, don’t worry about it. E: Okay, if you say so Faye!

This went on. With Faye now also logged in, there the three of them were. Damon’s character: Duran, the level 51 Dwarf Templar. Erin’s character: Gaia, the level 54 Elf Cleric. Faye’s character: StarrySky, the level 56 Human Swashbuckler. They went to grab some stuff from the various stores and such to prepare a bit for expansion drop. Then they went to take a screenshot of them all together about 3 minutes before the patch dropped. They took it in front of one of the buildings in Akihabara. Then the final countdown began.

E: Ah! I’m so excited! D: Same here, can’t wait to get my hands on the new stuff! F: It’s definitely going to be quite big and it won’t be for a bit until we can really dive in as well, but it will be fun when we do get to! E&D: Yeah! D: Oh, countdown is starting! EDF: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1! W-what?

All three of them had their screens go jet black and before they could do something, they fell unconscious.

#log horizon #Log Horizon OC #log horizon to fade away

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comic-nerd-dc · 4 years

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Dick Grayson x oc

Uhh I made star fire mean in this one and some sexual references

“And robin, you will take this lovely young lady to her junior prom” moth dude says and shows this annoying blond chick calling him Roby-poo and I stifle a laugh

“And Luominen you will take this young man” he shows us this guy who looks super uncomfortable but he’s actually kinda cute if only he wasnt with the bad guys

“Moth sir, she really doesn’t have to,” he says and I smile

“YES SHE DOES, IT THAT OR THE CITY BURNS” he booms

“One moment please” as we drag Starfire away

“ We can go keep him on end while Star, Cy, BB, and Ray find out what the connection is and save everything,” I say

“And we can keep an eye on each other” robin adds and I smile until star gives in

“Yeah ok well do it,” Robin says

“Ask her!” moth guy says and robin and the video guy start at the same time stop and video guy gets all embarrassed

“Uhh also you should probably know my names Jupitar,” the tv guy says as robin asks kitten is apparently her name

“ see you tonight,” I say and they leave and I pull up the communication device

“Are you guys coming or what?” Cy asks

“We cant star will help you find the connection between these two kid and moth guy ok,” I say and Cy looks confused

“Why aren’t yall coming to help,” Ray asks

“Because Ray we have dates” I smile and robin looks pained

“With each other because, I’ve seen it coming but now isn’t a good time,” BB says and my eyes widen, I’ve always liked Robin, he intelligent, funny, and altogether just hot but he’s never shown any interest in me so I assumed friends was as far as we could go

“BB no bad guys the kids we have to take to prom, and I have to get a dress” I laugh and close the device

“Star go we have the stuff to do” I smile and she flys away I go to change and robin grabs my arm to stop me

“Are you actually happy about this” he accuses

“Look, Rob, I never got to go to my prom, I turned into Luominen and dont get to live my life as s- as me anymore so yeah I’m excited, but he’s not the date I want” I stop after almost revealing myself, I pull my arm and walk away

“I would go get ready if I were you,” I say and finally get to my room, and raid my closet for something ohhhhh this one, I change into the sleeveless red dress I found that accents my curves without looking trashy and it has a slit in the bottom stopping mid-thigh, I do my makeup even though I still have my mask on and curl my hair and put on the heels, I walk to the living room area and think about how I should get there if I should drive or ask robin to take me on the bike I know he will use to get there, no ill just drive, I head to my car when I literally bump into Robin,

“Wow you clean up nice” I smile at him but he doesn’t respond just staring at me I see his eyes go up and down

“Earth to Robin” I wave my hand in front of his face and he shakes his head

“You look wow, uh we should go” he stutters and I smile

“Ohh, I was just leaving I was going to drive but apparently you had other plans” I smile and I can tell he rolled his eyes

“Let’s go” he grabs my hand and leads me to the bike we get on and once we get to the prom a pink limo pulls up

“Ohhhh Roby poo I’m so glad you came as my date to the prom,” the kitten girl says the way to loud wrapping herself around him and then I see Jupiter come around the other side and smile at me

“Hey, wow you look beautiful,” he says and I blush and look down

“Thanks, you dont look to bad yourself” I smile at him

“I'm really sorry about all of this, I never wanted this to happen, I had just mentioned to my sister that I had a minor crush on you and then this happened, I never wanted it to go this way” he smiles and we walk in as robin looks miserable, we get in and I smile,

“Wanna dance, or just look awkward all night,” I ask and he smiles as we go dance

“Why are you being so nice to me,” he asks and I smile

“Well one because your sister is insane, and two because you dont seem to want all of this” I smile as I see a robin and whats her name dance and a small part of me wishes it was me he was with instead until

“Get away from my girl” and the spider dude drops in

“Fang you do care” she squeaks and they kiss

“So we good to go now?” robin asks and she looks at us

“Never, give my brother the night to remember, kiss him or the whole city goes” and I panic as she has the button out, I look at Jupiter and he already has his eyes closed so I suck it up and lean in and close my eyes,

“No” I hear and then I’m kissing him, its actually a really good kiss until I hear a squeak

“That’s the wrong guy you whore” and my eyes snap open to see a robin and we pull away but she clicks the button

“We will talk about that later” I snap and he blushes and we all fight until everyone’s in handcuffs even Jupiter

“What?” he asks and I look at him

“I know you didn't want this but you still went along with it so jail time for you as well,” I say and he looks down but goes willingly

“And this year’s prom queen and king are robin and Luominen” and he looks at me

“I think I have one more dance in me” he smiles and takes my hand

“So what was that,” I ask

“What was what” he pretends to not remember

“Oh I dont know how bout when I went to kiss him you yelled no and jumped in to kiss me instead,” I say

“I uh, was trying to save you and we happened to kiss?” he says as a question

“Uh, huh, so if I went to that prison truck, and kissed him you’d just let me because it was my choice right,” I ask and he nod

“Ok I’m gonna go give him that kiss” I let go of our dance to walk over to him but robins grip on my waist doesn’t allow me to

“Dont, please, why are you so caught up in this anyway,” he asks

“Look robin, I became Luominen at 15, I’m 18 now and I should be having my own prom but because of my powers I can’t even go to school anymore, so I wanted to be normal for tonight, have the dance, and kiss on the dance floor, or at the end of the dance, I wanted my normal night” I look at him and he smiles down at me

“Well I can work that out, I mean you do have a ruggedly handsome superhero here, its a dance floor, I could kiss you,” he says almost shyly

“Robin I can’t do that, because as awkward as it may make this, I’ve always had some feelings for you and if you kissed me again, id fall more for you than I already am, and I know you dont feel that way for me so no,” I say and he lets go of my waist

“Yeah that’s what I thought” and I turned around to walk-off I just decided to walk back to titans tower and was about halfway there when the rain starts pouring down probably my fault as I can create based on my emotions.

“Get on the bike” robin yells but I dont stop walking

“Please Lu just get on the bike” he begs and I look at him

“No, ill walk thanks” I respond

“Please your gonna get sick,” he pulls over and gets off the bike running to me and I dont stop, except when I’m picked up and thrown over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes

“Let me go you asshat” I snap but he just sets me on the bike and gets on and starts driving once we get to the tower, I get off and start to walk inside

“Why are you so mad at me lu, I never even answered you,” he says

“You didn't have to, the way you looked at me the way you instantly let me go, all signs of disgust, dont worry tho I get it, it’s fine but you dont get to act like its normal either anymore, because it’s not and we both know that, and I’m mad because I let myself get there, I let my self fall for you and open up to you knowing you were into Star, knowing I wouldn’t be enough,” I say with tears in my eyes

“I wasnt disgusted honestly you’re beautiful and amazing and anything I could ever want, I was surprised, because here I was falling completely in love with a girl I dont even know her real name, and she took me off guard, also I’m not into Starfire shes just my, friend,” he said and I looked up at him and he kissed me, not the panicked one like before but, slow and hot like he was proving I was the one he wanted when we pulled away

“Sandy” I breathed out

“What” he questions

“My real name,” I say and he smiles, kissing me again but this time he picks me up bridal style bringing me into the tower we are both laughing until we see everyone standing there with pizza and Robin freezes

“Hi guys” I laugh

“Looks like they had their own celebration in mind” Raven laughs and everyone else does but Starfire

“What I do not understand,” she says

“They where probably gonna do the dirty deed, horizontal tango” BB laugh and star looks pissed

“ they would only do that if they were together and they are not together” she snaps

“Uhh yeah actually we are gonna go figure that out, in, my room” Robin rushes out the speeds walks up to his final setting me down

“You never even put me down” I laugh and he blushed

“I panicked ok” he defends

“Oh I bet, at least you picked me up bridal style not another way” I laugh and he smirks

“That was not an invitation” I smile and he fakes a pout

“Oh come onnnnnnnn” he whines and I kiss him

“We do actually need to talk about what we are,” I say and he looked down at me

“What is there to talk about,” he asks

“Are we together, are we not together, are we just messing around that stuff” I add and he smiles pulling me closer as I hadn’t realized I was pacing

“Of course we are together, mine now, and we will definitely be messing around” he winks and I release a sigh of relief and kiss him

“Pardon me the door was open, am I interrupting,” Starfire asks

“No at all, what’s up,” Robin says awkwardly and I mumbled yes under my breath

“Well I felt that before you made her your choice you should know that I also have the romantic feelings for you” she adds and I flop on the bed well it was a nice few minutes while it lasted

“Star that’s sweet, and I’m really sorry but I’m actually really into sa- Luominen,” he says and I punch his shoulder after almost revealing me

“Ouch I didn't” and I smile

“Oh I see, however, am I not prettier than she is, she is not as good as me, so why choose her,” Star asks and I look down, she’s right, how could I ever compare

“What did you say” he snaps and her eyes go wide and I instantly go to stop him

“Robin no it’s fine honestly” I grab his arm but he shakes me off

“Get out,” he says almost to calm

“GET OUT” he yells at her when she doesn’t leave, she then jumps out and he slams the door on her

“Robin what was that, it’s not like shes super wrong,” I ask he doesn’t answer just grabs me and pulls me into a very hard kiss when he finally pulls away I’m hurrying for a breath

“She’s right, you aren’t as good as her, your better, and also its Dick,” he says and my eyes widen

“Really that’s the card your puling now, you want to have sex?” I snap as I pull away from him and he busts out laughing

“Why are you laughing,” I ask confused

“Babygirl, Dick is my name, short for Richard,” he says with a huge smile on his face and I turn red

“I-i'm so, I’m so, I’m so sorry,” I say and he just laughs pulling me into him wrapping his arms around me

“Sandy it’s fine, that was by far the cutest misread of my name ever tho” he smiles and I hide in his chest

“I'm so sorry Dick,” I say again as he laughs

“I'm serious dont be,” he says and I smile up at him again and kiss him when there’s a knock at his door I move away from his death grip on my hips and open it and see BB and raven

“So wanna explain why are Stars crying?” BB asks and I look at him and roll my eyes

“Because she was being rude, she literally came in and asked me to choose her and when I did she said she was better than Lu, rudely so I told her to get out and when she didn't I yelled get out” Dick comes up behind me saying that and I nod

“Fair enough,” Raven says going to walk away but BB grabs her arm

“ you need to apologize to her” BB demands

“Ok ill go talk to her,” I say and then I’m wrapped in chains so I look at the raven

“Me or you?” I ask and she laughs

“You” I nod

“I guess I won’t be going to apologize, and you can’t get mad because I dont have complete control over this,” I say as BB looked pissed

“You done here?” Dick asks and BB looks surprised as the door closed in his face a few minutes later I’m able to get out of the chains, my powers allow me to create things according to my emotions, so the rain was when I was sad but the rain didn't go away when I was happy again, it was apart of the weather then, the chains were now physical things because I felt trapped

“ you didn't get your dream prom but would you like that final dance and kiss?” Dick asks and I smile at him and nod and he spins me around as we dance in our soaked clothes and dance around his room until we are both tired and in the last moment he kisses me

“ I think I’m completely in love with you,” he says and I smile looking up at him

“I think I’m completely in love with you as well!” and kiss him again that night!

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Picture of Love | 04

Pairing: Photographer!Hoseok x OC x Producer!Yoongi

Genre/Warnings: Hoseok AU/Yoongi AU/Includes strong language.

Words: 3,598

Summary: Charlotte Galloway is the leader of the up and coming girl band, “She-Bang”, with a side hustle as a photographer for anyone who will hire her. She meets a fellow professional photographer named Jung Hoseok who helps “She-Bang” realize their dreams and Charlotte to make a love connection along the way.

I walk back to my hotel room with only thoughts of J-Hope for the third time time this week, which meant I had that stupid ass grin on my face while stumbling down the halls of the sixth floor. I held the key card up to the lock on the door and walk in, in the hopes of hitting my bed headfirst. I was surprised to see my band members, Darren and Kyle sitting on the beds in Leyah's and my shared bedroom. They each stop talking and whip their heads in my direction as soon as I walk in.

"Oh. Hey...Everyone. What's up?" I say awkwardly, making my way to my bed that Carrie and Vicky are already sat on. Leyah, Darren and Kyle are perched on Leyah's bed. Vicky begins to speak.

"Uh, nothing. We were just talking about-"

"Where were you?" Darren cuts her off monotonously. "O-kay..." Vicky says to no one in particular. Carrie proceeds to rub Vicky's back in comfort.

"Why?" I question defensively, my bubbly, good mood ruined. Leyah groans as if she can already see where this is going, but doesn't comment.

"Well, you just left the group all of a sudden and we were worried." Darren looks me in the eye, raising his voice slightly. My face scrunches up in confusion and disbelief. Even if the group hadn't known where I was, Darren certainly could have told them, he saw me leave after all. I decide to leave that part out in my response.

"It wouldn't be the first time I 'left the group' Darren." I say using air quotes. "It's no big deal."

Darren's eyes go wide with accusation. "Yeah, but it's different this time because-" He stops himself. Leyah spares him a brief apologetic glance from the side. Kyle mirrors this expression.

"Because what?!" I urge, getting impatient.

"Ugh! Because you left with that strange guy!" He shouts. My shoulders slumped in disappointment.

Are you kidding me?

"Is that what this is about?" I nearly whisper, still trying to wrap my head around this situation.

"Yes--No!" Darren stumbled. His breathing picked up noticeably. "I just don't-"

"What Darren means to say is the band is a little bothered that you skipped out on us, especially when some hotshot photographer approached us and our leader wasn't there and Darren is pissed for God knows why." Leyah explained in one breath, which didn't seem to phase her.

Well, now I understand the intervention like setting, but that doesn't explain Darren's resentment.

Back up.

"So wait. A photographer approached you?" I said, wanting to get to the bottom of this and avoid another one of Darren's outbursts.

"Yeah." Leyah continued. "Offered to make those posters and pics for our website we been wantin' so bad. Also talked a big game about getting us in touch with some 'important people'." She explains with heavy lidded eyes and air quotes.

Oh wow. This could be great. A push in the right direction without the help of Evan whatsoever. I originally took "official" photos of the group and posted them to our website, but I'm no professional and this could benefit us in a variety of ways, especially if they get us in touch with these 'important people'.

"Well. Did he sell you? Did you all like him?" I look around at my members for confirmation, avoiding eye contact with Darren.

Leyah nods. "We exchanged information. By that I mean I gave him your number." She spoke in her usual monotonous drawl. I can't tell how she feels about the situation.

I sigh. "Well, that's good. I'm glad...Um. I'm sorry I wasn't there guys. Really." I say trying to get back on their good side, but I noticed the only face that was actually bothered was Darren's.

"It's okay Char, I handled it. Plus you couldn't have known." Forgiveness actually seeping into her tone, but she glared in Darren's direction while she spoke.

Ohhhhh-kay.

"And that's why you're second in command." I replied happily. She looks away form Darren to salute me causing the girls and I to laugh lightly. "So...Are we cool?" I look at the girls with hopeful eyes.

"Yeah."

"Sure."

"Of course."

"Okay. Cool. I'm gonna get ready for be-" Before I could finish, Darren exasperatingly made his way out of the hotel room, slamming the door for good measure. Kyle stands from the bed instinctively, but doesn't move to follow him.

"What. The. Fuck. Is his problem?" I don't bother to control my volume, being utterly shocked by Darren's behavior.

"I don't know. I'm going to bed. Night." Leyah sighs and goes to lie down and browse on her laptop. Kyle moves closer to the door and out of her way. "Night I guess." I say.

"Oh and Char?" Leyah turns to me. "Don't let him get to you okay?" Her eyes were serious. They were sympathetic, but they sent a warning. I just nod absentmindedly, not being able to tell if she was talking about Darren or J-Hope. Or both.

Kyle hesitates in front of the door before locking eyes with me. "I'm glad you're okay Char."

"Thank you."

"Goodnight everyone." He leaves silently, unlike his furious best friend next door.

"Night guys." Says Vicky as she moves into the family room and Carrie, surprisingly, follows her. "Night." I change and take off my makeup, change into my pj's, slide into bed and check my phone before going to sleep. I saw a heap of messages and missed calls from my band mates, Darren and Kyle.

Okay now I feel a little guilty. Maybe just wandering off was a bit much. But it was kind of worth it.

I see a text from J-Hope and my face immediately lights up.

J-Hope: Hey. I know I walked you to your hotel, but I just wanted to make sure you got up to your room okay.

Me: That has to be the lamest excuse a guy has ever made up to talk to me. *laughing face emoji*

J-Hope: I know lol, but it took me 15 minutes to come up with, gimme some credit. *crying face emoji*

J-Hope: Also is it working? *winking face emoji*

I laugh out loud and try to control my volume when Leyah whips her head at me because I startled her. "Sorry." She nods and continues her browsing.

Me: OK, good job J-Hope. I'm fine and maybe. Did you get in okay?

J-Hope: Yup not to long ago. Now I can sleep soundly, knowing you're okay.

I literally have to roll my eyes, but I end up smiling like an imbecile.

Me: You're so lame...But thank you for caring.

J-Hope: No problem. Hopefully when we do this again I can do more than just see you off and text you if you're alright. *winking face emoji*

I could just hear the vibrations of his deep voice as if he were standing in front of me right now.

God the devil is tempting me again.

"Don't let him get to you."

What can I do? Do I flirt back or do I let him down easy? There is no easy, we are in too deep. But Leyah's words and the promise we made with Carrie and Vicky a year and a half ago kept echoing in my head. The promise we made never to get involved in relationships or romance.

"Love is just a distraction." I said to them with a bitter bite to my voice. We sat in a circle on the living room floor of Leyah's parent's house. Carrie and Vicky came here because it's where we would rehearse, I came here because it's where I stayed.

We had just been enjoying a romantic movie after a successful rehearsal when I began to get emotional and start crying. Memories of my previous relationship haunting me the longer I watched this couple on the screen interact.

The girls, of course, comforted me and I ended up telling them my whole life story, the parts I hadn't already shared with them.

"It distracts you from your goals and being all that you can be. It makes you weak. We are not weak." The girls look at me like I'm an anomaly they have to figure out even though they've already known me for seven months. "We will be successful...right?" I look around to see thoughtful eyes and caring expressions. I could tell they took what I said to heart. They each started to nod one by one. Leyah reaches for my hand and mine latches around her's for strength. I can feel more tears begin to fall. "We will be successful Char. Thank you." She said, her eyes never leaving mine. I nod once.

"Let's make a promise from here on out. That we will not get mixed up in silly relationships or romance until we are where we belong. At the top." I say strongly. You wouldn't be able to tell I had been crying if it weren't for the tears streaks on my face.

The girls think it over. "I'm down. Promise." Leyah says first, smiling me. It gave me immense comfort seeing as she doesn't do it often. "Yeah, I guess that's fine." Vicky piped up. "As long as I can still have sex, you got yourself a promise Char." She chuckles. We all turn to Carrie. "Well, I've never really been in relationship anyway so...sure. I promise."

"Don't let him get to you." I whisper to myself. He already has. But I really don't want to let my girls down or make them feel like I'm going back on my word. I could tell him I'm not looking for a relationship right now and tell him to wait for me.

This man does not wait! He's off meettin' bitches in Dubai! Men like J-Hope, with so much to offer, don't wait, they take what they want. They either settle down or move on to the next.

Are we ready for that? To be a one man woman again and try the romance thing one more time? I know I haven't laughed the way I laughed tonight in an incredibly long time and J-Hope was the reason for that. He made me feel wanted and happy and appreciated. Shit I sound like air supply again.

But the fact that all of that can be felt on one not-date is remarkable to me. It took me five months to completely warm up to my last boyfriend, the shithead, and J-Hope managed to crack the code after three days for Christ's sake. I mean if J-Hope had leaned in any closer before he played the shit out of me and walked away, I 105% would have let him kiss me. God help me.

Maybe this is a sign that I should probably try again. Maybe I don't have to be so afraid of love anymore.

I just thought that word...and didn't cringe. Progress.

I was just a shell of a girl back then. Not knowing which way was up, just that I would get there. I had my heart torn apart and shredded and wanted nothing to do with bonding with new people or creating relationships in the slightest. So I didn't let anyone in for two years, had meaningless sex to fill the void, drank myself blind and wrote depressing songs to expel the painful thoughts.

But now...what was the point? It's been two years. Do I really want to be alone for the rest of my life? Can I force my friends to make the same sacrifices I did? I should never have done that to them, it wasn't right. I just hope they can forgive me for what I'm about to get myself into.

J-Hope: No problem. Hopefully when we do this again I can do more than just see you off and text you if you're alright. *winking face emoji*

Me: What if I told you there might be a strong possibility of that happening?

J-Hope texts back immediately.

J-Hope: I'd say what are you doing this Saturday? I snicker at his reply gaining a suspicious look from Leyah.

Me: I don't know. You wanna decide for me?

J-Hope: Yes please. *smiley face emoji* How about dinner and drinks? Gary Danko?

Dinner and drinks? At Gary Danko?! That's like a five star restaurant! I should have known he had this kind of money. I do a little squeal causing Leyah to turn to me once again. "Char please. Silence is key." Silence is the enemy.

"I'm sorry." I say and reply to J-Hope.

Me: That sounds great actually.

J-Hope: Great. I look forward to it.

Me: Me too. Goodnight J-Hope.

J-Hope: Didn't we do this already? *crying laughing emoji* OH god here we go.

Me: Yeah except this time I don't look like an idiot. *flat line mouth emoji*

J-Hope: You're the cutest idiot I've ever seen. I roll my eyes and let out a giggle. Fuck you Jung Hoseok.

Me: Goodnight J-Hope.

J-Hope: Goodnight Charlotte.

Lord what did I get myself into?

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I wake up the next morning knowing I had nothing in particular to do today.

Should I even leave the bed? Yes. I get up and get ready for the day, whatever it may bring. I get dressed and lounge on my bed once again, scrolling through social media on my phone. Our fans left some nice comments on different outlets.

Should I text J-Hope? I toss the question around in my head and decide that it wouldn't be smart. I already allowed him to get an idea of how I feel about him, I don't want to text him 24/7 and seem desperate. Maybe I'll make him wait until the weekend. That'll teach him for playing me.

But I hate not having anything to do, I need to stay busy. I can't just sit here and wait for my band mates to pester me about why I wandered off last night and tease me about where I was. I respond to a few fans online, then I grab my wallet, phone and camera and head for the door not knowing where I was going.

But when I open the door I'm met with Darren preparing to knock on the door, fist mid knock. He's almost as dumbfounded as I am when we face each other each other. "Uh, hey." He said in a low, unsure tone. His fist reaches up to the back of his neck and scratches nervously.

"Good morning." I reply strongly. "Excuse me." I say moving out of the room and trying to avoid this conversation. He moves further into my path and I glare up at him quizzically.

"Actually can we talk?" No. "Yeah, sure." I sigh. "They're sleeping, let's go somewhere." I move out and close the door behind me. "Okay. Where to?" He asks following me down the hallway to the elevator. "I don't know. You wanna get a drink?" We step into the elevator once it arrives.

"It's a bit early to be drinking Char." He drones in a judgmental but sarcastic tone.

He's not wrong, but-

"I meant like Starbucks genius."

"Oh! Sorry." Darren let's out a laugh and I follow suit. At least it's not as awkward in here with just the two of us now.

"But yeah that sounds good." Darren says looking down at me, meeting my eyes finally. I smile softly at him in turn and look away. We silently walk two blocks to a cafe near the hotel. We order separately because Darren knows my policies on letting other people pay for me. We sit with our orders and take a few sips each before Darren clears his throat.

"So I wanted to apologize." I just raise my eyebrows and nod once, gesturing for him to continue. "I'm sorry about last night. I acted out of turn and you didn't deserve that." I nodded not really knowing how to respond. Darren was behaving like a child last night and it wasn't appreciated, but he's usually a hot head and I wasn't expecting something like this.

"Um. It's okay, I guess." I left it there, not wanting to get into the actual dispute, knowing where the conversation would go.

"Good, I just-" Oh no. "Like I said, I was just worried because you walked away with that-that guy." He said the last word in disgust. Let's get this over with.

"I did apologize to the girls for that." He makes a face that suggest I might be mistaken about the topic of discussion. "I wasn't talking about-"

"Lemme finish, yeah?" Don't let him bring it up.

He pauses and nods and sits back in his seat. "I have to apologize to you as well. I'm sorry I ditched you guys at the concert last night and it won't happen again." He nods, still obviously bothered by something.

"I appreciate that, really." He says thoughtfully. "Of course." I take a sip of my coffee. Can I go now?

We sat in silence for a few moments when Darren opens his whore mouth.

"So are you dating the dude?" Fuck.

He looks at me hesitantly, like he was afraid of my answer. I would like to be, yes.

"No. Uh. He's just a friend. Why?" "Well you don't have many friends." "Well he's one of them." "Okay." We go back and forth.

He becomes flustered all of a sudden. He clears his throat and fiddles with his napkin on the table. At this moment I can see J-Hope enter the cafe looking from side to side. Is he sure he's not stalking me?

Should I call him over to get me out of this mess? Would that make matters worse? I mean we have to deal with Darren sometime anyway. We've been skirting around this for so long now. The fact that we were obviously attracted to each other. If Darren asked me to sleep with him a week ago and any time before that I would have obliged, but I'm starting to think Darren has something more serious in mind than a one night stand because of the way he's acted these past couple of weeks. And I've decided to give J-Hope a chance so that's been put on hold.

"Uh, I was wondering, since you're single, uh, I'm single, ha..." I'm cringing please help. Send help!

"And I know you don't date, but...is there any possibility that, uh, maybe w-we-"

"Charlotte!" Thank you God.

J-Hope ended up being my savior anyway. A sign?

J-Hope bounds over to me excitedly. He rests his hand on my shoulder. "Hey Char! We just keep meeting each other like this. Oh I'm sorry, I'm J-Hope, hello." He says turning to Darren and holding out his hand. Darren openly glares at J-Hope, but takes his hand. The knuckles on J-Hope's hand go almost white and he winces from the intensity of the handshake.

J-Hope frees himself from Daren's grip and I send Darren daggers with my eyes.

"J-Hope, this is my friend Darren. Sorry about him, he's had a tragic day so far." I say emoting contempt in Darren's direction.

"Yeah, it's uh, nice to meet you." J-Hope muttered composing himself. "I remember you from the blues hall." J-Hope quickly pointed at Darren at his epiphany. "Likewise." Darren interrupts his glare at J-Hope to send a suggestive glance at me. I can practically hear the gears turning in J-Hope's head judging by his expression. He keeps looking back and forth between Darren and I and I can see a look of regret on his face, probably for intruding on this 'moment' between Darren and I.

No no no no no no!

"Okaaayyyy. I'm gonna go now. It was nice meeting you Darren and nice seeing you again Charlotte--Oh! We're still on for Saturday right?"

Fuck me gently with a chainsaw.

Darren's eye brows touch the ceiling and his eyes go wide. J-Hope is turned away from Darren and thankfully cannot see this. "Uh--Yes. Yes we are...yup." I say looking down at the table. "Okay. See you then. Bye guys." He walks away to get his coffee leaving me in this shit stain of a predicament. I watch him exit as Darren watches his own fiddling fingers.

"Just friends huh?" He grunts with a sick to his stomach look on his face.

Hold the fuck up! He's mad at me again?!

"Hold on! That's none of your business anyway! I don't have to prove myself to you!" I say raising my voice, blinded too much by anger to remember we were in public.

"I just don't understand-!" He shouts back. Darren's volume matches mine, but he stops himself, huffs out a huge breath I didn't know he was holding and plops his hands down on the table loudly.

"You're right Char." He says calmly. "I fucking know." I say still full of adrenaline. Darren let's out a bitter chuckle. What the fuck?

"I'm just gonna go. See ya later." He takes his coffee and leaves the shop.

Well shit. We came here together, now I have to sit here with this crowd who just witnessed my public 'domestic argument'. Plus he looks pissed and a little hurt. I have to fix this somehow before things get awkward. But I also don't feel like making even more of a scene than we already did by following him. I also just don't feel like doing this.

#j-hope fanfic #suga fanfic #junghoseok #minyoongi #bts #btsfanfiction #AMBW #humour #kpop #sugardaddyj-hope

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novicewriterblog-blog · 5 years

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The Lies and Truths of the RFA

This is my first story, so sorry if it’s not the greatest but I just loved this idea that I came up with.This story is told thru the chat and app of the RFA, which will include the chatroom, phone calls, and private messages of our leading lady Katelyn Cage. The story also includes some oc’s that I’ve come up with to spice things up.

Katelyn “Lynn” Cage has recently joined the RFA after an incident that lead her to help out the members in time of crisis. The story follows the months after the incident and we get to see how Lynn is adjusting to her new found friends. Is she ready to tell them the truth about what really happened that day? Or will she let the secret live on despite the oncoming threat?

Chapter One: Start of a Normal Day

NEW CHATROOM: Lynn, 707

*Lynn has entered the chatroom*

*707 has entered the chatroom*

Lynn: Oh hey.

707: Heyyyyyy

707: weird seeing you on here so late

707: lololol

Lynn: Yeah I couldn’t sleep so I came to see if anyone is on.

707: lucky for you God Seven is here to help

Lynn: Gee I’m so thrilled *deadpan*

Lynn: lololol

707: AGH! GOD SEVEN IS HURT

707: I HAVE HIT CRITICAL DAMAGE!!!

Lynn: *rolls eyes* Stop being dramatic.

707: lolol

707: dramatic is my middle name

Lynn: Maybe you should hang out with Zen less.

Lynn: He seems to be rubbing off on you.

Lynn: lolol

707: Aghhhh you have hurt me again!!!

Lynn: I’m pretty sure that’s a bigger dig to Zen lol

707: lolol

707: How come you couldnt sleep?

Lynn: I could ask you the same thing.

707: huh??

Lynn: Well your also up at 3am

Lynn: So that also must mean you can’t sleep either

707: Nopeeee

707: God Seven doesn’t need sleep when he is working none stop.

Lynn: Wait your working on something?

Lynn: What are you working on so late?

707: My lips are sealed Ms. Lynn

707: I’m just thrilled that for once you weren’t right

707: Woohoo!!! One point for God Seven

Lynn: Yeah like Seven- 1 and Moi- 100000

707: *sad face*

Lynn: lolol

Lynn: got a lot of catching up to do

707: Since I’m working what is “Ms. I know it all” doing up so late

Lynn: lol on that name

Lynn: But I told you, I just can’t go back to bed.

Lynn: I woke up and couldn’t fall back asleep.

707: God Seven has a sneaking suspicion that there is more to this???

Lynn: Well as Ms. I know it all I can assure you nothing is going on

Lynn: Now then why don’t you tell me what you’re working on if we are trying to spill secrets.

707: Nope my lips are sealed

Lynn: Fine then your new name is now Mr. Mystery if we are giving out names

707: ohhhhh how about Mr. Mysterious instead

707: it sounds a lot cooler

Lynn: Nope!

Lynn: Your new name from now until you die is Mr. Mysteryyyy

707: NOOOOO

Lynn: lolol

Lynn: Even changing it in my phone.

707: MR. MYSTERY BACK DOWN TO CRITICAL DAMAGE!!

Lynn: You’re so childish lolol

707: I can be more childish then!!

Lynn: ?? Seven what do you mean

Lynn: Seven????

707: lol just wait and seeeeee lololol

Ms. KnowItAll: What-

Ms. KnowItAll: Omg!! Seven change it back!!

707: Nope lololol

707: It’s a perfect fit lol

Ms. KnowItAll: Seven! I swear change it back!!!!

707: looks like I have to go!!!

707: Duty calls!!!

707: See ya ;)

*707 has left the chatroom*

Ms. KnowItAll: Seven wait!!!

Ms. KnowItAll: Ugh…..

*Ms. KnowItAll has left the chatroom*

NEW CHATROOM: Christina, Jaehee

*Christina has entered the chatroom*

*Jaehee has entered the chatroom*

Christina: Morning, Jaehee!!!

Jaehee: Good morning Christina. Have you’ve seen Mr. Han this morning?

Christina: I just got off the phone with him. Did you need him for anything?

Jaehee: Well he’s running late for a meeting and he wasn’t answering my calls.

Christina: Sorry!! That was my fault we talked longer than we thought! I’ll make sure hes on his way for you!!

Jaehee: It is fine and thank you.

Christina: Omgggg

Christina: I just read last night’s log and those two are so cuteeeeee

Jaehee: I guess. Though it was really rude of him to change her name and then leave.

Christina: Yea… but they seem really cute when they are together!!

Jaehee: Can’t imagine anyone being able to put up with Seven’s antics

Jaehee: I wonder what Seven was working on though that late?

Christina: Idk probably something for his job or whatever that he forgot to do

*Ms. KnowItAll has entered the chatroom*

Ms. KnowItAll: …. I’m going to murder himmmm

Christina: Lololol Think it’s very fitting

Ms. KnowItAll: CHRIS!!!!

Christina: Okay, okay lolol

Jaehee: Good morning Lynn, I see you had a restless night I hope you got some rest.

Ms. KnowItAll: Morning! And I did get some thanks!

Ms. KnowItAll: Had to plan my revenge before I went to sleep though

Jaehee: Revenge??

Christina: Lynn what are you planning??

Ms. KnowItAll: Just wait and see…

*Mr. Mystery has entered the chatroom*

Mr. Mystery: WHAT IS THIS

Mr. Mystery: SOMEONE HAS HACKED GOD 707

Mr. Mystery: LYNN HOW COULD YOU!!

Jaehee: Oh god…. I thought I was going to have a good morning

Christina: Cheer up, Jaehee!!

Ms. KnowItAll: Lolol

Mr. Mystery: Change it back *sadface*

Ms. KnowItAll: Eh no?!?! Not till you change mine back!

*Saeran has entered the chatroom*

Saeran: … jeez

Mr. Mystery: Saeran!!!!! Look what Lynn did!!

Ms. KnowItAll: lolol leave my accomplice alone!!!!

Mr. Mystery: Accomplice??!

Mr. Mystery: Saeran how could you!!!

Saeran: I’m not dealing with you two…

*Saeran has left the chatroom*

Jaehee: I have no idea how he can put up with Seven every day.

Christina: I feel bad for him.

Christina: Before you two dorks battle this out

Christina: Seven have you’ve heard from V?

Mr. Mystery: Eh No? How come you want to know?\

Christina: Well we’re trying to plan another party and need his confirmation??

Jaehee: It is weird that he hasn’t reached out to anyone in the past month.

Christina: I don’t think even Jumin has been able to reach him.

Mr. Mystery: No need to worry! He told me he would be back by the end of the month

Ms. KnowItAll: Thought you said you haven’t talked to him?

Mr. Mystery: eh

Mr. Mystery: lolol

Mr. Mystery: I forgot we talked last week

Jaehee: Well that’s good news.

Christina: Yea! That means we can move forward with the next party!

Ms. KnowItAll: Yea…

Mr. Mystery: Yep

Mr. Mystery: Anywayyyyy

Mr. Mystery: You outsmarted me Ms. Lynn and got my own brother to betray me so ill give you your name back lolol

Lynn: yaaayyyy lol

Lynn: I let Saeran decide if he wants to change it back XD

Mr. Mystery: Noooooo

Christina: Awwww you two are so adorable!!!!

Jaehee: You two seem to make such the odd pair

Lynn: What’s that supposed to mean????

Christina: Uh… your hopeless

Mr. Mystery: … Anywayyy I gotta go back to the world of 1s and 0s!!

Mr. Mystery: Farewelll!!

*Mr. Mystery has left the chatroom*

Jaehee: I have no idea how he has so much energy

Christina: Yea but I’m glad we can have the next party soon!!

Lynn: Yea just have to wait for V to get back from wherever he is at

Jaehee: Well I must get back to work

Christina: Oh! Jumin should be there in like 10 mins!!

Jaehee: Thank you Christina!!

Lynn: See yaaaaaa

Jaehee: Good bye.

*Jaehee has left the chatroom*

Lynn: Seems like you and Jumin are getting closeeeeee

Christina: Lynn!!!

Lynn: Omggg

Lynn: So when is the wedding? XXDDD

Christina: Lynn!! Stop it!!

Lynn: Okay, okay lolol

Lynn: What are you doing today

Christina: Working on some of the clothing for the fashion show and photoshoot next week

Lynn: ooooooh sounds exciting!

Lynn: Can’t wait to see it

Christina: Yea about the photoshoot…. :)

Lynn: …. What do you want?

Christina: Well I was wondering… if you could be the model for the clothes?

Lynn: Chris!

Christina: I know you don’t like doing stuff like this but you would be perfect!!

Lynn: Chris you don’t have to have me to do any of this. You could hire an actual model.

Christina: Yea but I trust you more and I know everything will look amazing on you!!

Christina: Pleaseeeeee

Christina: For your bestest friend *pleading face*

Lynn: ugh…. Fine

Christina: Omg yaaayy

Lynn: But just this once!!

Christina: Yea okay… Omg I can’t wait!!!

Christina: I’ll let you know the time and place by tonight!!

Lynn: Okay, but I mean it Christina just this once!!

Christina: mmhmm

Christina: Well I gotta go

Christina: See yaa

Lynn: Bye, Chris

*Christina has left the chatroom*

*Lynn has left the chatroom*

#mystic messenger #saeyoung choi #707 #saeran choi #jumin han #jaehee kang #zen #mysme zen #seven #jumin x oc #saeyoung x oc #yoosung kim #oc

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La Pomme ~ Chapter 13

Pairing: Sam x OC (eventual Dean x OC and Dean x Castiel. And I mean eventual.)

Series summary: George is a casual French-Mistake-universe Supernatural fan living in no-COVID 2020, who's life is upended when she's suddenly launched between realities, two years into the boys' past (S13E22). What begins as an insane, immersive fan experience turns into more when Jack goes missing and George offers up her AU information to help track him down. Soon it's discovered that she and Sam may actually have history. But that's impossible, right?

Word Count: 3,800

Warnings: {smut, fluff, angst, show level violence, swearing, mentions of suicide} ***Detailed warnings will be tagged for specific chapters.

A/N: Following the events of my prequel Paradise and second story From My Eyes Off. Reading those first gives context but isn’t necessary to start this one.

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Early the next morning, they'd all gotten outta bed a little sluggish but showered and dressed quickly. George was moving extra slow because what little sleep she did get had been plagued by nightmares. Typically she could remember even the smallest details of her incredibly vivid dreams for hours after she awoke, but this time the only thing she could focus on was a lingering sense of panic, like she was being hunted by something dangerous.

The exhaustion ended up being a blessing, though, because Sam and George were both too tired to be awkward around each other while they got ready. As he showered, George dressed in her new clothes; the dark bootcut jeans, maroon v-neck long sleeved tee, and Friends hoodie. She gave a little knock on the bathroom door to let Sam know that the coast was clear, before sitting down to slip on her new black tennis shoes.

He emerged a few moments later dressed in a dark blue and white flannel and dark blue jeans, his wet hair slicked back and out of his face. That damn sexy beard was still there, too; still wet from the shower.

Oh my. Her eyes went wide, feeling the temperature in the room skyrocket. Sam must have caught her reaction because he looked down at himself curiously.

"What?" He wondered.

"Er--nothing! Sorry." She mumbled, quickly turning away to hide her smirk.

That's all the caffeine my libido needed.

While she fanned herself discreetly, she gathered up her things. Once she was sure she had everything--including the teddy--Sam threw on his chocolate brown jacket and they left the room, meeting up with Dean and Cas at the car. Everyone was ready to hit the road by sunrise.

They stopped at the Carrier Bistro, another Carson City gem, for a quick breakfast because Sam and George were starving. Matching their car seating arrangements, Dean and Sam sat on one side of the booth, Cas and George sat across from them. Castiel got water, George got iced tea, a waffle, and a side of eggs, Sam got an egg white omelet, and Dean, who'd already eaten nearly half the pie George bought for him, ordered some toast and a side of bacon (because a little grease is the perfect thing to top off a ton of sugar in the morning). Both brothers also ordered 'the world's largest coffee or the next best thing.'

When the waiter left, George filled them in on her adventures the night before.

"Once I left you guys, I tried taking the cab to my mom's house but no one was there. The house didn't even look the same, but I know it was the right address. Same thing for my dad's house, the house I grew up in across town, and the condo my brother recently bought. They all looked different and no one I recognized was there. So, I decided to try researching my family to see if I could track down where they were and that's when I found that." She gestured at the article she'd found about the house fire that was set on the table between them.

"That's why you went to the college?" Dean confirmed.

George seemed surprised, "Yea… how did yo-"

"It's what we do," He responded coolly, taking a sip of his coffee when the waiter dropped their drinks off.

"We tracked you down through the cab company," Sam reminded her. After a beat she remembered him mentioning it the night before, nodding affirmatively.

"Ran into Stacey," Dean interjected with a smirk, George's eyes went a little wide in surprise. "She was helpful, pointed us in the direction of the diner. But-uh, she asked us to pass on a message." He took a sip of his coffee, shooting eyes at Sam.

A faint blush creeped onto her cheeks and she chuckled nervously, avoiding Sam's gaze, "Oh?"

Sam cleared his throat nervously, "Uh, yea, she just wanted us to tell you to, uh, lose her number?" He tried to seem nonchalant and uninterested. Dean was grinning from ear to ear, staring with open curiosity at her.

Her expression was a cross between indignation and guilt as she asked, "What?! Why? What did you say to her?"

Sam looked pointedly at Dean, who was now trying to look innocent and answered, "Nothing! We said we were trying to find a missing person whose boyfriend wa-"

"You told her I have a boyfriend?! Ugh, Dean!" George laughed and rolled her eyes. The three of them were looking at her expectantly, so she explained, "Without a student ID they weren't going to let me in, so… I had to find another way," She batted her eyelashes exaggeratedly at them.

"So, what, you blinked at her?" Dean chuckled at his own joke as she reached across the table to slap his arm.

"No, I used the only resources I had at my disposal," She clarified pointedly. When they still seemed confused, she sat up straight and pushed her chest out with a clearing of her throat.

"Oohhh, I see! Your resources. Got it," Dean gave her an exaggerated wink and took another drink of his coffee.

"Yea! And now you've told her I have a boyfriend and she thinks I'm an asshole!"

"I got the impression she just thought you were confused," Dean offered helpfully.

"Oh my god! Damn it, Dean!" George laughed in annoyance.

"Why does it matter?" He laughed indignantly right back. "Were you planning on pursuing that? I think I saw a payphone back in Reno if you'd like us to drop you off on our way to Jack."

George 'grr'ed at him and shook her head, "That's not the point! I am not confused about my sexuality and I don't cheat on my partners, which--thanks to you--is now what Stacey thinks! Not exactly the kind of thing I want becoming canon."

"Relax, flirting isn't cheating," Dean waved her off flippantly.

George's nostrils flared and she smiled condescendingly, "Well, thanks for warning me about your standards, but I'm not talking about the flirting." Sam snorted loudly and tried not to laugh, clearing his throat exaggeratedly when Dean gave him a dirty look. Having paused to hold back her own laughter, she explained, "I… sort of flashed her in order to get login credentials to use the computer."

Sam and Dean jumped in surprise as the waiter walked up at that moment, dropped their food, and refilled the coffee swiftly. George, sweet smile plastered on her face, buttered and syruped her waffle in silence. Castiel seemed to be calculating the ramifications of that statement, Sam was blushing, and Dean was stunned to silence. Cutting a piece, she nodded affirmatively and then took a bite, chewing with a big, closed mouthed grin as they all processed.

"Ohhhhh! You used your resources," Dean finally said slowly and with great emphasis. Then he nodded slowly in appreciation, "Not bad," he stamped his approval before shoveling a bacon into his mouth. George blushed a bit but smiled again with a small eye roll, before tipping an imaginary hat at him. She glanced at Sam briefly to gauge his reaction, before taking another bite. His expression was indiscernible, but he looked more curious than disgusted, so that was promising.

Castiel waited for them to eat a few bites in awkward, contemplative silence before asking curiously, "You 'flashed her' what? Do you have a fake badge of some kind?"

Sam choked on his omelet and Dean snorted into his coffee. Laughing nervously, George glanced between them, suddenly seeming slightly embarrassed about the situation for the first time. Having done it was one thing, having to describe it was another.

Looking back at Castiel she answered, "Flashing is uh,... it's when you… you just kind of, you just, you lift your shirt up for a minute. Or whatever."

Castiel didn't understand, "You lift your shirt 'up?' Up where? Why is that a form of currency suitable for trade?"

It had been her literal job for the past 10 years to educate and communicate on sex, but being questioned by an angel was like going to confession on steroids. Even though his tone was purely curious, she felt inexplicably judged. And she was agnostic!

She thought about it for a moment, noting the total lack of assist from the still recovering brothers across the table and finally just stated matter of factly, "Oh fuck it, I lifted my shirt over my chest and showed her what was underneath." When he still looked confused, she clarified further, "My breasts, Castiel. I showed her my breasts. That's what flashing is. And in exchange for letting her look at my breasts, she logged me into a computer. There."

Dean took another bite of bacon to stifle his laughter after asking, "Curious, if you wanted that 'becoming canon?'" George flipped him the bird before stealing one bacon as retribution.

Castiel seemed to understand the explanation but asked, "How did you know she was interested in seeing your breasts?"

George snorted, patting his arm patronizingly, and ever-so-humbly saying, "Uh, let's just say I had a hunch," then glanced again at the brothers who both shook their heads in amusement.

Sam cleared his throat and finally found his voice again, "I think what Cas means is, ho-how did you know she was… interested in-in your chest-" Sam stuttered, glancing at Dean who snickered, "Er, I mean, not like that! I meant-"

"You meant, how did I know she was gay?" George clarified kindly, to which Sam nodded in thanks. She shrugged, "Well, I didn't for sure, but queer people can usually sense our friends." She gave Dean a discreet smirk and once over before continuing, "Based on that, and some of her more apparent interests, I took a shot. Not the worst experience, all things considered; certainly lucked out that she was cute and friendly."

No one was quite sure how to respond until Dean commented with a mouth full of toast, "I guess she was cute, if you like girls with heavy theatre makeup."

George furrowed her brow, "What? She wasn't wearing that much makeup."

"I guess that's subjective; all that pink blush everywhere was too much for my taste," He shook his head with a shrug.

George and Sam shared an annoyed eye roll and he corrected quickly, "Dean, that wasn't makeup. She had vitiligo."

"Viti-what-o?"

George swatted at him again, "Vitiligo, loser! It's a condition where you lose skin color in patches because the pigmentation cells die."

"Oh," Dean said, intrigued. He thought about it for a minute and then said, "Then you're right, she was cute. Do you still have that number?"

"Oh wow," George blurted, rubbing a hand over her face and chuckling. "Sorry guy, she was definitely a lesbian."

"Anyway!" Sam interjected to save them all from his perverted brother.

Still chucking, George picked the conversation back up on his cue, "Anyway, after the flashing she logged me into a computer and I was able to find out all about my nonexistence," She made an exaggerated sneer, as though the idea offended her. "So, mom's parents: dead in a house fire supposedly due to faulty wiring. Over on my dad's side, I had to go all the way back three generations where I discovered that my great grandfather succumbed to illness on the battlefield during WWI before he'd had any children. Other than my Aunt Lorna, who by all accounts is alive somewhere, the entire family I grew up with doesn't exist." She paused and took a sip of her drink, trying to swallow down her emotions.

"I'm sorry, George," Sam reached over and placed his hand over hers consolingly, the other two giving her sympathetic looks. She smiled softly at the touch, turning her hand over in his and squeezing in gratitude. When she noticed the raised brow on Dean's face, she cleared her throat and pulled her hand away to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I was just kind of in shock when I found everything." She paused to take a thoughtful bite of her scrambled eggs before continuing, "Not shock actually… more like, happy surprise? I was kinda relieved, if I'm honest." Sam and she shared another knowing glance before she continued, "Like, I can focus on helping you guys now because I know nothing is holding me back. I have no family to worry about. I'm completely, totally… utterly, and… 100 percent alone here," As she said it the internal struggle between relief and spiraling panic boiled up again.

Sam frowned, but Castiel was the one who offered comfort, "You're not alone, George."

"Thanks, Castiel," She sighed in frustration and put her fork down, suddenly losing her appetite. "What I mean is, I just felt this strange sense of acceptance and…" she struggled to find the right words to describe an indescribable feeling. "Purpose? It was like 'OK, my family isn't here, I don't have anyone who might be worrying about me, so now I can focus on what I'm supposed to do'. I mean I've always felt different; I never fit in much. I was always the weird kid and didn't have many friends, and holy shit my family. Ya know, I love 'em but--and this sounds bad, so excuse the obvious lack of humility here--I just always felt like the sane patient in the asylum, ya know? It--Ya know what, not the time to get into it," She had sounded like she was headed off on a tangent but pulled herself back.

"When I found all this information last night, I--I…I don't really know how to explain it," She and Sam shared a quick knowing glance before she continued, "but while I should have felt devastated, I mostly felt relief. Like I finally could breathe in all the way because I'm where I'm supposed to be? It was also confirmation that the only people I knew in this universe were the people I was already with, and already helping! Bonus," She finished with a hesitant, confused chuckle. She knew how crazy she sounded. The look Dean was giving her seemed to indicate he felt the same. "Don't ask me to explain it because I have no idea," giving a defeated shrug, she continued, "anyway, I knew you guys were going to find me soon, so I printed the article and left--not before Stacey gave me her number--and headed over to Brown Cub for your food," Dean tipped his imaginary hat to her. "Then I got the room, stripped off those crusty ass clothes, and took the best shower of my life. Then you showed up."

"What do you mean you *knew* we'd find you soon?" Castiel questioned.

"What?" She'd stolen another piece of Dean's bacon and had to dodge his swatting. "What do you mean?"

"How did you know we would find you?"

"Oh, I didn't know-know, I just...figured? I mean, like Dean said, it's what you do--the Winchesters and Castiel, ya know? You've got a certain set of skills," She cracked, winking at Sam and then shrugged, "I knew it wouldn't be long before you'd be able to track me down."

Castiel pressed, "How could we track you down? We don't even know your last name and you don't have a cell phone. How did you know we were coming?" George gave Sam and Dean a raised eyebrow, not understanding why Cas was semi-interrogating her.

Dean felt his phone vibrating in his pocket and pulled it out to see Garth calling. He excused himself from the table to answer it.

"I...I mean, I didn't know you were coming. I just-"

"Tell me more about your instincts feeling heightened? And your sense of purpose? Do you know what this 'purpose' might be?" He questioned her.

Thinking he was just being a concerned friend, George shook her head helplessly, "No, not really. Honestly, I--"

He cut her off to ask matter-of-factly, "Do you have any Enochian protection symbols on your person?"

She was confused by the question, "What, like a tattoo? No, I told you I wasn't that big of a fan--"

"Could be a tattoo, could be something burned into your skeletal structure, maybe?"

"Not that I'm aware of?" George smirked in confusion, glancing at Sam for any explanation. His feeble shrug in response offered no clarity.

"Because, when I try to read you, you're fuzzy--"

"Sorry--I'm fuzzy when you try and read me?" George looked indignant.

"Hey, we got problems." Dean had returned from his phone call and seemed agitated. "That was Garth. He joined Carol and Suzie on the recon like we asked and they saw the demon pack grab a 12 year old boy for lunch. They stormed in and nearly got themselves killed saving him."

"Jesus," George commented with a frown.

"Are they--" Sam began with concern.

Anticipating his question, Dean cut him off, "They're safe for right now but they're hurt and pretty sure the pack tailed them. They need help. I tried mom and Bobby but they're tracking something near Fresno, closer to us than them and..." Dean paused heavily, giving George an indiscernible expression.

"And?!" Sam asked impatiently.

Dean sighed, "Carol thinks she saw Jack with the demons while they were trying to escape."

"What?!" George and Sam exclaimed simultaneously. George's was far more indignant than Sam's.

"Carol says that when they went in to rescue the boy, they passed other rooms. Most were empty but she swears she saw someone who looked an awful lot like Jack in one. By the time she saw him, they were running with the kid, so she can't be a hundred percent sure b--"

"Well, I'm a hundred percent sure Carol needs her eyes checked!" George blurted out, before retracting her neck and looking apologetic, "Sorry, that was unnecessary. Carol is lovely and I'm sure it was a terrifying situation." She paused and then looked at Dean with a pleading expression, "That being said: she's WRONG! I just finished spilling my guts out to you about an identity crisis over the fact that my entire family doesn't exist! And the one good thing that came out of it is that now I know I'm meant to be here! The only answer I'm missing is why I'm here and helping you both--finding jack--that's the only answer that makes any sense. It's why I feel so strongly about going to Oregon with you. Think about it, what other reason could there possibly be for this weird ass situation if not to help you locate Jack?" Sam gulped a bit, a few suggestions running through his mind quickly. Dean was contemplating her words, weighing his options carefully. George sighed and continued, "Listen, I don't know who Carol saw, but I. Promise. You. It wasn't Jack! We need to keep going; we are headed the right way, I know it! Jack--"

"Is in danger and if we don't find him soon he could die, George," Dean sounded stern. He was irritated, but trying not to raise his voice. "We can't risk it!"

George took his new, huffy tone as a personal challenge, matching it with some added neck twists for emphasis, "Which is exactly why we need to keep going toward Oregon, because that's where he is!"

"Both of you, to your corners!" Castiel scolded suddenly, both of them looking about ready to punch the other. "Our primary goal is to find Jack and get him home safe. We have two leads and enough people to follow both. I'll go back to the motel and see if I can find a car to borrow, and head to Butte. The three of you keep following George's lead."

"Cas--"

"No arguments. Enough time has been wasted and, you're right, Dean, he's in danger. That being said," Cas cut Dean off when he tried to interrupt, "George is right, too."

"I am?" George was surprised by the support.

"She is?!" Dean was suspect.

"Yes. It's clear she feels very strongly about Jack being in Oregon and I trust her."

"I do, too," Sam agreed.

George's eyes went wide at the both of them, "You do?" 'Surprised' didn't even begin to cover it.

"Yes, I do," Castiel answered definitively. "Now, you should settle the bill and get going. If you find Jack--"

"We'll call you right away," Sam finished understandingly as he stood up from the booth to handle the check. He stepped away, leaving George to sit in a state of semi-shock, silently mulling over the concept of trust.

Dean's brow was furrowed, staring at the table intently. After a minute he nodded, addressing Cas, "I'll walk you out."

The two men began to head for the exit, and George leapt up, "Wait!" She stepped in front of Cas and looked him over, "OK, um, OK, look, I-I'm nervous about you leaving but I get it, I guess," She shot Dean a dirty look over Cas' shoulder. "Just… please be careful. Don't do anything stupid, OK? If you think to yourself 'Dean would do that!' do the opposite, yes?"

As Dean rolled his eyes, Castiel smiled kindly in response to her concern. With a gentle nod he assured, "I'll be careful. I think it goes without saying that I want you all," he looked at Dean over his shoulder pointedly, "to do the same."

George nodded in agreement and hesitated before throwing her arms around him and hugging tightly. Cas stood in place, receiving her hug awkwardly. Not until George suggested he hug back did he carefully lift his arms and pat her on the back quickly. When she let go, she gave him a nervous grimace and the two men left.

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