I Ask Long Drawn Out Questions?

Bridge Carson || 22 || Senior at Fantasia University || Witch || Criminal Justice major and Engineering minor || "Want some toast? It's buttery."

[sharmans]

Ansel Elgort in Baby Driver (2017)

[astarinsomebodyelsessky]

Fangirl Challenge: Ten Male Characters (3/10)

Bridge Carson

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Bridge had gone to the basement lounge in the library, since it was close enough to the bathrooms down there, but not close enough that he’d be awkwardly waiting. He checked his phone, annoyed that Driz had won yet again. However he’d realized that his hands were metaphorically tied; he couldn’t keep lying to her, since that might provoke her to attack one of his friends. He also couldn’t keep stalling, since that might just make her extra angry. Saying no hadn’t worked, and neither had no take backs. Which meant that for today, he was stuck with letting her feed from him. He sincerely hoped that she’d find a new donor after this time.

@its-driz

[its-driz]

Drizella was finally satisfied because Bridge had agreed to let her feed. It had been too long since she drank from her favorite bloodbag. She waltzed into the lounge, leaning in behind Bridge. “Are you ready for our date sweetheart?” She growled in his ear, touching his shoulder gently.

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At least he’d gotten some of his homework done. He still had a lot to go, but that would have to wait for now. Even if he hadn’t agreed to do this, he still probably would’ve had to wait until after class. However at the sound of her voice in his ear and her hand on his shoulder, Bridge snapped out of his thoughts. “Wait, in what way is this a date?” He questioned. Although he hadn’t gone on many dates, he was pretty sure that this was the farthest thing from one.

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Bridge had gone to the basement lounge in the library, since it was close enough to the bathrooms down there, but not close enough that he’d be awkwardly waiting. He checked his phone, annoyed that Driz had won yet again. However he’d realized that his hands were metaphorically tied; he couldn’t keep lying to her, since that might provoke her to attack one of his friends. He also couldn’t keep stalling, since that might just make her extra angry. Saying no hadn’t worked, and neither had no take backs. Which meant that for today, he was stuck with letting her feed from him. He sincerely hoped that she’d find a new donor after this time.

@its-driz

[lunarskye]

requested: Bridge x Syd for anon

[emwcrren]

@bridgeiisms

[its-driz]

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‘Try a deer then?’ He didn’t like the thought of her drinking from an animal either, but it was better than her drinking from a human. ‘You weren’t a fish. You looked like a person to me. And you didn’t say that it was only during that time. You said I wasn’t needed anymore.’

Drizella fought the urge to throw her phone. Why did he have to be so fucking complicated? It’s not like she took more than a typical blood donor would give. “I was a fucking fish. it should have been implied. You need to stop being so difficult.”

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Bridge sighed. “No one knew how long it was going to last. You can’t imply something like that, especially since no one knew if we’d change back.” Although he’d tried, it looked like Driz would not be letting up at all. Which meant that he was likely to lose the argument. “Look, fine, I’m at the library. But we need to be done before two, since I have a class then. And this is the last time I’m doing this.”

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Text To -> ???

Bridge: Sam I need some help.

Bridge: I have a history essay on the 1950s due tomorrow.

Bridge: You were around in the 50s, right?

[doofinator3000-blog]

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“How expensive are they usually?” He didn’t think the countertop was marble, but if it was, he wanted to get an estimate on how much he’d have to pay if he did accidentally scorch it. “I think you could’ve harvested marble if you wanted, but I’m kinda glad you didn’t, because then we wouldn’t have met.” He honestly wasn’t quite sure what his bio class would’ve been like if Heinz hadn’t taught it, but it wasn’t something he wanted to imagine. “If I didn’t seem like myself would you tell me?”

“My cousin wanted one a long time ago, but it was nearly $100 for a square foot of it! Can you believe that? I could make myself rich if I started selling it – but, you are right. I would not have met you, or any of my students, so being a professor is good for me. “Of course I would! It could be a danger to your health or something, so I would always try to make you aware!”

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“You’re right, that is expensive.” Now he definitely hoped the counter wasn’t marble, since he didn’t exactly have one hundred dollars to shell out. “I’m glad you’d tell me, since I’d probably just sound like me in my head. But how would me not seeming like myself be dangerous to my health?”

[doofinator3000-blog]

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“Although losing my toast made me sad, I’m glad I didn’t leave scorch marks on the counter. I don’t think my housemates would be too happy with me if I had.” Z had even asked him if he’d scorched the counter top, and he’d been relieved to tell her he hadn’t. “I would’ve, but I burnt it to a crisp.” He’d held a private funeral for it, but he wasn’t about to tell Heinz that. “Oh! I’d say I’m back to normal then. Or at least I think I am.”

“I’m sure losing your toast did make you sad, but the fact that your countertop is unscathed is the real treasure of this story. They can be expensive, especially if it’s marble. Have you seen how much people pay for those? At one point, I thought I might go into harvesting marble, but I don’t think I’m physically cut out for the job.” The professor smiled a bit. “Good! You seem like normal Bridge to me, but I always must make sure.”

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“How expensive are they usually?” He didn’t think the countertop was marble, but if it was, he wanted to get an estimate on how much he’d have to pay if he did accidentally scorch it. “I think you could’ve harvested marble if you wanted, but I’m kinda glad you didn’t, because then we wouldn’t have met.” He honestly wasn’t quite sure what his bio class would’ve been like if Heinz hadn’t taught it, but it wasn’t something he wanted to imagine. “If I didn’t seem like myself would you tell me?”

[fantasiau-gossip]

Aphrodite, do you ship anyone at Fantasia U?

I ship myself with all of the gossip here. I also suppose that Dale and Ariel could be cute. They seem like they’re getting pretty cozy. Is it wrong of me to think Bridge and Sky could be a totally hot power couple? Maybe if things started steaming up around here, I’d be more into it.

xoxo, Aphrodite

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Why did you let Drizella drink from you in the first place?

“Because I figured it’d be better than letting her drink from some poor innocent freshman. I honestly didn’t think it would turn into what it did.”

[doofinator3000-blog]

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“It was weird. I set my toast on fire by accident.” Doing that had saddened him, since it was a plate of buttery toast gone to waste. “I’m glad I wasn’t exorcized too. I don’t really know what would’ve happened if I had been.” At the question if things were back to normal, he shrugged. Normal wasn’t exactly a word that anyone would use to describe him. And he wouldn’t use it to describe himself either. “Do you mean normal as in back to how I am usually, or normal as in not weird?”

“Ah, not your toast! Truly the peak of culinary expertise, ruined!” He placed his hands on his head dramatically as he spoke, a smile betraying his act. “Though, with how much buttery toast means to you, I can’t imagine you would not eat it,” the professor jested with another smile. “And ah… Normal as in your usual self. Everything at this school is a little bit weird, so I can’t expect that to just… disappear.”

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“Although losing my toast made me sad, I’m glad I didn’t leave scorch marks on the counter. I don’t think my housemates would be too happy with me if I had.” Z had even asked him if he’d scorched the counter top, and he’d been relieved to tell her he hadn’t. “I would’ve, but I burnt it to a crisp.” He’d held a private funeral for it, but he wasn’t about to tell Heinz that. “Oh! I’d say I’m back to normal then. Or at least I think I am.”

[bridgeiisms]

If the earth isn't flat then why are maps square?

“I think it’s so you can see latitude and longitude easier, since usually when they show it on a round Earth, it’s a curve and that can get confusing. But if it’s a square, then it’s a grid and it’s easier to read.”

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What is your preferred bread to toast for buttered toast?

“I’ll take whatever bread I can get, but because I’m in college, I just get plain white bread. Can white bread be considered plain?”

[lvstparty]

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When Sky wrinkled his nose, Bridge thought maybe his tactic was a success. However, at Sky’s next words, Bridge knew it had failed. He sighed, a pang of guilt making him want to apologize. The last thing he wanted to do was lie to his best friend. “Okay, fine. I didn’t test anything on myself.” He had a feeling that even if he did test something like that out, it wouldn’t help at all, since he could already track his own thoughts and see his own aura. At Sky’s demand, Bridge stayed silent, giving his friend a pleading look. He wanted to tell Sky about this, but he was scared. He wasn’t exactly sure what Drizella would do if she found out.

The pleading look on Bridge’s face told Sky everything he needed to know.  He liked to think that he was good at reading people, so the look on his friend’s face made it clear that he wouldn’t, or rather couldn’t, tell him the truth.  He knew he could keep pressing and eventually get Bridge to tell him, and the master interrogator in him told him to do just that, but the friend in him told him to back off.  “Fine.  Don’t tell me.  I’ll figure it out myself.”

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Although a part of Bridge was relieved that Sky decided to stop interrogating him, another part of him was even more terrified. Even though investigating things would be a part of their job, the last thing Bridge wanted was his best friend investigating a mean and powerful vampire. “I don’t think you should do that.” He replied softly, the pleading look on his face remaining. If Drizella found out what was going on, and she hurt Sky, Bridge wasn’t quite sure what he’d do.

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“You may be able to fool all of the people some of the time, and some of the people all the time, and some of all the people all some of the time, but you can't fool me, and I'm gonna bring you in.”

[its-driz]

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‘Could we possibly reschedule to another time when I’m not busy? Or could you possibly not feed from me?’ He texted, deciding to change tactics yet again. He knew the answer was going to be no, but he felt it was worth asking. And it might stall her some.

“Yes, let me just turn my hunger down to 0 for your convenience.” Drizella typed back, pausing by her doorway to wait for an answer. “You have 5 minutes to tell me what the fuck you’re trying to do.”

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‘If you’re absolutely starving, why not go to the donation center? No one will tell you no there.’  He suggested. It was the truth, since people willingly donated blood to the donation center in the medical school.’ ‘You told me that my services weren’t needed. So if it’s all the same to you, I’d rather not start back up.’