recurring dead wife flashback where it becomes increasingly apparent that the person remembering her has dishonestly claimed a romantic dynamic to their relationship that never actually existed and erased any conflict that ever existed between them now that she's no longer able to say no to them
dead wife flashback where each time we see her she looks more confused and upset by how she's remembered, then desperate and furious, until she's hammering on the glass screaming to be let out
this and also the only difference between fanfic writers and writers who sell their own original works as careers is that fanfics arenβt monetized. thatβs all.
being a βprofessionalβ writer doesnβt mean your works are inherently better than fanfics. Iβve read so many fics that are more professionally written than some published books.
whether or not a piece of writing is monetized has nothing to do with its quality.
"He gently dragged his gelid fingers to lift the amused man's chin
"Say we stop now, and i'll stop...but don't lie to me." A loose tray of hair falling in his face
He looked so peaceful, so graciously light, so..Β sacred
and yet soΒ profane"
or
In wich Max and Mirko's fight took a weird turn, one neither tought was possible
pairing: Mirko x Max
content: Vampires, humanxvampire relationship, neck biting, dry humping, vampiric age gap, horny teenagers, biting kink, scent kink, hate sex, enemies to lovers, fake enemies, dating in secret, love bites, high school, boys kisssing, consensual underage sex, technically voyerism, cockdrunk, dead dove: do not eat, bloodlust, no beta we die like daisy, "waiter there's fluff in my smut", tags may change, pegging, strap-on, dominatrix
wc: 12,023
a/n: there is a serious lack of yaoi in this fandom, here's my contribution
It all began on an already tense tuesday, Max couldn't handle all the anger he felt for Mirko, did this dude really think he could steal Daisy? His Daisy?
No
Not today, not in a million years
And he needed him to understand that
Max: I'm serious Alejandro, once i see him i'll hit him so hard he won't know his own name!
exclaimed the jealous teenager, blood boiling and hands clenched tight in fists
Alejandro: Yeah yeah, what you say dude, i just think you shouldn't get THAT mad at the guy, i mean, what has he even done to you?
Max: What- what he has done to me? Alejandro are you serious? Were you not there when he flirted with Daisy in front of EVERYONE?? He's literally trying to make us break up! I can't STAND this douchebag
Alejandro: Ok, fine, but if you're actually gonna fight him i'll call backup
Max: No need, he's scrawny and so pale, we know i can handle him on my own
Alejandro: Alright man, you do you, but if things get ugly i got my dudes ready
Max: Thanks man
And just like that, heading to the last class of the day Max had tried to calm down, he wasn't even seeing the people around him in the halls, too buried in his own thoughts
Until out of nowhere-
A putrid smell of coffin and rotten flesh
A smell he knew very well
And been looking for everywhere
Mirko suddenly appeared in the halls. Had he not shown up in school all day, what would he be doing here now?
Ain't this just perfect?
he finally had the chance to smash his face like he well deserved to
A bump in the shoulder
Was all it took to get Mirko's attention
Max: Oh what a coincidence
Bickered the human, if possible he would strangle Mirko right here and now, in front of everyone to show how weak and inferior and not deserving of Daisy the taller was
Max: Did you know that yesterday i really wanted to find you?
Mirko: pfft
He scoffed at the smaller man's face, eyes darting up and down on him, judging
Mirko: Find me?
Max: Yes, You
He could feel his heart palpitating harder
Not faster, no, this isn't adrenaline
this is anger
He couldn't bear looking at him for any second longer
So he pushed him
He wanted to fight him so bad, and apparently so did Mirko
Mirko: You are gonna regret this, you kid
Threatened he while pointing accusingly at the younger male
Max: Oh yeah?
Mirko went on it for a punch in the face when suddenly -
Lucia interfered
Separating the angry teenagers, she also had a say in this
Lucia: Ay ay ay, you guys really are crazy for real!
The vampire-fanatic scolded them, were they not thinking???
Lucia: We're in a college! There are people here!!
The smaller man stared straight into the dead man's eyes, those dark gray eyes, smooth and matte, like graphite worn soft by time
And the vampire stared back, deep into his soul, looking right at the core of his being, as if looking for something, but couldn't tell what
Max: Yeah, you're right
Answered to Lucia, not breaking eye contact with Mirko any moment
Max: I'll wait for you outside
This time actually speaking to the pale one, he endangered
Mirko: Whenever you want it
Max: Whenever i want it right? Right now then
Said he, already backing off while Lucia pushed Mirko the other way
Lucia: Ok ok ok, turn around and walking! Let's get out of here
The crowd building around them quickly dissipated and everyone went back to their own business
But Max couldn't just ignore this
He was so, so infuriated
as if to make things worse, Marilyn just went to bother him again, he didn't even hear what she had to say, he was never interested in her at all, doesn't know why she still tries
She always talked shit about Daisy, but this time she said something he couldn't ignore
Marilyn: Such a coincidence, don't you think? Mirko gets to college and Daisy gets with him
She said in that tone, the one she always uses when she wants to put Daisy down or to try to make them break up, of course it never worked, but was getting better at it each passing day
Marilyn: It's obvious that they were together, I mean, Daisy does and undoes and does whatever comes to her head! She comes and goes, and you? Out there alone, this isn't right
Marilyn smiled, that devilish smile
Marilyn: I think you should get someone
she played with her hair
...
He spent the rest of his lunch time with his new "Girlfriend" (he just did that to make Daisy jealous), yet all he could think about was smashing Mirko's face against the ground while he held his hands back, red running down his nose contrasting with his perfectly white skin
The news spread fast like blood in a river, and soon the whole school knew and would be there to watch
Just like that, the bell rang
Everyone headed to class, and he didn't even pretend not to hear the whispers, murmurs and all the eyes on him, yet he couldn't care less
Because only one thing mattered to him right now
Punching the superiority complex out of that moron
Every class he was always thinking about Daisy and how anxious he was to meet her by the end of the day, that simple thought occupied his mind every day all the time he wasn't with her, even after their breakup he only had eyes for her. Sometimes if he wasn't strictly focusing on something else his mind would just drift to Daisy, like her face was tattooed on his brain, it was a safe and calm place to be
But today was not like every day
No, today was different
He couldn't get his mind off of a certain someone
And it wasn't Daisy
His leg was bouncing up and down, right hand writing something (probably not class-related) and left hand clenching and unclenching, holding so hard his knuckles would turn white
White...
Like that bastard, was he allergic to sun or something? And those goddamn eyes of his! These eyes... Like polished stone, dark gray and grounded, catching light only when they chose to..
Which was whenever he was around Daisy
His head began forming images of Daisy and Mirko happily dating, doing couples things, and laughing
laughing at him
Mocking him for thinking Daisy actually loved him like he loved her
And that smile on Mirko's face
That foolish smile
Showing off those weirdly sharp teeth, like seriously, this dude looks almost like a vampire! He's pale white, has hypnotic eyes, dresses as if he got straight out of Hot Topic,
and those long, sharp canines, that could easily intrude one's skin
during a fight, for example, if he let his neck unguarded
His skin began heating up
from anger of course what else would it be
no wonder he hates that guy
He absolutely despises vampires, disgusting, devilish creatures
he would totally hate if someone bit his neck, and the sting of pain he would feel from those pointed teeth while being forcefully grabbed and
The bell rang
everyone rushed out, running like animals when the zoo doors open, some not even waiting for the teacher to finish explaining their homework, whatever
clown gets home after a long day. tired, sweaty. peels off their colorful overalls on the way to the bathroom. gets in the shower and turns the knob. burst of confetti & ribbons from the showerhead. clown sighs. dries off with a long chain of hankies
she finally finishes making a pie for dinner, sets herself a place, sits down at the table, says clown grace, pours a glass of wine, takes a sip, arranges her napkin, & smashes the pie into her own face
fascinated by jeff the killer tbh. everyone in that creepypasta has generic white usamerican names (jeff, keith, barbara, billy, etc.) except for jeff the killer's doe eyed little brother liu. why is he liu. is liu chinese? it's okay if he's chinese. is jeff also chinese? has jeff the killer been chinese this whole time? am I a bad person?
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