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WHO WOULD HAVE BEEN able to just look at jacob and not be completely head over heels? now that ander was out to pretty much everyone, he didn’t mind taken his boyfriend out to the parties as his date. he was actually looking forward to the event, which rarely ever happened. yet he found himself pausing outside of the building, tugging jacob’s hand that he had been holding. “ do you really want to go inside? you look so cute tonight and i don’t know how i’m going to stop myself from kissing you all of the time. ” he didn’t exactly know what jake’s thoughts on pda were, but he knew he would have been weak and kiss him at some point. “ i’m so lucky to have you. ”
billy.
billy SIGHED as he sat down on the gym floor, his arm muscles TENSE and bulging. even though he wasn’t TECHNICALLY a slayer, he still felt the NEED to push himself and try to KEEP up with the real slayers. he was BREATHING hard as he stared up at his boyfriend, arms resting on top of his knees. he DABBED his head with a towel and when he was finally composed, he SPRUNG up, gently pecking devon’s lips. ❝ let’s do it then, a BREAK sounds nice. ❞ said billy through his TEETH, grinning. any time SPENT with devon was time well spent, even if it meant they were RUNNING from vampires or training with one another. billy could NEVER get enough of his presence.
being ONE of the ones to have gotten billy into the world of SLAYING, devon often wondered if he made the RIGHT choice. from the very first night that he was saved by the PSEUDO slayer he knew that he could HANDLE himself, but after realizing his own feelings for billy he DIDN’T know if he could handle the WORRYING that came with being both a watcher AND a boyfriend. he leaned forward to peck the boy’s LIPS again and handed him a bottle of water, they BOTH could have used the break actually. ❝ i WOULD say we could go out for a walk, but we both know how MUCH vampires love lurking around. ❞ he GRINNED slightly as he moved to pack the several WEAPONS he had brought. ❝ how about we go back to MY place? ❞
bo.
Bo scoffed the smallest chuckle at the comment. “I like to think they do.” At least he hoped. Even after all this time. He remained silent when the other replied. Using the time to pull himself together instead of responding. He couldn’t be the one to break down. He wouldn’t allow himself to be that again. He watched from the counter as the other silently worked until he was done. “Took you long enough. Aren’t vampires supposed to be fast or something?”, he taunted.
He rolled his eyes after taking a seat next to Bo, grabbing his own fork and knife. “As fast as I move you know that I can’t control heat or the stove, right?” He started to cut the pancakes up and chuckled softly before he thought out loud. “Plus, heat’s more of your thing. I know how much you love setting things on fire.” While nudging the witch’s arm with his elbow, Damon took his first bite of the pancakes and sighed happily. “I’ve missed this.” Those words were the lowest he had spoken all day. He wasn’t afraid to admit it, but he didn’t feel the need to get all mushy either.
caleb.
to see HANSEL happy meant that caleb was happy as well— ESPECIALLY seeing that face light up when his garments were made and he was INSISTING on putting his family in them. caleb was ALWAYS sure to wear the things that hansel made him to show him that he LOVED it— mostly, however, he was demanded to save the things hansel made him for special events, and of course he LISTENED. the taller blonde had him RIGHT in the palm of his hand. he GENTLY squeezed hansel’s hands before he pulled them away, smiling all the while. ❝ of course i know that, han. i LOVE you too, baby. you and aubrey are the REASONS i live and breathe. ❞ responded the dark-haired male. ❝ well, i see you’ve ENJOYED work today, how was your day aside from this? ❞ he questioned as he began to unbutton the shirt so HANSEL could have it back to use to MATCH up with his pants— or whatever he was going to do with it. he strolled across their bedroom and found a tank-top in the closet. caleb pulled it over his head and then continued to undress, changing into something a little more comfortable.
sometimes he WONDERED just how much he had caleb wrapped around his FINGERS, but with a pout he NORMALLY ended up getting what he wanted and therefore his ANSWER. it wasn’t like the hacker DIDN”T have pull over him either. he just had to look at the blond and he was READY to do whatever it was that HE wanted. hansel was just glad that it didn’t seem like EITHER of them minded doing it. ❝ the ONLY reasons? you do know that’s a lot riding on us babe, RIGHT? ❞ of course he was only TEASING. caleb and aubrey were hansel’s everything too. he COULDN’T picture his life without them in IT and he didn’t want to either. ❝ aside from maybe, almost, ACCIDENTALLY running a biker over my day was pretty GOOD. you know how i like my daily dose of STRESS here and there. how about YOURS? ❞ while caleb got more comfortable, hansel folded the shirt AGAIN and placed it in the small bag. the WHOLE look wasn’t ready yet so he wanted to wait till he LET his husband wear the shirt. then AGAIN, he found himself doing that a lot with the family’s WARDROBE. picking and choosing when ANYTHING was worn.
griffon.
Her brow quirked at his remark. Not average? He seemed like a typical vampire to her, but the huntress of all people should’ve known how deceiving looks can be.
“So you’re a fighter,” She remarked, glancing over for just a moment. “And the kind I can respect and get behind.”
Oh boy, they were two sides of the same damn coin. It made the brunette wonder if history had gone differently, could it have been her in his place? Her with the still heart and cold touch? After all, she had a reputation for her resiliency in fights. Always got back up, always came out on top.
“–You know, I bet you would’ve made a good hunter,” Griff admitted, opting now to play with the edges of her jacket. “You have the right mind set perfect for the job.”
Were they actually finding some form of common ground? Felix couldn’t believe it, but it would be fighting that made him relate to someone. It was most of what he was about anyway.
“Natural born fighter, but I don’t want to toot my own horn.“ A cocky smirk spread across his lips, he definitely did. “Back then I fought to protect my family, my little sister, and now I do the same. Just for another family.“
Even for a fighter he was always more violent than he needed to be, more brutal, but that was exactly what had gotten Aro’s attention. That was what made him so good out in the battlefield, because he stopped at nothing till victory was his. Noticing that in others was also a talent of his which had put Griffon on his radar.
“Just as I bet you’ll make a good vampire.“ There was no if in his statement because unlike Griff’s, his was actually reachable. “Thank you though, finally you see me as more than just a piece of meat.”
jenniferslawrence:
We’re just being stupid teenagers for the night. Wasn’t that the deal?
nellie.
THE FACT HE’D LOOKED, made her lips quirk into a teasing smile, throwing burning hair over her shoulder, ❝ ha, made ya’ look though ❞, she says this but her face turns sour, ❝ well that wasn’t my goal, I honestly don’t care if you think I’m attractive or not, I know I am. ❞ She laughs, leaning in slightly, ❝ I see it when boys and girls look at me and their eyes go dark, I can feel it, y’know ? ❞ She really didn’t.
HIS EYES WERE NOW SQUINTED, fighting the urge to roll them and give her anymore ammo. he just couldn’t help himself though. ❝ what are you now, five? that’s real mature of you to say. ❞ he snorted a bit while chuckling. ❝ sure you don’t, because you didn’t get so pissed off when you thought i was calling you unattractive. ❞ he nodded slightly, although hansel didn’t quite believe her that much. that was because he had always said the same thing. ❝ you know how excited you make them feel, right? ❞
billy.
billy couldn’t help but feel a SIGH of relief when the man simply offered a HAND. he really didn’t have much FIGHT left in him on that particular do, and so he felt THANKFUL that this one wasn’t looking for a fight. he LAUGHS a little as his comment before shaking his head, still gripping the STAKE but totally unready to use it. he put a HAND in the strangers and pulled himself up, DUSTING himself off and slipping the stake into the pocket of his maroon LEATHER jacket. ❝ yeah, it would be GREAT if you didn’t… ❞ he looked at him with a face that screamed ‘ have pity on me ’. ❝ i’m billy lane. vampire SLAYER. and you are? ❞ he extends a hand with BRUISED knuckles. this guy was REMARKABLY handsome, but he WASN’T human. like he’d said a MILLION times before, slayers and people who FOUGHT other beings picked up this intuition, you could almost SMELL a vampire’s blood or the pheromones of a WEREWOLF. unlike some of the other slayers, however, billy FULLY supported the blending of species. not all vamps and werewolves were BAD.
after helping the other UP he took a step back and looked at him from head TO toe. he was definitely HUMAN, didn’t smell like any supernatural creature that he was USED to, but there was something DIFFERENT about him. he was skilled enough with a stake that mason KNEW he was well aware of the CREATURES that lurked in the night. at least with his INTRODUCTION he was able to see that the main ENEMY seemed to be vampires. that meant that they ALREADY had something in common then. ❝ NICE to meet you billy lane. i’m mason, mason lockwood. the FORMER mayor’s brother and WEREWOLF. ❞ he figured there was nothing he should HOLD back. billy would find out eventually with his line of WORK and he probably would have though he was HIDING something. there was nothing he DIDN’T take pride in when it came to being a WEREWOLF though. ❝ if there’s ever any you NEED, don’t be afraid to call for some help. hunting vampires SEEMS to be a fun hobby of mine too and i wouldn’t MIND the beautiful yet strong company around. ❞ a SHAMELESS flirt he was, always HAD been.
mike.
he knew that he should be more upset or even angry but he wasn’t. mike was more worried about the punishment he would receive and the injuries that resulted from punching charming. when charming was coming onto him, he wasn’t even aware that Gaston was nearby or watching. All he knew was that not a second later after the other prince touched him, Charming was on the ground with Gaston hovering over him with a possessive and protective look on his face. it brought a small smile because he is now aware of how much his boyfriend loves him and is willing to defend him. mike just couldn’t wait for the day to come where he and Gaston can be open with their relationship. ❛ this is my father, we are talking about. there is a reason why i will inherit the throne and not Ben. Besides that will be your father-in-law so let me handle it. i promise you that if anyone will get in trouble, it will be charming. i can even have my mom back me up. i’ll hold that to you. ❜ he smiled as the other kissed his finger. ❛ i love you for you, and that includes when you become hostile. i wouldn’t change anything about you because you;re perfect. every guy here’d love to be you, Gaston. even when taking your lumps there’s no man in town as admired as you. you’re everyone’s favorite guy. everyone’s awed and inspired by you. and it’s not very hard to see why. ❜ he sang softly to him with a smile. ❛ sounds good, come on, we can go to the castle. ❜
the good thing about being with a hero was that he seemed to do terrible things and could still be loved. the tended to look on the bright side of things and focus in on the good while gaston questioned if he even had any positive traits to begin with. hell, he didn’t even know if he was capable of love before mike came into his life and he wasn’t going to go around shouting it from the rooftops either. he’d much rather knock someone out cold with everyone thinking he just loved to pick fights with heroes while mike stood close by and knew the truth. that was as much of a declaration of love as he was going to get aside from actually saying the words. keeping this a secret only seemed like a hassle when everyone else thought that mike was single. gaston was always burning with rage when anyone flirted with him and would have done much worse if he wouldn’t raise suspicion. charming thankfully was just a douche all around. ❛ you know, when you start taking charge you remind me a lot like your mom. in a weird way you taking the lead role also turns me on a bit. ❜ now he could see why his father had fallen for belle in the first place. a small smirk, that should have been at least a grin, formed on his face when mike said how he felt about him. he was just glad that it didn’t matter how many people he was going to punch, he would still be loved. ❛ there’s no other man’s beautiful voice i’d rather hear or have him kiss my wounds. i’d punch dozens of princes to get to you. ❜ he leaned forward and pressed a kiss on the boy’s cheek. ❛ let’s go. ❜
i’ve set up a small queue to run through the night cause it’s almost midnight and i don’t wanna be a zombie on my first day ! tuesdays are pretty light for me though so i’ll probs be around on mobile available for plotting !
Today, our people finally emerged from a long night. From the very first day of our existence, we have kept our pain to ourselves. We suffered in silence but now the time has come for us to raise our heads up, and tell humans who we really are. To tell them that we are people too! In fact, we’re a nation. The moment where we forget our bitterness and bandage our wounds. When we forgive our enemies. Humans are both our creators and our oppressors and tomorrow we must make them our partners. Maybe even one day our friends. But the time for anger is over. Now we must build a common future, based on tolerance and respect. We are alive! And now, we are free!
November 11, 2038, the day androids became free
connor.
“I would like to thank you on that one, Markus. If it wasn’t for the movement that was started in Jericho, I don’t think public opinion would be shifting so quickly. I myself have seen Hank transform in a short time.” After a pause, Connor’s voice became less a matter-of-fact as he shifted into the present. “I’ve never been afraid to die. I thought I was just a machine meant to complete a task no matter what. But now…for the first time…” He struggled to say the words. “I’m scared.” He let his words linger for they had never been spoken out loud before. “I do want to do whatever it takes. I do want to take a stand. I just… thought you should know.”
“Please do not thank me. Jericho started long before I got involved and it was even a safe haven for me when I first deviated. I am passionate about this movement, but it wouldn’t be possible without all of us. You changed Hank’s mind most likely, not any of us.“ He was a firm believer in thinking that every android had power in the movement. They all had an influence with the humans in their own little way. “We all have something to fight for now, a bigger purpose. Before what happened with Leo I never thought about dying either, I never felt afraid. Things change though.” He smiled softly, moving a hand to rest it on top of Connor’s shoulder. “I know you are and for that, thank you. This cause wouldn’t be possible without and and we’re all lucky to have you as an asset.”
noah.
Watching the other’s reaction, Noah couldn’t help but smile to himself. He could see the frustration in the Marcus’ eyes, and there was something satisfying about holding the key to what the other wanted. “I know that it’s out of the question, that was my whole point,” he retorted, giving a little wave of his hand. “And I won’t even start on the ‘within reason’ statement, because that’s completely subjective.” Noah was going to give at least a few more sentences on the matter but found himself distracted by the wandering hand and a sudden harsh tug to his tie. “A bit impatient?” He asked, ignoring how his voice was just a tad bit breathless. He definitely wasn’t stupid; Noah knew what the other had been hinting at from the start. Frankly it wasn’t so easy not to just give in at that, but he wasn’t ready to stop their little game. ‘..I’m great at anything I have to use my body for.’ “I’m sure you are,” he replied, keeping gaze with the other. His tone was casual, almost a hint of a tease, though he didn’t doubt what Marcus said was true. (The back of his mind was already swirling with the possibilities.) “Honestly I’m not sure what I want yet, but I am certain we can figure something out.” The brunette licked his lips, fighting the urge to either pull the other in closer or push back at him – such was the way with attractive slytherins. “Tell me though, what kind of book is it that you want anyway?” Noah asked, tilting his head to the side. “Exactly how restricted is it? I have to make sure I’m not getting the shorter straw either.”
Hufflepuffs were much more easier to negotiate with from his experience, unless they were like Ernie and more stubborn than a freaking Gryffindor. He knew that he was the same way though, so he couldn’t exactly want Noah to stop something that he couldn’t even sometimes. “You know what would help make it a little less subjective? You actually telling me what you want and me letting you know if it’s within reason or not.” Marcus was a little bit impatient and prone to snapping, but he knew how crucial it was having someone that worked in the library on his side right about now. A small smirk spread across his face when Noah commented on the phrase about his body, tongue swiping out to lick his lips quickly. At least others knew that he could probably use his body for good things, that he was skilled. “And I was just thinking about what my hands and mouth could do alone. Imagine if I start listing off what my whole body is capable of.” He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, letting go of the Ravenclaw’s tie by rest his hand on his chest. “I don’t want to say it’s like incredibly restricted that only the professors know about it or anything.” Marcus’ voice lowered as he leaned in closer to Noah, hoping that the closeness would work out in his favor. “But let’s just say it’s a very old book with a couple of spells and secret in it. We could both benefit from it actually and I wouldn’t be opposed to sharing it with you.” He wasn’t naive. He wasn’t going to give the title or even a description out to anyone that he didn’t think that would help him. “You’ll get the bigger end if anything. The book sometime and whatever I’m going to give you.”
jacob.
HE COULDN’T BELIEVE that edward had found him, and somehow wasn’t here because he was a charity case, but because he was interesting enough for him. he blinked a few times before he turned to look at edward again. he gave him a weak smile. how was he to explain this to edward ?? he sighed. jacob blanked for a hot second. and then he turned his eyes away from edward, thinking about everyone and what they were saying about him, about edward’s intensions were. he sighed. ❛ i’m sorry, ❜ he whispered. he kept walking, looking straight on, thinking about the other that was next to him.
❛ this is a bit–– hard for me. no one has really given me this much interest, ❜ he responded. ❛ it’s clear that i’m not the kind of guy that has many friends, or any at all. i’m the loner kid, you saw that today, so i find it hard that you decided to sit with me, and wanted to talk to me, out of all people. i’m not that interesting, ❜ he said. that and he was alone, parents dead, everyone thinking he was a freak. what difference did it make that edward spoke to me ?? it only made things worst.
THE QUESTIONING MADE HIM feel like he had done something wrong. edward tried to play everything back in his head to try to see if he had. talking to jacob was actually nice and they both seemed to have a good time, but now he wasn’t so sure about that. he wasn’t sure about a lot of things when it came to the other male even though this was only their second interaction. aside from everyone else’s thoughts he couldn’t seem to pinpoint anything that with ill intentions. could jacob read their minds too? doubtful, but maybe that would explain why his mind was silent on edward’s end.
❛ is that really all that has you on edge? a little bit of social interaction with just one person? if you hadn’t noticed, i’m not mr. popular around school either. ❜ sure, their stories were a bit different, but he still felt the need to point it out. ❛ i’ve sat at lunch with my four adoptive siblings for the whole time here. i barely speak with the other kids and even at the table i’m pretty silent. i just felt like we were more alike than different, but if you want me to leave you alone i can. ❜ edward didn’t know if he actually could. jacob had been on his mind all day, but he would at least make the effort to respect his wishes.