QueenOfWands

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

╔════════════╬ＡＲＴＨＵＲ ＺＡＶＩＥＲ ＭＹＬＥＳ╬════════════╗

Julius bit his lip haring Eva call him Arthur. Ah, she was fooled. Perfect. She began to rub her eyes, looking towards the empty futon across the room. Perhaps she would think he had left the room instead, and Arthur was just taking advantage of the private time- while it lasted. Julius was determined to take advantage of it himself though. He moved his hand down towards Eva’s thing, running his fingers along her soft skin, continuing to kiss up her neck, and to her jaw. He snaked his hand into her inner thigh, slowly brining his hand up her leg. He playfully grabbed her thigh, squeezing the soft flesh in his palm. He sort of missed the feeling of Eva’s body. It was so curvy, soft, and inviting. It had been so long since he felt her skin on his. It almost reminded him of a simpler time. His hand’s journey did not end as it reached her panties, pressing his hands against her.

Arthur, downstairs in his father’s office, sighed loudly, rubbing his temple as his eyes scanned the folder. Easy enough, it seemed. This Enrique seemed to be patrolling a little to close to the Patrone’s territory, and a message was needed to be gotten across. Arthur stood moving towards the gun rack on the wall, pulling his own, personal, engraved pistol. He threw on his shoulder holsters, holstering his gun, and making his way out into the walkway. Arthur stopped at the stairs, looking up at the door to his bedroom. He wanted to be back in bed with her, but he needed to do this. He needed to prove that he wasn’t going weak, like his father believed.

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Alexander raised his eyebrows at Gigi’s statement. “Oh no. I had no idea you were part Japanese… Though I guess your hair could have been a give away.” Her rubbed his chin, his eyes looking her over a few times. He was starting to see it in the little features of her face and body. His eyes once again tracing over her body and figure. Words couldn’t describe how gorgeous Gigi was at this very moment. Alex simply smiled and turned back towards his food, eating his dish and finishing his Sake that was on the house. “I don’t know. Since I and all my friends are Swedes, I simply assumed you were French like Helene.” He was finishing up the rest of his dish, taking a deep breath and rubbing his stomach. He looked at Gigi with bliss, shooting her his signature sweet grin. “I could explode right now… No worries, I have a plan for what we can go don before we go back out for some desert.” He waived his hand, signaling for a check, pulling out his wallet.

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“I could never…” Terrance felt as if he didn’t have the strength to finish his sentence. Sure, he could use any girl. In fact he had, several times before to other girls. He was always able to get his way with his girls. But Helene was different. He didn’t want to use or abuse her like he had all of the other girls. He rested his forehead against the back of her neck, taking a deep breath and holding Helene closer. So much regret was washing over him. It almost seemed like Helene didn’t trust him anymore… and no doubt with good reason. He had abused her trust. She had told him her whole truth not long ago, and he decided to still keep his life a secret from her. It wasn’t fair for her. And he had let her worry about him for no reason.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Tired
✖✖ I am At... Home, Hallway
✖✖ I am With... Myself
✖✖ I am Thinking..."Eva..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...T-Shirt, Shorts, shoulder holsters.

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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Julius’ lips formed a mischievous grin as he felt Eva moving under his gentle touch. She pulled his hand to her chest and squeezed his hand. Eva was being so sweet and innocent. But that wasn’t going to quite do it for Julius. After she finished squeezing his hand, he moved his hands towards her breast, taking on in his palm and giving it a soft squeeze. Ah, an all too familiar feeling to Julius. It had been a while, he almost forgot how absolutely sexy Eva was. Especially with how vulnerable she felt laying beside him. His lips continued to roam along Eva’s neck, leaving several little kisses here and there. He got closer to the side of her neck, gently biting her in the corner of her shoulder and neck. Releasing her breast, his hand slid down the side of her body, feeling the smooth skin underneath the large baggy t-shirt. It really didn’t do her body any justice. His fingers reached the edge of her panties on her hip, playing with the band.

Arthur moved into his father’s office rather stealthily, being sure to close and lock the door behind him. Though he was sure he hadn’t woken Eva when he left, he didn’t want to risk having her possibly stumble around looking for him. Noah was sitting at his desk, a stack of several thick manila folder beside him. “Glad for you to finally join me, Arthur. Please take a seat.” Arthur looked at the chair and slightly nodded, taking a seat and watching as Noah’s fingers tapped across the stack of files. No doubt, information and intel gathered on several new contracts.

“You have really been slacking these past few days, Arthur. You used to take out someone almost every night- and now, you hardly seem motivated in your work. I hope you aren’t losing your passion for the family business?’ Arthur was quick to shake his head. Of course he wasn’t losing interest! The thrill of having a man’s life in your hands, and crushing out the light. That is what he practically lived for, and he didn’t want any other profession in the world. “Well, you have a lot of slack to make up for the next few weeks. In these folders I have information on multiple hits- primarily targets from the Patrone family. Every night you must take out one. You are getting soft, and we have to work on getting you hardened back up. Your mother says it is a girl…” Arthur tensed slightly, remembering how Noah had threatened last time that if he had continued seeing Eva, then he would be disowned.

“But through your mother, I’ve decided to allow you to continue seeing the girl. So long as you keep up with your work! Besides, this will be good practice now for when you continue to keep your secret from her.” Noah pushed across the manila folders to Arthur and he picked one up, glancing over the pages. His father wasn’t wrong. Arthur knew he could never allow Eva to know his secret, just as well he knew he couldn’t stop doing what he did. He flipped through the pages of the first manila folder, a hit already scheduled to be taken care of tonight- no doubt Noah would want Artur to start now than never. Noah rose from his seat, taking off his glasses and rubbing his temple. “I expect you to get that first one done tonight… and the rest for the next following nights for two weeks. You need the practice now while you’re still young.” With that, Noah left, and Arthur’s eyes continued to scan over the document for his next target- one Enrique Munez.

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Alexander was quick to get to his feet, helping Gigi back into her seat and getting her hair out of her face. “Woah! You really tried to go long for that one! I would think you would have more balance than that!” Alexander helped dust off any dirt from Gigi’s dress due to the fall, his hand whipping across her thigh for a brief second. His eyes at this point became locked on her small waist and her legs. She was so irresistible, it was taking almost all of Alex’s self-control not to pounce on her right there and now. However, he quickly brought his eyes back up to Gigi, a pink blush painting his cheeks. The chef had just loaded everyone’s plates with rice, and Alexander decided to quicken his drinking pace with the sake. As if it would cool him down, but the warmth of the drink only caused him to feel more hot and fuzzy.

“Let me bring you more drinks… and on the house for the lovely couple!” A waiter with a rather discolored mustache and weird glasses moved by, dropping off two more hot containers of Sake. Alexander grinned, turning to say thanks to the waiter, but he seemed to scurry away quickly. That was strange, but Alexander shrugged it off, turning his attention back to Gigi, as a large flame erupted on the countertop by the chef. The warm light bounced off of Gigi’s hair in face in such a romantic way, and all he could do was goofily grin. “Well, that was nice don’t you think? Cheers!” He took another sip of his drink, and got to work on the rice, and the slowly collecting amount of vegetables, shrimp, and chicken, that began to pile on his plate.

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Terrance could feel his heart sinking into his stomach as Helene turned away, obviously pissed at these revelations. Shit, what else had he expected? That everything would be fine and dandy? Not in this universe! Terrance let out a sigh, rubbing the back of his neck. It really wasn’t fair to Helene, the dynamic of their relationship and work. She made a comment about him sleeping with her, as if to gain some kind of advantage over her, and Terrance jumped. “H-Helene, I just told you, it wasn’t like that.” He moved closer to her, wrapping his arm around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder.

“Yeah, I had to keep an eye on you. But I wasn’t just with you because of my mission… As I got to know you, I realized how fun you were, how kind and caring you are… How beautiful you are. And, I don’t care who you are or where you come from. It wouldn’t have changed how I felt about you then or now. But know that I was never using you for anything.” He pulled Helene closer to him, embracing her in a tight hug.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Tired
✖✖ I am At... Home, Noah's Office
✖✖ I am With... Myself
✖✖ I am Thinking..."Munez..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Pajamas

Viride Amor

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It seemed that Lily was quite in a predicament with all these boys around her. They were all so kind and trying to help her out, but right now they would be more help by parting and letting her get to class. But the sea of young men seemed to quickly disperse as a dark haired boy stepped through, shooing them away. She instantly recognized the young Gryffindor- Noah! They weren’t friends, by any means, but Lily was not one to push away friendly faces. The boys all seemed to heed his warning about running late to class, and they all seemed to take off in different directions. Wait, not even all of them were going to Herbology! Some of them walked with her in the opposite direction of their own classes to try and help her. Too kind. But as they dispersed she was left with Noah, now playfully smiling to her about getting to class on timer.

Lily brought her hand to her lips, softly giggling. “I really am trying, Noah! Everyone just seemed a little to insistent to help me out.” When Lily turned her attention back to the greenhouses, a thought quickly popped into her head. Noah! He was in the top of his class for Charms last year, perhaps he would be willing to give her a hand? She walked a bit with him towards the green house, playing with her blonde hair. Would it be too much of her to ask? She didn’t want to be more time and trouble for him to handle. But, if she recalled correctly- Noah didn’t even know how to tell the difference between a normal rose and a flesh eating Nordic rose. And that was something they had to learn as first years! And as far as her memory could go, he was never very good at Herbology. Perhaps… they could work out a deal of being study partners.

“I’m so excited for Herbology, today. I can’t wait to see what species we get to interact with today.” The reached the greenhouses which were full of lush greenery and plants. A short, rather plump, woman stood at the front of the greenhouse they entered, handing out dragonhide gloves. “The specimens we are dealing with today are known for spitting lethal toxins. So please, be wary! If any gets on your skin or in your eyes, drop everything and come to me. We will have to wash you up soon so the acid doesn’t burn you.” The professor spoke up, now handing out dragon hide aprons for everyone to wear to protect themselves from possible acidic burns. Lily was eager pulling on her gloves and apron. She pulled back her long blonde hair into a high and tight ponytail, grinning towards Noah.

“Thank you for helping me out with those guys back there… Why don’t we partner up?” She smiled sweetly to him, outstretching her hand to take his.

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Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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Julius watched with attentive eyes as Eva returned, and was now tracing the rim of her glass with her finger. Little things like that seemed to remind Julius of the things form their relationship they had missed. But, those little things didn’t matter now, and Julius was surprised how Eva asked him about what he planned for the future. How far ahead did she want to know? His plans for tomorrow? Next month? Next year? Retirement. He chuckled slightly, rubbing his chin as if to think it over. “I don’t know if you remember, Eva. But I used to tell you about how my father runs a family business. Arthur’s family is involved in it as well. Our family has been doing this for several generations. My intentions are to go back to Sweden to study, then come home and take over for my father. It is interesting you ask that. I imagine Arthur has the same intentions.” Julius began to dig into his own food, and Arthur ate at his slowly. It was lucky Julius kept his mouth, for the most part, shut about their family affairs. Otherwise he would be getting another swift kick to the shin. However, Julius wasn’t wrong. Though Arthur didn’t really have intention so leaving the country like Julius did, he was fully intending to continue down into the family business alongside, if not one day surpassing, his father. The only hardship now was figuring out how to get through it all without Eva finding out. Could Arthur hold up a façade from her for her entire life?

“Do you still dream of being a concert violinist?” The question quickly caught Arthur off guard. How had he known something about that? But the conversation seemed to continue with the flow from there. It was strange to Arthur. Eva and Julius seemed to be getting along relatively well, besides the occasional spouts of annoyance Julius would demonstrate. Otherwise, one would consider this to be a relatively pleasant evening. The sun seemed to set faster as the trio returned to Arthur’s car, and returned home. Arthur wanted nothing more in this world than to collapse on his bed and fall asleep holding Eva in his arms. However, this dream seemed to be slightly stunted by Julius. It came as a rather last minute announcement that Julius would be sharing Arthur’s bedroom, sleeping on the futon against the wall. Arthur didn’t have to make sure that Eva was well concealed from her normal night ware, or occasional lack of. She wore the same large t-shirt that he had got her at the beach, and the two climbed in h is own bed, while in the slight distance, across the room, Julius was trying to get comfy on the rather lumpy bed.

It seemed like instantly that Arthur had fallen asleep, but the slight buzzing of his phone beside his ears stirred him. It was almost one in the morning, as he looked down at the illuminated screen in the darkness of the room. A quick side glance towards Eva and Julius told him that they hadn’t be stirred by his phone, and Arthur looked at the message. Come to my office. Shit, Arthur had completely forgotten about the message from his father that they needed to talk. Moving slowly out of the bed, Arthur threw on some shorts, and made his way out of the bedroom, closing the door silently.

Rather than to continue sleeping peacefully, as he should, Julius had stirred at the sound of the opening and closing bedroom door, and he peaked his eyes out from his covers. Arthur seemed in a hurry… wonder what that was about. As the minutes continued to tick by, Julius began to realize that it didn’t seem that Arthur would be coming back anytime soon. Perhaps, it was time to instill a bit of mischief. Tiptoeing out of the futon, Julius snuck his way over to the side of Arthur’s bed where he had been sleeping. With the faint amount of moonlight that was drifting through the blinds of Arthur’s window, Julius could just see the sleeping outline of Eva on her side of the bed. Moving slowly, Julius climbed into the bed, pulling the covers over himself, and softly scooting closer to the sleeping Eva. Sorry, Arthur, this was nothing personal towards you. Julius moved his head towards the back of Eva’s neck, placing a gentle kiss on the back of Eva’s neck. His hand moved slowly through the sheets and rested on her hip, pulling her body closer to him.

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Alexander scratched his cheek slightly when Gigi mentioned she couldn’t see herself doing anything else. This was hard for him to believe, he could see her becoming just about anything. As a hired gun, she had to be skilled with weapons, calm, cool, collected, she had a level head, she was realistic. Perhaps in another life she would be a cop, or even a FBI or CIA agent. Alexander could definitely see her as something along those lines. But, perhaps Gigi was really happy doing what she was doing. Which was fine with Alexander. Besides, if he were the normal one, and wanted to go on to be a chef, how hard would it be for Gigi to tell him the truth about what she did for living? Perhaps it was a lot better, in their favor, that their lines of work made it easier for them to get to know one another.

The chef was preparing on the fried rice, and started to ask around the table if anyone wanted to attempt catching the rice in their mouth. Alex’s hand instantly shot up in the air, eagerly hopping up and down in his seat. “I’m a pro, do your worst!” The chef gave him a sharp glance and with no warning, threw up a ball of rice to be caught in his mouth. Alex had to lean far back in his seat, the chair standing on its two hind legs, as to catch the tiny clump of rice in his mouth. He could feel the chair about to fully tip, but he was quick to get himself upright, happily munching on the sticky rice. Alex looked at Gigi, a slight hint of mischief in his eyes. “Her next!” He pointed towards Gigi, playfully grinning towards her.

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Terrance’s eyes glanced at the clock on his night stand, running his fingers through is messy bed hair. Damn, had they really spent the weekend in bed like this? Ah, who was he kidding. He wouldn’t trade the past 24 hours for anything in the world. Good thing she was on the pill- or at least she had once been vocal about this fact before. He began to pick up his phone when Helene spoke to her. Her voice was so sweet and charming, yet this time there was a hint of seriousness in it. She wanted to air out dirty laundry. Terrance felt a slight tinge of panic in his chest, his finger somewhat nervously rubbing the side of his phone. She mentioned all four of them coming clean with their secrets to Helene. She was being fair, Terrance knew significantly more about Helene than Helene did about Terrance, or any of the others. But it wasn’t Terrance’s place to make a call like this. In fact, it rested more son in the hands of Mr. Patrone. Though Terrance had no doubt in his mind that Mr. Patrone would be more than willing to appease young Helene and answer any, if not all of her questions.

“I-I’m fine with that. But I will have to check with Jacob’s dad, and…” Terrance’s brown eyes locked with the warm eyes of Helene. Oh god, he could feel his heart melting in his chest. Don’t give him that look! He bit his lip slightly. “It isn’t my place to tell you about Arthur and Alex… though you already know enough about Jacob’s family… If you really want to know about me though…” Terrance twiddled his thumbs slightly. It was weird, him being so nervous to reveal his secret to her. He had never told anyone, and this was one of the first few times he actually felt nervous in front of a girl.

“My parent’s line of work… Well, they are international spies. In fact, they knew about you, the rest of the Carbones, and Bastien before you even came over here. As such, being a spy is also… my own duty. I knew who you were before you told me under the school bleachers that one day, Helene. My job from my parents was to keep an eye on you here. Learn more about you and your family. That kind of thing. But don’t think that is the only reason I was ever near you. Besides my line of work, I wanted to be around you. Y’know, I… I love you, Helene.” Terrance was supposed to feel better telling his secrets, but for some reason he didn’t feel better. It was as if telling the truth was an admission of keeping secrets from her, and he felt guilty.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner… But I just don’t want to get on Mr. Patrone’s bad side. At least, not again so soon… You can’t let anyone know what I’ve told you, unless he gives me the permission to.”

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Tired
✖✖ I am At... Home, Downstairs
✖✖ I am With... Myself
✖✖ I am Thinking..."Shit, what does he want?..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Pajamas

Camp Clear Spring [1 x 1]

𝘊𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘧

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘺

𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵

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Feisty, fiery, spicy. The charming grin on Xavier’s face only seemed to grow slightly with the increasingly frustrated tone of the young chica underneath him. Oh yeah, she was going to be fun. But, calling him a racist? Tisk, tisk, guess someone so attractive can’t be perfect and have a sense of humor as well. Whatever it was that she just called him in Spanish was obviously meant to be an insult by the disgusted face she was making. Even with that face, she looked so adorable. It was too much fun playing with her. “Haha, you have much to learn over these next few months.” Xavier ran his fingers through his hair. As if it would fix the hairs standing on edge, due to gravity attempting to pull the upside down boy to the ground. “I’m not a racist. You just have no humor.” He continued to smile rather cheekily. There hadn’t been any hiding it through. As much as she was showing disgust and repulsion for him now, he had seen the look in her eyes earlier. She checked him out! In the same manner that he had checked her out. How could either of them help it? They were both attractive, young adults. You know- hormones and all the like racing around.

Xavier couldn’t hold back laughter when the young girl made the bold claim to the cabin being hjers. “Your cabin? Wow. Well, newsflash, Chica. Much like my white ass ancestors before me, this land has already been claimed. Translation: We are bunk buddies, and you picked the same bed I did. Now you have to lie in it.” Rascists jokes were too easy, and seeing how much it seemed to bother her was too much to skip out on. Xavier hoisted his upper body, swung his legs over the side, and landed on his feet next to the young girl, running his fingers through his hair, this time actually pushing the unruly hairs back in place. It was going to take some time for the culture shock to probably set in. Xavier had heard plenty of times before it was probably best to let a girl unleash and vent her anger alone, however he wasn’t about to let her out of his sight so easily.

“Cabin 13, you, me, and two other unfortunate souls who were shipped out of here by their parents. Doesn’t matter what you are in for. Point is, you have two choices. Be a good girl like your parents will hope you will become, or…” Xavier’s piercing light brown eyes. “We stir up some trouble, fave fun, and try to bounce this prison. You know, typical teenager things.” he shrugged. His eyes once again glanced over her figure. Bummer that they were going to have to other people joining them in this cramped cabin. How much he would have preferred having her privately to himself. He put his hand out to her, cocking a a curious eyebrow towards the young Latina.

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𝘛𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵

𝘔𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘦𝘴

Shrouds of Hatred | | Tundra ♦ QueenofWands

恋 清水

☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷
☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲ In the cherry blossom's shade there's no such thing as a stranger. ☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷
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Taiki was exceptionally reluctant to leave the presence of Ren. But the silver haired boy was right. Tanaka was not doing good, and she needed to be attended to immediately. However, Taiki had a bad feeling that the only ones who would be capable of attending to the wounds of Tanaka would be herself or Ren. Be safe, Ren… He thought to himself, carrying the warry Tanaka into the village and finding a hut that was not burned to the ground to lay her on a soft bed. Tanaka stirred slightly from the pain, taking in a sharp breath. It was becoming more difficult for her to withstand the pain. “Taiki, go to the temple. Grab two small vials, one pink, one blue, and bring them to me…” Taiki nodded and was quick to his feet, running to the temple. As worried as he was for Tanaka’s safety, it tore deeply in his own chest to have left Ren alone. Well, technically she wasn’t alone. There was that mysterious silver haired boy who was with her… Who was oddly so familiar. Why had Taiki been so quick to trust him?... Who was that boy? Taiki looked up at the sky, where the stars were beginning to scatter the navy sky, as if he could find an answer among them.

With the sun setting, the open field was illuminated by the energy of the two demons. Ren was just feeling the muscles in her arms begin to give up. The demon was too physically powerful to withstand. Damn, if only Taiki were here. He was so powerful, he would be able to push off this demon with ease. However, it was more important that Taiki brought Tanaka into the village. Besides, Ren luckily had the assistance of her long missed, beloved best friend. And, it was Raiko who intervened to knock back the demon on his butt into the field. With the heat of the flaming sword now gone, the air felt cold on her cheeks. The demon looked unconscious and Ren wielded the Chowa, feeling the warmth where the fire sword had just been making contact on the shaft of the staff. “Leave this world, De-“ But before she could finish the statement, or raise her staff to fully point at the demon, he was back on his feet, and seemed to move faster than ever. But instead of wielding his sword, he had his hand open towards her. The nails grew sharp like claws, and there was fire now jumping at the tips of his fingers.

Ren had no chance or reacting. In one swift sweep of the demon’s claws, five slashes sliced through Ren’s upper blouse, and five deep gashes were formed on her upper chest. One of the claws cutting the string to the necklace that Taiki had given her. The fire demon grabbed the dragon’s tooth swiftly, jumping up into the nearby trees and glancing over the artifact. “Yes, this is it! Well, my mission was to retrieve this and terrorize the village. So with that- I say good bye!” And with the swift swinging of the fire demon’s blade, he seemed to vanish in a thick cloud of smoke. Ren fell to her knees, gripping onto the Chowa to hold her up from completely collapsing. Damnit! He got away. Ren moved her hand to her chest, feeling the burning and throbbing pain of the slashes across her chest, the front of her blouse now becoming blood soaked. When she moved her hand from her chest, she could already see her palm soaked with sticky red blood. Her hand gripped the Chowa, feeling her body shaking and tears continuing to form in her eyes.

Tanaka was wrong. Ren was no True Priestess. She had been completely failing her entire life purpose thus far, and now Ren was sure that she was a failure. Lifting her head, she gave Raiko an apologetic look before falling over on the ground passing out.

“If you don’t get out of my face, I will punch you in it.” Ren opened her eyes. The village could be seen in the distance… and it wasn’t in ruins… and it was no longer the middle of the night. In fact, it seemed more like winter time as there was a thin layer of snow across the ground, and everyone around her was wearing thicker clothing. In front of her stood both Taiki and Raiko. Though, not as she had just seen them. They were all younger again, as if 10 or 11 years ago. The village wasn’t destroyed, had that just been all a dream?

“You and what army, Taiki. I can do what I want. And that includes pestering you.” The two younger versions of Taiki and Raiko both seemed to be exchanging glares of death at one another. But something about them being so young seemed amusing to Ren, and she lifted her small hand to her mouth, giggling. She instantly noticed the difference in her voice- she was young once again. But even this didn’t quite feel real. It felt too much like a memory, or maybe even a dream. “You two are silly!” Ren went into a full laugh, and both Taiki and Raiko looked over at Ren, no longer glaring at one another, as a pink blush seemed to dust both their cheeks, although it was less noticeable on Taiki. Yikes, even Taiki’s face was scary in their youth.

“Ren, why do you spend so much time with this jerk?”

“Takes one to know one.” Raikio rebutted, sticking his tongue out at Taiki.

“Stop fighting already! It is freezing out here and I want to get back to the village, inside a house, and warm up by a fire. Can we get a move on already?” Ren went to take a step, but her feet felt as heavy as lead, as if she had been walking all day. Her chest had a weird throbbing pain too, and she moved her hand to her chest.

“Are you tired Ren? Let me carry you on my back.” Taiki began to approach Ren, but Raiko’s hand on Taiki’s shoulder quickly stopped him.

“No, I’ll carry Ren. You’re the one that always brags about being good at fighting. We need you on the defensive if any enemy appears.” Raiko taunted Taiki, stepping towards Ren to allow her to climb on his back. Taiki was quick to step up too, trying to push Raiko to the side.

“You idiot, you know there aren’t any enemies around.” Raiko clenched his teeth at Taiki’s sudden assault and jumped to his feet. “Oh yeah, well you’re looking right at your enemy number one!” And with that, Raiko pounced on Taiko and the two rolled around in the snow, throwing punches and smacks, much like little kids lacking fighting coordination. Ren put her hands to her cheeks in shock and slightly paralyzed. Oh no, what was she going to do with these two? Ren whined, wrapping her arms around herself as if to attempt warming herself against the harsh winter air. “Guuuuys! Stop fighting!!”

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Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

╔════════════╬ＡＲＴＨＵＲ ＺＡＶＩＥＲ ＭＹＬＥＳ╬════════════╗

Eva seemed to leave in such a hurry it didn’t give Arthur a chance to protest. However, it wasn’t his place to stop her from using the restroom. Primarily, he didn’t want to be alone with his cousin. But off she hurried away, and Arthur sighed, taking another sip of his wine. “It seems she has a lot on her mind, to me at least.” Julius spoke and Arthur raised an eyebrow. “Well, her mother just died. Her funeral was this morning… Don’t think I walk around dressed up like this all the time.” Julius chuckled slightly, taking a sip of his own wine. “I wouldn’t be surprised, honestly. It is a suiting look for a hitman in my own honest opinion. If I could have it my way, we’d all be walking around in dress suits.” Arthur simply rolled his eyes, how long had Eva been gone now. Only a few seconds and it was already beginning to feel like a lifetime.

“Was it hard killing your own girlfriends mother?” Arthur almost spat out the wine in his mouth at the quiet question uttered from Julius. In fact, it caused quite the coughing fit out of Arthur that several heads had turned. But when Arthur settled himself with the glass of water, the low mumble of conversations throughout the restraint continued. How did Julius know about that? Shit, he had probably been home all day and Arthur hadn’t known. More than likely he probably would have discussed it over breakfast with his father, or even possibly his mom. However, how did he know that Evelyn was Eva’s mother? His own mom hadn’t even known that Evelyn and Eva were related… Or at least, she tried to now show that she had known.

“For your information, I didn’t… get to. It was taken care of by the time I arrived… supposedly by my ‘Godfather’.” So I don’t know what that would have been like.” Arthur crossed his arms, feeling his phone begin to buzz in his pocket. Pulling out his phone, he saw that it was a message from his father. They were almost done with dinner, and it seemed Victor wasn’t going to be spending the night. One less stress on Arthur’s mind. However, Noah seemed to have other maters that needed to be discussed when the trio finally made it back to the house. “Ah! What a pity… Do you think you would have had the guts to do it, if you hadn’t been to late?” Arthur shot a glare towards Julius, stiffening his jaw in response. What the hell kind of question was that. One he didn’t know the answer to, that was for sure. Arthur sipped his wine again. But at the same time, he couldn’t show to his cousin that he was going soft in any ways. “Without hesitation, as always. A mission is a mission and a hit is a hit, regardless of who it is on.”

“Oh yeah. How about Eva? You said it- hit is a hit, mission is a mission.” Instantly, the dream he had about this exact scenario flashed into his brain, and played through fast forward. He didn’t even know how deeply he had been in love with Eva at that point, and he hadn’t been able to do it. The silent pause was enough answer for Julius and he simply laughed, while mayhem seemed to rack inside Arthur’s head and heart. “I don’t blame you. I don’t think I could pull the trigger on a girl with such a fine body as hers.”

“Don’t talk about her like that.” Arthur growled through grit teeth, his annoyance really showing through at this point. The server carrying their dishes seemed to notice the tension and was very quick to just drop off the dishes and top off their wine and Eva’s water.

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His warm smile didn’t waiver as he ordered a round of sake for the two of them. The chef was going around the table, starting to take everyone’s orders and Alexander was beaming. “Oh, I’m not necessarily partial to any specific food. I love cooking and all food in general. Asian, European, Latin, African. In fact, I dreamed about going into culinary school one day, opening my own restaurant. But as you know, our line of work tends to… be detrimental to these desires.” There was a slight waver in his smile, as if the realization that this dream of his would never come true. But in true spirit, he shook it off. Dreams are just dreams. They don’t all come true. The chef got to the couple, and they placed their orders, and the cups of sake also reached the table. Alexander eagerly picked up his and toasted towards Gigi. “To a wonderful date, huh?” Alex smiled brightly and took a big sip.

“Have you ever thought about that stuff before, Gigi? How life would be different if we were normal? What could you see yourself doing?” It sounded like a serious question from Alex, but he was just genuinely curious. No one really dreamed of being in their positions, or at least Alex didn’t believe anyone would. Of the group, Arthur and Terrance were probably the only two who were satisfied with their current occupational position they were born into. However, Jacob and Alex both had their own dreams.

Speaking of which, Jacob shot a bright smile towards Alyssa in his car, shutting it off as he found a spot to park. “You always remind me how much I love you.” Reaching in the glove box, Jacob pulled out, a rather comical, black, fake mustache. That didn’t match his dirty blonde hair in the slightest. He stuck it to his upper lip, and through on a pair of fake glasses. “I can’t disguise myself nearly as good as Terrance can. But, I’ve been known to dabble. Let’s go!” He took Alyssa’s hand and pulled her towards the back of the restaurant, watching as different servers came and went, throwing out trash in the nearby dumpster. One of them hadn’t closed the door all the way, and the two got to sneak in. Hanging on the wall were two white aprons, and Jacob was quick to snatch them, throwing one to Alyssa. “Act like you belong. I don’t know how long we can get away with this!” Jacob had to work hard to stifle any laughter.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Annoyed
✖✖ I am At... Italian Bistro
✖✖ I am With... Julius
✖✖ I am Thinking..."Punk..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Black suit

Viride Amor

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Lily sat calmly at the Hufflepuff table as her eyes scanned over her schedule, and she took another bite out of the roast beef sandwich she decided would be enough to quench her appetite. Her eyes were practically sparkling diamonds as she looked over her schedule. Next class: Herbology. Energy and adrenaline was pumping through her veins in excitement. Her favorite class, right after a full stomach, nothing better she could ask for. But, when her eyes landed on the next class, her last class for the day, she could feel the excitement and pleasure drain from her face, growing pale. Those sparkly diamond eyes dulled to a mute ocean blue when she read the dreaded words: Charms. God, why had she signed up to continue that class? She knew why- not to let down her parents. Although Lily knew fully well that the work she did in her herbology class was enough to make her parents beaming, she still felt as if she needed to show them she was truly a great wizard… and conquering her fear of charms was her best course of action. “What is on your mind, Lily? You seem upset?” A male’s voice interrupted Lily’s nightmare and she looked up.

There were quite a few boys who now crowded around her at the table, from different houses too, as her eyes scanned across the different yellow, red, green, and blue trim of the uniforms. They all seemed so concerned about her sad expression. But before she could get out a squeak, another voice sharply pierced the air beside her. “Beat it, leave the poor girl alone. Can’t you see her life is crumbling before you. The decency!” The girl rose to her feet, preparing to pull out her wand in a threatening way. Of course, the girl with emerald eyes and slicked black hair would never use it against these boys, it would be enough to scare them off. Whatever little trance that had drawn the boys to her table seemed to be broken by the sudden aggression from the other girl, and the boys turned on their heals and booked it away. Lily turned her head to who was possibly her polar opposite, and best friend, Slytherin Adele Amberlin. “Oh, Adele! Why did you have to go and scare them off? They were just being friendly and concerned…” Adele couldn’t role her eyes harder without her head popping off her shoulders.

“I swear… If I weren’t your friend, you’d be taken advantage of by now.” Lily tilted her head at the comment, raising an eyebrow. Exactly how the two became friends was beyond that of most of the students in the dinning hall. Adele was known for being short tempered, bossy, demanding, and all around a complete bitch. How did she become friends with the sweet angel, Lily? Well, fact of the matter was that she was probably the only girl at Hogwarts that wasn’t envious of Lily’s natural Veela charms that drew in all the boys. Primarily since she wasn’t jealous of the lost attention- she batted for the other team, anyways. While plenty of girls hated Lily for causing their crushes or boyfriends to turn their heads in the halls, Adele couldn’t care less. Adele, being the natural leader, she was, felt a need to… perhaps protect the poor, unaware Lily from the boys of Hogwarts. Lily just giggled at her best friend’s ferocity, continuing to eat her sandwich and letting out a sigh. “Why couldn’t my day end with my favorite class, Herbology? Rather than charms… I’m going to be terribly bored after being so excited and having a blast…”

Adele glanced over her friend’s schedule, sighing to herself as well. “Truly a shame… and I don’t have these classes with you, so you’d better keep your wits about you.” But Adele’s warning seemed to fall on deaf ears, and Adele simply rolled her eyes. “Unfortunately… can’t help you much out there. You know that Potions is my true skill. I’m lucky that I get by with the grades I do in Charms.”

Lily groaned, placing her head on the wooden table, lifting her head and letting it drop a few times. Adele jumped slightly, grabbing Lily to stop slamming her head on the table. “Gonna give yourself a concussion like that… Perhaps you can try and partner up with one of the gals in Charms… or perhaps a boy, they’d be more than willing to help you with your problems.” Adele seemed to roll her eyes and Lily smiled a little. “I can hope… but I’m afraid I’ll be more trouble for them than they need… You know how I hate being a nuisance…”

Lunch was drawing to an end, and the two friends parted, Lily waving eagerly to her disappearing friend as she rounded a corner to the dungeon for potions. Pushing away the worries and troubles of charms, Lily practically had a skip in her step as she made the way to the green houses for Herbology, a small gaggle of boys following close behind her. Each of them seemed to be enchanted by her. “Let me carry your textbooks, Lily… Or your backpack!” A few of them tried to help and Lily giggle, shaking her head. “I’m fine, don’t worry about me!” But the boys seemed a little too insistent as they stood in her path. Come on, at this rate she was going to be late to her favorite class.

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Viride Amor

Name:
Lily Liddian
Age:
16
Appearance:

Blood Status:
Half-Blood (Half-Veela)
Class Year:
6th Year
House:
Hufflepuff
Wand:
11-inch Chestnut with Unicorn Hair core
Personality:
"Chestnut is attracted to witches and wizards who are skilled tamers of magical beasts, those who possess great gifts in Herbology, and those who are natural fliers."
"Three successive heads of the Wizengamot have possessed chestnut and unicorn wands, for this combination shows a predilection for those concerned with all manner of justice."
Patronus:
Dolphin
Strengths:
Loyal
Empathtic
Compassionate
Friendly
Weaknesses:
Overly-Sensitive
Cares Too Much About What Other's Think
Magically Unskilled
Timid/Easily Spooked
Personality:
Lily gets along with almost everyone she meets. Only those who choose not to like her, do not. Lily is a warm presence to be around, and she cares deeply for her close friends. She is always a shoulder to cry on, and someone to rant to. When people are upset or downtrodden, Lily is their go to. Her lack of bravery usually holds her back.
History/Bio:
Lily's family is from a more temperate climate area of England. Prior to attending Hogwarts, Lily already had a significantly greater experience working with a ride range of plant life from her parents. So, it has always been her best subject throughout the entirety of her school career, usually being in the top 5 students in Herbology each year. Lily's mother is a Veela, and her father a Wizard. As a result, as Lily grew older she tended to attract many looks from other students. Several boys have tried to court her. However, she always misinterprets their intentions with her as being just very friendly. As a result, Lily has a significantly greater number of "male friends" than she does female friends. Another consequence of this, is that many other female classmates dislike her. Though she never really understood why.

Test Test Test (QueenOfWands)

Lily Liddian

Name:
Lily Liddian
Age:
16
Appearance:

Blood Status:
Half-Blood (Half-Veela)
Class Year:
6th Year
House:
Hufflepuff
Wand:
11-inch Chestnut with Unicorn Hair core
Personality:
"Chestnut is attracted to witches and wizards who are skilled tamers of magical beasts, those who possess great gifts in Herbology, and those who are natural fliers."
"Three successive heads of the Wizengamot have possessed chestnut and unicorn wands, for this combination shows a predilection for those concerned with all manner of justice."
Patronus:
Dolphin
Strengths:
Loyal
Empathtic
Compassionate
Friendly
Weaknesses:
Overly-Sensitive
Cares Too Much About What Other's Think
Magically Unskilled
Timid/Easily Spooked
Personality:
Lily gets along with almost everyone she meets. Only those who choose not to like her, do not. Lily is a warm presence to be around, and she cares deeply for her close friends. She is always a shoulder to cry on, and someone to rant to. When people are upset or downtrodden, Lily is their go to. Her lack of bravery usually holds her back.
History/Bio:
Lily's family is from a more temperate climate area of England. Prior to attending Hogwarts, Lily already had a significantly greater experience working with a ride range of plant life from her parents. So, it has always been her best subject throughout the entirety of her school career, usually being in the top 5 students in Herbology each year. Lily's mother is a Veela, and her father a Wizard. As a result, as Lily grew older she tended to attract many looks from other students. Several boys have tried to court her. However, she always misinterprets their intentions with her as being just very friendly. As a result, Lily has a significantly greater number of "male friends" than she does female friends. Another consequence of this, is that many other female classmates dislike her. Though she never really understood why.