Meltdown.
bạn are having a meltdown and your face is failing to hide it. Your lips are part, your eyes widen all because of this guy standing before you. In all his Captain American (your nickname for him) Glory with his, what bạn just notice, large hands griping your umbrella. bạn glanced over your locker hoping, praying, that Narnia was just a leap away. Quickly bạn made a mental note to make a bonfire out of your Father’s fantaisie books.
“Vash?” He called out, grabbing your attention once more. You… You… What do bạn do with this giant, then again standing at 5’3” anyone is a giant compared to you, which not only play but also hang with the same crowd that beats the living hell out of you? “I wanted to—“
Saved bởi the bell, without warning bạn slam your locker shut with the needed materials dangling from your arms and beeline to your 1st period. The hallways suddenly became a highway: mouths honking, heavy flow with exits with each turn and scurrying feet to make their destination. Nothing is new and everything is simple. Until over all the buzz of gibberish, bạn heard him.
Loud and clear and over the herd,” Vash let’s meet up after school, bởi the lunch yard!”
Don’t turn around, don’t turn around but most of all, do not turn around! Damn it, bạn turn your head. bạn just don’t listen do you? Despite all your claims from the night before about how bạn are not going to have any, any relations with Captain America. bạn blew it, bạn acknowledge him and now he is going to take advantage of the approval bạn gave for turning around and acknowledging him. Yeah, slap your forehead as bạn enter 1st period: Computer Applications.
An easy class to have in the morning, nothing too complicated for your drooping mind. bạn sat idly in front of the blaring screen, occasionally swooshing your chair causing your hanging feet to swing. Mr. Paulson was explaining a little too thrilling voice for the absent minded teenagers on how,” today, we will be learning how to make Menus in Microsoft Word!” Just like that, the excruciating 58-minute period started and each keystroke was slowly killing off some minutes. bạn mind was elsewhere and bạn realize that when Mr. Paulson stalked over and told you,” Vash, bạn been typing the same sentence for the last 5 minutes.”
“I am?” Yes bạn are. Staring at the sentence that was repeated about a dozen times.
“How about going to sleep early?” He joked, lightly patting your back before taking his leave to help another nameless student in your book.
Superman fingertips gently trace over the large chest of his fellow hero, his friend. He desperately searched for the slightest heartbeat, hoping he was wrong.
bạn brought your palm over your face in distress; this was not the time and most of all, not the place to work on your homoerotic fanfiction. Button smashing the Backspace key, bạn started to wonder if anybody in your classroom actually read fanfics. Deciding to survey of your classmates, bạn became conscious of a fact. bạn don’t know a single name.
“Did bạn need something, Vash?”
“Oh! No, no, no. Not at all, I was just…” bạn quit mid sentence and went straight back to the screen.
There wasn’t a chance in sight for bạn to get back to work. Sighing bạn saved whatever bạn had done, a tiêu đề in Broadway font, and went straight to the web. Trying to get your mind off of your stupidity, however just as the Wikipedia page loaded up your pocket vibrated. bạn felt your blood run cold while bạn fumble to take out your phone. A riddled neighbor was watching your pathetic display of being sly; she shook her head acknowledging your fail attempt. You, on the other hand, paid little attention to her peek.
Finally releasing your phone from the clutches of plaid, bạn con vịt, vịt behind the tower station beside your monitor and took a look. It was a message from one of your chums, Olivier hoặc what bạn saved her as: “Robin.”
“hey, hey, my little sources told me that bạn were talking to a certain blondy name Colt;)”
Great, the last person bạn wanted to know knows. Ducking bạn hear lower and deeper into the glaring screen, bạn quirky text back,” robin where did bạn hear that from???”
Off it went. Still, bạn kept your eyes locked onto the screen waiting for the tiếp theo message from your crazed friend. At the same time, bạn were experiencing a small tim, trái tim attack, an attack that your fanboy tim, trái tim knows all too well but damn it; this is not the good kind!
The phone slipped from your palms and landed straight onto the keyboard, to your luck, Olivier texted back. Just as the first vibrating resonated, bạn snatch the out-dated phone and quickly snapped your heard above the tower to see if anybody notice.
“a little birdy told me~”
“was it wg?!?!” bởi W.G. bạn mean Wonder Girl, hoặc what she is better known as Kairi.
“yup, she told me he was talking to bạn bởi your locker. Are bạn guys an item now;) didn’t know bạn had a blonde fetish, how are we going to break it rusty?”
“NO bạn ravaging butt!”
Just when bạn were about to send the message, s cough twitched your ear. Pulling up from the screen bạn saw it was Mr. Paulson with a stern look of disapproval.
“Vash.”
“Sorry, Mr. Paulson.” bạn apologize as bạn handed over your flip.
“Come after school to retrieve it.”
“Okay.”
When he left, bạn solemnly placed your head onto the bàn and just wish over and over again to die there…. In reality on a (filthy) computer bàn in a room filled with people bạn don’t even know but in fantasy, bạn were in the arms of your hero… Superma—Colt?!
Jumping up from your seat, bạn took another glance around the room. Good, no one notice your stupidity. Shaking your head in disgust, bạn return back to your work. Up until the chuông, bell rang.
After slipping out of 1st period, the rest of the evening was dreadful, almost painstaking irritating. Somehow the drone evolved to monotone, the chattering became idiotic no matter who’s in the conversation, even the once soothing AC filled Chem. lab felt like a jab straight to your bones.
When the afternoon came rolling around with the sound of grade B products being thrown away, bạn were head deep into your locker searching for textbook while Russ was standing beside bạn rambling on about how his contacts were killing him.
“….. So I might switch back to my glasses.” He leaned against the locker right tiếp theo to yours. “It’s not my first choice but it’s my only choice.”
“Isn’t still bóng đá season?”
“Shit!” Russ slapped his forehead. “That reminds me…”
“Huh?” bạn began to withdraw from cavern, your lip biting onto the sleeve of Russ’ jacket.
“I forgot, fuck!”
Russ still had bạn in the dark. bạn watch him, wide eye, reach for his bag and slung the straps over his shoulders.
“Soccer meeting right now, I’ll see bạn later?”
bạn carefully shut your locker shut, your fingers barely peeking out the long sleeve.
“IRL?”
“Maybe, if anything I’ll let bạn know.”
“ ‘Kay.” bạn peep.
Russ just smiled, one of those smiles that get bạn all warm inside. bạn smile back and before bạn know it, he yanks bạn phía trước, chuyển tiếp and wrapped his arms around you. After getting over the initial stinging, it felt nice. The warmth of the chịu, gấu hug making bạn feel all cozy, as if bạn were sitting in front of the fireplace đọc some,” Action Comics.”
“You know where to find me if anything.”
Like that Russ was gone, mixing with the overpopulating crowd. It was hard to spot him since he wasn’t wearing his signature green lettermen. Reasoning being that you, yes you, are wearing it. Seeing there’s no point of staring into the abyss, bạn turn around to the other direction. However in mid step bạn were caught off guard bởi a new pair of hands. Your back slammed against the locker, already people began to turn their cheeks and shuffle away. Your glasses slide down the bridge of your nose, your vision becoming blurred yet bạn could still make out the blue irises staring, glaring at you. Under his smoldering glare, bạn shuddered from his smolder.
“Vash, who was that?” His farm boy accent prompt, an accent bạn were teased for never having. “Huh?”
“Russell.” bạn whimper while bạn avert your glance elsewhere.
The pressure against your shoulders started to become overbearing, bạn hoped they wouldn’t pop out of place. bạn kicked your feet down only swiping air; quickly bạn brought your gaze back to him. It was Colt. His face contorted with anger and bạn don’t know why.
“You’re… You’re hurting me.” bạn admit while bạn hands ringed his wrist.
Suddenly, bạn dropped. Your body slammed against the floor as súng colt, con trăn, colt banged his heels away, ignoring your puzzlement with ease. Nonetheless, bạn picked yourself up brushing off the dirt from plaid pants. bạn took another glance towards Colt, who was making way for the wet yard. bạn notice that súng colt, con trăn, colt was walking rather… fast. Maybe he was in hurry that’s why he didn’t slap bạn around, who knows? All bạn know is, if súng colt, con trăn, colt does finish whatever task at hand bạn need to make out of school fast.
súng colt, con trăn, colt was no Ivan, that much bạn know already. Ivan has strength of an average football player whereas súng colt, con trăn, colt is beyond those years. bạn squeezed your shoulders in remembrance, his warmth still lingers. Maybe bạn were just imagining it: the inhuman pressure. Colt’s thumbing sat snuggly over your petite shoulders, his thick fingers digging into your shoulders. Anybody could do that, but… That look he gave you. The sensation rattling throughout your body like a heat wave, causing sparks to fly. bạn shuddered at the thought. What were you, a masochistic?
bạn pondered upon these thoughts as bạn slip under the whole underneath the fence. Ditching school is a no big deal for you, in fact bạn rather be trang chủ all ngày experimenting on your latest findings hoặc chatting with your chums over the Internet. However, Russ speaks otherwise.
The relationship between bạn and Russ is complicated at best; the only clearance bạn ever gain was that bạn consider him as a bro. Still, bạn couldn’t help but to think he wants to be thêm than that, the way he treats you, hugs you, touches you. It’s different from Olivier for sure. Naturally bạn weren’t the only one receiving these vibes, a lot of girls treat bạn like một giây class if not completely shun you. Unlike you, Russ is a được ưa chuộng guy: Charismatic, athletic, adventurous and handsome. You, on the other hand, are nothing like that. bạn doubt that you’ll ever become like that: you’re social awkward, bạn consider sports as witchcraft, bạn prefer your comfort zone and buckteeth, and glasses are not bringing in the men.
Sighing, bạn keep walking on the lonesome street. Russ is a cool guy and no doubt bạn tình yêu him like a bro. He was the first person bạn came out the closet to, all he đã đưa ý kiến was,” is that suppose to change anything?” and gave bạn this confuse look. bạn didn’t get it until afterwards but he wasn’t confused at all, in fact he was enlightened. bạn smile at the thought whereas bạn bawl you’re eyes out at the time because bạn thought he was making fun of you.
Homosexuality is a hard thing to live with, especially in a small community here in Kansas. bạn have yet to come out the closet but what’s the point where there’s already a rumor going around. bạn look at your sleeve-covered hands: this áo khoác was the nguồn of the problems.
It all star—
Honks of the horn blare and disrupt your flow, bạn turn to your left and hello came the semi truck. bạn froze, body becoming tense. bạn stare like a deer caught in the headlights oh dear is this right?
Reflexively bạn brought your hands over your face in a lame attempt of defense. bạn ready for impact, ready for the tears of your father and mother to drop. bạn were ready for the worst. Yet, nothing came except the scraps of the snarling metal. bạn drop your hands just like your jaw dropped.
The semi was put to the stop but not bởi the brakes it was supplied with. Human, a being with his red cape slumping over his bare shoulder, stopped it bởi the sapphire boots he stomp in. He glances from behind his tussle blonde hair already bạn quiver underneath his gaze.
“Who are you?" Your mind taking over your vocals.
bạn are having a meltdown and your face is failing to hide it. Your lips are part, your eyes widen all because of this guy standing before you. In all his Captain American (your nickname for him) Glory with his, what bạn just notice, large hands griping your umbrella. bạn glanced over your locker hoping, praying, that Narnia was just a leap away. Quickly bạn made a mental note to make a bonfire out of your Father’s fantaisie books.
“Vash?” He called out, grabbing your attention once more. You… You… What do bạn do with this giant, then again standing at 5’3” anyone is a giant compared to you, which not only play but also hang with the same crowd that beats the living hell out of you? “I wanted to—“
Saved bởi the bell, without warning bạn slam your locker shut with the needed materials dangling from your arms and beeline to your 1st period. The hallways suddenly became a highway: mouths honking, heavy flow with exits with each turn and scurrying feet to make their destination. Nothing is new and everything is simple. Until over all the buzz of gibberish, bạn heard him.
Loud and clear and over the herd,” Vash let’s meet up after school, bởi the lunch yard!”
Don’t turn around, don’t turn around but most of all, do not turn around! Damn it, bạn turn your head. bạn just don’t listen do you? Despite all your claims from the night before about how bạn are not going to have any, any relations with Captain America. bạn blew it, bạn acknowledge him and now he is going to take advantage of the approval bạn gave for turning around and acknowledging him. Yeah, slap your forehead as bạn enter 1st period: Computer Applications.
An easy class to have in the morning, nothing too complicated for your drooping mind. bạn sat idly in front of the blaring screen, occasionally swooshing your chair causing your hanging feet to swing. Mr. Paulson was explaining a little too thrilling voice for the absent minded teenagers on how,” today, we will be learning how to make Menus in Microsoft Word!” Just like that, the excruciating 58-minute period started and each keystroke was slowly killing off some minutes. bạn mind was elsewhere and bạn realize that when Mr. Paulson stalked over and told you,” Vash, bạn been typing the same sentence for the last 5 minutes.”
“I am?” Yes bạn are. Staring at the sentence that was repeated about a dozen times.
“How about going to sleep early?” He joked, lightly patting your back before taking his leave to help another nameless student in your book.
Superman fingertips gently trace over the large chest of his fellow hero, his friend. He desperately searched for the slightest heartbeat, hoping he was wrong.
bạn brought your palm over your face in distress; this was not the time and most of all, not the place to work on your homoerotic fanfiction. Button smashing the Backspace key, bạn started to wonder if anybody in your classroom actually read fanfics. Deciding to survey of your classmates, bạn became conscious of a fact. bạn don’t know a single name.
“Did bạn need something, Vash?”
“Oh! No, no, no. Not at all, I was just…” bạn quit mid sentence and went straight back to the screen.
There wasn’t a chance in sight for bạn to get back to work. Sighing bạn saved whatever bạn had done, a tiêu đề in Broadway font, and went straight to the web. Trying to get your mind off of your stupidity, however just as the Wikipedia page loaded up your pocket vibrated. bạn felt your blood run cold while bạn fumble to take out your phone. A riddled neighbor was watching your pathetic display of being sly; she shook her head acknowledging your fail attempt. You, on the other hand, paid little attention to her peek.
Finally releasing your phone from the clutches of plaid, bạn con vịt, vịt behind the tower station beside your monitor and took a look. It was a message from one of your chums, Olivier hoặc what bạn saved her as: “Robin.”
“hey, hey, my little sources told me that bạn were talking to a certain blondy name Colt;)”
Great, the last person bạn wanted to know knows. Ducking bạn hear lower and deeper into the glaring screen, bạn quirky text back,” robin where did bạn hear that from???”
Off it went. Still, bạn kept your eyes locked onto the screen waiting for the tiếp theo message from your crazed friend. At the same time, bạn were experiencing a small tim, trái tim attack, an attack that your fanboy tim, trái tim knows all too well but damn it; this is not the good kind!
The phone slipped from your palms and landed straight onto the keyboard, to your luck, Olivier texted back. Just as the first vibrating resonated, bạn snatch the out-dated phone and quickly snapped your heard above the tower to see if anybody notice.
“a little birdy told me~”
“was it wg?!?!” bởi W.G. bạn mean Wonder Girl, hoặc what she is better known as Kairi.
“yup, she told me he was talking to bạn bởi your locker. Are bạn guys an item now;) didn’t know bạn had a blonde fetish, how are we going to break it rusty?”
“NO bạn ravaging butt!”
Just when bạn were about to send the message, s cough twitched your ear. Pulling up from the screen bạn saw it was Mr. Paulson with a stern look of disapproval.
“Vash.”
“Sorry, Mr. Paulson.” bạn apologize as bạn handed over your flip.
“Come after school to retrieve it.”
“Okay.”
When he left, bạn solemnly placed your head onto the bàn and just wish over and over again to die there…. In reality on a (filthy) computer bàn in a room filled with people bạn don’t even know but in fantasy, bạn were in the arms of your hero… Superma—Colt?!
Jumping up from your seat, bạn took another glance around the room. Good, no one notice your stupidity. Shaking your head in disgust, bạn return back to your work. Up until the chuông, bell rang.
After slipping out of 1st period, the rest of the evening was dreadful, almost painstaking irritating. Somehow the drone evolved to monotone, the chattering became idiotic no matter who’s in the conversation, even the once soothing AC filled Chem. lab felt like a jab straight to your bones.
When the afternoon came rolling around with the sound of grade B products being thrown away, bạn were head deep into your locker searching for textbook while Russ was standing beside bạn rambling on about how his contacts were killing him.
“….. So I might switch back to my glasses.” He leaned against the locker right tiếp theo to yours. “It’s not my first choice but it’s my only choice.”
“Isn’t still bóng đá season?”
“Shit!” Russ slapped his forehead. “That reminds me…”
“Huh?” bạn began to withdraw from cavern, your lip biting onto the sleeve of Russ’ jacket.
“I forgot, fuck!”
Russ still had bạn in the dark. bạn watch him, wide eye, reach for his bag and slung the straps over his shoulders.
“Soccer meeting right now, I’ll see bạn later?”
bạn carefully shut your locker shut, your fingers barely peeking out the long sleeve.
“IRL?”
“Maybe, if anything I’ll let bạn know.”
“ ‘Kay.” bạn peep.
Russ just smiled, one of those smiles that get bạn all warm inside. bạn smile back and before bạn know it, he yanks bạn phía trước, chuyển tiếp and wrapped his arms around you. After getting over the initial stinging, it felt nice. The warmth of the chịu, gấu hug making bạn feel all cozy, as if bạn were sitting in front of the fireplace đọc some,” Action Comics.”
“You know where to find me if anything.”
Like that Russ was gone, mixing with the overpopulating crowd. It was hard to spot him since he wasn’t wearing his signature green lettermen. Reasoning being that you, yes you, are wearing it. Seeing there’s no point of staring into the abyss, bạn turn around to the other direction. However in mid step bạn were caught off guard bởi a new pair of hands. Your back slammed against the locker, already people began to turn their cheeks and shuffle away. Your glasses slide down the bridge of your nose, your vision becoming blurred yet bạn could still make out the blue irises staring, glaring at you. Under his smoldering glare, bạn shuddered from his smolder.
“Vash, who was that?” His farm boy accent prompt, an accent bạn were teased for never having. “Huh?”
“Russell.” bạn whimper while bạn avert your glance elsewhere.
The pressure against your shoulders started to become overbearing, bạn hoped they wouldn’t pop out of place. bạn kicked your feet down only swiping air; quickly bạn brought your gaze back to him. It was Colt. His face contorted with anger and bạn don’t know why.
“You’re… You’re hurting me.” bạn admit while bạn hands ringed his wrist.
Suddenly, bạn dropped. Your body slammed against the floor as súng colt, con trăn, colt banged his heels away, ignoring your puzzlement with ease. Nonetheless, bạn picked yourself up brushing off the dirt from plaid pants. bạn took another glance towards Colt, who was making way for the wet yard. bạn notice that súng colt, con trăn, colt was walking rather… fast. Maybe he was in hurry that’s why he didn’t slap bạn around, who knows? All bạn know is, if súng colt, con trăn, colt does finish whatever task at hand bạn need to make out of school fast.
súng colt, con trăn, colt was no Ivan, that much bạn know already. Ivan has strength of an average football player whereas súng colt, con trăn, colt is beyond those years. bạn squeezed your shoulders in remembrance, his warmth still lingers. Maybe bạn were just imagining it: the inhuman pressure. Colt’s thumbing sat snuggly over your petite shoulders, his thick fingers digging into your shoulders. Anybody could do that, but… That look he gave you. The sensation rattling throughout your body like a heat wave, causing sparks to fly. bạn shuddered at the thought. What were you, a masochistic?
bạn pondered upon these thoughts as bạn slip under the whole underneath the fence. Ditching school is a no big deal for you, in fact bạn rather be trang chủ all ngày experimenting on your latest findings hoặc chatting with your chums over the Internet. However, Russ speaks otherwise.
The relationship between bạn and Russ is complicated at best; the only clearance bạn ever gain was that bạn consider him as a bro. Still, bạn couldn’t help but to think he wants to be thêm than that, the way he treats you, hugs you, touches you. It’s different from Olivier for sure. Naturally bạn weren’t the only one receiving these vibes, a lot of girls treat bạn like một giây class if not completely shun you. Unlike you, Russ is a được ưa chuộng guy: Charismatic, athletic, adventurous and handsome. You, on the other hand, are nothing like that. bạn doubt that you’ll ever become like that: you’re social awkward, bạn consider sports as witchcraft, bạn prefer your comfort zone and buckteeth, and glasses are not bringing in the men.
Sighing, bạn keep walking on the lonesome street. Russ is a cool guy and no doubt bạn tình yêu him like a bro. He was the first person bạn came out the closet to, all he đã đưa ý kiến was,” is that suppose to change anything?” and gave bạn this confuse look. bạn didn’t get it until afterwards but he wasn’t confused at all, in fact he was enlightened. bạn smile at the thought whereas bạn bawl you’re eyes out at the time because bạn thought he was making fun of you.
Homosexuality is a hard thing to live with, especially in a small community here in Kansas. bạn have yet to come out the closet but what’s the point where there’s already a rumor going around. bạn look at your sleeve-covered hands: this áo khoác was the nguồn of the problems.
It all star—
Honks of the horn blare and disrupt your flow, bạn turn to your left and hello came the semi truck. bạn froze, body becoming tense. bạn stare like a deer caught in the headlights oh dear is this right?
Reflexively bạn brought your hands over your face in a lame attempt of defense. bạn ready for impact, ready for the tears of your father and mother to drop. bạn were ready for the worst. Yet, nothing came except the scraps of the snarling metal. bạn drop your hands just like your jaw dropped.
The semi was put to the stop but not bởi the brakes it was supplied with. Human, a being with his red cape slumping over his bare shoulder, stopped it bởi the sapphire boots he stomp in. He glances from behind his tussle blonde hair already bạn quiver underneath his gaze.
“Who are you?" Your mind taking over your vocals.
Civvies
Until I get a chance for a danh sách of short bios, here's the statuses of OCs written about/ created/ killed in the last year. There may be a couple whom bạn don't recognize, so feel free to ask any các câu hỏi in the bình luận section below!
Among the Living:
Nic Canis
Declan Conners & Dane Conners (married)
Riley Jr. Conners
Aleksander Felis
Noëlle Felis
Gabriel of House Graecus
Coda and Adam Kenway (siblings)
Pollux and Bellamy Serpente (siblings)
Vika Vernadskaya
Sasha Vernadsky
Aryess "Angel" Weston
Kai & Amara (haven't discussed with McL if we're hyphenating hoặc what yet, but these are Ary's and Bentley's twins)
Michel
Abaddon "Don"
Deceased:
Jedediah Cage
Roxanne Weston and Riley Sr. Conners (married)
Daemian Conners
Tommy Felis
Persephone "Percy" of House Graecus
Venus "Aphrodite" of House Graecus
Jasper Kenway
Nereus Marina
Castor Serpente
Sansa Vernadskaya
Maivus "Whisper" de Vent
Among the Living:
Nic Canis
Declan Conners & Dane Conners (married)
Riley Jr. Conners
Aleksander Felis
Noëlle Felis
Gabriel of House Graecus
Coda and Adam Kenway (siblings)
Pollux and Bellamy Serpente (siblings)
Vika Vernadskaya
Sasha Vernadsky
Aryess "Angel" Weston
Kai & Amara (haven't discussed with McL if we're hyphenating hoặc what yet, but these are Ary's and Bentley's twins)
Michel
Abaddon "Don"
Deceased:
Jedediah Cage
Roxanne Weston and Riley Sr. Conners (married)
Daemian Conners
Tommy Felis
Persephone "Percy" of House Graecus
Venus "Aphrodite" of House Graecus
Jasper Kenway
Nereus Marina
Castor Serpente
Sansa Vernadskaya
Maivus "Whisper" de Vent
Name:Jake An Do
age:16
Appearance:Black hair,brown eyes,6"3',and fair skinned
Powers:walks through walls and other objects,super strength,throws fireballs,can see things while they're happening
*He hates people that are snobby and self centered.
*he is bisexual(btw forgot to mention this but so is Ashton)(new couple!)
*he discovered his powers as a young child one ngày when he was Mất tích in the woods.
*He loves guitar,art,video games,watching movies,soccer,football,baseball,and cooking
age:16
Appearance:Black hair,brown eyes,6"3',and fair skinned
Powers:walks through walls and other objects,super strength,throws fireballs,can see things while they're happening
*He hates people that are snobby and self centered.
*he is bisexual(btw forgot to mention this but so is Ashton)(new couple!)
*he discovered his powers as a young child one ngày when he was Mất tích in the woods.
*He loves guitar,art,video games,watching movies,soccer,football,baseball,and cooking
Rouge
