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MEAN DIVAS FIGHT!!!!!!! I was afraid OLM was not going to give me this

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New Names for Throw Away Side Characters Just Dropped:

Allenzander Alexandrew Petrick Pater Ronathan Johnald Micholas Nichael Branjamin Bendon Bobert Billiam

Aliceandra Elizabethany Samanda Amantha Kaitryn Julica Jessabella Kasan  Susren Ashirley Emileigh

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"Guardians of Stone": Age Thirteen: Chapter Four : Poly Fantasy BTS AU

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Poly BTS, Fantasy, Supernatural AU,

Fallen Angels, demons,angels, yandere themes, fantasy themes, supernatural themes.

💜 chapter 4: age 13 💜

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Anxious fingers continue to fidget with the handle on the cello case. 

There were people everywhere. 

Her father had a function and Jessabella was meant to perform. 

It wasn't a question or a request but rather a direct command.  

The place was the picture elegance. 

Truthfully, the function itself probably cost more than most people would make in their lifetime. 

And her father spent it like it was nothing because to him that's exactly what it was. 

Money was no object for him. 

He thought it could solve all problems. 

"Everyone has a price, Jessabella.  Anything and anyone can be bought, for the right amount. You would do well to remember that." he had said to her more times than she could count. 

She hated him for that. 

For that mentality. 

The very idea that he thought he could just buy people off. 

After all, it had never worked for her and she was his own blood. 

His only child and one that he had given ever material thing anyone could ever desire. 

But she would never accept him because he was evil. 

She truly believed that. 

In her thirteen years of life, she had seen the true dark, cruel twisted side of him and it didn't matter what other thoughts. 

She had seen the wicked grin that lay just behind the charming smile he gave to the socialites. 

He was dashing and handsome and successful but she knew exactly who he was. 

However, she was still a child and there was only so much she could do. 

She had tried. 

Oh, how she had tried. 

She'd ran away more times than either of them could keep up with but she never got far for long because he had people everywhere. 

It was only a matter of time before she was deposited right back into his hands. 

"You're meant to inherit my legacy, Jessabella.   You are the only heir and it's expected of you." he would say every time.   "But apparently you have another lesson to learn." 

It was always followed by a statement to the public that she was off on another vacation with her 'doting, loving father'. 

To the public, he was the widowed single father to the daughter who he spoiled and adored. 

No one else saw the absolute hell behind closed doors. 

A month later when the bruises had healed and he was convinced he'd broken her spirit enough- only then would he allow her to go out into the world again. 

A hand settled on her shoulder, a little too hard to be comfortable. 

"Darling." 

She nearly gagged as the word leaving his lips. 

"It's time for your performance." he said. 

Jessabella looked up at her father. 

His black hair glinting in the light, the smile on his face sharp- a warning. 

She simply nodded tugging her cello out and getting settled. 

She had chosen "Numb" by Linkin Park. 

She hadn't bothered to run it by him because there would be no lyrics and she knew it wouldn't matter. 

It was simply about the music and the idea that his 'beloved daughter' was a prodigy. 

In truth, she was but she hated that he referred to her as such. 

She just loved music, of any kind. 

Music put her feelings into the words that she couldn't seem to get out. 

She took a deep breath before she let the song overtake her. 

The bow sliding across the strings effectively captivating the audience. 

She knew it was. 

The song was beautiful and the composition of it was gorgeous. 

The lyrics spoke to her personally and even without them… the emotion bled through in the melody. 

She sang along in her head as she played, the pads of her fingers calloused from hours against the strings. 

'I'm tired of being what you want me to be.  Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface.  Don't know what you're expecting of me.  Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes.' 

Tears brewed behind her closed eyes but she would be damned if she let them fall. 

She thought of her mother often.  

There had definitely been struggles but she hadn't deserved to die. 

And Jessabella missed her. 

'I've become so numb.  I can't feel you there.  Become so tired.  So much more aware.' 

She hated being alone with her father. 

She hated it. 

At times, she understood her mother's reasons. 

Her eyes opened focused in across the street. 

The back of Bangtan Mansion displayed before her, guarded by the iron gate. 

It was right across from the local country club. 

It had been three years since she'd been back. 

She was still terrified of her experience but at times, she wondered if whatever happened… might've been better than this. 

Her eyes slid down to the crowd to see her father standing there. 

He looked proud. 

Not of her. 

But of the envy in the other's eyes. 

She was nothing more than a possession to him. 

Something to gloat about and lord over others. 

She hated him. 

Her eyes closed again, trying to just focus on the music. 

'I'm becoming this.  All I want to do is be more like me and be less like you. 

And I know I may end up failing too but I know you were just like me with someone disappointed in you. 

I've become so numb.  I can't feel you there. I'm tired of being what you want me to be.  I've become so numb.' 

She finished her performance to an outstanding ovation and her father all but leapt on the stage, harshly tugging her into his side. 

He went on to brag about his 'prodigy' of a child and she barely kept it together. 

She gave a few polite bows before she promptly got as far away from the stage as she could. 

Normally, he would take this opportunity to cart her around like a prized show pony but he was distracted by some politician. 

She saw her chance and she took it, sneaking out of the party and down the street. 

Her black heels clacked on the sidewalk, the matching black dress blowing in the wind a bit. 

She already missed her cargos and combat boots. 

Her hair had been pinned into submission and her face painted to look much older than the young teenager that she was. 

She was so lost in her thoughts that she almost ran into something as it swung out in front of her. 

Her eyes narrowed at the iron slightly swaying in front of her feet. 

Eyes dragging up to see that it was in fact a gate and she was standing right outside of Bangtan Manor. 

Apparently, it had an entrance in the back that she'd never noticed. 

Though truthfully, it was a bit overgrown. 

She gnawed on her lip for a moment, deciding if she should go in or not. 

"Last time you nearly got yourself killed." she said to herself.  "But then again, here lately, maybe…" 

She shook her head of the dark thoughts… but apparently not enough to clear them because soon enough she was pushing through the vines and stepping onto the property again. 

It was quiet. 

The kind of quiet associated with horror movies before the main character got ripped to shreds. 

Even with that knowledge… she pressed on. 

She slid her heels off, the grass tickling her bare feet but soothing the soreness. 

She sighed. 

There were no voices. 

She was sure that they were angry with her, after all, what would she expect after the last encounter. 

She'd nearly been killed. 

Though, at times when she lay awake at night, she wondered if that had been intentional. 

She had many conversations with Jimin before. 

That in and of itself sounded insane, she knew. 

He was a statue after all but she had long since accepted that she wasn't normal. 

And he had always been kind to her before. 

She ventured further into the property where she knew a small pond sat. 

It was still a bit overgrown but there were flowers blossom in varying shades of pink and the little wooden bench was still in tact. 

She took a seat as she looked up at the statue closest to her. 

If anyone had been blessed by Aphrodite, it was that man. 

He was truly beautiful in every way. 

"Hello, Seokjinnie." she said.  

She received no answer but she didn't really expect one to be honest. 

It would be a miracle if she managed to leave there alive today and somehow… she had made her peace with that. 

"Your flowers are looking lovely." she commented.  "I see that the azaleas are a new addition." 

The statue remained looking over the water managing to look both pensieve and serene at the same time. 

"I'm sorry I haven't been back, Seokjinnie." she said.  "I have missed you.  But with what happened last time, I've been afraid.  I- I thought I was going to die.  I thought Jimin was going to kill me.  But now, even if that is what happens, I'm no so afraid of it anymore." 

The water of the pond turned vicious, churning in a way that a pond never would. 

Jessabella grew afraid again but moments later the pond settled into a gentle ebb and flow. 

Music drifted around them as it floated out of the manor. 

The tinkling of piano keys filled the air. 

"I know this song." she smiled.  "My mother used to play it for me.  It's 'Jasmine Flower'." 

Warmth blossomed in her heart that the good memories of her mother and before she knew it she was singing. 

"What a beautiful jasmine flower! What a beautiful jasmine flower! Buds and blooms are here and there, pure and fragrant all do declare.  Let me gather some with tender care, sweetness for all to share.  Jasmine fair, oh jasmine fair." she said, breaking into a fit of giggles as she leapt to her feet and spun in circles around in the grass. 

She fell backwards, encased by the flowers. 

She hadn't felt that light or joyous in a long while. 

"Thank you, Yoongi." she whispered, eyes prickling with tears.  "It was as if my mother was here with me again." 

She expected nothing in return but when the deep, soft voice invaded her mind with a comforting, "You're welcome, flower." … she wept. 

All of her emotions, all the trauma and the bullshit bubbled ot the surface and she cried in the flowers. 

Her wretched father, the loss of her mother, the constant war she was in, the expectations, the suicidal thoughts, everything. 

The damn broke and she just laid there. 

Her tears falling into the warm of earth of spring. 

In that moment, she was both ready to die and yet, wanting nothing more than to live. 

On the one hand, she wanted her life as a her father's daughter to end. 

She wanted that girl to die. 

But here, in the garden with the flowers where no one expected her to be anyone but herself… she wanted to live. 

She wanted so badly to live there forever. 

"You could." 

The fuzzy voice invaded her mind again and she tensed a bit at the sweeter tone. 

"Jimin?" she spoke. 

"I never meant to hurt you." his voice said, warmth bleeding in around the edges.  "I got a little jealous that you had brought someone else and then you were leaving. I thought you would never come back and-" 

There was a rush of many voices all at once again, talking too fast and too low in her mind for her to be able to sort them out or what they were saying. 

But it didn't matter. 

She thought she would be terrified but it brought her comfort to have them there again. 

She laid back in the grass again, eyes closing. 

There arguing almost served as quiet background noise. 

She had made up her mind. 

Whatever happened, happened. 

But in that moment, she was going to enjoy the blissful peace of the garden. 

No one was expecting anything of her. 

She was just a girl laying in the flowers. 

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seventeen kids

seungcheol

cheol-soo (son)

wonwoo

won-eun (daughter)

mingyu

gyu-ri, go-eun, ga-young, gun-il (three daughters + triplets)

vernon

chloe, (daughter)

jeonghan

jae-hwan (son)

joshua

clover, jessabella, aruna (three daughters)

jihoon

eun-ji (one daughter)

seokmin

sun-mi (one daughter)

seungkwan

seung-hyun (one son)

jun

wanglei (one son)

soonyoung

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minghao

mingmei (one daughter)

chan

sora (one daughter)

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“Jessabella” by Colombian deathrock and rock siniestro act 11 Desaparecidos off of their 2017 album Inocencia Interrumpida

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Tumble’s Natm ocs - the Wild west🐴🍀

They’re here! All 8 of them! Why is there so many of them!

Meet my chaotic pile of cowboys and girls! This collection of characters includes both my very first natm ocs - and my newest ones :)

Characters:

Chance A. Merrick

Chance is an honest man and prefers to say what he thinks – even if it hurts someone’s feelings. He’s not the most trusting person, but tries his best. Doesn’t mind an adventure but prefers to stay out of doing stupid things. He works as a horse trainer, sometimes he even seems to prefer the company of his steeds to other miniatures. Laid back around his friends, cracks jokes and tells stories. Even though he does make it clear when he doesn’t like someone, he usually prefers to be friendly with people.

Owns a shire horse named Bug.

Gender & Pronouns: cis man, he/him

Sexuality: gay

Relationship status: hardcore crushing on Bruno

Death in real life: fell off his horse and got trampled by it, breaking his neck and spine

Bruno Regulus Maximus

Bruno is a former Roman soldier, who found his true home with the cowboys. He’s a bit too curious for his own good and struggles with anxiety – but that doesn’t stop him from making friends and having fun. While he’s prone to getting himself in dangerous situations, he makes up for it with hard work and dedication to help both of his families find perfect peace with each other. Hates the idea of fighting, prefers diplomacy.

Bruno enjoys arts – he writes poems and plays instruments such as lyre, guitar and piano. He’s hesitant to share them with bigger audiences, but often plays or reads to Chance or his friends.

Gender & Pronouns: cis man, he/him

Sexuality: omnisexual

Relationship status: has a major crush on Chance

Death in real life: murdered by his father after losing his ability to walk to an infection/illness

Jessabella “Jessie” Oakley

Jessie is adventurous and likes taking risks. She’s positive most of the time and always looking for something to do. Most of the time works with horses together with Chance, but enjoys working at the railroad as well. Clever and quick-witted, always finds a way out of a tough situation. Actually very interested in the Romans and enjoys visiting their diorama with friends. She’s had some romantic flings with Flavia in the past and the two are still good friends.

Gender & Pronouns: cis woman, she/her

Sexuality: lesbian

Relationship status: dating Mariana ( @sushire​ ‘s Roman oc!)

Death in real life: died of dehydration caused by a severe fever that wasn’t treated

Sawyer “Sawy” Schuyler

Sawyer is a quiet and somewhat introverted man, who prefers listening to others to talking. He works as a bartender and is the most comfortable there, where he can talk with his regulars and listen to the wildest stories people come up with. Likes to play match maker from time to time, though is quite bad with his own love life. A hopeless romantic. Sometimes, when you get him to talking, he can go on and on for hours – usually about the gossip he’s heard during work.

Gender & Pronouns: trans man, he/him

Sexuality: asexual panromantic

Relationship status: has an on/off thing with Leon – but has really strong feelings for them

Death in real life: bled out after having his head bashed against a wall in an assault

Neakita Grahams

The mother hen of the squad. A very caring and kind woman, Neakita is always looking out for others. Whether you need to vent, have an injury that needs taken care of, want a hug or just want to gush about your new crush, Neakita is there to listen and help out. She condemns any kind of bullying and will stand up to others, even if she doesn’t quite know them. While she seems peaceful, when angered, she’s a fierce warrior that might need someone to hold her back – lest you want her to commit third degree murder.

Gender & Pronouns: cis woman, she/her

Sexuality: bisexual with a heavy preference for men

Relationship status: married to Marshall

Death in real life: childbirth gone wrong

Marshall Grahams

No one knows how this man has managed to get so skilled at handling guns – Marshall is awfully clumsy and seems to have a personal cloud of bad luck following him wherever he goes. He’s prone to getting himself hurt, but doesn’t really mind it; he’s just happy to be alive and see the wonders of the museum. Most of the time he’s relaxed and chill, though he knows when to get serious. Acts as a father figure to many of his friends.

Gender & Pronouns: cis man, he/him

Sexuality: straight (gotta have that token straight lol)

Relationship status: married to Neakita

Death in real life: fell into a river and drowned

Madeleine “Maddie” Grahams

A bubbly, classy young lady with a positive attitude. A bit of a diva and dramatic, sometimes whines about tings that aren’t that big. Very social, enjoys talking to  people – and about people, as she’s very into gossip. Maddie gets excited very easily and her attention span isn’t the best. They aren’t very good with helping people out with emotional troubles and isn’t too experienced with comforting others. Tries her best though.

Marshall’s twin sister.

Gender & Pronouns: cis woman, she/her, they/them

Sexuality: bisexual

Relationship status: single

Death in real life: bitten by a rattle snake

Arizona “Firefly” McCoy

Most of the time, Firefly is very blunt and short tempered and comes off as unnecessarily harsh. She doesn’t really trust anyone and prefers to keep its distance to people. The only exception seems to be Maddie – the two are polar opposites, but get along quite well. Firefly has a habit of going rogue and getting itself in trouble, but nearly no amount of danger can get her to admit that she’s in need of help. If you think you know what’s going on with it… no, you don’t.

Gender & Pronouns: trans woman, she/her, it/its

Sexuality: confusion

Relationship status: single

Death in real life: shot multiple times in a robbery

[lillucifradabel]

My lil Lucifer OC meet Jessabella (Adabel lil sister)

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Edit by @jessabella-hime-ops-blog (* ^ ω ^)

[cryptidtumbleweed]

Tumble’s too many NATM ocs!

I made a “masterpost” of all my natm ocs :D They’ve been categorized a lil bit to make this mess of a post a bit more organized, I’ll try to get a similar post of drawings of them ready soon. Questions are very welcome, I love talking about these guys :3

First, we have the miniatures!

Romans:

Lucius Julius - a young archer, a very serious man. He's apathetic and very work focused, he prefers to keep his friend circle small. Though he often is the colder type, he does have a softer side only shown to a few select people he considers family. This side of him enjoys cuddling and affectionate names, and long walks around the museum - platonically, of course.

Aroace, he/him

Cause of death: he was shot in the neck with an arrow in a battle

Around 25 years old

 Marcellus Silvanus Leonidas, "Leon" - one of the highest ranking generals, just below Octavius. They're aloof, but confident in themselves and very stubborn. Nothing is stopping them from standing up for their beliefs - not even hurting others in the process. They aren't too happy with how friendly Rome is with the West and are skeptical of the cowboys - well, some of them, anyway.

Bisexual, they/them (nonbinary)

Cause of death: they were burnt to death after they attempted to save their sister Flavia from their house in Pompeii

Around 27 years old

 Marcellus Silvanus Flavia - Leon's younger sister, a kind soul. She's shy but friendly, very open emotionally with everyone. She enjoys pottery and gardening, but is also booksmart and fairly good at calligraphy. Innocent, fairly protected by Leon, but she knows when to take the lead and and to act up. Surprisingly good at sneaking around.

Lesbian, she/her

Cause of death: she suffocated after being trapped in her family's house in Pompeii

Around 25 years old

 Igor Kaczka - a WWI pilot from a visiting exhibition who got left behind and was sort of just adopted into the Roman diorama. They're still learning the ways of the Romans, but they're doing their best. He's a bit introverted, but overall friendly. He's a people pleaser and doesn't exactly know how to stand up for themselves. And he does enjoy an adventure with friends, as long as it's safe.

Pansexual, he/they

Cause of death: their plane was shot from the sky and he fell to his death

Around 21 years old

 Westerners (the first two on this list are the so called main characters):

Regulus Maximus Bruno - a former Roman soldier who moved to the West. He's a clumsy but hardworking guy who enjoys peace and fun adventures with friends. He enjoys music and poetry, composing both on his free time. He's a confident flirt, until people flirt back. Then he'll get all flustered and awkward. A very trusting person.

Omnisexual, he/him, dating Chance

Cause of death: a sickness took away his ability to walk and in fear of him bringing shame to the family, his father murdered him by cutting open his throat

Around 23 years old

 Chance A. Merrick - a cowboy, takes care of the diorama's horses. More of the serious type and not too quick to trust people, but overall a friendly fella. Very blunt, speaks his mind without worrying about offending someone. Stubborn in his beliefs, though tries his best to be more open minded.

Gay, he/him, dating Bruno

Cause of death: he broke his neck falling off his horse while trying to protect cattle from thieves.

Around 27 years old

 Jessabella Oakley, "Jessie" - a cowgirl with energy and attitude for days. She's a spunky, open minded and an outgoing gal who's always looking for a new adventure. She has a bit of a temper and can get into pretty heated arguments with people she disagrees with. Can handle herself in a fight quite well, despite being small. A daredevil and not the sharpest tool in the shed, but still a happy soul.

Lesbian, she/her, dating Mariana (@sushire’s oc)

Cause of death: she died from dehydration after catching a nasty flu that wasn't treated properly

Around 29 years old

 Marshall Grahams - a gunslinger who's had a lifelong case of bad luck. Even he himself doesn't truly know how he's managed to master guns, considering he's rather clumsy and tends to get himself in trouble and hurt. A very laid back person, very people friendly. He will adopt you as his child and love you no matter what.

Straight (gotta have that token straight lol), he/him, married to Neakita

Cause of death: he fell off his horse while crossing a river, knocking himself unconscious and drowning

Around 34 years old

 Neakita Grahams - a native American woman (Choctaw tribe) who lives in the west. She's a patient and kind woman who likes to mother everyone around her. Though she can be fierce and doesn't fear standing up for herself or her friends. Good with medicine, she's always helping out with fixing injuries. Like her husband, she will adopt you and love unconditionally.

Bisexual with a preference for men, she/her, married to Marshall

Cause of death: she died while giving birth due to something going wrong during the delivery

Around 29 years old

 Sawyer Schuyler - a barkeep, timid little fella. He avoids being in the spotlight and prefers to keep to himself most of the time. He does have a fire burning inside of him, one that demands wrongs to be fixed and wants to stand up for the weak. But it shows rarely. A helpless romantic, falls hard and fast - too fast, even.

Biromantic asexual, he/him (ftm trans)

Cause of death: he got into a fight and his opponent bashed his head against the wall

Around 22 years old

 Old English folk:

Celestina Kaiser, "Cel" - a noblewoman from the 1700s England. Kind and adventurous, a very curious person who loves learning new things. A bit insecure, currently going through her rebel phase where she's more than happy to abandon her princess like behavior and be more wild, taking risks a little too often.

Bisexual with a preference for women, she/her, Lancelot's adoptive sister

Cause of death: she came down with tuberculosis and succumbed to the illness

Around 19 years old

 Lancelot Kaiser - a nobleperson (through adoption) and a trained guard. They're smart and bold, always alert for action. No matter what, they'll always stand by your side and protect you. Very loyal and a good listener, while not quite as good when it comes to giving advice. They enjoy telling stories and showing off, and never back away from a chance to spar.

Panromantic demisexual, they/them (nonbinary), Cel's adopted sibling

Cause of death: they were brutally impaled with two spears when fighting off bandits

Around 24 years old

 And then the ether exhibits:

Sabjrah - an Egyptian teenager mummy. She's very cheerful and sassy, endlessly curious about the wonders of the modern world - especially technology. She wants to learn everything about everything and seems to have way too much energy for her own good. A hopeless romantic, loves romance stories and following the love affairs of her friends. Enjoys gossip, but doesn't like talking bad about others behind their backs. Misses her home a lot and sometimes wishes there was a way for her to find her family.

Panromantic asexual, she/her

Cause of death: she was strangled after trying to escape an arranged marriage

Around 15 years old

 And lastly... the night guard :)

Adora Gray - a demiwoman who took the guarding job as a way to get extra money, not intending to stick around for long. She's a real mother hen, constantly worrying about the exhibits getting hurt or breaking something. She often says they hate their job and that she's not being paid enough to risk her life guarding the museum, but they still love it with their whole being. A bit of a nerd, she enjoys having movie nights with the exhibits or showing them video games.

Panromantic, she/they

24 years old

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The link to oatoad's jessabella hair is broken. The page don't exist anymore. Lukily I have the mesh already.

Ah yeah, I heard about that! I'm looking to see if I can find it on sites that repost archived cc

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[ravings-of-a-mad-scientist]

New names just dropped:

Ronathan Johnald Marthur Micholas Nichael Branjamin Allenzander Alexandrew Pater Petrick Bobert Billiam

Samanda Elizabethany Kaitryn Julica Jessabella Kasan Susren Ashirley Emileigh

[littlemessyjessi]

🗝 Chapter 3: Guardians of Stone: Poly Fantasy BTS AU

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Fallen Angels, demons,angels, yandere themes, fantasy themes, supernatural themes.

💜 chapter 3: age 10 💜

 "Jess, we're not supposed to be here."

Jessabella rolled her eyes in response.

"Come on, Boni. Lighten up." She said. "It's just a house."

"This is not a house. It's a castle and that angel is creepy. He looks like a demon." Boni said.

Jessabella shrugged, "Well ya know, they did say that Lucifer was the most beautiful angel in heaven."

"You're not helping."

"Look, I just wanna go in for like five minutes. I need to switch something out, ok?" She said as she began to climb over the gate.

She quickly out grew being able to slip through the bars years ago.

"Switch what out? Did you take something?!" Boni gasped.

"Just a book." She said reaching the top. "I borrow them and bring them back. Stop looking at me like that. It's no different than a library."

Boni gave her a withering glare, "Yes, it is. A library is a business. This is someone's home."

"It's abandoned." Jessabella said leaping down, feet colliding with the path.

She opened the gate from the other side and had to all but pull the other girl through.

"Last time I checked, you didn't have to scale fences to get into the library." Boni said, skittishly hiding behind her.

"Whatever. Just come on. I'll switch 'em out and then we can go to the park like you wanted." She said, reaching out to pat the wing of the crouching angel in passing. "Sup, Jungkook?"

"Jungkook?" Boni asked.

Jessabella pointed to the pedestal where he crouched.

A small plaque read, 'Jeon Jungkook.'

"You coming or what?"

Boni looked up to see Jessabella already standing there with the door open.

Her stomach turned.

Something about this place was just off and the longer she was around her friend... the longer she felt she was too.

A swirling pool of dread and anxiety swirled in her stomach telling her not to go in.

"No, I'm just gonna stay here. Go ahead." She said.

Jessabella shrugged, "Suit yourself. I'll be quick."

Jessabella made her way inside, pausing to pat the head of the stone angel in the music room as she did.

"Hey, Yoongi." She said as she ventured towards the staircase in her quest for the library.

"You know we don't have guests." The deep fuzzy voice invaded her mind.

"Technically, I'm a guest." She said aloud with a shrug. "But she's not inside so chill. "

No response.

Jessabella knew they weren't happy the second she showed up with Boni.

Normally the gate opened by itself but it was locked today.

But they weren't staying so she didn't see the harm.

"Besides I'm only gonna be here for a few minutes anyway.  I'm just putting the book back and then I'm out." she said calling over her shoulder as she rounded the corner and passed through the intricate archway. 

The impressive library had never failed to astound her, even after having been inside many times before. 

Her eyes slid over to the stone angel in the corner. 

His stature had always been imposing as he didn't crouch but instead he stood to full height, his wings spread behind him. 

His ethereal features on display, eyes cut to the side and he looked over his shoulder towards the entrace. 

A delicate hand raised to his face drawing attention to his full lips. 

"Hey, Jimin." she said breezing past him, hand dragging along the elbow of his raised arm. 

Of course, there was no response. 

They never moved of course and at times Jessabella thought herself insane. 

The fuzzy voices invading her mind on occasion had certainly had her questioning her own sanity on more than one occasion. 

"I brought it back like I said I would." she said wiggling the book over her shoulder before sliding it back into the empty slot.   "I won't be long.  I've got a friend outside.  I just came to switch them out." 

A cool chill ran down her spine and she could feel a whisp of air on the back of her neck as the fuzzy voice invaded her mind again. 

"You're not supposed to bring others here." it said and she could easily sense the irritation. 

"She's not here." she said.  "We're leaving soon.  She didn't even come in.  Besides, she's my friend." 

"We're your friends…" it whispered, echoing on the walls around her. 

At that moment, Jessabella actually felt like a ten year old. 

A normal ten year old that would be afraid of hearing voices in an abandoned mansion. 

As if on cue, she could hear Boni's voice calling to her from outside. 

She ventured to the window, pushing it open to see Boni standing a good distance from the statue of Jungkook.  

"Jessabella! Please hurry! I'm… I'm getting a little creeped out!" she called up to her. 

She gave a nod in response before hastily shutting the window and hurrying from the room. 

She didn't say good bye. 

She didn't get a book as she usually would. 

She didn't pass a hand over Jimin's stone wings or Yoongi's and she barely registered Jungkook as she hurried down the steps. 

"I'm coming! Sorry!" Jessabella called as she hopped over the twisting vines. 

"Thank God." Boni sighed, "Sorry, I'm not trying to be a wimp.  I'm just a little creeped out." 

"Uh, no, it's ok.  I, uh, I'm actually kinda weirded out myself today.  Maybe it's just a weird day.  I think I saw in Nanny's magazine it said something about mercury retrograde or something today.  Supposedly, everything is really off for a while." Jessabella shrugged, trying to ignore the pull that was slowly wrapping around her. 

Fuzzy voices, all garbled together were floating in her braind and it felt like hands were wrapping around her arms and legs, dragging her back. 

She knew it wasn't true. 

She was standing with Boni as clear as ever.

She had never felt this unsure and scared before… not from Bangtan Manor and not from the angels. 

But today… she felt different. 

And for a second, she wondered if this was what growing up meant. 

Losing the blinding trust of childhood and listening to your senses. 

"Leave her!" a fuzzy voice, tinged with rage cut through her mind like a knife.  "Come back inside!" 

Jessabella cleared her throat, "Uh, come on, Boni.  Let's go.   I, uh, I want to go to the park.  Maybe the library after." 

"But… you didn't get a book?" Boni asked, falling into step with Jessabella as she hurried towards the gate. 

"Uh, no.  I thought about what you said and I felt guilty.  I guess, I shouldn't do that.   That's wrong." She lied as she eyed the gate. 

Suddenly, it looked taller and more daunting than ever.  

"Hey, weren't these open a second ago?" Boni asked, her big eyes widening even further. 

She was beginning to get really scared and Jessabella hated to admit it…. but so was she. 

"Uh, probably just the wind." Jessabella said, rushing forward to push against the lock but to no avail.  

Suddenly it was latched as if it had been rusted shut for years. 

Boni sucked in a gasp of air, "What do we do?" 

"Uh, just let me think a second." she said, waves of nausea turning her stomach into choppy waters. 

"I, uh, we, we could climb it.  I mean, you did it on the way in.  It can't be that hard, right?" Boni asked and Jessabella could hear panic rising in her voice. 

Even over the sound of her own blood rushing in her ears. 

That presented another problem.  

The gates were tall and quite a bit of work on a good day but now Jessabella felt sick, like she was going to faint at any second. 

"Come back inside!" the fuzzy voice seethed in her mind again, accompanied with another wave of sickness, sending her forward to her hands and knees. 

"Jessabella!" Boni gasped, "What's wrong?" 

"I, uh, I just feel sick." she tried to reassure her friend but truthfully she was beginning to panic a bit herself. 

The tangled web of fuzzy voices inside her head grew louder and less distinct of each other and more like the white static noise of a television. 

There were few times in her life when she actually wanted to go home to the man she called her father but this was one of them. 

But she was getting the feeling that that wasn't gonna happen. 

"If you'll let her go, I'll stay." she whispered as she fell forward onto the ground. 

Gravel and dirt and grime, digging into her skin as her cheek pressed against the earth. 

"Jessabella! What are you talking about?!" Boni said, tears leaking from her eyes. 

The gates swung up and Jessabella extended a hand to it, "Just go.  I'll be ok.  You go home." 

"I can't leave with out you!" the little girl cried.  "What if-" 

"I'm fine." Jessabella groaned. "I'm just sick.  You're scared so just go.  I'll go home later. I probably just ate something bad." 

It was a lie.  

She was just trying to get her out while she still could. 

Jessabella had found sanctuary here before and foolishly thought herself important enough to be safe. 

She was getting a dose of reality but still… a part of her hoped that if Boni left it would be ok. 

"Jessabella, something doesn't feel right.  I'm - I'm scared to leave you." Boni said. 

"It'll be ok." Jessabella said, pushing herself up on her knees.  "I'm just sick.  I knew I should've have eat that much Pocky earlier.  I'm just sick to my stomach."  

Boni gnawed on her lip and Jessabella could see her contemplating staying with her.  

A wave of pain shot through Jessabella this time, forcing her to double over. 

"I'll get help! I can't carry you but there has to be someone close!" Boni screeched, leaping to her feet. "Just- just stay there."

She simply nodded in return. 

She didn't say it but part of her was thinking, 'I'll probably stay here forever and you'll find the body years later. " 

Boni dashed through the gates only for them to snap closed a moment later. 

Jessabella blinked, eyes whipping up to the window where she knew the library was located. 

A gasp ripped through her. 

For a second, only a second, it looked as if Park Jimin, the stone angel of the library was standing there in the window, eyes ablaze as he looked down at her. 

But then he was gone again and she was floundering to get to her feet. 

Something told her to get out and to get out now. 

So that's what she did. 

She pushed off, willing her ten year old muscles to go faster. 

Her vision was blurry, her stomach rolling, pain seared through her body. 

The fuzzy voices all arguing in her head to the point where she didn't even know her own thoughts.  

She clambered up the gate, pieces of metal that she was sure wasn't there before sticking her and knicking her. 

"Come back!" the fuzzy voice roared. 

Rage coated it but there was a twinge of desperation that caused her to halt for a second. 

All of the voices quieted as she hung on the gate for a few seconds.

There was a pull, something dragging her from her very core inside but her fingers tightened around the metal. 

She pushed herself forwards, legs screaming with the exertion before she reached the point and launched herself over the top. 

She hit the pavement with a sickening crack, a groan tearing from her lips. 

Broken. 

She'd had a broken arm before. 

She knew what it felt like. 

But she also knew that she would get as far away from here as possible with a broken arm. 

At least it wasn't a leg. 

The voices were seared inside her mind again, angry and panicked but she pushed herself forward. 

The soles of her shoes smacking against the concrete as she ran until she couldn't breathe anymore. 

She leaned against a broken fence for a moment, desperately trying to get oxygen into her lungs again. 

"Jessabella! Jessabella! Jessabella! What happened?!" 

Just as she heard Boni's voice, she began to drift off.

She was away from Bangtan Manor and she was NEVER going back again.

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