#p: devyn

[alexfromjersey]

A SCHOOL TAINTED WITH BULLET HOLES

Vada Cavell x G!P OC

Word Count: 2.0k

warnings: school shooting, mature language, gun violence

A/N: I’m trying to write as much as possible before I visit my dad for three weeks so pray that I can at least finish half this book and at least three chapters for my other book.

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Poke. Poke. Poke.

You were being awoken by the feeling of someone poking you in your side, face, and thigh. You peel one eye open and are met with wide eyes and yellow rotten teeth. You jump fully awake, frightened, and scoot to your wall.

The sickly-looking man let out a laugh at your reaction, “Oops didn’t mean to scare ya.” The man was wearing nothing a dirty stained white t-shirt, no bottoms on.

“Rip! I told you, this room is off limits” The familiar voice of your mother enters your room. She was in a red silky robe that was loosely tied and her hair was disheveled. 

“My bad. I was just trying to look for the bathroom” Rip snorted and moved away from you.

“Last door on the right” Your mom answered. 

Rip nodded and turned back to you. “Sorry kid” He shrugged and left your room. 

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in. Your mother comes to stand in front of you. 

“I’m sorry baby but I told you to always make sure your door is locked every night so things like this can never happen” She spoke softly. She tries to push some hair out your face but you flinch away from her. A hurt look appears on her face. 

“Get ready for school or you’re going to be late” She sniffled and left your room. 

You sat on your bed for a good extra five minutes before getting yourself ready for the day. You got dressed in a black pullover hoodie, black t-shirt, faded blue jean shorts, and beat-up black and white Cortez. You grab your bag, skateboard, and essentials before leaving your room. You make sure to lock your room up before heading downstairs. Thankfully, Rip was still in the bathroom so you didn’t have to see him in the kitchen. You brushed your teeth and washed your face in the kitchen sink. 

After you finished, you leave your house without a goodbye from your mother. As usual, you’re met with the sight of your two friends, Quinton and Devyn Hasland. 

“Sleeping Beauty has finally awoken from her slumber” Devyn joked in a broken English accent. 

A smile appeared on your face and you dap the brothers up. The three of you start your journey to school.

“You know Principal Adams is coming for you for missing like a whole week of school. He’s been hounding me and Q for the last week about your whereabouts” Devyn said.

“I don’t care. School is a fucking joke” You shrugged.

“School helps you get a job” Quinton commented.

“No, school helps you become a dumbass corporate zombie. It doesn’t teach you any life skills. Not how to do taxes. Not how to save money to get a house or car. Or basic life shit that you need to survive. How is a2 + b2 = c2 gonna help me in life? When am I gonna need to know that shit? Fuck school til the day I die” You smiled and stuck your middle finger up.

The three of you continue your journey to school. As you approach the school, you see a rail that you always practice on.

"Watch this" You smirked and throw your board down.

"Nice" The brothers compliment as you skate back towards them. You felt a pair of eyes on you so you turned around and they lock on to dark brown ones.

Vada Cavell.

You knew her from your Chemistry class with Mrs. Victor. The two of you never spoke but always catch each other staring. Quinton and Devyn follow your eyeline.

“Oh my god, I wish you would just let your balls drop and go talk to her. The longing gaze from across the room is so Twilight” Devyn groaned. 

You pull your eyes away from her, “You watched Twilight?”

“I only watched it with Jazmine” Devyn defended. 

“Lie. Mom and Pops caught you last week, without Jazmine, watching it in the basement. According to Mom, you look very engrossed in it” Quinton laughed. 

“There was nothing else on TV” Devyn sighed. 

You and Quinton let out a laugh as the three of you walk inside the school. The brothers make their way to their lockers while you head to breakfast. You were starving and didn’t realize it until you got inside the building. By the grace of God, you managed to get to the café before they closed. 

You grab your food and head to pay for it. But when you pulled your wallet out, you realized a $5 bill you had was missing. You sighed out in frustration.

“Fucking dickhead” You mumbled. You put the food back and turned around but you ran into someone. 

“Miss Vaughn, nice to know you’re alive and well. Follow me” Principal Adams demanded. 

You sigh and begin to follow the principal to his office. But another body runs into you. 

I can’t catch a break today. 

“Sorry,” A sweet voice apologized. You looked down and saw Vada. You open your mouth to respond but Adams interrupts you. 

“Ms. Cavell the bell is about to ring. Head to class now” Adams ordered. 

“Sir yes sir” Vada mocked and saluted him before turning on her heels, and walking to class. You chuckled lightly and continued following Adams. 

The two of you made it to his office which smelled like straight black coffee and boiled eggs. You already knew what the talk was going to be about so you just relaxed in the chair. 

“Jordan Vaughn…failing every single one of your classes and racking up a whopping 37 days absent. It’s not even spring break yet” Adams read from your file. 

You grab a red and black sharpie off his desk. 

“What is your goal Jordan? What is it that you wanna do with your life?” Adams asked. 

You continue to draw all over the underside of your board, not even paying attention to the man in front of you. 

Principal Adams sighed, “Miss Vaughn.”

At the call of your name, you look up at him, "Hm?”

“Listen I get it, school sucks and you don’t have a care in the world about your diploma. But you know who does... the world out there. Jobs won't even give you a second thought if you don't graduate. You need to start taking this seriously or you will be left behind while everyone around you is making it" Adams lectured.

"My goal is to become a pro skateboarder, last time I checked you don't need a diploma for it"' You shrugged.

"But you need money. You need money for the fees. You need money for sponsors. What if your board breaks? A diploma leads to jobs that lead to money which can help you become a pro skater.” Adams explained.

He had a point but you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction of being right. Adams grabbed a pamphlet labeled, Summer School. 

“You complete this program for one month this summer, you’ll be graduating with your friends next year,” Adams said and slid it toward you. 

You reluctantly take it and leave the office before he could say another word. 

The hallways were now empty due to everyone being in class now. You walk to your locker and open it. You are stunned to see an apple juice, strawberry Pop Tart, and an orange inside. 

“What the fuck?” You questioned. You remembered putting this stuff back. You looked down the halls and saw you were alone. You shrugged and started chowing down on the food. After you finished you placed your board and the pamphlet inside. 

SMACK! 

You jumped at the noise beside you. It was then followed by laughter. 

“I hate the both of you” You mumbled, mouth full of food as you looked at Quinton and Devyn. “Aren’t you two supposed to be in class?”

“Yeah, but Q saw you with Principal Adams so he texted me to come and wait for you in the hall. Why are you inhaling your food in front of your locker?” Devyn questioned. 

“I was hungry. But I didn’t buy this though. It was in my locker when I opened it” You answered. 

“Oh, food from Mother Theresa. I need one of those. Tell her to bring me some Burger King” Devyn joked. You rolled your eyes at the boy. 

“Boys and Miss Vaughn, the three of you need to get to class before I-”

A loud bang is suddenly heard. Everything starts to go in slow motion for you as you see blood splatter against the school walls. Two more bangs are heard and a girl lets out a blood-curdling scream. 

More bangs are heard, now in rapid succession. You barely process the fact Devyn is now on the ground in a pool of his own blood. You look up to see a kid from one of your classes standing there emotionless with an automatic rifle pointed toward Quinton. 

“DEVYN!” You hear Quinton scream. It brought you back to reality as you looked down and saw Quinton holding his brother’s body getting blood on himself. 

“Quinton! We have to go! Come on Quinton!” You shout as you pull him away from Devyn’s lifeless body. You push him to run down the hall. Another gunshot rings through the hall and you feel a searing pain in your hip area. You push through the pain, you quickly open the door to the girl’s bathroom and push Quinton inside before locking the door behind you. The two of you cram into a stall out of breath. Sweat was dripping down your face and tears were falling freely down Quinton’s. 

Suddenly, the sound of metal hitting the floor made the both of you freeze. 

“Who’s in there?” Quinton questioned. 

No response. 

“We’re not the shooter. It’s Matt Corgan, we saw him” Quinton added. As your adrenaline begins to fade, the pain comes back in full force. 

More rapid gunfire outside the door makes everyone clench in fear. 

“Do you know where he is now?” A fragile voice asked. You can hear another girl’s quiet cries in the stall next to you. But you were too focused on the pain. 

“I don’t know. I don’t know, my brother” Quinton cried. Tears start to gather in your eyes from the pain and the current predicament. 

“Come, come under” The girl ushered. You let Quinton crawl under first. You bend down to follow but a torturous pain shoots through your body.

“Ahh” You cried out. You lift up your hoodie and shirt to see a gaping wound pouring out blood. 

“Jordan? What happened, you okay?” Quinton questioned. 

You start to feel lightheaded and the world starts to spin and before you know it, you fall onto the tile floor with a loud thud. Quinton quickly unlocks the stall door to see you trying to keep your eyes open. 

“No, no, no, no Jordan” Quinton cried and bent down to the floor. He lifted your tops and saw the wound. 

“Shit, help me please” Quinton called out to the two girls. His voice was quiet enough for only the people in the bathroom to hear. He puts pressure on your wound which makes you groan and squirm. The two girls exit the stall but retreat when they see you on the ground. 

“Please help me,” Quinton sobbed. The blonde-haired girl runs and grabs as many paper towels as she could. She hands some to Quinton and they put pressure on your wound to stop the bleeding. 

“Hang on, Jordan” Quinton cried. 

Meanwhile, your eyes start to flutter close but a warm soft hand brings you back. 

“Hey, you have to keep your eyes open. Don’t close them. Don’t close your eyes” Vada’s voice echoes throughout your head. 

Her eyes were bloodshot red and puffy with more tears falling freely down her face. She squeezes your hand tight to keep you from closing your eyes. The sound of police sirens and heavy footsteps can be heard. 

“Oh thank God,” Quinton said. 

You tried your hardest to keep your eyes open but they were getting extremely difficult. They were getting heavier and heavier until your eyes closed and your hand went limp in Vada’s.

[soulaans]

HAPPY BLACK HISTORY MONTH!!

help your black peers and mutuals this month by sparing a lil coin their way!! here's a few organizations, mutual aid and gfms from black people in need. sharing and even donating if you have the means is so heavily appreciated!

if you're black, you are more than welcome to add ur c*shapps, p*ypals, or v*nmos in a reblog! <3

MUTUAL AID.

help Devyn fund for his top surgery

support Sunny's top surgery

aid Matthew in relocating to Minneapolis

support Nama in paying their bills

help Myla pay her rent

help a black disabled woman pay her bills

help brian with rent, groceries and cleaning for his apartment.

aid Alice in fleeing a toxic ans homophobic household

support a black artist

support a black lesbian in paying for appointments

aid quinn with paying for much needed necessities

ORGANIZATIONS.

the okra project brings warm, homecooked meals to black trans people all over the country. they are a donation based group. every donation helps pay black trans chefs to cook a meal for other black transgender people free of charge!!

the black trans travel fund is a mutual aid fund that helps black trans women in NYC and NJ with the financial resources to pay for travel services.

for the gworls raises money to help aid with black trans people's rent and gender affirming surgeries. originally, they could only help those in NYC but impressively are now able to help black trans people nationwide.

this is much shorter than intended but please take time to read and share. again, if you're black, feel free to drop your own dono posts, mobile banking and whatever else. 🤎

[soullexter]

romin x vyn “nsfw” scenarios cs I can’t stop thinking about them.

content warning- cream pie; breeding; overstimulation; aggressive/public sex; crying

romin being fucked out of her mind because she’s been giving devyn attitude for days now, and he’s had enough.

“fuck!” romin screamed into the pillow. her head being forced into the pillow by devyn’s hand being tangled in her hair. she was in so much pain. her scalp hurt from the constant pulling of her hair, her throat from the screaming she’s done from devyn drilling her pussy non-stop, her back sore from being arched for hours.

they hadn’t even made it through the door before devyn forced her over the couch and worked her till she came at least 3 times. she was overstimulated before it hit 10 minutes. the air was sweaty, their clothes drenched. devyn hadn’t even bothered removing their clothes, bunching up their hoodies over their shoulders, and their pants to their ankles. god she felt like passing out…

she was damn near close till there was rough smack on her ass. “don’t pass out on me.”, he hissed in her ear, she was trying, she really was trying, but god the hours of pure bliss and pain was taking a toll. “please…”, romin felt tears forming, her throat starting to close up, she couldn’t tell if it was from the pain of overstimulation or if she wanted even more. “vyn p-please…”

“what? I can’t hear you.” devyn pulled out and smacked her pussy harshly, the sting made the tears come out more.

“OH FUCK! please…I can’t….anymore…please!” she begged, choking on her tears after he laid three more hard slaps on her pussy before drilling again. she felt that familiar knot tighten again, this time it hurt, real bad. “don’t start that crying shit romin, you wanted to have a…fuck ass attitude, so shut the hell up and take it.” she buried her head in the pillow…not even having the strength to run away, not that it would help. she had no control anymore, her broken moans slipping everytime he hit her spot. her clit rubbing against the scratchy arm rest of the couch…god she was so close.

devyn felt the tightness of her pussy increase. he grabbed her hair and yanked it back, causing her to lift up and cry out from the pain. she couldn’t even stand up on her legs, the only thing holding her up was his strong hold around her waist. “go ahead and cum again..let me hear you.” he started kissing her neck, sucking on her sweet spot, that right there made her come undone almost immediately. romin screamed as her orgasm crashed over her, her pussy screaming in pain from the overstimulation, but somehow it still felt good.

devyn wasn’t too far behind, coming inside her all the way to the cervix. both their sexes quivering harshly from the back to back orgasms. as he pulled out, romin fell to her knees unable to stand, crying intensely. her black wavy covering her face, skin glowing from sweat, her legs shaking. she couldn’t even think, she just wanted to sleep at this point.

….

nerd/good girl! romin! being fucked by her own toys after getting caught masterbating in her room.

god, it felt so good. the squelching sound of her dildo going in and out turned her own more. the stress from school slowly leaving her body after every orgasm put her mind at ease.

“oh? is this what you do to relieve stress?”

she froze. not even bothering to let her legs down as she stared at the figure in her bedroom doorway. devyn, the delinquent that somehow has been apart of her life for the past 3 months, stared at her, an amusing look in his eye. “you know, if you needed a stress reliever you could have just called.”

[subverbaldreams]

asku for wip meme: ik the pierce/logan one is the only one rly active but imma be evil and ask abt ER book 2 >:D

UR SO CRUEL U KNOW THE ANSWER TO THAT

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ER2 summary: Michael slowly falls in love but is stupid about it; fortunately for him, he's very tall and handsome.

Kristoph shows up fashionably late and quickly realizes everything is fucked; his boyfriend realized it first though and won't let him forget that.

Devyn is finally *actually* safe(ish) so HellO to the P part of PTSD.

Did I say "ish"? So there's that.

Rheven is adorable and Kenward, bless his mercenary heart, tries his darnedest.

Koval is the Goodest Boi; he can do no wrong.

Vamp sorcerers do esoteric shit. One of the other bloodlines makes a guest appearance. The king of vampires takes an interest in Michael and decides he's pretty when he's in pain, so he winds up spending a lot of time in pain.

There's a weird human cult community that does [redacted] and some vampires [redacted] until [redacted].

Jason [redacted].

Sexy things happen. Trauma things happen (sexy). Shaw shows up (unsexy).

200,000+ words down and there's an ending just around the corner! If only someone would write it!

[zcay]

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Chad Michael Murray: https://x.com/LilShinyThing/status/1711067624610603170/photo/3

Chandler Kinney (Tabby on the new Pretty Little Liars show): https://x.com/saltzstar/status/1711665918067999098/

Clark Gregg: https://x.com/LilShinyThing/status/1711078951622222146/photo/4

Courtney Love (widow of Kurt Cobain): https://www.thewrap.com/courtney-love-calls-out-pro-palestinian-activist-linda-sarsour/

Devyn Nekoda: https://x.com/saltzstar/status/1711665918067999098/ & https://www.instagram.com/p/C7hXO5AozHJ/

Emeraude Toubia and she's Lebanese from her father's side, shame on her: https://x.com/EmeraudeToubia/status/943198184632934400/photo/1 / https://x.com/EmeraudeToubia/status/941777767754027008/photo/1 & https://x.com/EmeraudeToubia/status/941355917072850944/photo/1 + https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emeraude_Toubia

Elisha Applebaum (Musa on Fate: The Winx Saga): https://x.com/LilShinyThing/status/1710892179994874262/ + follows Ncuti Gatwa & Riz Ahmed on Instagram

Eric Andre & Jessica Chastain signed the artists4ceasefire letter: https://www.artists4ceasefire.org/

Holland Roden: https://www.tumblr.com/nightfallgoddess/146925057864/holland-roden / https://x.com/wildrms/status/1395505925226737665

Jenna Ushkowitz: https://x.com/LilShinyThing/status/1710915859802112397/photo/2

Karl Urban, Jack Quaid, Antony Starr, Erin Moriarty, Jessie T. Usher, Chace Crawford, Laz Alonso, Karen Fukuhara, Nathan Mitchell, Colby Minifie, Claudia Doumit, Jensen Ackles, Cameron Crovetti & Susan Heyward (all main cast members of The Boys) follow Tomer Capone on Instagram. Additionals notes: Susan Heyward follows the Eye on Palestine account on Instagram but to my knowledge she hasn't spoken up for Palestine yet, Jensen follows Misha Collins. Claudia Doumit is of Lebanese ancestry so shame on her for not speaking for Lebanon and Palestine given are under Israeli attack (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Claudia_Doumit). Jack Quaid & Erin Moriarty tagged Tomer on posts giving a known zionist exposure and easy access to his platform. https://www.instagram.com/p/C96MiwYvMJN/?img_index=9 / https://www.instagram.com/p/C95WouyytRG/ / https://www.instagram.com/p/C8NLeYeCb_Q/?img_index=1 / https://www.instagram.com/p/C9oDK9zP8Ms/?img_index=1

Lily James in favor of Israel: https://x.com/LilShinyThing/status/1711086686040408210

Maddie Phillips, Jaz Sinclair, Lizze Broadway & London Thor still follow and have interacted on Patrick Schwarzenegger's posts after he made his support for Israel known: https://www.instagram.com/p/C1UsaOoxWLv/ + Maddie liking a post from Tomer Capone https://www.instagram.com/p/C9ka9prNMh7/ + Maddie has apparently shared Pro-Palestine content on her stories but I have no proof of it.

Miley Cyrus: https://x.com/jorymicah/status/1791921683214831790 / https://x.com/Emalipa2000/status/1795590160144625805

Nell Verlaque, Jalen Thomas Brooks, Gabriel Davenport, Addison Rae, Milo Manheim & Patrick Dempsey are expected to return to Thanksgiving 2, the sequel of Thanksgiving, a Spyglass movie: https://x.com/UnlHorror_/status/1817044895770489113

Norman Reedus, Christopher Loyd & U2: https://x.com/akunfangirluuss/status/1711572722919346319

Olivia Rose Keegan: Follows Amy Schumer, Debra Messing, Gal Gadot, Julianna Margulies, Michael Rapaport, Noah Schnapp & Stand With Us. (update please).

Olivia Rodrigo endorsed Kamala Harris for president, and we know Kamala's stance on the Israel-Palestine subject specially this week: https://x.com/PopBase/status/1815956518992568715

Paulina Chavez (Flora on Fate: The Winx Saga): https://x.com/LilShinyThing/status/1710892179994874262/ & https://www.instagram.com/p/C7hXO5AozHJ/ + follows Bisan & Melissa Barrera on Instagram

Taissa Farmiga: https://x.com/LilShinyThing/status/1710867730394444171/

Taylor Momsen (Jenny on the original Gossip Girl show, singer of The Pretty Reckless): Follows David Draiman, Jerry Seinfeld and (https://www.instagram.com/sophiekrakowski/) on Instagram, it should be pointed out as well The Pretty Reckless have not performed on Israel yet.

The post Olivia Holt made where Sonnia Anmar & Liana Liberato showed their support: https://www.instagram.com/p/C8DCExjSuvi/

Sasha Alexander: https://x.com/LilShinyThing/status/1710850224204177431/photo/1

Zoe Lister Jones signed the artists4ceasefire letter and is the poster of the post Christina Ricci shared & Melanie Linskey liked: https://x.com/5piecetender/status/1711234397998092464 & https://www.artists4ceasefire.org/

I suggest if you have the time to check this thread for any I may have missed and any already on the list but you missed proof (go upwards, following link is at the end of thread): https://x.com/LilShinyThing/status/1711086686040408210

Thank you so much! I'll go through these and update the list.

[swynlake-spill]

How are we feeling about these Prom Couples?

hmmm some are more promising than others. note i did not put any confirmed couples here aka the junos and zero/gregorys of the world:

Devyn/Vee: ADORABLE hoping this becomes official #dtr territory by the end of the NIGHT !

Penny/Jeremy: Predictable, boring, im yawning

Mirabel/Joanna: this has me 👀though... we all know that mirabel is in her slut reclamation era. doubt its anything but a booty call

Gem/Vidia: tbh, another booty call

Kristoff/Vixey: also boring they were seen on a date before this point so im p sure they r just Dating like Two Adults.

Isa/Ken: HERE'S THE GOOD SOUP! Last time Isa raffled off a prom date he became her fiance. is history set to repeat itself? i love the idea of ken as isa's boy toy, so here's hoping!

Dian/Jessie: another spicy pairing!! tbh jessie is much too sexy for our nerd doctor but im intrigued how they even know each other... what circles do u share

Remy/Evy/Mitte/Cora: two words-- INVITE ME

Kleo/Edric: its giving brat pack era teen prom movie. this is a compliment however one of them is going 2 dramatically leave the other on the dance floor. there may be tears.

Baljeet/Linnet: LIFE IMITATES ART ! i am always a fan of a showmance.

Seamus and Magica: ohhhhhh???????? what is happening there?

Dipper/Marie: i think they're gonna MAKE IT OFFICIAL AT PROM! I have my popcorn.

Cami/Pip: probably nothing going on here but THEY WILL be the most fabulous pairing at the party

Tom/Sophie: im mostly happy that tom is getting back out there he is too handsome to not have a date!! sophie, what happened to u and copper tho...? im eying this pairing too.

Aurora/Shang: oh this is going to be locked down too. they've been dancing around each other for months!

Cass/Mendora: just friends???? or lesbian lovers???

Ariel/Pepper: just friends???? or lesbian lovers???

[ghostfacehq]

mwf? the graphics are so pretty <3

you are so sweet, thank you so much ! i'd love anyone your little heart desires, but here are some suggestions for you. jasmin savoy brown, mikey madison, devyn nekoda, natalia dyer, havana rose liu, billie lourd, liana liberato, kathryn newton, lupita nyong'o, keke palmer, samara weaving, florence pugh, sydney sweeney, camila mendes, sabrina carpenter, alexa demie, roberta colindrez, elizabeth gillies, maggie q, rachel sennott, carlson young, sofia carson, olivia holt, kiernan shipka, tarji p henson, anya taylor joy, sarah paulson, willa fitzgerald, suki waterhouse, virginia gardner, and elizabeth lail.

[bloominghope]

on devyn bergen...

truth hurts. 

being truthful entails a lot, but most of all, it calls for being vulnerable. it means releasing expectations, allowing for the authenticity of each being to shine through. you have to be prepared to expose every side, to allow every deep secret to bubble out and echo into a room, loud and clear. truth means baring yourself of inhibitions and the ultimate fear of what others might think. truth means unveiling who you really are — deep down below the layers and the fake smiles and the rehearsed responses. 

the truth about truth is that not many are willing to openly listen, even fewer are equipped to handle it.

and others... well, others don’t know how to enunciate it. how to echo it.

so we lie. you lie.

it starts with a moment of sheer petulance. tired and broken, you lie and say doutzen isn’t your mother. you don’t know the woman — or so you insist, over and over and over again, to the point where the teacher pulls you in and affirms she won’t allow for you to go home until the woman proves to be your mother. doutzen spent a good chunk of the year traveling, arranging to get to all the commitments the life of an entrepreneur demands, and sometimes, seeing you didn’t quite make it to the top three priorities of the day. my mother’s name is daphne — you go on, resolute and utterly indifferent to the concerned looks of those around you. in the end? doutzen leaves and daphne ( your aunt who watches over you, not your mother ) comes to the rescue.

the narrative is flipped, then. 

to whom it may concern, your mother’s name is daphne driegen.

culminating in yet another life-defining moment, the second lie comes years later, when you’re shy of fifteen years-old and find yourself in an identity crisis courtesy of the inquiries your roommates pose. you see, studying overseas was fun. attending the best schools in europe, in england specifically, and immersing yourself in a wholly different culture was nothing short of enjoyable. that is, until the murmurs begun and questions arose. where are you from? they would ask, and you would answer, straight-forward, simple as it was: the netherlands. the amused laughs always preceded the same query — no but like, where are you really from? and when you were patient enough to entertain them, tolerant enough to dismiss it as curiosity and go through the motions of it all, the ultimate sentence would boom, with intonations innocent enough to pose as harmless, how do you have the money to be here? your parents can’t possibly have wealth to give you all this, right?. out of exhaustion, and perhaps cunningly, you started making up the most ludicrous stories — your parents were drug lords, your father belonged to the mafia and operated within the black markets of the world... and people bought it. you were either feared or respected, left all alone or surrounded by fake friends requesting you all kinds of favors. 

it lasted all through your school years, enveloped you and accompanied you all throughout your formative years, the ones that were supposed to shape and define you; show you who the real ones were. needless to say you often couldn’t keep up with your lies, and those around you, grew tired of the nonsense that you were. 

without any real sense of identity, you couldn’t help yourself. you saw the lines and you wanted to cross them. the trill of exploring the unfamiliar, of trading the boredom of your daily basis for the adrenaline rushes that came from the unknown. trespassing private property, jump-starting cars from your so-called new friends’ parents, doing a line of coke, popping e, raving night in and night out, shoplifting. those were your personal dares. your very own attempts of seeing how far you could go, how much you could do without ever getting caught. the only problem? once you’ve crossed all the lines, when the rushes don’t come as frequently, and what was once shiny new becomes the new normal, you become lousy regarding your habits. first, it’s the bag of pills forgotten inside your favourite jeans’ pocket. then, it’s the bruise on your left rib in all its glory when you slip out of your shirt to take a dive in the family pool. and it’s one more thing after the other. getting worse and worse and worse, until one day your father gets a call, the call, to bail you out of jail. when you cross the lines, it’s almost impossible to go back — you’re told over and over, but even so, even with the wreckage you left behind and the pain you caused to all those who love you, they fight to drag you out. 

your mother, your actual mother, lets you in. three hours are spent sitting in the family’s balcony, confiding in you. she gets you in the best, most private rehab facility — the same one she went to when she spiraled into depression ( and found solace in alcohol ) following your birth. for the first time in your life, you feel like you can properly breathe.

daphne, your aunt, celebrates each week, each month, each year of your sobriety. she offers you classes in the most random things. creative writing, photography, painting, language learning, paddle, diving... on year two ( you’re nineteen ) she offers you a trip to france : a fun weekend where you’ll team up and attend a culinary class from some famous chef. in a minimalistic kitchen, surrounded by fresh vegetables and the very best ingredients, you learn what being passionate about something is — and you find yourself smiling the brightest thanks to it.

one month later you beg your father to trust you and allow you to pursue your passion. with a quivering heart and eyes filled with tears, frank concedes. you get into le cordon bleu that same year, your father gets you a small flat in paris. the condition? you’ll check in at least four times a week so they know how you feel and you’ll be honest. you comply. and you know what? you find the the proximity to your family that you always sought. 

you find solace in the dates, the numbers, the places.

the people.

you sit atop of the kitchen counter of your madrid apartment, eyes trained on the camera before you, a smile naturally curving the ends of your lips, adding a glint to your eyes when you say, my name is devyn mees kej bergen. my mother is doutzen bergen, a famous entrepreneur, my father is frank bergen, a former football player. i was born on june 3rd, 2002 in ultrecht, netherlands. i’m dutch. i’m black. i am privileged. i was an alcoholic and a drug addict. i made mistakes over and over and over. i lost myself trying to find my identity and i realized, no matter how hard we try to ignore it or deny it, eventually, the lies fall apart. whether we like it or not, the lies we tell other people, the lies we tell to ourselves, they shatter. the truth about the truth is... it hurts. so we lie. we take the easy way out, like cowards. but there’s beauty in finding yourself amid chaos. there’s beauty in being vulnerable, in letting people in and being truthful. 

[alexfromjersey]

LONG ROAD TO GRIEF & RECOVERY

Vada Cavell x G!P OC

word count:

warnings: none

a/n: quick little chapter. I kinda neglected this story for my other Jenna one…sorry 😬.

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“Sleeping Beauty has finally awakened from her slumber”

Deep breath in.

“I’m older than both of you so what I say goes”

Hold it.

“I wish you would just let your balls drop and talk to her. The longing gaze from across the room is so Twilight”

Hold it.

“Happy Birthday youngsters”

Hold it.

“DEVYN!”

Hold it.

“JORDAN!”

Hold it.

“You have to keep your eyes open. Don’t close them”

Exhale.

You let out the breath you were holding into the spirometer. The doctor took the device from you and logged in the numbers. It's been a week since the school shooting. You were shot in your lower abdomen and the bullet lodged into your hip bone. Thankfully, nothing major was nicked or hit, But the doctors had to leave the bullet in otherwise it would cause extensive bleeding.

“Okay Miss Vaughn, your lungs seem clear and strong. But if you start to have trouble breathing or cough/vomit blood, unbearable pain in your hip, go to the ER immediately” The Doctor insisted.

You nodded at his words. Your mother sat in the chair bouncing her leg up and down.

“What about the physical therapy for her leg? Is there a program or something?” Your mom asked.

“There is a physical therapy program we have but without insurance, it costs $250 per session. Based off Jordan’s injury, she will need sessions twice a week” The Doctor explained.

You look over at your mother who seems to be in deep thought. Your face falls when you realize where her thought process is going.

“Okay, thank you Doc” Your mother nodded. She grabs your crutch and helps you to stand. The two of you walk out the office together. You make it to the car and with a bit of a struggle, you manage to get in the front seat.

Your mom gets in the car and pulls out a cigarette. The two of you just sit in silence inside your heads.

“I know what you’re thinking. I know I promised I’ll never go back but…you need those sessions baby” Your mom mumbled.

“I don’t need them. I can do it myself. I can find tutorials on YouTube and do it like that. You don’t have to go back” You said.

“Jordan you’re not a Doctor. You don’t know if doing it yourself will help. These shifts at the diner barely pays the bills and I need you back at 100%” Your mom stated.

You stare out the window with a despondent expression.

“I’m doing this for you. You are my world and I love you forever” Your mom said and grabbed your face to look at her.

You look into her slighted dilated eyes to see nothing but genuine love in them.

“I love you too Mom” You spoke genuinely. Your mom gives you a kiss on the forehead before starting the car.

“Can I go by Quinton’s? I want to check up on him” You asked.

“Of course” Your mom answered.

For the next 15 minutes, you sat in the car with your head against the window looking at the passing scenery. The radio was softly playing in the background and the smell of cigarettes filled the car. You and Quinton hasn’t talk since he told you the news of Devyn passing. You were preoccupied with recovering but you also wanted to give him space to grieve.

It was going to hard moving on with life without Devyn. You felt about the idea. You didn’t want to move on. You wanted to be swallowed up with guilt. Guilt that you survived and he didn’t. Guilt that you could possibly be happy one day.

“Hey Jord, we’re here” Your mom shook you out of your thoughts. You looked up and saw the house you’ve been to numerous times. It felt weird, you started to get nervous. You kept rubbing your sweaty palms on your pants. Your mom took notice and she grabbed your hand.

“Hey, why don’t we go together” Your mom offered.

You swallow harshly and nod at her offer. She gave you an encouraging smile before getting out and coming to your side. She helped you exit the car and walk up the stairs. She knocked on the door for you.

A few moments later, the door opens to reveal Mrs. Hasland.

“I…I” You struggled to find words to say.

Suddenly, you are eloped into a huge. Mrs. Hasland hugged you tightly with tears pouring out her eyes. She kept muttering Thank You Lord into your shoulder over and over again. You wrap your arms around her tightly to return the hug.

Quinton appears from behind his mother. After his mother was finished hugging you, he pulled you into a tight hug too. The two of you pouring everything you needed to say in the hug.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A couple of days go by, you spent most of your time at Quinton’s house since your mother started having her company over. You didn’t want to see the men or hear the noises so you went over to Quinton’s, his parents not minding a bit.

You attended Devyn’s funeral which surprised you and everyone else because you absolutely despised funerals. If you could get out of going to one, you 100% did. But this was Devyn, one of your best friends. You couldn’t not go, you wanted to say goodbye to him one last time. You also didn’t want him to haunt you for not attending.

Another surprise was seeing Mia Reed and Vada at the service. You didn’t expect them to show up at all but you and Quinton appreciated it. The four of you all exchanged socials and phone numbers to keep in contact with one another and check up on each other.

Ding!

The sound of the text message sound brings you out of your thoughts. You grab your phone from the nightstand to see a text message from Vada.

Vada: hey (2:34 am)

Jordan: hey (2:35 am)

Vada: im surprised ur still up (2:35 am)

Jordan: could say the same thing for u (2:36 am)

Vada: i couldn’t sleep. the nightmares wont let me (2:36 am)

Jordan: same (2:37 am)

You watched as the text bubbles pop up and disappear. They pop up again with a new message.

Vada: this is probs a stupid question to ask but how r u? (2:39 am)

You sigh at the question. You could lie and say your okay or you could tell her the truth.

Jordan: fine as I can be. how bout u? (2:42 am)

Vada: good as anyone could be after something like that (2:43 am)

Jordan: understandable answer (2:43 am)

Vada: im sorry about devyn (2:45 am)

Jordan: thnx (2:48 am)

Vada: do u remember anything anything before u passed out (2:51 am)

Jordan: no. all I remember is falling out the stall and then blackness (2:52 am)

Jordan: truth be told I thought I died (2:52 am)

You don’t know why you lied to the girl. Maybe you think you are protecting from remembering anything from that…or protecting yourself.

Vada: we should hang out sometime (2:56 am)

Jordan: we should. when do u want to? (2:57 am)

Vada: maybe this weekend? (2:58 am)

Jordan: im down (2:59 am)

Vada: great 🙂 (3:01 am)

Jordan: 🙂 (3:01 am)

Vada: i should get some sleep. I’ll text u this weekend (3:02 am)

Jordan: looking forward to it (3:03 am)

Vada liked the message and you locked your phone. You placed your phone back on the charger on the nightstand.

“Looking forward to it, ugh” You cringed.

[tallysdhericky]

Sinopse: Sam, Tara, Chad e Mindy, os quatro sobreviventes do massacre realizado pelo Ghostface, decidem deixar Woodsboro para trás em busca de um novo começo em Nova York. Mas não demora muito para eles se tornarem alvo de um novo serial killer." Dirigido por Matt Bettinelli-Olpin, Tyler Gillett Escrito por James Vanderbilt, Guy Busick Produzido por William Sherak, James Vanderbilt, Paul Neinstein Estrelando: Melissa Barrera Jenna Ortega Jasmin Savoy Brown Jack Champion Henry Czerny Mason Gooding Liana Liberato Dermot Mulroney Devyn Nekoda Tony Revolori Josh Segarra Samara Weaving Hayden Panettiere Courteney Cox Gênero: Terror / Slasher / Mistério / Thriller Baseado em Personagens de Kevin Williamson País: Estados Unidos Linguagem: Inglês 🎥 Companhias Produtoras: Spyglass Media Group / Project X Entertainment / Radio Silence Productions 🎬 Distribuído por Paramount Pictures 🎞 Tempo de execução do Filme: 2h 3m 📅 Data de lançamento: 9 de março de 2023 (Brasil) ⚠️Classificação Indicativa: 🚫 16 Anos 🚫 Avaliação:R (linguagem geral|breve uso de drogas|violência forte e sangrenta) 🟡IMDb: 7,5 / 10 🧑🏻‍💻Eu: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ ( 5/5 | 9.6 ) 🍅Rotten Tomatoes: 76% de Aprovação 🍅 📝CONSENSO CRÍTICO📝 "Certos aspectos da meta-franquia mais assassina do terror podem estar ficando obsoletos, mas uma mudança de cenário e alguns cenários inventivos ajudam a manter Scream VI razoavelmente afiado." #screamvi #scream6 #scream2023 #pânico6 #panicovi #ghostface #jennaortega #melissabarrera #mattbettinelliolpin #tylergillett #wescraven #kevinwilliamson #spyglassmediagroup #projectxentertainment #radiosilenceproductions #paramountpictures #terror #horror #horrormovies #terrorslasher #slasher #misterio #thriller #thrillerpolicial #recomendado #recomendaciones #movieshorror (em Brazil) https://www.instagram.com/p/CppJHLUunv8/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[ainsley-corcoran]

Swipe Right Scene #2 || Ainsley & Devyn

TAGGING: Ainsley Corcoran & Devyn Beiste (@devyncbeiste)

TIME: Saturday, May 12th

LOCATION: Devyn’s Suite

SUMMARY: Domestic Service roleplay and spanking

Devyn was glad that Ainsley seemed to be up to engaging in a scene with her. After everything with Sawyer, it was nice to still be able to get all of the allotted points without doing something that would cause trouble. Hearing the knock on the door, Devyn stood up; wearing a pair of black dress pants and a button up white shirt. When she saw what the Switch was wearing, she tsked softly, slipping right into the scene. “This is inappropriate. You will need to change. Luckily, I have just the thing. Hanging up in the bathroom is the uniform I want you to wear. Go change into it, Ainsley.”

Ainsley knelt in front of Devyn’s door, letting herself slip into a more submissive headspace. She had initially been anxious about submitting to someone she didn’t know very well, however, Devyn had been so accommodating with her and she felt surprisingly at peace as she waited. A moment later, the door opened and she felt herself flush slightly, realizing they were jumping right in. “Of course, Miss. I apologize,” A classic french maid costume hung on the back of the door, complete with a lacy little hat and she changed as quickly as she could, not wanting to keep Devyn waiting too long, she quickly folded her clothes before returning to the living room. “Where would you like to me start, Miss?“

She hummed when Ainsley apologized, a confident smirk on her features. This was fun,would be enjoyable she had no doubt. Despite the fact that Cady was keeping up with her chores, Devyn had specifically made a few messes around the suite in order for the scene to work. She glanced up when she heard the Switch walk back in, humming. “There are some dishes that need to be washed. Once you've finished that, come see me.���

“Yes, Miss.” Ainsley said with a slight nod, moving into the kitchen. The pile of dishes that were sat in the sink almost looked like they had been left deliberately and a wry smile came to her face as she got to work, her mind wandering until she dropped a plate, barely catching it just before it clattered to the floor. Glancing over her shoulder, Ainsley let out a silent breath of relief when Devyn seemed not to notice, taking extra care as she continued with her task. As soon as the last dish was dried and put away, she returned to the Domme, pleased that she had made it through without any catastrophic accidents. “I finished with the dishes, Miss. What would you like me to do next?”

Devyn sat on the couch, listening for anything that she should be made aware of. When nothing seemed to go wrong, Devyn settled a bit more until Ainsley returned to her. “I need you to sweep and mop the bathroom floor. I also need you to clean the mirror in the bathroom. Once you've finished that I would like for you to sweep and mop the kitchen floor. Once you've finished that let me know so I can inspect your work.”

As innane as it might have been, Ainsley couldn’t help the surge of pride when she was entrusted with more than one task to complete at a time and with a fervent ‘Yes Miss’ she got to work. While housework definitely wasn’t her favorite pastime, it was much more satisfying when she was cleaning for someone else. In what felt like record time, Ainsley was back in front of Devyn, “I’m all fini-” She paused, blanching slightly as she suddenly remembered that- in her eagerness- she’d forgotten to wipe down the mirror. Snapping her mouth closed, she tried to decide if she should admit her mistake and ask to be excused to finish, or wait it out and hope that the Domme didn’t notice.

“Good girl.” Devyn said, going back to reading the book that she had been flipping through while Ainsley went about and completed the chores that she had been asked of her. When the Switch came back in and almost completely said that she was finished, Devyn stood up. That left her with an inkling that something wasn’t done or hadn’t been done properly and the Dominant would certainly be on the look-out. “Very well, I’ll go inspect your work.”

Ainsley opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn’t get herself to make any sound, finding it hard to admit that she’d made a mistake. Maybe she could sneak in and finish it during her next round of chores. Deciding on that plan, she was surprised when Devyn stood and her way to the bathroom, not having expected her to do a walk through since she hadn’t after the first task. “Oh- um- Miss! I’m sorry, but I actually, I- I think I might have forgotten to wipe down the mirror.” She confessed quietly staring at her feet.

She stopped in her tracks as Ainsley piped up, turning to look at her with a soft and disappointed huff. “Were the tasks I gave you really that difficult? I didn’t think so. I suppose I’ll have to keep that in mind for next time.” She shook her head slightly and faced Ainsley, resting her hands on her hips. “What do you think happens when people don’t follow my instructions, hm?”

Biting her lip, Ainsley shook her head, looking up at the Devyn apologetically. “No, Miss, I just-” She started to say, before snapping her mouth shut as the Domme turned to face her. A flush began to crawl up her neck at her next question and looked away, staring down at her feet once more, swallowing thickly. “I imagine they- they get punished, Miss.”

She quirked her eyebrow slightly as Ainsley tried to explain herself, letting her eyebrow fall back in line when the Switch cut herself off. She didn’t want excuses. She had been given a list of chores to complete and she hadn’t completed them. “That’s right. They do. They get spanked to be specific.” Devyn took two steps toward her, narrowing her eyes slightly. “Go and finish the chores I gave you, Ainsley. It better be done and done properly in five minutes or you will add more spanks onto your punishment. Understood? Go, now. And meet me back in the living room when you’re done.”

Ainsley has to stop herself from taking a step back when Devyn moves forward. The Domme cut an intimidating figure, and it wasn’t hard for her to get lost in their scene. At her next instructions, Ainsley nodded with a quiet, ‘Yes, Miss’, before hurrying back to the bathroom. While she knew she deserved some kind of consequence for her carelessness, she wasn’t eager to add on to her punishment. Ainsley didn’t know how much time had passed when she returned to the living room, but she cleaned as quickly as she could without sacrificing the quality of her work and hoped she’d managed to do it in the time she was given. “I’m finished, Miss.”

She shook her head slightly as Ainsley hurried into the bathroom, chuckling softly. She was kind of adorable. And she couldn’t wait to get the Switch over her knee. She moved to take a seat for the time being, keeping an eye on the time so that she would know if Ainsley deserved more of a punishment. As the Switch came back in, she hummed. “Six minutes. That’s an extra five spanks. However, if your work is good enough...perhaps I can lower that. Depends on the state of the whole suite.” She stated, standing up from the couch. “Kneel here and wait for me, I will return.”

Scrunching her nose slight when Devyn told her that she’d taken an extra minute than her allotted time, she murmured a quiet apology, before sinking to her knees. Keeping her spine straight, she worried her bottom lip as she waited for the other woman to return. While she had felt confident about the quality of her work, she couldn’t help but feel nervous that it wasn’t up to the Domme’s standards and was surprised to find that she was more worried about disappointing her than the penalty spanks she might earn.

Devyn took her time walking through the kitchen to see how well Ainsley had cleaned the dishes and the floors. When she approved of what she had seen, she moved her way into the bathroom to take stock of how well the Switch had cleaned. She was pleased when she noted that the minute of extra time was at least used wisely as the bathroom looked great. She nodded and then made her way back to where Ainsley was kneeling, taking a seat on the couch. “Despite originally forgetting to wash the mirror and taking a minute longer than you should have, you have done well with your chores. Therefore, I will reduce the five extra spanks to only two extra.”

The sounds of Devyn’s movements kept tempting Ainsley to look up, but she knew if she did, she would have a hell of a time trying to resist the urge to get up and watch her inspection. Instead, she focused maintaining good posture and counting the fibers on the rug she was kneeling on and trying to determine what material it was made of  to distract herself. She grinned proudly as the Domme announced that her penalty had been reduced from five spanks to two, glad that she was pleased. “Thank you, Miss. I’m sorry you had to wait, and I promise it won’t happen again!”

She nodded, offering the Switch a soft smile when she thanked her; glad that Ainsley had remembered to do so so that she didn’t have to take away her graciousness in order to enact another punishment. “That’s right. It won’t happen again.” Devyn said, her blue eyes staring Ainsley down before she pat her lap. “C’mere. Over my lap, Ainsley.” She murmured, her head tilting to the side slightly. Once Ainsley was in position, she flipped the skirt up to reveal her undergarments and rested her hand against her clothed ass. “I expect you to count.”

For as many times as she had disciplined Submissives in this exact way, it was only her second time being in the other role. Although, this time was definitely less emotionally charged than the first, and with only a half a beat of hesitation, she managed to make her legs work and settled across Devyn’s lap. “Yes, Miss.” She murmured quietly, trying to fight down the urge to cover her face as the other woman’s hand came to rest on her ass. “Of course, Miss.” The sensation of the first spank caught Ainsley of guard, and she couldn’t help but wiggle slightly, just barely remembering to tack on the first count. “O-one, Miss.”

Devyn was almost worried that she was going to already have to start over when it seemed like Ainsley may forget something that she had just been told to do. However, the Switch came through and counted the first of the spanks, despite taking a few seconds to do so and Devyn nodded in approval. “Good girl. Continue just like that.” She stated, giving her a moment of praise for following the order before bringing her hand down against her ass again, falling into a rhythm for the next seven spanks. There was something that was soothing about being the Dominant in a situation like this, perhaps because she was so intune with this part of her role that it seemed easy to slip into.

Preening slightly at the praise, Ainsley did her best to stay focused and not move too much as a light sting began to spread with every spank. “Two, Miss. T-three, Miss.” It was hard to keep herself from wiggling as Devyn continued on with her punishment, but she dutifully counted along, not wanting to make another mistake and forced her to add on to her punishment. But, the longer the went, the less Ainsley fidgeted, finding comfort in the steady rhythm the Domme set. There was also something cathartic about the whole thing, as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders, and her tensed form soon began to relax, her eyes slipping closed as she relished in the tingling burn. “Eight, Miss.”

After the eighth spank, Devyn reached out to grab the paddle that she had seated next to her. “You're doing well. Keep that up for me, Ainsley. Four more.” Four more that would be harder and with a different implement...but still only four more. She rubbed the paddle against her covered ass for a moment before bringing it down harshly.

Ainsley nodded, pleased that they had reached the back half of her punishment, murmuring a quiet ‘Yes, Miss,’ as she waited. The sensation of a cold, solid object against her ass caused her to jump slightly and she let out a slight yelp, jerking on the Domme’s lap. “N-nine. M-miss.” She stuttered, trying to regain her composure as she shifted slightly in attempts to relieve the bite of the paddle.

Devyn gave Ainsley a moment to breathe as she yelped, letting her adjust to the difference before she then brought the paddle down against her ass once again. She only had a couple more to get through before she was done and Devyn had faith that she could get through it. Three hard swats of the paddle later and she had gotten through the spanks, Devyn setting aside the paddle and rubbing her hand over her ass. “There you go. You did so well.”

Exhaling shakily, Ainsley forced herself to still, thankful for the extra moment Devyn gave her to adjust to the change. Clenching her jaw, she focused on her breathing, making sure to count each of the remaining spanks. “Twelve, Miss.” All of the tension seeped out of her as a cool hand came to sooth her aching flesh. “Thank you, Miss.” She murmured, her eyes slipping closed and a small smile coming to her face as she unconsciously shifted closer to the Domme.

“You’re welcome, sweetheart.” Devyn murmured, reaching her hand up to brush through Ainsley’s hair to help her settle. “Such a good girl.” She mused softly, offering her a smile. “And thank you for all the cleaning you got done today.” She teased gently, shaking her head in amusement. It was nice to do a scene with someone that would result in points, that much was for sure. “How are you feeling? Okay?”

Ainsley leaned towards the touch as long fingers began to run through her hair, humming in approval. Despite the fact that the whole punishment couldn’t have taken more than ten minutes at most, she felt exhausted. Still, a feeling of immense satisfaction settled over her and she chuckled lightly at Devyn’s quip. “I’m sure I was a real asset, Miss.” She returned, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Ainsley could probably count the times she’d actually done a good job of cleaning in her life on one hand. “Just a bit tired, but I’m okay, Miss. Thank you for asking.”

“You really were, Ainsley. Don’t sell yourself short.” She murmured softly with a nod of her head, continuing to brush her fingers through her hair gently. “Tired, huh? Do you have some time to stay right here with me and nap for a little while or do you have somewhere that you need to be?” Devyn questioned, toying with dark locks between her fingers. If she could help ease Ainsley a little bit then she wanted to do so, but she understood if Ainsley had somewhere she needed to be.

“I’m glad you think so, Miss. Not too bad for my second time submitting ever, was it?” She asked, genuinely curious about Devyn’s  opinion. While neither of her scenes were especially long or complicated, Ainsley felt like she had taken a few steps in the right direction. “I would really like that, Miss, if you don’t mind, of course.” She murmured, moving closer and relishing in  the other woman’s warmth. She didn’t have to meet Bel until noon and in all honesty, a nap sounded amazing.  

“Not bad at all, Ainsley. You did well. Especially considering that you feel more comfortable in the Dominant position. I’m impressed. And this will definitely help you should you be assigned as a submissive for a presentation. So good on you for taking that step.” Devyn said, smiling down at the Switch.”I don’t mind at all.” Devyn leaned back a bit to get comfortable and grabbed a pillow to slip it under Ainsley’s head before grabbing the blanket on the back of the couch and pulling it over Ainsley. “There you go. Get some rest okay? I’m right here.”

Ainsley couldn’t help the pleased smile that came to her face as Devyn spoke, appreciating the feedback and praise along with it. “I’m happy that I didn’t disappoint you too much, Miss.” She doubted Submission would be something she would seek out very often, but she already felt more confident in her ability to make it through a scene for a presentation if she needed to. Shifting slightly, she thanked Devyn for the pillow, curling around her as a blanket was laid over them. “Thank you, Miss.” She murmured, her eyes sliding closed falling asleep a few moments later.

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Plot: Devyn, the son of the gods of love and lust as well as mischief, has been messing with your muse(s). Because what Devyn wants? He gets. Regardless of their relationship status.

Devyn smirked as he playfully leaned against the bar table. He has been having a BLAST tonight toying with this man and his friend? Spouse? It didn’t matter to Devyn. He had been toying with the man’s lust and desire, making sure to draw his gaze when he was in the most lewd positions. His current one involved him leaning against the bar table with his ass arched out, pretending to stretch while his shirt lifted up a bit revealing a sliver of skin above where his jeans clung to the round globes of his ass for dear life. 

“Hm?” The son of the gods grinned as he waved at the other(s), trying his best to appear as innocently as possible. “Something on my face?” Devyn asked with a grin as he brought his drink up to his plush lips for a sip.

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In which Sebastian breaks the cycle and tells Devyn the truth about Dian. [ Takes place October 20th ]  tw: None really. 

SEBASTIAN: 

His phone was out of his pocket before he’d even gotten out of Isaac’s apartment building. The anger inside of him had been boiling over so much that sense and logical hadn’t caught up to him by the time he’d hit the call button on Devyn’s contact. It wasn’t until the second ring that he abruptly hung up with a shake of his head as he finally slowed his pace and allowed himself a moment to breathe. A moment to think about anything other than the irritation and betrayal that was pumping through his veins. 

When he felt his heart rate slow ever so slightly, Sebastian tried again - his fingers tapping through his phone until he started a facetime call with his younger sibling (considering the whole… deaf thing would really put a damper on a phone call).

He wasted no time in picking up his pace again as the phone rang, getting to somewhere on the street that was relatively well lit as he used a storefront to prop his phone up and fidgeted in front of it until Devyn picked up. When they did, Sebastian didn’t even let them greet him, instead immediately launching into heated sign language immediately. 

“Where are you? I need to tell you something. Like - fucking important. “

DEVYN: 

The hardest thing about imitating behavior that you had only watched someone perform was, well, the techniques weren’t quite right. Devyn had watched Dodger run and jump across rooftops plenty of times but attempting to do it himself was an entirely different monster. He jumped from atop one building (he thought perhaps it was Jiminy’s office to Chapter Three? To be honest, Devyn was lost more than they cared to admit as a native) and landed just funny enough on their ankle to go tumbling face-first. They made it, thankfully, but they weren’t exactly graceful in life.

Groaning audibly, they noticed their phone displayed MISSED CALL—SNEEZY which was a rather uncommon occurrence. None of the brothers ever attempted an audio call with them, the idea was simply pointless for all involved. Devyn didn’t talk nor could they hear. Why would Sebastian attempt to voice call unless something was wr—

INCOMING FACETIME—SNEEZY

Oh, maybe he hit the wrong button...

Or, at least, that’s what Devyn assumed until they saw their older brother’s face.

“Hey, Seb, what’s—” There wasn’t even enough time for the question, Seb interjected so quickly that Devyn’s whole face froze in shock. “Chapter Three. I can meet you anywhere but I might be a little slow,” Devyn explained, glancing at their throbbing ankle. “Are you OK?”

SEBASTIAN: 

No, no he didn't have time for slow. Not when it felt like his blood was boiling in his veins. The conversation he'd held with Isaac still replaying over and over in his head and drawing that irritation closer and closer to a full blown meltdown that Sebastian would simply not tolerate. It wasn't fair though. The whole situation wasn't fucking fair - and it hurt. It hurt him more than he wanted to ever admit. 

But it wasn't just him. 

No, every single brother had known. In some capacity, they'd been told. They knew. They held onto vital information while himself and Devyn were left out of the loop — and they didn't deserve that. Devyn didn't deserve that. Which was why even the delay of having to wait to meet up seemed too much to wait. 

“No. No it's - I need to tell you now.” He signed back quickly before he ran a hand through his hair and glanced down the sidewalk. “They knew.” He started once he turned back, trying his best to keep that raw emotional from his features, but his hands still shook slightly as he signed. 

“They all knew. Everyone but us. Isaac knew he was alive before he texted. Maybe Mads too — and then! Then he fucking… “

A pause to give a frustrated noise his sibling wouldn't hear. 

“Isaac told me he's a vampire. That's.. That's what happened. That's why he's been gone. That's the reason. That he's a fucking vampire. And every single one of them fucking knew but us. “

DEVYN: 

He’d already started getting up from his place on the roof, dusting the pebbles from his palms and the other dirt from his clothes as he watched Sebastian signing. Hobbling toward the fire escape at the edge of the building would be simple and then they would figure out how to meet up with Seb to talk about whatever this was.

At first the announcement that this mysterious they knew something was confusing for the youngest Morey. Who were they? Why did Devyn care if they knew something Devyn didn’t? A lot of people knew a lot of things that Devyn didn’t. They weren’t the brightest or most skilled in most areas of life so that would make sense that—

“They knew?!” Once the information being fed to Devyn clicked, the indignation and confusion mounted. Their eyes started to go milky white from their telepathic wave starting to spread out around them, their hands started shaking somewhat where they needed to sit back down to prop their phone up. “What do you mean they knew? If Isaac knew then why wouldn’t he at least say that Dian was alive?! We were putting posters up and worrying ourselves sick about Dian! All of us, the hospital staff, Anna! Everyone has been worried about him! With the disappearances and everything else!”

Devyn almost missed the ending in their spiral, their anger that mounted as they signed. Almost being the operative word, however, as the sign for vampire was rather distinct in BSL.

Dian was a vampire. Dian being a vampire meant that all of their brothers had lied through their teeth about the wellbeing of their oldest sibling, had meant that Devyn had encountered sleepless nights and an inability to concentrate on the most basic of things. 

“Why would they keep this from us? Who cares if Dian’s a vampire?! At least he isn’t fully dead where we will never be able to see him again!? The rest of us are Gifted! What would we care if he’s a Magick now?!”

It didn’t make sense!

SEBASTIAN: 

“I don't know!” He signed back angrily, repeating the gesture a second time because truly he just… didn't know. He didn't understand what the problem was. Why they couldn't at least tell them what was wrong. Couldn't tell them from the start that Dian wasn't fully dead as Devyn put it. 

It made him angry at Dian the most. That he'd hid in that for as long as he did. That he'd apparently been the one to say don't tell anyone else. But it made him mad at everyone else just as much for listening. If Dian would have told him from the start? No fucking chance - he would have told everyone. 

Just like now he rushed to tell Devyn. Why? Because they fucking deserved to know the truth about their brother. It was that simple. 

'At least he isn’t fully dead where we will never be able to see him again' Well… that much was true for everyone else. Sebastian was certain even if he didn't want anything to do with that man (now or possibly ever) that he'd never be able to see him again anyways. Not with his magic. He didn't know the circumstances of that and he wasn't going to find out. 

“I just… I don't know. You don't… you don't fucking keep that a secret. And they did. I.. I just can't believe them. We thought he was dead. We thought he hadn't been talking to anyone. We didn't know what he was doing or how he was and now I'm supposed to be okay with the fact everyone knew at some point while we didn't? “

DEVYN: 

“This doesn’t make any sense,” Devyn insisted, rubbing at his eyes as he attempted to reign in his abilities. It wasn’t right, it wasn’t fair, and Devyn could feel his heart shattering the more they spoke on it. He needed to keep his composure, though, and couldn't let his frustration and confusion infect others.

Dian had helped teach Devyn how to calm down, had taught Devyn how to sign, had let Devyn move in with him, and encouraged him to better themselves at Pride University. All of those parts had left a bitter taste in Devyn’s mouth since Dian’s disappearance. 

“How did Isaac find out? Can we go see Dian then? Where is he?” There were a million questions to ask, a million moving parts that Devyn could see in their mind’s eye. “I want to ask him what’s going on. Has anyone called Mama and Papa yet?” 

Maybe Devyn was getting ahead of himself here but there was a lot to do if their brother was a new vampire. He would need to find a support group, find a sustainable and ethical source of blood, find a new job since the hospital would no longer be an option for the eldest child.

“Are you OK?”

SEBASTIAN: 

“I don’t know.” He signed back to each of the questions that his sibling asked - because every single one of them he didn’t know the answer to. He didn’t know how Isaac knew, though based off their conversation he could assume that Dian had just decided that it was okay to talk to every sibling except for them evidently. Still, he had no idea how exactly their older brother knew. Didn’t know where he was (at this point he didn’t care either), and no again, he didn’t know if anyone called the parents. 

Again though, he could assume based off of… everything, that no. No one probably had. Dian’s parents likely didn’t know their eldest and blood son was alive. After everything. Maybe Devyn and himself wouldn’t be the last ones to know after all. It came as no consolation to know Dian would have hid this entire thing from his parents too though. 

“I don’t know.” Sebastian signed one more time, this one following a resigned sigh that slipped through his lips as he glanced down the empty street and shrugged his shoulders. Physically he was fine. Mentally he was… unsure. It just… hurt. To be… betrayed like this. Not only from Dian but from everyone. It felt…. Like shit. It felt like shit and it only made Sebastian feel more and more irritated towards their oldest brother. 

“I just… don’t fucking get it. It’s stupid. He’s stupid. All of them are. It’s… it’s just ridiculous. I don’t get how any single one of them thought this was okay, you know?” 

DEVYN:

Their heart sank as they watched Seb spiral in front of them, guilt rising in their chest despite their not having done anything to cause the pain in their brother’s eyes. Sebastian didn’t know any more than Devyn did and the youngest Morey needed to stop asking more of him than he could offer.

They glanced at their throbbing ankle, wondering idly if Dodger ever injured himself like that when he went running around the town. Devyn just wanted to be like the older men that they admired so much, wanted to make his brothers proud and impress the cool people that they met.

It seemed as though their brothers, other than Sebastian, had little concern with what Devyn would think of them for their own actions.

“Do you want to meet up? I don’t really want to be alone right now but, if you do, I can go talk to Edward in the dorms.” It was really all Devyn could offer, the only solace that they could hold out as an olive branch to their big brother. “Their behavior makes no sense. It’s hurtful and stupid and I don’t get it but thank you for telling me. I’m glad you didn’t leave me in the dark like they did to us.”

SEBASTIAN: 

“Of course I would tell you. It wasn’t even a thought.” Because why shouldn’t he tell his sibling? Why shouldn’t Devyn be privy to the information that the rest of their brothers knew? It wasn’t fair that something so big - so important was kept from them. Sebastian wasn’t going to continue the cycle and leave them in the dark to figure it out later. Whenever later might’ve been. 

No absolutely not. 

Dian might’ve been okay with that, but Sebastian sure as hell wasn’t. Which is why he had to tell Devyn. It was why he wanted to tell their parents too - God knows they probably had no idea! However he'd relent on that if only because well — not his fucking parents. If Dian wanted to be a dick head to his own flesh and blood, so be it. Sebastian wouldn't lie to them if they asked though. 

A sigh pushed through his lips and Sebastian shrugged. He did want to be alone right now actually. He always did when it came to shitty situations like this. Seb tended to isolate himself whenever such things occurred. Though he felt bad that Dev didn't want to be. He should be there for his sibling, to comfort them. Yet, he just kept finding himself angrier and angrier. Perhaps it was for the best not to see them… not now. 

"...Later. I.. — later, okay? I'm.. I'm not really in the right place." He tried to explain, knowing he didn't want to take his anger out on the completely undeserving party. "I…. I'll text you. I just… - I need to cool off I think." 

DEVYN: 

They knew they shouldn’t take the rejection personally, that Sebastian had his own emotions to work through. None of the Moreys had been particularly open about their pasts, all understanding that that door was open should they wish to discuss it but also accepting that Swynlake and the Morey house was their new home, their new futures. Devyn was of the mindset not to traverse back through all of that mess.

“Later, yeah. For what it’s worth I’m sorry they did that.” Devyn didn’t really know if it did mean anything, if their apology during their own anger would even translate well, but they didn’t understand what else they could say. Their heart stung and they were sure their emotions would spike later again when they tried to explain to Edward what had happened. For now they could try to mitigate Sebastian’s own offense.

“I love you, Seb. Just text me later and I’ll meet up. Any time or place.” They didn’t want to hang up, didn’t want to be alone, but they weren’t too far from campus, they could hobble their way back home and try to put the pieces together with their roommate if it meant that Seb had the space to heal himself as well.

“If it wasn’t clear before this then you’re my favorite brother.”

SEBASTIAN: 

“Don’t. You have nothing to be sorry for.” Even though he knew that wasn’t what Devyn was saying, but he still didn’t want those words anywhere near his lips - that weight even close to falling atop their shoulders. The other didn’t deserve it. Not when they of all people were the very last to know what Sebastian considered pretty essential information. 

Giving a small huff of a laugh, Sebastian nodded slightly. They were never to pick favorites. It wasn’t how their family worked (though they clearly all had favorites anyways). For example, everyone knew Mads and Dian were the closest. That Sebastian far favored the ones he’d grown up with the most over the ones he’d barely seen. If anyone asked, no there were no favorites, of course but… there totally was - and yeah, right about now Devyn was his favorite too. 

“...An honor.” He teased lightly, letting his lips curl up in a small hint of a smile before they dropped again with another sigh - the older man casting his gaze down the street. This was so stupid. Dian was so stupid. “....I love you too, Dev. Be careful, okay? I uh.. I promise I’ll text you tomorrow.” He just… needed tonight to cope in his own ways. Ones in which he didn’t want to subject Devyn to. 

So later. He would text them later, they would meet up and share their grievances… bitch about how everyone in the family had been a dickhead to them. Bond over their shared annoyance - probably have a good laugh or two. 

But for now… for now Sebastian waved goodbye and when the call ended his hands grabbed his phone back off the ledge of the building, glancing down the street again as another heavy breath left his lips. He couldn’t go home. Not with everyone risking being there. Couldn’t go back to Isaac’s. Didn’t want to. Didn’t want to risk running into anyone in Pixie’s or the Court. 

So….guess the NTO it was.

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