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[yellowocaballero]

Talk to me about Untitled Document

I think it actually says a tremendous amount that I opened up Untitled Document and went "boy I completely forgot about that".

I've been meaning to rewrite More Than Zero for ages based on What I Know Now. I was rereading some of its AU and went "boy I'm going to crawl out of my skin if I don't write SOMETHING let's give it a shot". I gave it a shot and got distracted five minutes later. Will I keep writing this rewrite? Probably not. Sorry!

As an extra, I have another Untitled Document a few rows down.

Yes, it's a sequel fic to the Pokemon fic based off the very charming new DLC for Scarlet/Violet. Can you imagine the horror of meeting your great-great-grandfather's bestie who is also Gilgamesh and feeling unbelievably judged for all of your life decisions under her keen and vaguely uncaring gaze?

I got distracted and wrote no more of it. But definitely something to go back to - it had a strong start.

[lassluna]

Beauty in Apartment 13B (12)

It's not easy to find your happy ending. But there's nothing like having your best friend along for the ride. Captain Book, ultimate friendship.

Ao3 FFn

AN:(April Chapter! Next one is half written so maybe we'll get 2 next month?Plot is building. Next chapter is Killian focused with maybe a side of Belle.)

Fight Then Flight

His apartment is the same as always, covered in books and clothes thrown about, energy shake supplies tucked in a corner. She smiles as she enters happy to have some alone time with her boyfriend after all the tense stuff going on between them.

When he’d called her about hanging out to watch a movie at his place, Belle had been pleasantly surprised. She was thrilled by his in the moment, wanting to see her. She’d canceled her plans with Ruby and put on her favorite pale green skirt and blouse, did her hair a bit, just a few loose curls and make up, she touched up her make up. Belle didn’t like a lot of makeup, but after everything, she decided to put in a bit of extra effort to see her boyfriend.

This was their chance of patching things up, and Belle was fully intending to make use of it.

“Sorry, haven’t had time to clean up.” He admitted sheepishly standing beside her. Belle just grins, loving that grin only she gets to see. Gaston was always this rough and tough guy, having to appear strong and macho to the world, she knew he was really just a bundle of nervous energy.

“No biggie.” She giggles, sitting on the bed. “I’m just glad we get to spend some time together like normal.” She liked them being normal, normal was study dates that turned into sleep overs, it meant was too much pasta and not being able to go a weekend without seeing each other. It meant Netflix binges and cheering each other up over their fathers’ being impossible to please.

She moved over to further sit on the bed with a smirk on her face, wanting him to join her there. Gaston matched her smirk with one of his own, tension between them fading with every step he took towards her. He practically stalked towards her, obviously excited to do what they normally did around this time.

He kissed her, practically melting into her, getting impossibly close. Usually when they started, Belle felt her mind go giddy and it made it hard to think about anything else.

“Wait.” She insisted, suddenly remembering something.

Killian and Belle had picked a date to have a meet up with his and her friends, solve his friends’ curiosity, and Gaston’s worry. It was full proof. She just had to make sure Gaston was onboard.

“We need to talk first.” Belle couldn’t get distracted until she made sure he was onboard.

“Ok.” Gaston agreed, his hand resting on her bare knee, rubbing soothing circles into her smooth skin.

“Killian and I want to host like a friend meet up thing.” She said nervously. It wasn’t going to be a party, not enough people for that, just like a hangout, drinks food, all the good stuff. “And I want you to be there.” She insisted.

Belle was going to make cheeseburgers, Killian said he could get Marian to bring some of her homemade Rocky road ice cream; Gaston could probably help get the drinks. It was a good plan.

That is, until Belle felt Gaston retract his hand. “What?” he asked. “You’re having a party?” He asked. Belle nodded.

“We thought it would put you and all our friends at ease all at once.” She insisted, even though from what Killian told her, none of his friends were concerned, just curious, but Belle didn’t need to tell him that. “Get rid of that awkward living in a Co-ed apartment thing.” She further explained. “Victor can come too if he wants.” Belle quickly added. “But he can’t get sick anywhere, or get alcohol poisoning again.”

Gaston shook his head stubbornly. “Belle I don’t’ think so.” Gaston stated, eyes hardening in that stubborn way they tend to do.

“Fine. Vicotr can die on our floor if he wants, he just has to clean it up.”

“Belle.” Gaston insisted. “I’m not coming to some party you’re hosting with some other guy.” He said shortly. “I don’t even like the idea of you going to this thing.”

Belle sat up straighter, looking and feeling shocked by his reaction.

“Some other guy? He’s my roommate!” She exclaimed. “We’ve been over this!” She insisted. He said he was fine with it, he said he understood that she couldn’t and wouldn’t try to get out of this lease.

“And I still don’t like it, and you’re not making it any better with hosting a party? What next? You two get a dog together? Come on Belle! I’m your boyfriend, you’re not supposed to host parties with other guys!” He snapped.

“I’m living with him, he’s my friend, and I wanted you to meet him the right way, I wanted you to like him and see that there’s nothing going on and there never will be!” She fumed. “Why won’t you just trust me?”

He groaned in annoyance. “Belle this whole thing humiliated me.” He insisted. “I made a total fool of myself and just want to forget the whole thing, and forget about that foreign prick invading your life-“

Belle cut him off. “He didn’t invade my home.” She snapped. “And what, you’re just never going to come over?” She asked in surprise.

“I mean we do have my place-“

Belle shook her head.

“And what, you call me over like some cheap booty call?” She snapped back. “I’m your girlfriend for over two years; you need to be able to trust me like I trust you.”

Gaston sighed, looking very finished with this conversation.

“Belle, can we do this later? I really don’t have time for this.” He said in a sigh. “I’ll think about it alright?” There he went, dismissing her again, looking back at her like he expected them to just continue their activities as if they hadn’t just fought.

Well Gaston was getting another thing coming if he thought that was going to fly.

“Fine. Then I’ll go.” She responded like it didn’t bother her one bit.

“But I thought-“ He said with wide eyes.

“You don’t have to talk about meeting Killian, my new friend. “ She insisted. “Then you definitely don’t have time for whatever activities you thought we were about to do here.” She said pointing to his bed. “And I definitely didn’t have time to get your new little friend coffee before a really important day for me.” She seethed.

Perhaps Belle should have left that part out, it was petty, really petty, but Belle was annoyed and bitter about it still.

“Really, this again? I said I was sorry.” He groaned. “You’re the one that promised to drive me when you couldn’t. You should have managed your time better for your little writing classes.”

Belle was seething by now. “Silly little writing classes?” She exclaimed. He was talking about her entire major. She always knew he didn’t think her major mattered much, he always thought his problems were so much worse than anyone else’s. It really irritated her sometimes.

“Come on Belle, you know how much more pressure I have than you, so please I don’t need this right now.” He said with a sigh. “I have to meet up with some friends to study at 1.”

Belle rolled her eyes. “Sophia right?” She could just imagine her in her skin tight jeans, flashy make up, batting her eyes at Gaston, fawning about how cool and smart he is and giggling. Girls like that always had an annoying giggle.

“Victor actually.” He snapped right back. “Never took you for the jealous type.”

“Well, I always knew you were the jealous type.” She replied. “But fine, I’m going. Party’s tomorrow at 8. If you don’t show up, don’t bother calling me again.”

Gaston’s jaw dropped.

“Belle-“

She turned and left the room, slamming the bedroom door in her wake. She didn’t stop immedietly, no she wanted to make her point that Gaston had to do this for her, that this was important to her. She waited in the elevator feeling her nerves rise at what she had just done.

Belle might have thrown away a 2 year relationship for nothing. She might have lost ‘the one’ over nothing.

“Why did you convince me to stand my ground Ruby?” She said aloud, pacing in the small space.

Suddenly the elevator door opened.

Standing there was the last person Belle wanted to see right now.

“Oh, Belle!” The girl said with a smirk. “I was just thinking about you.” Belle did her best to seem composed.

“Sophia.” She said with the fakest smile she could. “What are the odds?”

Belle really didn’t need this right now. Like she seriously, did not want to deal with her, with Sophia the snobby friend of Gaston.

Belle finally got a good look at her, all dark hair and curls and curves that Belle could only dream of having.

“Did you just see Gaton?” Belle hated how she said his name. “We’re all going up to study.” She informed her. “Probably an all-nighter.”

Belle couldn’t help but let her smile dip ever so slightly. She couldn’t help it. Sophia was taunting her, rubbing her jealousy in her face. Every instinct was telling Belle to go up there with her, plant one right on Gaston’s idiotic face and claim her from this-this-this-

Belle really wished she knew what to say, what to do to put her in her place, but Belle was drawing a blank.

“Are you getting off?” She asked with wide eyed innocence. “Since you are leaving.”

She held her gaze.

“Happily.” And Belle strolled right out fo there, unable to prevent from seething in anger at the whole situation. She needed something right now. She needed to make a bad decision. She pulled out her phone.

Ruby, do you still have that bottle of vodka in your freezer?

I’m on my way.

[mentalrubikzcube-blog]

~Guide Me~ Ch. 2 & 3

Chapter 2

Stephan

I remember when I lost Lucille, my love. Why did they have to raid her Reading Cirlce? Why did they care so much? We still followed their order. Why did they have to kill her? She was my everything. First they took the mother of my children and then they took my children. Here I stood outside my home where my beautiful daughter grew into the woman she is now and make preperations to go to her trial and be foreced to side against her. What had our world come to. As I sat here deep in thought, a shadow was cast over me. It was Six, the young lad my dear Rissa had fallen head over heels for, even had a child by, and now sat in jail because of. I wanted to smack him with every muscle in my body. But I stood up and just looked at him. He approached me and said immedietly and to my suprise,"I have a way to get Rissa out of prison!""And just how are you, being the skinny twiggy mess you are, get past their top notch security and resue my daughter from this fate you inflicted upon her?" I asked rather inferriated"I have someone on the inside." he retorted"Who?" i matched his retort"My sister." he said actually kinda sad about it, then preceded to look at the ground"Well, then get on it, and get my daughter out of prison." I stated"Well, actually, you have to do it. I havent actually talked to her in 12 years. Plus you see her everyday when you're their for Counsel. Its Netty, I mean Annette. The chambermaid. She'll help you if you explain the situation and offer her reasonable compensation." he said flatly but importantly"Okay, I'll talk to her. Thank you son." I said gruffly"Youre welcome sir. I'm sorry." he said as he was leavingI was glad to know there was a way I could help my Clarissa. God knows I wish I had been able to do it for her mother and her brother. But sometimes life is just this way. We must endure some pain to be truly grateful for the blessings we have. I put on my coat and readied the cart to go to the Head Office for the counsel about my daughters transgressions. I pray that this Annette girl can save her. I wish I could do more. Its so unfair to young kids in love and so many others. How could a World get to this point i pondered as a road along. We finally came to the office. After hitching the cart I headed inside to find this Annette girl. I did remembered her. Pretty thing. Smart and Studious. I liked her very much as the new chambermaid. Very quick one she was. I came into the main conference room and I saw her. I walked up to her and my mouth went dry. How would i convince her to put her life on the line for my daughter. I would forget it out as I was talking I guess. I walked up to her and said,"Good evening, how are you?"Abit taken abackshe quietly said, "I'm fine, how are you?""Fine, fine. Are you Annette, related to a Nathan Felix, a kid who goes by the name Six?""Six? Is he okay? How are the others? Hows mother?" she vommited questions upon me, wow, they really hadnt talked in a long time. She was starved for information."They are all okay. He said you might be able to help me? I need a favor.""Whats your payout, what do I get?""Six..."She intergected "My brother!""Yes, your brother, said that you would sneak my daughter out for a library full of vintage books. I happen to have many books of several different topics that will be all yours if you do this." I state to herShe thought for a moment and then said "Okay. I'll do it.""Thank you. I do truly appreciate you doing this. Bring her to the southeast side where the over hang is. Someone will be there." I told her, then rushed off to our seat, the trial was beginning. I took my seat and they brought her out. Shackled and so white. It had been two weeks. That she had been in that dark and damp cell. I hated to see her like this. They sat her down infront of the Elder Counsel. The Head of the Elders, Hall Everclear stood up and said,"What are the chargers against this wretch?"A lady stood up from the opposing side and stated,"Clarissa Taylor is accused of having sexual realtions with a memeber not of her house. Also accused of having an Impure Out of Wedlock Infant. Also accused of lying to her husband and disobeying his rule. Also accused of usurping authority of The Head and the General Laws. She is scheduled to undergo leathal injection for her crimes as payment. Thats all Your Power."The Head Elder responded with, "Of the Elders, who diagress with this motion."As they carried the motion to execute my daughter I was over come with emotion. Which doesnt often happen. It was carried and in so doing this they carried my baby off to her cell, to prepare for tomorrows main event. They tried to make her comfortable and even sent in priests to pray on her. Cast all the evil away and redeem her, but it wont do anything. Rissa is just like her mother. God rest her soul. When we were young, Lucille and I, we had so much fun together and she was so unbelievalbly beautiful in the sunlight. Flawless skin and huge bright smile. Eyes as big as baseballs and eyelashes a mile long. Flowing hair and memorable laugh. She was my everything and I know if she were here she would be so damn proud of her daughter. We are going to see so much from her, you wait and see. You to Lucille, I know you see us from up above. Ill be with you soon my love, I know this to be true. After the trial I left and went home. Waiting to see my daughter walk through that door and will stay there until she does. I will not witness her death, no parent should ever have to see that. It wont happen again. I finally get undressed and readied for bed. I laid down and thought back to when Lucille and I were first married and thats where I drifted into dream land. Chapter 3

Anette

She got sick. Really sick. More sick then we had seen her before. We wouldnt know until later on that this "sickness" couldn't be cured. The Head wouldn't let that happen. They wanted to get rid of the weak. They didnt have to make up a reason to get rid of them this way. Nature would take its course. I couldnt believe that our mother had succumb to this. There was no use, but my brother and I pushed forward and did all we could. Six worked as hard as he could. Because our no good father would go down to The Hole, a secret pub that drunks went to. He only worked if The Guards came to The Hole and forced everyone out and into the factories. But The Head didnt get rid of The Hole because it also got rid of the weak. And again they didnt have to lift a finger. But they also busted it up because thy still had work that needed to be done and after all they fed them, so they should get something for their cost. I would never really understand this until Six, my mother, and I were all seperated. Mother passed away on a cold October morning. She went peacefully though, asleep in her bed, she just couldnt fight anymore. Her and Six talked the night before and the conversation made him very upset. I over heard alittle, but now I fully understand what as a child I could not, but as an adult was crystal clear. The Head didnt car about us, they used us and threw us away like used tissues. Apparently when mother was "going to get treated" they were doing experiments on her trying to understand the illness because apparently The First Woman had fallen with it. And they had to find a cure, so they cut my mother open to find out what was wrong not caring whether she was treated or not. No, all she was, was a guinea pig. And it made me sick. I over heard her tell Six that I was gonna end up in the House with all the other Head's children. Tthat even though this was happning that he was still responsible for me and had to keep an eye on me so that the same thing that happened to her wouldnt happen to me. Apparently this sickness was hereditary and I might get it also. I was even more scared. Not only was I gonna live with these evil people but they might also hurt me and use me the way they did my mother. It was too much to expect of Six. It really was. How was he suppose to see inside where they kept the kids locked away? That was the whole point. But some how he did because even though he could see me I never saw him. I was however glad to know that he had found love. He truly deserves it. I was so proud of him and maybe I would even see him in getting Rissa out safe and sound. We got out and headed to what was called The Underground. Rissa knocked on the door and a man opened it. He had no hair and was covered in tattoos and piercings. He wore a black tank top and rough beat up blue jeans. He didnt look anything I had ever seen before. And his eyes were so captivating. A fresh mellow meadow green. So pure and yet so meloncholy. He was smoking a whitey. I only eve saw men at The Hole smoking those. They were so rare and no one my age smoked. We might get a sip of hard cider but that was about it and maybe an occasional spliff or two a year. I actually had one saved for a very special person. He embraced Rissa with worry and anxiety."Are you okay? I was so worried. Six stopped by and told me you were arrested. Wheres X-man?" he said while smoke flowed through his teeth. Like a dragon."He was taken. Those sons of whores! Is Six okay?" Rissa said frantic, running her hand through her hair and taking the whitey and puffing a couple times. "I have to be going, but Im glad youre safe. Please send my love to Nathan." I pipe up amongst the chaos"Where the hell you think youre going?" The man said blowing smoke in my direction, he had the white stick back now. "I have to get back to The House. They will be looking for Rissa and I can distract so she can reconnect with Nathan. Im so happy for you two. Tell my brother I love him very much." I say looking at Rissa, then I begin to walk away."No, youre not going back!" he said grabbing my arm. I turned to find him looking down into my eyes so focused and determined. My breathe caught in my throat. No one had ever looked at me like that."I have to do something." I say confidently, though I was still a little shocked. I had to see her one more time. I wriggled out of his grasp."Let her go Tats, she knows what shes doing, thank you for everything." Rissa said coming up and giving me a hug. "Be careful." she said in my ear.I waved goodbye and walked away, I headed staight to her room. I did this quite often but tonight was special. It would most likely be the last time I saw her. My one love. Trisha Lynn. I got to her room and lightly tapped on the door. It opened and out slipped this gorgeous young woman with raven black hair and eyes as dark as the coal. I pulled her close and whispered in her ear, "Come with me." We walked out side and across the green grass until we got to our special tree. I had a box inside that held things we had made for each other,notes we had written, and our secret stash of greenies. I only had one left and I wanted to use it tonight. We laid under the tree passing it back and forth. Looking at the stars and talking."One day were gonna have our own house, we little ones running around, well just run off into the sunset and well do it." she said while exhaling. I took it and smiled at her. I loved that idea even though I knew it wouldnt happen. I loved her so much. I wanted to have a house with her. Have kids with her. Treat her better then anyone else ever had or ever would. She was My Sweetling, My Dove, My One True Love. I would miss her, but atleast we had tonight. We finshed the greenie and all I wanted to do was kiss her. We laid beneath teh stars that night for the last time. We both dosed off but I woke up before morning and guided her back to her room. She rubbed her eyes and hugged me, as she went to pull away I pulled her close and said in her ear so tenderly, "I love you." She had wanted me to say it before, but I wasnt ready until now. I now knew that I truly did love her. Because she was the only reason I was sad to leave this cruel world. I knew they would take me in Rissas place. And that was okay, my brother had sacrificed for me, now it was my turn. She pulled me in closer and rather choked up said in my ear,"I love you too." Tears came to my eyes, I had never been more happy. I let her go and she slipped back inside and I headed back to my room. As I did I saw Nathan or Six as hes better known. Right across the way too. He stopped and looked at me. He smiled and stared. I did the same. We knew what the other was thinking. Then we turned and kept walking. It was almost like a dream, but I know it happened. I got back to my room, slipped into bed, and fell asleep thinking about Trisha and how the world once was.