wip meme again.
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1. It happens the summer after sophomore year, when Kerri's already in Chicago for school and Hallie's just finished the second grade. Jesse can't believe his luck. He's spent what feels like his whole life waiting to get out of Illinois, and it's finally happening-and they're going to motherfucking New York City. Immediately after this pronouncement, of course, his mother has to nurse him through a bout of extreme separation anxiety because, well. He's lived here his whole life. But Mom murmurs things about new friends and more opportunities and you know, there are some great magnet schools in New York-you'll be able to take classes at the local colleges, wouldn't you like that?
Jesse mops at the sweat beading on his forehead and nods.
2. When Mark is sixteen, he tests into Exeter and leaves the children's home. The other boys and girls at the school are largely rich heirs and trust fund kids, and Mark would rather let someone touch his daemon than have anything to do with them. He's smarter than all of them anyway.
Another thing that sets him apart is that Ligeia is still waiting to settle. On the first day of ninth grade, he is attacked behind the grand stairwell because of it. Or, at least, the tall, twin upperclassmen and their friend try to attack him-but their daemons are fixed, and two sheltered Great Danes and a weasel cannot overcome something that's an eagle one second and a panther the next, especially when Ligeia's been fighting off the daemons of his peers since before Mark can remember.
3. The projection seems to be coming at him in slow motion, even though Eduardo knows it's running at him full tilt. He's not ready for this but he doesn't even have time to bring his arms up to brace against the blow-and then Mark's shoving him aside and pulling a fucking Glock out of his pocket, the ready-aim-fire of his shot bleeding into each other until the bullet lodges itself right in between the projection's eyes.
"Holy shit," Eduardo manages to bite out, breathing hard. "I thought you were a fencer."
Mark blows across the tip of the gun and manages to look serious for one second, but then that lopsided smile appears on his face again and Dustin's laughing and punching his shoulder. "I did riflery for a bit in high school," he says blandly, tucking the gun back in his pocket. "And you failed the lesson, in case you were wondering."
4. “Kanye West, right?”
“...no, Nietzsche.”
“Bless you.”
“No, that’s his name. Nietzsche. You really are a moron, aren’t you?”
5. This is how it goes: Jesse takes an afternoon flight home from LAX, half a day or so after Andrew's left on his flight back to England. Except that means Jesse's on a plane when it happens and he hears the news hours after the accident's occurred, when he's finally allowed to turn his cell phone on again and Justin's call connects.
"Something's happened." The first thing that occurs to him is that Justin's voice sounds strange; there's a certain tinge in it that Jesse's never heard before. He realizes later that it's because Justin's been crying.
in other news, i've been sick for the past week ~__~ basically since i got here, which is just fabulous, really. cough, sneeze, sniffle, and merry christmas to you, too! i'm pretty much finished with the internship application i was working on, though, so that's great because now i can focus all my attention on fic i should be writing ~__~ like tsnbigbang oh lawd. and possibly stuff on tsn_kinkmeme, idk idk. i'm not good at cranking out porn ~__~
hope everyone is having a fantastic holiday season ♥!
ETA: important things melissa and i talk about
lucy says:
WHAT IS LIFE
melissa says:
THAT IS WAY TOO LONG
lucy says:
WHAT I FINISH LIKE
lucy says:
IN FEBRUARY........
lucy says:
I MEAN I'M NOT A SUPER FAST WRITER BUT STILL..............
melissa says:
LMAO I DONT THINK YOU'D TAKE UNTIL MAY THOUGH.
lucy says:
AKSJDFLKASD JFC LOL
lucy says:
unless it became like 50k or something
lucy says:
which would be ridic lol
lucy says:
that's like nanowrimo status
melissa says:
LMAO YEAH THATS LIKE…TOO MUCH
melissa says:
DISSERTATION
lucy says:
HAHAHAHAHAA
lucy says:
GRADUATE THESIS WASSUP
melissa says:
BASICALLY DUDE
lucy says:
lol a graduate thesis about two questionably gay real life actors in an alternate universe setting
lucy says:
best ever
melissa says:
ID READ IT
lucy says:
HAHAHAHAHAHA
lucy says:
IF ONLY I COULD MAJOR IN GAY RPF
lucy says:
IF ONLY
lucy says:
MAJOR OF MY DREAMS
melissa says:
L M A O
melissa says:
MTE
melissa says:
EXCEPT I'D PROBABLY FAIL EITHER WAY
melissa says:
WHATEV
lucy says:
LOLOLOL UGHH FUCK LIFE
1. It happens the summer after sophomore year, when Kerri's already in Chicago for school and Hallie's just finished the second grade. Jesse can't believe his luck. He's spent what feels like his whole life waiting to get out of Illinois, and it's finally happening-and they're going to motherfucking New York City. Immediately after this pronouncement, of course, his mother has to nurse him through a bout of extreme separation anxiety because, well. He's lived here his whole life. But Mom murmurs things about new friends and more opportunities and you know, there are some great magnet schools in New York-you'll be able to take classes at the local colleges, wouldn't you like that?
Jesse mops at the sweat beading on his forehead and nods.
2. When Mark is sixteen, he tests into Exeter and leaves the children's home. The other boys and girls at the school are largely rich heirs and trust fund kids, and Mark would rather let someone touch his daemon than have anything to do with them. He's smarter than all of them anyway.
Another thing that sets him apart is that Ligeia is still waiting to settle. On the first day of ninth grade, he is attacked behind the grand stairwell because of it. Or, at least, the tall, twin upperclassmen and their friend try to attack him-but their daemons are fixed, and two sheltered Great Danes and a weasel cannot overcome something that's an eagle one second and a panther the next, especially when Ligeia's been fighting off the daemons of his peers since before Mark can remember.
3. The projection seems to be coming at him in slow motion, even though Eduardo knows it's running at him full tilt. He's not ready for this but he doesn't even have time to bring his arms up to brace against the blow-and then Mark's shoving him aside and pulling a fucking Glock out of his pocket, the ready-aim-fire of his shot bleeding into each other until the bullet lodges itself right in between the projection's eyes.
"Holy shit," Eduardo manages to bite out, breathing hard. "I thought you were a fencer."
Mark blows across the tip of the gun and manages to look serious for one second, but then that lopsided smile appears on his face again and Dustin's laughing and punching his shoulder. "I did riflery for a bit in high school," he says blandly, tucking the gun back in his pocket. "And you failed the lesson, in case you were wondering."
4. “Kanye West, right?”
“...no, Nietzsche.”
“Bless you.”
“No, that’s his name. Nietzsche. You really are a moron, aren’t you?”
5. This is how it goes: Jesse takes an afternoon flight home from LAX, half a day or so after Andrew's left on his flight back to England. Except that means Jesse's on a plane when it happens and he hears the news hours after the accident's occurred, when he's finally allowed to turn his cell phone on again and Justin's call connects.
"Something's happened." The first thing that occurs to him is that Justin's voice sounds strange; there's a certain tinge in it that Jesse's never heard before. He realizes later that it's because Justin's been crying.
in other news, i've been sick for the past week ~__~ basically since i got here, which is just fabulous, really. cough, sneeze, sniffle, and merry christmas to you, too! i'm pretty much finished with the internship application i was working on, though, so that's great because now i can focus all my attention on fic i should be writing ~__~ like tsnbigbang oh lawd. and possibly stuff on tsn_kinkmeme, idk idk. i'm not good at cranking out porn ~__~
hope everyone is having a fantastic holiday season ♥!
ETA: important things melissa and i talk about
lucy says:
WHAT IS LIFE
melissa says:
THAT IS WAY TOO LONG
lucy says:
WHAT I FINISH LIKE
lucy says:
IN FEBRUARY........
lucy says:
I MEAN I'M NOT A SUPER FAST WRITER BUT STILL..............
melissa says:
LMAO I DONT THINK YOU'D TAKE UNTIL MAY THOUGH.
lucy says:
AKSJDFLKASD JFC LOL
lucy says:
unless it became like 50k or something
lucy says:
which would be ridic lol
lucy says:
that's like nanowrimo status
melissa says:
LMAO YEAH THATS LIKE…TOO MUCH
melissa says:
DISSERTATION
lucy says:
HAHAHAHAHAA
lucy says:
GRADUATE THESIS WASSUP
melissa says:
BASICALLY DUDE
lucy says:
lol a graduate thesis about two questionably gay real life actors in an alternate universe setting
lucy says:
best ever
melissa says:
ID READ IT
lucy says:
HAHAHAHAHAHA
lucy says:
IF ONLY I COULD MAJOR IN GAY RPF
lucy says:
IF ONLY
lucy says:
MAJOR OF MY DREAMS
melissa says:
L M A O
melissa says:
MTE
melissa says:
EXCEPT I'D PROBABLY FAIL EITHER WAY
melissa says:
WHATEV
lucy says:
LOLOLOL UGHH FUCK LIFE