It's a start...
Behind the cut is a start of a Cash/Julian fic. I'm not sure where I want to go with it, so I would appreciate some feedback.
It hasn't been proof-read, so don't be surprised if there are a heap of errors and if parts of it don't make sense.
cosmicastaway ~ have I got this all in one tense?
For those of you who know the fandom, I have no idea about the background (if any) between Cash and Julian so it’s all made up!!
It’s been months now since Archon’s death, but it still bothers him. It tears at me, seeing him this way. I wanted to go to him after the burial and hold him closely. Just so he knew I was still there for him, regardless of the crap that has happened between us.
Things hadn’t been right for a long time. Long before I was primogen and long before I ever met Sasha Luna. She’s pretty and strong like him. Stronger than I have ever been. Perhaps that’s why I am attracted to them or more to the point why Archon succeeded in breaking us up.
I remembered our first kiss. Julian wasn’t prince then, he was Archon’s enforcer. Word had spread through the grape vine about his strength and brutality pretty fast. Gossip had it that it wouldn’t belong before all the clans feared him, although I already did. I was all but a new fledging when Stevie had business at the mansion. He had tried to avoid it for weeks, which only made me more nervous. However that was nothing to what I felt upon our arrival. The shear size of the building awed me, not to mention that I could here Archon’s commanding voice, barking out words of profanity from the court yard. He had ruthlessly requested that Julian keep his other siblings and me away from them tonight. That it would be his head on a silver platter if they were disturbed.
Julian had taken up to the other end of the property. Had said it was better for us this way. I wasn’t so sure then.
It hasn't been proof-read, so don't be surprised if there are a heap of errors and if parts of it don't make sense.
cosmicastaway ~ have I got this all in one tense?
For those of you who know the fandom, I have no idea about the background (if any) between Cash and Julian so it’s all made up!!
It’s been months now since Archon’s death, but it still bothers him. It tears at me, seeing him this way. I wanted to go to him after the burial and hold him closely. Just so he knew I was still there for him, regardless of the crap that has happened between us.
Things hadn’t been right for a long time. Long before I was primogen and long before I ever met Sasha Luna. She’s pretty and strong like him. Stronger than I have ever been. Perhaps that’s why I am attracted to them or more to the point why Archon succeeded in breaking us up.
I remembered our first kiss. Julian wasn’t prince then, he was Archon’s enforcer. Word had spread through the grape vine about his strength and brutality pretty fast. Gossip had it that it wouldn’t belong before all the clans feared him, although I already did. I was all but a new fledging when Stevie had business at the mansion. He had tried to avoid it for weeks, which only made me more nervous. However that was nothing to what I felt upon our arrival. The shear size of the building awed me, not to mention that I could here Archon’s commanding voice, barking out words of profanity from the court yard. He had ruthlessly requested that Julian keep his other siblings and me away from them tonight. That it would be his head on a silver platter if they were disturbed.
Julian had taken up to the other end of the property. Had said it was better for us this way. I wasn’t so sure then.