I accidentally deleted this post, so I am reposting it. Trigger warnings for reference to rape.
---------I had an absolutely lovely time yesterday. Breccan just squirms so delightfully -- it’s too much fun to watch him do it when he’s under my power. It’s funny -- I don’t often bother to go after the same boy more than a couple times at most, but
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This is fanfic version of things that might happen later in the canon. It's also a sequel to He Belongs to Me. Trigger warning for [click to reveal]rape.
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“It’s a lovely day out, isn’t it?” I murmur as I look at dear Breccan.
trigger warning for graphic depiction of [click to reveal]rape -- NSFW
---------Breccan browsed the tiny fiction section of the school library, hoping for a suitable distraction from recent events. Even now, as he scanned the well-worn volumes, he couldn’t help thinking of Egan. Normally, he would talk to Finbar when something bothered him, but he suspected his
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Savin frowned as they walked into the funeral home. Jazz bit his lip as they were directed towards Ryin’s casket. This was real. This was really happening.
This is fanfic of part of the first chapter of the AU, written from Savin's perspective.
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You gotta be fucking kidding me. Oh no, Egan’s not gonna fucking do that again. He’s picking on underclassmen now? That’s -- he totally can’t do that. Christ, that’s just wrong. I gotta go over there and do something -- don’t want what happened to
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So I couldn't resist giving Savin the satisfaction of punching Egan in the face. Not sure when it takes place but it's months into the AU
Okay, this party of Xan’s? Much better than I expected it to be. The music’s alright and there are plenty of people here. Easy enough to blend into the crowd and try and enjoy myself for once.
I totally can’t believe this. Egan’s approaching me as I’m reaching for some books out of my locker. AP Calc is kicking my ass worse than I thought it would -- I was hoping to meet Mari after school so that she could help me with it. Having a girlfriend who’s in college and has already done your classes really fucking helps, let me tell you.
Breccan stood awkwardly in the auditorium as the last trickle of students filed out. He didn’t have class; his teacher had sent a mass text to everyone saying that Ryin King’s death meant it was canceled. He sighed and put a hand on one of the seats, leaning on it for support.
Jazz rubbed his eyes, yawning as he slid into his desk. Five minutes early, as usual. He opened his backpack and pulled out his homework from the night before. Not that there had been a whole lot of it -- it was still early yet in the school year. Slumping down in his seat some, he pulled out his phone and began typing a message. He kept a lookout
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