<b>Aries:</b> You're so passionate about things. You manage to get to me when you talk. You leave something in my head, you know. You inspire me, influence me in a good way. You're like the rising sun. Your face is a piece of art. You're such young souls, so full of life. You fight your battles and you win. There's something about you that attracts me so much. You speak to me like no one else does. You're so intelligent.<p/><b>Taurus:</b> Your will is stronger than a thousand armies. You are so trustworthy, reliable and adorable. This little smile you give people you like when they walk by. You are honest. You can sense when I'm about to make a mistake and you try to keep me from doing it and when I do it anyway you say "I told you so" but you're still there for me. You're so pacient. You know how to enjoy life. You're both; a young soul and a wise person.<p/><b>Gemini:</b> If someone knows how to make things 100% better then it's you. You literally grab the dark clouds and push them away. You're the sunshine. You brighten every day. Your way of thinking is really inspiring and the way you see life is the way I wish I could see it. You never really get mad at me although I mess up so often. You just understand people as if you could see what's going on in their heads. You're a walking mess but you're such a beautiful combination of many messes at once.<p/><b>Cancer:</b> You're so strong. You pick yourself up when you're on the ground. You never bother people, never ever. It's so easy to talk to you, so nice to spend time with you. You're so kind and caring and loving. And you know how to treat people right. You know what someone deserves but you're willing to give them more than that without being naive. You yell at me when it's needed and this is something I can never thank you enough for. You kick someone's ass in order to make them get up again.<p/><b>Leo:</b> You sometimes have these moments when you randomly point out someone's good traits. You never forget to say something good about someone but you're also not afraid of saying something negative about someone. But you're never really mean and if you are, you apologize. You're honest. You know when someone needs to talk and you always manage to keep something private. If you promised something, you keep it. Sometimes life gets really tough for you but you just keep fighting and you never run out of power. Seriously, you're so powerful.<p/><b>Virgo:</b> You're a good friend. You may hold a grudge for long but that's okay. You realize something is wrong long before anyone else does. You encourage me to go for the things I dream of. You give me motivation when I'm not even willing to breathe. You're brutally honest and you can cure every wound that's been caused so far. You have healing powers. You know that words are powerful weapons and you use them wisely.<p/><b>Libra:</b> You see the good in all the bad. You find light in the dark, art in the things I threw away. You inspire me and you never stop. Your cheekbones are goals. You know the most beautiful places and you're a beautiful person. You always try to make me laugh and you never fail. You understand things I didn't even know that existed. You're a genius in your very own way.<p/><b>Scorpio:</b> I just cannot look away. You're so interesting and magnetic. You never reveal much of you but you always drop hints. You're passionate and strong willed and your roaring is louder than a lion's. Your heart is bigger than the ocean and please, don't see this as a weakness. It's your strength! You can literally move something. You have so much power, so much will. You find a way. Always. Your soul is dark but your stars burn bright.<p/><b>Sagittarius:</b> You stand for the things you believe in, even if you stand alone. You're not afraid to speak up and you won't lower your voice for anyone. You don't accept a "no" when you know you deserve a "yes". You don't depend on anyone. You're so colourful, creative. You are a beautiful creation of many mixed colours and you can paint with words.<p/><b>Capricorn:</b> You're almost never wrong. You can literally predict the future. You give better advices than anyone else and you're never afraid to take the blame when you know you made a mistake. You stand for what you did or what you said. You're very honest and intelligent. You know more about people than you should and you share your life with all your loved ones.<p/><b>Aquarius:</b> You combine the most beautiful melodies inside you. You're so full of life and kind of wise at an early age already. You don't care what others say, you do what you think is best for yourself. But you're not reckless. Your door is always open for those who want to come in and also for those who want to leave. You don't play games. You don't love with half your heart only. You're whole. And you love with all your heart.<p/><b>Pisces:</b> You seem so innocent but you're so strong and so powerful. You're the kind of person that people go to war for but you're also the kind of person to lead an entire army. You know that you're usually being underestimated and you play with that, you surprise. You have such a beautiful mind and your heart is gold. You fight hate with love and you win. You tell great stories and your presence is really calming and comforting.<p/><b></b> Lots of love to you all 💜<p/></p>
Title: Ride With Me - part six Serie’s prompt: Alternate Universe (AU) in which the reader is a horse rider who goes to a ranch in Arizona to gain work experience. During her time on the ranch she develops a strong connection with a wrangler and horse trainer named Dean. A story about a cowboy who falls for the girl, a story about the importance of family. Prompt part 6: Reader’s hard work pays off and she joins the guests and crew on a morning ride. Dean casually flirts with her and she does the best she can not to fall for it. Luckily Jo is there to talk to. Words: 1757 words Characters: Dean, Jo, Reader Pairings: Dean x reader (not in this part yet, but I’m getting there!) Warnings: language and hangovers, maybe even a little fluff? Author’s note: Well it took me long enough! I promised an extra long chapter, but the second part was running so long that I decided to cut it in two. Upside: there’s a new chapter coming very soon! Tags: Below the story. Want to get tagged? Send me a message! Previous parts:1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5
Okay, maybe the tequila last night weren’t such a good idea. Neither was that margarita the previous night, or the drinking game the night before that one. Or was it the other way around? You cannot seem to recall, but today it’s Friday, so at least tomorrow you can sleep your way through the headache. Never ever did you drink as much as you did this week. Normally that would bother you, especially considering you’re not here on Spring break. But when the drinks are offered in a time when you need a little something to help you stop overthinking the feelings that you are developing for Dean, you couldn’t care less about the increase of your alcohol consumption.
❝Oh my God, [name], you can't just ask people why they're white.❞
❝Boo, you whore!❞
❝Nice wig, [name]. What's it made of?❞
❝Your Mom's chest hair!❞
❝On Wednesdays we wear pink!❞
❝Calling somebody else fat won't make you any skinnier. Calling someone stupid doesn't make you any smarter. And ruining [name]'s life definitely didn't make me any happier. All you can do in life is try to solve the problem in front of you.❞
❝Hey, buddy, you're not pretending anymore. You're plastic. Cold, shiny, hard plastic.❞
❝You know what! It's not my fault you're like, in love with me, or something!❞
❝See? That's the thing with you plastics. You think everybody is in love with you when actually, everybody HATES you! Like, [name], for example, he broke up with Regina and guess what? He still doesn't want you! So why are you still messing with [name], [name]? I'll tell you why, because you are a mean girl! You're a bitch! Here. You can have this. It won a prize.❞
❝And I want my pink shirt back! I want my pink shirt back!❞
❝That is so fetch!❞
❝Gretchen, stop trying to make fetch happen! It's not going to happen!❞
❝God! I am so sorry [name]. Really, I don't know why I did this. I guess it's probably because I've got a big lesbian crush on you! Suck on that! AY-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI!❞
❝[Name], I'm sorry I laughed at you that time you got diarrhea at Barnes & Nobles. And I'm sorry for telling everyone about it. And I'm sorry for repeating it now.❞
❝And none for [name], bye!❞
❝Get in loser, we're going shopping.❞
❝Don't have sex, because you will get pregnant and die! Don't have sex in the missionary position, don't have sex standing up, just don't do it, OK, promise? OK, now everybody take some rubbers.❞
❝I wish we could all get along like we used to in middle school... I wish I could bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles and everyone would eat and be happy...❞
❝She doesn't even go here!❞
❝Raise your hand if you have ever been personally victimized by Regina George?❞
❝I hear her hair's insured for $10,000.❞
❝I hear she does car commercials... in Japan.❞
❝Her favorite movie is Varsity Blues.❞
❝One time she met John Stamos on a plane... And he told her she was pretty.❞
❝One time she punched me in the face... it was awesome.❞
❝Why are you eating a Kalteen bar?❞
❝Man, I hate those things. Coach Carr makes us eat those when we want to move up a weight class.❞
❝Why should Caesar just get to stomp around like a giant while the rest of us try not to get smushed under his big feet? Brutus is just as cute as Caesar, right? Brutus is just as smart as Caesar, people totally like Brutus just as much as they like Caesar, and when did it become okay for one person to be the boss of everybody because that's not what Rome is about! We should totally just STAB CAESAR!❞
❝[Name] had cracked.❞
❝Hell, no. I did *not* leave the South Side for this!❞
❝Somebody wrote in that book that I'm lying about being a virgin, 'cause I use super-jumbo tampons, but I can't help it if I've got a heavy flow and a wide-set vagina!❞
❝There's a 30% chance that it's already raining!❞
❝I'm sorry that people are so jealous of me... but I can't help it that I'm so popular.❞
❝I gave him everything! I was half a virgin when I met him.❞
❝Do you wanna do something fun? Wanna go to taco bell?❞
❝I can't go to taco bell, I'm on an all-carb diet. GOD [name] you're so stupid!❞
❝It's like I have ESPN or something. My breasts can always tell when it's going to rain.❞
❝That is the ugliest f-ing skirt I've ever seen.❞
❝She's totally rich because her dad invented Toaster Streudels.❞
❝That's why her hair is so big, it's full of secrets.❞
❝She's the queen bee - the star, those other two are just her little workers.❞
❝And they have this book, this burn book, where they write mean things about all the girls in our grade.❞
❝Oh my God - Danny DeVito! I love your work!❞
❝At your age, you're going to have a lot of urges. You're going to want to take off your clothes, and touch each other. But if you do touch each other, you will get chlamydia... and die.❞
❝Is butter a carb?❞
❝You can't sit with us!❞
❝Fine! You can walk home, bitches.❞
❝And on the third day, God created the Remington bolt-action rifle, so that Man could fight the dinosaurs. And the homosexuals.❞
❝My grandma takes her wig off when she's drunk.❞
❝I love her. She's like a Martian!❞
❝Are they not suppose to be let out when they're grounded?❞
❝She thinks she's gonna have a party and not invite me? Who does she think she is?❞
❝I like invented her, you know what I mean?❞
❝I just want you to know, if you ever need anything, don't be shy, OK? There are NO rules in the house. I'm not like a regular mom, I'm a cool mom.❞
❝Can I get you guys anything? Some snacks? A condom? Let me know! Oh, God love ya.❞
❝Halloween is the one night a year when girls can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it.❞
❝Sorry, we only carry sizes 1, 3, and 5. You could try Sears.❞
❝Regina George is not sweet! She's a scum-sucking road whore, she ruined my life!❞
❝I know it may look like I was being like a bitch, but that's only because I was acting like a bitch.❞
❝Your face smells like peppermint!❞
❝Oh, you'll get socialized all right, a little slice like you.❞
❝You're a regulation hottie.❞
❝We do not have a clique problem at this school.❞
❝But you do have to watch out for "frenemies".❞
❝I know she's kind of socially retarded and weird, but she's my friend... so, just promise me you won't make fun of her!❞
❝Half the people in this room are mad at me, and the other half only like me because they think I pushed somebody in front a bus, so that's not good.❞
❝I don't hate you cuz yo' fat... yo' fat cuz I hate you!❞
❝You smell like a baby prostitute.❞
❝Is your muffin buttered?❞
❝Jason, you do not come to a party at my house with Gretchen and then scam on some poor innocent girl right in front of us three days later. She's not interested. Do you want to have sex with him?❞
❝Good. So it's settled. So you can go shave your back now. Bye, Jason.❞
❝Finally, Girl World was at peace.❞
❝Hey, check it out. Junior Plastics.❞
❝Damn, Africa, what happened?❞
❝I saw [name] wearing army pants and flip flops, so I bought army pants and flip flops.❞
❝Oh, hi. Did you wanna buy some drugs?❞
❝Make sure you check out her mom's boob job. They're hard as rocks.❞
❝Whatever, I'm getting cheese fries.❞
❝Okay, I'm going to forgive you because I'm a very Zen person... and I'm on a lot of pain medication right now.❞
❝Can you believe my f-ing mom is here?❞
❝I have this theory, that if you cut off all her hair she'd look like a British man.❞
❝I care. Every year the seniors through this dance for the underclassmen called the Spring Fling. And whosoever is elected King and Queen automatically become head of the Student Activities Committee and since I am an active member of the Student Activities Committee, I would safely say, I care.❞
❝Irregardless, ex-boyfriends are just off limits to friends. I mean that's just like the rules of feminism.❞
❝Did your teacher ever try to sell you marijuana or ecstasy tablets?❞
❝What are marijuana tablets?❞
❝You cannot do that. That is social suicide. Damn! You are so lucky you have us to guide you.❞
❝Oh, I love seeing teachers outside of school. It's like seeing a dog walk on its hind legs.❞
❝Everyone in Africa knows Swedish.❞
❝Made out with a hot dog? Oh my God that was one time!❞
❝I know having a boyfriend might seem like the only thing important to you right now, but you don't have to dumb yourself down in order for a guy to like you.❞
❝Come on! We could publish it and then everybody would see what an ax-wound she really is!❞
❝And you can only wear your hair in a ponytail once a week, so I guess you chose today.❞
❝She's not even that good looking if you really look at her.❞
❝I don't know, now that she's getting fatter she's got pretty big jugs.❞
❝Watch out please! Fresh meat coming through!❞
❝I'd rather see you out there shakin' that thang.❞
❝You can do this. There's nothing to break your focus, because not one of those Marymount boys is cute.❞
❝There are two kinds of evil people in this world. Those who do evil stuff and those who see evil stuff being done and don't try to stop it.❞
❝Well, I mean you wouldn't buy a skirt without asking your friends first if it looks good on you.❞
❝The limit does not exist!❞
❝I just wanted to say that you're all winners. And that I couldn't be happier the school year is ending.❞
❝It's called the South Beach Fat Flush and all you drink is cranberry juice for 72 hours.❞
❝She's fabulous, but she's evil.❞
❝So, are you gonna send any candy canes?❞
❝No. I don't send them, I just get them. So you better send me one, byotch.❞
❝'Cause she's a life ruiner. She ruins people's lives.❞
❝Oh no, I can't say anything else until I have a parent or lawyer present.❞
❝Did you see nipple? It only counts if you saw a nipple!❞
❝Oh, no. It was coming up again, word vomit... no, wait a minute... Actual vomit.❞
❝Grool... I meant to say cool and then I started to say great.❞
❝I'm a cool mom! Right Regina?❞
❝Good news, they didn't get run over... Bad news, they're still flat.❞
❝Hey, hey, hey. How are my best girlfriends?❞
❝Oh god, busted! Just start apologizing and crying. No, play it cool.❞
❝I mean no offense, but how could she send you a candy cane? She doesn't even like you that much. Maybe she feels weird around me because I'm the only person who knows about her nose job. Oh my god, pretend you didn't hear that.❞
Summary: so the idea for the entire finale was from this evil critter: The idea of Metallic was born from the very request of MC going to a platonic ride with Zen and to this request here regarding a convo Jumin and Zen had that goes, “If something happens to me, protect her for me.”
a/n❗️ have fun reading, everyone!! this is the fin of Metallic! for those who have messaged me throughout the course of the story and took their time to show support, thank you so much! we’ve now reached the end! but the end does not always mean that it’s going to be gone. sometimes, it’s the start of a new beginning. i love all of you! you know who you are guys. anon or not, unanswered messages or not, i treasure you all. it was an interesting roller coaster ride. thank you for everyone who rode with me throughout. pls never forget that ♡ see you guys on my next fanfic project: Frostbite.
❝ My heart is running on empty One more day and then we go Yeah, the time goes on now Don't ask me how I don't know We'll be home tomorrow But a thousand miles too far away Say you won't forget and I'll be okay
At least tonight It's just you and me and honestly That's everything I need
I don't wanna fall out But we're all out of time (Is this over?)(Don't want an ending) In one day No way you'll be mine (Is this over?)(Don't want an ending)
Tonight's the countdown 'Til the day we're not around (Is this over?) (Don't want an ending) And you're gone And we're on with our lives (Is this over?) (Don't want an ending) No, don't want an ending ❞
You heard him shout from 2 floors below, his arms wide open, anticipating your
fall. You thought twice regarding this as you pondered whether you’d be able to
land towards his arms perfectly. You highly doubted whether it’s a safe
alternative since it is high above ground and you know that the speed versus
pull of gravity while falling might cause fatal results.
But his eyes looked at you as if what he’s telling you to do was the easiest thing
His face showed no second-thoughts. He looked so sure that
he’d be able to catch you despite the circumstances. What if you land on the
wrong foot? What if you’re going to break one of his bones as he catch you?
What if you both are going to be hurt? You debated whether you’d be able to
successfully orchestrate the fall. You couldn’t predict where you’d be able to
land or whether he’d be able to successfully catch you in his arms. You were a
nervous wreck since you’re on the second floor and the building was pretty high
You shook your head as you swallowed hard, your heart
beating like crazy against your chest when you heard the growing commotion inside
the room. You can hear Seven’s distress as Yoosung grunted in pain when he was
forced to the ground, his shoulder hitting something hard.
You wanted to badly help them.
But you knew it’ll put their efforts in vain if you interject now.
“Jump!” You heard Seven’s voice thundered as he tried to
stand up. Your kidnapper stared at you with the coldest of smiles but what
puzzled you is why he left Yoosung and Seven alone and dashed out of the room
instead. You were jerked out of your reverie when you heard Seven speak again
as he draped Yoosung’s arms around his shoulders to aid him in standing up. “Jump, MC. Jumin and Zen are downstairs.
We’ll follow you there. Go now!”
Please be mine:
I can't stop the rain from falling
Can't stop my heart from calling you
When you love someone and they break your heart, don’t give up on love, have faith, restart. Just hold on.
Goodnight and Goodbye:
I feel like we have fallen apart, open up your eyes girl and see, how wonderful this love could be.
'cause I could go across the world, see everything and never be satisfied, if I couldn't see those eyes.
Still in love with you:
But your smile still makes my heart sing another sad song, I can't forget it, I won't regret it.
The only thing you knew was true has just walked out of your life. How does it feel?
When you look me in the eyes:
Dreams can't take the place of loving you, there's gotta be a million reasons why it's true.
We can stop for hours just staring at the stars, they shine down to show us that you know when the sun forgets to shine, I'll be there to hold you through the night and we'll be running so fast we can fly tonight.
Fallen soldiers, all around us, but we're still standing strong. Embarrassing and contradicting 'cause now we're making headlines, primetime, saying "what a story!". Billboards, packed tours. Don't forget you can try to break us and make us fall apart, but the fires in our hearts.
Take a breath:
People change and promises are broken, clouds can move and skies will be wide open. Don't forget to take a breath.
Out of this world:
Said she'd seen it all before, made me wonder even more.
I kissed her for the first time yesterday, everything I wished that it would be. Suddenly I forgot how to speak. Hopeless, breathless, baby can't you see?
Every single word's been said, broke each other's hearts again. As the starlit sky begins to shine, we're breakin' down, she screams out.
Can't have you:
I don't wanna fall asleep 'cause I don't know if I'll get up, and I don't wanna cause a scene, but I'm dyin' without your love. Begging to hear your voice tell me you love me too.
They're all the same, they all want the money, they're all insane, they live for fame, honey. They laugh at you when you're not even bein' funny.
Pushin' me away:
Spinning round these walls are falling down and I need you.
Filled with sorrow, filled with pain, knowing that I am to blame ror leavin' your heart out in the rain. And I know your gonna walk away, leave me with the price to pay, before you go I wanted to say that I'm sorry.
A little bit longer:
And you don't know what it's like to feel so low and every time you smile, you laugh, you glow.
Before the storm:
Just thinking back to where we started and how we lost all that we are. We were young, and times were easy, but I could see it's not the same. I'm standing here, but you don't see me, give it all for that to change.
Get a rep for breakin' hearts, now I'm done with super stars and all the tears on her guitar, I'm not bitter // I believe that the road that people lead, helps you find the one you need.
She hates the sun 'cause it proves she's not alone and the world doesn't revolve around her soul. She loves the sky 'cause it validates her pride, never lets her know when she is wrong.
Pick up all your tears, throw 'em in your backseat, leave without a second glance.
There's a lot that you don't notice, when you read between the lines. The future's out of focus, when you're blinded by the light. It's a hope for all the hopeless in the worst of trying times. I resort to being speechless 'cause I don't want to lie.
I just got back from the doctor, he told me that I had a problem, but I realized it's you.
Fly with me:
Maybe you were just afraid, knowing you were miles away from the place where you needed to be and that's right here with me.
I make the most of all the stress, I try to live without regrets but I'm about to break a sweat, I'm freakin' out. It's like a poison in my brain, it's like a fog that blurs the sane, it's like a vine you can't untangle. I'm freakin' out
Guns for Hands:
But there's hope out the window, so that's where we'll go
Holding On To You:
Tie a noose around your mind, loose enough to breathe fine and tie it to a tree. Tell it, "You belong to me, this ain't a noose, this is a leash, and I have news for you- you must obey me."
Ode to Sleep:
Why won't you let me go? Do I threaten all your plans? I'm insignificant. Please tell them you have no plans for me. I will set my soul on fire, what have I become?
So bold and fearless in the risks we take, laugh in the face of gravity as its laws we'd break, on trampolines so high, we reach for the sky, but I do not look up anymore and I don't know why. I put my socks on my feet, just so that my soul won't fall through my toes, and I walk through my door, just so I don't fall through the floor
Faith is to be awake, and to be awake is for us to think, and for us to think is to be alive and I will try with every rhyme to come across like I am dying to let you know you need to try to think
When you squint your eyes and your eyelashes make it look a little not right, and then when just enough light comes from just the right side and you find you're not who you're supposed to be?
We live for the night's decor, it reveals what we dream of
No one else is dealing with your demons, meaning maybe defeating them could be the beginning of your meaning, friend
Am I screaming to an empty sky? Empty sky, no way, that's me 'cause one half of my heart is free; empty sky, no way, that's me 'cause the other half of my heart's asleep
The only difference between life and dying is one is trying, that's all we're going to do; so try to love me and I'll try to save you
You're an angel fallen down, won't you tell us of the clouds; you have fallen from the sky- how high? How high?
I can feel your breath, I can feel my death. I want to know you, I want to see, I want to say hello
I'm so sorry but I do believe that all my bridges I have burned, and I've earned a policy of no return, so be concerned
I wish that I had two faces to prove which theory works, yelling on the street corner or cleverly masking your words; I take my face off at the door 'cause I don't know who they will take me for
(I can’t stop writing about these two. I’m in Vaxus/Dorian hell! Don’t send help.)
Magister Cornwall was an evil bastard in every sense of the word. He had done many things in his sixty-five years that were, to anyone else, regrettable. A few assassinated friends here, a few sacrificed slaves there. Just the general Magister stuff. But stealing a little boy from his injured father’s arms? That was a new one. It was supposed to be a simple pick up job. He ordered his slave to go to the Pavus house, take young master Felix, and return without incident. Little did they know that his other father, the former Inquisitor Trevelyan, would be at home that day. He had put up a good fight and his slave retained a few injuries, but the elf managed to overpower Trevelyan and take the child. At least the slave was worth something. That little five year old elf boy was then thrown in the cellar of Cornwall’s manor with the door locked behind him so the little runt couldn’t escape, at least not until Cornwall got what he wanted.
Sure, it was a dick move, stealing someone’s child (even if it was an ugly little half elf mongrel.) But Pavus had left him no choice. He was trying to change their society even though it had worked fine for years. If Pavus succeeded he would no longer have slaves. And Cornwall would have to pay commoners to come into his home and clean. Actually pay them, the madness of it all! And where would this great nation be without its all-powerful blood magic or how would they ensure the purity of the next generation without some marriage guide lines? No, this simply could not be. Pavus had to be stopped and if he had to steal his son and beat his partner half to death to do it (or get his slave to), then so be it. Besides, it’s not like he was asking too much. Only for the fool to step down from his seat in the magisterium and leave Tevinter as it is, then he could have his son back. Simple, right? If Pavus disagreed, well, the slave traders were always in need of young blood.
Only about two hours later is when things really kicked off. Cornwall was sitting in his living room, drinking some of his best whisky, congratulating himself on what a fine job he did today. That’s when his slave, limping and bandaged up, came rushing in. He had a terrified look on his face as he slammed the doors behind him.
“Master!” cried the slave. “Master, it’s-!”
Before he could finish the doors burst open, throwing the slave forward, after being hit by a wave of magic. Cornwall grinned as he stood up with his hands behind his back, seeing Magister Dorian Pavus storm in. He held his staff tightly in his hands and had a glare that could have sent chills down a qunari’s spin.
“WHERE’S MY SON?!” growled Dorian.
“Ah, Magister Pavus,” said Cornwall brightly. “You’re a little earlier than I expected but that’s no trouble.”
“My son Felix! Where is he?!”
“Calm down, Pavus. He’s safe. But we really should talk.”
“I don’t give a fuck what you got to say!I want my son back!”
“See, that’s it. I got something you want and you got something I want. Your seat on the magisterium, for example. Yes, it is a high price but you know the saying; You can’t put a price on a child’s happiness.”
“Now, now, Pavus. It’s not as if you have a choice. See, I’m the only one who knows where your son is. And that a small gesture I can send him away to the slave traders, where he belongs. So you really don’t have a choice. You can’t touch me.”
Dorian’s glare grew stronger but his staff lowered. What was this? Submission? Of course he was. It was no secret how much the man adored his family. A fool’s error, Cornwall was sure.
“You’re right,” said Dorian. “I can’t touch you.”
Then, suddenly, Dorian grinned.
“But he can.”
Cornwall couldn’t spin around in time to stop the butt of the axe hitting him in-between the shoulder blades. He cried out and fell to the ground, the weapon having temporally paralyzed him. The pain was so great he wondered he had been stabbed. But no, there was no blood. Cornwall groaned in pain and looked up to see Vaxus Trevelyan standing over him, with an axe in his one hand, a black eye swollen shut and a face full of blood lust.
“I don’t believe you’ve met my husband,” said Dorian. “He’s been dying to meet you.”
“Where is Felix?” demanded Vaxus.
“Ha!” scoffed Cornwall, trying to hide his agony. “You think I’m intimidated by a brainless barbarian from the south? Andraste give me strength.”
“Look, I am not in the fucking mood for your bull shit! Tell us where our son is, or else.”
“Or else what? If you kill me you’ll never see your son again. So do your worst, Trevelyan!”
“As you wish.”
Vaxus responded by stamping hard on Cornwall’s…..jewels. He screamed in agony and held his crotch, curling into a ball and biting his lip, trying to contain a whimper.
“Now you want to tell me?” asked Vaxus. “I could do this all day.”
Vaxus stamped on his crotch again, crushing both his hands and his jewels. Cornwall cried out again and let out a tiny whimper escape
“THE CELLAR!” cried Cornwall. “HE’S IN THE CELLAR YOU TWISTED SON OF A BITCH!”
Vaxus and Dorian looked at each other before making their way to the cellar. But not before Dorian walked up to Cornwall and kicked him in the head, knocking him unconscious.
“That’s for hurting my Amatus!” growled Dorian before he hurried along to join Vaxus.
Cornwall’s house was large and vast but it wasn’t long before they found the door that led down to the cellar. As they climbed down the stairs they could hear a soft sobbing that reached for their heart strings. They quickly reached the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. Of course it was.
“Felix?! Are you there?!” called Vaxus.
“Papa?” asked Felix’s voice through the door. “Papa, is that you?!”
“Papa! Papa, I thought you were dead!”
“I’m alright, Felix, don’t worry about me. Did they hurt you?”
“No. They just threw me in here and left me alone. It’s dark in here, I don’t like the dark!”
Vaxus and Dorian looked at each other. It broke their hearts, knowing their son was just on the other side of this door, alone and afraid. They had to do something.
“It’s alright, Felix, we’re going to get you out of here!” called Dorian.
“Father!” cried Felix.
“Son, I need you to step away from the door and get behind something if you can!”
Dorian lightly pushed Vaxus’s back and aimed his staff at the key hole. A small yet powerful spell caused a controlled explosion that broke the lock and swung the door open. Felix came out from behind a wooden box and Dorian knelt down as Felix ran into his arms. He hugged him tightly as Vaxus rushed up and hugged the pair on them, Felix wrapping his arms around them both.
“Papa! Father!” sobbed Felix. “They were going to sell me! That man said he would! I was so scared!”
“We would have never let that happen, my little boy,” said Dorian, holding his face in his hands. “You’re safe now. Everything’s going to fine.”
“I love you, Father. I love you, Papa.”
“We love you too, Felix, we love you so much,” said Vaxus. “Come on, let’s get you home.”
Dorian picked up Felix and held him tightly as they climbed up the stairs back up to the house. Dorian held his son’s head into his neck so he wouldn’t see the unconscious bodies of Cornwall or his elf slave. Maker knows the poor boy had been through enough today. But Felix had no interest in looking up. He just held his father as tightly as he could, terrified of being taken again.
Poor Felix was a lot more fearful for a time, after the event. He was afraid about being left with a baby sitter and of other magisters, except for Mea of course. He had one or two nightmares that caused him to wake screaming in a cold sweat. It was a really hard time for him. But Dorian and Vaxus were always there to reassure him that was safe. And as long as the pair of them lived, they would always keep their special little boy safe. And this made Felix feel little better, if only a little bit.
Red - Not this aggressive brightful kind of red. It's the wine one, the richest of them all that wraps you with wramth and confidence. You are the fire at his beggining, the hope, the impulsion. Your enthousiasm is contagious. When you have an idea you have to do it NOW. You may sometimes not finish everything, but you're too busy to give a damn !
Honey - You thought it would be green ? Que nenni ! Sensual, grounded, epicurian, so many words to describe the joy of being alive and seeks all the pleasure of the earth. Your smile is something simple but pure and sincere. You can't be angered easily cause you prefer saving your energy for something that will require pleasure. But you can be as stubborn as bee trying to protect her queen and when someone finally got on your bad side, like the bull, you won't let him get away alive.
Pink - Forget the palest shade of this colour ! You're the taffy, hot pink, magenta one ! When you go somewhere it's impossible for you to be unoticed. Not because you seek attention, but because you seem from another planet. You're like a child ready to cause mischiefs and bring smile to our faces at any moment !
Blue - This colour describe your all being perfectly. Pale, dark, all shades show a facet of your personnality, how you can be the sweetest thing on earth or how you can be the worst tsunami if someone wants to fight you. Melancolic, you have built high walls to hide your heart from this ruthless world. You hide yourself behind a mask of mockery, making people believe you don't feel anything or you don't care. Many people don't try to see behind the mask, but those who dare won't ever regret it. Cause you have the power to soothe any wounds.
Tawny - Untamed, you rule the place as you show up ! It's in your nature. Whenever you go, there is this aura around you who commands respect. Proud and wild, people don't want to mess with you cause you're the definition of being courageous. Even if people don't like you, they can't deny or look down on you. But you know damn well how to get on their nerves ! Still not many will be willing to fight you because of that vibe full of pride and power. Even when you're not, you always give the feeling of being self-confident. For you, there is no such thing as being afraid. Either you fight, either you die.
Mint - Independent, you rely on your damn self to do things. When you do something, you want it to be perfect and that's why you have a tendency to be easily stressed. Talented, people may have also high expectation on you and that doesn't help cause it makes you fear of doing mistakes (which is perfectely fine!) You like people who are true and honest, like you ! You know how words can be powerful that's why you choose your words wisely. But if you have to tell the truth, damn I hope the person got an ego insurrance cause you will be as sharp as a katana.
Coral - Nor aggressive, nor too pale, isn't it the perfect colour to describe a person who seeks the right middle between things ? Also some people may dislike your tendancy to not want to take a side in an argument or taking your time when it comes of taking the right decision, many like the fact you can stay impartial or simply don't want to bother being involved in a situation that doesn't concern you ! You don't like fighting, not because you can't but because it tires you. You'd rather say nothing and be at peace.
Black - You are the death and the rebirth. From you, we can get all or nothing ! Fine watcher of your surroundings, your magnetism is why people are attracted to you. That untouchable, dangerous vibe you give may either wants people to seek you or rejects you. Secretive you do not open up easily but once you do your passion may burn your partner.
Purple - Cause you're the "quietest" of the sun signs. This color is made of red and blue which means you're carefree, living as you please without wanting to bother others (blue). You may be extravangant, but you surely are original by the way you experiment your life. You are full of funny experiences. But you are a sleeping fire, like the ash you can burn if someone wants to mess with you ! And they won't see it coming (red).
Bronze - The one who says " The sucess lies in your hand" was certainely talking about a capricorn native. Composed, you are a hard-worker when something motivates you. But you love to slack-off, chilling and above all, be with your closest friends that you chose wisely. Sarcastic, you have that spicy humor that makes your charm, and I don't talk about that smirk of yours that can infuriate or charm the people around you. Your head is your best ally, your rationality your best weapon.
White - If your sign was a word it will be wisdom. Your are the precursor of progress, the one who see through the heart and the soul of the people around you. You seek fairness, deep conversation and yearn for inner peace. Your wolrd doesn't stick to what you see. You feel this "other" invisible world all around you and want to connect with it.
Turquoise - For me it's THE colour that describes perfectly the word creativity. Your head is a mess of sketches, ideas, paintings. You want to realise everything and knowing that you can't angers you. Socially awkward, the world you were born in is far too harsh and boring for you to try to make an effort and sympathize. Either people understand and attempt to enter this world of your own or they can go fuck themselves with your best regards. You won't change for them.