Blue Ridge AU Crack

blueridgeau @ 2012-11-24T22:56:00

2012-11-25T05:46:17Z

Characters: Emma and Ruby and Marney JR
Setting: At the local jail
Rating: IDK PROBS NSFW
Content: Emma and Marney Jr go to pick up mommy from the parole office.

It had been a long five years, longer than any period of time that Emma had ever had to wait. It had been so long since she had really gotten to be with Ruby. Sure, there had been the weekly to tri-weekly visits to the prison, but that was different. They couldn't curl up on the couch, smoke a bowl and spend hours cuddling and watching movies. They couldn't talk about whatever crossed their minds at three am while they lay in bed. They couldn't even share the first four years of their daughter's life, something that had turned into Emma's own personal struggle. She loved their daughter dearly, even though she wanted to kill the man responsible, she had loved every moment of the last four years. Raising a miniature Ruby had reminded her everyday of the time she was missing with the girl she loved.

"Momma? Momma, I wanna go now!"

Emma realized that she had been staring at the grey buildings that sat in front of them and gripping the steering wheel. Letting her white knuckled hands slide from the steering wheel, she smiled and turned to Marney. The little girl was squirming in her car seat impatiently, and looking at Emma with pleading eyes. "Alright, baby girl, let's go get her."

She unbuckled her own seat belt and got out of the car to set Marney free from her car seat. She knew that letting Marney Sr watch the little girl would result in truancy. As much as Emma was still a little rascal, even at 24, she didn't want her daughter to turn out as bad as her and Ruby. That was what had gotten them into this mess to begin with. Emma lifted the little girl out of the car and locked the door once she shut it. Grasping Marney's hand, she walked briskly across the parking lot, feeling nervous. She always felt her anxiety spike when she was around the prison, even after coming here for five years. Police always put her on edge, and this was the first time she had been stone sober for weeks. She had been scared if she had taken anything they might make her take a blood test, it was unlikely, but without Ruby to tell her she was being ridiculous, her imagination ran wild.

All of that was going to change now though, today was the day that she would get Ruby back, today was the day they could be a family. She lead Marney through the doors, and up to the counter where the guard sat. He was a kindly old man who always nodded her in when she came to visit, but today was different.

"Hello Miss Emma," he said, giving her a smile as she walked up. "I bet you're here to pick up Ruby, huh?" Emma nodded enthusiastically and the guard let out a soft laugh. "Go wait over there, I'll be right back."

Emma led Marney over to the chairs in the waiting room, pulling the little girl into her lap and handing her the gameboy as they waited.

AU HALLOWEEN

2012-10-18T23:54:11Z

Characters: Everyone
Setting: All over campus
Rating: NSFWdoo
Content: Terrible, terrible things happen

As was tradition, Blueridge opened their doors for the Halloween party. An eerie feeling crept over the campus though, as they would all soon find out they were not the only ones celebrating the holiday...

blueridgeau @ 2012-09-04T21:23:00

2012-09-04T23:36:42Z

Characters: Michi, Tatum, Sam, Mack, Sera, little Kia, and basically anyone else in attendance [or crashing].
Setting: Lake Lanier Resort, April of 2017.
Content: NSFW? Who even knows, THESE KIDS.
Summary: Michi & Tatum's wedding!

When Tatum had been growing up, she had never been the type of little girl to plan her wedding. She and Mack had played wedding many times when they were young, always in their backyards, until her father had put a stop to it. But it had never felt like a reality, that she would get there, get to be happy. When she had been very young, she and Mack promised they would get married someday for real, but before they were even in high school it had become abundantly clear that such things wouldn't be happening in their future together.

Weddings, and the idea of being married to someone, became less of a game of pretend to her and more of a looming fear as she became a teenager. She had always dreaded the thought that if she wanted to get married, that most likely she'd never be happy with the person she would end up with, that her parents would decide for her like always did and that would be that. She began to think she would be lucky to even tolerate a husband, let alone like him. They'd pick someone awful. They had already spent her life trying to hook her up with their sons of their friends, with proper young men from church. She had been sure that one day, they would reel her in and she would have to spend the rest of her days with a 'nice catholic boy' that both of her parents would approve of and pick out just for her.

The idea that she could be standing where she was today, wearing am overly expensive wedding gown that she enjoyed wearing more than she let on, actually ready to marry the woman that she loved, that she had chosen. It was a nice twist on how the rest of her life had played out to this point. But she and Michi had been together for almost seven years now, and it had been almost just as long since she had spoken to her parents, she was ready. They couldn't ruin her special day, and her real family was here to support her, the family she had chosen to surround herself with. Though her stomach was riddled with butterflies as she looked at herself in the mirror for the hundredth time, Tatum felt like nothing could knock her down today.

They had been through so much together now, and Tatum didn't want anyone else. Kia and Izzy were getting bigger every day, not to mention the little bump in her stomach that was just beginning to show. Getting married, graduated with two kids and one on the way, and still everything worked out better than expected. When she had gotten pregnant five years ago, she hadn't ever thought her life would end up this way, working out this way. Never in a million years had the redhead believed that she could have this life, a wife and children that she loved more than anything, and no one to tell her it was wrong. It was her day, their day, and she wasn't about to let anything bring her down.

It wasn't a particularly big affair, and only a modest amount of guests, even if the venue was a big expensive. Tatum hadn't wanted anything over the top, but she had fallen in love with the view of the lake. It was the next best thing to being home, it was comforting. She didn't have much home here. They both had very few blood relations in attendance, but Tatum didn't really care as much as she once would have. Letting the actions of her parents bring her down was a thing of the past. Her brother and sister were here, her nieces, her kids and her friends, she didn't really need much else. They had come a long way to get to this point, the mood was good, and even the weather was perfect for an outdoor ceremony. Tatum had opted out of using a church as her first official decision about the day. She absolutely did not want to be married in a chapel, or by a pastor.

Yes, she was ready, but it didn't really stop her butterflies. She was supposed to be working on finishing writing out her vows, but that was proving to be the hardest part. Everything she and Michi had been through together since they had met, since Sera and Hunter had first introduced them at a party in high school, was a lot to address. Everything she owed her future wife thanks for, everything Michi had put up with, everything that Michi had helped her through, was not easily summed up on a little scrap of notebook paper. She had taken forever to begin writing them, and now it was her last chance to finish them and she didn't know where to stop. She had a knack for being long-winded, and she doubted that everyone wanted her rambling on for an hour. God, she'd probably start crying.

She could do this though, she was definitely ready, and she barely even jumped as there was a knock on the door.

blueridgeau @ 2012-09-04T08:50:00

2012-09-04T10:45:54Z

Characters: Jenny, Chuck, & Chuck's family.
Setting: Baker family house, 2013.
Content: SFW.
Summary: Family dinner with Chuckie's parents after their reunion.

It had been a long time since Jenny had been to the Baker house, much longer than she had ever gone before without seeing Charlie's family, and the worry about how today would go was apparent on her face. She sat in Charlie's passenger seat, staring out the window and not really saying much. One hand held Chuck's on the gearshift, and the other rested on the rapidly expanding bump of her stomach. She wasn't much of a chef, not really much of the homemaking type at all, but she was really working to change that that and she had wanted to do something special. She had made shortbread cookies for today because the internet said the recipe was easy, but it wasn't that easy. Most of the cookies that sat in the box on her lap looked rather lumpy and deformed. But they tasted the same, and Charlie said that was all that mattered. Her girlfriend kept trying to assure her that it was okay, and it wasn't like she hadn't ate dinner at the Baker's house a hundred different times before, but Jenny still felt bad about it all. It was the first time she would see Charlie's family since they had gotten back together.

She was behaving pretty well now, keeping herself busy with new mom stuff and being with Charlie was enough to keep her focused and grounded. It was mostly enough to distract her from wanting to go partying, but it didn't entirely squash the urge and it wasn't like she had always been a good girl. She had been downright rotten before, had betrayed Charlie dozens of times, but the younger blonde had still taken her back. Jenny was still adjusting to that fact, that Charlie could forgive her and still want to be with her. She knew her girlfriend kept telling her that her parents felt the same way, that they didn't think of her differently, but Jenny wasn't sure she bought it. She was always wild before, but this was different, she had really fucked up her life and now she was dragging Chuck down with her. Why would Charlie's parents want her to be with a stupid ditz of a girl that obviously couldn't keep her legs closed? That was what her own mom called her, anyway.

Jenny was half sure that dinner tonight might be a set up, that maybe Charlie's mom and dad were inviting them over to dinner to tell them they needed to break up. Jenny loved Charlie more than anyone, didn't know what to do without her, but if Chuck's parents asked her to stop dragging the younger girl down, she would. Even some of her own friends had told her that it was pretty rude of her to expect Charlie to help raise a baby that wasn't anything to her. But Jenny wanted it to be something to her, they already knew it was a girl and Charlie had taken her to pick out really cute pink sleepers and a little crib, and she didn't want to think that it was all for nothing. But if Charlie senior told her that he wanted her to leave tonight, to leave Charlie out of this mess, she knew she would. She was being selfish, even if Charlie insisted she wanted to help. They were just eighteen, what did they know yet?

Charlie's parents had been the closest thing Jenny had ever experienced to real parents who cared about her, and disappointing them, particularly Charlie's father who was one of the few positive men in her life, turned her stomach. She loved them, and Charlie always told her they loved her too. That had been before though, before they knew what she had really been like, before the break-up and before everything she had done to Charlie came to light. How could they love a girl that cheated on their daughter, and ended up pregnant? They were probably just as disgusted as her own mother was with her. She hadn't taken a break from putting Jen down during the whole pregnancy so far. If it wasn't fat jokes, it was whore jokes, and if it wasn't whore jokes then it was genuine put-downs. Jenny's mother never missed a chance to tell any of her kids what losers they were, but her twins especially.

When they were finally pulling onto the familiar Baker driveway, Jenny tensed up, squeezing Chuck's hand especially hard as her girlfriend cut the engine. She turned her head a bit to look at the younger girl from under the hair that had fallen into her face. "Do you really think they want me here?" she asked, for probably the thousandth time since Charlie told her where they were going tonight. She swallowed thickly, turning to stare out the window again, at Charlie's yard, her dad's barn littered with bikes and cars in states of mid-repair.

"Oh, your mom is gonna hate me, she probably hates me already, why wouldn't she?" she choked out after a moment, trying to get herself under control and keep from crying. She didn't want to go inside with her eyes all red and puffy, but her emotions and hormones were a whirlwind lately. "And your d-daddy, too."

blueridgeau @ 2012-08-29T23:56:00

2012-08-30T01:58:18Z

Characters: Tatum & Mack.
Setting: Mack and Alex's place, shortly after Tater finds out about Kia being back.
Content: NSFW.
Summary: Show the fuck down.

Other than the fact that she was furious beyond belief, Tatum didn't know much. Her entire vision was painted red, seeing past it all wasn't easy to do, and she didn't really want to. Things in her life had just been coming back around, she thought less and less about her loss every day now. She would have never forgotten Kia, and full moons were still awful without her, but some of the sharpness of the ache in her heart was starting to fade. Kia was gone, and for what it had been worth, she had begun accepting it, the edge was coming off. She had even gone so far as admitting that staying mad at Benji wasn't going to bring her back. She had been healing, so had Sam ans Michi, Izzy and the other boys, the whole family had been moving toward moving on. But then Mack had come and screwed up everything.

She knew that it was selfish, she should have been thrilled that Kia was back, no matter what the circumstance. But sometimes dead was better. Mack had changed her, stolen her away, lied to her, and willingly let Alex Quentin have influence over her. It wasn't the first time that Mack had messed with Tatum and her daughter, there had been incidents when Kia had been much younger, but now the redhead was sure she should have killed Mack the very first time she even looked in Kia's direction. Tatum couldn't forgive it now. She had always felt guilty about her daughter being a wolf, born into it with no real choice, but this was not how she wanted to fix it. Kia was different now, she even smelled different, like them, like those blood sucking bastards, and the whole pack knew it. They could all feel it. She wasn't one of them anymore, she was one of them. She was now a natural enemy to what had previously been her own kind, her family, and it was Mack's fault. She had no right.

It wasn't even quite like having Kia back, not after the things Mack had told her, the lies she had indoctrinated the brunette with. She had warped the girl's mind. Tatum couldn't see past that, the way Kia felt and acted toward them now because of Mackenzie's lies and leads. It was unforgivable. Combined with the audacity of the act itself, Tatum didn't know what else to do except get mad, she had to get even. She had promised Michi that she would leave it alone, that she at least wouldn't go alone, she had told Sam that she wanted them to go together, but she didn't wait for him. He was surprisingly easy to dupe. This whole mess was between her and Mack, once her best friend and confidante but now just a monster she didn't think she knew anymore. If Mack hadn't been trying to get back at her, to make her pay for a lifetime of mistakes and anger toward each other, none of this would have happened. It was time to settle it once and for all, and Tatum was ready.

It was nearly the full moon anyway, and her senses were riding high. She didn't know exactly where Mack lived anymore, but she had a vague idea. She knew, or had a feeling at least, that it would be close to the park that she used to take Kia to many years ago, before Texas, before her and Izzy had grown. Back in Georgia, the same park where she now realized Mack had been watching them the first time, all of the times she didn't know about, with that wistful look on her face. She had thought at first that Kia was making it up, the blonde lady she always talked about was just assumed to be her imaginary friend, but eventually Tatum had caught on. That unsavory vampire smell had hung in the air. It enraged her now that she had even allowed any of it to happen. Had Mack been thinking of doing this to her, even then? Of stealing her daughter away? She should have torn her throat out right then and there.

Going to that old park was vague, yes, but it was a solid enough guess that she could follow her nose from there. She followed it right along the street, to a nice looking brownstone house, no different than any other on the block. One could easily watch the park right from the upstairs window, if they wanted. Tatum didn't doubt it. No questions, this was it, she was sure of it. Mack was inside. It was risky, if her whole little posse was inside, it could easily be three or four on one of her. She wanted to do this between them, and only between them. Things needed to be settled once and for all.

She only let herself hesitate for a moment, her brain considering the danger of what she was about to do for a mere second, before Tatum was rushing the door, her foot connecting solidly with it once in a kick, twice, and then three more times in a row before it came open, the frame around it splintering. It was high noon practically, but the street was otherwise quiet except for her now ragged breathing. She was baring her teeth, an unconscious instinct, as she entered the house and immediately squinted against the darkness inside. Every curtain was drawn, but even in the dimness of the entryway alone, she could already tell that the entire place had been decorated by Alex. It reeked of her, in appearance and scent, and it only made Tatum angrier as she advanced further inside.

"Mackenzie Dubinsky, you fucking lowlife," the redhead growled, her voice rising. She didn't know where the vampire was residing in here, it seemed much bigger inside than she thought, but she could definitely scent the blonde out somewhere close by. "Come out here and face me, or I'll tear you limb from fucking limb when I find you instead of making this quick."

blueridgeau @ 2012-08-28T21:33:00

2012-08-29T04:35:00Z

POSTED WITH MACK CAUSE KIA AIN'T IN THE AU JOURNAL.

CHARACTERS: Kia and Benji (Probably Mack and Alex at some point too?? MAYBE EVEN TATUM? GOD WHO KNOWS.)
SETTING: The beach in front of the bar where Kia died on the anniversary of her death years later
CONTENT: NSFW PROBABLY
SUMMARY: Kia is drawn here for some reason and runs across Benji. TRAUMATIC DRAMA ENSUES.

She wasn't sure what had drawn her to this place among the tall grasses of the dunes. There was a bar behind her, the noise slowly drifting across the waving grass. Mack had told her once that this was where she died, and Kia thought it was a shame, it seemed so peaceful. It was a marvelous waste. Kia vaguely remembered that night, it seemed like a blurred dream to her now, something that may or may not have happened. She couldn't really imagine her life any other way than it was currently. She lived with Alex and Mackenzie, the tall blonde taking care of her more than her companion but Alex still had her moments.

It had taken some getting used to, being a vampire. There was the insatiable hunger for human blood that plagued her almost constantly. Mackenzie refused to feed on humans, and as Kia's creator had forced her to follow the same guidelines that she had been following since she had been turned as a kid. Alex, however, had taken Kia on a few different hunting trips, ones that Kia was quite fond of. Mack hadn't been too happy when she had found out, and Kia had felt guilty, really, she had. Nothing compared to human blood though, and as much as Kia had been trying to appease her creator, it was had to deny Alex's persuasive tendencies. She supposed that was what had brought her out here tonight. Mackenzie and Alex had gotten in a fight again, or rather, the tall blonde had caught them trying to sneak out the back door. Either way, Kia had felt guilty and had decided to leave the two older women to their argument (and what was sure to be destructive make up sex eventually), and wandered until she had found herself here.

She had sat and watched the waves roll in for an hour or so, lost in thought, wondering just what her old life had really been like. Mackenzie had told her a little bit about her family and friends, but she couldn't help but feel like there was more. The tall blonde had made it seem like her old life was terrible, and Kia truly believed that the woman was telling the truth. After all, she had been murdered. There had to be more to her life than that though, it was like the memories were right there just out of her grasp. The wind picked up, and Kia subconsciously drew her hoodie around her tighter. It had been a while since she had really felt the cold but old habits died hard. There was something else that the sudden gust of wind brought, and she gave the air a experimental sniff catching the familiar smell again. She wasn't quite sure what it was, but it was familiar, comforting. She stood up from her spot on the beach and began to follow it, the wiff of scent on the wind carrying her closer to the bar.

The music was louder here, and she could hear loud chatter from the open windows. The front of the place was deserted however, the patrons preferring the back porch with it's Christmas lights. There was a lone figure though, standing in the shadows of the parking lot, leaning against a beat up Jeep. Kia's eyes narrowed, and she circled around a few of the cars parked opposite to get a better look. It was a blonde girl, a very familiar looking blonde girl, the one that had let her die. Mack had showed her the tall gangly girl from a distance once, and as much as Kia felt a tug at her heart strings when she saw her, she knew that the blonde was responsible for her murder. She frowned, and stood in the shadows just watching the other girl. She wanted to jump her, drink her blood, make her pay for making her this way. Something held the brunette back, and she stayed hidden for just a few seconds longer until a pair of headlights flashed in her direction, illuminating her hiding spot for what seemed like eternity. She stepped back into the shadows as quickly as she could, for Mack had warned her against being seen by the blonde girl, but the damage was done.

blueridgeau @ 2012-08-20T20:00:00

2012-08-20T18:05:47Z

CHARACTERS: Eden and Dani!
SETTING: 7/11
CONTENT: Violence, swearing, you know.
SUMMARY: Lesbos go for slurpees and end up GETTING SHOT AS FUCK.

Today was just one of those days when Eden felt fucking good about just existing. It was a good feeling, coupled by the warm weather, the gorgeous girl next to her and the little life growing in her belly. There wasn't a whole lot to feel bad about. She stared out of the window at the night, other car's lights passing. The window was down just slightly and ruffling her hair and she wondered how she had come this far. If you had asked her when she was sixteen where she would be in ten years time, knocked up and happy would have been the farthest things from her mind, but she had made it. Sure, it had taken some hustling along the way, but she had carved a pretty sweet existence out for herself, and more importantly she was in love.

She turned and smiled at Dani as she drove them to get her one pregnancy craving- slurpees. "'M gonna mix it up tonight, have a cherry one" she drawled in her thick accent, rubbing on her belly with was starting to protrude a little obviously below her cropped shirt. She'd been talking non-stop about slurpees all day, the ins and outs, the flavours and how badly she needed one before Dani had, she supposed, gone crazy and finally drove her to go get one. As they pulled into the store Eden flipped her seatbelt off and pecked Dani on the cheek. "Y'all can stay here. Aint no point in both of us stepping away from the air con" she joked, hauling herself out of the car and pulling up her pants, which were fitting a little too snug these days. "I have the worst fuckin' wedgie" she grumbled before kicking the door shut and making her way into the store.

blueridgeau @ 2012-08-18T17:57:00

2012-08-18T21:03:05Z

Characters: Michi and Tatum
Setting: Tatum's room
Rating: SFW
Content: Apologizing for the train wreck of the day before

Things had not gone at all to plan. Michi had felt betrayed and angry at first but the look on Tatum's face, that was what really broke her heart. She was mad at herself, mostly for the way she reacted and again for the way she had been insensitive about Sam in the first place. If she had been more honest in the first place, maybe they wouldn't be where they were, but that was the thing wasn't it? They were there together, no matter how much Michi tried to fight, there was something about Tatum and that baby that she couldn't... she wouldn't walk away from.

She didn't know what to do. She didn't know what she could even say to make up for it so she skateboarded into town to get her head on straight. There were a thousand things to say to her girlfriend but she had to show her. After stopping in a few stores, she was sure she had the right gifts that said she was sorry and that she was in it too. She got home early enough but she didn't think she could go right over at the time. She walked around campus, punched a few fence posts, and even got into a minor fight with a boy from her building over bumping into her.

After noon though, she couldn't stand it anymore. She forced herself to cross the Commons and walk right into Shawnee house. Tatum had come to her for comfort and the one thing Michi was good for... she had failed. With a shaking fist she knocked on Tatum's door and then pushed it open, glad to find that the red head was alone. She cleared her throat and shut the door behind her. "I fucked up," she said, feeling incredibly dumb for saying it.

blueridgeau @ 2012-08-18T16:57:00

2012-08-18T19:49:12Z

Characters: Michi & Tatum.
Setting: Michi's room, very early March of 2012.
Content: SFW.
Summary: Tatum telling Michi what's actually been going down.

Tatum had kept her mouth shut ever since her run in with Mack a few weeks, except for going to and see Doctor Lisi after classes the day after. It wasn't an easy thing to tell anyone, but he was a doctor, and since she was over seventeen there wasn't any reason to tell her parents about what went on. Telling them was something she was still considering, time was definitely a factor because she could only hide it for so long, but she was still early on. She had a bit more time to worry about telling them. Mack's reaction had been awful and what had happened between them had been awful, and she hadn't told a soul about it or about the baby. She had been keeping it cooped up inside, but Lisi had been a necessity.

She couldn't smoke joints anymore, couldn't do much of anything, and she was feeling miserable now that Lisi was helping her to switch her prescriptions. Switching dosages and types, it was taking a toll on her, and keeping her mood in check was a challenge in itself. She had always been pretty stable on her medications, she had things under control, but now everything was different. Many types of mood stabilizers and anti-psychotics weren't exactly meant to be given to babies or pregnant women, and changing her medicine around had been necessary, but she was still adjusting. On top of that, there was keeping everything a secret, and that was hardest of all. She knew she was snapping at everyone, but she couldn't very well help it.

Sleeping a lot was becoming a problem, half because she was exhausted and half because she had just plain been feeling depressed about everything. She knew she wasn't exactly being the best, to Sam or Michi, and she still had both of them in the dark for the time being. She had been scared that Mack would tell them, to try to fuck her over, but it hadn't happened yet. She still couldn't shake how disgusted with her the blonde had looked, and she had to keep reminding herself that she was nothing like the girl she had grown up with, Mack's opinion meant nothing now, and their every interaction was nothing but toxic. But it kept nagging at her. Who else was going to be disgusted? Time was running out to tell everyone, not just her folks and her siblings, but everyone. She was only a tiny girl, and with someone of her size she would be showing before long. It was only lucky that so many of her clothes were baggy as it was, because she was pretty sure that she could see just a hint of a belly starting to form. It was all downhill from there.

Her plan all along had been that once she felt she was ready, she would tell Sam, and then Michi next, and her parents after that. She planned to tell them all before her birthday on the fifteenth. Each encounter would go as it would, she couldn't do much to change how any of them would feel when they found out, but she was hoping for the best. Sam, she figured, might actually be the most accepting of the news. But she had to wonder how breaking up with him would taint that acceptance. She knew it was necessary, she loved her best friend but she wasn't in love with him, and if this didn't prove that what she was doing was all wrong, she didn't know what did. She wanted the baby, would do anything to make sure things went well even though she felt like crap all of the time lately, but it had still been a mistake. She would never cut Sam out, but she couldn't be with him.

Which led her next to Michi, her next hurdle. How was she supposed to tell her what was going on? She had been snapping at the other girl loads more than usual lately, and the tension was high. Even just now, Tatum found herself sulking in bed, after they had been screaming at each other just a couple of hours before. It was hard not to get worked up, to end up going over the deep end and she regretted it but it didn't stop her. She wanted to apologize, but that meant she'd have to explain. She laid there sullenly, her face buried against her pillow, wondering if maybe it wasn't best to tell Michi first after all.

Even though they were fighting lately, and even though she couldn't stop thinking about all of the things that Mack had said to her, Tatum wanted Michi. If she was supporting her, then she knew she could do everything else, tell everyone else. Even if Sam ended up hating her for breaking up with him or something, then if she still had Michi, she could make it through. She didn't know what she was going to do if the other girl decided that she wanted nothing to do with her, which was a possibility that weighed heavily on Tatum's mind. Not everyone was ready to sign on for a baby, particularly a baby that wasn't anything to them.

Unless she decided to make it something to her, and Tatum hoped she would. She wanted her to, wanted them to be a family, like she had never been able to have at home. Her parents would be angry with her, she was sure of it, but some part of her begged her to believe that they couldn't hate her. If Michi wanted to help her, then her parents would just have to accept that, and let her be happy for once. But telling Michi was the current problem, and the redhead was still feeling put out from their earlier argument, and that was influencing her more than just a little. It had only been over something stupid at first, but it had snowballed, as often happened.

If she wasn't so stubborn, she knew that she could just be over at Roanoke with her right now, instead of just laying in her own bedroom alone. It was just after dark, but she knew her girlfriend would still be awake, if she hadn't gotten pissed and gone out somewhere with Hunter and Charlie already. Running back to their friends had always been either default reactions, Hunter was always ready to get Michi piss loaded at the drop of a hat, and Tatum usually went to Sam. But she felt less like doing that lately, and she usually ended up alone, just like this. Pushing herself out of bed, she mustered up the energy to get changed, and head out into the commons, crossing them in practically a jog as she made her way from Shawnee, trying to ignore the need to stop and having a joint that still nagged her daily. Smoking on the commons had been one of her favorite activities, and she knew that both Sam and Michi had noticed her lack of smoking lately. She had been telling them both simply that she was quitting, it was too expensive.

With weed still on her brain, she ducked inside of Roanoke, glad to find that the common area was pretty empty as she passed through and proceeded to Michi's room. She didn't bother to knock, shoving the door open as soon as she found that it wasn't locked, and almost slamming it behind her. She only took a quick inventory of the room, and as soon as she saw Michi was home and her roommate wasn't, she felt herself getting worked up and getting ready to go off.

"Listen, I'm sick and tired of just this.. shit, with you jumping down my throat for every little thing!" she told her, brandishing her index finger at her girlfriend as she leaned back onto the door. "We didn't used to be like this and I don't wanna be like this now!"

blueridgeau @ 2012-08-15T22:07:00

2012-08-16T04:05:08Z

Characters: Charlie and Jenny (I HAD TO POST WITH EMMA BECAUSE CHUCKIE ISN'T PART OF THE AU GROUP)
Setting: Their senior and first years of University
Rating: SFW? It's AU
Summary: Charlie runs into a ghost from her past

It had been month since Charlie had so much as said hello to Jenny. Their relationship hadn't ended well to say the least, but the rumors she had heard afterwards had been worse. The straw that had broken the camels back wasn't anything special, wasn't anything abnormal in their lives, but Charlie had been drunk, too drunk. Everything had just come out like word vomit, the tears, the accusations, the insecurities, it was awful. She couldn't do it anymore, she couldn't share Jenny with anyone. The months that followed had been lonely for Charlie. Hunter and Sera were long gone, although she still visited them quite a bit, it wasn't quite the same. She had lead the team to yet another Quod championship though, and had brought victory to her house once again. It didn't mean as much to her.

Now it was half way through her senior year of high school and graduation seemed miles away. She was already being scouted by several different Quodpot leagues and Charlie couldn't wait to get out of here. All she had left now was Quodpot, and really, why bother finishing school if she was just going to play sports the rest of her life. She spent most of her days now skipping class, training and smoking more weed than was healthy for a athlete of her status. It was a miracle they were even letting her captain the team anymore. Ichiro had talked to her several times about her failing academic record, but they had come to some sort of agreement. At least she was going to graduate, she wasn't sure what the requirements were for the Quodpot leagues, but she figured not having a high school diploma would kill her eventually.

She was just finishing up her morning training now, sweat dripping off of her as she made her way back to her dorm. She had her broomstick tossed over one shoulder and her training bag over the other. Her headphones were blaring in her ears. She was in the zone, running through the drills she wanted to run later with the team in her head, when she hit something solid. At first she thought it was a wall, it wouldn't have been the first time she had run into one recently. It took her a few minutes to realize it was actually a person, and she shouldered her bag back into place with a wince before looking down a the poor person in concern.

"I'm sorry! I didn't see-" It was only then that Charlie realized who exactly she had knocked over. Looking back at her was none other than Jenny herself. Charlie gaped at her speechless, she wasn't prepared for this, she had been so careful to avoid the other girl. She had even resorted to ducking into empty classrooms when she saw her around campus. Now she was right in front of her. "Jenny, I-" she stuttered, dropping her bag out of surprise.

blueridgeau @ 2012-08-14T20:07:00

2012-08-14T22:33:59Z

Characters: Jenny & Chuck.
Setting: Charlie's dorm in Shenandoah; middle of the night.
Content: SFW-ish? IMPLICATIONS.
Summary: Jenny doing the usual walk of shame circa four AM.

It was basically the same old tired routine for Jenny by the time that she made her way back into Shenandoah, quiet as a mouse as she tip-toed through the darkened common area and upstairs, hesitating in the junior class hallway for that familiar moment as she eyed the rest of the stairs that would take her up to her own room. She could go up to her own floor, but Ella probably had Hendrix over, and there were undoubtedly things going on that she didn't want to see. One experience with Hendrix and his little friend had been enough for her, she didn't see what Ella was making such a big deal about. On top of that, the two of them just sucked, they were always so rude and her sister thought she was hot shit. Jenny wasn't very bright, but even she knew that Ella would love a chance to rub it in her face that she was sulking in again at half past three.

She honestly hadn't meant to be out so late, she had wanted to come back to the dorms earlier and just watch tv with Charlie or something. It had been her plan, for all intents and purposes. But then some of the Quodpot boys from Roanoke were going out, and she never could resist a free evening. They had been loaded down with E, and they had bought all of her drinks, and she had even managed to swipe a really nice class ring from one of them and an Aeropostale giftcard from the wallet of another. The ring didn't even fit her thumb but she could probably sell it somebody, and she had no idea what was on the giftcard, but whatever worked. She still came out richer than she had gone in, and she was high as fuck for free.

Sleeping with them was just part of the deal, it didn't mean anything, and with most guys it was over before she even realized what was happening. There were a few good lays around Blue Ridge, but Jenny wasn't particularly picky on any given night. It was just something that happened, and she didn't really mind. It was an easy way to thank them for taking her out, and it wasn't like she was making love to them or anything. She only did that, of course, with Charlie. Whenever she went out with guys, when she was hanging all over them, kissing them, she was always thinking of Charlie anyway. Of when she would get to go back home, and Charlie would take her inside and tell her that she loved her, and everything would be alright again for a little while.

Some part of her knew that what she did wasn't right, but she could never stop herself in time. Once she found herself in a situation, she could never say no, even when she knew Charlie might get mad at her. It always disheartened her that Charlie didn't approve of what she did, but Jenny couldn't very well change who she was. She never meant to upset her girlfriend, but it always happened, and she always ended up here just the same, standing in the hallway outside of her girlfriend's room, staring at the door for a few minutes before she would actually think to knock. She always ended up coming back here, and she knew that Charlie knew what she did, but she would take her in anyway, take care of her. Charlie had never turned her away, that was part of why she loved her so much.

Knocking lightly on the door, Jenny tried her best to straighten up as she waited, though she still reeked of overpowering cologne and looked a hot mess. She pulled Charlie's jacket tighter around herself, feeling there were still a few joints in one of the pockets. Maybe Charlie would want to have one, and they could forget the whole mess she had gotten into. She was just fooling around, and she hoped the other blonde wasn't too upset with her when she answered the door. She knocked again, hoping she wouldn't wake the other girl's roommate; it wouldn't be the first time. She usually showed up loads more drunk than she was right then. She was much less troublesome when she was stoned, and after the bit of E she had taken before leaving the boys, she just wanted to be close to someone again, for Charlie to hold her and be with her. She pulled the jacket tighter still, biting hard on her lower lip and waiting.

blueridgeau @ 2012-08-13T15:05:00

2012-08-13T18:05:54Z

Characters: Tatum & Mack.
Setting: Shawnee dormitory and outside; February, 2012.
Content: NSFW.
Summary: Tatum is just realizing she's pregnant, but Mack already noticed.

She couldn't stop her eyes from flitting back and forth, from one problem to another. One the edge of her desk sat the pregnancy test, staring back at her obnoxiously with it's bright positive result on the end. On the other end of the desk was everything that she had gathered up from around her room; dimebags of weed, pill bottles, a nugget of hash. It all had to go then, she had already decided. She could feel herself dying for a joint, especially with all of the stress and emotions pulling her right now, but she knew she couldn't do it. She was due for her bipolar medication as well and she knew that too, but there was no way she could take that. She wanted to flush it down the toilet, all of it. She was no strange to drugs, prescription and otherwise, and it was already making her panic as she wondered what damage she had already done.

If the test was right, she wasn't far along, there was no way. She knew exactly when it had happened, or close to it. How was she supposed to tell anyone? Sam, for one. Michi, more importantly. It was bad enough that she had been keeping the other girl like a dirty little secret, befriending her in the open but only loving her behind closed doors. They had done enough fighting about their relationship, the strain that her family put on it, her parents. Oh god, her parents, telling them was out of the question. But how long could she go before they would find out? They loved Sam, had wanted her to be with him, but this probably wasn't what they had been expecting. It sure as hell wasn't what she had been expecting. It was all supposed to be harmless; Sam was harmless, he was her best friend. Things weren't supposed to fuck up like this.

But despite all of her fears, her panic, not knowing what was going to happen or how long this had been going on, she was already feeling protective. She had been feeling protective as soon as she realized it was true, it stirred something of the wolf inside of her, she couldn't explain it any other way. Keeping the baby was the only option she wanted to consider, even if she knew that there was an easier way out. She had always felt that she would have taken another option, but now that it had happened, she surprised herself with feeling so attached. Even if everything went to shit, if Michi and Sam didn't want her, or if her parents went ballistic, she still had to do right by the baby. That began with getting rid of all of the drugs in front of her, and that was causing more panic. She would have to go and see Doctor Lisi tomorrow, but she couldn't take any of this stuff anymore. He'd have to give her something else, something that wouldn't hurt the baby. She had already googled the effects of lithium on fetuses and scared the shit out of herself. Diagnosing oneself online was never a good idea, but the worry was already implanted now. It all had to go, prescriptions and all.

Standing up from her desk on shaky legs, Tatum gathered all of the bottles and baggies up in her arms, heading into the bathroom attached to her room, shoving the door open with her shoulder. She dropped the armload of medication into the bathtub, and letting out a strangled sob of disgust. She had never been religious, even as her parents tried all of her life to drill it into her and her siblings, but she was thankful to some higher power of some kind. That she had taken the test, that she had been cautious for once. She hadn't felt any different before, but she knew now. She took a brief glance in the mirror, hating how much like shit she looked. Pale and shaky. "I'm sorry," she murmured to her reflection. She had read somewhere before that babies were supposed to be able to hear things in there, and even though it might be a bit early still, it made her feel better. "It's okay, we'll do it now. I'll take care of everything."

She wasn't sure where to go, she didn't think she could handle confrontation of telling anyone tonight, but she couldn't stay holed up in the bathroom with all of her contraband. She hadn't felt even a bit of morning sickness yet, it was a bit early for that too, but she suddenly felt like she was just on the verge of getting sick as she shoved her way back out of the bathroom. She didn't know where she was going, just out, as she grabbed her coat from the back of the door and headed down the stairs. It was freezing outside, for Georgia anyway, and Tatum still didn't really care where she ended up. She didn't want to go to Roanoke to see Michi, she still didn't know what to say to her. She could go see Sera, but she doubted that would be much help. Rath would likely throw her down the stairs or something, she figured. Leaving her room was mostly to avoid Sam; he lived across the hall, and the chance of him dropping in on his own girlfriend was a big one.

Outside was a better alternative to facing anybody. Tatum just pulled her jacket tighter around herself and headed for the edge of the woods, where she normally went to relax and calm her mind. Normally she went there to smoke too, but not tonight. She just wanted to be alone, mostly, until she could figure out what to do with herself.

blueridgeau @ 2012-08-13T14:33:00

2012-08-13T17:00:34Z

Characters: Jenny & Charlie.
Setting: Parking lot for BRU.
Content: SFW? AU!Jen needs her own warning.
Summary: Cheerleader car wash, bitches!

They had been planning his car wash for almost a month now, and Charlie had promised that she would come by, when Jenny had swung by to borrow some sneakers from her girlfriend. But the entire Shenandoah team had been out here scrubbing for a couple of hours now, and Charlie still hadn't shown up, although Hunter and Sera had been through two or three times now. Hunter insisted that she had no idea where Chuck was, because apparently, she wasn't her babysitter. It was hot out, deadly hot, and Jenny had never been particularly patient. She had been hoping that Chuck would have shown up long ago to save her from all of the hard work going on. People kept asking to get their rims shined, and their bumpers waxed, and it was a lot of effort to exert just for a few dollars for the team.

None the less, Jenny was as enthusiastic as ever, even if she kept passing off the harder work to some of the younger girls on the team. They had to earn their cred somewhere, she figured, and it was her job as captain to ensure that they did. No one really questioned what she told them to do, which was great, and just another perk of being captain. Even if some of the girls looked kind of pissed about having to do the dirty work, they kept their mouths shut, which Jenny liked.

It was only getting warmer as the day went on, and by the time two o'clock rolled around, Jen had discarded her tanktop somewhere on the pavement and she had her sunglasses on and the top button of her jeans shorts undone as she laid back on the hood of one of the cars parked into the lot. It was her break time, she figured, since she was practically soaked in soap suds from the last truck that had just come through. It was time to take it easy for a bit, the other girls had it under control. Next year they were doing something way easier to raise money, she decided, as she opened one eye and watched Charlie's car pulling up slowly. She could barely contain her excitement as she sat bolt upright on the hood she was laying on, waving enthusiastically at her girlfriend.

"Baby!" she cooed, hopping down from the car and rushing over to Charlie's car instead, crouching down to kiss her through the open window, grinning. "You're late," Jenny pouted, lower lip sticking out a mile.

blueridgeau @ 2012-08-13T00:05:00

2012-08-13T06:02:26Z

Characters: Mack and Tatum
Setting: Summer of 2005, Portage Lake
Rating: NSFW
Summary Mack and Tatum have their first kiss, but things go south when Mick catches them in the act.

It was a normal summer day, really. Mack had made the trip back to Portage Lake after spending a week with her father and the summer had resumed like it always had. A week after school ended with Adam and then out to the boonies of Maine to spend the rest of the time until school started up again with Kate. As Mackenzie had gotten older, she had gotten much better at avoiding her mothers violent moods. Kia had also gotten old enough that she could reason with their mother, mostly. Today had been unlucky, and Mack found herself escaping the house with a darkening eye and a cheek that was still smarting from the back of her mothers hand.

She was going to head down to the little island by the lake, the fort that her and Tatum built so many years ago was still standing and still stood as an escape for the older girl. She didn't really want to go alone though. Being alone after verbal and physical abuse from her mother had never been something that Mackenzie enjoyed, which was why her feet had carried her automatically over to the Donnelly house. She was just about under Tatum's window now, and stooped to pick up a small rock to get the other girl's attention. She really didn't feel like facing the rest of the Donnelly's in her current state.

The rock bounced off Tatum's window, and Mack stooped down to pick up another. "Tate!" She hissed in a stage whisper, throwing the rock again at the window. "Tate! Can I come up?"

blueridgeau @ 2012-08-09T21:20:00

2012-08-09T23:52:16Z

Characters: Tatum & Mack.
Setting: Summer of 2002 in Portage Lake, Maine.
Content: SFW.
Summary: Being cute before everything went to shit.

It had been an excruciatingly boring day so far. Church first thing in the morning, and then shopping in town with her parents the whole afternoon after that. It was way too hot to be following her mother around department stores and grocery stores for hours and hours. She never even made the twins walk the whole day, even though they took up most of the room in the cart. It wasn't fair, it never was. Just about as soon as the car was pulling into the driveway, Tatum saw a chance to slip off, she was taking it, flinging her door open practically the second the vehicle came to a stop. Ignoring the grumbling of her father about taking the door off the hinges, she was already feeling better, humming to herself and heading through the backyard and into the woods, following the familiar pathway.

Mack had to be home, what else would she be doing on a Sunday afternoon? It was late summer, a bit chilly to go swimming, but Tatum wasn't totally opposed to it. There had to be something to do, and if Mack didn't have an idea, then probably Kia would. She couldn't even stick in the house and play her Gameboy, not after Sera had broken it a few weeks earlier, a fact she still hadn't forgiven or stopped pulling her sister's hair about. Basically anything was better than being stuck playing with the twins like she normally was. Mack was her best friend, but there weren't exactly a multitude of other kids to choose from when class was out for the summer. They had just sort of found each other. It was one of the many drawbacks of living so far out in a rural area. It sure was scenic, trees and trees for miles, but it sure was far away from everything and everyone else. Mack was the nearest neighbor, and even getting to her house took a few minutes through the path.

It was a pretty easy climb to jump over the fence and into Mack's backyard, but Tatum did struggle a little without a boost, almost losing her balance as she hoisted her legs over and tumbled into the grass on the other side. Kate always had people over making the backyard look presentable, and Tatum always found herself wondering where all of the crazy plants and things Mack's mom made her gardeners plant came from. It was definitely more refined than her own shrubbery maze of a backyard, but she liked her yard better. She felt less like she was going to break something, or get yelled at for climbing the wrong tree.

Bolting up the steps on the deck, Tatum was careful not to leave fingerprints on the glass as she knocked loudly on the back patio door, bouncing on the balls of her feet a little while she waited for someone to answer. Mack, hopefully. She hated calling for her friend when her mom answered, she always gave her weird looks. She liked their maid though, even if her own mom was always complaining about how boastful Mack's family having hired help was.

blueridgeau @ 2012-07-27T15:35:00

2012-07-28T02:07:58Z

Characters: Emma, Ruby, and Marney.
Setting: Summerland, California in 2010
Rating: NSFW
Content: Emma kills Ruby's dirtbag boyfriend and Mars takes the rap.

Emma wasn't really sure when she had lost Ruby in the crowd but she had been distributing on her own for at least a half hour now. It wasn't that Ruby couldn't handle her self on her own. Mars had made sure that both Emma and Ruby could operate alone if they needed to. The piece that Emma had tucked in the front of her shorts wasn't just for show. Neither was the knife she had in her shoe. It was all part of the game, and Emma was an eager player. Not that she had ever had to use any of it, not yet anyway. She knew the kind of things Mars got up to, and now that she had allowed them to join up, she knew that it was only a matter of time before something happened.

Emma finished up her current business transaction, stuffing the money in her already full pocket. She was beginning to get worried now. The last glimpse she had caught of her best friend was taking a line with her boyfriend. Even when Ruby went off at a party to spend time with him, she always joined back up with Emma after twenty minutes at the most. Emma hated the guy. He wasn't good enough for Ruby, not to mention he was a pig. She used to complain about him to Marney when Ruby was out until the older girl had begun accusing her of being in love. It was the most ridiculous thing she had ever heard, there was no way she was in love with Ruby. The girl was just her best friend, and Emma just had her best interest at heart. Plus, the guy was an asshole.

Fishing a joint out of her pocket, she lit it up before beginning her quest to track Ruby down. She found Mars standing near the beerpong table, chatting up a girl that Emma vaguely recognized. "Hey," she said, tilting her chin in greeting. "Have you seen Ru?"

"Last I saw she was heading up stairs with Rob," Mars told her, shrugging. "You two better not be fucking around and losing money."

Emma just grunted in response, scowling as she stalked away from Marney towards the stairs. It wasn't jealousy, it couldn't be. It was just unlike Ruby to disappear for so long when they had business to do. She wanted to be Marney's right hand woman one day, and she was very driven. Emma was just investigating because of business, she needed Ruby to help her move product. She climbed the stairs, blowing out a plume of smoke as she reached the top and snuffing out the roach on the wall.

There were five closed doors that stared back at her, and Emma hesitate as the smoke cleared. "Ru?" she called out loudly.

blueridgeau @ 2012-07-14T20:28:00

2012-07-14T23:36:20Z

Characters: Meka, Sim, and Sim's family
Setting: Sim's mother's house
Rating: NSFW, language forever
Content: Meka and Sim break the news to Sim's mother

She had been dreading the Saturday family dinner all week and it was finally upon them. Meka had insisted on making appetizers and dessert so she had something to occupy herself all day. Stuffing tiny baby mushrooms and tiny baby cakes was something easy and almost mindless. It was enough to keep her mind off things.

When the time came to Floo over to Sim's mother's house, Meka collected her two dishes and found Sim in the house. She slipped her hand into his and smiled up at him nervously. "You ready hon?" she asked in a small voice.

blueridgeau @ 2012-07-14T17:17:00

2012-07-14T15:21:35Z

CHARACTERS: Sim and Meka
SETTING: Their apartment
CONTENT: Swearing? Probably.
SUMMARY: Oops Baby is finally announced!

It was an ordinary sort of night, Sim had got back from college early and tried to cook some dinner for him and Meka, which had turned out largely inedible, and with sheepish apologies he had ordered them pizza. He was currently sat on their couch, supposedly studying but half watching some show about nazi's or something on the TV as he played with Meka's hair, running his hand through it without realising he was doing it. It was a force of habit.

"My mom invited us over for dinner" Sim suddenly remembered, looking pained. "Next Saturday. It's so far in advance, I couldn't even think of an excuse to get out of it" he explained, scrunching his face up and looking at his girlfriend with puppy-dog eyes. "Sorry."

blueridgeau @ 2012-07-11T02:49:00

2012-07-11T05:48:54Z

Characters: Rath and Tatum Donnelly
Setting: First the bar, then Tatum, Michi, and Sam's place, Early fall 2012
Rating: NSFW, Violence and Abusive Language
Content: Rath has something he needs to say

It was supposed to be one of those fun nights with friends that had no consequence, that didn't mean a thing at all. Naturally, it didn't go as planned. Rath had showed up at the bar with his fake ID and started drinking with some of his quodpot and hunting friends. It wasn't so bad at first, they just drank and fucked around like kids would but the drunker they all got, the worse the teasing got. It was like they knew exactly what to say to get Rath riled up since he was the most willing to fight out of all of them.

"Hey Rath, have you visited your sister's gay harem yet?" one of the kids teased.

Rath, who had been having a good time for once, instantly tensed. His hand went tight around the bottle of beer he was holding and he looked over at the other kid. "What the fuck did you just say about my sister?" he growled.

"Oh hey man," he grinned, putting his hands up in front of him. "I thought y'all would agree with me about your sister. The way she's livin'..." he whistled. "Sinful is what."

"Don't you fuckin' talk like you know a damn thing Jacob. Thing's is... more complicated than all that," he said, trying not to tense up anymore. He didn't know if it was possible but he thought he may very likely break the bottle he was holding. "Just shut your fuckin' mouth alright?"

"Rathy, you startin' to sympathize with those queers? Next thing you know this faggot will be totin' around a rainbow fuckin' flag and holdin' hands with that homo friend of his, Seth," another one of the boys teased, elbowing him.

"That's another one we gotta work on, Seth," Jacob said the boys name with disdain. "Fuckin' string him up to the quod posts and teach him a thing or two about bein' a man."

Rath didn't quite remember how he got there but in a matter of seconds he was standing over the other boy with a bloody bottle still shaking in his hand; Jacob was bleeding from a gash above his eyebrow. Rath spoke in a low, clear voice. "You ever even think about touchin' Seth or my sister, my Michiko, I will fuckin' have yer head. You understand me?"

"Sure do, ya fucking queer. I hear ya loud and clear!"

Rath grabbed Jacob's hair and held his head up as he began punching him right the face. Violence took over, three of their friends had to pull Rath away and he was still fighting. They started pulling him away from the bar. It wasn't until Rath's knees hit the pavement that he even realized he was outside. Jacob hobbled out of the bar behind him. "Hey! We're not fuckin' finished yet!" he threw himself on top of Rath and grabbed a handful of his red hair. Jacob pulled Rath's head back and smashed his face into the pavement.

Warm blood spurted from his nose and lip that was when he really lost. He was already dizzy from all the drinking but it got worse when his head took the hit. Rath struggled to gain control of the situation and somehow managed to roll around to his back so he didn't have to eat the pavement. He punched up but missed. Jacob grabbed his wrist. "You think this girly thing is gonna do any real damage?"

Rath knew it was his last resort and he didn't want to do it because he was already dizzy but there were no other options. He reared back and headbutted Jacob perfectly, causing the other boy to fall back uselessly on the pavement. Rath pulled himself up and looked around at his friends, who all just stared at the bloody mess in front of them.

"Some fuckin' friends," he growled, kicking Jacob in the side. "Fuck y'all," he turned on his heel and started back toward campus. Half way back to his dorm though, he realized he didn't want to be there and he didn't want to make Seth deal with his mess again, it didn't seem fair. So he stumbled along the street, stopped at the liquor store and bought some whiskey, then sat down on the curb outside and drank for a while. He knew there was really only one option left and chances were someone was awake but he didn't deserve their help.

He gathered himself off the curb and headed toward Tatum's apartment. It was the only place that would accept him anyways. He staggered up the steps and knocked on the door leaning heavily against the railing. He didn't know what he would even say; he had no clue what time it was, there was dry blood all over his face, he was still angry at the world, and he was drunker than a skunk. What could he even offer? Nothing.

blueridgeau @ 2012-07-10T19:17:00

2012-07-11T00:07:50Z

Characters: Benji & Izzy [& Michi?]
Setting: 2035 in the Donnelly-Ruiz house.
Content: SFW?
Summary: Benji making amends.

It was late September, and most of Benji's former classmates were busy with starting their second year of university studies at Blue Ridge. For Benji, it was just another year she had made it through somehow, another spring, summer, and fall. It had been a while now since she had been released from the hospital, at least a few months. She didn't feel like it could have been just under a year ago that she could have tried to take her own life, but it really was. She was getting better, a little, if she didn't think too much about everything. Making herself numb, focusing her energy on other people and making amends to them, was the easiest route.

She hadn't really known where to go after she got out. Things were a bit better, but she couldn't go back to Taylor and Eddie, even if Taylor wanted her to. She had already gotten in their way enough, and she had allowed Taylor to put her in front of too many things already. Her new family and job both included. Especially with a the baby there now, it was out of the question. She had gone back to her parents house, the first time in a long time, less begrudgingly than she would have expected. They were her mothers, after all, and she knew deep down that they did care about her. It was her fault they were like this now, that the family was still divided up between those who could stand to look at her and those who couldn't. Hunter and Sera gave her space, that was best, and they were all drinkers, which was helpful.

It was actually easier being there as an adult than it had been growing up, like having a pair of roommates rather than real parents. Hunter was of the impression that Benji was old enough to be capable of taking care of herself, and though Sera seemed skeptical, she never really found the way to express it. Benji did her own things, whiling her time away. When she had been in the hospital, one of the mediwitches there had been with her every day practically. They talked about what she was feeling, and how she was supposed to deal with that. She might never shake the guilt entirely, even if she wasn't entirely responsible, but that she could take actions to alleviate some of it. Apologize to people, reconnect, express herself instead of cutting people out. It seemed like a daunting task, but if she couldn't even kill herself properly, she was at the point of trying anything else.

She had made a list of people that she needed to speak with, people that she needed to settle up with. Benji's interactions with people outside of her sister and a few friends had been very minimal, and it was turning into a long list. People that she needed to apologize for bailing out on, for turning away from, not to mention most of her family, for varying reasons. She had a lot of people to apologize to, or at least explain herself to, and she had to start somewhere. It was an unusual situation, but it was a distraction from the emptiness that still dogged her. She didn't know if all of these tears and apologies were going to do anything for anyone, but if nothing else, maybe she could get her aunt and mother speaking again.

It was how she found herself parked outside in her Jeep, along the curb just a few houses up from the Donnelly-Ruiz house. There was a whole houseful of people there that she owed an explanation, and maybe some free punches, to. But lucky for her, most of them were away at school this time of year. This early in the morning, her aunts could be at work as well, if she were really lucky. She had a hunch that if she was luckier still, and he hadn't entirely changed on her for the worst, then her best friend would be there. Like her, he would be nowhere to be found in that boring university world.

She had drank an iced coffee on the way over, struggled not to pour any liquor into it, and now it was grumbling loudly in her stomach. The blonde felt incredibly anxious, sick with it, feeling like the meager contents of her stomach might come up at any second as she sat forward in the Jeep and gripped the steering wheel with white knuckles. She could do this, once she convinced herself to move. What if Tatum opened the door? It wasn't likely, but it wasn't impossible either. She wasn't sure if she could deal with that, whether her aunt came at her physically or verbally. But she had to start somewhere, and Izzy was somewhere. He was her best friend, and Kia's brother. He deserved some kind of something from her, even if she didn't know what.

There was no denying how much she felt like a creep, hunching nauseously over her dashboard, and scoping out a house that had once been like her second home. She had practically grown up there. If she hadn't been with Kia, she was with Izzy, that used to be a given. Just looking at the house now was making panic grip her heart roughly. There were so many questions, and complications. Was Kia's room the same, or was it gone? Which would be worse? Would Izzy even want to see her, or would he want to strangle her like his mother?

Ben knew that there was only so much longer that she could put things off, she hadn't come all of the way to Georgia just to sit on the side of the road, and she braced herself as she finally stepped out of the driver's side and down onto the pavement. She crossed the street and her aunt's front lawn, her legs feeling like jelly despite the confident swagger she tried to put up. It mostly fell flat. She wasn't back to herself, no matter what kind of list she was working on. She still looked sick, even if it had been a while since her discharge. Even her hair had gotten longer, though she kept it mostly tied away and out of her face.

Once upon a time, she would have bounded through this front door without a second thought or so much as a thought. Now however, she stood shuffling in place on the front mat for a few moments, before finally getting up the gall to reach out and ring the doorbell. "Fuck," she hissed, already wanting to run back to her Jeep, every bone in her body agreeing with her and seeming to will her in that direction. She reached up instead, holding the charm on the necklace that hung around her neck. Kia's, one she had left behind in Benji's room at school. Only luck that she had ever found it, after everything. She lifted it to her lips, kissing it briefly as she waited for the door to be opened. "Look after me, babe. This could be it," she breathed, feeling marginally better.

When the door did open, and she saw Michi standing on the opposite side, Benji felt her heart come up her throat a little and she fought hard not to take off in a dash. "... Is Izzy home?" she asked awkwardly, mentally kicking herself for not saying something else, something better.

blueridgeau @ 2012-07-09T11:48:00

2012-07-09T09:57:33Z

CHARACTERS: Faith, Sasha and Eddie
SETTING: Faith's place
CONTENT: SFW
SUMMARY: Freaking out upon realisation that you've spent the night at a girl's house and not had sex with her.

Faith had all but forgotten that Sasha was currently asleep on her couch. Sasha. The boy she had been basically in love with ever since he moved here, had hung out with her at a party. It was too unbelievable, and when the patter of tiny feet alerted her to the fact that she should be up, she had chalked it all up to a dream.

Usually Eddie would have crawled into bed with her, cribs were pretty useful things, kind of like a baby jail that meant they couldn't escape, but now that she was in a real bed it was harder to get her to stay in one place for the whole night. Faith was regretting drinking as her head felt fuzzy, but her curiosity over where her daughter was currently, and what trouble she was getting into made her slide out of bed, where she saw her daughter talking to the sleeping mass of Sasha. She had arranged a sort of mountain of toys on the boy's chest and was happily chatting away to him, even if he was still asleep. "I have lots of teeth" Eddie told Sasha, though she doubted he'd understand her baby talk, especially if he was feeling how she was feeling.

Faith tugged at her tshirt and sot of wished she'd at least brushed her bed hair before she came out as Ed finally noticed her and ran, squealing, to hide behind her legs. "Hi" Faith said, unsure if Sasha was actually awake yet. "Do you want some coffee?"

blueridgeau @ 2012-07-07T20:36:00

2012-07-07T23:39:21Z

Characters: Sunny and Sam, later Sunny's parents
Setting: Sam's room, May 2016
Rating: NSFW, violence and swearing
Content: A slumber party turns violent

She was just under a month of getting out of there. Just a few more weeks and she could hit the road and no one would ever have to know. She wouldn't have to face her friends and tell them that she had really fucked up. Pregnant before they even finished university, she figured the important ones wouldn't care like Tatum and Michi. But Sam... it wasn't even his and that was probably the thing that drove her away the most. She had finally let herself fall into it with him just to find out she was pregnant by none other than Apple Evans. She couldn't bare the look on his face when she told him, so instead of telling anyone she made plans to just take her motorcycle and ride off. No one would suspect anything, they would just figure that was the way she was; couldn't be tethered to anything.

Sunny was letting herself enjoy the last of her time there though. She figured she would never see her friends again, so she was taking as much time with them as she could; late nights with Sam especially. It had been one of those nights turned into day turned into night again. They hadn't left bed for anything absolutely unnecessary. It was more than just sex with him. In the in between times she would read him Mexican folktales and he would tell her wild tales about his own adventures. They talked about their families, they shared secrets that no one else knew, they talked about their fears. He had given her a silver Swiss army after their first night together and after telling her about the wolf. She had given her word that she would never hold that fact against him. Sunny had never imagined she had would find someone like him; someone she gave a damn about. It broke her heart to know that she was going to have to give it up so soon.

Sam had fallen asleep before the sun even went down, holding her close with an iron grip. That was one thing she loved about him; when they were snuggled up like that, she felt like nothing could ever tear them apart, nothing could ever hurt her. It was easy to fall asleep when she felt like that. Everything felt so peaceful and right with the world.

She woke up to violence though.

There was a deep growling in the bed next to her and Sam suddenly wasn't holding her. Something was writhing in the sheets, tearing apart the entire bed. She started but remembered that this was probably likely to happen every once in awhile if you dated a werewolf. She rolled out of the bed and hit the ground hard. The wolf was right behind her though, finally freeing himself of the sheets. The wolf closed the short distance between them, baring his teeth as Sunny scrambled for a grip on anything. He backed her right up against the nightside table, growling lowly.

"S-Sam," she stuttered. "Don't you dare fuckin' bite me or I'll have to cut you," she warned, trying to keep calm. There was a rock in her stomach though and she knew she wasn't going to make it out unharmed.

The wolf took another step closer and sniffed the air around her. Her heart was racing but she was paralyzed with fear, one wrong step and the wolf might attack. Sam had always told her, if he fucked up, he would rather die than have to turn anyone else ever again. He had told her to strike hard and fast then run and don't look back. All those reminders had gone out of her head though and it was all she could do to breath. Without warning, the wolf threw his head back and howled.

The sound shook her to her very core, sending goosebumps all the way down her spine. She could feel the sound reverberating in the air around them. It all happened so fast after that. The wolf bent down and tore into her shoulder, ripping the flesh. Hot blood ran down her shoulder and pain ripped through her whole body. Instead of panic though, her hand reached up to the nightstand where her silver army knife was sitting. She swiped and hit it, sending it flying off the desk. "Fuck!" she cried out. It wasn't enough to deter her even as the wolf ripped into her shoulder again, narrowly missing her neck.

Desperately her hand searched the ground for the knife, her fingers finally wrapped around the handle and she brought it up, aimed for the wolf's face. She hit him, cutting deep from his neck to his cheek. He yelped and stepped back, the silver was steaming in her hand.

It had bought her enough time to pull herself up with her good arm. There were tears streaming down her cheeks and her hand was shaking as she trained the knife on the wolf. "Don't you fucking dare Sam Ruiz," she cried as the bleeding wolf circled her.

Something in the wolf called out stronger and won.

"Go lay the fuck down!" she hollered, tears in her voice. The wolf took off out the door and ran straight for the woods without further incident. Sunny gasped suddenly, realizing she was still losing a lot of blood. She grabbed her already blood soaked blanket and wrapped it around her shoulder. She tried to wipe the blood so Sam wouldn't know but things were getting hazy.

Just gotta lay down, a sleepy voice said in the back of her head. "Fuck no," Sunny grumbled as she hobbled out the door. As much as she wanted to crawl to Tatum and curl up and let her best friend take care of everything, she knew it wouldn't be of any use. She couldn't tell anyone about it. She just needed to make it to the hospital. She could do that.

She managed to pull on some jeans, get down to the student parking lot, and hobble to her bike but her hands were shaking, she could barely hold on. "Come on," she told herself through clenched teeth. "This could be worse," she laughed nervously. She could already feel the cold setting into her whole body. She felt woozy and weak but she forced herself to get onto her bike and start the engine. She started off her drive wobbly but she just kept telling herself that she had to make it there. Her eyes kept closing though and her bike kept pulling hard to the right where she had gotten bitten. The last thing she remembered was how everything sort of shifted and she saw how many stars there were in the sky.

Sunny woke up in the hospital with a start. She jumped high, almost detaching herself from the IVs and the machines she was hooked up to. "What the fuck?!" she yelled with a start.

One of the nurses walked over to her rather quickly with a clipboard and started checking her vitals. "You bounce back rather quickly don't you?"

"I gotta go," Sunny started pulling IVs out of her arms and sensors off her chest. "I gotta get back to campus," she still felt woozy and it only got worse when she tried to stand up.

"Settle down Miss Garcia, I don't want to have to stun you again," the nurse said in a more testy voice.

Sunny couldn't help but laugh. "Again?"

"You tried to take off on us last night. Woke up in the middle of surgery," she tssked and made a few notes. "You'll be ready for release soon enough but you were in a very serious accident last night."

Sunny racked her brain trying to remember what had happened. Sam. Her heart sunk in her chest. If she had just fixed it herself she would have been fine but no, something in her head told her to go to the damn hospital. They were all going to wonder where she was. Sam's room was a mess still and half of her stuff was in there.

"There are still some questions the authorities have about where you were just before the crash though..." the nurse looked at her shoulder suspiciously. They had seen werewolf bites before, this one was much tamer than the cases they had dealt with in the past but it was still pretty severe. She was lucky the wolf hadn't bitten any higher.

"I don't remember," she lied. She didn't want Sam to get into trouble. It was bullshit, it wasn't his fault. They both should have been more careful and paid attention to the calendar. She was just as equally at fault.

"Hmm."

"I don't. I musta been wasted," she said shifting her eyes sideways. "I shouldn'ta been riding my bike anyways. So... I'm just gonna..." she tried to swing her feet over the side of her bed but her whole body protested. "Fuck," she laid back in defeat. "I just really need to get home."

"I'm sure you do," the nurse sighed. "We need to talk first though. You do realize you've been bitten by a werewolf right?"

Sunny stared at her blankly, then her eyes flicked to her shoulder.

"Yes. That."

Sunny shrugged. "I know. Take wolfsbane every full moon, find a safe place to run, etcetera, etcetera," she rolled her eyes. "Can I go now?"

"And you know that because..."

"I'm a fuckin' senior at Blue Ridge University! Of course I know this shit!"

"Your next of kin have been notified but haven't arrived yet..."

"Fuck! You called my parents?!" she covered her face and sighed. This was the worst. She had lied to them once already about ending up in the hospital in Mexico when Hector put her there. She didn't want to have to lie to them all over again. "They aint gonna be here until..."

The door to her room flew open and almost the entire Garcia clan poured. "Sun! What happened?!" Katherine was at her side, pampering her and dabbing at her forehead before she could even protest.

Sunny growled. "I'm fine guys, I just fell off my bike," she tried to pull away but everything hurt too much. She eventually settled into it and let her mother do as mother's would.

"What is this about a bite?" Emmanuel asked taking his daughter's hand. "The doctor said it was serious Sunny, that there were consequences. What the hell happened? Who did this to my little girl?"

"Daddy, stop," Sunny moaned. "I don't know what happened so let's just... let's just keep this a family matter okay?"

"I knew that having them damn wolves on campus was a terrible idea. Your headmaster is a crackpot if you ask me!"

"Daddy stop. I'm fuckin' fine. Just let it slide for once will ya? I need some damn coffee. Can you guys do that for me? I just... I just woke up."

Katherine and Emmanuel looked at each other and finally nodded. "Alright, alright," Katherine said. "Come . on kids, let's go get some breakfast," she ushered everyone out of the room.

Just when Sunny thought she had some peace the door flew open again. "So who was it? Your girlfriend or your boyfriend?" Lupe sneered, popping up at the edge of Sunny's bed.

"Fuck off Loop," Sunny warned.

Just then her phone buzzed in her jeans pocket which were hanging on the chair next to her bed. "Ooo! Let's see who it is!" Lupe was quick and snatched the phone away. "Sam wants to know what the fuck happened last night," she laughed. "What should I tell him? You turned into a monster and ripped my fucking shoulder apart or should we go with something more gentle like... Well now we can make really cute puppies?"

"Don't you fucking dare Lupe," Sunny growled, sitting up and snatching the phone away with surprising strength. I left before you turned. Tried to take a ride on my bike late though, fell right off. I'm an asshole, I'll be fine though. Don't worry, I'm almost outta here. xo She typed out the message and hit send before Lupe even knew she didn't have the phone anymore.

"What the fuck Sun? Your boyfriend turns you into a flea bag and you don't let him know about it? That's fucked up."

"Don't you say a fuckin' word."

"Whatever weirdo," Lupe rolled her eyes. "You wanna be a dog for the rest of your life, have fun," she hopped off the edge of the bed. "Just don't ask me to give you flea bath."

After a lot of arguing and proving that she was just fine, she was released later that day and despite every instinct telling her to stay away, she ended up right back in Sam's arms that night. He snuggled into her, losing himself in her hair when he noticed something was a little off. His senses were still pretty hightened and he could smell something a little off. "What is that?" she asked into the back of her neck.

"What?" she mumbled.

"You smell like me..."

Her heart jumped in her chest. For a split second she didn't think she would be able to get away with lying. She would have to pack it up right there and run. So long graduation. Then it came to her. She forced herself to start laughing. "Are you really that surprised Melchor Samuel David Ruiz. You've been all over me, the wolf scent probably rubbed off."

She waited tentatively until finally Sam laughed. "Yeah, you're probably right."

"Hey..." Sam said after a few moments of silence. "Have you seen my summertime shirt? I looked for it like all morning?"

Sunny wrinkled her nose. She knew exactly where the damn shirt was, she had destroyed it along with her blanket earlier that evening. "No babe, I haven't," she lied. "We'll just have to get you a new one."

"Okay," he agreed sleepily. "Nini," he kissed the back of her neck.

"Good night," she said quietly.

blueridgeau @ 2012-07-07T17:46:00

2012-07-07T20:41:40Z

Characters: Jenny, Charlie, & Apple.
Setting: Summertime party, 2013.
Content: NSFW.
Summary: Charlie finally confronting Jenny about her problems.

Jenny had to admit that Charlie was extremely tolerant toward a lot of her behaviors. She knew that she got away with a lot, or at least that she could get away with a lot by batting her eyes. Some might have said that she was taking advantage of the other girl, but Jenny had never seen it that way. She just considered herself lucky enough to have a girlfriend that understood her, and could forgive her for some of the bad things that she did. Sometimes maybe she drank too much, and maybe sometimes things just happened.. but Charlie didn't judge her, and she was an excellent protector.

Nobody messed with Jenny that she didn't want messing with her. Jenny always tried to make sure Charlie understood that it didn't mean anything, that in the end, Jenny did love her. No one ever treated her as good as Charlie did, even if her friends were kind of rude to her sometimes. She still even picked up for her. She was a great girlfriend.

Tonight was one of those nights when she had drank a little too much, and her great girlfriend was forced to tail her around and make sure that she wasn't getting into too much trouble. It was a beach party, and most people were chilling down by the water, but the two of them had ended up staying up on the deck, sitting by Meka's pool. How they had ended up drinking Jager and beer with Apple was another story, one Jenny didn't really remember, or really care about. Apple was sexy, and he knew it, something Jenny liked. There was something about swagger that always got her, and he was somebody that she often gravitated toward at parties. It usually ended the same way each time.

Charlie was pretty close at her side tonight though, and Jenny didn't really want to part ways with either of them. She wanted to go upstairs, but how was she supposed to choose? She had asked Charlie about threesomes in the past, but had never particularly seemed game for any of it, no matter how much Jenny begged her. Something that always bothered her a little, since she was well aware of her girlfriend's infamous hook-up with Sera and Hunter the summer before. Tonight though, the odds must have been in her favor, as she found herself guiding both of them upstairs by their hands. "I know.. the coolest spot ever," she whispered, biting her lip to keep herself from giggling as she led Charlie and Apple down the hall and toward Meka's father's room. It had the nicest bed, and she really had no problems using it. She'd probably tell her friend all about it the next day, it wouldn't be the first time.

Pulling them both inside and slamming the door, Jenny was still fighting to contain her giggles as she pulled Apple closer to her, leaning up and kissing him sloppily. She was never the most graceful when she was drinking, but it was the effort that mattered. She led his hands down to her hips, smiling a little, before turning around and taking both of Charlie's hands, pulling her into the both of them. "Don't look so tense baby," she whispered, leaning over and kissing the other blonde's neck. "I'm right here."

blueridgeau @ 2012-07-05T10:48:00

2012-07-05T12:48:24Z

Characters: Everybody.
Setting: Night of July 4th, 2012; Sera & Hunter's apartment.
Content: NSFW! It's a party bitches, you know how we do.
Summary: Fourth of July rager at Hunter and Sera's in the middle of the week.

Honestly, Hunter could really care less that it was a Wednesday, smack in the middle of the week. It was the best holiday ever, and shit like that only ever came once a year. She had been preparing for the fourth for a number of weeks now, getting supplies and trying to figure out a way to make the apartment a little bigger. There had to be some spell for making rooms larger. She couldn't think of celebrating a holiday was essentially about drinking beer and barbeque without.. well, drinking beer and barbequing. She had invested lots of Sera's money into brews and steaks.

Once the apartment was decorated in obnoxious amounts of red, white, and blue, Hunter had set up her grill on the front lawn of their building. Much to the annoyance of her landlord and fellow tenants as more and more kids were showing up. Some people were upstairs pre-drinking already, but she was most curious where Michi and Charlie were. Probably off somewhere distracted by their whiny girlfriends, no doubt. Jenny was hot, and Tatum could be a real peach, but they were pretty annoying and always in the damn way of brotherly bonding time. And nothing was more American or brotherly than a good rager on the fourth of July.

Oh well, she figured as she continued grilling and watched more cars pulling up along the already crowded curb, at least one of them would bring drugs, and maybe Jenny would bring her hot sister. Hunter had always wanted to be in the middle of that, even if they were dumb bitches.

blueridgeau @ 2012-07-05T08:08:00

2012-07-05T10:13:51Z

Characters: Tatum & Frankie.
Setting: Campus grounds, mid-April of 2012.
Content: SFW just french swear words.
Summary: Tatum and Frankie meet for the first time!

It was only about two weeks since the news of her pregnancy had actually come out to the rest of the campus, and people were already giving her weird looks and pitying glances. She had been hoping to ride the whole mess out silently, maybe she wouldn't even show too much until the end, but hopes of that were looking thin. She had never ever been anything but tiny and frail, and any weight gain at all felt noticeable, especially when it came in the form of a slowly growing outward baby bump. She wasn't as big as some pregnant women got, at least not yet, but she felt huge. Many of her favorite shirts were already getting to the point of being too tight in the stomach, especially button-ups, and zipping up skinny jeans over the bump was out of the question. Judging by the looks, her chances of keeping the pregnancy quiet were pretty much gone, and she had begun trying to embrace the whole thing. If she was going to keep the kid, she might as well be happy about it.

Kids needed money though, and lots of it, and she had a feeling that her mother and father weren't going to have a change of heart when it came to helping her out. Their reaction to the news a few weeks earlier hadn't been pretty. They hadn't flipped out that bad since Sera had moved out with Hunter a year earlier. She wasn't totally on her own, but she hated expecting money from Sam like some lazy tramp, and she was capable of handling herself. Hell, she had been doing it all along. Her meager allowance from her folks never would have bought her the things she needed, even before she was knocked up. It was just doubly true now.

People were weird about buying their drugs from a pregnant chick at first, but eventually people came around. Some of her regulars, kids she had been selling grams to here and there for years, didn't even notice. She got the weirdest looks when she showed up at parties, like she wasn't supposed to be there or something, but the business was too good to pass up. Other than selling coke to the strippers at Loopy's every weekend, house parties were her biggest income, everyone wanted a little blow at a party, or a few pills. Even after giving Emma her entitled cut of the profit, she still made out good.

It had been a pretty much a typical little high school house party as Tatum made her way through the crowd, keeping her eyes peeled for her sister, who claimed she knew someone here who wanted to buy. She wasn't giving any deals to just some guy her sister was blowing, he could pay full price like anyone else, but it was nice of Sera to try to drum up some business for her. Except for the part where, in the end, the guy didn't even show up to score. She was mildly irritated as she apparated back onto the campus, practically stomping her feet as she headed back to her dorm, not even watching where she was going and walking straight into a taller girl in a ridiculous looking hat. She stumbled back a bit, catching herself before she fell onto her ass.

"Fuck," she hissed, narrowing her eyes a little at the other girl. "Don't you watch where you're like.. just standing in the way?" she asked sarcastically, though she was already studying the brunette's face. She was cute, really cute, but she was still in the goddamn way.