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âare you finishing that orâŠ?â âDo it. I dare you.â But together in the same prompt. >:3
This took me so long to write because I kept having to stand up and walk away toward the end. Iâm weak for fluff and shit but I almost never write it.
Anyway, content warning for blood drinking at the very beginning (the vampireâs here for two seconds) and sort of amnesia.
âI know what you asked and Iâll tell you again.â Jess sucks on the the tube of a bloodbag like a bendy straw. âHe works Tuesday through Saturday, noon to six.â
I grind my teeth but donât press it. If they donât want to help, Iâm not gonna change that by force. Theyâre like Sawyer that way. They are Sawyer that way.
âYouâll have to find him yourself.â They raise an eyebrow and lean back on their stool. âOr, you know. Ask the Cube-slash-Sawyer where he is.â
âIâm not doing that,â I say flatly. I huff at their shrug and hop off my own seat. Iâll be able to find him myself.
âNine tonight, donât be late!â they call out behind me. âAnd youâll have to talk to them eventually!â
I wave my coffee cup at them vaguely without looking back. Itâll be fine. Iâll talk to them, I just⊠you know. I need to talk to Dominic, remind myself he didnât actually die.
I push out of the Lounge and look into the In-Between from the entrywayâs floor to ceiling windows. Itâs definitely a view. It tickles something in the back of my head to look at from this vantage, from inside the Cube.
I shake my head and go on through the next door into the Cube itself. Iâll run into someone who knows where he is eventually. Hopefully. If Iâm not too terribly unlucky.
He might be able to help me fill in these gaps in my memory. It all kinda feels like a dream now that Iâm not just astral projecting or whatever. Fuzzy and not quite together enough to remember all the way. My memories of the Vampire have solidified after hanging around them a few days, hopefully Iâll get the rest of them cleared up.
There are some thingsâŠ
Yeah, I need to talk to Dominic.Â
All of the doors in this area are empty. They donât connect to a specific universe, at least. The signs over them all read vacant. Knowing what I know about the different universes Iâm not so sure. Thereâs someone out there.
V was there before Breaking Furnace, after all. I havenât brought it up to them yet, but it makes sense! There have to be others! V was too focused on Furnace to also have been running other universes.
Ugh, it doesnât matter. Iâm not looking for V. If I keep thinking about them, the Cubeâll just take me to their door instead of to Dominic.
I really missed this place. I canât believe I was ever okay with leaving. With staying away when I could be somewhere that listens. Sometimes it can have a weird sense of humor, but it usually isnât mean.Â
Last time I saw Dominicâreally saw himâwas at the river. Cold, hurt, and so goddamn loyal he dragged Gamzee under at the cost of his own life. I hope I gave him a piece of my mind about that when I was ghosting around. I just donât remember.Â
I sigh and down a few gulps of coffee. Jess must have made this bottomlessâIâm sure Iâve poured at least two mugs full down my throat at this point. Â
Maybe Iâll just do it again, even if it turns out I did. After I see him and my bones stop vibrating. After I know how much of what I remember was real* and how much was just wishful thinking. Before I get to the other person I really do need to get around to talking to.
Iâll do that eventually. I have to stop jumping up the second they need me, though. Theyâre a big kidâtheyâre in college now and everythingâtheyâll be fine without me for a few more days.
âŠ
Or not if I donât stop thinking about them like a dumbass.
I lift a hand and feel the edges of the Cubeâs consciousness. Itâs not that hard, with how close to being Collective I am. I figure, maybe, if it wonât just tune into me and take me where I want to go I can just, you know. Ask it to take me there? Maybe?
If I can wave a hand and make tables and shit, I donât see why I shouldnât be able to do this.
It doesnât always feel the same. It depends on what Sawyerâs brain is doing and how they are, I guess. Today, itâs kind of like sticking my hand into a whirlpool of, like. Static. And glass.
Thatâs worrisome. Tomorrow, I swear Iâll go talk to them tomorrow.
I flex my fingers and dig into the fabric of thought there. Iâm still not sure if Sawyer knows when I do this kind of thing. Whether itâs really the capricious Cube that answers this kind of request or if itâs them.
I guess this is sort of what Jess wanted me to do in the first place.
Still, the question of where to go buzzes over my fingers and into the world around me. It sits there, the whirlpool jagged and grating on my own mind, while I walk on. I donât get an answer, exactly, but I do see the next turn up ahead change from a left turn to a right turn.
Itâs probably the best Iâm going to get. I yank my hand back and motherfucker, I hate the tingling it leaves. My entire hand has that shitty almost-numb buzz, enough that I just grimace and tip my head back to chug my drink until I round the corner.
I almost choke and stop dead. I never actually thought about. What I was gonna say when I found Dominic.Â
He hasnât even seen me yet, though Jayâs gaze locks on me from the other end of the sizeable hallway. Their smile turns wry. They tilt their head only slightly, then return their attention to Dominic.
I donât know what they say. I donât need to know. He freezes on the spot and jerks his head up in response, whatever it is.
After a long beat of mutual wide-eyed staring, he grins and says somethingâheâs still too far away to really hearâand starts toward me.
At a fucking run.
âComing in!â he crows about halfway to me and holy shit he isnâtâÂ
It would be really funny if I could complete the meme, but I kinda blank out for a second. Between the realization of what this idiot is doing and the second I have to catch him, I must have dropped the coffee because of course I did.
I stumble back because, okay, Nickâs kind of a big guy. His momentum, legs locked around my middle, knocks the breath from my lungs, the carefree laughter Iâve never heard from him keeps my throat a little choked up.
So maybe itâs understandable that my first nonsensical thought is that he might actually be trying to suffocate me when he kisses me. It shorts something out in my head. He wisely jerks back when my legs give out and I end up flat on my back.
With Dominic sitting on my chest and smiling at me like he didnât just, like, try to kill me or something, his faceâhis eyesâmaybe six inches from mine.
âThat answers that question,â I wheeze with a thin laugh.
He cocks his head and sits back. âWhat question?â
âHowâs that memory coming?â
Dominic joltsâmeaning, he squeezes the air out of my lungs againâand twists to look at Jay, who stands over us just behind him. They arenât looking at him, though. Their level gaze sits on me. So does their phone camera.
âBetter than it was.â I huff and try to sit up. Without any prompting, Dominic shuffles back just enough that I can lever myself upright. He stays in my lap, though, which is a little bit of a comfort. âI think they just need, uh, reinforcement.â
Something sparksâliterallyâin their eyes. They donât comment, though. In fact, they pocket their phone and start back the way they came with a shrug. âI doubt youâll find many complaints on that front.â
They wink before they actually turn around. Iâd throw something at them if I werenât. You know. On the ground and also finally face to face with the boy.
And, of the many brilliant and witty things I could say, I land onâŠ
âYou made me drop my coffee,â I inform him blandly.
He leans bodily back and, hey! I catch sight of my mug, which somehow managed to land upright with just a ring of coffee that must have splashed out. I reach for it when he hooks a finger into the handle and sits back up.
The fucker doesnât give it to me.
âWhatâs wrong with your memory?â he asks brightly with my caffeine held hostage.
âBrain machine broke,â I mutter. âTurns out, a slice of a person doesnât make very reliable records.â
He blinks once, twice, then sets the cup to the side.
âItâs not a big deal,â I assure him. âI just need to, uh. Do the whole memory association thing.â
âI justââ He reaches out and seems to change his mind a couple times before he just rests his hands on my shoulders. âWhat all do you remember?â
I make an uncertain sound in the back of my throat. âWe hung out a lot, right? And there were some flashes, ofââ
I look away and he squeezes my shoulders reassuringly.
âAnyway, the short answer is not much.â
I jolt when he snorts. His head drops down against my shoulder, his hands trail down my arms in his laughter and I do not know what to think about that.Â
âI canât believe you caught me!â He cackles into my shirt. âThe Cube screwed up your memory and you just went with it.â
It takes a beat for me to decide that, yes, Iâm probably allowed to, and cling to him, fingers dug into the back of his shirt. He still trembles in now-silent laughter.
Thank christ I was right about all this.
He straightens up suddenly and his concern even alarms me.
âCrap, I kissed you, Iâm sorry.â He shifts back, and I have a feeling if I didnât tighten my grip he would be standing up. âIf Iâd known, I wouldnât haveââ
âI promise, itâs fine,â I say a little too fast.
It takes a few seconds, long enough for him to make sure Iâm not lying, I assume, but his worry slowly melts back into a gently smug smile. It smacks me right into a memory.
A good day. A view of the In-Between. Scars, sharing, and a shit-eating grin over a plate of stupid cucumber sandwiches. It flits through my mind in an instant, doesnât give me time to recover before Nick rolls a leading look at my coffee.Â
âSo, are you finishing that, orâŠâ
I level as calm a gaze as I can at him. I want nothing more than to snatch that cup, but come on. Come on.
âDo it.â I donât think I quite manage to keep the smile out of my voice or the laugh in my head from leaking into the air around us, but Iâm not about to let that stop me. âI dare you.â
He doesnât wait before he grabs it and downs it.
Or, he tries to. Itâs a bottomless cup of black coffee, okay, and the guy has a sweet tooth. He lasts maybe five seconds before he splutters out a perfect spit take and coughs into the cup.
I mean, weâre both covered in coffee now. Does that make it any less worth it when I take the mug and take a long drink?
Also I'd totally come off anon cause I LIVE for analyzing Falsettos and I'd love to chat about the cube but I deleted my blog a while ago so I'd probably seem so sketch ÂŻ\_(ă)_/ÂŻ. I love hearing your thoughts about that stuff so thank u!! (you don't have to publish this if it's clutter)
honestly i love that people are as interested in the cube as i am! eventually iâll have a giant masterpost of the whole thing once i get everything finished, but you can always go check out the livestreams i did on facebook!
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