He sat on his couch, staring at the glass of sleeping pills. For hours heβd been sitting there, staring at it. Not that he knew how much time had passed, he wasnβt aware of anything around him. It was just him, the pills and his thoughts. The decision he was trying to make, wasnβt an easy one and you would think that once the thought had crossed and he took the glass with him to the couch, alongside a glass of water, the decision was made, but it wasnβt.
Why did the thought even crossed his mind? Well, first of all, he was lonely, misunderstood and bullied. Ever since his teenage year, people had bullied him, looked down at him or even looked at him with disgust. Heβd thought becoming an adult would have helped, but it hadnβt. Adults was even worse, no one wanting to have anything to do with him. Besides that, his designs and art was a failure.
So he wondered if the world even wanted or needed him. He had no friends, no family and no lover. There was no one who would miss him, so why was he even living? He had of course tried to make friends, tried to make a name for himself, but now he had hit rock bottom. Depression and insomina was his only companions.
Suddenly his phone rang and he jolted. Heβd forgotten the sound it made, as mostly it was only salesmen/saleswomen calling him and itβd been a while since they last called him. Reculantly he took his phone. He didnβt know the number, but he picked up anyway. It could be that someone wanted to buy his art.Β βThis is ...β
βWhy the fuck did it take you so long to pick up? I bet youβre deep into your new book, right? I thought you siad you were finished and thatβs why you wanted to have lunch with me now. Youβre running late, Marco.β
He had barely managed to introduce himself, as the man on the other end started to ramble. Blinking he waited to get a word in, wondering who this man was and who this Marco was. An author? Grantly, he didnβt have much time to read and itβd been years since he read a book. Articles in magazines and news articles, yes, but no books.
β... Iβm sorry, you got the wrong number, Mr.β His deep voice spoke indifferently, as the other man stopped his rambling. Silence followed and he was convinced the other had dropped the phone.
βOh...β Came the reply.Β βSorry. It was rude of me to not listen to you when you picked up. I hope you can forgive me.β It was spoken slight sheepish and for some reason it brought a smile to his lips.
βItβs okay. Just donβt speak like that to your friend. There could be a perfect good reason for him to be late.β He was about to ask the other man a good day and lunch, hoping his friend would show up soon, but was then cut off again.
βYeah youβre right. Oh Iβm Thatch by the way and I love to meet new people. Would you mind talking to me while I wait? Iβm sure Marco is on his way and if not, well I get to know you a little and for me thatβs a win too.β
Now that was unexpected. He was speechless for a few seconds, not knowing what to think or say. Never had he met someone that didnβt hang up after calling the wrong number. Who would simply keep small talking and getting to know the stranger you accidentially called?
βHello? You there?β
The silence had dragged out a little too long it seemed.Β βYeah Iβm here. Sorry, I was just surprised that you want to talk to me. I thought you wanted to call your friend. Iβm Izo.β
βNice to meet you, Izo. Yeah I should call Marco, but now I got an opportunity to make a new friend and Iβm taking it. Unless youβre busy, of course.β
Izo smiled, gazing at the pills.Β βNo Iβm not busy. Just home and doing nothing.β He felt a little better, though he was hesitant about this man wanting to befriend him. Sure, Izo felt a little desperate, he didnβt really want to do what heβd been thinking about doing and this call could be a sign to him to not give up.
βDoing nothing from time to time is good. Charging up your batteries. At least when youβre an introvert. As an extrovert myself, I charge my batteries with being around others. An ambivient, have it easier, as they probably charge their batteries both ways.β A chuckle was heard and Izo liked it.
He found himself talking to this stranger with ease and it made him feel better. It wansβt that long of a conversation, as his friend Marco came after a few minutes, but for Izo, those few minutes changed his life. Not only did he cast the pills out afterwards, he also tidyed up himself, as Thatch had convinced him to meet him later that day.
-x-
Years later, Izo thought back about the call that changed his life. Thatch had literally saved his life and saved his soul. Izo wasnβt lonely any longer, he had friends, no he had a family. Thatch had really been this amazing guy he was on the phone, an extrovert with a golden heart. Through him he met Marco - an uncomming auhor - and Whitebeard - Edward Newgate, the man who had worked with charity all his life.Β
A smile of pure happiness played on Izoβs red lips. They had accepted him just as he was. A man who liked to wear make-up and fenimine clothes. As Ace - one of his new friends - had said:Β βWhy wear something you feel uncomfortable in? You do you and who are we to judge what makes you happy and comfortable?β
βI love it when you smile, Izo.β Thatch sat next to him with a cup of tea for them both.
βAll thanks to you calling the wrong number. You brought back my smile and showed me life again. I canβt thank you enough.β Izo smiled, taking a sip of the tea.
Thatch laughed heartily.Β βOh youβve thanked me enough. Your smile and happiness is a blessing every day and makse me feel good. Besides the love you give.β He looked at the ring on his finger. Izo smiled and turned his head, giving Thatch a soft kiss.
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Set in a time where vampires and humans are in the midst of a centuries old war, a young Izo looses everything, her mother, her home, her humanity. But one day, a foreigner arrives to teach her that there is more to the world than despair and hate. Set within Red Moon Universe, TransIzo, Vampire AU, Thatch x Izo [Rating has gone up due to Violence and other warnings]
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Thatch about Izo
ATTRACTIVENESS:repulsive β hideous β ugly β not attractive β unappealing β not unattractive β meh β no preference β ok β mildly attractive β nice looking β cute β adorable β attractive β pleasant on the eyes β good looking β hot β sexy β beautiful β gorgeous β hot damn β would tap that β perfect β godlike β holy fuck there are no words
HOW LIKELY THEY WOULD BE TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM.not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending β fuck no! β never β no way β not likely β not sure β indifferent β iβm asexual β maybe β probably β it depends β fairly likely β likely β yeah sure β yes β would tap that β hell yes β fuck yes! β wishing that could happen right now β as many times as possible β we are already having sex
LEVEL OF FRIENDSHIP:never in a million years β worst of enemies β enemies β rivals β indifferent β neutral β acquaintance β friendly toward each other β casual friends β friends β good friends β best friends β fuck buddies β bosom buddies β practically the same person β would die for them β true friends β my only friend
FIRST IMPRESSION OF THEM:i hate them so much β i donβt like them β i donβt trust them β they annoy me β theyβre weird β iβm indifferent β meh β they seem alright β theyβre growing on me β truce β i think i like them β i like them β iβm not sure if i trust them β i trust them β theyβre cool β theyβre genuine β i think weβre going to get along β i really like them β i think iβm in love β oh fuck theyβre hot β i love them
CURRENT IMPRESSION OF THEM:i hate them so much β i donβt like them β i donβt trust them β they annoy me β theyβre weird β iβm indifferent β meh β they seem alright β theyβre growing on me β truce β i think i like them β i like them β iβm not sure if i trust them β i trust them β theyβre cool β theyβre genuine β i think weβre going to get along β i really like them β i think iβm in love β oh fuck theyβre hot β i love them
HOW GOOD OF A KISSER:worst kisser ever β terrible β bad β awkward β just okay β alright β pretty good β good β makes me moan β excellent β exciting β oh god theyβre good β i dream about it β fucking amazing β absolute perfection β we havenβt kissed
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Marco about Izo
ATTRACTIVENESS:repulsive β hideous β ugly β not attractive β unappealing β not unattractive β meh β no preference β ok β mildly attractive β nice looking β cute β adorable β attractive β pleasant on the eyes β good looking β hot β sexy β beautiful β gorgeous β hot damn β would tap that β perfect β godlike β holy fuck there are no words
PERSONALITY:grating β irritating β frustrating β boring β confusing at best β awkward β unreasonable β psychotic β disturbing β interesting β engaging β affectionate β aggressive β ambitious β anxious β artistic β bad tempered β bossy β charismatic β appealing β unappealing β creative β courageous β dependable β unreliable β unpredictable β predictable β devious β dim β extroverted β introverted β egotistical β gregarious β fabulous β impulsive β intelligent β sympathetic β talkative β up beat β peaceful β calming β badass β flexible
HOW LIKELY THEY WOULD BE TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM.not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending β fuck no! β never β no way β not likely β not sure β indifferent β iβm asexual β maybe β probably β it depends β fairly likely β likely β yeah sure β yes β would tap that β hell yes β fuck yes! β wishing that could happen right now β as many times as possible β we are already having sex
LEVEL OF FRIENDSHIP:never in a million years β worst of enemies β enemies β rivals β indifferent β neutral β acquaintance β friendly toward each other β casual friends β friends β good friends β best friends β fuck buddies β bosom buddies β practically the same person β would die for them β true friends β my only friend
FIRST IMPRESSION OF THEM:i hate them so much β i donβt like them β i donβt trust them β they annoy me β theyβre weird β iβm indifferent β meh β they seem alright β theyβre growing on me β truce β i think i like them β i like them β iβm not sure if i trust them β i trust them β theyβre cool β theyβre genuine β i think weβre going to get along β i really like them β i think iβm in love β oh fuck theyβre hot β i love them
CURRENT IMPRESSION OF THEM:i hate them so much β i donβt like them β i donβt trust them β they annoy me β theyβre weird β iβm indifferent β meh β they seem alright β theyβre growing on me β truce β i think i like them β i like them β iβm not sure if i trust them β i trust them β theyβre cool β theyβre genuine β i think weβre going to get along β i really like them β i think iβm in love β oh fuck theyβre hot β i love them
HOW GOOD OF A KISSER:worst kisser ever β terrible β bad β awkward β just okay β alright β pretty good β good β makes me moan β excellent β exciting β oh god theyβre good β i dream about it β fucking amazing β absolute perfection β we havenβt kissed, yet
"Hello gorgeous." Thatch grinned, as he came to Izo, who was lying on a sunchair with a book. It was a lazy day for all the Whitebeard Pirates - well except from the cooks, since the crew needed to be fed no matter what. Izo had opted to take a break from his duties as a commander and enoy the sun and peace, as you could never tell when either of them would be interrupted by something.
"Finally taking a break?" Izo hummed, placing the book on his lap, as he moved a little, to make space for Thatch. The cook took a seat, a warm smile dancing on his lips, before he leaned in for a soft kiss, which made Izo smile lightly, kissing his love back.
With a sigh, Thatch made himself comfortable between Izo's legs, using Izo's torso as a back rest. "Kind of. Got thrown out of my own kitchen." It didn't happen often, but the sous chef - Jessica - sometimes did throw Thatch out of the kitchen and forced him to take a long break. She was a great cook and sous chef, he could trust her with running the kitchen, but he just loved cooking. It was his passion after all.
Izo chuckled. "Remind me to thank her later. Now I can spend some time with you." He placed his arms around Thatch and placed a kiss upon the pompadour. "I have barely seen you the past week. You're way too busy." Izo commented, sounding a little upset.
"Aw, do you feel neglected? Then I need to make it up to you." Thatch purred, feeling slightly guilty for the neglect, but it happened and it would happen again. Life as a pirate and as part of sucha large crew/family, wasn't easy. Especially when you were in charge of a division and the cooks.
"You better make it up to me." Izo said firmly. He knew that it wasn't Thatch's fault. When he finally had told Thatch about his feelings and learnign that the cook fel tthe same towards him, Izo had accepted that he wouldn't get attention every single day from Thatch. They did share a room and a bed, but it wasn't always enough. "I miss you." Izo whispered softly.
Thatch turned around, a soft smile was on his lips. "I miss you too, love. You have my full attention and time now, so let's make the best out of it." He gave him another kiss, this one a little more passionate, as to tell Izo just hw much he'd missed him.
Izo pulled Thatch closer, deepning the kiss, while letting a few fingers glide trough the back of Thatch's hair. Neither of them cared about their brothers watching them or that others could see how passionate they were. Right now, it was about the two of them and nothing else excited, though they never took it too far.
Pulling away, Izo placed a hand on Thatch's cheek. "In that case, ejoy the sun with me for a while. You look like you need a nap." Thatch did look a little tired and Izo wouldn't mind sittin here, reading, while Thatch was asleep between his legs. Later he would drag the cook to their room for more intimacy, but for now, all he wanted was to feel Thatch being there physically.
Smiling, Thatch turned around again, made himself comfortable again. Closing his eyes, he thought that taking a nap like this was probably the best way to nap. Being with Izo was definitely one of the best things that had happened to him and being able to spend time together like this, was proof of how much they loved each other.
Feeling Thatch drifting off, Izo picked up the book again, feeling content. He'd missed being close and intimate with Thatch like this the past week. Now he could relax and enjoy the sun even more. He felt loved and he loved. Could life be better right now?
@whitebeards-16th-commander I think you might like this cute little drabble.
Hey Guyβs, the fifth chapter for Golden Sun is now up. Here is a portion of it, you can find the rest of it on my Ao3 and Fanfiction .net account
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Thatch,
I do hope this letter finds you well in your current residence as I know how uneasy you must be by now. Oyaji, too, is beginning to have reservations about his assignment. He was convinced that by sending you, it would ease the mounting stress between our coven and that of the Count's but it appears that Oyaji is starting to second guess his decision.
This isn't to say that he does not have faith in your ability to complete your task, but simply that perhaps it was too soon for you to be there.
Nonetheless, we have faith in you. If you need backup let us know and we will send someone to help you as soon as we can.
I imagine you're rolling your eyes at our worry right about now. So I will not push the matter any further. Oyaji sends his love, as we all do. Your presence at the castle is veryβ¦noticeable. It's much less loud as you can imagine. But not as much as you would think, Blenheim recently returned to the castle after completing his latest travel. And while he was out he befriended an Oxen.
Can you believe that? He just strode into the castle with that creature in tow. And of course Fossa thought he was dinner and started chasing after the poor thing until Blenheim had to step in and reassure the animal that he wouldn't be turned into a meal. Oyaji was amuses as you might have guessed, while the staff was none too pleased at having to clean up the mess afterwards. So to appease them and as a way of apology I had to give them extra pay to get things back in order.
The kitchen staff also misses you you know, they claim their dishes aren't as great without you about the kitchen. And I have to say, I miss your cooking as well. No one brews coffee like you. But I'm afraid that's the only praise I'm willing to give in this letter lest your head, or should I say hair, get bigger than it already is.
With loving affection,
Marco Newgate
Hey Marco,
You do realize you don't have to be so formal in your letters right? We're buds, brothers even and here you are sending me this cordial shit like I'm the freaking Count. And that last note at the end, are you getting sentimental over me? I am so touched! I'm laughing by the way. Just like I did when I read the whole Ox encounter what's the name Blenheim gave him?
And yes! I did roll my eyes plenty of times, you and Oyaji don't have to worry about me, I'm fine for the most part. And really I wasn't planning on staying this long either, a month or two max and we're bordering on what now, three months?
(I sighed here)
Things certainly aren't easy. I have to admit it's tough here and I would rather be anywhere else than being confined to this castle and the Count; but...dare I think that fate had an ulterior motive to my being here?
Vamps here are warped Marc. The Count has it in his head that we as Vampires have to domineer over the humans and has begun collecting them as pets. He had servants before and I admit slaves here and there, but they weren't treated this badly before. The things that transpire in this castle are horrifying. We had thought Donquixote was bad in his weird fascination of capturing humans and making them act out his perverted fantasies, but that pales in comparison to this. Humans here are worth less than animals Marco, anything and everything they do is monitored and if they take a single step out of line they're beaten within an inch of their life. There seem to be different tiers to this madness as well. I have yet to see what gets done to those they dispose but I promise you it is not something I wish to find out. Andβ¦
I'm sorry I had to set the quill down, it's not easy writing this down especially with how infuriated it makes me. It's nothing short of hell for them Marco and no matter what I tell the stubborn old Count he just won't listen to reason. He doesn't see the humans outside as a threat, He believes that the castle walls will hold against an attack from them. And I tried to explain that the humans had clever ways to their methods, bombs, catapults you know the works⦠There is no getting across to him and I feel guilty Marc. This is my fault, all of this that is happening to the humans...to.
The humans are losing hope on having a better life. It's heartbreaking to see Marco. And I can't raise a single hand to help not without challenging the Count. But I want to help them. And that's the reason I'm still here. I'm going to find a way Marco, I promised someone here I would find a way.
How I wish I had your Inclination* right now, the ability to clearly analyze a situation and find the best possible solution. But instead I have this storytelling gift that can do nothing at all for them.
Some insight would be highly appreciated, and I miss you guys too.
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Hey guys so guess who is joining @op-rarepairweekβ, X3
Every day will bring about a new songfic! Except maybe day 6 on that one Iβm iffy about
Day: Dreams/Partners
Title: Partners in Crime
Character focus/Pairing(s): ThatchxIzo
Word count: ~4k
Song / Movie: Partners in Crime - Set it Off (Feat. Ash Costello)Β
Warnings: Crime, Murder, Character Death(s).Β
Summary: Thatch and Izo are together in this through thick and thin.Β
I love this line so much! Thatch took his eyes off of the minister for a second to meet Izoβs warm honey gold eyes saying the traditional words. βI do.β
Set in a time where vampires and humans are in the midst of a centuries old war, a young Izo looses everything, her mother, her home, her humanity. But one day, a foreigner arrives to teach her that there is more to the world than despair and hate. Set within Red Moon Universe, TransIzo, Vampire AU, Thatch x Izo
