#thread 22

One feels impossibly high up on the food chain when they are surrounded with such delights to the eye. There is an invincibility to anonymity, but maybe it is nothing more than just the folly of a person who dares to dream too high and then gets their wings melted by the sun.

But one ought to remember, before Icarus drowned, he soared first.

Taking a sip from the diamond chalice they had been offered, they greet the person coming to take their own drink with a smile. It is a smile that might be as inviting as the sun. It at least dares to be just as bright.

@professorfawn​

The more he thought about the other day on the beach, the more he thought about texting Fawn, something silly or sexy or just innocuous thoughts of the day, the more he thought of things he didn’t want to think of.

Drinking too much, not going into the office, not taking care of himself.

Using. He thought about texting Quinten, specifically Quinten because he knew that Qhuinn knew about his past drug use and couldn’t remember if he had told Clara once finding out she was a nurse or not. It had been a while since they had spoken. But he’d not been very close with Quinten and just never got around to it. Like he should have. He thought about text Quinten a lot, lately, asking for pain killers for his occasional flare ups of sciatica, which were 100% true and laid him out on the couch for a day or two. Totally plausible and Quinten had such a good heart and a literal ethical code to help. 

He’d thought about it frequently, more so than ever before since coming to the island. He had been drinking slightly more than usual after dinner, but not enough for Layla to say anything. Not that she had room to say it.

So instead he showed up at Fawn’s door, selfishly hoping that Elijah hadn’t returned from who ever’s place he was currently staying at. Jody couldn’t remember even though Fawn had told him, even though he had been concerned enough at the time. At some point that concern had gone away, brief but forceful enough to push that information aside. Important information because Jody had wanted to send him a letter, maybe even a gift. 

He took a deep breath as soon as the door opened and his partner met his eyes. He had to start talking before his courage left him. Before the truth left his thoughts.

“Ever since I hurt Elijah I’ve been having more than just a rough time. I haven’t just been thinking about using, Fawn, I’ve been... planning. I’ve been planning it. I’ve been drinking more. I didn’t realize it until the beach, until you said something, but I know I’ve been more short tempered. Less patient. I keep just...” Another short deep breath, “I keep having these thoughts of how much I hate myself--” Jody voice broke, his throat tight and strained.

“How much I deserve this... I deserve to try and destroy myself again. I needed you to know because I have to be held accountable... And if Elijah is back-- just-- don’t tell him I was here. I just needed you to know. You were right. I’m not acting like myself. Except-- well, I am. But the old me. The one you don’t know...”

[ cont from here with @dougalmcleodthevampire​ ]

“Well, I hope you’re not actually sleeping. That would be major to the vampire world.” Dhani chuckled. He hadn’t been too worried about the vampire, just wanting to get his attention. He was pretty sure Dougal had fallen in some kind of resting trance like he imagined Elves in Dungeons and Dragons did, not needing actual sleep.

It had been a far easier January than in the past. On his mother’s death day, he had spoken at length with his father about many things, Rafael included, though there was only so much he could say, vague notions about loosing his fire for standing up for himself, avoiding confrontation instead of rising to the challenge. Which of course Peter concluded was his son growing up, and didn’t think it was a bad thing at all. If only he knew.

Text: Hey I miss you too. Sorry I’ve just been busy lately. What are you up to?

[text] Thank you. I really love it. It means a hell of a lot to me, Elijah.

[text] How have you been?

@edmund-elofsen​ sent... [ from Sex Slave Starters ]

“If you won’t stay still, I’ll tie you down.”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time, Edmund.” 

Dhani laughed and wondered how serious the vampire was. He’d only ever been vaguely intimate with Edmund, with Dougal involved and it had been back when he was still with Dougal. Dhani was still half convinced Edmund didn’t much care for him, but Edmund didn’t seem to care much for anyone. Maybe Dhani slightly more than others in the grand scheme. Maybe Dhani was too used to his friends’ open affection and vulnerability and wasn’t entirely sure what to do with such guarded people.

@elijahxxwilson​

"So I was thinking maybe you should give me a cuddle?"

“I think I could do more than that.” Dhani spoke sympathetically, crawling into Elijah’s bed and moving his arms around the other boy, laying his head on Elijah’s shoulder and heaving an empathetic sigh.