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It’d been a week since Jasper walked out of the practice room, and no one had seen or heard from him since. Other than asking if he’d reached out at all, they didn’t even talk about him. Ryan suspects there’d been plenty of conversations going on that simply did not involve him. To an extent, Ryan did appreciate not having to talk about it. The whole situation doesn’t bother him the way everyone probably assumes it does. Honestly, he got over being upset about it overnight. The more he’d thought
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“I told you to stay in today, and you go out parading around town?” A chill runs down Ace’s spine at the sound of Carter’s voice and behind him in the empty hallway. Ace can see the door to his dorm, but Carter’s rapid footsteps catch-up and pass him. “Surprised you’re not in Leo’s bed. Did you have fun playing me tonight?” Carter asks, blocking Ace from walking any further. “Playing you? I was covering for you in front of your boss.” “You know I can see through your lies, so don’
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“Trust me, you’ll like it.” Jasper screws his nose up in disgust at the bottle of tequila before him. “How? It has worms in it.” Blake throws his arm around Jasper’s shoulders and messes up his hair. “Let’s get one thing straight, entitled birthday boy. I didn’t buy it for you. The worm is my treat for having to deal with your lightweight drunken ass tonight.” “Oh, how dare you buy something for your own enjoyment on my birthday? You’re uninvited to the party. Speaking of, I’m goi
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Ace wakes up in, confused to find himself in Carter’s bed. “Stay in today, babe. It’s for the best,” Carter fakes a caring tone as he walks over, buttoning up his shirt. “I love you. You still love me, right?” he asks, placing a gentle kiss on Ace’s forehead. Ace has no idea what the hell is going on, but he’s glad Carter allows Ace to answer the question with silence. “We’ll be okay. Start fresh. I’ve got classes all day, so I’ll see you tonight.” Carter is acting so weird, Ace
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Ryan’s newfound confidence hits him much faster than Jasper expected. He practically struts into the practice room the following morning, with a smile on his face so blissfully genuine it’s impossible for Jasper not to mimic. “That fan page has over nine thousand fans on it now. See!” Ryan shows Jasper his phone. Countless photos and posts about him fill the page covered in reactions, emojis, and thirsty comments obsessing over him. None of which surprise Jasper. “Congratulations, you’
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There's been significant editing, but it's the same story. I had to take it down due to publishing, but I wanted to post it again now that I have the rights to the work back.
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A week’s worth of restrained annoyance, and Jasper has someone he can take his anger out on at last. Not even waiting to see Ryan or the others’ reaction, he launches his built-up rage at their manager like a missile. “He’s not ready to perform. Are you fucking kidding me?” “Take him for a quick warm up and run through.” Chris waves off his concerns, striding down the hallway. Jasper storms after him, not about to drop this. “A quick warm up and run through won’t change shit. You
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Carter’s looking at Ace with an expectant smile, like he’s giving him a gift and awaiting the shocked appreciative reaction. Ace is staring back like a deer in headlights, an erratic panic in his beautiful eyes. A dozen twitches cross his face, like he’s not sure what reaction to settle on, but it’s clear it won’t be appreciation. “Did you not ask him if he wanted this?” Leo’s disgusted with himself for being here now that he’s seeing the discomfort Ace is paralysed with. He knew this would
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Leo is on Ace’s mind all night. He’s so uncomfortable with what Carter had convinced him to do in Leo’s bed yesterday, that he couldn’t even sleep in his own, imagining the disgust of being in Leo’s position. He’s sure that was part of Carter’s plan all along, to make Ace come crawling back to him. He’s not sure what to feel when he receives a text from Carter demanding Ace come to his room in the middle of the night. He wishes he was enjoying this at all. He wishes he didn’t feel uncomfort
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“Are you kidding me?” Carter glares at Ace across the kitchen table, spilling his morning coffee as he aggressively sets down the mug. “There’s no way in hell you’re pledging to that frat.” The steam from the coffee gives a ‘fuming with rage’ look as it passes over the pissed off expression Ace has become nonchalant towards already. “I want to.” Ace shrugs. “I figured you’d be in the frat, since you said you were the frat leader, but why should I miss out on the full college experience just
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Ryan can’t count the times anxiety has made him regret joining this band over the past week, but he’s going into this week hopeful he’ll find his place and things will start getting easier. Luke and Simon had been doing their best to make him feel welcome, sure. But he wants to break a barrier with one of his bandmates. Just one friend in the band, at least, to give him a sense of real acceptance to counteract the constant intrusive thoughts that they are all simply tolerating him. After spendin
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There’s something very unsettling about Carter’s relationship that Leo is having a difficult time putting out of his mind. It’s not his business, but he has a feeling Ace is trapped with Carter, even if he doesn’t know it himself. As it is, Carter’s dating history certainly backs his theory, but again, it’s not Leo’s business what another couple does. And god knows he’s dealt with enough judgement in his own relationship to know that what you see on the outside doesn’t always tell you anything a
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The room smells like a frat room and the first thing Leo does is push open the stiff windows to air it out. There’s a lingering smell of semen and alcohol soaked into the floorboards. He’d forgotten about the way these places always smell. No amount of Febreze could cover it up. He’d nearly gassed himself trying once. The first few days it’s always more noticeable, but Leo knows by the end of the week he’ll be used to it. He flips the mattress over and sprays the ever-loving hell out of it
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“Jasper!” Chris’s voice thunders up the hallway, the moment the group walks in the following morning, short of their latest addition after yesterday’s passing out incident. “I love how I don’t even make it in the building and I’m in trouble.” “My office, now,” the manager demands, leaving the door open for Jasper. “I’ll catch you up later,” Jasper mutters to Blake as they part ways. Jasper closes the office door behind himself and opens his mouth to talk but Chris speaks firs
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The opportunity to show off what Ryan is so good at seems like one he should have taken. But his hesitation perfectly times with Chris returning, right before Jasper can insist on him taking the floor. Jasper shakes his head, chewing his lip as he turns away and strolls over to stand with Blake. The clear frustration destroys Ryan’s short-lived relief at not having to perform on the spot. “So, the plan is for you all to spend the morning going through your first album with Ryan,” Chris anno
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It was taken down for publishing, but I'm reposting now that I have the rights back.
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“Hey, Jasper! Come out.” Down the short hallway of the shared apartment, the bathroom door opens. Through a haze of steam, out steps the man everyone has been warning Ryan about this morning. His boss warned that he’s rude and immature. His friends described him as “highly opinionated” and “exhaustingly performative.” But Ryan wants to make up his own mind and give Jasper the opportunity to be in control of his own first impression. Jasper strides down the hall in a bathrobe, showing n
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Jasper is everything fans of The Obsolete want him to be. Between the dance-y pop songs he writes, his flirty onstage persona, and the masterful way he plays along with the fans’ ships, he’s the perfect performer. But when Ryan, an irresistibly attractive dancer, is added out of the blue to his vocal band, it puts the spotlight on something Jasper’s been ignoring all his life. Can Jasper let himself get swept up in his own real-life, convoluted, fanfic love story while uncovering the real reason their manager added Ryan, & saving the band? Or will a photo scandal throw everything out in favor of some satisfyingly petty revenge?
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“You’re the only person I know who graduates college then goes back.” Jordan walks into Leo’s room, holding out a varsity jacket. “It was in my room.” Leo knew it. The jacket had gone missing only a few days ago, and Leo had noticed it on Jordan’s pillow earlier today. “Were you stealing it?” he asks, with no intention of making Jordan give it back. The man gives a sigh and picks at some of the loose stitching along the sleeve. “Well, since you’re never here for long enough, I was thin
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Studying psychology while getting firsthand experience from his ‘college boyfriend’ isn’t the college experience Ace wanted. Luckily, a frat leader Carter hates offers to help break the abuse cycle Ace’s been gaslit into. Leo's only rules? "Tell me if anything changes, or if I go too far." "Don’t go back to Carter. If you need toxic, call me.” Messy hook-ups are to be expected in a frat. When a chaotic freshman drags Leo into his on/off relationship, Leo uses a little consensual tough love to help Ace leave Carter. Ace's only rules? "No sex.” "No kissing." Will the unspoken rule be broken first? Don't fall in love.
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After the successful assassination of his older brother, Xavier, the party boy deviant, is forced to take over ruling as Prince of The Underworld. It's all fun and games until the welcome party with his subjects is ruined by a pissed off Demigod coming to collect on a promise his dear, dead brother stupidly made. Xavier has no intention of making good on the deal, especially when he finds out it involves him. But when the Prince of the Underworld takes on a Demigod, they find their murderous blood-thirst isn't that far from lust, and until they can break the spell keeping them both invincible, they might as well enjoy themselves.
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In a good way or a bad way? Hahaha
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Waking up in a dark room in a stranger's bed, Tyler feels his body tense and his blood run through cold, completely immobilizing him with fear. He blinks a few times, trying to force his eyes to adjust to the darkness that surrounded him as quickly as possible so he could work out where he was, or at least how to escape. He feels his head pounding in time with his heart, the sound of blood rushing through his ears was almost deafening. Realising he was panicking, he tries to control his breathin
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"How's it going?" "Well, I've spent hours on hold so. Who knows? All the insurance paperwork is being handled by solicitors and they are waiting to hear back from pathology about my DNA results to give me access to the information, and the police are still investigating the cause of the building explosion which needs to be cleared then with the insurance company to see if I can claim anything at all. I feel like I'm just going around and around in circles." Zeke sighs and rest his hea
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"Zeke. Thank god. You have to help me." The poor weak man falls into Zeke's arms, using his ex’s arms to find his footing again. Zeke looks at Wyatt. He seemed lifeless, stripped of his confidence and his strength, just utterly, brokenly, terrified. Wyatt was shaking uncontrollably as he tried to stand strong again. "Wyatt, are you hurt?" Zeke asks, quickly looking him up and down, but not seeing any obvious injuries. "No, but he's going to come back, and if he knows
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