Arcane Fanfiction Watching The Show Novels & Stories

The boy is hunched over a screen in the backseat watching what I believe to be an anime by the bad voice over. I break my own rules by running a hand through my brown hair until its standing up every which way. River can probably feel the tension rolling off me, I know he has to smell my increased testosterone. “I know the waiting is hard, cuz, but you must trust in Beta Alder’s judgement on this. He is head beta for a reason.”

The strands on the left were flipping over my forehead. She forced air through her lips as she rolled her eyes. "It is called being security conscious." My teeth flashed at her in a bright smile, and I wiggled my brows before she closed the book and stared at me. For me, on the other hand, I stole a sharp watch from the view. "What are you doing here, Alaric?" Alana asked with one eyebrow raised and the other lowered. The bridge between her noses was crinkled.

After dinner, Arianne's parents retire into their room. While she wash the dishes and made sure that everything is secured and doors are locked. Then after, Arianne went up to her room. She don't have school the next day so she planned on spending her night eating junk food and watching Netflix. As she grab a piece of doughnut while watching the vampire diaries, her phone rings. She lazily get up and took her phone on the desk and answer it while keeping her eyes on the tv and munching the doughnut.

Amikat's POV ***TW: Graphic Depiction of Sexual Assault and Stong Insinuation of Rape*** After Arienne left, I decided to sit on the couch in the room to watch a movie. I flipped on one of the various streaming services Ari has, and picked a scary movie. I'm really in the fall mood, and I'm starting to miss Halloween. I guess I haven't really asked if they celebrate it, but I'm going to guess that they don't. It's almost the end of October, and I haven't heard a thing about it. Speaking of the time, I really need to start thinking about what to get Carmen for her birthday.

Faculty schedules. Normally he would've finished them within an hour. Tonight...he had read the same paragraph four times. His attention wasn't on the documents. It kept wandering elsewhere. Arcane's amused voice echoed lazily through his mind. 'You're distracted.' "I'm working." 'You have been staring at the same sentence for six minutes.' Alaric sighed. "I noticed." 'You are thinking about her.' He didn't answer. He didn't have to. Arcane already knew. After a moment, a knock interrupted. "Come in."

Arwen blurted out and then placed a hand on her mouth. She had finally made that mistake, the slip of the tongue. But this was just the start. I was going to slowly uncover all the layers beneath which she was hiding, tearing her facade layer by layer. This was getting so interesting. My gaze flicked to Jasper who was staring at Arwen with an unreadable expression. I would never want him to look at me like that. “You know her?” I asked, turning my attention to Arwen who had gone pale. She looked utterly lost and for the first time I saw her run out of words.

She said with a tone that made me want to look back at her. I finally tore my eyes from the screen, glaring at Vivien, but she only tilted her head, unbothered. “Dean,” she said sharply, “like I said, focus on us. On what we have. Arianna is gone now, never to return.” She got out of bed and came right in front of me, blocking the TV. “She doesn’t matter anymore. So why does it look like you still care?” Her eyes narrowed, studying me with a mixture of jealousy and warning, waiting for my response.

Large barrels of alcohol had been brought in, the scent of rich mead and aged whiskey mingling with the smoky aroma of fire-grilled venison. As the crowd dispersed, I felt eyes on me. I turned and found my parents watching me, their expressions unreadable. I gestured for them to come closer, wrapping my arms around both of them from behind, feeling the warmth of their presence. My father stood tall, his stance firm as ever, while my mother, always more expressive, touched my arm in silent reassurance. Their gazes drifted past me—to Ariana. She hesitated, clearly unsure, before stepping forward. My mother’s sharp eyes softened as she took in Ariana’s presence. She was a woman of intuition, an

It had clearly been left too long and turned into a sticky lump. Kane hadn’t expected that. He looked embarrassed. “I’ll make it again.” “No need.” I stopped him. “It’s still edible.” 【This is true love, right? What am I even watching? Isn’t this supposed to be a celebrity-suffering work variety show? Why am I shipping them?】 【You’re not alone… same here.】 【Not shipping yet. I’m curious about Wane’s looks. Mia’s so pretty—if Wane looks average, it’ll be hard to ship.】

I look at them and a pang of jealousy runs through me at the sight of them as I wonder what it would be like to have a mate and if they would look at me the way Duncan looks at Ariel, I suppress that emotion as quickly as it appears as all I want is to be happy for the both of them I think Ariel will be a good influence on Duncan and maybe he can help her to lighten up a little. "Alright then......Movie anyone?" Landon says as me and Dana plonk down on either side of him, Duncan and Ariel curl up on the opposite sofa together as we decide to watch the new Avengers film the guys groan but I know they secretly enjoy it. I don't know when my eyes start to close but I find myself drifting off to