- disable healing abilities on any hero left (except Ana’s ultimate),
- remove health packs,
- set self healers’ ‘healing dealt’ to 10%,
- set movement for all heroes to 150%,
- set Mercy’s ‘healing dealt’ to 200%,
- set her ‘healing received’ to 200%,
- set her movement speed to 50%.
Game mode is control with no mods.
The point of the changes is to force the teams to not only prioritize each other’s enemy Mercy, but to protect their own from being picked and losing their only healer. This causes both teams to stay in a tight group when they fight one another and Mercy, being slower than her teammates, has to work extra hard to support the team and depends on them for movement.
She gets about one rez per team fight, but if she’s not strategically placed or otherwise well protected, you’re completely without heals and have to send someone to pick Mercy up from spawn, or regroup entirely, which gives the team in control time to set up on the point…… etc etc
Optionally, you ban Pharah from one team and ban Zarya from the other team, so they can properly fight each other for Mercy’s heart. I’m still coming up with a good name for that version.
Eventually I settled for something more to the point:
Other titles I didn’t screencap were “Wife Wars 2: Battle of the Lesbians”, “Wife Wars 3: The Lesbians Strike Back”, “Attack on Lesbos Island”, and “Ship Wars: Bear vs. Bird”
I got one game to go and it worked just about exactly how I wanted it to. It might need some tweaks but try it out if you like and lemme know how it worked if you do.
1. Who is the early bird/ Who is the night owl? I think with both their jobs, they can/have to be both. Although, if you take work out of the equation–Rafael is an early bird and JJ would be the exhausted pigeon. ;) haha. 2. Who is the big spoon/ Who is the little spoon? Rafael / JJ…although usually, JJ cuddles up with him and he rests normally 3. Who hogs the cover/ Who loves to cuddle? JJ for both. 4. Who wakes the other one up with kisses? Both do it. 5. Who usually has nightmares? JJ 6. Who would have really deep emotional thoughts at the middle of the night/ Who would have them in the middle of the day? JJ is usually at night, especially when she’s writing. Rafael is also more of a middle of the night too. 7. Who sweats the small stuff? JJ, she tries not to but it happens. 8. Who sleeps in their underwear (or naked)/ Who sleeps in their pajamas? Rafael underwear, JJ in pajamas 9. Who makes the coffee (or tea)? Rafael, but that’s just because he’s up a little before JJ. 10. Who likes sweet/ Who likes sour? Both like sweet. 11. Who likes horror movies/ Who likes romance movies? Neither are really into horror. JJ’s more of the romance. 12. Who is smol/ Who is tol? JJ / Rafael ? There isn’t much of a height difference. 13. Who is considered the scaredy cat? Neither. 14. Who kills the spiders? Both. 15. Who is scared of the dark? Neither. 16. Who is scared of thunderstorms? Neither. 17. Who works/ Who stays at home? Both work, although JJ does contemplate being a stay-at-home mom, but she knows SVU will be really short-handed, so that plays into her decision to go back. 18. Who is a cat person/ Who is a dog person? I’d say they’re both more dog 19. Who loves to call the other one cute names? Both. 21. Who has an obsession (over anything)? They both obsess over things.
22. Who goes all out for Valentine’s Day? Rafael, but just by a bit. They both want to make sure the other knows that they’re loved. 23. Who asks who out on the first date? Haha–neither. I kinda like to think of them in a You’ve Got Mail sense, where they keep bumping into each other and then they decide to purposely bump into each other and then things just kinda develop. 24. Who is the talker/ Who is the listener? I’d say they’re both a mixture of both. 25. Who wears the other ones clothes? JJ likes to wear his shirts 26. Who likes to eat healthy/ Who loves junk food? Rafael eats a little healthier. JJ loves her junk food. The vending machine at work is a big temptation. 27. Who takes a long shower/ Who sings in the shower? JJ takes a little longer but both sing in the shower. 28. Who is the book worm? Both. 29. Who is the better cook? Rafael. JJ didn’t have a lot of practice and fast food is readily available.
30. Who likes long walks on the beach? Both. 31. Who is more affectionate? In public, JJ. Although in private, Rafael. 32. Who likes to have really long (deep) conversation? Both
33. Who would wear “not guilty” t-shirt/ Who would wear “sin” t-shirt? I think they both would wear not guilty shirts just to confuse people. 34. Who would wear “if lost return to…” t-shirt/ Who would wear “I am…” t-shirt? Rafael / JJ 35. Who goes overboard on the holidays? I think they both tend to. 36. Who is the social media addict? JJ. 37. Height difference or age difference? 2-3 inches, 7ish years? not entirely sure. 38. Who likes to star gaze? JJ. 39. Who buys cereal for the prize inside? JJ 40. Who is the fun parent/ Who is the responsible parent? I’d say they both are a good mix of both. 41. Who cries during sad movies? JJ. 42. Who is the neat freak? Rafael. 43. Who wins the stuffed animals at the carnival for the other one? Neither? 44. Who is active/ Who is lazy? There isn’t much time to be active outside of work. I’d say JJ is a bit more active just because she tries to stay in a bit of shape for work. 45. Who is more likely to get drunk? Neither? 46. Who has the longer food order? Rafael
47. Who has the more complex coffee order? Rafael. 48. Who loses stuff? JJ 49. Who is the driver/ Who is the passenger? JJ / Rafael? 50. Who is the hopeless romantic? Both.
About purchasing the YOI BD/DVD vol.6 from overseas
I’m seriously so mad at Avex right now. Apparently they forced AmiAmi to cancel all the orders of YOI related BDs/DVDs/CDs, even the ones placed last year when the ban wasn’t announced yet. How could they do this ONE WEEK before it comes out? They seriously don’t care about overseas fans at all… (I still don’t know about CDJapan, so far the orders placed on their site before the ban in February seem to be valid?)
Avex and their nonsense policy make me feel stupid for saying from the start “please purchase the BD/DVDs to support the series, don’t download it illegally”…
Anyway, I have thought about what I could possibly do to help people get the BD/DVD vol.6 without spending a lot of money in commissions from forwarding companies and such, and I have decided this:
I am offering to personally purchase the YOI BD/DVD vol.6 on behalf of people living abroad and ship it to them, charging almost no commissions.
“Almost no commissions” I will only ask you to pay for: 1) the actual cost of the BD or DVD 2) the PayPal transaction fee (I don’t know how much it is) 3) the fee PayPal charges me to withdraw money to my bank account (it’s 350 yen, but if enough people ask me to purchase a copy in their place I will lower it because I can withdraw all the money at the same time and only pay the fee once) 4) the packing and shipping fees to send the item to you (you can choose the shipping method and packing style)
How it works:
1) Upon request, I am going to purchase the BD or DVD vol.6 from a Japanese shop, at its regular price (only Amazon seems to have it for less but they only allow 1 copy per person so that won’t work). I may use different shops depending on how many requests I get and how many copies I can find. I will only use physical shops which I can reach with my train pass because otherwise I would need to charge you transport fees or domestic shipping fees as well.
2) I will calculate the packing fee & shipping fee to your country based on your requests (it can be shipped in a padded envelope or, if you are worried, I can look for a sturdier box) and give you the total. For the shipping I can also provide an estimate in advance if you wish.
3) I will wait for you to send me the payment and your full shipping address (payment will need to be in JPY and via PayPal).
4) I will ship you the BD/DVD.
As you can guess, unfortunately there is nothing I can do for the all-volume purchase bonus. I might be able to provide you the Animate (can badge) or Animega (postcard) vol.6 bonus, but I can’t guarantee so I might only provide it at random, as I might also have to use other shops which have no bonuses at all.
Why am I doing this?
Because I feel really sorry for all the people who had their order canceled and/or are left with no cheap ways to purchase the BD/DVD from overseas. If it happened to me I’d be twice as mad as I am now… I also feel partly responsible since I’ve always encouraged people to buy the BD/DVDs even if they had no subtitles and I suggested to use AmiAmi recently because they still had them available.
How to send a request
Please send me a message (via ask) here on Tumblr with your name, email address, country and the details of what you need (BD or DVD). If you need a shipping quotation or have any other questions let me know that too. I will send you an email with the details. (If you’re one of those who got their orders canceled from a shop, please let me know that as well)
How many requests can I accept?
I’m not sure about that, but as I live close to Tokyo and have access to all major parts of the city I should be able to provide enough (I have no idea how many people will ask me). Should I need to limit the number, I will say so and update this post too. Some shops like Animate and Animega can temporarily sell out right after the release date but usually they get more stock afterwards, so it’s only a matter of waiting.
I am getting basically nothing out of this (except Animate points if I buy from there I guess..), but I really feel sorry for what happened and hope that I can be of help to someone. I’m not sure whether I’ll be doing the same for the soundtrack or event BD/DVD, most likely not because that’s a different story, but at least people can complete their collection with the last volume…
(I’ll probably write a post with instructions on how to send a message to Avex to complain about this too…)
Omega!Hux and Alpha!Kylo had a meaningless one-night stand years ago - back when they were Lieutenant Hux and Apprentice Ren. They never even exchanged names. Years later, when Kylo Ren comes on board the Finalizer, he meets Hux's child - who is exactly the right age, has all-too-familiar eyes, and a Force Presence that /burns/ like the rising sun.
Kylo has never met an omega before.
He’s been told that they smell divine; like the most forbidden of fruits, where biting into one
would mean eternal damnation of the soul for giving in to such a tempting
creature. Their very skin is meant to glisten
with lusts and wants, their needy heatssetting them apart from the rest of the galaxy. They’re rare, craved by alphas and envied by
betas. A true prize, worthy of a budding knight like Kylo Ren.
Mating has never been high on Kylo’s list, not even when he
presented as an alpha when he was in his late teens. Alas, he finds that, on
this night in a tacky bar in a dusty town, Kylo’s needs have gotten the better
He moans, delving back in for another kiss off the pretty
redhead he’d managed to pique the interest of at the bar before he’d offered to
serve him drinks back at his accommodation. Kylo had smugly accepted. After
only a few shots and cocktails, Kylo has the redhead pushed back against the
nearest wall, consuming his lips in a desperate kiss.
“You’re beautiful,” Kylo whispers, tasting the remnants of
their last fruity shot on his partner’s lips.
“So I’ve been told,” the redhead replies, pushing Kylo
away from him for a moment.
Kylo watches eagerly as the other begins to strip, his
nimble fingers unfastening the button of the high collar of his jacket before
And it’s then that Kylo smells
“You—you’re an omega,”
Kylo gasps, taking in the seemingly glowing form of the other, lapping up
every inch of his pale skin.
“Aren’t you lucky,” the omega says, sauntering forwards,
making sure every twisting movement is exaggerating the curves of his body; the
sharpness of his hips, the plumpness of his ass, the perkiness of his nipples. “A
night with an omega.”
The omega is suddenly upon him, chest pressed against the
front of Kylo’s dark robes, his hand rubbing the front of the alpha’s pants.
Kylo gasps, growling, before hoisting
the omega up until his long legs are wrapped around Kylo’s hips and they’re
back against the wall, kissing as though their lives depend on it. Unable to
help himself, Kylo buries his nose in the omega’s neck, and feels as though he’s
The omega already smells of sex, as though heat is
radiating from his skin, but there’s a uniqueness to his scent that Kylo has
never sensed before among anyone. Kylo
picks up the scent of ash, as though the fire isn’t just in the omega’s hair
colour but in his heart too, flickering away, threatening to burn anyone who
comes too close. But underneath the threatening layers of heat and fire, the
omega smells sweet; like a freshly
baked pastry drizzled with a fruity syrup and covered in sugar, just begging to be liked before being
devoured by its hungry customer.
“I’m going to fuck you,” Kylo growls, feeling the omega
shiver in his hold. “I want to see beneath your beautiful.”
“Yes, alpha,” the
omega whines, craning his neck upwards to allow Kylo better access to the hot
underside of his jaw. “Please. Fuck
Lost to the intoxicating magnetism of the omega in front of
him, Kylo doesn’t bother to ask the omega for his name. It’s a fling, a quick
fix for the needs of his inner alpha. It’s the best fuck he’s ever had, but it
In the morning, Kylo dresses and leaves before the omega
has a chance to wake up, feeling that his sexual urges have been satisfied but
there remains a coldness in his chest as he walks towards the door, his heart
even jumping when he hears the omega whine softly in his sleep.
But regardless, Kylo leaves, returning to his shuttle and
leaving the town before the planet’s sun has risen.
What has happened is irrelevant, and Kylo knows he’ll never
see the omega again.
Whether he’s content with that is another matter entirely,
and one that he quickly pushes to the back of his mind before he returns to
Dear anon, I’m not sure this qualifies as babysitting together… it just turned out like this. And of course it got long again.
Set in early season six.
Mulder knows Scully is
home because there are noises coming from inside.
He’s knocked twice already
and now he’s waiting, maybe a little bit impatiently; he’s worrying the edges
of the case files he’s holding in his hands. The flimsy excuse for his visit.
About to knock again,
the door opens, and at first Mulder, expecting Scully, doesn’t see the tiny
person basically hanging from the door knob.
“Who are you?” Mulder
lowers his eyes upon hearing the voice and blinks in confusion.
“This is- Dana
Scully’s apartment?” The child stares up at him, imitating his blinking. The
child, he can’t deny, looks eearily like Scully herself; red hair, but unruly,
unbrushed, and big, blue, very curious eyes. His first thought is that he’s entered
an alternate reality where Dana Scully, his partner, is nothing but a child.
“Aunty Dana there is a
strange man here!” The small girl yells without taking her eyes off him. Of
course, Mulder thinks and smiles at the girl who remains skeptical, narrowing
her eyes. A Scully child, but not her; and definitely not hers. He tries to
chase the thought away quickly, but the child… why does this girl look so much
like Scully herself?
“Hannah, I told you
not to- Mulder? What are you doing here?”
“I…uhm, there was
something in this-“ He keeps staring at the child, who wears the same curious
expression as Scully, in just a few sizes smaller.
“Is this the man Uncle
Bill always complains about?” The girl, Hannah, asks, gazing up at Mulder.
“That sounds like me.”
Mulder smiles, but the girl remains wary.
“Mulder, this is my
niece Hannah,” Scully’s voice sounds like an endless sigh, “She is Charlie’s
daughter.” He expects her to give more details, but she doesn’t. Judging by her
look she is waiting for him to say his piece and leave her alone again.
“Hi, Hannah. Uhm, Scully
I was wondering if I could talk to you about this case but… I didn’t know your
brother was here.”
“He’s not,” Hannah
quickly interjects, “he and mommy are on a date. That’s why I get to stay with
aunt Dana. I like her a lot.” Mulder nods, fully understanding the child.
There’s no one else he’d rather spend time with either. That’s the whole reason
he’s here after all.
“What is a case, aunt
Dana? Can Mulder come in and play with us?” He does his best to look harmless
and puts on a pouty smile. Two against one is unfair, he realizes, but he’s
“All right, Mulder can
come in.” Scully, still in sighing mood, opens the door to let Mulder inside.
Apparently this is the sign for Hannah to completely claim him for herself. She
takes his hand and almost forcefully leads him over to the couch. There’s a
huge box of Legos next to Scully’s usually impeccable couch table. Mulder
admires the colorful, child made construct.
“Did you make this?”
Hannah nods proudly and grins, showing him a nice combination of baby teeth and
“It’s a space ship,”
she tells him and Mulder quickly glances at Scully, whose face is unreadable.
“Aunt Dana says aliens are gray. My daddy told me they’re green.”
“Oh, did she?” Mulder
can’t help the grin on his face just like Scully can’t hide the blush that
spreads on hers. “But she’s right, you know.”
“I want to go to space
when I’m big. Do you think I can? Aunt Dana says I can.”
“You know what? You
should always listen to what your aunt Dana tells you. She is really smart and
almost always right. And I’m absolutely certain you can go to space when you’re
big.” Hannah turns to look at Scully, a big fat grin on her face.
“Mulder, you wanted to
talk to me about a case?”
“But Mulder needs to
help me build the space ship!”
“I’m sure Mulder has
other plans, Hannah. Anyway, it’s almost time for bed.” The girl huffs loudly.
He considers telling Scully that he doesn’t have other plans; the case was just
an excuse to come here. What Mulder didn’t consider, though, is that unlike him
she might be busy on a Friday night. The thought of spending a weekend apart
from her seemed unbearable; they spent so many weekends together, not
necessarily by choice, while assigned to the x-files. Now he doesn’t remember
not to be around her all the time. But she didn’t tell him about her brother
visiting, or babysitting her niece. He wouldn’t have just shown up if she had
(or he would have thought of a better reason). So he figures it’s partly her
fault he’s here now.
voice is impatient as she points her finger towards the kitchen. He picks up
his file and follows her. “So what did you want to talk about? Why didn’t you
just call? Why couldn’t it have waited til Monday?”
“Uhm…” Mulder doesn’t
have an answer for any of her questions. Seeing Hannah has thrown him off;
seeing Scully with the girl who looks so much like her has made him forget
everything. Completely out of patience, Scully tears the file out of Mulder’s
“Mulder, you can’t be
serious. This is not an x-file. It’s not even a case!” She closes the file
forcefully and throws it on the table. “So why are you really here?”
“I- it is a case,
Scully. These teenagers-“
“Mulder, no. You could
have called me with this and it would have taken me two minutes to tell you
that this is nothing. Not to mention that we’re off the x-files. Yet you
decided to drive over here on a Friday night. Why?”
“Why didn’t you tell
me about your niece?” Scully’s eyebrows rise in surprise.
“I don’t see how this
is any of your business.“
“You didn’t tell
me your brother was in town.”
“Mulder, what I
do on weekends is my business. This doesn’t concern you and if there’s no
reason for you to be here…” She trails off suddenly, crossing her arms in
front of her and just stares at him.
“But why didn’t
you just tell me your brother was visiting? I wouldn’t have come here.” Of
course it’s a lie. Knowing her brother was here, the one who doesn’t know him
and maybe, just maybe, doesn’t hate him, might not have changed anything. He
still would have missed her. He wants to tell her exactly that – that he misses
her, that a weekend without her is insufferable – but he knows how she’ll react
if he does; she’ll roll her eyes, she’ll say his name in that particular way
and she’ll send him away. So he decides to stall and turn the tables around.
“Like I said,
Mulder, this is not about you. This is my life, my family. It doesn’t concern you.”
Her words shouldn’t hurt as much as they do. Yet, they tear right through him,
gnaw strongly at him. He sighs deeply and watches her like she watches him. At
least she hasn’t thrown him out yet.
voice chimes from the living room. “I need help on my space ship!”
“At least one
Scully woman still likes me.” Mulder’s attempt at humor falls short when
Scully’s face remains stoic.
“She doesn’t know
you very well.” Scully replies and that one really hurts.
“Am I allowed to
help her? Or do you want me to leave?” Her answer is clearly written on
her face; she wants him to leave. Mulder knows they need to talk about this;
whatever this is. Maybe part of him, at least unconsciously, wanted to come
here to clear the air between them. Scully has been edgy for a while now, at
least since their return from Antarctica. Their reassignment and Diana’s
presence, their undisclosed past, haven’t helped matters much. Though Mulder
isn’t sure either of these things is the reason for her distant behavior.
Scully makes a dismissive hand gesture, “You’ve got 20 minutes until bed
time.” There’s a remark on his tongue, but this time he swallows it, nods,
and joins little Hannah in the living room. The girl grins at him. Ten minutes
ago she didn’t even know him and now she’s reaching out her hands, grabbing for
him. If only he had that same effect on her aunt. Mulder sits down on the floor
next to Hannah and carefully touches the still unfinished space ship.
missing.” She tells him, slightly stumbling on her ’s’-sounds. “I
don’t know what.” Mulder pretends to examine the space ship closely,
making the girl giggle. He takes a few of the bricks and puts them in her hand.
Hannah watches him closely as he builds a small attachment on the roof of the rectangular
“What is it?”
Hannah leans over, her long hair falling all around her face. Mulder reaches
out and as the child turns to him, tucks a strand of hair behind her ear.
entrance,” he explains, “You have to have someone fly the space ship,
right?” Hannah nods happily. “See? That’s how your pilot can get
alien.” Hannah reminds him.
alien.” Mulder agrees with a smile.
Scully’s voice is gentle and as Mulder lifts his head, sees her soft
expression, he can’t help but wonder how long she’s been standing there.
“Come on, you’ve got to get ready for bed.”
“The space ship
will still be there tomorrow.” Hannah hesitates, her small hand still
holding a few bricks.
“And Mulder? Will
Mulder still be here tomorrow?”
now,” Scully urges her on and reaches out her hand. This time Hannah does
as she’s told and follows along the hall, “You can say goodbye once you’re
in your pajamas.”
Mulder gets up from
the floor, his knees protesting quietly, and sits on the couch. They must have
left the bathroom door open because he can hear them in there. Hannah is
telling Scully all about space and the moon, aliens and monsters and Mulder has
Mulder,” the girl says loudly; Mulder doubts that she’s aware he can hear
them out here, “Why doesn’t uncle Bill like him?”
“They didn’t meet
under the best circumstances. You’re not done brushing your teeth yet,
“I’ll tell uncle
Bill how great Mulder is at building space ships. He must like him then! You
like him, right?” Mulder strains his ears; he knows he shouldn’t eavesdrop
and he knows that Scully most likely won’t tell her niece what an asshole he
is. At least he hopes she won’t. There’s plenty of time for that in the future.
Once he’s out of Scully’s life, just a bleak memory, and when Hannah asks about
him as a teenager – if she remembers him at all – she can tell him then. How he
let her down and how he lets everyone down he loves. As long as she doesn’t do
it now when Hannah still likes him, when she thinks he’s good at playing Legos.
“Aunty Dana? You like
him, don’t you?”
“Yes, honey. I do
like Mulder. I like him a lot.” Mulder wonders how much of that is true
when he hears tiny feet running down the hall. Hannah jumps onto the couch and
right into his side.
careful.” He starts tickling her and she screams in delight.
Mulder!” He lets go of her then, but she remains cuddled to his side,
leaning against him.
goodnight, Hannah. He needs to go home, too.” The girl turns to him with
an earnest expression.
“Is it almost
past your bedtime, too?” She asks him and he nods solemnly.
“I hate bed
time.” Hannah lets him know in a loud whisper.
“Me too.” He
admits, quickly glancing up at Scully. “But you should listen to your aunt
Dana. Remember what I told you earlier?”
“Exactly. So you
better do as she says and go to bed.”
eyes fill with tears, “Can Mulder come back tomorrow?”
might have plans tomorrow.” Scully sighs and Mulder turns to look at her.
He went to Antarctica for her; if she thinks he’s backing down when it comes to
babysitting her adorable niece, they really need to have a talk.
“I’m still here
tomorrow,” Hannah tells him excitedly, “Please don’t have plans
what,” Mulder leans closer to the little girl, “I promise I’ll talk
to your aunt Dana about this if you go to bed now.” Hannah thinks it over
for a moment, then nods, and wanders off. Scully stares after her, amazement apparent
on her face. Mulder can’t help his smug grin.
“Well, my work
here is done,” he says, getting up from the couch, “I better leave.
You can tell Hannah whatever you like. Tell her…,” how much I hate this,
he thinks, “tell her I do have plans. I’m sure you’ll come up with
something plausible. I’ll see you on Monday.”
He’s halfway to the
door when Scully stops him. “Mulder, wait.” He stops, but doesn’t
turn around just yet.
“Do you want to
spend the day with us tomorrow? Maybe not the whole day. I mean… however long
you want. If you want.”
you?” He’s facing her now and he wishes he could tell her how much he
wants this. To spend the day with her and her adorable nice. To just be around
her, talk to her, without fighting, without second-guessing each other. They don’t
need the x-files. At least not for this. He wants to be with her any way he is
allowed, any chance he gets.
“What about me?
I’ll be there too.”
“No, I mean… do
you want me to spend the day with you and Hannah?” His eyes plead with
hers to just say yes. This is his olive branch until he figures out to tell her
all the things he wants to say to her; until he figures out how to right
whatever went wrong between them these last couple of months. Scully is taking
her time answering and finally she sighs; a clear sign that she’s come to a
“I’d really like
it if you’d spend the day with us, Mulder. Hannah adores you.”
“And you like
me.” If only he knew how to keep his mouth shut sometimes. He smiles
sheepishly, basically admitting that he’s eavesdropped earlier. Scully’s
earlier discontentment with him seems to have evaporated, though, and he
receives a warm smile.
“And I like you.
How about you come over for breakfast? Then we’ll figure out what to do.”
“can i request something like reader has been bestfriends with jughead
forever, reader was there through jellybean and jughead’s mom leaving and every
other dramatic thing, and reader falls in love with him but sees that he’s with
A/N: Most definitely this is a song based fic, the
title is a song by Nevershoutnever called “I love you more than you will ever know.” From this point on
I’ll be writing all future fics in first person.
I had been friends with Jughead Jones for ten (10)
years, three (3) months and twenty-two (22) days.
We were in the same pre-school class together,
we’d shared lunch and talked about our favourite books.
Our friendship was strong, it was like diamond in
some circumstances; nothing could break us.
A little more than 500 words of pure, utter fluff, posted at @sky-girls‘s request. You might drown in how cheesy this actually turned out and all I can say is, I’m not really sorry.
I wrote this with a playlist in the background, but the idea (and title) are from this song.
Her hair. It fell on her shoulders in beautiful waves, framing
her face and highlighting her crystal clear green eyes. Looking too soft to not
make him long to touch it, he hoped she’d never wear it in a ponytail.
Sometimes, when a strand went loose, he gently brushed it back behind her ear
and he always wanted to do it again.
His mind. Like poison in his veins, she took control
over him. At some point, every cell carried thoughts of her. Dreams revolved
solely around Luna, especially the ones he had at daytime. Only with her by his
side did the storm inside calm down. Without her, though, concentrating on
anything turned into a new-found challenge. After some weeks, Gastón even ran
out of puns to make about it, which Matteo had never believed to be possible.
His eyes. Looking at her became a drug, giving him a rush
he couldn’t and didn’t want to escape. Whenever she entered the room, his gaze
drifted towards her. No matter how hard he tried to resist, he inevitably
turned towards her light. She was so bright, and so beautiful, he wanted to
look at her forever.
His ears. Her voice was his new favorite sound. He had a
message of her on his phone and he’d never delete it. When sleep didn’t come
because he got too lost in thinking about her, he listened to it until his eyes
fell shut. Hearing her laugh turned into a mission, just like singing with her
at every opportunity. It was never enough.
Her lips. Every day, hours passed by where these perfect
curves filled his head, along with the question how they’d feel. He wanted to
kiss her. Badly. Once in a while, he caught her biting her lip and it haunted
him. Her smile too. It also awakened him, like he had been blind before he got
to watch the corners of her mouth curl up.
His heart. She caused him cardiac arrhythmia, making his
heartbeat a mess: skipping beats, only to speed up when she smiled, clenching
and drowning in the love he felt. A smile threw him off already, or the way she
said his name.
Her touch. Intertwining his fingers with her – even if
only for skating – felt like a match made in heaven. Jolts of electricity leaped
all over him whenever her skin brushed his. And mostly they forgot about personal
space around each other, hugging, resting their hands on top of each other’s
and sitting next to each other, always too close.
His stomach. Matteo had never been aware of how alive the
human body was before he met his chica delivery. Just like his heart, the
sensations in his gut changed more often than the weather. Butterflies inside
turned into a huge knot when Simón hugged her a little too long or filled his
every vein when she greeted Matteo the same way.
His knees. When she smiled at him, they started shaking,
throwing him back in time to when he learned skating and every step felt
insecure and weak. But this time, he wasn’t afraid of falling anymore. Because
with her, he’d be safe.
he fell in love a little more, deeper and deeper until he couldn’t remember
life without her. Luna had enchanted him, body and soul. Matteo never wanted
her to stop.