i think i forgot someone but oh well i don't care anymore

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RFA + minor trio please~ I don't admit this very often, but I'm a pretty casual cusser, so their reactions the first time they hear MC curse? Thank you~!

omg i love that you’re using “the minor trio” it just struck me at like 2 am and i thought it was adorable way to refer to the “desperately needs a route” club

okay okay I love this request here we go this got a bit goofier than i intended but w/e


  • what
  • but
  • princesses don’t swear!!!!
  • (well THIS PRINCESS DOES BUDDY [or prince or royal or whatever term of endearment u prefer])
  • You will wear your crown of profanity and rule over your trash kingdom in peace okay
  • Honestly Zen thinks it’s pretty sexy
  • Like every part of you is cute!!!
  • But when you swear it’s like
  • He’s imagining you as a biker chick or something. SO TOUGH. SO COOL.
  • Sometimes he tickles you and you swear at him and he’s just so delighted
  • he can never take it seriously though
  • unless you’re really mad at him
  • then he takes it really seriously.
  • He swears with you sometimes when you’re watching exciting things on TV. (like sports. and emotional dramas. and high-tension cooking shows.)


  • this precious little chick could never swear when his mom was around
  • never
  • n e v e r
  • it is now this super guilty forbidden pleasure so when he hears you just casually go “Ugh, fuck this shit” he’s like
  • ????
  • ?????!?
  • ?????!?!?!?!????!?!?!?!?!?!!!!!!
  • why aren’t you whispering omg someone could hear you!!!!
  • You just look at him and you’re like
  • What?
  • dude we’re alone in the apartment
  • Okay so you have to teach this boy how to swear
  • he’s a denizen of the internet how has he not learned this shit by now
  • He says ‘crumbs’ instead of ‘crap’ and ‘darn’ instead of ‘damn’
  • Like holy heckeronni Yoosung UR SO CUTE
  • (one time he gets really drunk and says you have a “damn fine ass” and you’re LIKE OH MY GOD YOOSUNG WHERE DID THAT COME FROM)
  • (he’s quoting something he saw on TV lmao)

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...are you ready?

A/N | PSA: This is my absolute first attempt at writing something like this. So if it’s absolute shit please let a sister know and I will just stop. Like for real. IDK what I’m doing with my life. This is probably going to be the worst thing ever put out for the world to see. I apologize in advance.

You weren’t sure how you ended up here. But here you were, sitting at a Dallas game. Nothing could have prepared you for the onslaught of emotions that hit you.

Excitement. Because…hockey.
Anticipation. The Stars were playing the Maple Leafs, your hometown team.
Worry. Sadness. What would he say if, when he saw you.

You shouldn’t have come. Not when you so carelessly threw away what you had. No. You didn’t deserve to be here. And yet, here you were. Seven years later.

Seven years. Seven long years. Seven magical years.

He was drafted 2nd overall, and then, of course, traded to the Stars in 2013. He was living his dream and you, the masochist that you are, followed every second of his career. Really it only broke your heart more, but broken hearts are what you made you. Countless songs were written about the boy.

And sure, he probably couldn’t care any less about you or what you were doing with your life. But, and a small part of you truly enjoyed this, he couldn’t exactly ignore you either. You were everywhere.

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petty squabbles and accidental confessions

loosely (very loosely) based of this wonderful art by @itsokaylittlepuff (i hope it’s alright? i’ll delete this if not :D)

this took an unexpected turn wow


“he watches doctor who-”

obviously, he loves the tenth doctor the most-”

“he’s only saying that because he’s your favorite, really he likes the ninth-”

“well, he doesn’t take sugar in his coffee-”

“he doesn’t even like coffee, what are you talking about? all he drinks is ridiculously sweet mochas-”

“he loves chocolate biscuits-”

“he likes to dip them in his tea-”

baz walks in, and stops dead. his aunt and simon are practically nose to nose, shouting at each other.

about him, he thinks. it’s true, he does like chocolate biscuits, and he does only pretend to love the tenth doctor because fiona adores him. (simon was most certainly not supposed to tell her that.)

“fiona, stop it. simon-”

they ignore him, only getting louder.

“he used to have a stuffed bear!”

“he talks in his sleep, all the time-”

“there was a year long period where he’d only wear suits-”

“he listens to the sound of rain to fall asleep sometimes-”

“we had to buy special suit pajamas-”

“he smells of cedar and bergamot-”

“aleister crowley- both of you, shut up!”

they turn as one, fiona glaring and simon pouting.

“baz, she was challenging me-”

“he’s a brat, basil, why do you even stay with him-”

baz holds up a hand, cutting them off. “just… stop. please. what are you even trying to accomplish?”

“i know you better than her-”

“i know you better than him-”

they whip around and glare at each other. baz sighs. “you’re both being ridiculous. fiona, you’re supposed to be the adult here-”

“we’re all adults here,” she says huffily.

“the older adult, then- simon…” he pauses. “simon, you’re being childish.”

simon sticks his tongue out at baz, and grabs his hand. “well, anyways, i won.”

“there is no winning,” says baz in exasperation. “you both know me. congratulations. fiona, i’ve been roommates with him since i was eleven, and now we live together. simon, she’s my aunt.”

the silence remains stony, and baz throws up his hands. “i leave you for two seconds-”

“half an hour,” says simon in betrayed tones. “she spelled my feet to the ground once, you know that-”

“he tried to cut me in half once! when i was just visiting nat’s old office, he pulled out his bloody sword-”


baz scrubs his free hand through his hair. “fiona, why are you here?”

“why am i- because i wanted to see my favorite nephew, of course!” she looks innocently offended.

“liar,” simon mutters, and she breaks character to glare.

“don’t be a brat-”

“she came here to do the boyfriend talk,” interrupts simon. “you know, the whole ‘if you hurt him i’ll rip off your wings’ thing-”

“i’m fairly sure that’s not common procedure,” baz mutters, and simon shushes him with a hand.

“-and then we got into an argument because we kind of hate each other.”

“i’ve noticed,” says baz dryly. “fiona, it really isn’t your place to threaten my boyfriend.”

“of course it’s my place! what, you think your dad’s gonna do it?”

baz winces, squeezes simon’s hand tighter. “no. still.”

“basil, honestly- he doesn’t even know that your favorite color is red.”

baz clears his throat. “that’s, er, because it’s not. anymore.”

fiona blinks. “it’s been your favorite color since you were two-”

“yes,” he says, and he’s definitely blushing now, “but not anymore.”

there’s a sort of awkward silence.

“what is it now, then?”

“blue,” says baz, blushing harder than ever.

“why the fuck are you embarrassed- oh.”

simon bats his (very blue) eyes at her, and baz pushes him with his shoulder.

“you’re a sap,” fiona informs him, but she sounds resigned. “he has dragon wings, basil-”

“he thinks they’re cute,” simon says from behind him, impossibly smug.

“simon,” hisses baz, but doesn’t argue. fiona rolls her eyes.

“and i suppose you’re too stubborn to see sense-

“it’s not stubbornness,” simon pipes up stubbornly from behind him, but baz nods. she groans.

“why not someone-”

now baz does glare at her, and she laughs ruefully.

“right, yeah. of course. you’re in love.” fiona contemplates them both, shoving her messy hair back over her forehead. “fine, i can take a hint. i’ll go. just-” she freezes suspiciously, peering at their locked hands, and baz automatically pulls his free and tries to hide it behind his back. she strides forward, snatches it, and drops it the next second like it burned her. (it might have. sometimes he sparks when he gets overly nervous.) (not the best problem when you’re a vampire.)

“are you wearing a fucking engagement ring?” he doesn’t respond, and her eyes bulge. “jesus christ, basil, you are!” she sounds outrageously offended.

baz groans guiltily. “i was going to tell you-”

“you’ve only been dating for, like-”

“three years,” baz says dryly. “and we’ve known each other since we were eleven.”

“fuck, basil- fucking hell, you’re getting married? since when?”

“last night,” says simon proudly. she gestures in an obvious shut up motion.  

“last night,” confirms baz, and fiona seems to struggle with herself for a moment before embracing him.

“i cannot believe you’re getting married to a fucking normal. with dragon wings. i can’t believe you’re getting married- merlin, basil, how old are you? nineteen? twenty?”

“twenty two,” he says, long-sufferingly, and she stares at him blankly.

“twenty two? if you’re twenty two- oh, bloody hell, i’m old.”

“i’m getting married,” he reminds her, and she snaps back to the present.

“oh, fucking hell- you,” she says abruptly, staring and simon through narrowed eyes, “had better not-”

fiona, i can take care of myself.”

“tell that to the numpties,” she mutters. baz wrinkles his nose.

“low blow.”

“probably,” she admits, then sighs. “damn, i’m going to have to get used to you two. together.”

“yep,” simon says cheerfully, and grabs baz’s hand again.

“but not today. congratulations, i guess.” she backs towards the door. “be safe. don’t turn him.”

baz looks scandalized. “i’d never-”

the door slams shut behind her, and baz sighs. “did you really have to argue with her?”

simon squeezes his hand in response. “she was never gonna like me, baz.”

“yeah,” he agrees, turning around and smiling at him for the first time. “but i like you.”

“oh, wow,” says simon deadpan. “catch me while i swoon.” and then he half shrieks as baz dips him. “baz!”

“yes, darling?”

“you’re such a dork, honestly.”

baz kisses him. they break apart grinning, and he sets him back on his feet.

“i love you.”

“i love you too… oh, merlin, we’re getting married,” says simon, like the thought’s only just dawned on him. baz sighs.

“you were the one that proposed, love.”

simon grins, but it abruptly drops off his face. “we forgot to tell penny.”

they stare at each other, pale faced, for a long moment- and burst out laughing. simon clings to baz as support.

“oh, shit, she’s going to be so mad at us-”

“worse than fiona,” baz agrees, wiping his eyes. “i blame you, by the way- you’re the one that proposed in the first place.”

“you’re the one that what?” comes a shocked voice from the living room, and they don’t even turn to see penny’s incredulous expression. they just run.

We Don't Talk Anymore


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A/N: I think I may do one for each member. Oooohhhhh 😍😍😍😍 I also intended for this to be longer but, oh well… lol hope you guys like it. *still can’t stop listening to his cover. You go Jungcook 😂😂😂😂*


The thin fabric held between his fingers was the sole reason he was feeling the way he was. It was a scarf she must have left behind. It still smelled of her perfume. How long had it been stored in his closet with the rest of his junk? At least a month now. It was soft between his fingers as he admired the blue color that seemed to always match her skin tone. He hated this. He hated that he had to find that.

He hissed as he tossed the fabric across the room. Wherever it landed would be it’s resting place. He didn’t care. The thought of her swarming his mind restlessly. It had been at least a month, maybe more, since they’d spoken. He wondered what she was doing. Who… He hissed at his own thoughts. Cherishing the time alone, in a room separated from the rest of his hyungs. He needed the space from prying eyes and concerned questions.

A hand ruffled through his hair as he fell onto his bed. His face buried in his sheets for a moment. But as soon as his eyes closed he saw an image of her face. He had sworn he would be with her for years to come. That they would always be two halves of one whole. But things happened. Words were spoken and… they fell apart. The way things ended between the two made it seem like everything was just a joke between them.

He rolled over and sat up on his bed. His head fell into his hands. He wasn’t sure why all of a sudden he felt so helpless. He was sure he had been able to settle his thoughts. But with the way he was feeling, he was certain he never truly got over it. He wondered honestly what she was doing. How she was. He missed just talking to her.

He pulled out his phone and unlocked it. He still knew her social media. They even had some shared friends. Maybe he could see something. Maybe.. As he stared down at his phone, he looked through their friend’s posts. She was with someone else already? He locked his phone and set it down. Was he a joke to her? Was their whole relationship something she could get over so easily?

He grabbed his phone and stood up. He pulled a sweater out from his closet before leaving his room and slamming his bedroom door closed. “Hey what the hell?” Yoongi asked as he poked his out from his room. “Why the hell are you making so much noise Jungkook?” Yoongi clicked his tongue before shutting his door. Jungkook couldn’t care at the moment. He was too intent on getting to her apartment.

He left the dorm and walked down the familiar streets that would take him to her place. Thankfully it was dark enough that just pulling up the hood of his sweater would disguise him enough. He could remember walking down the same roads before. Just to see her after a long day of practice. Just to hear her voice say his name. To see her beautiful smile light up at the sight of him. He longed for the feeling of her arms around him.

He was screaming on the inside. How did everything end up that way? How did she move on and leave him behind feeling that way? Did she not even love him back? He was almost certain she felt something… Maybe he was wrong.

He stood in front of her apartment building. He would need to be let in… How would he do that without needing to tell her? He needed to think of something to say before even getting to her apartment… Thankfully someone walking out recognized him from when he used to frequent her apartment. He got in easily and ran up the stairs to her apartment.

He took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock on her door. But for some reason he felt paralyzed. His wrist wouldn’t allow him to knock. He was frozen in place. What if she was in there with that guy…? What would he do? He would crumble into nothing if he saw him in there with her. He snapped out of his trance and knocked on her door. After a moment he heard her soft footsteps and the lock to her door turning.

When she pulled the door open, her eyes widened before her cheeks flushed red. He felt his heart ache inside his chest knowing that he was the reason that she had red cheeks. In an instant he had walked inside, closed the door and pinned her against it. All in one quick motion his hands were beside her head and he felt his heart racing.

“How… How did you forget me? Tell me. Tell me now so I can forget you too…” He breathed as his hands became fists. He couldn’t look at her. His eyes were screwed shut and he felt his heart pounding faster.

“Forget you…? Is that what you think?” She asked quietly. Her voice void of emotion as she looked at him. He looked so torn apart. She wished he knew that she felt exactly how he looked. Broken apart. How could he ever think she forgot him?

“Who is he then? In those pictures? Don’t lie.” He hissed. It was true. She had gone on a couple of dates with another guy. But it was to try and get over Jungkook. It ended up being too hard so she stopped seeing him.

“He’s not you.” She sighed. He managed to open his eyes and stare into hers. His right hand left the door and tangled into her hair as he set his forehead against hers.
“Why did we ever stop?” He asked. Her hand found his wrist and gently caressed it with her thumb.

“I don’t remember…” She answered honestly. He brushed his nose against hers before ghosting his lips against hers. His left hand finally pulled away from the door and tangled in her hair as he pressed his lips to hers. Her eyes fell closed and his followed. It felt like ages before they broke apart.

“Don’t look at anyone else. Don’t think of anyone else. Only me.” He breathed.

“Only you.”

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Rucas one shot: Lucas does the unthinkable to Riley, but she moves on in the best way possible: by getting her dream job. 

a/n: this is a long one, and it’s probably PG, there’s like f bomb tho

It took her years to get over him, to get over how horrific their break up was. Riley felt like she cried for a year straight. Her first love, and at the time her only love, had broken her heart. He didn’t go off to pursue a new career, he didn’t move far away, he simply just didn’t love her anymore. He fell in love with someone else. She never thought Lucas would be capable of doing something like that to her. To allow himself to get so close with someone else while they were together. It was betrayal she’d never forget. 

She made it through the rest of college, and began working for her dream magazine company in New York. She always loved taking pictures, and became a photo journalist. Even if some of what she did was tabloid trash. She woke up every day feeling good about her life, and that was all that mattered. 

Every now and then Riley would see something about Lucas on Facebook. He wasn’t with that girl anymore. In fact, they didn’t last long at all. Probably about three months to be exact. He had fallen in love with a painter. She was short, blonde, and full of fire. She was unpredictable and loose cannon. She was new and exciting. He had been with Riley since the end of high school, and he said whatever passion that used to be between them, just wasn’t there anymore. Riley remembered seeing them getting into Facebook arguments all the time. Their views just didn’t match up. Hers and Lucas’ didn’t all the time either, but they usually agreed to disagree. But this girl, Maya, needed to make an argument out of everything, and eventually they called it quits. Riley had dated a few guys after Lucas, but nothing really stuck. She made her career her life, and it made her more happy than any guy ever could.


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Happily Ever After?

Request by Anon: do you think you can do another song imagine that’s liamxreader based off of i hate u, i love u by gnash ft olivia o'brien? (you can change the person if you want) but if you can’t do it then it’s perfectly fine! thank you so much!!

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 A/N: I like getting requests for songs I’ve never heard of before! It’s amazing. Listen to it here.

Originally posted by phoebetonkins

(Y/N)’s POV

“Where did you say we were going tonight babe?”, Hayden smiled as Liam wrapped his arm around her waist

“Well I’m taking you to see that movie you’ve been talking about so much”

“Before You!?”

Liam stared at her lovingly, a smile making its way across his face, “I want you to have a good time tonight. We can do whatever you want”

Hayden leaned in, ghosting over his ear, “Then you. We have all night once this rehearsal dinner is over”

I let out a long awaited exasperated sigh, “You know I can hear everything you’re saying so what’s the point of whispering?”

Liam groaned and put some distance between his fiance.

“Are you jealous?”, Hayden said playfully, “You want to marry someone like Liam, don’t you? Someone who always looks out for you and loves you unconditionally, but I forgot you don’t do relationships”

Her laugh echoed in my head. My hands gripped the seat of the table as hard as I could. I knew Hayden was my friend and only teasing me. Her words had so much truth in them and that hurt the most, with the exception that it was Liam that I wanted not someone like him. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became.

“Nope. It’s a waste of time”, I said repeating the words he said to me before I found out about Hayden

Liam forced himself to pull his eyes away from me. My heart was beating out of control as I gripped the armrests of my chair a little tighter. I could feel my fangs protruding past my lips and my claws taking the place of my finger nails. I looked away, knowing my eyes had changed as well.

“(Y/N)”, Scott said calmly as he sat next to me to keep my features hidden from everyone, “I have to talk to you about something. It’s pretty important”

I put my hands under my arms and practically ran out the restaurant. We walked the street in a comfortable silence until my claws and fangs disappeared. He walked behind me and slipped his jacket over my shoulders.

“You can give it back when you’re ready”, he smiled at me. It wasn’t the same smile as if we were joking around, there was so much sadness etched in his face

“I have a feeling you might need it when things get out of control again. How have you been lately?”

“Oh I’ve been great considering I’m in my twenties and can’t control my shifts around certain people. I also get to watch my friend fall for the guy I–”

The feeling was far too overwhelming. Liam and I used to be best friends until we slowly started falling for each other. It was new to both of us and it scared us. Instead of jumping into a relationship, we stayed friends. He never dated anyone else and neither did I. It was strange, yet it worked for us.

A few years ago, I ran into Hayden who was new to the area and I promised to show her around campus. After that we were inseparable, but little did I know that when we weren’t together, she was spending her time with Liam.

She never knew that the two of us had feelings for each other, but then again it didn’t matter because Liam never told her when she showed an interest in him and he certainly never said a word when I found them kissing at Sinema.

‘It’s not like we’re actually in a relationship (Y/N). I told you they’re a waste of time’, he almost yelled as he kept up with my pace

‘So that’s it? We just leave things the way they are now. I forget about what we were and you get to have Hayden?’, I growled

‘We weren’t anything so why does it matter?’

The second the words fell out his mouth, I knew he regretted them.

‘I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it. I swear’

‘Go after her Liam. I can’t make you stay’, I said as I stormed out of the club

I didn’t hang around either of them much after that. Slowly, but surely I started hanging around the pack, even with Liam there because I wouldn’t turn my back on my family even if Liam broke my heart.

“It’ll be okay (Y/N). I used to think I would never move on from Allison, but things always turn out differently than you expect. It takes time no matter how angry you are at him”, he said as he sat down next to me

“That’s the thing Scott, I’m not mad at him anymore. I’m mad at myself because…I still love him. I haven’t stopped and that’s what hurts the most because he stopped loving me”

“How do you know that?”

“He told me”

“He did what?”. Scott replied

“A few months after I found out, I started hanging around everyone again, we had a talk and that’s when he told me that he stopped loving me because Hayden was the girl of his dreams. I pretended to be fine with it. I just never expected him to move on so quickly, it’s like he never cared for me at all. None of us even told Hayden about it”, I groaned as I played with the sleeves of his jacket

“I never knew he said all of that with the way he acts when she isn’t around him”, he mumbled

“Please don’t tell me he’s cheating on her”

Hayden was still a friend and I would kill him with my bare hands if he was.

“No, not at all. Whenever we all go out and she doesn’t come with us, you never notice the way he looks at you? He starts to smile when he thinks we aren’t looking, but I’ve noticed his heartbeat changing and the chemosignals it’s strange how you could never tell”

“I didn’t think it was because of me. I always thought he was thinking of her. Why are you telling me this anyway? He’s getting married in a few days”, I scoffed

I looked at all the couples passing by and it made me sick. I didn’t want what happened between us to make me bitter, but it all happened over time. I pretended to be alright with it for so long that I forgot how much it really hurts seeing them together. Tonight nearly pushed me over the edge.

“I can’t sit around and watch you go on like this. He knows you feel this way, everyone knows you feel this way because you wreak of heartache and well…Stiles and Lydia can just tell. Liam was never over you and it isn’t fair that he parades around like he is knowing that it’s hurting you. You don't’ deserve it”, he explained

Ever since I moved in with Scott and Melissa in high school, he always looked out for me. Before Liam, he always freaked when I told him I was interested in someone because according to him no one was ever good enough. He was the brother I never had.

The hairs on my neck stood up when I noticed another heartbeat behind us followed by the sound of someone falling over. Scott and I jumped up and turned around to see Liam flat on his face. He looked up at us as his entire face turned red.

“(Y/N), can we talk?”

Liam’s POV

I knew something was up the second Scott left with (Y/N). She almost shifted in front of all us. When we first began learning to control our shifts, she mastered it way before I did. Things were different then. She used me as her anchor and I had her as mine.

After they left, I told Hayden I wanted to check on (Y/N) and walked out. It didn’t take long to follow their scent. I kept my distance as I watched them. She was angry, but mainly distraught. It wasn’t my intention to intrude until I heard her say, “… I’m mad at myself because…I still love him”

I always thought she moved on. After I told her I was with Hayden, she told me she was fine. She always said she didn’t want to be in a relationship, I just never figured it was because of me. I made a big mistake that I knew couldn’t be fixed. (Y/N) didn’t speak to me for a year after I started dating Hayden and that’s when I realized how much I truly loved her. I was terrified of everyone finding out so I paraded around like an idiot pretending to be the perfect boyfriend. Part of me thought that eventually I would believe my feelings for Hayden were real. I left (Y/N) for her and I felt like a fool when I realized she wasn’t the one for me.

It hurt every time I saw her, knowing I was slowly killing her. Now I was making it worse. We had something special and I ruined it. I knew who I wanted to be with and I went years without letting her know.

I missed seeing her smile and holding her in my arms. She was mine and I was always going to be hers.

I had to make things right between us or it would be too late. Just when I took a step to make my way over to them, I tripped and fell on my face.

I looked up and met her cold eyes, something I have come accustomed to.

“(Y/N), can we talk?”

“About your wedding?”, she sneered

My heart was racing. Nothing I ever did was well thought out. Scott looked at me, waiting for a response. He was rooting for me to make the right decision. It would be a disaster if I married Hayden knowing that I loved (Y/N). It would be the ultimate challenge trying to win her back.

“No. About us”

“There is no us. We weren’t anything so why does it matter?”, she repeated my words to a tee

“It was something (Y/N). You were everything to me. I–”

“You’ve got to be kidding me!? If it was something then why was it so easy for you to forget about it? Why did you tell me you didn’t love me anymore?”, she nearly yelled as tears reached the brim of her eyes

“I thought I knew what I wanted and I was so wrong. I knew I made a mistake, but I didn’t think it could be fixed. I think about you all the time. The truth is I’ve always loved you”

“I hate you”, she said as the tears spilled over, “I hate you so much”

“Don’t lie to me (Y/N). Your heart skips a beat whenever you say it. You still love me too”

“I’ve watched you watch you for years like she’s the only girl you’ve ever seen. You don’t care, you never did. You don’t give a damn about me Liam”

I stepped closer and she moved away.

“If I treated you the same way you treated me, you would understand why it hurts so much. So you say you made a mistake, but you waited so long to fix it that I don’t think I could ever be with you again. It doesn’t matter how much I love you”, she continued

Tears began to burn my eyes. Deep down I knew I deserved every bit of this. I had it coming. I stepped towards her again, but this time she stayed. Her back was against the wall and her breath hitched.

“Too much had happened for this to work out”, she said quietly

There was so much pain etched on her face. She looked like she was torn between what to she needed to do. I wanted to be the one to fix it, yet I felt like I would only make it worse.

“I know that now. I don’t think I ever will stop loving you. I fell for my best friend and that can’t be changed”

She stared at me as if she was waiting for me to do something. This would be the last time. The look in her eyes told me everything I needed to know. My lips melted onto hers as my hands made their way to her waist. She kissed back. It was desperate and passionate. We stayed that way until our lungs couldn’t take it anymore.

She placed her hand on my face and gave a small smile that didn’t reach her eyes, “Goodbye Liam”

“Goodbye (Y/N)”, I managed to choke out as I watched her disappear down the street

When I finally turned around I came face to face with my fiance staring angrily at me while the rest our guests watched in shock.

anonymous asked:

Can we get a session scene between Dr. Quinzel and the joker?

Today, I’m going to be strong. Mr. J will not rattle me today. Today, I’m the doctor and he’s the patient; like it’s supposed to be. Harleen held her chin up high as she walked through Arkham to the therapy room, her pep talk echoing through her mind. She held Joker’s extensive binder close to her chest and walked with determination- with what she hoped was a game face on. However, her words became muddied and incoherent as she came closer and closer, when the room was in sight she took deep breaths trying to calm her hammering heart. Mr. J’s games will not bother me today. Mr. J’s games will- She reached the door.

Before she opened it, she straightened her clothes out and slipped a mint into her mouth. She took one last gulp of air, smiled at the guards, and unlatched the door.

“Oh!” Harleen jumped as she realized there was already someone in the room. “Good afternoon, Mr. J.” She smiled, running a hand through her hair.

Mr. J smiled, “You’re late.” Harleen tripped over her shoes at that smile.

“Am I? Or are you just early?” She glanced at the watch on her wrist. “I am. Two minutes late.”

Joker grinned, “Unacceptable.”

“Well I hope you don’t turn me in,” She giggled, making her way to the table and sat down across from him. Placing his file before her. “How are you feeling, Mr. J?”

“Fantastic,” He purred, eyes watching her every move, “Better than I was those two minutes I was sat here alone. How are you, my harlequin?”

“I’m—“ Harleen stopped fiddling with the folder and glanced up at him. That glance quickly became staring as his dangerous beauty struck her again. His eyes were bright, crazed and unblinking as they watched her. His smile was large, joyous as he waited for her answer. Harleen heart hammered, the nerves rising in her throat she tried to swallow them down and answer him. Had he gotten even more handsome? Surely that wasn’t possible.

“I’m ready to get started.” Her voice shook slightly, she hoped he couldn’t hear it. But by the slight twinge of humor added to his eyes she could see that he had.

So they started, Harleen began with asking what he saw in inkblots which quickly turned into him asking her what she saw in the inkblots. Then she did word association which ended up as him asking what she thought the words meant to her. After that, he told her a story about how he captured Batman by making him slip on grape soda. Harleen laughed until tears ran down her cheeks at that.

Productive day.

“Oh, I almost forgot!” Harleen looked through her papers until she found the right one, “Last time you asked how many guards were on staff? I asked around, counted a bit myself, and the consensus is one-hundred working at one time. However, it does get up to about one-hundred-fifty at nights.”

Excellent,” Joker sighed, rolling his head around his shoulders as he took that information in. “Good girl.”

“Two minutes.” The guard knocked on the door like breaking glass. Disappointment flooded into Harleen’s heart and she dipped her head, starting to clean up the table.

“Doctor,” Joker’s voice purred breaking through her disappointment, “I have one more request of you.”

“What is it, Mr. J?” She looked up at him. Then she realized that she didn’t care if he asked for a hundred requests, she would break herself to make him happy.

In a response, Mr. J puckered his lips and closed his eyes. Smiling, Harleen was rising out of her seat and leaning over the desk before she could think twice.

“I don’t want to see anymore sadness,” Mr. J locked eyes with her before their lips made contact, “We’ll be together again tomorrow. 2 o’clock.”

Harleen nodded staring at his lips as she leant closer.

“Right, doctor?” He backed away, “No more sadness or you won’t be my little helper.”

She nodded again with more certainty, “Right.”

“Good girl.” He said again, smiled, and leant into her. Harleen made the final move and finally their lips touched.

This wasn’t their first kiss, but it had the same effect on Harleen that they all did. Her lips would burn, she would open her mouth and beg him for more. Joker’s mouth was never still he kept turning his head, the second she thought he’d be still he would turn again and force her to catch up with him. She gladly would. However, she was always so struck but how tender his lips were. The man with the scared face and brutal way of looking at the world, kissed her softly.  

Just as Harleen tried to grab his face to bring him closer, he pulled away.

“That’s enough for today.” He smiled, face moving back and forth like a metronome, “I have to leave something for tomorrow.”

She blushed.

Harleen closed her office door. Her shaking knees finally giving out as she fell against it, exasperated. She dropped Joker’s folder to the floor and tore off her lab coat, body sweating. Waving a hand against her face like a fan, she tried to control her breathing. 

She wanted to touch his face, his chest, his beating heart. She had only been gone a few minutes and she already wanted to run back to him. She missed his warmth, his smile, his laugh. His lips on hers. 

A seductive voice reached her ear, go to him.

How did he make her feel this way? How could she still feel his effect on her when they were so far away? Why did she continuously want to kiss him?  Murderer, murderer, murderer she chanted in her mind trying to calm her body. But the words were nothing to her, they might as well been from a different language. Harleen clutched her heart and realized something she knew for a long time. She didn’t care if he was in a straight jacket, she didn’t care that he was her patient, she didn’t even care that he had committed hundreds of crimes All that mattered to her now was his smile and his lips and oh, god his beautiful face lighting up when would hear an answer he liked.

She had fallen in love.

Thanks for reading! 💕

Prompt requests are closed.

She Don't Like The Lights - Chapter 1

A/N: So, this is just a little something I’ve been thinking of doing for a day and it’s finally come to light. The main character will be you, the reader, because why not? Hope you enjoy! 

Word Count: 1,606 


Everything seemed to happen so quick. Justin’s rise to stardom seemed to have been thrown at him as if he were a dog, and being famous was the bone. I didn’t mind it of course, because I was supposed to be the supportive girlfriend. Justin went from the ideal boyfriend to someone completely different. But, let’s not move too fast now.

I was currently enrolled at UCLA, majoring in Science because I always had a thing for science and everything in it. Justin wasn’t just your regular, typical guy. He wanted to do something with his life and that was pursuing in music. Did I agree with it? No. But, I did support him. If that’s what he wants to do then, so be it.

I knew what the music industry was like because an old friend of mine was in it and things didn’t end well for them. I didn’t want the same to happen to Justin. I could never forgive myself if Justin got hurt, I wanted the best for him. 

The lecture my professor was giving was driving me insane. He was dragging on and on about Shakespeare and his many works. I could honestly care less because I’m not majoring in British Literature. The only thing that really made this class bearable was that Justin was in here. 

Uploading covers on the Internet wasn’t going to pay your bills, getting an education would. Occasionally, Justin would send me a goofy look and I would have to try my best from laughing. I’m sure everyone else could see the faces he was making but, he didn’t care. I looked back over at the blackboard and noticed the never ending notes. When did these even get here? I quickly jotted down what I could until my teacher erased everything, leaving the bare board. 

“Alright class, so I’m going to be assigning you all with a project on Shakespeare.” My professor began, “I want you all to pick your favorite work by him and give a presentation about it. If you want, you may work with a partner.” My teacher needn’t say anymore. 

Justin and I gave each other the ’we-are-working-together’ look. The bell rang, marking the end of the class. I gathered my things and left the classroom. Justin caught up with me in the crowded halls, throwing his arm over my shoulder. “Nelson really knows how to grind my gears. He’s really going to assign a project before the weekend?” Justin questioned. 

“What did you think this was? High school?” I raised an eyebrow, looking up at him. He didn’t answer. “We’re going to have to get used to this life. We have to deal with this for the next 3 years or maybe even more.“ 

“Maybe not. If my music career takes off then, we can leave UCLA in the dust.” Justin replied. What did he mean by ‘we’? There was no we, there was maybe him but, not the two of us. 

“Yeah, alright.” I rolled my eyes. I wasn’t mad about him wanting to do something good with his life, I wanted the best for him. We walked side by side to the library, where we could begin our project. We picked a table far away from the rest and began working on Shakespeare. “So, Justin I was thinking that maybe we could do something on Romeo and Juliet maybe? I mean it’s easy so—are you even listening to me?” I glared at him annoyed. 

“Of course I’m listening, Y/N. I’m just looking at specific topics to actually write about.” He responded, not taking his eye off the laptop even once. 

“Justin, I can clearly see in the reflection of your glasses that you are not looking at topics that even pertain to this assignment,” I scoffed. “Why are you worried about what people are saying about you on YouTube? Are your viewers going to pay our bills?" 

"I haven’t looked at it all day babe, cut me some slack,” Justin whined. “I promise, after I’m done with this we can do all the Shakespeare you want.” I nodded my head, not acknowledging what he said. I began actually looking for the topics that we could do. I was too busy typing up a storm to realize a group of girls who stood around the table. 

They were clearly here for Justin. “Hey, you’re Justin Bieber, right? The one who uploads the covers on YouTube?” One of the girls spoke. I knew that voice anywhere and I knew it was Veronica Smith. She always had a thing for Justin for as long as I can remember. 

“I am him.” He replied, smiling up at her. “Can I help you with something?" 

"Well, not really. I couldn’t help but, notice how well you sing. You have the voice of an angel!” She continued, sending Justin a toothy grin. 

“Gee, thanks. Means a lot.” He said, nodding his head. “Well, ladies it’s been nice and all but, I have to get back to my work. See you guys later." 

"Oh! I almost forgot!” She was so close to leaving, why couldn’t she just forget? “Me and a few girls are having a party tonight. It’d be cool if you could be the main entertainment." 

"Oh, that’s quite the offer but, we-" 

"Sure I’ll do it! Let me know the time and address.” Justin had cut me off before I could finish what I had to say. “Great. I’ll send you the details and hope to see you soon. See you Justin.” Veronica turned on her heels, her posse followed closely behind her. I then turned my attention back to Justin and I was in complete disbelief. 

“Really Justin? We have a project to do and it’s due Monday, and you want to go out and party?” I yelled at him which resulted in me getting a few ‘shushes’ from the other people in the library. 

“It’s not partying, it’s just entertaining. You could use some color in your cheeks.” Justin suggested. I didn’t need anything except getting this damn project done. 

“I’m not going anywhere tonight. You can go out and have fun. And you know what? You can even get wasted and sleep with some random girl for as much as I care. You do you, and I’ll do me.” I hated having to guilt trip Justin but, it’s the only way he’d listen to me. 

Justin closed his laptop and got up from where he sat. “Why you never like having fun is beyond me but, I’ll see you later Y/N.” I watched as he too walked out the library. Maybe now I’d get some time alone to finish everything.

[Requested] Yuu and Tomori's Love Life Abridged - The Thrilling Saga [updated]
  • Nao: Welcome to the academy!
  • Yuu: fuck this place
  • Nao: oh why you wanna end up like my bro?
  • Yuu: wut
  • Nao: I lost my brother, but thanks to that one person I can trust, I was able to escape that school environment...
  • Yuu: that's sad
  • *an episode later*
  • Yuu: good god
  • *shit goes down*
  • Yuu: you know you are kinda pretty
  • *another episode later*
  • Nao: Let's go camping!
  • Yuu: fuckin christ this student council is whack af
  • *goes out shopping*
  • Yuu and Nao: *argues about groceries*
  • Yusa: oh my god those two are so in sync!
  • Takajo: They should go out!
  • Yusa: nah they ain't dating
  • Takajo: awwwwww
  • Yuu: aw fuck ayumi is sick
  • Nao: She also has the "collapse" ability whatever that is. We should probably take care of her
  • Yuu: idk
  • Ayumi: ARE YOU TWO DATING????
  • Nao and Yuu: fuck off
  • Ayumi: *dies*
  • Yuu: *hides himself in his room*
  • Nao: Oh god, he lost his little sister. That's pretty understandable.
  • Yuu: *runs away from home*
  • Nao: He probably wants to be alone, I mean, I can't blame him...
  • Yuu: *does nothing but eat pizza and watch anime*
  • Nao: Maybe he'll cheer up if he does something that he enjoys???
  • Yuu: *gets addicted to a violent video game and releases maniac laughter*
  • Nao: It was someone close to him but-
  • Yuu: *starts picking fights with everyone who crosses his path*
  • Nao: oh dear...
  • Yuu: *snorts crack cocaine*
  • *kicks the shit out of Yuu*
  • Nao: I was watching you this whole time! Get your ass out of the grass, and come with me. I wanna make you something.
  • Yuu: dammit
  • Nao: Just one bite, and then I swear we'll have nothing to do with each other anymore
  • Yuu: fine
  • Nao: *makes him rice cake*
  • Nao: Ayumi probably did this because she wanted to be your mom when she wasn't around anymore. Look at this *points to book*
  • Yuu: How did you get my mom's-
  • Nao: She probably saw this as your favorite meal and wanted to make it for you
  • Yuu: *gobbles it up*
  • Nao: it's good ain't it
  • Nao: Feeling better? :3
  • Yuu: what the fuck you said you wanted nothing to do with me after this
  • Nao: after one bite, you ate the whole thing, and i watched thinking "Wow, you must really want something to do with me!"
  • Yuu: ... please go fuck yourself
  • Nao: come back, k?
  • Yuu: k
  • *an episode later*
  • Nao: who wants to go to the Zhiend concert with me?
  • Yusa and Takajo: you should go yuu!
  • Yuu: Why me?!
  • Yusa and Takajo: dude literally everyone here ships you and tomori and if you don't fuckin go out with her you'll be sorry
  • Yuu: FINE
  • Yuu: *meets Sara Shane*
  • Sara: you love that tomori bitch don't you
  • *the next day*
  • Nao: i don't want anyone thinking we're dating please put the phone case back
  • Yuu: fuck
  • Nao: here hold my hand i don't wanna be bored
  • Yuu: oh well what do you know maybe she likes me
  • *shit goes down with memories*
  • Nao: you collapsed
  • Nao: oh sorry forgot
  • Yuu: da fuck happened
  • Kuagami: right this way
  • Yuu: r... r u fuckin kidding me rn
  • *mmm whatcha say*
  • Shunsuke: so I timeleaped and shit so there you have it
  • Yuu: can dis bitch pls stop
  • *saves Ayumi*
  • *an episode later*
  • Yuu: hey so all this crazy shit happened in another world would you believe me if i told you that i'm from the future?
  • Nao: ya probably
  • Yuu: Thank you for everything!
  • Nao: the fuck you talkin about
  • Yuu: Well, in a different world, you did cool stuff
  • Nao: well, thanks i guess...
  • Nao: *gets kidnapped*
  • Kumagami: *dies*
  • *an episode later*
  • Everyone: ya she good
  • *visits Tomori*
  • Nao: well i have this crazy idea but idk if it will work. It would be a feat of strength though
  • Yuu: What is it?
  • Nao: You see... if you loot everyone's ability all around the world and then took the anti-power vaccine... that would save everyone
  • Yuu: ...
  • Nao: See, I told you it was craz-
  • Yuu: IMMA DO IT
  • Nao: lol wut
  • Nao: bruh you don't even have a motive...
  • Yuu: ya i do
  • Nao: what then?
  • Yuu: i love you
  • Nao: *looks into the camera like she's in The Office*
  • Yuu: What?
  • Nao: I came to have a good time and I'm honestly feeling so attacked right now
  • Yuu: bitch why the fuck do you say that
  • Nao: our compatibility is absolutely the worst we would never be a good couple
  • Nao: Fine. Save the world, and we'll fuck. Sound good?
  • Nao: ur really desperate for my pussy aren't you?
  • Nao: fine then
  • Yuu: *leaves*
  • Nao: lmao hes fuckin dead
I just realized something...

I’m so fired up! It’s time to make a theory!

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° ) …..
Okay, let’s get started!

N°1 thing to KNOW:

There is a HUGE progression between episode 3 and 6.
First of all, I’m sure you saw the moment where Yuuri lacked his confident at the beginning of anime. Viktor’s job is to give a confident to Yuuri (it mentioned in episode 2).

Some scenes of episode 3:

Yuuri was kinda shy, he was too nervous when Viktor was here.

Viktor wasn’t surprised.

He knew that Yuuri’s Eros is Pork Cutlet bowls. That was why he said it to make Yuuri become ‘strong’ but he didn’t know yet what is love.

As you see, Viktor was cheering up Yuuri (just like a student-coach relationship).

But, something has changed in episode 6 :

It’s clearly that he wants Viktor. He would be SO pissed off if Viktor is taken away from someone. He even doesn’t care if the whole world hate him. He isn’t interested in women anymore since Yuuko is married.

Viktor starts to see him something off but yet he still doesn’t know Yuuri loves him. He tries to guess hardly what is Yuuri’s true Eros.

Remember these scenes?

Viktor’s eyes look like more dark without aurora (even if it’s a shadow). He asked him to show him his Eros, as if he dared him to do it.
So he did! (Let’s say thanks to these pictures, Yuuri becomes more confident!)

Viktor tells him to not think about Pork Cutlet Bowls & women.

Viktor was surprised when Yuuri gets what Viktor told him. Yuuri will seduce him PICTURING himself (not Pork Cutlet Bowls & women). The real seducive that will make Viktor fall in love.

These moments are importants: Yuuri licks his tongue to seduce, then turns to look at Viktor.
Viktor’s eye shows vivid-colors that shines than usual. It brightes more than in episode 3.

He proved it.

Viktor looks so happy that he could hug Yuuri again. But, I bet he forgets what did he tell to Yuuri in episode 3.

Love wins. What does it exactly means…?

It is thanks to Viktor. Yuuri has some feelings he never had. He never had any girlfriend. He doesn’t know what love is. Now, he feels something like ‘love’ towards to Viktor so he showed his “half true” Eros.

N°2 thing to KNOW:

As we were informed that YOI has total 12 episodes. It’s a number divided by 3. (4 * 3 = 12)
Why 4? Because 3, 6, 9, 12. That is where Viktor’s and Yuuri’s REAL relationships begin from episode 3.
If you count the episodes, the “real Viktuuri” scenes appear EVERY 3 episodes and that proves Viktor’s and Yuuri’s relationships, which are in progress, have improved a LOT during the rest of episodes.

I made a little preview to be more clearly:

Therebefore, Yuuri becomes more confident and, since the episode 6, he starts to make sure that no one takes Viktor away from his student, even if he had to be hated by the whole world!
I’m excited to see what will happen in whole episode, mainly episode 9 and 12!

N°3 thing to KNOW (the result) :

We might have a chance that Yuuri will show his FULL and TRUE Eros to Viktor in between episode 9 - 12.

Once Yuuri finds his true self after finished his performance in The Grand Prix Finals, Viktor is still happy for his student BUT he prevents that he will go back to Russia. There is a thing that I’m more sure than anything is that Yuuri takes Viktor’s hand and tells him that he doesn’t want him to leave. Yuuri looks a way more than sexy that makes him want to rest (I mean his appreance, compared to the first episode!), Viktor is really surprised how Yuuri has changed so much. There is a soft kiss between them and the time stops while they kiss. The flashback appears from the beginning to end. The time reverses in the day where they met, they had a lot of fun, coaching etc. In the end the narrator speaks “He was a genius who never fails to surprise me.” — as if it were Viktor’s thought, it is Yuuri who never fails to surprise him since his first coach with Yuuri.
The scene cuts in black… the end. (I don’t know if there will be a marriage, but, to be honest it would be awesome to see them getting married!)

That is what Eros/Love made in this anime:

  • Yuuri is inspired by Viktor,
  • Yuuri fells in love (in the meaning of platonic, not romantic) with Viktor by imagining “Pork Cutlet bowls”,
  • Yuuri makes his effort to find his true Eros, but it takes too long for him to realize,
  • Viktor helps him to find what is the meaning of Eros,
    coming soon…

*     *     *     *     *

If my theory is correct, that means in episode 9 will be something extra (like a peck/kiss?) before Viktor sends Yuuri off to skate.
For example:

Viktor’s and Yuuri’s hands are held firmly, their looks reunited.
“If you dare to look at someone else, I’ll make you mine.”
Yuuri approaches and gives a small kiss on Viktor’s soft lips, that is the best way to keep Viktor on his mind, then he goes off to skate.

Viktor is speechless. His mind has gone blank and his heart is racing fast than he would imagine. He is reddening.

As the same for the last episode,

Before Yuuri starts his performance at The Grand Prix Finals, Viktor holds slighty Yuuri’s hands and the way Viktor looks at Yuuri is more romantically than before.
“I hope you won’t mess the performance. This is the most important evenement.” - Viktor is worried for Yuuri’s situation.
Yuuri puts his soft hand on Viktor’s back neck, forcing to Viktor approach him, “I promise I will not.” - he whispers and kisses on Viktor’s jaw, then he goes off to enthrall the entire audience.

I apologize for my Bad English (_ _ ;)
EDIT: I forgot about the coaching fee… oops ^^;

Oh and it’s only a theory! ^^

Have a nice day! (More importantly, be SAFE, guys! I don’t have any word for the Election President 2016…… Pray for America.)

anonymous asked:

Supercat prompt: Before the series started Cat and Kara has actually been dating secretly for a month. Kara has still not told her she's Kryptonian. Then the series starts.

Oh wow, that is a good one! Thank you. Like, start of a huge WIP good. I don’t think I have done it justice, because that kind of gold needs more than a couple of hours of thinking. Someone write this, for real. (and if they already have, by the glory of Rao’s light, tell me where it is)


“Where have you been?”

Cat was standing with her arms crossed, the TV blaring loudly in the background. It was already filled with images of the plane. News anchors were talking loudly about the damage she’d done to the bridge and Kara wanted to growl. But she was in trouble. Cat took in the sight of her clothes, her hair stained dark from soot and water.

“You’re wet! You look..” Cat was all over her, checking her face, her hands, as if she expected to see a break, a cut, something. “What on Earth happened? Are you ok?”

Kara nodded, feeling giddy, wanting to burst into song or at least yell from the top of her lungs in victory. She did it, she flew! She saved her sister. But Cat was leading her to the bathroom, fussing over her. Pulling her filthy, wet cardigan off, removing her skirt. Her shirt.

“Where are your shoes?”

Kara couldn’t remember. They must have fallen off right at the start, when she was careening at full speed towards the plane. She hadn’t had time to think. It was Alex up there, moments from death. And Kara was down on the street, buying something as ridiculous as steak.

“I…think I left the groceries behind.”

“Like I even care. Jesus Christ, Kara,” Cat started to run a bath. “You should be freezing, you are soaked to your skin. Why aren’t you shaking?”

Kara considered trying to fake it for effect, but suspected she’d do a pretty rotten job. Cat wasn’t someone you could pull one over. It had been hard enough dating her without slipping up and doing something, well, super. Even when she was trying to be normal, she still seemed to screw it up. And now?

“I’m fine, really.”

“Oh, sure. Well, I’m convinced,” Cat snapped. “What aren’t you telling me? Did someone hurt you? Please, Kara…”

Kara could hear her phone ringing from the lounge room. Thankful she’d been scatter-brained enough to leave it behind before running off to the store.

“I need to get that.”

“Oh no you don’t,” Cat said, she looked pained, hurt. “We are having this conversation right now.”

“You’re not my boss here, Cat.”

“No—no that is completely unfair.”

Kara grabbed a towel and pulled it around herself, marching out of the bathroom to her ringing cell, holding a hand over her other ear so she didn’t have to hear the TV criticize her rescue skills again.

“Alex?” Kara said.

“What the hell, Kara?” Alex sounded breathless. Kara could hear sirens in the background, and suspected she was still being processed from the accident.

“You’re ok? Oh, you’re ok!” Kara felt herself wanting to float as the excitement of it all came back. “Oh my God, Alex. I did it. I actually did it! Not that I forgot how to fly, you know? Not really. But I forgot how it feels…”

“What were you even thinking?”

Kara stopped dead at her sister’s tone.


“I can’t believe you could be so reckless. You exposed yourself!”

Kara felt her knees grow weak, her heart hurt. She was shaking her head, but the words wouldn’t come.


She looked up, to find Cat standing right in front of her, at the edge of the living room, still holding her wet skirt. She seemed stunned, her face betrayed her complete shock.

“Oh no…I have to go, Alex,” Kara said. Her sister exhaled loudly, and Kara knew she was in for the biggest lecture of her life. But she was too terrified to focus on that right now. Not with Cat blinking at her in disbelief, before staring down at the skirt like she didn’t recognize it as clothes anymore. Kara ended the call. Cat walked over to the TV, putting her hands against the back of the couch like she was afraid she’d suddenly lose her balance.


Kara closed her eyes, blinking back tears. Everything was hitting her at once—using her powers, her sister being furious, and now her girlfriend. The way Cat was looking at her, it made her nervous. She never knew what to expect from Cat, and she had no idea where this conversation would lead. Cat didn’t seem afraid. Unsteady, maybe. But mostly, she seemed utterly floored.

“That…” Cat swallowed, gesturing towards the TV. “That was you?”