I suck at describing why I like a lot of these. Basically
they are all well written, diverse and exciting fics. They made me feel all of
my feelings, some are damn hot and will make you need Jesus, some will make you
yell at your screen and others will make you sad and in need of a cuddlebuddy.
9/10 times if I’m being too slow with updates it’s because
I’m busy reading or re-reading all of these.
@soobadnoonecanstopher - Honestly, read any of Lori’s work
because it’s all great. These 3 fics got me so hooked on her writing and I’m
@xiumin-on-this-shit - My guilty pleasure fics! There are so many chapters to keep you happy
and reading and I just fell into these and loved everything. Highkey want to
live in All My Idols. Like now.
Young!Reader x Uncle!Kol, Young!Reader x Father!Klaus, Young!Reader x Uncle!Elijah
I took a deep breath as the cold air pricked my skin. * why is it so fucking cold *. I pull my jacket closer to my body as the wind blows down the school hallway. “Hurry up Y/n,” my friends Jason and Kara say waiting for me at the gym door. We were heading to the gym since we have to go talk to our gym coach about the pacer test along with meet Hope. ^ Whoopee!^
“Slow down guys remember crouches,” I say tilting my head to the crutches in my hands. “Sorry Black Canary,” says Jason using my nicknames while scratching the back of his head as I finally catch up with them. “It’s fine to let’s just go before lunch ends I am hungry,” I said as we head into the gym when I remembered my plan. I still need to give Jason and Kara the goodbye letters. *Oh yeah soon I won’t see them for as long as they think we will. At least now I won’t be able to bother them anymore. Jason won’t have to wait for me at the end of the street so we could talk. And he could go out with Hope like he wanted to. Kara would have less competition when it comes to ballet tryouts. I am doing them a solid they don’t need to baby me anymore. No one will not even myself* I thought. *The voices will stop no more looking at the knife, in lust. Or wanting to kill someone, along with dreams of torture*. ^Yeah honey like we said your end is the end^. I felt like screaming as the Voice poisonous sound rings through me.
“Hey are you ok, ” asks Kara. “Yeah don’t worry about it I am just thinking about something,”.^More like hearing something, but don’t worry it will end soon just remember the goodbye^.
“Hey if you guys don’t see me for a while, remember that I love you guys ok, “I said not looking at them to see their faces.
“What do you mean are you going somewhere ?” Said Kara frantic, she was always caring for me but if you annoy her too long she will fight you in a heartbeat. “No nothing major just you know visiting some family for a while, ” I said as Jason goes to talk to out gym coach for us while we talk. ^family on the other side^
“But why all your family lives in New Orleans?”She asked. “No not all of them I have am Aunt who lives in Maryland,”I lie.^Ooohh lying you your best friend when you know it’s your last time to see her how pityful^
“How long is a while? Wait are you sure cause Hop–”
“Look it doesn’t matter what Hope says or doesn’t I am nor Hope nor will I ever be. I am just going away for some time and to answer your how long question. I am not sure but I will come back ok?” I lie. *Thou I hate lying to them it is necessary for their own good. She doesn’t need to know, I am just a burden her parents don’t even like me as they prefer Hope. Once again Hope wins The Voices in my head win. But soon it won’t matter I am ending this soon maybe in the next life I will be happier. *
“Plus I am going cause of family issues something happened with Hope and they think it’s best I go away for a while. just for two weeks,“ I said then took out her letter. ” Here in two days open this letter if I don’t tell you everything that’s going on OK? But you gotta promise me that you won’t tell Jason, I will tell him later on in the day okay.“ She nodded. I wanted to tell her more. Tell her everything but I knew if I did then she would try to convince me not too which wouldn’t help anyone.
“Hey,” said Jason poking my cheek and breaking me from my thoughts. “Huh,” I turn to face then but both of then have confusion written on their face.“Sorry just thinking of when we are going for the trip,” I said acting excited.
“Are you sure?” said Kara death staring me in the eyes and poking my chest. “Yes, Kara I am 100% sure now stop poking me,” I said moving away from her so she nor Jason can poke me. Jason frowns while Kara fake cries. “Oh hey guys,” said Hope as she joins us. We haven’t talked ever since she came into my room last week, which I am grateful for but sadly she decided to hang out with Kara, and Jason. I don’t get how someone can be so fake. She acts like we never had a problem with each other in the first place.*^I do it’s just like how you’re being fake about killing yourself^ Ignoring the voice to best I can I focus on what it in front of me. Jason and Kara are laughing at some joke Hope said. *Jason, kara I am going to miss you two so much but this is for your own good you guys can’t be doing this to you guys, pulling you into my life no point punishing you guys for my sins and mistakes.* I thought.^Yet here you are still in their lives hurry up ^
“Yeah I just a lot on my mind,” I said leaning onto him. Jason, Kara and I always had this kind of relationship. Always caring and supporting each other. *It doesn’t matter now does it. It’s too later be thinking about that, not like things will get better or something.* I thought as we were about to enter the cafeteria when Kara was called for early dismissal.^finally your thinking like me so why don’t you finish it ^ I felt like another person was in the room whispering this in my ears, but guess what I am falling for it.
I pull Kara in for a hug, not a side hug like I normally do but a full one. I take in her scent as she wraps her arms around me. She smells like strawberries and banana. I felt happy in her arms as her body heat radiates onto me.I felt at peace, nothing could make me mad, or want to cry, the bad thoughts went away. I was at peace and happy, but like all good stuff, it must come to an end "See you tomorrow,“ she said as we let go then ran off. I felt tears prick my eyes. “Come Canary time food,” Jason puts his arm around me as we went over to the lunch line.^Yeah get your last meal before you pass^ said Voice, might as well give it a name since it will with me till my end.
——————————-Time skip bros end of the school day ———————
I took a deep breath as I walk over to the outside bench with Jason, my crush, behind me. “Hey, are you OK?” He said as he places our stuff down and takes a seat. “ Yeah Just haven’t been getting the best sleep,” I sorta lie.^liar liar death on fire ^
The truth is that I try not to sleep at all and use coffee creamer to stay up planning my end and writing my goodbye letters. Half of my goodbyes are finished. And I already choose the outfit I am going to wear. Just cause I am going to die doesn’t mean I cannot be happy as I do it. But mostly it’s because at night I have nightmares and I wake up screaming which annoys the living hell out of everyone at home, one way to not annoy them is to not sleep ya know.
“So when do you want me to come over for Ms.Greene’s. Project ?”
“Oh right about that—”. ^You can’t cause I am going to kill myself ^ I shake my head trying to get those word out of my head.
“Let me guess I can’t cause of family issues and you cannot come to my house cause Your not allowed out the house for reasons your not telling me,” he said. I felt guilty for leaving him hanging so much lately. We have been best friends since pre-k. We used to play with the building blocks as Marcel would take us to the playground. I sigh as Jason rubs the back of his neck.”What is up with you ever since Kara and I have been hanging out with Hope and you got your leg hurt you have just been so distant
“Look Jason I know I normally tell you everything but honestly. I think I just need some space,” I said. I grew cold with every word I said to him. I am not sure if it was because of the cold but I knew it was most likely for the best. ^You’re going to die soon don’t make it harder for us ^ said Voice in my head.
“So are you still gonna come to my basketball game today after school right?” His eyes lighted. I wanted to yes so I can see crush the other team.“ No, I won’t I got to head to the Quarter house,” I said to him. His smile disappears from his face.
“B-but you always come to them so we can have Ice cream,” I take a deep breath .*I wish we could do that forever * I thought as I took his hand in mine "Look Jason I know we always do that but I can’t this time —“
“Ahh Y/n there you are. ” I said Uncle Elijah and Hope. I quickly let go of Jason’s hand and put my hands on my crutches. * shoot I forgot Uncle Elijah was picking me and Hoe I mean Hope up* I thought as Jason picks up his books. I opened my mouth to talk him but he was already walking away. “I will finish Ms.Greene’s project on my own. let you have some Space,” he spat out the words like daggers then disappeared in the distance between us.
I place my stuff in my backpack, slipped it on and went to Uncle Elijah and Hope beginning our trek to the house.
I pull out my iPod and headphones and start listening to ‘work out’ by j cole. He is one of Jason and I favorite singers. We walked together for thirty-five minutes before Uncle Elijah actually talks to me. Hope is on Uncle Elijah back since she got tired ten minutes ago from walking.
*honestly Uncle Elijah the Little shit can walk on her own * I thought and continued walking thinking about Jason and I’s relationship if still even have one after today. ^what is there to think about it’s over and you ruined it ^ I felt my heart churn at her voice. *shut it voice*
It’s been two hours since we got home and so far, it’s just been Mom and sperm donner yelling at each other about something that is most likely about Hope or some ‘new enemy ’. I sigh as hear another vase slams my door again. *Uncle Elijah going to yell * I thought. At first, when they occurred I was scared out of my mind, but now I am used to it it doesn’t matter.
^Honestly, what is there for me to worry about. I am not gonna be here in the future so I am fine Right? Why don’t you just pick up a knife and slit your throat no one will notice your dead until the deed is done^. I hugged my pillow closer to my chest and pushed the hollow feeling into the back of my mind. I found these thoughts popping up in my head more often lately. Maybe it was bound to happen you know. ^So what are you gonna go^ said the voice.
I get off of my bed and walk over to my closet, get into my good bye clothes (https://www.polyvore.com/my_good_bye/set?id=215314515), my wonder woman hat on top. I grab my birthday money and Uncle Elijah old phone which he let me have, doesn’t have a sim card but it still works, and the directions to place. I grab the rest of the letters I need to give and put them in my backpack. “Now the major problem getting out of this house,” I said until it finally hit me.
I took off all of my bed sheets, which were a lot by the way, off from the bed then threw them out the window. I placed them in a way that they fall one on top of another. I took the pillow cases off of my pillows and threw them down as well. I tossed out my crutches. *I Hope I survive * I thought as I balance standing on the edge of the window. I pull the pillows to my chest and do the leap of faith from assassin’s creed, but it was kinda hard to do with my hurt leg. I groan as I hit the ground even though I made a pile it still hurt. I grabbed my crutches and struggled to get off of the blankets. Once that was over, head straight for Rousseau (Marcel and Cami’s bar). By the time I got there Cami’s shift was hadn’t begun yet thankfully. The room was full of people. I was about to take a seat when ” Y/n what are you doing here,“ said Marcel after I nearly have a heart attack. Thou would kill me it’s not the way I want to go.
“Oh hey Marcel, how are you?” I said giving him a fake smile but I knew he wasn’t falling for it.“Nice try Y/n ” he said as we take a seat at a nearby table. “So mind telling me what you are doing here?” “I wanted to give this to you,” I said taking out the letters for him and Cami. “They are thank you letters for you and Cami. I wasn’t able to give Jason his either so can you give it to him? ,” I place them onto the table and slide it over to him. “I was hoping to see both of you here. but since Cami isn’t here can you please give this to her?” I query.
He nods his head and takes the letters. I fight the tears and smile that threaten to break my heartless facade, but I couldn’t help but smirk at knowing those who I truly care about knowing how I feel about them. But as soon as it came it went.“So mind telling me what you are doing giving this to me,” he asked. *Oh Uncle Marcel even thou I didn’t say it a lot to you ‘I love you ’ you may not be blood but you are no water* I thought as I give him a smile. “No Uncle Marcel just a simple thank you letter were supposed to write and deliver one to those who you love,” I said getting up from the table and left Rousseau, leaving Marcel alone looking at the letters.
_________________________time skip arrival death place_______________
“Finally” passing the entrance of the local indoor pool. No one was here other than me. I passed the locker area and went to the pool. *Huh the little shit is about to do it finally. Thought you were gonna plague the world some more. I don’t see why you are here still you made it this far let’s do it shall we* I wanted to fight the voice but I knew it was no choice. The reason I chose the pool was because of it the one place that no one would look for me.
When I was young Jason and I would come here with Cassandra Winchester sometimes we all would just play on the not deep side of the pool, but we stopped once she left for a mission and never came back. I highly doubt Jason even remembers this place. No one else knows about this place since I never told anyone about it. The light from the water light up the entire room so it wasn’t dark. I didn’t take off my shoes or jewelry since they all had meant something to me. I walk over to the deep side of the pool that was 7ft. “Goodbye life,” I said then dropped into the water.
The cold temperature pricked my skin but I didn’t let it bother me as I sank to the bottom. My vision was blurry but I wasn’t sure whether it was because of the water or lack of oxygen. I felt my body slowly sink close to the pools floor*Finally this is it. You free now you don’t have to burden others with your presence.* I thought as black spots blur my vision. I suddenly felt more tired than usual. *maybe a good rest* I slowly close my eyes and release the all the air in my lungs as darkness kills me.
_________Third POV at home_______________time past____________ _____________________________________________________________
No one notices how Y/n has jumped from her bedroom window over Klaus’s screaming. Kol rolls his eyes as his brother talks about how high and mighty he now that he is a hybrid. “Dear Brother Niklaus might you please stop screaming before Hope wakes up,” said Elijah Pouring himself a drink of whiskey. “Klaus opens his mouth to say more but nothing comes out. He storms out of the house slamming the door in his rage making Hope stir in her sleep. “Well that was dramatic,” said Hayley walking into the living room with a tea in her hand. “Has anyone ever told you that is how this family works,” said Cami sitting down next to her. “Cami doesn’t your shift start soon,” said Elijah, Cami chokes on her drink then runs out the room to get to work.
“Mommmmyyyy!!!!!!” Screamed Hope, the Originals immediately run to her side. She was inside her sister’s room with a letter in her hand. Tears ran down her cheeks as Hayley comforts her child. “Hope what’s wrong?“Said, Elijah, while taking the letter out of her hands. He nearly passes out from what he reads.“There is one in everyone’s room” Hope stuttered holding onto her mother. Elijah hands the letter to Kol, who just stared dead at the letter noticing Y/n’s handwriting, Elijah walks out the room and quickly collects all the other letters.
“Hope what happened?” said Kol trying not to be angry after reading Hope’s letter.
“Y/n is committing suicide,” she said.
Everyone froze upon hearing this. That one of their loved ones was willing to take their own life and no one knew why or how she would scream in her pillow at night or how she tried not to sleep til the point she naturally has insomnia. “Why would she do that?” Asked Freya.
“Why wouldn’t she, you always favor Hope more than her. You didn’t even notice that she was kidnapped,” said Kol glaring at him family “Brother do we—” “STOP BLOODY LYING. DO YOU EVEN REMEMBER HER MIDDLE NAME OR THE LAST TIME YOU LET HER CHOOSE FOR HER BIRTHDAY,” screamed Kol. “You ignore her cause she is human. Cause she isn’t as powerful as Hope. Yet you forget that you were once the same as her but at least we had someone who noticed and cared at least we had each other,” said Kol. “Rebekah,” he said pointing to her “ you have been begging for a human in this family and when we finally have one you ignore the girl”. Rebekah opens her mouth but no words come out.
“Aaahh and the mother,” he said turning to Hayley. “You wondered about how you treated both of them so badly, but guess what you did even worse you only cared for one,” he spats. Hayley glares at Kol but knows deep down is words are completely right. She never once thought about what Y/n would want to do for her birthday or how she would drink coffee in the morning. “You people may not care for her but I do and I won’t let you people be the reason of her death,” said Kol, storming out the house. Everyone one froze upon hearing these words. The thought of Y/n finally ringing in their heads. Hope dries her her eyes and pulls her mom into a hug.
The despair was too great that you could cut it with a knife. “I will begin a locator spell,” Freya walks out the door with Y/n’s necklace to begin the spell. Rebekah follows silently out of the house. “Elijah w–"Hayley opens her mouth to ask him a question when she already knows the answer. ‘Was Y/n ever treated like Hope’. They all knew the answer is ‘No’. “ Hope honey its time for bed, ” said Hayley.“ Uncle Elijah will look for Y/n and by tomorrow we will have her back I promise she will be back alive,” Hayley pulls hee daughter in for a hug, Elijah leaves the room but not after placing all the remaining letters on Y/n’s desk before leaving. Hope nods her head and gets ready for bed by herself for the first time in her life. Her mother asked if she needed help, but she denied it and continued on her own. "Mommy you should go find Y/n I will be fine,” Hayley nods and follows her request and leaves the house.
I’m sitting on the floor and crying my eyes off. I feel so alone, does anyone even realise my struggle is real? that i’m in so much mental pain, standing on the edge of the cliff. Thinking about jumping, ending it all.
Not a medication or therapy can make me better. I hug my mom and say nothing, I can’t hurt her again, I just want to be with her a little longer.
I’m so scared, so physically and mentally exhausted. I sit under the shower because my legs are too weak for standing.
I’m so full of bad thoughts, full of anxiety and pain. I let part of it out with the blood, but it’s not helping. I’m trapped and so lost.
And again this writing will just fade away, get lost between other messages. And it will mean nothing
Lily stood there with her back straight, tears streaming down her face. Her arms spread wide out, as if that will protect the infant that was behind her in the crib. She looked up, into the face of the intruder. Searching, hoping, for a flicker of hesitation. Instead, all she saw was a smile. Perhaps even a laugh, she did not know. She could only hear her own cries. “Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!”. She was begging, hoping, he would comply. In that moment, her vision was blurry. She wanted to turn around and kiss Harry one more time, wanted to tell him how much she loved him….”Please … have mercy … have mercy…”. One more kiss, one more look, one more moment. “Please”. The last thing she saw was a green light coming towards her.
“you have your mother’s eyes”
Harry looked into the face of his opponent. His back straight, but his body aching. His clothes having stains of dried blood. He must die. It must end. He did not say a word. He couldn’t. Instead, he pictured Ron and Hermione. His best friends. The ones he dreamed of having during his childhood, when Dudley and his friends laughed at him. His two best friends who stuck by him, who protected him. He pictured his parents, whom he saw moments ago. He knew they were beside him. His mother was likely standing in front of him, like she had done years ago. But this time, it was Harry’s turn to protect those he loved. Ginny’s face popped up into his vision. When he had seen her in the castle, he wanted to hug her. Have one last moment with her. One last kiss. He straightened his back again, and looked into his opponent’s red eyes. He saw the mouth move and a flash of green light, and everything was gone.
Nct 127's reaction to their s/o being upset because they don't kiss her
Request: NCT dream or 127 reaction to their girlfriend getting pouty and whiny when they don’t kiss her
A/N: my heart is weak for this, it’s so cute aw- and i decided to do 127 unit, i hope you don’t mind!
Would apologise right away and feel bad but at the same time, find it cute that you wanted his kisses so badly. You’d catch him smiling slightly to him when you pout, but he does it so lowkey you hardly ever notice. But he finds it super cute that you get clingy like these at times and becomes 10× more affectionate to you, often showering you with hugs after you start whining or pouting.
“aw someone’s whiny today”
“i havent seen you in a week, i miss you and your kisses :-(”
“come here, i’d give you all the kisses you want”
Adores it A LOT, and likes to tease you about it. Ends up giggling and smiling to himself because he finds it cute how you get upset over these small little things, and he feels loved and appreciated because he knows you love his kisses. His teasing could go on forever but he eventually always gives in because he’s soft for your pouting.
“ooo someone’s upset she can’t kiss me”
“shut up johnny”
“well if you want kissed you must be able to reach me first”
“you’re so mean-”
“/leans down quickly to peck your lips/”
Becomes a shy ball and would be a little flustered at first, but internally he’d also find it funny as he’s the pouty and whiney one most of the time. Softens right away and like Taeil, would become even more affectionate than before. Although he doesn’t show it, he loves it when you act like that because it shows how much you love him.
“aw babe don’t pout”
“but you ignored my kiss just now”
“come here, let me make it up to you”
Teasing you 24/7 about it. He isn’t afraid to show that he loves it and he’d purposely avoid kisses so as to see that side of you. And would attack you with kisses at the most random times because he loves seeing your expressions. This guy seriously Smiles non stop and would get all fuzzy and happy because he feels loved by you, which at the same time, makes him more cuddly than he already is.
“you want a kiss? no hehe”
“yuta you suck”
“oh… then all the more you don’t deserve a kiss /sticks tongue out/”
five minutes later and he attacks you with a big hug and pecks your face all over with that bright smile of his
Would act like he’s annoyed with you and probably whines back too but in fact he enjoys it and finds it cute and adorable. Would purposely frown and act like his mad, making you feel bad but then he flashes you his gummy smile and hugs you. Tries to act cool™ by always avoiding your kisses when in reality he’s weak for them and his heart is beating like crazy whenever you do it.
“you’re so annoying, why are you so whiney today omg”
“you know why doyoung”
“what? i don’t know”
and when you glare at him, he softens and leans in to give you a kiss
Brightest sunshine!! Giggles to himself a lot and won’t stop smiling at your actions, calling you cute and adorable. At times he likes teasing you and making you pout more but other times he gives in and ends up showering you with kisses, hugs and pecks on your face. Loves it most when you act like that because he knows you truly love him and his kisses, and he’d be more than willing to give you more.
“babe you’re so cute”
“yeah if i was maybe you shouldn’t have ignored my kiss”
“aw someone’s upset”
“come im sorry, let me give you all the kisses i can right now”
Another shy ball and wouldn’t know what to do, other than just giggle and pinching your cheek as he finds it super cute. Only teases you occasionally but still manages to be the sweet person he is. Eventually kisses you and you’d notice how he’d blush and smile brightly to himself, as his eyes stare at you lovingly.
“it’s been two days since i saw you :-(”
“do you miss me that much?”
“of course, especially your kisses”
“hehe come here”
This clueless bun actually thought you were genuinely upset with him, he’d apologise sincerely and it’s so adorable you end up laughing and giggling because how is he so pure??? But after time goes by he notices it a lot and finds it really cute, and as he’s shy, he doesn’t show it so he’d giggle to himself softly whenever he sees you pouting.
“goodness, im so sorry, i’ll kiss you now!!”
“anything for my princess don’t be upset!!”
“im not upset omg you’re so cute-”
Another one who would tease you for it and would also act like he’s mad but on the inside he’s all fuzzy and screaming because he loves it a lot. Would play hard to get like Yuta, but always end up failing because he gives in to your pouts- it’s one of his weaknesses. From time to time, he’d avoid your kisses so he can see you act like these, but most of the time he’s the clingy and affectionate one.
“someone’s being so clingy today”
“you’re like that too shut up”
“ooo there goes your kiss bye”
“i hate you”
“/giggles and pecks you on the cheek/ i lovd you too”
~ Yes! This is the final chapter of Summer Boy. I just wanted to take a moment, once again, to thank anybody and everybody who had followed the story all the way to the end. You’re support has really pushed me into finishing the story, so thank you very much. Enjoy ♡
“(Y/n)! Please wait!”
I grabbed what I could find of my clothing, it was difficult with the tears in my eyes and my shaking hands. With only my denim shorts on and the rest of my clothes pressed against my naked chest. Jungkook stood in front of me, trying to get my attention but I was desperate to run. I moved away as he tried to touch my shoulder and I walked around him with unclear words leaving my mouth. I went to reach for the door as he called out for me from behind but I was startled to see the door open by Taehyung. He was taken aback with shock as I pushed gently by passing him.
“I just have to go.”
I woke up the next afternoon in my own bedroom. Embarrassed completely by the events of last night, I had made a total fool of myself in front of everybody. I had gotten straight home and into bed, my phone laid next to me dead and I got dressed as I put it to charge. I was lost in thought replaying the night in my head when I came to realize that the house was dead silent. I know it had to be at least 11 am and yet not a single noise could be heard in the house.
I stepped out of my room, going from wood to the cold tile on my feet, I looked down the hall into the kitchen. There was no sign of anyone being there but the faint smell of breakfast from probably hours ago. There were eggs on a plate with a slice of bread already cold that they must have left me. I had no appetite regardless, picked up the plate to clean it up. I suddenly remembered Coco agreeing to help the boys pack up last night during the cookout. The rest of the girls must have gone along to help. I was making my way back into my room when the back door opened loudly behind me
• He reads a lot of books about pregnancy each time they were expecting
• He worries a lot for his kids, each time they cry or gets sick his heart hurts since he can’t make them feel better instantly
• Loves playing with them by pretending to eat their feet and hands. Lots of raspberries to their belly
• Gives the biggest and warmest hugs
• When they were old enough he tried introducing them to coffee (he sulked for a hour when they said “ewww it tastes weird”)
• Visits the park often to play soccer with his kids. Gets a bit too competitive sometimes. Buys them ice cream before heading home
• He has cried every time his wife gave birth
• Throws extravagant birthday parties for his kids
• Loves reading them bedtime stories
• Dad jokes. Lots of dad jokes
• Tells them stories about their exo uncles and himself when he was a cool leader back in the day
• He sometimes falls asleep with them when they ask him to lie down with them to protect them from monsters until they fell asleep
• Has the biggest and proudest smile each time he holds his child for the first time
• He likes admiring their little face, nose, hands and feet. Wishes that they would stop growing up so fast
• Sings them his own composed lullabies for sleeping time
• Lets his children play in his studio. Sometimes he even records songs with them (those are special songs that he saves onto a hard drive to keep forever and he likes to play them when friends or family visit)
• Gives them mini piano and guitar lessons (he finds it so cute when the instrument is bigger than the child)
• He is kind and gentle but he can discipline them when he needs to. He feels bad each time so he hugs them and makes sure they understand why he had to discipline them (eg. “I had to stop you because pulling your sisters hair hurts her, you wouldn’t like it if I pulled your hair right?”)
“She/he’s so tiny!”. That’s his reaction when he holds his child for the first time. Even if his wife had given birth before
• Loves lifting and spinning his children around (produces squealing and laughter every time)
• Loves chasing them around the house (sometimes for fun and other times it’s because they don’t want to sleep or put their clothes on properly)
• Loves cooking for his kids (he has the biggest grin when they ask for more)
• Over exaggerates his reactions to make his kids laugh
• He hums softly to them while he gently bounces them to sleep
• Wakes up early because his kids wake up early and jumps on his bed
• His goal each day is to make his kids smile and laugh
Bought extra microphones for the karaoke machine so that his kids can join in to sing (scream) with him
When it’s bath time, he always gets ready a bubble bath and throws in many water toys (Eg. rubber ducks, boats and plastic fish etc…)
He tried to be stern and discipline them when they’re misbehaving but they just see it as a way to play with dad
Once they sleep, he crashes too since he used so much energy during the day
His household is filled with squealing and laughter
Loves playing hide and go seek tag and also what time is it mr wolf
He hasn’t dropped his habit of talking to his kids using baby talk
Loves singing songs for them. He can sing anything from lullabies to exo hits
Pranks mum together
He also plays small pranks on his kids like surprising them by jumping from behind a wall or by scaring them by wearing a silly mask (sometimes they start crying instead of laughing)
Gives his kids kisses each morning to wake them up
Loves cooking with and for his kids (he has the brightest smile when they say “daddy’s cooking is the best!”)
They love grocery shopping with him because he turns the chore into a scavenger hunt
His children love re enacting his dramas with him
• He built a small veggie garden in the backyard to teach his kids where their food comes from and to help them understand how much effort it takes to grow produce (which is why they should try their best to finish eating their food)
• Every night, his children asks him to sing different lullabies and ballads so that they can fall asleep peacefully (they love his smooth voice)
• Cuddle monster
• Plays with his kids by lifting each of them up with his legs and he holds their arms out saying “airplane! zooom zoom!”
• Starts tickle wars with them
• His kids became best friends with his cute doggies, they’re inseparable
• Challenges them to a dance competition often. He’ll lose on purpose each time because they’re just so cute jumping and shimmering around
• If his kids have nightmares, they’re always welcome to join him in his bed or he’s always happy to sleep in their bed while holding them until they go back to sleep
Every time his wife becomes pregnant he goes on a shopping spree (baby clothes, crib, room decor, blankets, nappies, pacifiers, plush toys, bibs etc…)
• He does spoil his kids just a little, tiny, teeny bit
• Likes to ask his kids “Do you like mum or dad better?”
Encourages his kids to do more things by themselves such as walking and eating (he jumps in if they are struggling or nearly hurt themselves). He can’t stop showering them with compliments and kisses once they succeed or achieve a milestone
His heart melts every time Vivi plays with his kids
Builds blanket forts for them each weekend and holds Disney movie marathons (sing alongs are a must)
“I don’t like it.” Bruce’s eyes follow you as you pace. “I have a bad feeling about this. I don’t like the idea of my babies in there.”
Bruce let’s out a long breath, “You’re becoming a helicopter mother.”
You scowl, “I let them go on dangerous missions, and face super villains on a regular basis. That is the exact opposite of a helicopter parent!”
“Y/N, it’s a training mission.”
“A no win training mission. A mission where they have been set up to watch their friends die.”
“They know it’s fake.”
You rub at your arms, “I just don’t like it Bruce. They’re too young. They shouldn’t have to face this.”
Bruce pulls you into a hug, and out of the corner of your eye, you watch J’onn smile. A moment later the alarm goes off. Your eyes go wide as you watch M’Gann’s body begin to float. “What’s happening?”
“The loss of Artemis has shocked M’Gann’s mind. Her mental abilities have made the children forget the scenario isn’t real.”
Your head whips around towards Bruce. You see the panic in his eyes, and you turn back to J’onn. “Get them out.”
“I’ll have to go in.”
Your teeth grind together, “Then go!”
The minutes it takes for J’onn to disappear into the reality are some of the longest of your life. The minutes it takes for your kids to come out of it is even longer. When they finally come awake, jack knifing on the table, you allow yourself to feel some semblance of relief. Your heart doesn’t calm down until you’ve checked them all out personally.
They’re quiet, pensive, and the exact opposite of how they usually are. You don’t like it, and you make that known. You watch as your kids wander off to different parts of the base before turning on Bruce. “I told you I didn’t like it.”
“We didn’t know this would happen.”
“They’re kids, Bruce. They shouldn’t have to deal with death, or super villains, or any of this craziness. They should get to be kids. Do sports, join clubs, do sleepovers. Stuff like that.”
“They’ve chosen this path.”
You throw your hands in the air, “They’re kids. They don’t understand the consequences Bruce. They think they’re invulnerable, just like you do.”
“I’m perfectly aware of my vulnerability.”
“Are you Bruce? Because it sure didn’t seem like it when you went up against Riddler the other month.”
“What do you want me to do? Quit? Start coaching baseball on the weekends? Drive a mini-van?”
“You make it sound like the worst thing in the world!”
“Are you kidding me? We don’t get normal Y/N, it’s not how we were raised.”
“You can’t tell me, you’ve never dreamed of normal!”
“Normal went out the window when my parents were murdered, and Ra’s took you on your first hunt.”
You stand your ground, “Does that mean our kids can’t have normal?”
“Considering one is an Atlantean, one is a Kryptonian clone, one is a Martian, one is a speedster, and the rest are all trained in combat, no I don’t think they can have normal. Normal is not an option.”
You stare at him before turning and walking away. You hear Bruce call out your name but you ignore him. You keep walking. You find yourself on the beach right outside the cave. It’s so dark, you can only see the outline of things. You scrub your hands against your eyes, before letting out a scream.
A second later arms wrap around you from behind. You smile at M’Gann and pull her into a hug. You hold her as she cries, “You died too.”
You stroke her hair back, “I know.”
“It was so real. And it hurt, so bad. And Robin … the look on his face when Batman was
killed and then you. He’d lost his whole world. I could see it on his face.”
You close our eyes, “I hate that simulation. The idea that everything can be taken away from you in an instant is a cruel reality. A true one, but so cruel. Bruce and I grew up with that reality. I don’t want that to happen to you guys.”
The sniffles ease a moment later, “We made this choice.”
“You haven’t experienced enough to make that choice. It’s part of the reason I joined the team. Why Bruce is on the team. But one of these days … I fear that it won’t be enough. That I’ll lose you kids. And that …that will kill me. As sure as I breathe that will kill me.”
You stay there for a while longer, until M’Gann decides to go back in. You stay on the beach, too weary to move. Arms wrap around your shoulders, and lips press against your cheek. You turn to your husband.
Quietly you admit, “I know we can’t have normal.”
Bruce pulls you into his lap, “Not completely. But we can make more of an effort.”
You snuggle into his chest, “How?”
“Give them a chance at a home. A real home, not a base.”
You meet his gaze, “Seriously?”
“Alfred is preparing rooms as we speak. Anyone who wants to come is welcome.”
You let out a deep breath, and say “Thank you Bruce.”
Okay, let’s start with how extremely adorable Jughead is. Like, he cares so much about the drive-in and as we found out, the place was literally his home. Like, someone protect my son please. And he tried so hard to save it, talking to the mayor, talking to Fred and handing out flyers and stuff. Forget Archie and that love triangle, this is the important story here.
Speaking of Fred and Archie, look how nice Fred was to that fucking pedophile. Like, he was complimenting her, inviting her to dinner and being such a great guy and that bitch is just sleeping with his son. Ugh. I hate her.
Betty keeping a diary is so cliche™ but I love it lmao.
I AM SO HERE FOR BETTY, RONNIE AND JUGHEAD HANGING OUT. Kevin’s okay too, I guess. Still haven’t decided if I like him or not. I mean, he’s funny and all but idk he just feels way too stereotypical and I’m still most certainly not over the biphobia. But maybe he isn’t really biphobic and that was a one time thing bc how else would Betty and Veronica, who are both obviously bisexual still be friends with him? Idk man.
Cheryl, I love you for being a bitch but damn you just got your ass handed to you by Hermione Lodge, who is just as much of a goddess as her daughter.
Betty calling out Archie on his shit 👏 👏👏
but like she was so…good about it?? Like she got her point across but didn’t immediately threaten to tell and stuff. And, Archie, honey, how could Ronnie even back you up? Firstly, what you’re doing ain’t cool and secondly, that’s her girlfriend you’re arguing with so ???
Where can I sign a petition to get rid of Alice Cooper?
THE ARCHIE/GRUNDY SCENES LITERALLY MADE ME SHUDDER WITH DISGUST ew ew ew ew ew.
Betty questioning Grotesque Garbage is
👌 she was really good at that too honestly I just really love Betty Cooper man.
SHE WAS JASON’S TEACHER? SHE’S THE KILLER!!11!!!1!
“I don’t think of my students that way” lmao bitch stop lying
Jughead being a rebel with a cause is my aesthetic. And awww, he’s talking about himself and his family for once. This boy must be protected at all costs..
Archie, wtf are you trying to do, telling Betty to stay out of it? She’s literally doing what’s best for you like smh man shut up.
BETTY AND VERONICA BEING DETECTIVE GIRLFRIENDS IS MY JAM. Like, seriously, they have so much chemistry like just let Bernoica happen man. It’s literally already canon.
I would sell my soul to Satan and sell my body on the black market to make Beronica canon.
I’m fully aware I’m being queerbaited but Betty and Ronnie are just. so. goddamn. cute.
‘Jennifer Gibson’. THAT BITCH.
She has a gun in the car. THAT FUCKING BITCH. SHE’S THE KILLER!!!11!
Alice, wtf is wrong with you. Fred is a chill parent. He isn’t going to tell his son to stop talking to his best friend just ‘cause you’re a psycho who wants to control her daughter.
Okay, but like I really love Hermione and Veronica’s relationship it’s so good and–WAIT A SEC THEY’RE BUYING THE DRIVE-IN. Why must you crush Jughead’s happiness? I TRUSTED YOUR HERMIONE.
Omg Alice saw the gun oops shit shit shit (betty what were you thinking hiding it in your fucking drawer smh girl). Wow, Alice just hit a new low. It’s not cool to read your daughter’s diary
I would have felt bad after learning about Grundy’s backstory but my obvious hate for prevented that from happening thank god.
ARCHIE, GET AWAY FROM THAT WOMAN. NO, DON’T HUG HER. UGH ARCHIE WHY.
Let’s talk about the drive-in.
Poor Juggie god I feel so bad for him Archie where are you your boyfriend needs you
VERNOICA!! LODGE!! IS!! A!! FUCKING!! GODDESS!!!
Veronica Lodge is like fine wine. She gets better and better the longer she exists.
I kinda sorta weirdly like the Veronica-Cheryl-Kevin squad?? They can be the ‘burn you to a crisp’ squad.
Ooh, Kevin’s got a new hottie. Also, did I mention I really love Kevin’s dad? He’s so nice.
YAS KEVIN GET SOME (My feelings are so conflicted like I want to support Kevin because he’s the only important, openly LGBTQ+ character on the show so far but like, something’s just off about him)
Archie, please never speak to Grun–OH. HE’S LEAVING HER. YES ARCHIE YES YES YES–OH WAIT. OH NO.
SHIT’S ABOUT TO GO DOWN, DOWN, DOWN.
Alice why tf do you have to stick your nose where it doesn’t belong?
Man, I feel bad for Fred.
Archie, don’t defend that woman, please. She deserves it.
Such drama much intense very wow.
Oh no. My bby Betty is crying FUCK YOU ALICE.
Okay, I know there’s probably some people sad about Grundy after her backstory but we got nothing but good stuff immediately after she left?
Fred and Archie having a moment 👌 👌 👌 (I mean, I feel bad that Archie cried and that he was upset but it had to be done)
Betty finally standing up to her asshole of a mother
👌 👌 👌 (I still kind of think that Betty is actually Polly but idk)
A cute scene between Betty and Archie
👌 👌 👌
The scene where Veronica confronts her mom was certainly…something.
OH MY GAWD SOMEONE BROKE INTO KELLER’S HOUSE AND TOOK ALL THE EVIDENCE. THE SAME NIGHT GRUNDY LEFT. SHE’S DA KILLER.
Grundy is like a bag of opened chips. She gets worse the longer she exists. Archie, you could not have been more wrong when you said she wasn’t a child predator. I already feel bad for that poor new kid victim of hers.
On the whole, this was a really, really good episode. I give it a 9 out of 10, but that’s because my queen Josie wasn’t in it and there was not enough Jughead and Archie and there was way too much Archie and Grundy interaction but hey, at least she’s gone now.
God, I’m literally crying over Jughead. The picture with him and his sister (who tf named them Jughead and Jellybean tho) was so adorable and so sad. My poor child.
OH MY GOD THE SCARY BIKER DUDE IS JUGHEAD’S DAD?!
Where will he go? What will he do? How will he live? WHERE WILL HE CHARCHG HIS LAPTOP ASHFRWLGHLUFU ARCHIE COME HELP YOUR BOYFRIEND
Also, I would just like to add, Betty is the best friend anyone could ever have and she needs to be appreciated more.
So, what do you guys think? What do you agree and disagree with me on? Let’s talk! Reblog this while adding your notes or send in an ask (PLEASE SEND ME ASKS) or send me a message or something and I will see y’all next week.
Hi!!! I was wondering if you could do how rfa+v+Saeran would react to seeing old self harm scars on MC or MC relapsing? I am almost 1 year clean from Self harming but today is one of those bad days I get urges to do it. If you don't feel comfortable doing this it's okay :) Hope you have a good day and keep working hard 💪🏼❤
i’m so proud of you for staying clean so long, i know how hard it is!! i have scars myself from 1-2 years ago, so this was comforting for me to write as well :) i hope it helped you feel a bit better, remember that you deserve being happy! ❤ i’m always here if you need someone to talk to
Trigger warning: self harm
Zen (this turned out really long whoops)
A lot of his fans were jealous of you, so you got a lot of hate for being “to ugly and fat for Zen”
You were home alone as he was at rehearsal, so he couldn’t scold you for looked down at your thighs in disgust
They were faint, but the old scars on them gave you an idea. You hadn’t done it in a long time, but you remembered that it did feel calming to a certain degree
You went to the bathroom, popped out a blade from your razor, took a deep breath and let yourself feel that familiar burning
Suddenly you heard the front door open and Zen’s voice telling you he was home early
You scrambled to find something to wipe the blood away with, and ended up just messily wiping it away with a paper towel before pulling on a pair of his sweatpants and going out to greet him
He smiled when he saw you, then frowned
“Princess, I feel rude to ask, but are you on your period? You’ve got blood on your pants”
Shocked, you looked down and saw that the cuts appearantely were too deep for your messy wiping, so there was quickly growing blood spots on your legs
Zen was no stranger to people with bad mental health around him as he was a public figure, so he quickly suspected what you had done
When he saw that the spots got bigger his fears were confirmed, and you saw his entire face fall
“I-I can explain…”
He cupped your face and looked straight into your eyes with the saddest look you had ever seen
“Listen here… I know a lot of my fans don’t treat you right, is that it?”
His worried stare was too intense, so you looked down with tears in your eyes and just nodded
He sighed and pulled you close to him, kissing your head
“I love you so much, it hurts me too… But harming yourself won’t do anything good, you understand that? Can I see..?”
Hesitantely, you nodded again and pulled down the pants so he could see, and he got down on his knees and started kissing your thighs, not caring that they were bloody
“I love every single part of you, you understand that? Let’s go clean and wrap this up, I will protect you. Even if it’s from yourself”
He convinced you to cook with him
You were supposed to make cookies, but the only thing you managed to make was a total mess
By the time you finally got them into the oven, you both had dough and flour all over from the food war you had
He offered to clean some up from you, and when you agreed he blushed and kissed you
When you smiled into the kiss because he tasted like cookie dough, he gained confidence and slowly pushed you back to the wall, where he pinned your wrists over your head
You moaned softly in suprise as he wasn’t usually this dominant and it was really hot I’m always a slut for dominant Yoosung
Wanting to see what effect he had on you he pulled away for just a second, when his eyes were pulled to where he was holding your wrists
The sleeves you usually made sure were always covering your scars had rolled down to your elbows, revealing all of them
You saw his eyes go from filled with lust to filled with worry, and you looked away from him in shame
“They’re all old… Right?”
You nodded and he sighed relieved, before he hugged you tight
“You mean so much for me, I don’t want you to ever feel like that again. Please talk to me if you feel bad, okay? Can you promise me that?”
You agreed and he kissed your head
“I think it’s time for cookies and cuddles”
You had such a crush on her, but she was either really oblivious or just didn’t like you back
No matter what the reason was, it really hurt and you couldn’t help but feel insecure when all of your flirting got turned down
You really didn’t want to stoop so low as to go back to your old self harm habits, but it was so hard
In addition to the fact that you lived with her, the stress of running a café and your parents not accepting that you had a crush on a girl, it all got too much for you
One day when she was grocery shopping, you couldn’t help but find a small knife in the kitchen, locking your bedroom door and resume your old habit
You tried to keep them relatively shallow so they would heal quicker and lower your risk of getting caught, but once you started you found it hard to stop
You sobbed softly but because of that you didn’t hear Jaehee return from the store
Not finding you in the couch where she left you, she wandered around the appartment untill she heard you and stopped in front of your room
“MC? What’s wrong?”
When you didn’t answer she got worried, found a spare key and unlocked the door with a warning
You didn’t even bother trying to hide what you were doing, you just hung your head in shame as she gasped in shock
“W-what do you think you’re doing? Give me that knife!”
She quickly took it from you, ran to the bathroom to get a first aid kit and found you full on crying on the bed
Putting bandages on your wrists she softly said “Shh… I don’t know why you did this and you don’t need to tell me if you don’t want to, but please know that this isn’t going to make anything better”
When this just made you cry harder, she kissed your newly bandaged wrist
“I… I care way too much about you to see you like this, you should know that. Please come to me if you ever feel like this, okay? I can’t ever lose my reason for happiness”
Whenever the two of you made out, you would always stop him when his hands started roaming under your shirt
Which he thought was fair, considering that your relationship was still new and you probably just weren’t comfortable enough with him yet
A few weeks after you started dating he offered to take you on a vacation, figuring you needed it after the stress of the party and hacker and all that
With Elizabeth the 3rd safely at V’s house and a mansion by a private beach rented for the weekend, he wanted to spend some time alone with you
He was suprisingly fond of the beach and wanted you to take you swimming there, but you kept declining
Kind of upset, he asked if there was any spesific reason why
You shrugged it off and said that you just weren’t in the mood, that you were tired and wanted to nap instead
He encouraged you to do as you pleased, not showing how hurt he was that you declined his offer
An hour or so after you had fallen asleep, he got bored and went to check on you and saw you sleeping, your shirt riled up revealing dozens of scars on your belly
His heart broke when he realized that was probably why you were so insecure about intimacy and going swimming
Careful not to wake you up, he hovered over you on bed and kissed your stomach
Despite his efforts you still woke up, and squeeled suprised when you saw him practially praising your biggest insecurity
“Kitten, I don’t ever want to see you do this again, but please understand that I love everything about you and you have nothing to be ashamed of. You’re like a tiger, these stripes show that you are strong. Promise to not hide yourself from me anymore, okay?”
Yet again he was doubting your love and pushing you away
He yelled when you tried to hug him, not knowing that the reason why you were clingy was that you were feeling like shit and needed to be comforted
You knew you were overreacting when you stopped by the bathroom to get a razor before returning to your shared bed (that he rarely used), but it just hurt so much that he didn’t trust you even after months of living together
Taking a deep breath, you pulled the leg of your pants and traced the outline if your old scars on your shin with the razor blade
Seven did realize how much he had hurt you, and just to be sure he checked the security camera he had installed in your room
When he saw that you were hurting himself he rose from his chair and ran to the bedroom, desperate to stop you
“Stop what you’re doing right now!”
You looked at him with tears in your eyes and yelled “so now you care?!”
With a firm look he pulled up the sleeve of his hoodie, showing his own scars and cuts
Taken back, you looked confused at him
He just smiled sad
“I know life is hard, okay? I know I am a shitty boyfriend, a shitty brother, a shitty person. But that doesn’t mean you are, do you understand that? It might not seem like it right now, but I really do love you. Like, I really love you. Can we make a deal? If you try to never do it again, so will I”
You nodded and hugged him, both of you apologizing for not being there for each other
Being practically blind, he depened a lot on his touch
Because of this, he had really sensitive finger tips
As weeks passed and you got closer to the handsome photographer, you let him touch and explore more and more of you
His new favorite hobby was to just run his hands over your smooth skin, trying to picture exactly what you looked like
During a particularly steamy makeout session you were on his lap, his hand travelling up your thighs where he could feel raised lines on your otherwise close to perfect skin
Pulling away from the kiss and raising an eyebrow questioningly, he kept tracing the lines
You hesitated before you admitted that you had self harmed, and he asked you if you had any other scars
Nodding despite his lack of sight, you took his hand and placed it on your wrist so he could feel them
He smiled sad and kissed your wrist
“You don’t have any fresh, do you?”
When you confirmed that you didn’t, he held you closer and kissed your nose
“I like everything about you, you know? You’re human, bad things are bound to happen sometimes. You got through it though, and I’m proud of you for that. Please remember that”
He didn’t like to admit it, but something about you pulled him towards you
The way you always put up with his bursts of anger and sadness and comforted him, made him care for you more and more as time passed
So when he saw you sleeping on the couch, his first reacting was to smile as you looked cute and carefree
And as he did find you quite attractive (not that he would ever admit that), he couldn’t help but let his eyes roam over your sleeping body
When he saw the scars and cuts on your wrist where your shirt had riled up your arms, he got mad
?? Who had dared to hurt someone as nice as you??
He woke you up suprisingly gently, wanting to know who he needed to kill
Disoriented from sleeping, you said that he didn’t need to worry but he refused to give up, so he asked his brother
He admitted that he had seen you harm yourself but hadn’t really figured a way to confront you about it yet
Saeran got even more mad and walked back to the couch where you had gotten up and was now lazily stretching
“Why the fuck are you hurting yourself? Explain!” he growled and pushed you against the wall
Stuttering and ashamed you explained that it was a way to deal with sadness, but he didn’t get it at all
“Giving yourself another type of pain will just make you more sad, you idiot! God, what’s wrong with you?”
Hearing the guy you were crushing on saying this to you and literally growling made you tear up, and you saw his expression change to one of sorrow
“I-I’m sorry, okay? It’s just… You’ve helped me so much and I want to return the favor, but I have no idea how to. You… You are special, I don’t want you to be sad”
You met his eyes and saw how sincere he was, and was suprised when he hugged you tight
They always thought they’d be alone forever. There had been stories of people whose soulmate mark didn’t appear by their thirteenth birthday, but for their first thirteen years Marinette and Adrien thought it was only a story. When their birthdays came and passed, they knew.
Sometimes Adrien felt like that’s why his mother left, because he was defective. He thought maybe that’s why his father became cold. He felt truly lucky to at least have Nathalie, who was the closest thing to a parental figure in his life. Maybe the lack of a mark was why his father forbid him from attending school, to protect him from the ridicule and hate. It took years to convince his father to let him attend school. Whenever magazines asked about his mark, he lied and said it was a secret. Nobody speculated that he didn’t have one for two reasons; one, a lot of famous people refused to reveal their marks, and two, it was practically unheard of to not have one. The last case of an unmarked person was decades ago in the United States; there was no documentation of an unmarked in Paris in all of history.
Marinette’s family was much more understanding. They gave her options and kept their promise of unconditional love. Instead of being forced to hide, Marinette chose to be open. She did not advertise her lack of a mark, but whenever someone asked she told the truth. Some were disgusted, others confused. The bakery even lost some customers but her parents never blamed her for that. She wasn’t happy with the hand life dealt her but she was determined to make the most of it. Years of consoling words from her parents prepared her for a lonely life.
Then a misunderstood blond gave her an umbrella and everything changed. For the first time ever she felt a romantic attraction, a craving for love.
My “gay lawyers”
headcanons Based on @drawbauchery “law students AU”. I’m very sorry xD (part two is here)
This AU is
awesome and I couldn’t resist.
immediately realizes that living in the same room with Yellow would be very
is a nerd and knows nothing but study. She wears glasses and almost doesn’t
make up. Nevertheless, she can perfectly defend her opinion, she is an
excellent student, although sometimes professors don’t like her for not keeping
Zircon is relaxed, “I’d rather watch a movie and learn it all in the
morning”, but she has an excellent memory and she doesn’t need to spend
evenings with books. She looks cool, wears contact lenses, and likes to tease
Yellow just likes to tease Blue, because she’s amusedly embarrassed and yells
“Take your hands off!”. But then she realizes that Blue is a very
good person, and, in spite of the teasing, treats her well. And she needs two
months to Blue finally said “okay, okay, I’ll date you! Just shut the fuck
while, Blue gets used to Yellow’s character, that she likes to tear her away
from studying to spend time in bed. But she will never get used to kissing in
public, “people are looking, fuck off!”
in the same bed, because Yellow just came one day and said “now I sleep
here”. Blue couldn’t push her out, because suddenly it’s not so bad. In
the mornings, Yellow wears glasses, and sometimes they confuse each other’s
glasses. Yellow says “I’ll give you your glasses if you kiss me”. Blue
snorts and pulls out spare glasses from the closet, because of course she has
Blue wants to try to be “on top”, but she is embarrassed and doesn’t
know what to do and wants to burst into tears because of her surely stupid
look. But Yellow doesn’t say anything bad, doesn’t tease, just hugs and kisses
her and promises to tell and explain everything.
someday I’ll write something else.
But I just
needed to share this with someone.
mistakes, English is not my native language =)