i. two girls. childhood friends with criminal minds. her locks of bleach blonde a contrast to mine; bland. with children’s hands, we hold unto each other with a grip so fiery i feel the strain years later. when we are reunited, i barely recognise her; her silhouette an imposter of the girl i once knew; a shell of the persona she once held.
ii. a girl so wonderful she would light up any room she entered; no need for chandelier or lamp; she radiated warm. the sunlight bouncing off of her olive skin; her hazelnut eyes holding the secrets of the universe inside. even though we are still young, when she pushes me on the swing set; i shiver at the feel of her fingers.
even now, her touch has wounded me; and although the scar is beautiful, i cannot breathe.
iii. perhaps in another universe it would have worked out; her freckled flesh reminiscent of constellations dotted across skylines; her bobcut swinging as she swung her hips without a care. maybe if her words weren’t so spiteful, maybe if her tongue didn’t spit acid whenever we spoke; maybe, just maybe, our fingers could have stayed laced.
yes, god, i have a taste for blood; but i’d rather be free of romance than be kissed by a fist.
iiii. the first girlfriend i ever had; and her world shook mine. somehow, in that battlefield we called love; i was fighting a pointless war. greed; deceit and disloyalty. i took a handful of clay and attempted to mould myself into the perfect woman. if i had some leftover, i would have moulded her some humanity.
iiiii. her tired eyes and cigarette stains; stank of compliments and radiating self consciousness. if only she could see herself through my eyes; see how she turns heads. she suckles on her cigarettes; savouring the taste and hoping to mask it as an afterthought. i hold her close; feel my fingers thread themselves with hers; feel her breath fall deep and sync with mine.
her love is anything but a mistake. after all, she’s the only one whose touch does not injure me.
but she’s never been one to conform to patterns.
the girls i fell in love with and how they broke my heart
Reblog and add how it would be to date your Horuda!
If I talk for mine, from the oldest to the youngest:
Dating Hana is as sweet as pricy. She loves being spoiled as much as she loves spending time with her s/o(s). She will surely take the initiative sometimes, take you somewhere nice and pay for everything… But yeah. Like the other PAN4 (Jutsu, Hana, Deita, Jumon), she’s a money greeder. If she’s the one who’s offering the date, lucky you, she’ll take you to the beach or to a lake, so you can have nice and romantic walks, eat ice cream with you, take a lot of selfies with you, a lot of pics for memories, and you’ll have kisses.
Dating Deita would only be a long-distance relationship. He’s bad with romantic stuff in general if it’s physical, since he’s kinda disgusted by physical contact because of hypochondria. But you’ll have a lot of skype call from him, with and without cam depend on if you want to or not. Be ready to get some personified meme, because he would make some just for you. He’s also a money greeder, but already have way too much money for himself, so he’ll probably going to buy you present, some being expensive and some other being pretty cheap. … However, you can be sure he will send you a box filled by themed items based on the upcoming festivity. It’s almost Christmas? You’ll get an ugly sweater, a santa’s hat who’s laughing, a small snowman who says bad words etc. It’s almost Halloween? SPOOKY SMOL SKELETONS FOR YOU. Your Birthday? Well, maybe he’ll be your present, this year. Who knows?
Dating Jumon… Well.. You don’t date Jumon. He won’t call you, he won’t text you, he won’t plan anything with you. It’s not that he doesn’t care or anything, he just doesn’t think of it. He’s not into the whole dating thing, it’s too exhausting for him. But maybe he’ll bought you roses and make it delivered to your place… Yeah, he would love seeing you happy because of this.
Dating Purasu is calculated. She loves planning everything, even if it’ tiring. You’ll go see a movie together, then, what about stopping at this nice little coffee shop she spotted a week ago, maybe you’d like to go to the commercial avenue and stroll in this street together, looking for a cute little shop where you’d buy something for each other. Oh, look! Ice cream shop, just as she planned it! She doesn’t plan your reaction, but she hopes you’ll be happy because she tried very hard! And if you’re not.. Eh, no problem. She’ll do better next time!!
Funny, i’m doing a little bit of sketches from one of my character who’s trying really hard to date the four oldest Horuda… So i’ve this doodle of a date between him and Hana, and honestly, it fits pretty well this ask, haha:
(The guy is named Iwai, it’s Kurisu’s big brother… And he’s now poor, thanks to Hana. Hana is 17yo on the pic, which is what she got long hair.)
Key: If I am anxious
about something personal, I keep it to myself until I see Minho and the
words just fly out of my mouth before I even notice. He doesn’t tell me
what to do but instead he just hugs me and tells me that he’ll be there
if I ever need him. Because of his words, I will always feel a little
better after I talk to him.
♪ a drop in the ocean, a change in the weather i was praying that you and me might end up together it’s like wishing for rain as i stand in the desert but i’m holding you closer than most, cause you are my heaven ♫