light room 3

if people were elements,
then we are ice and fire.

your touch is frost upon my burning skin,
my breath melts your frozen heart.
your kiss is cool against my lips,
and my heat warms you all the way down
to the tips of your toes.

and although we could complement each other,
beckon the other away from the end of polarity
to come and meet in the middle,
too much of one

will eliminate the other.

—  and i’d never forgive myself if i caused your destruction, c.j.n.

headcanon: during the holidays robbie decides to secretly string lights up around the buildings in town (Big Softie Confirmed™) but he slips and gets all tangled up and basically ends up upside down, hanging from the roof of the school by his ankles. sportacus comes to rescue him but he takes one look at robbie looking embarassed with pink cheeks and surrounded by colorful lights that his heart completely melts and that’s the moment he realizes how much he loves robbie

red-light-room  asked:

Okay wow, Oh my god, you are legit like fanfic GOD. I read all of your dlaf smut challenge and my gosh it was alll??? so good???? like my birthday come early???? all of it was amazing??? You're the absolute fucking best lefty!

Originally posted by shadeykris

MEEP!!!!  Thank you!!!!! That’s awesome to hear, because omg, it was not easy to write one fic per day, LOL.  (Because guess who did not plan ahead and had to write all her fic the week of the challenge? hint: IT WAS ME)  

But I’m not a god, dude.  Believe me. I’m just a nerd, doing the nerdy thing I love.  So happy that people like my nerdy efforts, though.  I’m all smiles now. <3<3<3

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My camera is not the best also, I’m sick so my selfie game is super weak! However, I successfully dyed my hair and couldn’t be happier <3 
I’m just about to head out so my hair is not in the iconic pigtails but I’ll defo post one this weekend! c:

Sneaking Around


This the first fanfic I’ve written. Just a little one shot of snowbaz. Baz’s POV


I hope he doesn’t try to attack me with a bat. My keys jingle. Is it even possible to sneak in at 3 A.M. without waking anybody up? Here goes nothing, I think as I stick the key in and twist. The door nudges open ever so slightly.

Usually I spend the weekends with Penny and Simon, but this weekend I had to visit family because my great aunt’s cousin died (I think Bertha was her name). I had some issues with a certain person from that side of the family, so I decided to leave after supper instead of in the morning. Plus, I could surprise Simon, he was a bit disappointed that I would miss the two nights we could be together.

Most of my family is accepting of me, but you see Aunt Maybel didn’t know about my situation. Either of them. No one figured it would be a good thing to warn her that I was a vampire, and it didn’t go well. She put extra garlic in my food (that’s what Simon tried in year four). It didn’t work then, and it didn’t work now.

After the family calmed her down she decided to move on. “Well at least I hope you got yourself a good girlfriend,” was her icebreaker. Everyone sort of looked down at their plates, as they knew where this was going. At first I thought about lying to keep the peace, but I mumbled, “fuck it” and stood up.

“Maybel, I have a boyfriend,” I looked her right in the eye. My dad glared at me from across the table. He knew that I knew that she wouldn’t be okay with this.

“You what?” I thought she was going to break out in some crazy spell, but she just sat down and looked like she was on the verge of tears. This almost made me angrier.  

“His name is Simon, Simon Snow.”  At this she looked horrified. I sneered, and before she could say anything I ran off. I wanted to leave right then, but they were handing out some of Bertha’s will at supper.  The best I was hoping for was possibly some old violin music but I decided to stay out of spite.

Supper continued fairly smoothly. We sat at different ends of the table and didn’t look each other in the eye. At the end of supper we each got an envelope with a list of what we inherited on it.  When mine was passed to me, my heart bubbled up to my throat.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” I snarled.  I gripped my wand tight with my hand.  “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star!” I shouted.  Maybel dropped to the ground, covering her eyes. The spell had done its job of enhancing every light in the room 3 times over. I snatched my envelope off the table and exited the room.

My cousin found me sitting outside. She gently grasped my hand and brought the paper into eyesight. The word written in such beautiful script tore right through my stomach whenever I read it. FAG.

”I’m sorry,” she mumbled.

“I’m leaving right now,” I sighed, “Also Maybel will be fine, I didn’t cast the whole spell.” She hugged me and then turned to go back inside. I just don’t understand how people can spread hate, so I decided to go spread some love and write “LOVE WINS” across Maybel’s car. On her passenger side door so she won’t notice. It felt so right.


I sighed a breath of relief once I got the door shut. Maybe Simon wouldn’t kill me.  I tiptoed to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. A cute little note was left on the table reading: “Penny and I are going out to supper. Unlike you, I was not kidnapped by numpties. Love, S.”  A huge looping smiley face followed that. I chuckled. I guess I crashed their dinner.

I pushed open Simon’s door. Sure enough he was snuggled in bed. And he was drooling. How does he look cute drooling? It doesn’t matter, all that matters is that he is my dorky drooling boyfriend. I sit on the bed right next to him. My fingers trace his freckles.

“Snow,” I whisper. I see his eyes flutter.

“Baz? Is that you…” He could barely get the words out before he fell back asleep.  I press my lips against his neck and silently mouth the words, “That was from Aunt Maybel.”

I lay down close to him. Close enough that I know I could never lose him. My mouth trace his back like it’s the night sky. My hands wrap around him and in a delicate voice I sing:

“But I can’t help… Falling in love with you.”

Something tickles my foot and I nearly kick him in the achilles. I hear a faint giggle. Simon’s tail starts to wrap around my foot. Simon sure does know how to fuck up a moment.

“Hey Baz?” he pauses, “I love you too.”  A tear rolls down my cheek. Even with all the hate in the world, there is love.  And all the hate makes you appreciate the love you have more. I hope I never let go of him. I hope that when I die I am holding on to him. Aleister Crowley, that would be a charmed life.


Thank you for reading! That was kinda longer than I intended… whatever. I got heated into the plot so this piece isn’t just straight fluff (pun unintended, but it can stay)  thank you to my fren @thedestroyedlover for helping edit and @readonlyifyoudare for telling me I should write one.

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I probably sound crazy…

Well, you’re legally insane, Ellie, remember?

Oh, hush you.  As I was saying, I probably sound crazy…

I was just stating the truth here…

But, how would you like to spend the rest of your life on an island living an unconventional life with me?

That is not crazy…

*chokes* What?!

I’d love to.

Great, we leave tomorrow, then.