The self is not a thing carved on entablature. Not long ago I read – probably in the Sunday papers – about an American woman who got up one morning and started practicing a new kind of handwriting, sloping all her letters backwards instead of forwards, concentrating on smaller and denser loops. It was almost like drawing. She wrote her name a dozen times in this variant way. She wrote out the preamble to the Constitution and then the Gettysburg address, and by noon she had become someone else.
Lena doesn’t own much in the way of comfort clothes as Kara puts it. She has a section of her closet devoted to gym clothes, but that’s still tight yoga pants and tank tops, organized into matching outfits. She doesn’t own a pair of sweatpants and the only sweatshirt she owns, the one with Metropolis University emblazoned on the front, is hidden so deep in her closet that sometimes even she can’t remember where it is.
Warnings: Violence (I mean u a stone cold killer what else are you expecting?) and Language
The humidity was a far
cry from the chill you had grown accustomed to while you were in Britain,
clogging your pores as your limbs grew lethargic in your resting position. You
dropped your head backwards in an effort to reach the shade of the tree behind
you, but it was to no avail, the bench you had sat at was cemented in the sun’s
unforgiving dominance. You could feel the temples of your forehead slick
uncomfortably with perspiration, a bead of sweat falling on the bone of your
jaw before sliding against your neck vain, forcing a sick shiver up your spine.
The loose fabric of
your sleeves was not enough to vent the heat away from your tanning body, and
the white gauze was beginning to stick to you in places it wasn’t meant to.
Your denim shorts still felt too hot- still covering too much skin- and you
whined in annoyance, shifting against the hard-backed wood of your seat as you
slipped your sunglasses up your nose again. The bag waiting beside you was
becoming more of a burden by the second.
As you approached Jungkook’s table, you felt nervous. He didn’t seem like the type of guy who wanted people crowding him. As you were dragged by Taehyung to his table, you wished you had never made it so obvious that you had been staring at Jungkook. You prayed that the bell would ring but you were out of luck since lunch had only just started.
Jungkook looked up as you and Taehyung walked closer and seemed like he knew exactly what you were doing. Shaking his head as he scoffed lightly, he picked up his things and walked away from the lunch table right as you got up to it. Taehyung found himself smiling at an empty seat and you felt embarrassed.
“He’s not that bad,” Taehyung beamed, trying to fill the awkward silence. You returned a small smile to him and chuckled lightly at his comment.
Going back over to Taehyung’s friends, they all gave you two a ‘told you so’ look. Taehyung rolled his eyes at them and you sat down after Jin insisted that you should.
“When I was a little girl, my dad would read the paper every Sunday, and my mom would read a book nearby. And I would sit at the top of our stairs and just watch them. Watch them be still together. And when I think of being in love, that’s what I picture – days like that. And nights like this.”
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So there I was in my kitchen, drinking an apple Snapple, nude, as one does, when it occurred to me, if there is some form of all seeing creator deity present, surely they must at least sigh when they see us going about life rather absurdly. Like, spose I was eating cold pizza whilst reading the comic section of the Sunday paper, skyclad in the conservatory. Not that I ever have! I’m left to think that an ancient being, surely an intellectual one with vast technologies, would see me as primitive or insane, perhaps even childlike, respectively. Of which I would have no choice but to agree by natural default.
There’s always the very contemporary thought that they too are unclothed beings, which then ruins the proposal entirely.
I’d happily read a 50k fic about my favourite characters without any plot, without any conflict. Just doing little things: having tea, folding laundry, reading the Sunday papers at Regent’s Park, spending the afternoon at the Brighton Aquarium, riding bikes, buying socks. I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one.
Scenario~ you have been dating the love of your life better known as Barry Allen to you and the flash to the others. Well what would happen if you were just suddenly kidnapped.
Warnings/triggers-violence, possible swearing and a lot of pissed off Barry. Mentions of death as well.
“If that paper isn’t on my desk by tomorrow morning, just don’t come in at all because you’re done.” You’re boss all but yelled at you when you showed up for work late, once again.
You worked at one of the biggest law firms in the central city and you absolutely hated it. The lawyers were always so awful to everyone who was below there pay grade, especially you, the secretary.
When you got out of college you wanted to run your own restaurant, with your one recipes and themes. Sadly though after college you were riddled with student debt and unfortunately had to put off your dream. One year turned into, two, then into five and finally ten.
It wasn’t all bad though, you met the love of your life. The firm was involved in a case a few years back that involved the police department. Your job was to go the police station and pick up a few papers from the forensic scientist of the station.
As soon as you laid eyes on the blubbering man, who was practically falling down the stairs after being twenty minutes late you were smitten with him. The way he smiled at joe, the detective, who was waiting with you, instead of being terrified, fascinated you. (Obviously his habit of tardiness brushed off on you) As soon as he handed you the papers you needed and introduced himself as Barry Allen, you practically melted underneath the gaze of his beautiful brown eyes you have come to love even more.
He obviously felt something to as he called you a month later, asking you on a date. At first you were pissed, you had your mind on him for weeks and right when you were almost over him, (a total lie if course) he asked you out. Of course you said yes though, which proved to be the best decision you have made yet.
You were snapped out of your lovely day dream by a text from Cisco telling you to come down to the lab immediately.
Of course you knew about Barry being the flash, you actually met him about 6 months before his accident happened. You and iris didn’t leave his side for weeks, most of the time you would just tell him about your day and on Sunday you read him the comics from the paper, a tradition you kept even after he woke up. You were there the first second he opened his eyes and you saw the pure power behind them. You’ve been with him through it all, time travel, reverse flash, zoom and the arrow.
You quickly stood up and snuck out of the building as quietly as you could. As soon as you walked outside you sprinted as fast as you could in your dumb ass heels you were forced to wear at the office, not wanting to be caught basically sneaking out of work.
You were walking past a alley way when you felt a very cold and gruff hand pull you flush against a hard chest. At first you flailed your arms and started to scream when a gloved hand covered your mouth. You calmed down a bit when you remembered Barry did this to you all the time.
“Hahaha,flash, pretty funny.” You said as you grabbed hold of the hand around your mouth and pushed it down as far as you could which was only halfway down your mouth. You always called Barry the flash when he was in his costume as a joke.
“You wish I was the flash, sweetheart.” You heard a gruff voice you knew all to well. Heatwave, captain colds not so sane partner.
You screamed and rammed your free arm into ricks rib as hard as you could possibly manage and heard a loud crack. He let go of your front half as he screamed out and doubled over in pain. You turned around and kicked him in the chest and ran as he fell backwards into the wall of the alley.
You ran out onto the street ditching your shoes, as they would only slow you down, running as fast as you could. You quickly dug your phone out of your jacket pocket and hit the last number you called, which so happens to be cysco. The phone rang for about 30 seconds as you continued to run.
“Girrrrrrllll where r u, this is so cool I me-.” Cisco answered the phone practically yelling until you cut him off stopping in the middle of the sidewalk and looked around for rick.
“Cisco, help me oh my god, I was just walking and he-he popped up out of nowhere.” You said struggling to breath as you saw a black van pull up at the end of the street and a group of men in full black ran out, it was almost a second later you realized they were running towards you.
“(Y/n)?” Cysco said into the phone.
“Oh my god, shit shit shit shit shit.” You said more to yourself than to cysco. You turned around only to come face to face with, heatwave.
“Now that wasn’t very nice of you.” He said before he hit you in the head with the end of his gun. You heard him chuckle in a menacing tone as you crumpled to the ground and the entire world became black.
The next time you woke up you were laying side ways in a abandoned warehouse, because that’s just how original the criminals in central city were. It’s always a warehouse, it can’t be a pier or a fun house, it’s always a warehouse.
“Glad to see you’re up, I thought you died.” You looked up to see Rick, sitting in a chair across from you. You were handcuffed to a pole in the middle of the room, laying on your side,with your hands behind your back. Oh and the floor was damp, that’s sooooo great.
“What, what do you want with me?“ You questioned clearing your voice seeing as how you probably haven’t talked for hours.
“Well here’s how I see it, your always running around with the scarlet streak, so I thought, what would happen if he lost his little girlfriend?” He said leaning back laughing in the chair as he kept fingering his gun that was laying across his lap.
You softly smiled as you thought about berry saying ’ I told you so’. Of course you often accompanied Barry on missions to help Kaitlin and cycso with the equipment so that’s where he recognized you.
At first you would argue for hours with Barry about him not wanting you to go on missions. His argument was it would be to dangerous and you would get hurt.
While in your defense, you wanted to go because you couldn’t stand the thought of your best friends and boyfriend, risking there lives and you wanted to be there with them, to help.
You finally came up with a agreement. You went on missions as long as you understood that if Barry, Kaitlin, or cysco, told you to leave, you had to. Luckily that hasn’t come up yet,because you know for a fact you wouldn’t listen, and you liked to think Barry knew that to.
“I wouldn’t be smiling if I were you.” Rick said stopping laughing and getting out of the chair, slowly creeping towards you like you were his prey. Well In this case you were.
As he got closer and closer you pushed your self up so your knees were pulled up to your stomach and he was crouched on his knees in front of you. You went to kick your foot at his face but was suddenly stopped, by a powerful wind on the other side of the warehouse.
“Don’t even think, about touching her!“ You heard the warped voice that belonged to Barry Allen, yell at rick whose hand was out reached towards your shin.
You looked up to see him in his signature uniform and he looked pissed.
“Oh come on, I’m bored flashy.” Rick said with a toothy grin and swiveled on his feet to look at the flash who appeared in front of you in 0.2 seconds or a fraction of that.
“Never ever, touch my girl again.” Within a flash Barry had picked Rick up by his neck and flung him to the other side of the room.
Barry zipped over to him and picked him up once again and went outside with him and came back empty handed. You assumed he either was thrown very far or Barry dropped him off at prison.
“(Y/n), oh my god, are you ok.” Barry said as he crouched down next to you and broke the chains around your wrists. It finally hit you what happened, you were Kidnapped by a man, who murdered his whole family, when he was 13.
You jumped and wrapped your arms around Barry’s neck and hooked your legs around his waist causing him to fall back on his butt and his arms circled around your mid waist.
“I am never going back to that dumbass law firm in my life.” You say into Barry’s neck as you cried harder and harder.
“Ok, ok, that’s ok, you’re ok.” He said quietly as he stroked your hair and shushed you.
You pulled back and put your hands on both sides of his face and slipped his cowl off.
“This is not your fault, this is not anyone’s fault, and I swear to god if you blame yourself with all of this zoom stuff going around, I will smack you so hard you will be as red as your suit.” You said keeping your hands in place and shaking your head, as tears fell down your face and fell to the floor. He placed his hands on both of yours and kissed your palm, until he looked up startled.
“Is that- oh my god it is, (y/n) your head is bleeding.” Barry said standing up quickly switching out position so you were now bridal style.
“It can’t be tha-” Before you could finish your sentence, you were in star labs with some crazy hair and Barry walking you to the med bay next to a confused Kaitlin. Barry walked past her and laid you down on one of the med beds and went to walk away but you curled your hand around his fingers.
“Please, please, don’t leave.” You said weakly as you were both terrified and tired.
“I’m not going anywhere trust me.” Barry said tightly holding your hand and sitting next to you. Kaitlin quickly went to work bandaging you up, as Barry just held your hand up to his lips, not kissing them just resting them there and you had to laugh a little which confused them both.
“Normally I’m sitting there.” You pointed where berry was sitting. “And you’re sitting here.” You pointed at the bed, which was actually comfier than it looked.
He just smiled and held your hand as Kaitlin quietly laughed. Leave it to yourself to make a joke after you got kidnapped.
Weeks later you were back to normal and roaming around central city. You actually had made plans to buy yourself a restaurant in a cute and safe little part of the city, per Barry’s request. The whole Kidnapping experience really opened your eyes to what you wanted in your life.
You were glad Barry didn’t try to blame himself for what happened. Of course he almost did but you turned that blame bus around quickly. It was was truly no ones fault and you didn’t like when Barry blamed himself for things he couldn’t control.
Although after the accident, Barry was a lot more protective over you. A lot. Like you couldn’t leave the house without him, or be home alone, he always texted you and he would have Cysco and Kaitlin be around you almost 24/7. At first it was sweet then it turned into down right annoyance so you and Barry talked and he agreed to let up on his protectiveness. You needed to be alone sometimes and you were glad he understood that.
Currently you were on your way to meet up with a real estate agent to finalize the place you wanted.
My name is Barry Allen and I’m the most protective boyfriend in the world.
I watched her as she walked down the street with a little skip in her step which made me chuckle and sit down on the edge of the roof.
“You have to stop following her man, you know she’s gonna be pissed when she finds out.” Wally said appearing behind me. I turned to look at him and saw him in his suit, almost glaring at me. Wally treated (y/n) like a sister, since the first time they met and couldn’t help to want her to be happy.
“I know, I know but I just can’t help it.“ I said and smiled down at her again. There was no way in hell anything would ever happen to her again.
“Mmmmmm…” Sybil sighed contentedly. She stretched slightly, luxuriating in the feel of the muscular chest that cushioned her back.
A chuckle tickled her ear. “Happy?” her husband asked, a cheeky but charming note in his tone.
Sybil smiled and leaned back even more. “I am,” she murmured, sighing happily again. “I love days like this.”
Tom lifted an eyebrow at that. “You do?” he glanced outside, noting how hard the rain was coming down, making it near impossible to see anything. “It’s cold and gray, not to mention pouring kittens.”
Sybil giggled at his words. “True,” she sighed, snuggling further into the crook of his arm. “But that means spending our Sunday indoors where it’s nice and warm…” She practically purred those last words and Tom felt a pleasurable shiver run down his spine.
Despite the rain and spring chill outside, they had turned their Sunday into a pleasant one, complete with coffee and waffles in bed. After their impromptu Sunday bedroom brunch, Sybil snuggled in Tom’s arms, and together they read the Sunday paper. All in all, it was a rather pleasant day.
“And your sister said ‘the honeymoon phase won’t last’,” he chuckled, his lips pressing into her hair.
Sybil giggled. “And that was two years ago.”
Tom laughed at the memory and Sybil turned her head, grinning up at him before tilting her lips to meet his in a sweet, loving kiss.
“Aye, a perfect way to spend our Sunday, Mrs. Branson.”
A wicked twinkle seemed to illumine Sybil’s eyes then. “And it’s about to get better, Mr. Branson.”
Tom’s interest (and something else) rose at that. “Is it…?”
Sybil removed the newspaper from his hands and tossed it aside, before proceeding to show him just how.
“So you think you got me figured out.” “You know I’m dying to hear it.” “I’m getting sick of all the sticks and stones you throw.” “Get out of my face.” “Quit bringing me down.” “I’m doing things exactly like I want to.” “What part of that don’t you understand?” “And I don’t give a damn if you don’t approve.” “Say something I haven’t heard yet.” “It must be nice being perfect.” “I won’t apologize for what I feel inside.” “I won’t be pushed around. I won’t be backing down.” “I’ll never change my ways.”
“Seems like everyone’s burning out.” “You’re my favorite song.” “You shine bright like lighters in the dark.” “And you’re my clarity. The best part of me.” “Don’t worry about tomorrow.” “What we got’s unbreakable.” “We’re good, we’re solid, we’re gold.”
Kiss Me Like Nobody’s Watching
“I wanna paint it on every wall. And shout it out up and down the halls.” “’Cause I just can’t keep it bottled up inside.” “I don’t care what people might think.” “’Cause baby this ship ain’t gonna sink.” “So kiss me like nobody’s watching.” “It doesn’t matter what they say.” “Just kiss me in the middle of the street.” “To let the whole world see that there’s nobody else for me.” “People around us are cynical.” “True love is dead, well that’s a lie.” “’Cause we’ll be together ‘til the end of time.” “Listen to my heart, it’s beating like a drum.”
“After all these wasted nights.” “I can’t pretend that I’m doing fine.” “I’ve played it back a thousand times.” “We can never go back to the way it was.” “We’re drifting apart and it’s killing us.” “I didn’t mean to let you down, mess it up.” “We both knew it couldn’t last forever.” “I guess we crumbled under all the pressure.” “I did my best for what it’s worth.” “And I gave you all this heart could give.” “There was a time you’d scream my name.” “Now all we do is just complain.” “Well maybe I’m the one to blame.” “It’s such a shame.” “How did we end up this way?” “Is this what you wanted?”
Singing In The Rain
“I’m reading through the Sunday paper and it’s all bad news.” “I’m looking for a smile on the streets but it’s just no use.” “I jump into my car, turn the key, but it just won’t start.” “I got a text from my ex.” “It’s official she just broke my heart.” “Storm clouds are circling around.” “But I won’t let that shit drag me down.” “So I’ll be singing in the rain.” “I’ve got a song in my heart and I’m bulletproof.” “There’s nothing in the world that’s gonna kill this mood.” “No matter what life wants to throw my way, I’ll be singing in the rain.” “I went to a fortune teller and she said I’m doomed.” “But what the hell does she know?” “Why she trying to break my groove?” “All of life’s colors turn to grey.” “Then you turn around and you smile my way.” “Suddenly all my problems disappear on cue.” “All because of you.”
“It used to be fun, now it’s bringing me down.” “It’s like everything sucks ‘cause you’re not around.” “Drive to the beach to watch the sunset.” “It’s pointless. I don’t even like that.” “Don’t wanna watch another movie.” “My favorite song means nothing to me.” “I try to medicate. I try to numb the pain.” “No matter what I do it’s all in vain.” “My heart was full of love. Now all I do is hate.” “I fall apart when you’re so far away.” “Please come back to me.” “I never ever should have let you run out of town.” “All my friends are asking me why I’ve been acting crazy.” “We used to go out ‘til the morning.” “But now the party’s kinda boring.” “Went back to where we had our first date, but now I hate the way the food tastes.” “Please I’m on my knees.”
“Stop being such a freak.” “Nobody wants you here.” “That’s what they said to me.” “There’s something wrong with you.” “Why don’t you disappear?” “Why should we all be stereotypes?” “Why don’t we all just stand up and fight?” “In my blood, in my veins, in my heart, I know what’s right for me.” “So I refuse to apologize for who I am.”
“And I refuse to ever let somebody say I can’t.”
“So I refuse to let the words you say get to me.”
“And I refuse to keep on suffering quietly.” “I refuse.” “You’ll never make it far.” “You’re just a hopeless case.” “How can I make it clear?” “You’re just a big mistake.” “You don’t control me.” “This is my life.” “When will you wake up and open your eyes?” “You won’t decide my fate.” “I can do anything.”
I Don’t Wanna Go To Bed
“I gotta tell you the truth.” “I’m full of broken pieces, and all my nights are sleepless.” “I don’t mean to intrude.” “This secret can you keep it?” “Won’t give up even if it takes me all night, takes my whole life.” “Just won’t feel right until I have you.” “When will I learn?” “Tell me what to do.” “I don’t wanna go to bed.” “I don’t wanna go to bed without you.” “Let’s get this out of the way.” “Why should we wait forever?” “We’re meant to be together.” “You don’t remember my name, but I still want you the same.” “Love at first sight left me tongue-tied.” “Every dream, every nightmare’s about you.”
“I found your picture looking through a book.” “It was the one I took when we were driving on Sunset.” “Descendants playing on a mix CD that you just made for me.” “You wrote “for when you miss me” on it.” “I can’t stop myself when I listen. I always sing along.” “And I just can’t take it.” “I wish that I could forget you even exist, and find a way to be without you.” “Cause I miss you and I hate feeling like this.” “It’s making me sick, feeling nostalgic.” “There’s still a hole from when you borrowed it.” “You used to sleep in it ‘cause it reminded you of me.” “Can’t stop myself when I’m thinking. I only see your face.” “Maybe someday my heart will be over it.” “Maybe someday I’ll be okay.”
“You might not think you’re a supermodel but you look like one to me.” “I’d rather have your picture on my phone than on the cover of a magazine.” “It’s hard to think that a girl/boy like you could have any insecurities.” “It’s funny how all the things you would change are all things that are cute to me.” “And I know you don’t believe me, and you think that I’m a fool, but I don’t care.” “Maybe you’ll never see in you what I see.” “I’m not crazy.” “You’re perfectly perfect to me.” “You brush it off every time I tell you your smile lights up the room.” “I’m guessing that you don’t even notice the whole world notices you.” “You think you’re clumsy, I think you’re cool.” “You say you’re typical, I think you rule.” “Sometimes I wonder if you’ll ever believe that I wrote this song for you.” “Someday you’re gonna see you’re beautiful this way.” “You don’t have to try.” “’Cause just the way you are is sweeter than anything.” “Maybe I’m a fool, but it’s always been you.” “’Cause no one ever makes me smile the way you do.”
I Don’t Wanna Be Sad
“I don’t wanna be sad no more.” “It’s been 28 days since I’ve seen the sunshine, ‘cause I just can’t seem to lift this cloud away.” “I swear all the tears I’ve cried can fill an ocean.” “I’ve been swimming in a sea of misery.” “I can’t find the strength to leave this bed.” “I’m locked up in my cuckoo head.” “I feel so low, and I can’t let go.” “I’ve got all the symptoms, all the signs.” “I tell my friends I’ll be just fine, but truth be told it’s getting old.” “And I know, some days will be bad.” “I tried every pill the doctor would prescribe me.” “I’ve put myself through weeks of therapy.” “I tried meditation, yoga, and pilates.” “It’s like happiness just wasn’t meant for me.” “But I’m through, I’m done, I’ve had enough.” “I’ll ditch this funk.” “Just watch me now ‘cause I won’t back down.” “I’ve got a badass personality, so I just need to set it free.” “It starts today.” “I’m on my way.”
P.S. I Hate You
“Dear (name), I think I’m better off without you.” “Like a Polaroid picture, I can still see you in my mind.” “I said I was yours. You said you were mine.” “We started a fire, a fire like no one’s ever seen before.” “There was something about you.” “But then you beat my heart up. Left it black and blue.” “Now I wish I never met you.” “I kinda miss ya, and making out all night like we used to.” “We were good together, nut now the things you’ve done we can’t undo.” “So don’t write me back.” “P.S. I hate you.” “You can spare me the fake tears.” “We don’t even need one last goodbye.” “I’ll see you in ten years. Or better yet, let’s make that forty-five.” “We’re done and it’s over.” “And now the fairytale is up in flames.” “I hope it was worth it. I hope he/she was worth it.” “And if there’s one thing in this life I know is true, it’s that I wish I’d never met you.” “I hope one day you fall in love with someone new, and just when you think it’s true, he/she breaks your heart in two. Just like you did to me.”
“Here we are again. Awake at 5 AM.” “I didn’t mean a word I said. “Can we just pretend I can take it back?” “Change the way the story ends.” “Things were simple then.” “Didn’t always hurt this way.” “I would fall asleep, you would carry me.” “You would take my fears away.” “Am I messed up? Forever flawed? Beyond repair? But forever yours.” “All my life, all I ever did was try and try.” “I never meant to be your problem child.” “I don’t know why I always found a way to make you cry.” “When you look at me I wonder if you see all the things you thought I could be, or all the crazy nights, all the stupid fights, all the tears that filled our eyes.”
I Dream About You
“Some people dream about money and fame, and taking rides on private planes, but they don’t know you like I know you.” “Some people dream about looking good, like movie stars in Hollywood, but they don’t know you like I know you.” “They don’t understand.” “They think I’m a fool.” “If only they could see I dream about you.” “Heaven only knows I do.” “Every single night it’s true.” “People want to drive fancy cars, maybe one day reach the stars, but they don’t know you like I know you.” “I would rather spend all my days reminiscing about yesterday when I was standing right beside you.” “You don’t understand.” “You think I’m a fool.” “If only you could see.” “I never want to wake up.” “I dream about you.”