No t h i n g c h a n g e s a n y m o r e. T h i s w o r l d t h a t b e l o n g s o n l y t o m e, e a c h a n d e v e r y d a y, c o n t i n u e s o n. B u t i’ m n o t l o n e l y. I t d o e s n’ t b o t h e r m e a t a l l. ( shrlter 2016 )
The Family Jewels: never happened Electra Heart: ♡
I K N O W S I X O F T H E S E S O N G S
I W I L L Q U O T E T H E S A M E T H R E E L Y R I C S O N P I C T U R E S O F H O U S E S
I W I L L N O T S T O P U N T I L I ’ V E D O N E A L L T H E H O U S E S
♡ T H A T I S A L O T O F F U C K I N G H O U S E S
Thank you. Thank you for being kind to me and talking about life with me. You are so sweet and kind and you could not ever realize how much I needed that today.
After dinner I left my house with my dog, music blasting. I went to the neighborhood park to cry. This whole week has been awful and I just feel like everyone in this world has something against me. I went to go into the dog park and you were there.
You and your perfectly trained golden retriever, we talked, and talked. We talked about dogs and school and life. You must be in your sixteys and I’m in my teens, but our age difference only pulled us together. You talked of a boy who once took you to your homecoming dance and I admitted to you how terrified I was to go to my first.
I left the dog park with a smile on my face. I went home and sat on my back porch with my dog eating ice cream. I let things go.
I am happy. Thank you for helping me realize that there are more important things in life than stupid boys and people who make you feel worthless.
“I love you, idiot,” Y/N confessed, an anxious feeling wrenching at her gut. The boy’s face illuminated in happiness as the words left her mouth. Peter’s eyes lit up as he leaned in and feverishly kissed her, smiling against her lips.
“I love you too, dork,” He asserted, skimming his thumb across her jaw as he gazed into her E/C hues dreamily.
W A R R E N W O R T H I N G T O N
“Y-You what?” Warren repeated for the third time as his eyes shot open at the final realization at what she said. He shot forward, tackling the girl onto the floor as he placed small, yet hungry kisses upon her face, and then one on her lips.
“I love you too,” He said, getting off of her, and carrying her bridal-style back to his dorm in confidence.
A L E X S U M M E R S
Alex nearly choked on his beer as those words left Y/N’s mouth, Jubilee’s jaw dropped, Jean passed Scott a twenty dollar bill with a shit-eating grin, and Peter wolf whistled as loud as he possibly could. His Azure-Blue gaze shifted to your serious expression, and without thought, his lips crashed onto hers. The kiss was full of hunger and need, and for a split second, he forgot he wasn’t alone with her. He let go of her, and her fingers were at her lips, tracing where his were in shock.
“I knew that,” He asserted with a smirk. “But do you know what’s cool?” Alex’s smirk disappeared, and a smile found it’s way onto his lips. “I love you too,”
“I told you, sucker,” Jean smirked, as Scott’s face was dumbstruck.
C H A R L E S X A V I E R
“That’s quite a stupid thing to say,” Charles stated with confusion placed all over his usual calm expression. “But I can say that I love you too,” He admitted, adverting his Icy-Blue hues away from her E/C ones. The woman’s petite hands found their way to the collar of the button-down he was wearing, and she’d crashed her lips onto his. His arms snaked around her waist, and he smiled against her lips as they kissed.
S C O T T S U M M E R S
Scott dropped the Pop can he held in his hand, Jubilee squealed like the little girl she was, Peter said something disgustingly funny, and Alex said something completely vulgar and amazing as the words finally escaped your lips. “R-Really?” Scott choked out, his jaw basically touching the floor at this point.
“Of course, goofball,” She confirmed, a chuckle and a small ‘idiot’ coming from Alex, his lovely older brother. Scott was beaming in joy, as he snaked his arms around Y/N’s waist, picked her up, and proceeded to spin her around as he kissed her.
“I love you too, Y/N,” He agreed, a smile plastered on his face.
Let’s talk about what we are, which is the coolest and edgiest house in this school. We play to win, because we care about the honour and traditions of Slytherin.
We also get respect from our fellow students. Yes, some of
that respect might be tinged with fear, because of our Dark reputation,
but you know what? It can be fun, having a reputation for walking on the
wild side. […]
But we’re not bad people. We’re like our emblem, the snake: sleek, powerful, and frequently misunderstood.
synopsis: you find seungcheol’s punishment to be a little difficult in more ways than one ;)
✎ an anon asked if i was going to write for seungcheol anytime soon and since the teaser pics came out (bc honestly they destroyed me) i decided to whip this scenario up,, have fun suffering my pals. also tattoo!au bc i love death
It was his mischievous, snide little smirk that summoned the indentation of crescent moons to brand your thighs, fingernails digging so deep into flesh you had to be cautious that irreparable lacerations weren’t the result. It was the whirring thrum of a motor that joined melody with music flowing around the room, his boot pressing down ever so slightly on the pedal and creating ink to settle on tanned skin.
Then in the blink of an eye, the needle was lifting from the boy’s arm, and you could do nothing but suck in one bated breath and press your thighs even closer together, yet not a glimmer of change rang from your head to yours toes.
Instead you were pulling your lower lip under your teeth, head momentarily falling back against the leather couch as waves of ecstasy rumbled like an earthquake under your flesh, all of it resonating from one cursed device you knew you should have been more careful with, for now you were paying the price.