Here’s to the people suffering from conditions that primarily affect women and people designated female at birth. There probably could have been a cure or more effective and humane treatment discovered 80 years ago, but sexism happened and people threw up their hands and said “what do
Keep fighting the good fight for awareness and recognition. Your struggle matters and is deserving of more than a brush-off of “that’s how life is.”
“This is funny”, Klaus thought, a while later, as he stood in front of his mother’s lifeless body, holding her heart on his right hand. It was indeed amusing, because all of Esther’s worries revolved around what he would become if he possessed his Hybrid powers. What kind of evil the blond would turn out to be. Yet, she did not considered the fact she was the one to blame. She made him. She sentenced a poor boy to a painful childhood just to hide her mistake.
A bitter chuckle left his lips. Yes, killing her was an act of mercy, for the witch deserved way more than a quick death.
prompt: 8- “what your wearing is very distracting”, 12- “i didn’t realise i needed your permission, 15-“here take my jacket you look freezing & 23- “kiss me”
a/n: another piece from my trial co-owner!! let me know what yous think!!
perfect nails, perfect hair.
after many hours spent in front of the mirror, I was finally ready to leave my room and go to Cheryl Blossom’s party.
“You look fabulous!“ My best friend, Betty Cooper said in amazement.
“I don't look like myself at all, Betty. I shouldn't have put this much lipstick, maybe i should just stay…”
“No friggin way, Y/F/N! You can't spend a friday night inside of your house. Besides, you have to find yourself a date for prom!“
I, myself, am a particularly introvert person. And to be honest, I’ve never been to a party before, let alone at Cheryl Blossom’s
But my friend was right, I totally needed a date for the prom, so I said yes to the party. Betty hugged me tightly and grabbed her purse. We were ready to go.
We entered the massive Thornhill mansion and searched for our mutual friend, one and only, Veronica Lodge. I was already extremely anxious and jittery.
“Oh my god, you guys! Finally!“ said the raven haired girl joyfully.
“Y/n! You look… different?!”
I smiled ungainly.
“Don’t get me wrong, different but amazing…"
Suddenly, there was an awkward silence.
“Do you guys… want something to drink?”
I nodded in agreement. I totally needed some alcohol to warm me up. We slowly entered a huge living room, filled with familiar faces. Kids from my school were there.
Almost all of them, dancing and drinking not surprisingly expensive beer, without even noticing me.
“Hey, you wanna dance?” shouted Betty. The music was very loud.
“I… No, Betty. I’m not… you can go without me! I’ll catch up later.”
She calmly smiled to me. Even though I was surrounded with people, I felt so lonely.
Many weird thoughs were running through my mind. I wanted to be somebody, I wanted to be known by them, but I was just a regular geeky high school freak. I knew it, leaving my house was a horrible idea.
At that exact moment, a familiar red haired boy approached to me.
“Hi there, beautiful”
“So… To be honest, I’ve never seen you at Cheryl’s parties before.”
“Parties are not really my thing” I tried not to look at his face.
“Then what’s your thing?”
I actually started enjoying this conversation.
“Um… Books, music… I don’t know”
He let out a tiny laugh. His laugh, it was like a melody to my soul. We sat on a beach, next to a small beach house. The familiar sound of waves was astonishing.
“Never met a girl like you before, Y/N. Truly rare”
We both laughed. His piercing blue eyes were shining like diamonds in the night. His face, his personality, he was art. We spent the rest of the night talking, opening up to each other. I could feel it, it was love. A weird, spontaneous love. Assuden, it started to rain.
“Jason, we have to go!”
“No, Y/N! We are too far from Thornhill! We have to hide in the beach house"
We quickly rain into the beach house while laughing.”
“The rain is still pouring! We have to stay here.” I said.
“Here, take my jacket, you look freezing”
I put on his comfortable red velvet jacket.
“What’s so special about rain?” he sat next to me.
“I like rain. Rain makes me feel less alone. All rain is, is a cloud- falling apart, and pouring its shattered pieces down on top of you. It makes me feel better to know other things in nature can shatter.”
I could feel his eyes staring at me.
“Um… Jason, I have to ask you something”
“Oh so do I… You go first.”
“Why… Why did you choose me over all those girls?”
And we were back to the awkward conversations.
“Well that’s simple. There’s no reason I shouldn’t pick you, Y/N. You are special"
I had to words to say. Was he actually in love with me?
“My turn now!”
He took my hand.
“Y/N, would you like to go to prom with me?"
I stood there, frozen, speachless.
His rosy lips quickly slammed mine. The kiss was strong, breathtaking.
The rain finally stopped pouring
Jason was not just a typo highschool rich kid, he was more than that. He was more than good enough. And I loved him, I truly did. But missing someone gets easier everyday because even though you are one day further from the last time you saw them, you are one day closer to the next time you will. …
The first boy who loves you wears floods because he can’t afford a new pair of jeans. He can’t look you in the eye. Not until he asks you out your sophomore year. Sweaty palms. A crack in his voice. Don’t say no. I know you want to. I know your friends are snickering about it in some corner. But I also know that you like the way he is kind and gentle and quite. Even if you won’t admit it. Even if you introduce him to your parents as a friend for the first five months of your relationship. He is real, and he is here, and he is asking you to dinner from behind a greasy mop of hair. Yes, you say. You’ll go.
The first boy who loves you picks you up late in a car with chipped paint, but apologies fall off his tongue like rain from the sky. Genuine apologies. He takes you to a place way off the grid. Some total dive. You order the pasta carbonara, and he smiles with all of his teeth when you tell him it’s the best damn food you’ve ever had. He says sweet things. Funny things. You forget that he’s weirdo boy. Lonely boy. Sad boy. When he says he likes you, has liked you for years now, you tell him you might be starting to feel the same way. Might. But when he kisses you, just barely fucking kisses you, your insides scream at the sudden rightness.
The first boy who loves you asks you why you never talk about your family, and you tell him all of the gory details. The fighting. The drinking. The divorce. And he holds you until you forget where your limbs end and his begin. Eventually, into the skin of your neck, he will tell you that he loves you. You won’t say it back, but you’ll pull him close. You lose your shirt somehow. And then the rest of your clothes. And then your mind. It’s painful and awkward and wonderful before it becomes something more. Much more. And when you let yourself relax, arching into his touch, it’s very nearly everything.
But the first boy who loves you will not be the last boy who loves you. And he is not an idiot. The first boy who loves you will not let you push him aside when you need space. He will not let you break without trying to fit you back into place like a puzzle. And when everything falls apart, he is the only thing you know how to destroy. The boy with bright eyes and bad hair and the strongest arms will stay by your side through anything. But when you ask him to leave, rip his hands from your waist and edge him towards the door, he will go. Even though you wish he wouldn’t. Even though you don’t know why you’re doing this. He will go. Because the first boy who loves you is kind and gentle and quite, but he is not an idiot.
When you look back at him, sweaty palms, a nervous crack in his voice, you will still remember everything. He called you sweetheart. And babe when he was angry. And your full name when he was feeling especially affectionate. And even though it’s over, even though other boys have loved you, the first boy who loved you will be the only boy who holds your heart in his hands, feels it beat and breath without possession or power but a reverence you still struggle to understand, and then places it back into your chest and whispers, “Live.”
a messy letter to the boy who will never know how much I loved him.
So, I think everyone should explain briefly why they chose their house colour. Helga, do you want to go first?
Well, I wanted my students to look forward to learning in a happy and safe environment and yellow seemed to be the perfect colour for that. It's bright and cheerful.
For me blue symbolises a clear and well structured mind. There are no clouds blocking it and hindering the student from using their full potential, just a clear blue sky.
Okay, that's interesting. I chose red because it's the colour of war. Life is full of battles, small and big ones and I want my students to feel like they are ready for whatever might come at any time. What about you, Salazar?
hello!! would I be able to request a joshua "friends to lovers" au sorta thing? where you're best friends and then you eventually realise you're in love with one another and it's all just fluff?? thank you!!
- you and joshua have been best friends for as long as you can remember - you were about six years old when you first met and it happened in the first grade - you forgot your lunch at home and you were suffering at your desk as you watched everyone eat their lunches - you buried your face in your arms when suddenly….. you heard someone pull up a chair and push it towards your desk - when you looked up, you saw your classmate joshua sitting in front of you and he was smiling - you asked “oh hi, do you need anything??” and joshua shook his head and took out his lunch - he opened up his lunch box to reveal seven kimbaps, and he moved it closer to you and said “you forgot your lunch right?? you can have the rest of my meal” - you looked up at him and said “what?? but….. aren’t you going to get hungry??” - joshua shook his head and said “don’t worry, i had a bibimbap and like three kimbaps….. i kind of guessed you forgot your lunch so i thought i’d share” - you looked up at him with sparkling eyes because WHAT AN ANGEL and you happily ate the kimbap - you and joshua started talking to each other more but one day, he forgot his lunch….. - and this time, you were the one to share your lunch!! - you’ve stuck to each since and you just can’t imagine a life without joshua - you went to the same elementary, middle school and now you’re in the same high school - no one’s surprised because everyone knows you’re a package deal - you thought that you and joshua would be best friends forever, but you can’t help but wish that you were something more…… - that’s right, somewhere along the way (you’re not sure when) you fell for joshua - maybe it’s because he’s always been right there by your side, cheering you on, cheering you up, and filling your days with sunshine - you never want to confess to him though because you’re afraid that if you do…… it’ll ruin your friendship - you decide to just stay happy having him as your best friend and nothing more - you’re sleeping over at joshua’s house because your tutoring session ended up being longer than planned and he was not going to let you walk back this late at night and in this hard rain - he lays out a bunch of blankets and pillows on the floor of his living room, and he laughs as he watches you jump on them once he’s done - joshua closes the lights and lies next to you, it’s not weird at all considering you’ve been sharing beds since you were like six - you both talk for while when joshua suddenly goes quiet and you assume “ah i guess he fell asleep” - you try to go to sleep as well but you find yourself still up even after what feels like an hour - you turn to joshua and just kind of stare at him…… - and you want to try saying it…. just this once - you whisper “i like you, joshua” and you just kind of smile to yourself - it felt so nice saying it aloud instead of keeping it all inside and the best part is, he didn’t hear it - or so you thought - after turning around to try to actually get some sleep, joshua softly asks “what…. did you say?” - your heart drops after hearing this - oh. no. - you stay quiet, hoping to trick him into thinking you fell asleep - luckily, joshua doesn’t say anything after….. but you know he knows you’re awake - the next morning, you wake up to the sound of someone cooking breakfast in the kitchen and you know it’s joshua making pancakes for the two of you - you slowly get up and quietly make your way to the washroom, and you just stare at yourself in the mirror to see huge eyebags under your eyes - you haven’t gotten much sleep after your confession went wrong…. hopefully joshua doesn’t bring it up….. - you splash water on your face and take a deep breath before marching out of the washroom and into the dining room where joshua is placing pancakes in your plate - with a bright smile, you greet “good morning, joshua!!” but you immediately freeze because WRONG MOVE - you’re never this happy in the morning - joshua must have sensed your internal panic attack so he just smiles in return and says “good morning, i made pancakes!!” - you sigh in relief and take a seat at the table - your conversation at the table is surprisingly normal….. but it’s when joshua offers to walk you home that you know it’s completely over - halfway to your house, joshua says “(name)…. about what you said last night….” - you try to play it dumb and blurt out “what do you mean??” - joshua turns to you and says “i know you were awake” and you just stay quiet, preparing yourself for the rejection - you both stop walking and joshua looks down at the ground to avoid eye contact - he says “(name), you….. you’ve always been my best friend, you know that? we’ve known each other forever and you know i love you, but not like…..” - your stomach drops - “i’m sorry.” - you’re going to cry. you can feel tears welling up in your eyes - but instead you smile and say “i…. kind of knew you’d say that. let’s be sure to not let this get between us, okay?” - joshua looks up at you and he says “(name)….” but you shake your head and grin “don’t give me that!! don’t you dare make things weird on monday” - he just nods his head and walks you the rest of the way home, and much to your sadness, it’s in silence - you’re so thankful joshua lived up to his promise though, you’re glad he didn’t avoid you all weekend like you were expecting him to - monday comes around and everything’s completely normal, there’s the usual teasing and joking around….. it’s like you never confessed at all - you’re walking down the halls when a poster suddenly catches your eye - you stop in your tracks and run back to take a look at it and you SCREAM out of excitement - joshua asks “what??” and you just point at the poster while jumping up and down immediately - you exclaim “THEY’RE MAKING A SCHOOL ADAPTATION OF MY FAVORITE MOVIE!! AND THEY’RE HOLDING AUDITIONS STARTING THURSDAY!!” - joshua reads the poster and says “OH WOW NO WAY” - you say “I’M GOING TO AUDITION” and joshua says “REALLY??” - you say “of course!! i’m going to take a chance!! you have to come cheer me on!!” and joshua laughs “of course i’ll be there, why wouldn’t i be??” - thursday comes along and you’re excitedly standing in line to audition for the part of first lead - you’re the last person auditioning for first lead, you give your audition your all and joshua just proudly watches you from where he’s sitting - but he’s sitting in front two guys waiting to audition for the part of the first lead’s love interest and he overhears one of them ask their friend “who’s that??” - his friend replies “isn’t that (name) from class 2?? they’re cute” - joshua subtly turns his head in their direction at their words - the first guy continues “they are!! hey, i bet i can get the love interest part and have them fall for me by the end of it” - at this, joshua gets up from his seat and leaves - at the end of your audition, everyone in the auditorium claps at your performance and you excitedly scan the room for joshua - but your smile fades to see that he’s not there anymore and….. it hurts….. - you get off the stage and start heading out, when the casting director says “now for the love interest’s role” - you’re walking toward the door when you hear a familiar voice say “my name is joshua hong, class 2” - your eyes widen and your turn around to see joshua up on stage, and he shoots you an eye-smile when you have eye contact - after his performance, he jumps off stage and runs up to you - you ask “why did you audition??” and joshua says “it was just for fun!!” - the results of the auditions are released the next day and your jaw drops because you and joshua are casted as the main couple of the play…… - you feel so….. upset….. because how will you be able to get over him if you’re going to be acting like lovers on stage…… - you’re given your scripts, and you’re glad the movie doesn’t have a kiss scene - instead there’s an almost-kiss scene where the main character is holding their dying lover in their arms and they’re leaning in for a kiss but they die before sharing one - it was pretty awkward when you were both practicing it together and it was painful because you know you’re never going to be able to really kiss him….. - fast forward to the day of the play, and the entire cast gets a standing ovation at the end of it - you walk back to your changing room, but before you can change out of your clothes, someone knocks on your door - you walk over to it and open it up to see joshua holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers - he holds them out to you and says “good job out there” and you grin “oh wow!! thanks joshua!!” - you look up and notice that his eyes are glued to the floor and you ask “hey, you all right?? i’m not used to seeing you this way” - joshua says “huh? oh no, it’s….. nothing….” - you shrug “okay well, i’m going to change then. thanks for the roses” but before you could shut your door, joshua says “wait” - you swing the door wide open again and say “yeah?” - joshua looks into your eyes and softly says - “don’t give up on me” - your eyes widen at his words, but….. anger suddenly wells inside of you - you say “are you…. telling me to keep liking you even if you don’t like me back?” - he shakes his head “what?? no—” - you clutch the flowers tightly and say “i never expected this from you, joshua…. do you really think i’m going to just keep waiting for you forever—?” - joshua interrupts “THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT” and you stay silent because you’ve never heard him raise his voice in your life - he continues “do you really think i’d say that?? (name), why do you think i even joined this play in the first place?? why do you think i’d go through all this trouble?? it’s because I LIKE YOU, OKAY??” - you look at him with wide eyes and whisper “you…. what?” - he says “i like you…. i didn’t think i did, but….. at the audition, these two guys were saying how they were going to get the role of your love interest and i couldn’t stand the idea of you being with someone else…. i’m sorry for not realizing it any sooner….” - you just stare at him with wide eyes when you suddenly break out into a smile and wrap your arms around his neck - when you pull away, joshua leans down and kisses you on the lips - you may not have gotten a kiss on stage, but this backstage kiss is so much better
Raise your hand if you would have enjoyed Spiderman a lot more if SHIELD was in it (or later revealed that Damage Control was an alias for SHIELD), but you’re a little annoyed that instead, we got a backdoor pilot for a show that will probably never happen.