What Relationships Shouldn't Be by kattklb101, literature
Literature
What Relationships Shouldn't Be
Suffocating.
That’s the only way I can describe it.
I got used to not breathing,
to feeling like hands were wrapped tightly around my neck.
Terrified.
That’s what I remember most about it.
I got used to threats of suicide,
of hearing his cries every time I tried to get away.
And relationships shouldn’t be like this.
Relationships shouldn’t be one-sided;
And I know now
that I was unhappy from the start,
that I didn’t want the same things he wanted.
I wanted out.
Manipulated.
That’s how I remember feeling most.
I got used to leaving,
and going back because ‘I need you, baby.’
Alone.
That’s
Dick comes home to find Wally perched on his living room couch, Alfred kneeling next to him with the first aid kit. He takes in the bruise around his eye and the carious scratches covering his cheeks and arms. Off to the side, Barry, Bruce, and Ollie are talking.
“What happened?” Dick asks, tossing his bag to the floor and making his way to the couch.
“Oh, this?” Wally gestures to himself and shrugs, a teasing smile on his face. “Just got a run in with a bad guy, not biggie. The usual, you know?”
The look in Wally’s eyes, though, gives it all away that he’s lying, that he’s hurt
Wally greets him at the door, catching his limp body in his arms as Dick slumps against him. He shoots Megan a look from across the room, a silent question in his eyes, and she just shakes her head, pulling Conner along with her back to their room. One more glance around the commons and he stops Artemis disappearing down the hall to her room and Kaldur on his way out. With confusion hanging around him, he gently leads Dick down to their joined room, eases him into bed.
He’s covered in dried blood and there’s mud caked around the left side of his body, mainly on his cheek and shoulder. There’s a gash in his side, small,
Wally stares down at the bundle in his lap wrapped in light blue blankets. It’s almost impossible for him to believe that they finally did it, they finally have a baby.
Two babies, Wally reminds himself, looking up at Dick pacing back and forth with Cohen clutched tightly in his arms, the purple blanket falling off his feet the littlest bit. Wally looks back down at Ryder, chubby cheeks pink and eyelashes long as they fall closed. He finally stops bouncing his leg and pulls him into his arms, rocking him back and forth.
It’s been an hour like this, trying to get the boys to settle enough to put them in their cribs for the n
I can't focus around you by kattklb101, literature
Literature
I can't focus around you
The body in front of Kevin is ridged, bent over the test of microbiology or reduced fractions or whatever else they’re supposed to know before final exams. The hat on the back of his head shows a few stands of black hair that fall against his neck. In his mind, he can see his face scrunched up in concentration as he chews on the end of his pencil.
Kevin doesn’t remember exactly when he became obsessed with the man, just that one day his insults died in the back of his throat when he looked –really looked- at Edd.
Edd is beautiful. His skin is pale and his eyes are wide in wonder everyday. His black hair is hidden und
Tamaki likes to go all out for Christmas, ordering insane amounts of decorations and food the host club would never normally have. He goes past their budget, cutting into his own allowance from his father that is not to be used until he moves out. Kyouya tries to stop him when it gets to that point, but Tamaki is persistent and it’s impossible not to fall for his puppy-dog eyes.
The club’s lights are all in the shape of snow flakes, dimmed, casting light shadows across the members faces for the ladies to coo at. There’s mistletoe above the entrance, and Kyouya strictly instructed the members not to go anywhere near it w
What Relationships Shouldn't Be by kattklb101, literature
Literature
What Relationships Shouldn't Be
Suffocating.
That’s the only way I can describe it.
I got used to not breathing,
to feeling like hands were wrapped tightly around my neck.
Terrified.
That’s what I remember most about it.
I got used to threats of suicide,
of hearing his cries every time I tried to get away.
And relationships shouldn’t be like this.
Relationships shouldn’t be one-sided;
And I know now
that I was unhappy from the start,
that I didn’t want the same things he wanted.
I wanted out.
Manipulated.
That’s how I remember feeling most.
I got used to leaving,
and going back because ‘I need you, baby.’
Alone.
That’s
The names Ember. I'll basically just post word vomit from fandoms I love and occosionally pictures of myself. Feel free to send me a message or just talk to me, about anything and everything Personal Quote: Im just as smart as I am stupid Tumblr: sailoverthestars.tumblr.com/
Soooo, like, 3000 years ago, I wrote a fic series called Everything We Do We Do Together. (cringes when thinks about all the grammar errors) I ended it with Kaoru being forced by his parents to go to America to study, away from Hikaru. So, I wanted to write a sequel about what it's like to be apart from each other. (seriously cringes when thinking about the old one. I might go back and edit it to be better cringes)
So, I'm writing this Birdflash fic (literally just started it like last week). It's going to be multi-chaptered. It's going to be centered around the whole team, including Bruce Wayne and Barry Allen, and the such. Also lots of Roy because who doesn't like DickWallyRoy? I'm still brainstorming titles for it, because I'm shit at titles uguu. But it's kind of 'intense' and such. Dick gets kidnapped while in school by Joker and the such and I guess you could guess what happens from there?
I'm thinking of the title Spilling Secrets, because I have nothing else in mind quite yet. How does that sound?
Also I can't really figure out how to use ita