* BITCH. / WITCH.

what i really want is the almost clichéd f/f plot of muse a who is the head cheerleader type and muse b who is her rough, sarcastic girlfriend. where muse a is just this pretty mean girl type with her band of followers (or sorority sisters depending on age) who just do what she says on a whim and most of the school is in awe of her and then there is muse b who is sarcastic and smart and really thinks they are above it all with their leather jackets and confidence and them just being so in love with each other and going out on dates and muse b happily going to sports games to see muse a do what she loves and letting muse a know she has no school spirit but would go to every game if she gets to see her in that stupidly short skirt and get to take it off her after. and muse a shutting down any homophobic slander towards muse b or their relationship and angsty fights because they are so different and not sure they wan the same thing/being way too jealous when someone gives the other a little too much attention!!

         “Do we even have a free will ?” It was a random thought, really. But the question had burned on her tongue, begging to come out. Rose knew too well that this world was far more than black and white; there were things the average human didn’t even recognize. So who could tell them that there wasn’t even more ? A power, maybe, that could control and manipulate each and everyone on this earth. Eyes met the other, truly interested in an answer; or an opinion at least.  ( @daayaan  )

     “Is it okay if I sit here ?” Public transport ━ she hated it. Full of people, noises and smells. Rose couldn’t understand how someone could possibly take this kind of transport by free choice. The train was PACKED with people; it was hard enough to walk already, let alone to find a free seat. But dark eyes spotted a free spot quite close to a blonde female and she had headed towards it, before someone else could steal the chance to sit. The space wasn’t big, but she could squeeze in there. And after all Rose was exhausted and would be thankful for a bit of rest. ( @shefell )

there was a tilt of the head; playfully almost. she could sense his confusion and she couldn’t quite understand. didn’t he know that they couldn’t continue like this ? they were like the sun and moon, so different and yet so depending on each other. “you know exactly what i mean.” her voice was calm, but solid. for a second she let her gaze shift around, allowing him to get dressed a bit more; before they’d continue this conversation. heavily breathing the brunette sunk in his arms; almost melted into his grip. god, she did love him and she couldn’t fight it. pressing her lips together, arms loosely found their way around his upper body. rose shivered at the slight touch and inhaled jaemin’s scent; in fact her heart felt like exploding when she heard the words brushing against her skin. “  ━ i’m not a woman for one night stands. our relationship ended months ago, we ended things.” rose’s eyes shut for a short second and slowly let go of him. “this feels wrong to me.” lie. nothing ever felt wrong when she was in his arms. they still felt like home and they always would. and then she faced him, softly removing jaemin’s hands from her body. “please let me go.” a whisper, a beg. please let me go and don’t make this harder than it already is.