#obxocmuses

as far as kooks go, leah is one of the few that kiara can still stand to be around. the friendship they had found had managed to survive her infamous kook year and the bullying and isolation that had resulted from it, continuing even now. she shrugs, little bit of amusement dancing behind her eyes. "i dunno. i guess it never came up — it didn't really seem important."

kiara's emotions have always been loud — she blames it on her cancer sun, thank you very much. so when a confrontation with a particularly braindead kook had lead to a beer being dumped down her back, it had been no surprise that she'd blown up. but when all was said and done and she'd stomped away, anger melted into embarrassment which melted into a sadness rooted deep in her chest, memories of her kook year flooding back. she's fifteen suddenly, all alone in a school of people who make no secret that they hate her. she blinks hard, forcing the memory away as she dabs a beach towel at her sticky hair when summer comes up. "it's not worth it," she sighs, shaking her head and rolling her eyes a little. "and he's such a douche he'd probably press charges."

JJ figured this day would happen. Willow would find out what he and his friends were really up too. He kept her from the truth for as long as he could. Hell, even tried to push her away. She would be the third person to know what the pogues were really hiding.

The blond put his hands behind his head. This wasn't going to be the last time he'd see handcuffs or a police car. JJ's idea to break into a museum as a janitor was probably not the best one he and John B could come up with. The area they needed to go too was restricted.

"Sorry Willow. I 'll tell you everything when I get out of the clink."

JJ said it so casually like he was going to get beers and chill.

closed for @obxocmuses (sorry XD)

@obxocmuses asked: [ HICKEY ]: sender gives receiver a hickey ~ Willow x Barry

“Fuck,” he hissed, leaning his head back against the couch, exposing his neck even more to her, as he felt not just her soft lips but her sharp teeth on his sensitive skin. His arms were around her body, hands on her ass while she was sitting on his lap. They had been kissing, he still tasted her lips on his tongue, when he drew in a sharp breath as Barry felt her sucking on his skin.

“Damn, what you doing, bug?” he asked, although he already knew the answer.

Eddie gave her a concerned look. "I don't sell to recovered users. I may be a drug dealer. I'm not going to be responsible for someone's relapse."

"No. If that were the case I'd totally be passed out by now. Alcohol and weed don't mix. That is how i know. And Pope saving my ass half the time because of it."