Wave Writing

(idk what to call it, enjoy. credit to Piccadilly for some parts and inspiration)

Dating has been compared to a game, a sport, a hunt, a dance, and while it can be all of those things for some people mine can only be compared to skydiving without a parachute. We met and, although my heart caused me to fall way faster and harder than I was prepared for, it wouldn’t tell me when we were about to hit the ground until it was too late. No safety net, no preparation, nothing to warn me or catch my fall for the day that he changed in front of everyone’s eyes, mostly in mine. 

“We were high school sweethearts, the ones that everyone wanted to be. We were envied for how much we loved each other, he was my whole world. I couldn’t imagine myself with anyone else. We were soulmates. Or so I thought. 

“He always had a reputation for being ruthless, soulless, but that was never the man I knew. Yes, even though I did fall for those certain parts of him, the type of man that didn’t sugarcoat or hold back what he was thinking were always the ones that I fell for. Around me, he was someone else entirely. I’ll never forget the day that he got down on one knee in front of my whole family…that was the day he changed.”

I looked down at my hands that were toying with the hem of my- his hoodie. The last thing I ever remember getting form him, my last good memory of him. 

“I was wearing this hoodie when he proposed. I didn’t even see it coming. There was no awkward excuses for why he was gone and not answering my texts, no weird attitude right before he did it. Nothing that tipped off that he wanted to share the rest of our lives together. And just as I was about to scream that I would and give him the biggest kiss of my life…he was torn away from me.

“My dad threw him out - literally. I was screaming and crying, the love of my life being torn away as my mom held me back from running after him. My dad came back and yelled that he didn’t want a son like ‘that’…”

My hands started to shake as I traced over the finger that a ring would currently be sitting if that didn’t happen. Tears started to well in my spaced off eyes, slipping down my cheeks. 

“Obviously I knew what he meant, which only hurt more, but…what hurts the most is knowing that I’d never be in love with you now.”

I’m going to be dropping out of my calculus class because it has been causing me so much stress on top of the rest of my classes this semester. So now I will have a free block where I can write and do more of homework then so I have more time to write at home!

I will update you guys when I drop out of that class, which probably be when the next chapter is updated. So after that updates should become more often, but don’t quote me on it.

 ((I apologize this took so long! I was planning to do this a bit ago but I got sick, I still am but I’m at least a bit better. I also made this a little sides thing.))

Virgil had woken up feeling bad and little. It wasn’t unusual for him to get sick, neither for him to wake up being in little space after he fell asleep in it, but it was unusual to have another worrying over him, given all the time he spent alone. 

Patton knew his little baby would be small when he woke, making his way from his own room and towards the anxious trait’s. What he didn’t expect is Virgil to be curled up against the headboard, hugging a stuffie close to him and crying. 

He rushed into the room and wrapped his arms around the sniffling side, who immediately fell into his hold. “M-My face is leaking…” He sniffled and let out a little whimper. “I hate being sick…” 

Patton shushed him and rubbed his back, letting his little boy cry it out, stuffie held tight in his arms as they also wrapped around his middle. It was a long day of cuddles, soup, and medicine along with some crying from the little one. 

Virgil felt a little bad the next morning as his daddy had gotten sick becuase of him, but now it was his turn to return the favour…with some help from Logan Roman of course. 

What the fuck is up you guys

Im sick, im tired, and i took 3 hours to make this so please look at it

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bakla

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kathoey

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muxe

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Two-Spirit

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fa%27afafine

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M%C4%81h%C5%AB

http://content.time.com/time/world/article/0,8599,1820633,00.html

http://www.npr.org/blogs/pictureshow/2012/05/30/153990125/in-mexico-mixed-genders-and-muxes

http://www.nativepeoples.com/Native-Peoples/May-June-2014/Two-Spirit-The-Story-of-a-Movement-Unfolds/

http://theculturetrip.com/pacific/samoa/articles/fa-afafines-the-third-gender/

THE WESTERN IDEA OF TWO GENDERS IS EXACTLY THAT

WESTERN

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gender_and_Judaism

SIX.

JUDAISM.

Rules: Send me two (2) tropes from this list + a ship and I’ll describe how I’d combine them in the same story. 

Historical AU 

Royal AU 

Modern AU 

Coffee Shop AU 

Bar/Restaurant AU 

Bookshop AU 

Florist AU  

Hospital AU 

Dance AU 

Airport/Travel AU 

Neighbour AU 

Roommate AU 

Detective AU 

Bodyguard AU 

Criminal AU 

Prison AU 

War AU 

Circus AU 

Summer Camp AU 

Teacher AU 

Dystopian AU 

Space AU 

Performer AU 

Soulmate AU 

Fairy Tale AU 

Massage Fic  

Sick/Injured Fic 

Proposal Fic  

Wedding Fic  

Holiday Fic  

Birthday Fic 

Pregnancy Fic  

Baby Fic 

Vacation Fic  

Bathtub Fic 

Text/Letter Fic 

Coming Out Fic   

Grief Fic  

Survival/Wilderness Fic  

Almost Kiss 

First Kiss 

The Big Damn Kiss 

Dance of Romance  

Flowers of Romance 

Chocolate of Romance  

Blind Date  

Not a Date  

Fake Dating 

Fake Married 

Arranged Marriage  

Accidentally Married 

Marriage of Convenience 

Mutual Pining 

Secret Relationship  

Established Relationship 

Awful First Meeting 

Forgotten First Meeting  

Accidental Eavesdropping  

Interrupted Declaration of Love 

Poorly Timed Confession 

Love Confession 

Love Confessor (Character A confessing their love for Character B to Character C)  

Everybody Knows/Mistaken for Couple 

Star Crossed Lovers  

It’s Not You, It’s Me 

It’s Not You, It’s My Enemies  

Character in Peril 

Heroic Sacrifice 

Flirting Under Fire 

Locked in a Room 

Twenty-Four Hours to Live  

Stranded on A Desert Island 

Stranded Due to Inclement Weather 

Huddling for Warmth 

Bed Sharing  

Did They or Didn’t They? 

In Vino Veritas  

Above the Influence  

Anger Born of Worry  

Green-Eyed Epiphany  

The Missus and the Ex 

Second Love  

Intimate Artistry  

Married to the Job  

Innocent Physical Contact 

I Didn’t Mean to Turn You On 

Aroused By Her Voice  

Erotic Dreams 

First Time 

Unexpected Virgin 

PWP 

Kink 

Makeovers 

Hair Brushing/Braiding 

Sleep Intimacy 

Scars  

Time Travel  

Curses 

Magical Accidents 

me: I’m gonna write a fic! 

brain: oh really? how long is it gonna be? 

me: just a few thousand words or so, nothing major. 

brain:….

me:…. 

brain: ………………

me: please don’t do this again.

brain: I have no idea what you’re talking about.

me: struggling back tears: im begging you. 

brain:……

*three hours later* 

brain: So here’s the outline and first 5 chapters to a 100k slowburn AU. have fun. 

me: but what about the other-