((Just a one-shot based off of the last part of SilverWing's Blue Rose story. When Tara finds out Alek was taking the reverse syndrom thing))
A strong wind blew through her hair, the sunny atmosphere contradicting to the darker feelings inside. Her feet made prints along the wet sand as she walked towards the shading trees. Emotions and thoughts bouncing around in her head like टेनिस balls. Her hands tightened around the हार in her pocket. She couldn't भालू leaving without it but she didn't feel like bringing herself to wear it.
She stopped at the trees and, with no further thought, feel to her knees in the sand. Emotions burned tears in her eyes. The waves crashed together like all of her thoughts. Her eyes stared ahead at the endless nothing.
He had been taking drugs. Deadly ones; and she hadn't know. She should have. He knew every time something was wrong and she'd messed up. The guilt was tearing her apart. She knew he would hate himself if he knew but all the signs had been there. She knew those signs. She had lived with that for years.
Her family wasn't awful, but if it was one thing she knew, it was the signs of being on drugs. She had grown up with the influence of it. And now she had missed them. She buried her head in her arms, dispelling the thoughts. No. It wasn't hurt fault. It was his. He hadn't known about her family, but it didn't matter. It was his choice. It hurt her deep inside. But what could she do? There was nothing to do.
"Augh!"
She wiped the stray tears from her eyes and stood, sudden anger swelling inside. She grabbed the हार and stared at it. She threw it into the water on instinct and then jumped after it. Grabbing it, she ran back to किनारा, शोर before the waves could claim it again.
"I'm sorry."
She slipped the हार back around her neck, her pent up emotions draining at the thought of loosing her treasure. She collapsed back on the sand and leaned her head on her arm. Her fingers clutched the हार and she sighed with all the leftover emotion.
I didn't mean to throw it. I'm sorry.
Her eyelids drooped and she curled up in the shade, too tired to move. She knew she'd have to tell him some time. And she needed to know why he couldn't tell her about it; his biggest secret. But until he was better, she had no choice. She had to leave everything unsaid.
A strong wind blew through her hair, the sunny atmosphere contradicting to the darker feelings inside. Her feet made prints along the wet sand as she walked towards the shading trees. Emotions and thoughts bouncing around in her head like टेनिस balls. Her hands tightened around the हार in her pocket. She couldn't भालू leaving without it but she didn't feel like bringing herself to wear it.
She stopped at the trees and, with no further thought, feel to her knees in the sand. Emotions burned tears in her eyes. The waves crashed together like all of her thoughts. Her eyes stared ahead at the endless nothing.
He had been taking drugs. Deadly ones; and she hadn't know. She should have. He knew every time something was wrong and she'd messed up. The guilt was tearing her apart. She knew he would hate himself if he knew but all the signs had been there. She knew those signs. She had lived with that for years.
Her family wasn't awful, but if it was one thing she knew, it was the signs of being on drugs. She had grown up with the influence of it. And now she had missed them. She buried her head in her arms, dispelling the thoughts. No. It wasn't hurt fault. It was his. He hadn't known about her family, but it didn't matter. It was his choice. It hurt her deep inside. But what could she do? There was nothing to do.
"Augh!"
She wiped the stray tears from her eyes and stood, sudden anger swelling inside. She grabbed the हार and stared at it. She threw it into the water on instinct and then jumped after it. Grabbing it, she ran back to किनारा, शोर before the waves could claim it again.
"I'm sorry."
She slipped the हार back around her neck, her pent up emotions draining at the thought of loosing her treasure. She collapsed back on the sand and leaned her head on her arm. Her fingers clutched the हार and she sighed with all the leftover emotion.
I didn't mean to throw it. I'm sorry.
Her eyelids drooped and she curled up in the shade, too tired to move. She knew she'd have to tell him some time. And she needed to know why he couldn't tell her about it; his biggest secret. But until he was better, she had no choice. She had to leave everything unsaid.
Hair:
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the क्वीन या king at the earliest time possible. I became क्वीन at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced द्वारा a new queen. A seven साल old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the फ्रेंड्स i do now?
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the क्वीन या king at the earliest time possible. I became क्वीन at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced द्वारा a new queen. A seven साल old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the फ्रेंड्स i do now?
Eyes:
My eyes are cast as a clear Silver. It helps pull the information from my target. And when my eyes glow, it only glows brighter, no need to change color. At one point my eye color showed dominance. Nothing got passed me. I saw it all.
But after i was over throw i was looked down upon. Like i was nothing. I felt hurt. Then my eyes glowed. Like a cursed child, my body levitated from the ground and i gained many gasps. And curses. I destroyed my tribe. The nation i once protected, now needed protection. And worse, from me.
I can never look into a mirror now, those eyes that pierce themselves into my soul. That make me feel my own inflicted pain. I cannot look into someones eyes and hear them say i am beautiful. Because i wont believe it.
My eyes are cast as a clear Silver. It helps pull the information from my target. And when my eyes glow, it only glows brighter, no need to change color. At one point my eye color showed dominance. Nothing got passed me. I saw it all.
But after i was over throw i was looked down upon. Like i was nothing. I felt hurt. Then my eyes glowed. Like a cursed child, my body levitated from the ground and i gained many gasps. And curses. I destroyed my tribe. The nation i once protected, now needed protection. And worse, from me.
I can never look into a mirror now, those eyes that pierce themselves into my soul. That make me feel my own inflicted pain. I cannot look into someones eyes and hear them say i am beautiful. Because i wont believe it.
That's right! I'm still waiting on the विवरण from Robin_Love, but the अगला Young Justice Episode has some spoilers and news.
Young Justice Invasion
Episode 8: "Satisfaction"
Description: N/A
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SPOILERS: So far, all I have is Miss Martian mind rapes someone.
UPDATE: That "someone" is supposedly Superboy when he tries to save Tigress/Aqualad.
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I know! I know! Not much! But instead of ten consecutive दीवार posts, this will be updated. So check back daily!!!!
Young Justice Invasion
Episode 8: "Satisfaction"
Description: N/A
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SPOILERS: So far, all I have is Miss Martian mind rapes someone.
UPDATE: That "someone" is supposedly Superboy when he tries to save Tigress/Aqualad.
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I know! I know! Not much! But instead of ten consecutive दीवार posts, this will be updated. So check back daily!!!!
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"WELL I FEEL FUCKING COPIED" -Mclovin_69
Guys, lets be serious. Since Artemis got pregnant, at least 10 (if not more) OCs have gotton pregnant.
Mclovin and I came up with the unique, never-before-used RP idea together and its kind of annoying आप guys continue to copy.
I know it sounds kind of cocky and full of ourselves but weather आप conciously knew what आप were doing या not. आप did.
Honestly, me and Mclovin aren't very happy with it. And sick of our idea being used and no one ever even asked if they could. They just took it.
And in general, when आप copy anyone. Its so irritating to see someone take your idea आप worked to come up with. So guys. Come up with your own ideas. I know आप can do it. आप guys come up with your own OCs so make your own ideas.
"WELL I FEEL FUCKING COPIED" -Mclovin_69
Guys, lets be serious. Since Artemis got pregnant, at least 10 (if not more) OCs have gotton pregnant.
Mclovin and I came up with the unique, never-before-used RP idea together and its kind of annoying आप guys continue to copy.
I know it sounds kind of cocky and full of ourselves but weather आप conciously knew what आप were doing या not. आप did.
Honestly, me and Mclovin aren't very happy with it. And sick of our idea being used and no one ever even asked if they could. They just took it.
And in general, when आप copy anyone. Its so irritating to see someone take your idea आप worked to come up with. So guys. Come up with your own ideas. I know आप can do it. आप guys come up with your own OCs so make your own ideas.