Hm

[mayqueen517]

Today was kind of awful, because I spent most of it kind of prickly and trying to escape to the bedroom to have a good crying jag and listen to music and veg out. Instead, Gramma wouldn't leave me alone, kept wanting to talk about innane stuff, so I spent most of the day feeling on edge and tense.

I finally came into the living room and put on Doctor Who ('cause Mom got me Season 5. ♥__♥) and was able to destress a little. It also had the added bonus of the fact that Vincent And The Doctor makes me cry like a babyyyyyy, and I could just blame it on Doctor Who.

The sucky part is that what I would really love right now is a hug. I just want someone to hug me and let me hang on and cling to them, but I can't ask for that. It's hard for me to ask for hugs, idk. (It's part of why, when I met Sisky in August, I spent two weeks afterward FLAILING silently, because it was exactly what I needed sometimes, to be able to look back at.) (I will hug the fuck out of you upon meeting you and I LOVE hugs...but it's stupidly hard for me to ask.)

Anyways, the whole point of this is that things have been sucky today, the 3 words thing is amazingly lovely and I can't stop making quiet little heart-eyes at it.



But you know what I wanna do? I wanna break some comments tonight. I don't think I've ever broken 100 comments in this journal. Or any journal, really.

ETA: OH WAIT, I HAVE BROKEN 100 COMMENTS IN THIS JOURNAL BEFORE. Whoops. WHATEVS, LET'S DO IT AGAIN.

So come on, guys. Ask me random questions, let's comment!fic. SOMETHING. Let's do that photo tag thingy. At least, I think that's what it's called. (where someone posts a picture, and the response to it has to be kind of similar? IDK)

Comments

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

GGGRREEEEETTTTAAAA ~hearts and sighs~

~chinhands~

so, pretty lady, i hear you have some ~ideas~ a-floatin' around....

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

(Greta goes best with Patrick. *nods*)

AND I DO!

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"Did you plan that?"

"Plan what?" Greta says, smiling at Nicole, blonde hair streaming around her face in the wind as they walk over to see Victoria. Nicole sighs, shaking her head and tugging her scarf closed. She remember Greta, a sweet-faced but devious girl, from school and she knows that if anyone were to pair up Kevin and Mike, it would be her.

"Mike and Kevin?"

"Not particularly. But they are sweet, huh?" she says, winking. Nicole sighs, laughing with her as they step into the warm cafe. Fairy lights hang around, giving the room a softer glow than lamps and Nicole immediately feels at home. (She remembers these same lights from dances at school, seeing glowing fairies dart around (and if Cassadee had her way with them, singing bawdy songs))

"Seriously though, did you set it up?"

"I figured that Kevin would be the best to keep an eye on Mike and his team. I just didn't know how CLOSE of an eye Kevin would keep," Greta says, laughing. Her laughter sends the charmed butterflies in her hair fluttering, bright flashes of blue and black bright against her golden hair. Victoria spots them from her table, lighting up and Nicole sighs, letting Victoria pull her into a hug.

"I wanna be you when I grow up, Greta," Nicole says, propping her chin on her hand as Greta laughs.

"I think I wanna be me too when I grow up."

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

OMFG ♥ eyes!!

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

GO AHEAD, ask me about something, I'll try and drabble it out.

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

hehe, okay, you have a choice

you can either solve my problem of what to do with the 'psychic bond' square on my bingo card

OR

Nicole, secret evil overlord (in training)

GO!

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. Do they know about the psychic bond or does it just happen? And do they know WHO the other person is? Or is it just a matter of OH, THIS PERSON IS CLOSE or whatever?

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

I have written a few pages, and then got stuck. I think I went the wrong way - dealing with how everyone else sees them rather than them themselves. you gdoc? i can link you in and you can have a read if you feel like rendering an opinion?

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

Sure! Invite ChristinaN517@gmail.com and that should work.

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

linked you to the second attempt - i got a little into the first attempt and then realized that, hey, KJ soulbonded and then just WALKED AWAY /o\

(also, i keep typing soulboned...oh hai Freud!)

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

And ahahahahahahahahhaa

Man, I need to promise myself that I'll actually COMPLETE at least ONE row from my SDS bingo card. >_

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

soul bond is my middle square, and it's the LAST ONE, so it's become my mission to finish, and finish well (dammit!)

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

And hmmm. It's good...but it's a little wooden? Like, it all feels very surface. If you wanted to keep it light, maybe try writing it in JONAS 'verse? I think that'd be adorable, ahahaha!

Though, I will say, the phrase IMPRINTED ON YOU LIKE A BABY DUCKLING had me cackling.

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

OMG JONAS!VERSE SOULBONDING

season one, where Macy spends half the story leaping out at Nick trying to imprint on him :DD And Kevin manfully passes out ("I DID NOT FAINT, JOE LUCAS, you horrible liar") in the hallway when he accidentally bumps into new student Mike....

~cackles~

y/n/mb?

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

TOTAL YES, DO IIIIITTTTTTT

OMG.

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

Kevin walked down the corridor with his nose in his english notes, trying desperately to sort out his Cordelia's from his Ophelia's before the test in first period English. He ducked Macy's awkwardly swung hockey stick, stepped around Joe and Stella's awkward conversation, and opened his locker with an expert tap of his fist.

Nick joined him a moment later, sighing the sigh of a disgruntled mini-genius. "Not soulbonded to Macy yet?" Kevin asked automatically. The joke had ceased to be funny sometime in the first two weeks of the school year, but Kevin was nothing if not persistent. Or consistent. Or maybe both. He hoped that wasn't on the English test.

"No," Nick snarled. "Here." He thrust a sheet of music at Kevin. "Live it, learn it, love it. But mostly learn it." He stalked off down the corridor, scattering students in his wake.

"What's the magic word?" Kevin yelled down the hall after him. He laughed to himself, stuck the music in the back of his folder, closed his lockers, turned, smiling as he opened his mouth to excuse himself past the student blocking his way.

The guy glanced over.

Their eyes locked.

Kevin manfully staggered. He did not swoon and faint, no matter what Joe said. He was a lying liar, who wasn't there anyway.

Unfortunately, most of the rest of the school did see Kevin Jonas meet his soulbond.

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

Kevin asked automatically. The joke had ceased to be funny sometime in the first two weeks of the school year, but Kevin was nothing if not persistent. Or consistent. Or maybe both. He hoped that wasn't on the English test.

OMG. <3_<3 KEVIN, ILU MOST.

AND THIS IS AWESOME, TELL ME YOU ARE CONTINUING ON.



(Pssst - It'd be Kevin Lucas for JONAS 'verse)

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

(LOL, i was THINKING Lucas, I swear)

Kevin came around in the nurses office with a lot of people staring at him. He blinked groggily, and went to push his hair off his face.

Someone was holding his hand.

Someone was holding his hand.

Kevin...was strangely okay with this. He frowned and wondered if he had a concussion. But he had ducked Macy this morning, right? He gnawed on his bottom lip and tracked down his arm, at the hand holding his, up the other person's arm to their face.

It was a guy with really messy hair and...the guy blinked and Kevin swallowed a gasp. He didn't recognize him, and Kevin thought he'd remember a guy with such amazing eyes. "Hi," Kevin whispered secretively.

"Hi," the other guy says. He squeezes Kevin's hand, and Kevin smiled. He still had no idea what was going on, but at least he wasn't alone.

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

But he had ducked Macy this morning, right?

!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OMMGGGGG. <3_________<3

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

what should happen next? do ppl know what's going on? Is kevin too young to bond? HELP ME I SUCK AT PLOT! ~wail latch cling~

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

*petspetspets*

Maybe everyone keeps speculating about what was going on? Maybe people know? IDK, Everyone could know so there is delicious awkwardness.

And if you're talking about Macy trying to imprint on Nick, then I don't think it's too young. Maybe it's around the time when people start REALLY looking for their soulbond so it's a little ~scandalous~ that it happens SO SOON for Kevin/Mike?

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

and its a BOY! come out come out wherever you are :D

I kinda want the school to have called his parents, and they bustle in all ready to meet their future daughter-in-law, and there's Mike, scowling...

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

Oh ahahahahahaha! Joe is just like, only you, dude.

And poor Kevin is just facepalming.

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

He just DIDN'T KNOW he was even a teeny bit gay. Yeah, they were in showbiz, but they were very sheltered and he never really gave it much thought beyond "there are people who call themselves gay"

Carden, I can hear your thoughts. Stop sniggering.

[mayqueen517.livejournal.com]

Yeah, they were in showbiz, but they were very sheltered and he never really gave it much thought beyond "there are people who call themselves gay"

I don't wanna be bitchy, but I think I will cry hardcore if you phrase it like that in the fic. Like, I will cry SO HARD, because it's only been in the past two months that Jamie's stopped making jokes about how I'm really not a lesbian, I just call myself that (thankfully, she realized that it actually was hurting me hardcore and stopped it). And that line of thinking sucks ass and hurts.


But moar Kevin nagging Mike about his thoughts, ahahahaha

[akire-yta.livejournal.com]

I was actually thinking more about myself, where I had heard the term, but never really thought abotu what it actually was. Like: i could have given you a dictionary definition of lesbian, or homosexual, but it wasn't until I went to uni and, true story, a girl stopped me at the ref, looked me up and down, smiled, gave me a hug, and handed me a flier to the campus gay group.

And only THEN did I start thinking about it in terms of the personal pronoun, and the proverbial lightbulb went off. Yes, I was that silly :D

And Kevin and Carden can swap thoughts and....woah, Mike! my mom's in the room, and...wait, people can actually bend like that?