#just cooked

[malwarepuppy]

[randomuniversityquotes]

IVE GOTTA LOCK IN

[soso-content11]

okay but what about this

A girl is kinda confused between a girl and a guy.

The guy being one of those stressed, hot headed guy whos actually misunderstood, one that has a deeper (soft) character than he lets on. Muscular and average height, around 170-174 cm tall. Serious and no-nonsense, maybe even condescending. He knows he's the best, naturally talented at anything he does. Not up for romance, doesn't wanna waste time on "ridiculous things" until protagonist turns close to him. Drummer.

The girl being your introverted, kinda shy but super super cool girl who likes rock. She's nice, but not really talkative, with her earphones on 24/7. Has short hair and some diagonal bangs. Has like many many instruments on her room and loves music. Flat and short, around 150 to 155 cm tall. Probably likes only girls, but not everyone knows, even if she doesn't make an effort to keep it a secret. Vocalist, plays guitar and literally all instruments you can think of.

And then, the protagonist.

A girl who lives in the streets. Not literally, but in a way she's barely even home. And when i say barely, i mean barely. Leaving at five PM and coming back at three AM. Those last two characters i mentioned lived good lives, but this bitch here? Collecting traumas since birth. Almost screaming "BINGO" because what else can happen in such a shitty life? Daddy issues, absent mom. A disfunctional family. Smokes and drinks to the point her braincells melt. Actually a celebrity because, well, her dad is gonna be someone rich and influent, a celebrity everyone knows (i havent planned that out yet).

got too far away with the back story. Back with the description.

Protagonist is a girl, tall, around 168-169 cm. Long hair, pretty face, pretty body, genetics of literal goddess. Heterochromia, (because i find these extremely pretty). Now personality. Distant, talented, calm, composed, serious, extremely intelligent, yet not a nerd. Deep character too, really reflective. Also likes rock. Those three shits like rock and those three shits are instrument players, if this isn't clear enough.

Now, it took a long fucking time for both the protagonist and the boy to get along. Protagonist hated him, his loud voice and scandalous demeanor. Boy didn't exactly dislike her, just didn't really give a shit about who was her - protagonist-, as if he was some kinda narcissist monarch.

"Don't know who put you in such a high pedestal, but it's going to crack and fall down with the weight of your ego."

Boy acknowledged her as someone competent, over time, as they worked together. Prolly in high school, yet dunno in which kind scenario this would happen. Serious things happens and they show protagonist that the boy isn't who he really wants people to see him, but instead just a boy. This softens her view of him, allowing her to start conversations more often. But the boy is goddamn strong, talented, condescending. Bad boy vibe, despite not doing anything illegal or specially crappy, like bullying or sorta thing. That slow admiration, after knowing who was the real boy. seeing his ugly side before his good one delayed things, sure, but in the end, it was gonna give the same thing. That admiration grew to love. If only it was that simple.

Girl and protagonist weren't actually that difficult to happen. Girls are usually together, as an only group, in many situations. Girl switched some words with protagonist. Didn't take long for them to discover mutual interests. Rock. My Chemical Romance. Clothing style. Girls. Both got unusually close. Studying. Working together, hanging out. For protagonist, of course, who wasn't used to friends. Sure, girl hang out with many strangers, strangers who acted like they knew her when actually met her minutes before, strangers who wanted to do criminal things to a minor, but those weren't exactly friends. The real definition of friends is quite messy. Let's say: No one got as close as the girl to the protagonist, since, of course, protagonist didn't really let anyone get near. And then, again, to confuse poor protagonist's head, happened, again.

Protagonist's head was horribly messed up. Searching up, people said there isn't a way you can like two people at the same time.

It took her so, so much time to get to know that guy. That same guy who scrunched his face whenever she complimented him, but also had that soft hold of her waist with calloused hands, built arms and that intense stare.

But that girl meant so much to her. The way protagonist spoiled her rotten, and those moments the girl asked protagonist to fix her bangs, those glimpses directly in front of that clear, soft skin of her pretty face, her down-turned eyes. The way her fingers struck each chord of her red guitar, so skilled and melodic.

Was prota just a fucking horny teenager? Was protagonist just "confused"?

What the hell is going on??

I dunno. Gonna work on that, one day. cool.

[blackswan446]

i cooked tonight (chipped away at my wip)

[oatsdays]

It's been a lil while

[oatsdays]

Cooked some oatmeal in a hurry today before starfinder. Very grateful that my friends were okay with waiting for me. Definitely should have added more craisins to this