#lyssdwrites

[alicnwrites]

14 and 15

14. your favorite rp friendship

okay i hAVE TWO that i can’t decide between. one of my fav is with @ashlaaaywrites with joanna and mira because honestly idk how it even happen. joanna is this mean, moody child and mira is this happy, loving life ( well not much anymore ) and they just bonded and jo would do anything to protect mira. mira also gave jo this family she never had so :’) and my other one is with @hoephiewrites between kai and cleo. they’re so fun to write out and kai would p much do anything for cleo but would never tell her that. 

15. your favorite rp otp

i also can’t pick just one with this. i’m too indecisive. there’s drathena with my bby @lyssdwrites who i love SO MUCH and miss so much omg. they literally make my heart hurt and risa doesn’t help much either bc she wants it to hurt. these two babies who started as fwb ( this was the picked connection that’s it idk how it escalated ) and who are incapable of opening up and having feelings ended up FALLING FOR EACH OTHER. my other fav is castol with @lizzyxrps bc bristol somehow made cato break and actually grow a heart?? he doesnt care about anything except her and idk how he got so soft. and then there’s romilleah with @viirgowrites which we later realized the ship name is wrong lmao. but yeah rhea, my broken therapist who felt so alone and was just in a bad place fell for the badass romilly, and they’re just helping each other heal. :’)

[lizzyxrps]

❝look, i don’t have much time, but i wanted to tell you that i love you.❞ (kryan)

     Ryan was fazed, completely thrown for a loop. Here she was, standing outside with the rest of the Chicago Police Department as they waited for the bomb squad to give the all clear. Her phone rang, breaking her focus as she anxiously watched the entrance of the business building, waiting for Kingsley to walk out, waiting for him to come out unscathed as he had in the past and make his way to her, waiting to run and let him sweep her up, grateful that they had been given another day together. Reaching into her coat, Ryan answered her phone, not bothering to look at caller ID, her eyes still trained on the front door. When she realized who it was calling her, her eyes left the entrance since the first time she had seen Kingsley enter that building. 

    “What? I.... Kingsley what are you talking about?” Just then, shouts alerted her, the blonde glancing up, just in time to catch the bomb squad exiting the building, shouting for everyone to get back. “Kingsley, where are you? Why are you still in there?” She seemed to get no response, feeling herself being pushed back further from the building by the officers closest to her. “No, no I can’t move back. Kingsley is still in there!” she shouted, trying to fight off the advancing officers who were forcing her back. “Kingsley? Kingsley? Babe?” Ryan was shouting in the phone now, but got no response.

    A split second later, the air was filled with too much noise, the sound of booming explosions echoing through the parking lot. The line went dead, Ryan still clutching the phone in her hand. A shard of glass went whizzing past her head, grazing her cheek, but she barely felt anything, shrapnel flying through the air. Ryan watched in morbid astonishment as the layers of the building began to pancake, crumbling down one at a time. A scream lay silent in her throat, the blonde unable to look away. Her hand lowered from her ear, phone clutched as if she expected the call to be picked up once more, hesitantly taking a step towards the crater that was left of where Kingsley once was. She was speechless, EMTs and officers streaming around her, assessing damage. Her eyes remained frozen on the place the entrance had been, the place she had last seen her husband. Her cheeks felt wet, Ryan reaching up to swipe, only to come away with blood and tears on her fingertips. Glancing down at her hand, the sobs ripped their way from her throat, Ryan unable to hold them at bay much longer. An EMT approached her, wrapping a shock blanket around her and trying to guide her to a truck to sit and get her cheek stitched up. Ryan barely acknowledged them, the realization that her partner was dead starting to hit her. “He loved me,” she mumbled, repeating Kingsley’s last words to her. “He loved me.”

[lizzyxrps]

“Happy Birthday!” (Olijana)

   Lijana let out a small cheer, uncovering her oldest son’s eyes, the three year old’s eyes growing large at the large cake set in front of him, hands banging on the plastic highchair tray, as if starting his own chant for the cake to be served already. Laughing, Li let Oliver begin to slice the confection, a small corner piece handed to her to give Dragan. Fastening her son’s bib around his neck, she couldn’t help but feel a bit sad, her baby growing older with everyday that passed, her firstborn, but not her only child, Li’s hand drifting down to her stomach as she felt the child inside kick. Putting the cake slice in front of her son, she let him attempt to use the fork that was given to him, smaller and blunter for his use. Ultimately, he gave up after a few moments, having stabbed the birthday cake as if it was a wild beast that had to be subdued, the newly turned three year going to town on the slice with his still chubby fists. 

  Laughing at the sight of her icing and crumb covered child, Li glanced over at Oliver, his face momentarily twisted in a look of disgust, as if unable to comprehend how someone so messy could be related to him. She flashed her husband a grin, moving forward to take a plate from him. “Take a deep breath Oli. I’ll give him a bath later, and we can wipe down the tray. It’s easy to clean up. Let the kid enjoy his birthday.” Pressing a kiss to his cheek, Li smiled. “Just think of it, this time next year we’ll have four birthdays to celebrate instead of three.”

[lizzyxrps]

“No, go back to sleep.” (lenju)

    Groaning slightly as he woke up, one hand that had previously held Lenora’s waist within his grasp, Manju turned his head to face the alarm clock beside his bed. 3:20 glared back at him, angry red numbers almost jumping off the clock’s face with the intensity with which they glowed. Now the spot where his hand rested was still warm, the indent left by his girlfriend’s body still rising to return to normal, the scene looking as if he was reaching for her. Turning back, Manju grunted with the effort it took to move his head, eyelids threatening to slam shut once more. He heard Lenora’s words, but was barely able to process what she was saying. His eyes drifted shut, his breathing slowing as he felt his body begin to slacken, relaxing into the mattress once more. 

     Hearing the sound of Lenora hurling in the bathroom attached to his room. His eyes flickered open, his body no longer melting into the sturdy cushions beneath him. Every muscle seemed to awaken as if hit with a shot of espresso, his mind clearing from the early morning fog and Manju sitting up. Propping himself up on the pillows behind him, Manju waited for his girlfriend to exit the bathroom, teeth brushed and hand swiping at her mouth to ensure nothing was there. “Come here baby,” he murmured, patting the spot on the bed beside him. His arms slid around her waist, pulling her gently into his chest. Pressing the back of his hand to her forehead, Manju let out a small sigh. “You’re burning up love. Go back to sleep. I’m going to get you some Tylenol and some water.” Pressing a kiss to her warm forehead, Manju gently smiled at her. “I’ll be right back love.”

[lizzyxrps]

“What are you smiling about?” (aileth)

“What? A guy can’t smile around here without attracting suspicion?” The girl’s words only widened Seth’s grin, something that seemed almost impossible, even his eyes glinting with the hint of a smile. “Would you like me to stop?” he teased, adjusting the cuff of his suit jacket.  Tonight was a big night for the two, a Christmas party that Seth’s work was hosting was also their first opportunity to present themselves as a couple to his coworkers and friends. Seth was already excited for the opportunity, his coworkers already familiar with the girl as his best friend, but the chance to show her off as more than just that delighted him to no end. It had been when she had stepped out of his bathroom, dressed for the occasion with her hair done and her makeup on though, that his breath had been knocked right out of him. Aileen had always been beautiful, but seeing her like this was overwhelming for the boy, Seth moving closer to her and wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her back into his chest. “You’re absolutely stunning, Al.” His grin remained on his face, lips moving to her ear. “How’d I ever get so lucky?” The warmth of her body radiated against him, Seth’s lips tracing down her neck, leaving kisses in their wake. “And you’re sure we have to go to this? I can’t just sit here and take you in. I mean... that’s a beautiful dress.” Teeth grazing her earlobe, Seth’s smile transformed into a smirk. “But I think it would look a lot better on my floor.”

[lizzyxrps]

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” (azriela)

Grinning widely, Gabriela nodded slowly, humming as if she totally believed that story. “Absolutely no idea, Az? That’s strange, I thought that as the captain it was your duty to know all the going ons on the ship. But if you have no idea where the ring box that was in my underwear drawer went, when you and I are the only ones with access to this cabin, well then, I guess we just have call security and have them check all the access logs and do a top to bottom search of this ship for that box.” Sighing, she shook her head. “And to think, I had such big plans for that box. You know, wait until we hit the Nova Martentium quadrant and the ultraviolet lights are visible from the bridge. We’d be there, you and I, you in charge of leading the operations as normal and me as on call staff. And the lights would look so pretty radiating outside of our shields. And at just the right moment, I’d get down on one knee and pop this pretty little missing box open and ask you to spend the rest of our lives together.” The doctor watched her girlfriend for any signs of guilt, downcast eyes or a flinch. “But what a shame. Since it’s missing and you just have no idea where it could have possibly gone, I guess I’ll just have to figure something else out. Wait until we dock somewhere with decent rings for sale again. Could take up to another year, but then again....” She sighed, eyes trained on Azirah. “What is time to us, when we travel several lightyears at a time?” Shrugging, Gabriela left the room, sure that the missing ring box would mysteriously show up in her drawer later that night.

[lizzyxrps]

“Don’t tell me to give up like everything is meaningless.” (indris)

“Hey now,” Indrakshi’s hand came up to meet Luis’ bicep, her hand resting on his upper arm. “I’m not telling you to give up. I know it’s not meaningless. If it was, I wouldn’t still be here, would I?” She frowned, her eyes searching out his, trying to get him to look at her and meet her gaze. “I’m saying that the way you’re trying to do it doesn’t look like it’s working right now. So let’s look for a better way. C’mon, it’s like a meeting of MENSA in here. If anyone can figure out a new solution, it’s us.” She hated when Luis would get like this, pushing Indra away whenever he got frustrated or anxious. Indra understood why, which was why she would reel him back in every time, speaking soft words and using gentle touches until he would fall back into her arms once more. “So maybe quitting cold turkey wasn’t the plan that worked for you. You’ve done really well the last few years, staying off of it. I’m proud of you for that. But have you ever considered that you took the drugs to get away from your problems or the way you were feeling? You mentioned that it was an escape for you. Maybe if we find a new escape, or a new way to deal with the problem we could solve this one.” Her tone was quiet, as if the world only consisted of Indrakshi and Luis. And in that moment, it did. “What if we tried talking to someone? Go therapist shopping and see if there’s someone who could help you talk about it. Maybe try medication? What do you think about those ideas?” Luis’ eyes met Indra’s and she gave him a small smile, her hand moving from his upper arm to his hand, fingers intertwining with his. “Whatever you decide, I’m going to be here for it every step of the way.” She squeezed his hand. “You’re not getting rid of me that easily Santiago.”

[lizzyxrps]

“Your breakfast is getting cold!” (indris)

Groaning, Indrakshi pulled herself out of bed, feet meeting the cold bedroom floor and her instantly wishing she had worn socks to bed last night. Normally, she was the first up and at them in the morning, often on her second cup of coffee by the time Luis dragged himself out of bed to drink his first. Today though, Luis had gotten up first and Indra could smell the bacon and eggs from their bedroom. Fumbling for her glasses, Indrakshi began the long walk to the kitchen from the couples’ bedroom. It wasn’t a far distance, but with Luis’ oversized slippers on her feet and the pregnancy waddle beginning, it seemed longer than necessary to her. Entering the kitchen, Indra moved to hug Luis, having to opt for a side hug, her stomach too big for her to hug him properly. She tilted her head up, pressing a kiss to her breakfast chef’s cheek. “Smells good. What inspired this?” Indra grinned up at him, stepping away so he could finish up the finishing touches on their breakfast. Waddling over to the coffee pot, Indrakshi poured herself a mug, savoring how warm the hot ceramic felt against her fingertips. Sighing with the effort, she found her way to her chair, lowering herself onto the cushion and resting her forearm against the tabletop. As Luis set her plate in front of her, Indra leaned up, demanding a kiss from her husband before he was allowed to continue on to his seat. “Have I ever mentioned what a great husband you are? Seriously one of the best. If we weren’t already married, I’d ask you to marry me all over again.” She smiled, taking a sip of her coffee as Luis sat down across from her. “Thanks baby. God, I love you.”