#worldsunfair

[defunctboy-a-blog]

@worldsunfair didn’t ask but | closed starter

IT’S TOO LATE, LITTLE BOY!  you’ve forfeited the right to stand below her window like this. but you’ve nowhere else to go, nowhere else to be, nothing else to do with yourself now that you’ve destroyed it all. she is your final salvation- and if she turns you away, what left have  you to hold onto?

--”ronnie- veronica?”

don’t forget- she’s a stranger to you, now- as you are a stranger to her. choke on the nickname. ronnie is not yours, she is the elusive veronica, so good for the world so now too good for you.

--”hate to, ah- intrude, but, ah... i need to talk. to somebody. and you’re-”

choke on your words, boy, she doesn’t deserve to hear this rambling, nonsense, bullshit. she is so free of your toxicity, now, only knowing the  faint whispers of your return. you haven’t seen her face since before the Incident. how are you so sure she’ll recognize yours through all the  scars?- or, better yet, want to see it?

--”you’re the only one ‘round here i         can... well, y’know. i- i dunno.”

[teenagedgods]

🌹 - worldsunfair

A gift more than out of the ordinary for Veronica Sawyer to be giving, JD turned the rose over between his palms. She could be a bit of a dork sometimes and he cherished moments when that shined through. Grinning, JD stuck the rose behind his ear, catching thorn on skin and wincing fleetingly. He leaned down to plant a kiss square on her forehead. JD adored every single part of her.

“When did YOU become such a HOPELESS romantic, huh?”

@worldsunfair

[teenagedgods]

💋 - worldsunfair

JD’s hand planted against the nearby row of lockers in an attempt to steady himself. Being caught off guard was not a scenario he encounterd often but Veronica Sawyer, hands suddenly wrapped in his collar, pulling him into a kiss certainly qualified. This was the first time he had gotten a taste of her and it was all so much at once. Her lips were soft and her body warm and- was she standing on her TOES to reach? GOD she is cute. JD felt the warmth retreat and stared back down at Veronica’s tentative bit lip gaze.

“Gotta hand it to you Sawyer, I didn’t expect you’d be the one to pull the trigger first.” Running a hand through his hair JD tried to keep composed, other arm still pressed against the lockers supporting his weight.

@worldsunfair

[d-readfuletiquette-blog]

SEND A HEART FOR A SPECIFIC KISS. ( @worldsunfair ) 💋;;

          11 February 1988 // 02:28

          T-minus two hours before sunrise―and twenty-nine before the next school day where yet another haplessly unexpected “suicide”  amongst the student body will be announced in all of its clerical glory.

          JD sat at the edge of what little roofing separated Veronica’s room from the outside world―watching the cigarette placed right between his right index and middle fingers burn to ash from start to finish, completely unaware of the fact that not a single drag had been taken.

          The crisp winter air seeped into each fresh wound. Stinging. The one sensation―aside from the near paralyzing euphoria left  from the scene of the crime―he was capable of feeling. Asshole  wouldn’t go out without a proper fight.

          In one staggered movement, JD stood―now facing the window before him. Cigarette filter stuck between two pointed rows of teeth, bobbing up and down as he fidgeted with the lock that stood between him and the love of his fucking life.

          Stumbling in, he swung around one last time to flick the ash from the butt between his teeth and toss it back into the  elements. 

                    His gaze shot straight for Veronica.

          He inched towards her, reveling in a particularly potent bout of post-homicidal lust. Eyes locked. Words left unsaid. Wiping away the coagulated stream of blood that trickled from nose to mouth, he ran both hands through the sides of Veronica’s face and through her hair before taking a firm grasp and arching forwards, maintaining eye- contact up until the point their lips met. It was soft at first. 

          Breaking away, JD pulled on her bottom lip with his teeth  before moving his hands to rest upon her waist, leaving some leeway for a word or two.

                                      ❝Veronica...❞  

          Yeah, simple enough. He thought.

          Reaching his arms around her, JD eliminated any negative space between them by pulling her closer―their bodies becoming  flush with one another―before going back in to continue where he had left off (only this time deepening their embrace).

          At a slight bend, he trailed kisses up from the side of her  neck all the way back to her lips where he let his mouth hang open a little wider―waiting this time for Veronica’s next move.

[teenagedgods]

💋 - worldsunfair

@worldsunfair [💕]

Sunlight strained to burst through the thick blue curtains that draped Veronica’s bedroom window.

JD had been awake for hours now. 5 hours to be exact. A nightmare had roused him from sleep but her body next to him peacefully was enough to calm him down.

He sat and watched her breath pull against her skin, chest rising and falling as the world moved on around him. Yawns escaping her lips was enough to motivate JD to action. With ease he rolled on his side on top of her, bringing his head down in a soft and loving embrace. Lips parting in a yawn  pushing back against his own and pressing into a deep kiss.

Veronica’s eyes fluttered open and met JD’s own. Momentarily halting his ability to breathe.

“Morning, Ronnie.” JD let the words float out of his mouth, gentle and laced with sleep.

[grudginggreen-a-blog]

“ I’m so glad I don’t have to worry about aging gracefully. But don’t worry, Veronica, I’ll be happy to help you out. “

golden girls verse for @worldsunfair because fuck you