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2 years ago
𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨

𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨

Day three: a prequel to this letter

This was originally day four but I didn't like what I had planned to do so enjoy

𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨
𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨
𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨
𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨

It was Jon's idea, or atleast he was the one to tell suggest it to you and you had denied it claiming your inexperience, and the embarrassment was adorable Damian had taken so many screenshots of the camera recording the two of you. You seemed so coy, so meek, Damian couldn't wait to have you under him. Jon and him had been so patient, waiting for you to realise the love which was so close.

Things had changed though. It seems as though you were running from them, avoiding them entirely. Damian suggested kidnapping you if this continued, infact they should just do it now, what if someone was forcing you to do this? But Jon had an even better idea! They should talk to you! Damian had never been good at this communication thing but Jon knew the three of you would work it out.

This is what lead Jon to your home.

Tap, tap, tap.

Tap, tap, tap.

Tap, tap, tap.

He kept tapping. Each one heavier than the last, eventually it came down but Jon heard you run long before it dropped but he knew where you were, hearing you sweet sobs broke his heart and your heart which had been beating like a rabbit with a fox biting it's cotton tail. This thought made him realise that he had become the fox, but he wasn't a fox he was Jon, dumb bunny Jon, but you were trying to embed yourself within a bathtub while he was yelling your name, he doesn't know when he started yelling but your bedroom doll was the second one to fall, in were in the ensuite. Jon felt himself leave his body, a hot rage consumed him as he heard you ring someone else, begging them for help.

Help was outside the door, he was right there, help is here, tearing your home apart, he had began to wreck your room due to the white rage that clouded his vision, Damian had been right.

The third door had not fallen, instead ripped from its hinges. You were pinned against the cold tile, up in the air, Jon's grip was tight and his pretty face covered in tears made you wince momentary. Your face was pulled to look at him and his hand held you in place as he brought his lips to meet yours, your eyes locked shut as did your jaw. This wasn't Jon, it couldn't be. Jon grew tired of this rejection quickly and moved his hand down, restraining your airways until you gave into the kiss, his tears falling on your skin. The kiss was sloppy. But it only got worse as Jon began his baby-brained questions, what did he do wrong? Did you still love him? Why were you being so mean? He is your Jon, your best friend Jon Jon and yet your treating him so creuly blocking he and Damian out, they loved you so much and you were being very nasty.

Thankfully Clark had appeared before his tantrum could continue but you knew this was not the end

2 years ago

To our beloved,

You did not take our confession well, we did not anticipate this. We are your best friends and you have claimed you loved us a million times, I admit Jon had been impulsive in the moment and it can be quite frightening but you should know that Jon and I would never hurt you, and you should be able to admit running out, abandoning your friends was also a mistake. And you shall be more receptive to our affections.

Your rejection of Jon's kiss has left him in heartache, imagine your Jon in tears after you hurt him, pushing him away like he was nothing, what is wrong with you? What is the point in all this strife? Why run from us? It's fruitless, no one has a love as true as ours, we've done extreme things but all is fair in the name of love.

I know the photos and videos and everything else are strange but as long as you behave no one else will see them. As your soulmates Jon and I just want what's best for you and you weren't making the right choices, we know you grieved them, though they weren't worth a single tear, they were filth, their claim to love was pitiful, it was tainted and they were trying to rip you away from us.

I'm writing this letter as a warning, we know where you are hiding and it will be easier for everyone if you just came home. You have until Friday before Jon and I come. If you do choose to make this more difficult than it needs to be you will be greeted with a punishment, you will not just spit in our faces, not after everything we've done.

We look forward to seeing you.

Yours, Damian and jon

P.S - please come home angel, Damian going mad and I just really miss you. I'm sorry I didn't pull back the kiss when I felt you pull away I just really wanted you. Me and Damian have been planning everything for so long sometimes I forgot you didn't know but I promise when you come home I won't do it again but I think you should give dami a little kiss you've really stressed him out. I can't wait for us to be together again. I love you so much and so does dami he's just a little frustrated.

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