Isn’t it weird how Kurapika Kurta wasn’t told something about his own eyes, something he wouldn’t notice until he met you. When he first laid eyes on you, he was glad to be wearing contacts because his eyes were glowing bright. So bright he was afraid you might be able to see them despite the coverup. He initially thought it was something telling him that you were danger, there was a secret that made you just…wrong. And with the forced proximity of the hunter’s exam, he took it as a chance to find out what was so wrong with you. That was until one night…there was a time where it was just the two of you…and despite his deep rooted feeling of something, you were making out until sunrise. And he was hooked. It happened again and again until you finally saw him without his contacts one day, and noticed his eyes. You questioned, not afraid but curiously. And this is when the truth broke of his past. And you were more perceptive than him when he said “They turn scarlet when I have strong feelings” and your mind didn’t automatically go to “he hates me”. No, you knew that he liked you…a lot. And being the person you are, you pointed that out, and that was the first time he was speechless in front of you. Complete and utter shock because you were right. How did he not notice it? It sneaks up on you don’t ask me. But it was a good thing in the end. Because that glow in his eyes never stopped for you, and it was good.

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Something is off.

Something in my life is missing.

Something, someone.

Someone.

One.

Her.

I want her.

I need her.

I breathe her.

I thought she did too.

She doesn’t.

She’s unfaithful.

She’s a cheater.

She’s a liar.

She’s a whore.

She used me.

She used her too.

She used us.

She is the cause of my problems.

I hate her.

I need her.

I don’t.

I need to get rid of her.

I want her gone.

And she will be.

I’m going to begin posting something called Escape. It’s about a girl whose powers have been sealed away by her mother and she isn’t allowed to leave home. It’s not a fanfic and will be an original writing piece. Thanks.

Meet The Author!

Basics

Name: Rain

Birthday: August 29th

Pronouns: I can’t tell if I’m genderfluid or just super nonchalant so…you decide

Race: Black

Hobbies: Guitar, Writing, Art

Favs

(Musical) Artist: Arctic Monkeys, TV Girl, Ghost

Color: Green

Fruit: Strawberries

Shape: ☆ ☆ ☆

Extras

I’m autistic

I don’t write that often tbh

I don’t shitpost too often

I’m not afraid to speak my opinion