FIC: Snapshots (3)
Title: Snapshots
Author: tromana
Rating: Various
Characters: Various; all gen 3 as it stands right now.
Summary: Breathe in, breathe out. That's a moment in your life. Snapshots of the character's lives at any given moment in time. Drabbles from the skinsbang_vent drabble tag challenge.
Disclaimer: I don't own Skins.
Notes: 5 more drabbles from the skinsbang_vent drabble tag.
Mistakes
Prompt: Am I not pretty enough? Is my heart too broken?
Not Pretty Enough by Kasey Chambers
She tore a hairbrush through her hair and cursed as it snagged on a knot. Just fucking typical. Perfect fucking end to a fucking awful evening.
She thought she could pretend, let it disappear. Like water under the bridge.
Now that she had lost her virginity, sex wasn't such a big deal any more.
And she was still with Nick…
Until tonight.
Why had it taken sleeping with him to realise that she had done the wrong fucking thing?Wasn't she enough for him? They had a good time together, she was pretty. What every man wanted.
What was missing?
Needs
Prompt: Desire
He never meant for it to happen. He was with Mini and knew she loved him. She told him often enough, so to deny all knowledge would have been ridiculous.
So why the hell did he fuck Liv?
The first time was understandable. Justified. He was a man and he was getting frustrated. He had certain needs and he wasn't getting anywhere with Mini, so he had to get his release somehow.
But here he was, in the van, doing it again.
Liv ran a finger down his back. He shuddered.
He looked into her eyes.
There it was.
Desire.
Entanglement
Prompt: Six thoughts at once, I can't focus on one
Fragile by Delta Goodrem
Mini.
What the hell do you make of her? She sent you to hell and back.
Now… now she cares.
Maybe even loves you and not just in her usual 'she's just Mini' way.
And maybe, you love her too.
She's warning you desperately about Matty. Wants you to keep away, to stay safe.
He's fucking with your mind.
You know he is, but you just can't stop yourself. You two don't know whether you're coming or going.
And that's what's so fucking glorious about him. You are both screwed up nut jobs.
Whichever way you look, you're… well… fucked.
Journey
Prompt: A straight line may be the shortest distance between two points, but it is by no means the most interesting
It could have been easier than this.
Should have been.
She feels like she's known Matty forever and yet, at the same time, it seems like she's barely been here for a second. Time works in mysterious ways.
Liv's with Matty now.
That should be enough to stop her.
It should mean that he's off-limits. Out of bounds. Mini is right about that, at least.
It doesn't stop her though.
Because she realises: it's not the destination that matters, it's the journey that's important. Where is the sense of achievement if everything is just handed to you on a plate?
Self
Prompt: she's got her own thing, that's why I love her
You dance like nobody's watching.
Mainly because you think that nobody is watching. Why would they? You're just you. A crazy, fucked up piece of shit that nobody ever cares about.
Well, nobody that matters anyway.
All you've ever known is wrong, somehow. What's normalcy? Why do you even care, anyway? It's not something you're ever going to know, however much you want you're wrong.
Somebody is watching.
Two somebodies, in fact.
And they both love you and hate you and want you and need you.
Why?
Because you're different, because you scare them a little.
Because you're you.
Author: tromana
Rating: Various
Characters: Various; all gen 3 as it stands right now.
Summary: Breathe in, breathe out. That's a moment in your life. Snapshots of the character's lives at any given moment in time. Drabbles from the skinsbang_vent drabble tag challenge.
Disclaimer: I don't own Skins.
Notes: 5 more drabbles from the skinsbang_vent drabble tag.
Mistakes
Prompt: Am I not pretty enough? Is my heart too broken?
Not Pretty Enough by Kasey Chambers
She tore a hairbrush through her hair and cursed as it snagged on a knot. Just fucking typical. Perfect fucking end to a fucking awful evening.
She thought she could pretend, let it disappear. Like water under the bridge.
Now that she had lost her virginity, sex wasn't such a big deal any more.
And she was still with Nick…
Until tonight.
Why had it taken sleeping with him to realise that she had done the wrong fucking thing?Wasn't she enough for him? They had a good time together, she was pretty. What every man wanted.
What was missing?
Needs
Prompt: Desire
He never meant for it to happen. He was with Mini and knew she loved him. She told him often enough, so to deny all knowledge would have been ridiculous.
So why the hell did he fuck Liv?
The first time was understandable. Justified. He was a man and he was getting frustrated. He had certain needs and he wasn't getting anywhere with Mini, so he had to get his release somehow.
But here he was, in the van, doing it again.
Liv ran a finger down his back. He shuddered.
He looked into her eyes.
There it was.
Desire.
Entanglement
Prompt: Six thoughts at once, I can't focus on one
Fragile by Delta Goodrem
Mini.
What the hell do you make of her? She sent you to hell and back.
Now… now she cares.
Maybe even loves you and not just in her usual 'she's just Mini' way.
And maybe, you love her too.
She's warning you desperately about Matty. Wants you to keep away, to stay safe.
He's fucking with your mind.
You know he is, but you just can't stop yourself. You two don't know whether you're coming or going.
And that's what's so fucking glorious about him. You are both screwed up nut jobs.
Whichever way you look, you're… well… fucked.
Journey
Prompt: A straight line may be the shortest distance between two points, but it is by no means the most interesting
It could have been easier than this.
Should have been.
She feels like she's known Matty forever and yet, at the same time, it seems like she's barely been here for a second. Time works in mysterious ways.
Liv's with Matty now.
That should be enough to stop her.
It should mean that he's off-limits. Out of bounds. Mini is right about that, at least.
It doesn't stop her though.
Because she realises: it's not the destination that matters, it's the journey that's important. Where is the sense of achievement if everything is just handed to you on a plate?
Self
Prompt: she's got her own thing, that's why I love her
You dance like nobody's watching.
Mainly because you think that nobody is watching. Why would they? You're just you. A crazy, fucked up piece of shit that nobody ever cares about.
Well, nobody that matters anyway.
All you've ever known is wrong, somehow. What's normalcy? Why do you even care, anyway? It's not something you're ever going to know, however much you want you're wrong.
Somebody is watching.
Two somebodies, in fact.
And they both love you and hate you and want you and need you.
Why?
Because you're different, because you scare them a little.
Because you're you.