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ghosttotheparty · 9 months

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a mess of holy things (preview) cw: (soft) dom/sub; mentions of god & church; nsfw

“You’ve ruined my spirit,” Steve giggles, dodging Eddie’s hand as it whips out to tap his cheek. “Defiled my soul!”

“Don’t say it like that,” Eddie laughs, snatching a pillow up and hitting Steve with it as Steve laughs, trying to catch it. “Like I’ve corrupted you.”

The word does something to Steve, who falters as he grabs the pillow from Eddie and hits him back. Eddie hides his face, laughing in that way he does, his nose scrunched, eyes squeezed shut. Steve looks at him, hesitating.

“...What if I’m… Like. Into that?”

Eddie looks at him, flicking his hair back and raising his eyebrows. Steve’s face flushes with embarrassment, but it fades after a moment when Eddie reaches for the pillow and tosses it aside, pushing Steve back against the armrest of the sofa gently, leaning over him.

“Well, in that case,” he says slyly, smoothly, leaning down to kiss Steve’s lips chastely. Steve’s chin tilts up, and his eyes flutter for a brief moment. He looks up to find Eddie gazing down at him, eyes shining, lips curved into a small, soft smile, and after another moment Eddie kisses him again, his hand lifting to hold the side of Steve’s face as their lips part. Steve reaches to hold his waist, fingers tightening on the fabric of his shirt.

They’re both panting when they part, lips wet, and Steve opens his eyes to look at him.

“You like that I fucked you up?” Eddie asks softly, and Steve squeezes his eyes shut for a moment, nodding.

“Yeah,” he says breathlessly. “Yes.”

Eddie smiles at him, caressing his face.

“I want…” Steve trails off, eyes trained on Eddie’s lips, his heart pounding. Eddie nudges their noses together, still smiling.

“What do you want, baby boy?” he whispers. “Tell me.”

“I…” Steve shifts, and Eddie lets him sit up, leaning back to sit across from him. Steve looks at the sofa between them, his fingers tangling anxiously. “I want…” He takes a short breath, closing his eyes as he exhales, finding his words.

“I wanna belong to you,” he says slowly, still looking down, “the way… the— the Church thinks I belong to them.” He pauses, biting his lip, cheeks hot. “That doesn’t make any sense,” he mutters almost to himself, but Eddie interrupts before he can apologize.

“That makes sense,” he says, his voice light, gentle and quiet. “...Look at me.”

Steve is helpless to obey, lifting his gaze to meet Eddie’s, throat suddenly tight, and Eddie’s expression is soft, head tilted. He reaches out to touch Steve’s cheek, running his fingertips down to his chin to lift it as he leans in to kiss him softly. Steve melts into it, shoulders slumping.

“You know you don’t have to be ashamed of what you want from me,” Eddie says gently, still holding Steve’s chin. “Right?”

“Yes, sir,” Steve says weakly. Eddie’s smile widens a little.

“Good boy,” he murmurs. “Now look at me,” he says more firmly. “And tell me what you want.”

His hand falls.

Steve’s eyes flick back and forth between Eddie’s, and he takes a deep, slow breath, pausing for a moment. His fingers are still tangled in his lap, and he wants to reach out and hold Eddie’s hand, but he can’t make himself reach out to him.

“I w—” His voice cuts off, and he looks away as he swallows nervously before he meets Eddie’s eyes again. He sees the brief shine of approval in Eddie’s expression, a slight smile and a nod. “I want you to… to remind me that I’m yours.”

He takes another breath, and Eddie waits.

“And no one else’s,” Steve adds, his voice soft and weak. “…Not even God’s.”

Eddie blinks at him, quiet.

Steve’s heart is beating so fast it might jump out of his chest, and he can’t really catch his breath, even when he inhales slowly and deeply, it’s like his lungs don’t quite fill all the way. After a moment he realizes Eddie’s eyes are shining like he might start crying, and Steve’s chest tightens even more, aching as he leans a little bit closer, longing to reach out and touch him.

Eddie beats him to it, hands raising to Steve’s face, holding his cheeks as he leans in and kisses him hard, their mouth crashing together as Steve gasps. It’s a lingering kiss, softening after a moment, and Steve finally touches him, lifting a hand to hold his wrist.

Eddie presses their foreheads together when they part, breathing hard, and then he lifts his head, looking at Steve. His eyes are still shiny.

“I want you to go to my room,” he says quietly, firmly, “and get naked. And I want you to wait for me. I’ll be there in a minute, okay?”

“Yes, sir,” Steve breathes, eyes falling to Eddie’s lips as his brain fuzzes. Eddie smiles softly, kissing him again before he lets his hands fall.

“Go on,” Eddie says, lifting his chin in the direction of the door, and Steve exhales, leaning in to kiss him one more time before he stands shakily and leaves the room.

His hands shake as he lifts his shirt over his head and folds it before setting it on Eddie’s desk chair. His chest still feels tight, but he can still feel Eddie’s lips on his, Eddie’s hands on his face, Eddie’s whispers ghosting over his skin. And it all makes him feel better. Makes him feel like God isn’t glaring down at him. Makes him feel right.

He shivers when he’s bare, making sure his clothes stay on the chair before he looks around the room, pausing, unsure of where he should wait. He eyes the bed for a moment; it’s made neatly, the blankets smooth, pillows organized, but after a second his gaze falls to the floor next to it.

He kneels.

The wood makes his knees ache, but he sighs in relief, closing his eyes, hands folding over his lap as he waits for Eddie. The skin of his thighs is warmer than his fingertips.

He opens his eyes when he hears the floor creak outside the bedroom door, a slight shift in weight, and Eddie is coming in, eyes trained on Steve. His hair is tied up now, and his sleeves are pushed up to reveal his inked forearms, and Steve feels his blood rush. Eddie closes the door behind himself like they need privacy from the rest of the apartment, and something about the way he does it makes Steve’s head feel too light for his neck. He exhales slowly, lifting his chin to look up at Eddie as he approaches him.

Eddie touches his face, holding his chin, sighing softly.

“Did so well waiting for me,” he murmurs.

“I like being good for you,” Steve says without thinking, his voice slow and sleepy. Eddie smiles down at him, and then he’s moving down to the floor, kneeling in front of Steve, their knees touching.

“I know,” he whispers. “‘S why you’re my good boy, right?” Steve is nodding before the last word is even out of Eddie’s mouth, and Eddie’s smile widens, his eyes sparkling. “Always so perfect,” he adds, murmuring, his hands touching Steve’s face. Steve’s eyes close.

They open when Eddie’s hands disappear from his face, desperately looking for him even though he’s right in front of him. Eddie is pulling off his flannel, eyes downcast, and his shirt rides up his stomach a little bit as he reaches up to set the flannel on the bed. Steve’s eyes get stuck there, gazing at the strip of pale skin, at the whisper of dark hair and the tiny bit of visible ink, and then Eddie’s shirt falls again, hiding it. Steve’s eyes fall to Eddie’s lap, to the bulge under his jeans. His face flushes with heat, with want and something he can’t name.

He swallows when he finally lifts his gaze to meet Eddie’s. Eddie is looking at him, half-smiling, and Steve feels even more bare than he is. He can’t hide the way Eddie is affecting him, not when he’s naked like this. And Eddie’s eyes keep scanning his body, sliding over his spotted skin like he wants to eat it. (Steve would let him probably. Eddie tends to make him feel a little crazy.) His eyes linger on Steve’s lap, and Steve’s cheeks burn with shame.

Eddie’s smile grows and he moves close. Reaches to touch Steve’s face with a feather-light touch that makes Steve close his eyes, makes him turn his face into Eddie’s hand. But Eddie’s hand doesn’t linger, slipping over his throat teasingly, over his neck, to the back of his head, where it buries itself in Steve’s hair and tightens. Steve’s breath catches in his throat as Eddie pulls gently. Steve’s vision blurs when he opens his eyes, looking at Eddie’s face longingly as Eddie leans closer.

His voice is quiet, dangerous, tender, when he whispers, his breath on Steve’s face.

“Do I tempt you, Steve Harrington?”

And Steve nods dumbly, eyes stuck on Eddie’s mouth, lips parted.

“Yes. I…” He shivers when Eddie traces a line over his jaw with his other hand, then a line on his cheek, connecting two moles that Steve knows are there, that he knows Eddie looks at a lot. “I want you.”

Eddie leans closer, and their lips brush, and Steve keens, closing his eyes as he aches with it, with the desire. It’s in his bones, hot and molten, making him melt against Eddie’s body, falling against his chest, and Steve knows his own heart is pounding, but now he knows Eddie’s is too, and he suppresses a smile when their lips brush again. Eddie’s fingers tighten in his hair. It hurts. But Steve just sighs, lifting his head into Eddie’s hand, and the next words that come from his throat are weak and breathy and fucking desperate.

“I need you.”

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Steve is from a small town; less than 3,000 people, and he's been lonely all his life. When he leaves for college, his parents warn him against the heathens of the rest of the world, but his eyes find someone interesting, someone his parents would hate, hide from, pray for. And Steve finds that he can't really bring himself to care what they'd think. As his faith fades, so does his loneliness, and something else takes their place.

permanent taglist: @estrellami-1 @theplantscientist <3 (comment to be added to permanent taglist or taglist for this specific fic when i start posting it)

#ta da #hopefully ill be able to work on this lots even tho im going back to uni soon #im so so so excited ab this fic yall #may take a while #also this may be slightly heavy so there will be content warnings etc but lmk if i need to add any :)#steddie #steddie fanfic #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve harrington fanfic #eddie munson fanfic #a mess of holy things

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wikiangela · 5 months

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fuck it friday 🎄

tagged by @thewolvesof1998 💖

wasn't sure about posting this bc I don't wanna share like everything I have so far but it's fuck it friday so fuck it lol I'm too excited to keep it to myself haha - here's more of the christmas fic and the main idea behind it (I said it's gonna be mostly silly and fluffy and I promise it will be, just gotta add a little more sad while buck talks about his childhood lol)

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His eyes don’t leave the screen, while Eddie’s are glued to Buck’s face. “Well, there’s a lot of things I always wanted to do with my family on Christmas, but never got to.” his voice gets even quieter. “But there’s one thing in particular. I, uh, that’s so stupid.” he chuckles quietly, then nods to the screen, where a kid is opening a gift with a bright smile, his family surrounding him. “I wanted this.” he admits quietly, as if embarrassed. He never told Eddie much about his life growing up, but based on everything Eddie knows about his parents, he can imagine it wasn’t great. He never asked, not wanting to pry, but now Eddie wonders what Buck’s Christmas must’ve looked like, especially after Maddie moved out. He must’ve been miserable, and Eddie’s heart is breaking just at the thought.

“It’s not stupid to want a happy holiday with a loving family.” he says softly, carefully. Buck shakes his head, the red in his cheeks now visible despite the dark.

“I mean, that too, I- I never got this, and I always wished- but not just that.” another shake of his head. “I mean, the sweaters.” he mutters under his breath.

“Christmas sweaters?” Eddie asks, not sure if he heard right, just because of how quiet Buck said it.

“I know, it’s dumb. I just always imagined sitting around in matching sweaters, as a family, taking pictures, looking like we belong together, like I- like I belong.” he adds, turning his head away, so Eddie can’t see his face. Eddie reaches his hand further, touching Buck’s shoulder.

“They couldn’t give you matching Christmas sweaters?” he asks incredulously, fighting not to raise his voice.

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#fuck it friday #fic snippet #buddie #buddie fic #buddie wip #wikiangela writes #my writing #my wips #buddie christmas fic #or more like buddie christmas sweaters fic but anyway lol #don't ask what christmas movie they're watching it's all made up lmao #me: i'll keep it vague for now to figure out how to phrase it the way i want to and how to make it make sense #also me: here's every single thing I've written for this bc im too excited and have no self control lol #(still not sure it makes sense but im having fun haha)#getting so excited about my fics i can't keep them to myself is so on brand lmao (jess saw this snippet as soon as i finished it <3 haha)#i might mix it up and share some cheating fic on sunday tho haha

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cheeriecherrymain · 1 year

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i had to draw TA!Viktor

#i know i have a series ongoing rn but #im thirsty #so im gonna write ta!viktor fic #and no one can stop me #those who have put the seed in my head tho #i thank you for it #inspo has struck and im excited #viktor x reader #cherry doodles #besweatered men encompass all of my needs #also dont come for my math i was only referencing a stonk image

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the-cookie-of-doom · 5 months

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When Chay and Kim get back together in the 24/7 AU, Chay expects things to go back to how they were before, and is surprised when they don't. The whole point is that Kim wanted a lover, but didn't want to let anyone close. So he maintained this distance between them, using the D/S dynamic to do it. But now he doesn't need to, anymore. Chay can be on equal footing with him in this relationship. And sure, a little bit of that shone through towards the end, because Kim couldn't help himself, he was falling in love, and that distance became harder and harder to maintain (which made it easier to convince himself to cut Chay off entirely after the RevealTM).

Chay is not at all prepared for a completely, unrestrictedly in love Kim

#cookie writes #kimchay #I'm v excited #I also thought about how their reconciliation would look #thought about Chay making Kim submit this time as punishment #but Kim isn't vers and I don't want them to leverage sex that way In this fic #the whole point is that the ONLY healthy thing about them is their sex life and the trust they've built #so that wouldn't make sense #Kim could still let him top tho lol #wait i think I just mixed up switch and vers #no reason to keep them straight bc im bi so im both xD #whatever kim bottoms but doesn't sub #although I think he would offer to at some point #which would be fine #just as long as Chay isn't the demanding it in exchange for forgiveness #it's Kim's decision to trust Chay while he gives up control #unrelated to their reconcilliation #this fic is just a long ass character study hidden behind 10 layers of sex and whips

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inevitablestars · 1 month

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been so bad at writing lately but going to try again anyway :/

#maybe if i use my pretty work keyboard instead of my mac ill succeed #also giving myself an energy drink as a treat (hope the caffeine will kill my headache)#sigh #i'm so excited about this new fic tho is the thing #i just have to get into it #and then i can eventually get to the parts im terrified about #:/

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catterdraws · 1 month

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A time loop fic you say? I’d love to hear about it! Even if you haven’t started writing in it yet!

OKAY UM- Bear with me if this is a little all over the place, I just got off work.

So I have *started* writing it, I just haven't actually written the beginning, I have random snippets from various places in it and I just can't quite figure out how I want the beginning to go? I- that's where I get stuck a lot of the time ;-;

But! I can tell you bits and pieces I do have! It's um-

So I love time loops, they're like crack to me, this one is COD but I do have other time loop fics for other fandoms as well.

This one in specific though is- it's shorter loops, so each one is about a week long (some end sooner and some make it the full time), and it's from Ghost and Gaz's povs, because they both are aware of the loops- except neither of them know the other is aware so they both think they're going through everything alone.

The loops also aren't completely identical- especially since there's two different people who are aware, but also partially because the loops are degrading each time. Not the environment really, but the people themselves- like Price getting more and more stressed out each loop even though he's not aware of them.

It is a ship fic (because I can't help myself) but it's supposed to have a sort of "darker" theme (I don't think this is the right phrase by my brain is melting, I mostly just mean there's more sensitive topics) but most of the stuff I've written for it so far is just sort of soft- my biggest problem is that the beginning is the part that repeats over and over, so it's hard to write the important plot bits without having the very start set up. Also I have a bad habit of not wanting to post things unless they're perfect and I struggle a bit with Ghost and Gaz being ooc.

Also! Originally it was supposed to be GhostGaz but at some point Soap snuck in there against my will so now it's SoapGhostGaz but I'm not really mad about it.

There's a million more things I could ramble about but my brain is. Fried. I do want to try and post some of the things I've written for it (and get around to writing the beginning lol) but! Yeah. I'm not sure that this makes sense but- nods. Also!! Thank you for asking about my silly lil time loop nonsense :3c.

#asks #catter speaks #i dont have a tag for when i talk bc up until recently i Did Not Do That #but yeah this is my silly little time loop fic that im obsessed with even tho its taking me forever #i started this before mw3 came out lol #also thank you for asking about it im so- i got so excited to answer #:3

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no-light-left-on · 1 month

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how short/long do you like chapters in the fics you read? is there a minimum/maximum word count you look for or does it fluctuate with different stories and the delivery?

#li.txt #I like longer stuff but its not a necessity tho i am always excited for the longer ones #but also i know massive word counts can feel daunting #ive been reading a bunch of shorter stories that are like 1k words per chapter #and I say shorter cause like lets be real the fics we all swoon over nowadays that update regularly are 10k+ for each chapter #p sure one of my fave whalers-centric fic has a minimum of 20k per chapter #and a really good fic I read years ago was 35k words appx for each chapter #so I know its individual but Im curious about the tastes in this particular fandom at this time

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alienaiver · 1 year

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Summary: Even if the Seven Days of Mourning has passed, your grief will not let you rest. Your father, your kingdom's crown, has untimely left the earth. Now it's your job to go from Crown-in-Waiting to actual Crown of the Karasuno Kingdom. With the kingdom's grief and responsibility on your shoulders, it's your time to rule - all the while figuring out how an assassination on your beloved father succeeded. You're just grateful that you have your advisor - and biggest supporter - Sugawara Koushi, by your side to ground you.

wordcount: 28.7k words

General tags: Royal Advisor AU, Fantasy AU, SFW, mild to medium angst, gender neutral reader, POC!friendly reader, bodytype!friendly reader, slow-burn, romance, no use of y/n, comfort, mutual pining, idiots to lovers, reader is royalty, mentions of loss and grief, minor character death (reader's father), these idiots are so tense and official around each other that it hurts, minor violence, surely it should be illegal to type out 'your majesty' as much as i have, i'm sorry if my little crime solving takes up space - i dont even like the crime and thriller genre 🤡, i cared too much abt world-building here, if anyone wanna know the economic history of this world (including the three recessions and inflation time periods) let me know! im insane!, vaguely described sword fighting and related wounds in the final chaper go to each chapter for more detailed tags and warnings

A/N: i have made a big effort into making this reader as gender neutral as possible so that men, women and nonbinary people can all insert themselves! therefor i refer to the ruler of the kingdom as 'the crown' instead of king/queen etc! clothes are not described in whether or not theyre pants/dresses but instead in fabric and colors. this has been my main goal as a nb person! ✨ i hope i succeeded! otherwise i dont have much else to say, but that i hope u enjoy this baby of mine! 🧡

Chapter 1: miles, 8.7k words

Chapter 2: inches, 7.9k words

Chapter 3: collision, 12k words

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#haikyuu x reader #sugawara koushi x reader #hq x reader #gender neutral reader insert #sugawara x reader #haikyuu x you #ARE YALL READY?!!!! im not im so anxious (and excited) 👀#nohr.writing #i am formatting the first chapter's post as we speak so that i can post it in a few hours !!!!!!#i gotta be honest w ya tho: ive been AutisticTM about this and have worked way too hard on details u might never see LKFJSKNFS #and i am insanely perfectionist WHILE this is my first fantasy so im SO PICKY ABT MY OWN WORK!!! but ive decided to still post #like theres. so much. that needs to line up when making an au huh!!! its wild and been SO fun #the star and the earth fic #IT GOT A NAME YALL #i came up with an insanely good one right before i fell asleep thatd match the chapter titles but when i woke up i only remembered the chap #ter titles LJFKSDJFKSFJSKDF #now im off to have lunch ilu<33333 #also @ luna i apologize that this notif might make you prematurely excited DNKSADNJKS theres only 2.5hours left tho!!!! <333

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freaky-flawless · 1 year

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In the process of designing a birthday fit for Clawdeen, which means I had to take all 8 of my Clawdeen dolls off my shelf and spread them out around me for inspiration.

#monster high #clawdeen wolf #i say in the process but im actually almost finished #I want her to have a similar amount of detail as dracs sweet 1600 dress but hmmmm i dont have that in me #im pretty happy with it tho and im excited to post it when the time comes #aka sunday #the question is: can i also draw cleo and toralei in that time?#that remains to be seen #they're both getting suits and im sooo excited to design them #i have a fic wip too that ive been working on since last year lmfao #very unlikely ill finish it in time but im hoping to get it out by my birthday which gives me another 2 weeks #text post

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imflyingfish · 6 months

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Thats it im going to write more of my esmp2 ldshadowlady fic today 💪

#ignore the fact that i write once every 4-8 months im not a writer #i do feel bad though bc all of my fics atm are male-centric which isnt fair #and i also never see fics that are lizzie-centric so im going to try to fix these #theyre usually Joel centric WITH lizzie #no i just want to see lizze fuck it all up by herself #not in an angst way more in a cartoon-episode-climax way where she gets what she deserves for being dumb as shit #i am excited abt it tho i gotta finish it

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wikiangela · 3 months

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seven sentence sunday

tagged by @diazsdimples @theotherbuckley @hippolotamus @daffi-990 💖💖

after waaay too long - the alive shannon fic is baaaack! my beloved <3 finally got through a scene I was stuck at (more or less, it'll get improved when I edit lol) and made quite a bit of progress! so here's a few sentences from the ladder truck bombing! (Buck's POV has been fighting me so hard, Eddie's is always easier bc he just takes over and does his thing, and Buck apparently doesn't wanna cooperate with me lol) this is very rough and needs lots of editing - but at least I'm finally making progress so here it is 🤣

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It all happens so quickly he barely remembers the actual explosion. But he knows that there’s a split second, somewhere between sitting in the ladder truck, and lying on the ground, covered in blood, ears ringing, in excruciating pain and unable to move his leg – there’s a second between all that where he genuinely thinks he’s going to die. That’s it, the end, without so much as a chance to say goodbye to Maddie, to Bobby, to Hen and Chim, to- to Eddie and Christopher. To anyone he loves. For a second he’s convinced he’ll never get to talk to any of them again, that he won’t get to talk to Bobby, eat his delicious cooking during a family dinner, that he won’t get teased by Hen and Chim for something dumb he does for a hundredth time in a week. That he won’t get to see his sister heal and find happiness and love again, that he won’t get to see Chimney treating her like she deserves, like Buck knows he will. He’s scared he won’t get to hang out with Eddie, the best friend he’s ever had, that the short time they had together was all he’ll ever get. That he won’t get the privilege Eddie’s already granting him of watching Christopher grow up, of being there for him whenever he’d need him. A split second, and he thinks his life is ending, that’s it for Evan Buckley, leaving this world forever, not even leaving a mark behind, probably getting forgotten by everyone but his family, sooner or later even them. For a second he thinks, maybe it’s okay, maybe it’s better that it’s him than anyone else.

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#the alive shannon fic #seven sentence sunday #shannon diaz #buddie wip #buddie fic #wikiangela writes #my writing #fic snippet #my wips #took me like 2 months to get back on track with this fic lmao #left a half finished scene and multiple half finished paragraphs with so many notes and highlights #and it was painful to look at how disorganized it was 🤣#shes back tho 😍#ngl im never as nervous to post snippets as with this fic 🤣 and also never as excited haha

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