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freckleslikestars · 13 hours

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‘In all the years you’ve known me, when have I ever left your side?’ She gives a half-hearted scoff, cracks an eyelid, ‘you mean, aside from all the times you ditched me to jump on trains or investigate your own personal theories?’ ‘Yeah, aside from all those times.’

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He gets the call at 3:24 in the morning, a blocked number that he would ignore if it were daylight hours, but despite being out of the FBI for over a decade, it’s still ingrained within him to pick up the phone on the second ring. He’d not really been sleeping anyway, merely dozing with the TV on in the background. As soon as he hears her name and the hospital she’s been taken to, he’s out the door, feet stuffed into the sneakers that have worn bare.

She’s sleeping when he arrives, and besides the bandage on her forehead she looks fine, but the sight of her in a hospital bed will always hit him like a blow to the chest. Her doctor gives him a sceptical glance out the corner of his eye as he lists her injuries, the fractured tibia and the cracked rib, and he can’t help but wonder how pathetic he must seem; unkempt hair and two months of beard growth, the ratty sweats he’d been wearing for three days.

The seat by her bed is uncomfortable, tacky vinyl that creaks when he slumps down into it, and he settles in for a vigil that’s become so routine to him over the decades. Her hair’s longer than when she left, and her cheeks look slightly hollower, but overall she looks healthy; a far cry from many of the times he’s sat by her bedside.

It’s an hour before she stirs, and at her first groan, he’s up and scanning her face for the first flicker of recognition, the smile that always brightens her eyes when she wakes to him by her side. She grunts, her eyes peeling open, and as soon as they catch on him she huffs a sigh and shakes her head, slipping her eyes shut again. ‘Scully?’

‘You look like shit, Mulder,’ she mutters, her voice gravelly and raw. It’s not what he’d expected, and he realises he’d hoped she’d take one look at him and declare just how much she’s missed him, just how much she regrets leaving. ‘What’re you doing here?’

‘The hospital called. You hit a patch of ice; totalled your car. Apparently, you were very lucky - it could have been much worse. I’m still down as your emergency contact.’ His energy has been sapped suddenly, the disgruntled look she’s giving him weighing heavy on his chest.

‘I haven’t gotten around to changing it yet. I was gonna put Mom down, but she was moving and I wanted to wait until she had her new address, and then I must have forgotten.’ He gives a curt nod, drops back down into his chair. ‘You don’t have to stay. I’m fine.’

‘In all the years you’ve known me, when have I ever left your side?’

She gives a half-hearted scoff, cracks an eyelid, ‘you mean, aside from all the times you ditched me to jump on trains or investigate your own personal theories?’

‘Yeah, aside from all those times.’

Her eyes close again, and she twists her head to face away from him. ‘Last year. You left me last year.’

‘What? Scully, you left me. You ran away, you gave up. I never went anywhere.’

‘Not physically,’ she sighs, ‘but you left first. I was drowning, and you didn’t even notice. Something you never learned, Mulder, was that sometimes the only person you can save is yourself.’

‘I didn’t… you didn’t say anything.’

She clears her throat, trying to keep the tremor from her voice, ‘I shouldn’t have had to.’

They lapse into silence, the ambient beeps of the hospital filling the space between them, and he thinks perhaps that she’s fallen back to sleep, readying himself to settle in for the night, when she turns back to look at him, ‘you really do look terrible. When was the last time you slept properly?’

He could tell the truth, tell her he hasn’t slept properly since before she left, but he can hear the guilt in her voice, and as much as he thinks she possibly deserves it, he loves her too much to not absolve her of it, ‘couple of days. S’okay, really. I’m used to it.’

‘I thought it got better for a time.’

‘It did, for a time,’ when she was by his side, at least. But he couldn’t put that on her, couldn’t make her regret saving herself.

He’d once said they had communication, unspoken, and maybe that had lapsed, maybe they had never been all that good at it in the first place, but she seemed to hear him now. ‘You know, there’s room up here for two, if you’re careful.’

‘Scu-’

‘One-time offer, and it’s only on the table for the next thirty seconds,’ she grunts as she shuffles to give him room, quirking an eyebrow when he hesitates with one shoe off. He climbs up next to her, settling himself next to her, not quite touching, until she sighs into him, resting her head on his shoulder.

‘I am trying to get better,’ he whispers, his voice choked with emotion, ‘I just don’t know how.’

‘I know. And I’ll always be proud of whatever progress you make.’

‘I may have been a shitty husband, but I never stopped loving you.’

‘I know,’ she murmurs into the darkness, ‘I never stopped loving you either. But we’re not good for each other.’ He wants to argue, wants to fight her tooth and nail on that point, but her head is getting heavier on his shoulder, her breathing getting deeper, and he doesn’t want to upset her. ‘Mulder?’

‘Hmm?’

‘You’re not the only one who sleeps better with company.’

Tagging @today-in-fic

#my writing #xf fanfic #txf #x files fanfic #msr #post-break up #pre-revival

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coffeebanana · 3 days

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Fic Summary:

"Adrien's in the hospital." Woken in the dead of night by a series of frantic phone calls, Marinette finds herself confronted with one of her worst fears. Next thing she knows, she's boarding a bus from New York to Montreal instead of flying home for winter break, contemplating how's she's going to navigate living with Adrien—who definitely wants nothing to do with her since the break up—for the indefinite future. Adrien just wants to find the energy to convince Marinette he's fine—that she can leave. Because having her here hurts too much, and he's better off alone. At least, that's what he tells himself. They're an ocean away from home, stuck together in a one-bedroom apartment, in a city suffocated by snow. The distance between them has never felt so insurmountable. But maybe there's hope after all.

#coffeebanana fics #miraculous ladybug #cw suicide attempt #cw depression #cw dissociation #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #love square #post-break up #post-reveal #it's not really PRPR but it's not not PRPR???#post-s5 #post-reveal of All The Secrets™️

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all-these-larrythings · 1 year

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Cowboy Like Me (29k) by Rearviewdreamer

Going legit and starting over in a small town was supposed to solve all of Harry’s problems. That was until a string of robberies in wealthy towns brings him face-to-face with his rouge ex-partner and their dicey, unresolved past.

#Exes to Lovers #Wild West #Reformed Criminal #Sort Of #Post-Break Up #Theft #Fugitives #Saloons #Reconciliation #Slow Burn #Angst #Cowboy fic #now complete!

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wangxianficrecs · 10 months

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driver's license by cryptenhope

driver’s license

by cryptenhope

T, 5k, Wangxian

Summary: Wei Ying can’t find anger in Lan Zhan for leaving. There’s no rage, no pure spite. He doesn’t need to forgive the man. Forgiveness means there was something to blame Lan Zhan for in the first place. No, Wei Ying blames himself for caring. He cannot forgive himself for still loving Lan Zhan because he does, irrevocably and undeniably. And now? Now, Wei Ying is tired. (Or: the driver’s license au that has nothing to do with the song or driving) Kay's comments: Ah, wonderful angst! Wei Ying wakes up in the hospital after an accident to find Lan Zhan by his side. Lan Zhan, who had broken up with him months ago because he wasn't brave enough to stand against his family. I love how little anger Wei Ying felt and how it was more exhaustion and tiredness and honestly, despite the tags, I'd say this story has a happy ending too! Excerpt: Wei Ying is lost. “What...why are you even here?” he asks, shuffling to sit up. This merely startles Lan Zhan into motion as he helps Wei Ying reach a comfortable position, a steady, strong hand on his back. Wei Ying barely contains a shiver, relishing in the warmth burning on his skin through the thing fabric of the hospital gown. Lan Zhan’s touch has never been something he could deny his desires for. It will never not affect him. “Careful,” Lan Zhan murmurs before straightening up. He takes a small step back and tilts his head. “The hospital called me. Apparently, I am your emergency contact and Power of Attorney.” Wei Ying stills. Oh. That.

pov wei wuxian, modern setting, modern no magic, hospitals, hurt wie wuxian, blood and injury, post-break up, breaking up & making up, getting back together, angst with a happy ending, hurt/comfort, sad wei wuxian, car accidents, @cryptenhope

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(Please REBLOG as a signal boost for this hard-working author if you like – or think others might like – this story.)

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hellcheerficdatabase · 8 months

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Time May Change Me (but I Can't Change Time)

Author: @bumblehumblebee

Rating/Warning: Explicit

Chapter Count: 1/1

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“Jesus H Christ,” Eddie mumbles under his breath. The gym hall has been decorated with gaudy green and gold streamers and balloons, a banner that reads Welcome Back Class of ‘86 splashed across the far wall while a DJ plays a variety of bland pop hits. Eddie is halfway to the punch bowl when he sees her.

Chrissy Cunningham. He hasn’t seen her since he left but there hasn’t been a day without her on his mind at one time or another. He doesn’t have many regrets, but fuck, she is one of them.

It's their ten year high school reunion and while Eddie has made it big as a rockstar, there's one person he knows he fucked it up with.

Tags: Alternate Universe- no vecna, high school reunion, ten years later, Rockstar!Eddie, post-break up, reunited, second chances, Eddie is a sweetie, Chrissy needs a hug, smut, alternating POV, one-shot, status: completed

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rairecs · 7 months

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title: part time soulmate (full time problem) author: ksmwifeguy rating: teen wordcount: 5178 pairing: kim seungmin/lee minho summary:

"Can you come get me?" It all comes out in a rush, a jumble of syllables like marbles in someone's mouth. "I'm at the Gangdong-gu station." Minho huffs, annoyance prickling beneath his skin. "If you're already waiting for a train just ––" "Police," Seungmin interrupts. He doesn't even have the decency to sound contrite. "Station. Police station. I am––" he hiccups again and pitches his voice into a lower, mocking tone,"––detained."

Two weeks after their breakup, Lee Minho becomes Kim Seungmin's one phone call.

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#skz fic #stray kids fic rec #stray kids fic #2min #seungmin #lee know #au: modern setting #drunken shenanigans #post-break up #tw: unhealthy coping mechanisms #hopeful ending #idiots in love #author: ksmwifeguy #wc: 5000

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slicesofapple · 2 years

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Tobio watches from across the bar as Tooru’s arm slides around the guy’s waist.

He knows what it feels like, having that solid weight wrap around him, those clever fingers stroking softly up his side.

He hates himself for it, but he can’t tear his eyes away. It’s like watching a car wreck, seeing Tooru with someone else.

Tooru smiles down at the guy (he’s short, this guy, Tobio thinks with disdain). Then Tooru is leaning in and pressing a quick kiss to the guy’s smooth cheek, tracking across to his mouth.

Tobio looks away, his own cheeks burning.

He doesn’t realize he’s clenching his glass so tightly until it actually shatters in his hand, the liquid splattering across the bar, dripping down into his lap.

#oikage #kageoi #post-break up #(but they're eventually going to get back together)#angst #pining #tobio *wants*

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chimmyxkookies · 1 year

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🔷𝑯𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖🔷 🔸𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒅 🔸𝟭𝟱.𝟱𝗸 🔸https://archiveofourown.org/works/33861406 ~Jikook/kookmin ~Exes to lovers ~Second chance ~Fluff ~Angst with happy ending 🔹𝑴𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅: @7timesSana

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yeonbinfics · 2 years

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cause you know, every morning i wake up (i still reach for you)

cause you know, every morning i wake up (i still reach for you) by blissbin (ao3)

Rating: E

Word Count: 18417

Summary: It’s no one’s fault but Soobin's. His mother was right, Soobin is never satisfied with what he has. And of course he is complaining, who is he trying to kid? He wants more again, like he always does. He broke off his relationship of four years with Yeonjun because he wanted more. Got into this deal with him a few months after their break up because he wanted more. And now, a year later after they started it, he’s going to fuck things up again. Because still, even now - Soobin wants more.

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the scream i let out when i came across this fic. regret fics are my biggest guilty pleasure! and this is the kind of fic with this kind of plot line is always at the top of my list in every fandom i’ve come across. i fucking love break up fics where one of them regrets the break up omg maybe i just love hurting myself idk but this is top 5 of my favorite yeonbin fics of all time. and the author! one of my favorite authors in the community. i have more to say about their other fics but that's for another day.

so it starts with soobin being miserable and pining for his ex. who he sees at a bar already chatting it up with someone else. and yes what a perfect way to start the story, author! i was hooked right away.

they end up going to yeonjun's apartment together which was their old apartment together. they fuck and when they wake up later in the morning. it dawns on soobin that he has woken up next to his ex who he is still very much in love with, in their old apartment, a place they used to share together. and the author throws this line at us “If Soobin ignores a few of his thoughts he can almost pretend that they are still together and this is just a common thing in their routine.” man its so simple but it did its job at crushing my heart.

and that was just part one. part two is where is gets gut wrenching. soobin has been ignoring yeonjun when yeonjun just forgets his memories after an accident. and in yeonjun’s head he thinks that they are still together. and then the author throws another punch to my heart with this exchange

"Three years? Wait, now it would be five. Fuck. Hold on, are we married?" Yeonjun's whole body lights up at the thought, the lawyer stares at him with curiosity, hope and excitement in his eyes. Soobin wants the ground to open and swallow him in that instant.

"No, not yet." Soobin answers, the lump that grows in his throat can't be avoided for much longer. Yeonjun's face falls and he lets out a groan, murmuring something about him being so fucking slow under his breath.”

yeah just stomp on my heart while you’re at it.

its then when yeonjun catches on that oh, they broke up. and soobin decides its best to tell yeonjun that the break up was mutual and that soobin loves him but yeonjun doesn't love him back. the big ass face palm i did when i first read it omg soobin sweetie. i know he has his reasons but my god i felt so bad for yeonjun in that moment. and even more when it gets revealed why soobin broke up with him in the first place.

ugh, again. every fic that this author puts out, instantly shoots up on my favorite fics list. they are that good. i dont want to give too much away but get prepared to get your heart broken and then put back together. 10000/10 would recommend, please read it and leave the author kudos and comments.

#Alternate Universe #Modern Setting #Post-Break Up #Angst #Jealousy #Hurt/Comfort #Miscommunication #Angst with a Happy Ending #Not Actually Unrequited Love #Yeonbin #Yeonbin Fic #Yeonbin Fic Rec #Word Count: 15k+#Chaptered Fic #blissbin

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andthebeanstalk · 11 months

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Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".

Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"

And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".

Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.

At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.

So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!

Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!

Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.

#hlep #original #mental health #my sympathies and empathies to anyone who has to rely on this kind of hlep to get what they need.#the people in my life who most need to see this post are my family but even if they did I sincerely doubt they would internalize it #i've tried to break thru to them so many times it makes my head hurt. so i am focusing on boundaries and on finding other forms of support #and this thing i learned today helps me validate those boundaries. the example with the milk was from my therapist.#the example with the towing company was a real thing that happened with my parents a few months ago while I was age 28. 28!#a full adult age! it is so infantilizing as a disabled adult to seek assistance and support from ableist parents.#they were real mad i was mad tho. and the spoons i spent trying to explain it were only the latest in a long line of #huge family-related spoon expenditures. distance and the ability to enforce boundaries helps. haven't talked to sisters for literally the #longest period of my whole life. people really believe that if they love you and try to help you they can do no wrong.#and those people are NOT great allies to the chronically sick folks in their lives.#you can adore someone and still fuck up and hurt them so bad. will your pride refuse to accept what you've done and lash out instead?#or will you have courage and be kind? will you learn and grow? all of us have prejudices and practices we are not yet aware of.#no one is pure. but will you be kind? will you be a good friend? will you grow? i hope i grow. i hope i always make the choice to grow.#i hope with every year i age i get better and better at making people feel the opposite of how my family's ableism has made me feel #i will see them seen and hear them heard and smile at their smiles. make them feel smart and held and strong.#just like i do now but even better! i am always learning better ways to be kind so i don't see why i would stop

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blluespirit · 3 months

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there are so many amazing and powerful benders in atla but what i love about zuko is that whether or not he can use his bending in that moment has zero (0) bearing on how much he’s going to absolutely kick your ass. no bending? that’s fine - he’s got swords. no swords or bending? that’s fine - he’s literally just going to beat you up. if you’re REALLY unlucky then you get all three. as a treat.

#like he’s surrounded by these amazing benders.#azula who’s a prodigy #the literal avatar #katara who mastered water bending in like -3 days #(literally iconic of her tbh)#and zuko IS a great firebender (his abilities as a firebender improve as his story progresses)#but it just absolutely cracks me up when i remember zuko will just. not use his bending sometimes #anyway zuko alone fight was special bc he really said i will use all three bc ur special 🤭#zuko #avatar the last airbender #avatar: the last airbender #atla #jack talks #where’s that post that’s like zuko is a prodigy but his special skill is breaking and entering and he can’t tell anyone about that

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asteraws · 26 days

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