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reverie-starlight · 9 months

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crawling back to you- fushiguro megumi

just something silly I started a while back that I'm finally finishing up!! i'm very in love with megumi and since I was doing a season one rewatch with my dad, I have plenty of megumi-centered thoughts I can't talk abt with him. but I can write them!! and YES okay the title was a failed bug pun.

warnings: just fluff! death of a spider, though. megumi is a little annoyed, but it gets resolved super fast, so no angst at all.

gn! reader, no specified gender or physical description, but they do stay in the girl's dorms for this fic for the sole purpose of being nobara's next door neighbour!!

You opened your door and stopped in your tracks when you saw something scuttle across the ceiling from the corner of your eye.

A loud gasp was released and Nobara, already in her PJs, peeked out from her door to see what the fuss was. “Y/n? You okay?”

You frantically beckon her over, your eyes never leaving the beast that decided to infiltrate your room. She made it to your side and followed your eyes.

“Ew! Why’d you have to show me a spider right as I’m about to go to bed? Now I’m going to be paranoid all night, thanks a lot.” She crossed her arms and made a yuck face.

“Nobara,” you started, deadly serious, clutching her arm. “I need you to use your hammer and nails to get this thing. We don’t have to get close to it that way.”

She looked as though she was seriously considering it for a moment before reluctantly shaking her head. “Y/n, cursed energy is for jujutsu work, not creepy crawlies. Besides, it’d leave some nasty holes in your wall.”

You sighed and almost resigned yourself to having to find a long stick or something to get it with. But then she spoke again.

“What about Fushiguro? He brings out his demon dog for you to play with all the time, right? What’s one more non-curse related job for a frog who’d probably love a snack?”

This finally brought your attention away from the eight legged monster on your ceiling. You looked at her with so much admiration and thanks and hugged her tightly. “Oh, Nobara you’re a genius! Thank y-“

You visibly deflated when you realized that your boyfriend wasn’t exactly happy with you at that moment.

Nobara winced. “Ouch, is he still upset?”

You nodded and frowned. Of course this would happen at a time you didn’t have him as back up.

It was a petty argument that got you into this situation- in the shared kitchen for the students, you accidentally ate a snack of his that he had been saving, which you apologized for. Great! Should’ve been over with after that, right?

…Except you accidentally did it again the next day AND forgot to put his milk back in the fridge that he had just measured out for some recipe he was excited to try.

And even though you apologized and he reassured you that it wasn’t that big of a deal, mistakes happen, he still wasn't letting you hang out in his room after training as usual. He seemed to be annoyed with you at the very least.

With the long week he’s had from being sent on two missions back to back, you understood why. He really need the mental break that you accidentally took away.

So yeah, you really doubted that he’d be willing to kill a spider for you when he’d barely even talked to you in the past 24 hours (save for his usual good morning text and a peck on the cheek when he saw you in person).

Nobara patted your back and sighed. "I think you should go ask him anyway. He's probably suffering from Y/n withdrawals by now, you know? Yuuji said he was sure he caught Fushiguro pouting on their jog earlier. Could be a good sign."

You looked at her hopefully and smiled. "Thanks, Nobara, but I think I'll just wait until morning. I'm sure if I could just find a-" your attention was drawn back to the ceiling and a feeling of dread washed over you. "Nope, I'm going right now, the spider's fucking gone," you quickly shut your door and stepped away.

She made a blended noise of disgust and fear. "Alright, I'm out. Good luck and don't let that thing out. If I see it in my room tomorrow I'm putting my nails through your clothes." She waved and headed back to her room.

You waved back and headed the other direction, towards the boy's dorms. Since it was getting late, you had to be mindful of noise so you wouldn't get caught by any faculty member- especially Gojo.

If he were to catch you "sneaking" over to Megumi's room, you were pretty sure you'd never hear the end of it, and even more sure that it would just irritate your boyfriend further.

So you put your stealth to the test until you were finally at his door. You quietly knocked three times, hoping it was loud enough for him to hear it.

When he opened the door, he raised an eyebrow at you and checked out in the hall before dragging you inside so you could talk at a somewhat normal volume.

And of course you wanted to take the time to make everything up to him, to talk it out for real and not have him be annoyed at you anymore- if Nobara said he was starting to have Y/n Withdrawals, then you had already been feeling the effects of Megumi Withdrawals since his first mission earlier this week- but right now the most pressing matter on your mind was the spider currently lost in your room.

So you decided that sweet talking him was the way to achieve your goal of getting his help.

"Megumi, love and light of my life, my one and only, my beloved-"

"Please stop."

You got down on your knees and took hold of his hand. "I am so sorry that I have ailed you this week, I promise that I will be more mindful moving forward and use my eyes to look for your name on things in the fridge-"

"You don't have to beg for my forgiveness, get up." He was basically a tomato, his whole face red and slightly covered by his hair. If you weren't on such a time crunch, you might keep going just to tease him.

"And I come to enlist your help on a quest that only you have the required tools to complete!"

"Ah, there it is. So you just need my help, then?" He tried to keep the disappointment out of his voice, but you caught it and immediately stood up to explain yourself.

"Baby, no, I do genuinely want to apologize and fix things! But um... yes, I do actually have a problem that only you can help me with."

He sighed and regarded you for a moment before nodding. "Alright, what is it?"

You immediately lit up and shook his hand excitedly. "Really? Thank you so much!"

"So... what is it?"

"There's a spider in my room, and I lost it and I need your toad to eat it."

He gave you a deadpan look before throwing his head back with a long sigh, looking at the ceiling. "Alright, let's go."

On your way back to your room, you fell into silence. Mostly because you didn't want to get caught being out past curfew, but also because neither of you really knew what to say.

Once you were in front of your door, you opened it and let him in. He summoned his toad and helped you search for it (by helped, you really meant he did all the searching while you stood outside and quietly directed him to where you saw it last.

"Can you at least come and help me look?" He asked, currently looking around on the floor under a couple of bags.

You hesitantly walked in, surveying everything before standing next to him to double check.

He broke the silence first. "You know... I really wasn't mad at you for any of the kitchen stuff. I know I told you that already, but I feel like you don't believe it."

You sifted through some clothes. "No, I did. I guess I was just sad that you weren't letting me hang out with you as much. I totally understand it- you needed a break from everything and I respect that, but I wish I could have helped before you got to that point. And I'm serious, I'll keep a better eye out before I accidentally eat your stuff." you both kind of laughed at that.

It was silent again for a couple seconds. "I'm sorry I kind of pushed you away and isolated myself."

You smiled a bit. "I'm sorry I kinda tipped you over the edge."

You turned to face each other for a moment before he wrapped you up in his arms. "You didn't. I promise next time I feel overwhelmed I'll let you know so you don't think I'm upset with you," he mumbled.

"Thank you... I love you."

"I love you too."

You stayed like that for a moment before you pulled back a bit and smirked at him. "Nobara told me that Itadori said you were pouting on you jog together earlier."

He blushed. "I was not. He doesn't know what he's talking about."

You giggled a bit and cupped his face. "I would bet a million yen that you were!"

He groaned and tried to gently pry your hands away from his face. "Stop it... I was not pouting, I don't pout."

"You so do! You're doing it right- holy shit Megumi the spider is right there gET IT PLEASE-"

The sweet moment was ruined by the spider from earlier scuttling across the ceiling over your bed. You jumped onto your boyfriend for protection, even though he couldn't do much while supporting your entire bodyweight so you wouldn't fall. He managed to send the toad after it, and it happily chased it with its tongue.

The spider was no more.

You settled back on the ground and patted the toad on the head before Megumi released it back to the shadows.

You sighed in relief.

"Thank you, my love, I appreciate it."

He nodded at you. "No problem. I should head back to my dorm now before-"

"Want to stay with me?" You tentatively interrupted.

He paused and looked towards you. "We'll get in trouble if we're caught."

You tugged on his hand a little. "Please, Megumi? I've missed you this week..."

He sighed and let you pull him to your bed, hiding a small smile when you cheer. "Fine, but I'm leaving before the sun comes up. I'm not letting Gojo think he has anything over me."

You giggled. "That's fine," and then you both got settled under the covers.

He'd be lying if he said he hadn't missed you while he was isolating himself, but he pushed any thoughts of that away and fell into a peaceful sleep with you in his arms.

this took foreverrrrr but it's finally done since I have time to write today!! ty for reading, hope you all enjoyed <3

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finnsbubblegum · 10 months

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my dearest i'm going through withdrawals from your writing and frankly i just miss you 🥺🥺

i had a request if you were taking them?

i am currently in an mentally abusive relationship and things aren't really going to hot on my end

i was wondering if you could do one where joel comes in an rescues reader from said relationship? pure fluff and heartwarming stuff i could really use it rn 🖤

ps sorry it got so dark lol 🖤

A/N: Hi anon! I’m so sorry for the late reply. I’m sorry that happened to you, hope you’re doing okay. I tried my best writing this fic hope it helps you feel better. Yes, I read your requests! I just haven't had the time and idea what to write so i am so so sorry. I will write your requests, don't worry! but please be patient😭 I'm writing this first because it seems urgent😭 Btw if you need someone to talk to, you can always send me private messages!

Worth Saving (Joel Miller X Reader)

Warnings: abusive boyfriend, guns, lmk if i missed any

(Reader’s Pov)

“Ty, can we rest here for a few days? I think it’s a pretty decent place. There is a lot of canned food here and there’s a bed here.” You pointed at the dusty bed.

You and your boyfriend found an abandoned house trying to stock some supplies. You had been doing these for years and kept moving anywhere as long as you didn’t come across people. Humans were more dangerous these days than clickers.

“Are you serious?” Your boyfriend, Tyler, furrowed his eyebrows and raised his voice.

“Just for a few days.” You stepped back.

“How are you so stupid?” Your boyfriend stepped closer to you.

You knew he was angry. He always had. He never listened to you.

“I’m sorry. It’s just. I saw a bed and I just wanted to sleep on a bed. You know after all these years.” Your voice started to crack.

“After all these years?” He scoffed.

“I have kept you safe and protected you. And it’s still not enough?” Tyler grabbed both of your shoulders with force.

“That’s not what I meant.” You tried to hold your tears.

“Don’t you dare cry, woman!” He tightened his grip on your shoulder.

“Ty, you’re hurting me.” You sobbed.

“Let me tell you something. You’re such a burden. I should have left you there eaten by those clickers. Or maybe.. I should kill you now. ” Your abusive boyfriend said those words right in front of your face.

Then he took his gun and pointed it right at your forehead. He loaded the gun and was ready to pull the trigger. You closed your eyes, shaking and shed a tear.

(Joel’s Pov)

“Shh..someone’s here.” Joel whispered to Tommy and pointed at the traces someone left on the first floor.

Tommy nodded and walked slowly behind Joel. Joel and Tommy looked at each other as they heard your fight with your boyfriend.

*creak*

“Tommy!” Joel whispered scolding Tommy who was making sounds from the old stairs.

Tommy raised his hands and mouthed “sorry”.

(Reader’s Pov)

Then he took his gun and pointed it right at your forehead. He loaded the gun and was ready to pull the trigger.

“No! Please don’t kill me! Please!” You closed your eyes, shaking and crying.

(Joel’s Pov)

Joel was ready to shoot whoever inside the room but Tommy reminded him not to kill innocent people. Joel rolled his eyes and stayed behind Tommy as Tommy instructed. Then he remembered Bill’s letter that was left for him.

“...I used to hate the world, and I was happy when everyone died. But I was wrong because there was one person worth saving. That’s what I did. I saved him. Then I protected him. That’s why men like you and me are here. We have a job to do. And God help any motherfuckers who stand in our way...”

He remembered his job was to save someone who was worth saving. And it could be anyone and Ellie was one of them.

“1,2,.” Tommy mouthed to Joel.

“3!” Tommy kicked the door open and found you with a gun pointing at your head.

Joel and Tommy’s guns were all pointed towards you and your boyfriend.

“Put your guns down!” Tyler swiftly pointed his gun to Tommy.

“Please! We’re innocent.” You raised your hands.

“Tommy!” Joel breathed heavily, he was ready to pull the trigger.

Tommy looked at Joel and shook his head. Tommy didn’t want Joel to kill innocent people anymore. He wanted him to change and Joel was getting better since he spent a few months in Jackson.

“Let’s talk this through and put our guns down.” Tommy said.

“You first.” Tyler looked at Tommy then to Joel.

Tommy put his guns down slowly. Joel didn’t.

“Hey! You too.” Tyler shakily pointed his gun to Joel.

Joel cleared his throat as he put his gun down slowly. As Tyler put his gun down slowly after Joel, you thought it was the perfect time to run away from this mess and your abusive boyfriend. You took a deep breath and got ready to run. When everyone’s gun was on the floor, you ran as fast as you could.

*Bang*

You heard a gunshot when you were just out of the room and you stopped running.

“Joel!” Tommy shouted.

Your body shook and turned your head slowly. You saw your boyfriend’s dead body laying soulless on the floor. You gasped and covered your mouth with your hands.

“Are you okay?” Tommy asked you.

You shook your head. You didn’t know how you felt. You were sad that your boyfriend died but you were also relieved because you were finally free from him.

“Were you close with him?” Tommy put his hand on your shoulder.

“He-uh-he was my boyfriend.” You nodded.

“He tried to kill you.” Joel said behind Tommy.

Joel walked closer to you, “Twice.”

Apparently your boyfriend took his gun and tried to shoot you from behind when you tried to run away. And Joel shot him before your boyfriend pulled the trigger. He knew from his gut that you were worth saving so he took his chance.

You were speechless so you just stayed quiet. The two men asked you to come with them. They told you they have a place for you with nice people, nice clothes, and food. Tommy had to bring some supplies on his horse so you ended up riding the horse with Joel.

“You’re gonna rip my jacket if you do that.” Joel grabbed your hand and moved them on his waist.

Your heart beat faster but you felt safe around him. You were too tired from your day and all the shocks so you rested your head behind his broad back.

“It wasn’t twice.” You suddenly said.

“Huh?” Joel didn't follow.

“Tyler-uh-the one you killed-he tried to kill me multiple times.” Tears fell down to your cheeks.

“So..thank you. You saved my life. I owe you.” You wiped your tears and rested your head again on his back.

“You’re safe now.” Joel answered you.

“Sorry.” You chuckled, suddenly realizing your tears made his jacket wet. You rubbed his back trying to dry it.

“It’s okay.” Joel chuckled.

The End

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rockettheraccoonxreader · 1 year

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Rocket Raccoon x Reader part 3

Spray paints

Hello! I hope you like it! I went and saw Gotg 3 again over the weekend lol!

SPOILERS FOR VOL.3

Trigger warnings:

1.drug withdrawls

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When waking up the warmth from Rocket was gone. You sat up maybe just a little too fast, as a wave of nausea crashed over you. You pulled towards you the nearby bowl and threw up, groaning you wiped your mouth with a nearby napkin.

“(y/n)? You okay?” glancing over Rocket and Groot were in the doorway. You nodded “Yeah I'm okay I think I just sat up too fast.”

“I am Groot,” Groot spoke up placing a plate with what Peter called an ‘American’ breakfast on it. Toast, eggs, and what looked like a kind of meat, you took the toast gently trying not to leave crumbs in the bed.

Groot and Rocket talked as you ate the breakfast, glancing outside you noticed everyone bustling around. Some just working some running about playing.

“Hey, Rocket? Groot? What does our home look like? We’re from the same planet right?” Rocket looked at you looking out the window you turned to him.

“I am Groot,” Groot smiled.

“He said It is very beautiful, last time we were there it was for war so we didn't have the chance to check it out..” Rocket relayed this to you.

“Could we go? Once I'm okay again at least?” you pleaded with your eyes.

“Well we are going to drop off Peter at Terra anyways I don't see why not,” Rocket smiled at you.

You smiled in return and placed your plate on the side table, “when do we leave?”

Rocket thought for a second “Peter has to track down where his grandfather is and then we will head out, so it should be a couple of days If that.”

Your eyes sparkled with excitement, “I will wait patiently then!” Sitting back “hopefully my withdrawals will be gone by then.”

“I am Groot” Groot smiled at you patting your hand.

“He said he’s sure they will be” Rocket translated for you. Groot and Rocket hung out with you for an hour or two before they had to go do some things around. You decided to wander around the colony, slipping on your shoes and starting your journey. You slipped out the med bay and almost immediately got run over, a dog ran away from a human man with a mohawk.

He yelled after the dog “Cosmo give it back!”

The dog laughed as she continued to run away. You wandered down to the plaza and watched people talk and do business. Nebula and Groot put up a sign for the guardians of the galaxy, nebula sighed “Hopefully this one will be saved by drax and his nonsense.”

“I am Groot.”

“I know but I can dream,” She huffed.

You wandered down a side alleyway, Drax playing with the children made you smile. When purple caught your eye your smile faded almost immediately. You followed the flutter cautiously.

Around one corner, then the next. Going deeper in ‘Rocket wouldn't let him get on board right?’

Soon catching up to it you grabbed the purple cloak fear and determination to protect those who protected you crashing over you. Looking up you were met with a face that was unfamiliar and of discontent, letting go immediately “I'm sorry I had you mixed up with someone else.”

They straightened their jacket and continued on their path. You sigh out all the fear, letting your heart rate slow down. Looking back then forward again you notice some kids spraying paint.

It catches your eyes and you watch them from a distance for a short period till an angry voice shouts from a distance to knock it off. The kids jump slightly, dropping the cans they take off in the opposite direction past you.

You wait for a moment and then make your way to the cans on the floor now. Picking them up you hug them close. Wondering around you find a blank wall, looking around and seeing no one. Turning to the wall again you look at it all.

Placing the cans gently on the ground except for one you start to play with the can till you spray some out. Ears jumping up you spray some on the wall then look around again ears flattening once again.

Picturing what you want to paint you close your eyes, turning on the projection. You shake off the nerves and get to spraying. Soon you are completely sucked into the painting. Grabbing a chain and climbing up, you didn't notice the small crowd forming.

One of the crowd members was Drax, looking up at the painting he looked at himself. Laughing loudly he was amazed at his replica being painted on the wall. He watched contently for maybe a half hour then he got bored and wandered off to find some of the children to play with. Soon the whole crowd continued on their way.

After an hour or more, you were finished. Sliding down the chain your feet gently touched the ground. Taking a few steps back you looked at the painting a smile formed on your face. It was something you wanted to paint. Not anyone else, you and only you wanted to paint this painting.

A few tears of happiness developed, and you cried softly for a moment or two. Wiping the tears you gathered yourself and decided to head back to the med bay. After wondering for a moment you noticed a street you recognized, following it back you found the med bay quickly.

Slipping into your room you finally looked down, bright blue paint was sprayed in a few spots on your shirt and pants. Your ears flattened against your head once again, “it must've been when I was trying to figure out the paints.”

Pulling off the now-painted clothes you pulled out some new clothes you heard Rocket call out to you. Suddenly you were scrambling to get dressed, “hey (y/n), I have your dinner.”

Rocket opened the door as you slid your shirt on. Rocket looked at you and then at your dirty clothes covered in the paint. You smiled nervously, “thanks for bringing me dinner.”

“You okay?”

“Yeah I'm fine why do you ask?”

He laughed for a moment and pulled you to the nearby mirror, that bright blue? All over your forehead, looking down at your hands it was there too. You groaned “How did I not notice that?”

He laughed some more, “Why don't you take a shower really quick and ill warm up your dinner when your done?”

You nodded chuckling at yourself in the mirror, “Yeah I'm going to do that, thanks Rocket.”

Rocket walked out of the room, “ill be at the table when you're ready.”

You pulled off the clean clothes set them aside and took your shower quickly. After the paint washed away down the drain you jumped out and dried yourself off. Looking at the air blower Peter had given you, plugging it in you turned it on and air flowed out.

Your ears perked up again curious how it worked, pushing your curiosity to the side you dried yourself off some more. Unplugging it, you soon pulled on the clean clothes again. Stepping out into the kitchen area you looked around for Rocket.

A soft song playing in the background (Sunday Morning by Maroon 5 is my preference) he stood in front of the microwave. He smiled at you once he caught you in his eye, “Want to sit at the table? I'll meet you there.”

You nodded “Sure,” making your way to the table you pulled out a chair for you and Rocket. He came over with a plate almost overflowing with food, “Are you hungry too? I don't think ill be able to eat all of this.”

He placed it on the table, then thought about Drax demolishing all the food before he could get any. “Yeah if you don't mind,” he chuckled. You both sat and shared the plate talking about his day and yours. Laughing at his jokes, “So what were you painting?”

Your heart dropped, “well... I kinda painted a wall to someone's house.”

He looked at you for a second, placing his hand on your hand as Groot had done earlier, “Hey it's okay, I'm sure the painting was worth it.”

You looked at him, “Thanks I think it was, I just hope I don't get into to much trouble about it.”

He laughed quietly for a second, “It'll be our secret.”

You looked at him in surprise, “really?”

“Yeah but you have to show me after dinner,” he cheekily smiled.

Rolling your eyes knowing he was messing with you at this point, “You have a deal.”

After dinner, Rocket and yourself walked side by side talking about some other things. Rocket told some stories, he went quiet for a second, he was thinking for a moment.

“What do you think about having your own apartment when your fully recovered?” he glanced over to you.

“I'd like that,” you smiled softly looking at you shoes.

“We could put a art studio in it if you wanted,” he looked at you.

“I would love that,” you looked at him soft smile still on your face. You stopped in front of a building he looked up and recognized as his.

He burst out laughing, your fur raised in embarrassment, “Hey! It's not bad is it?!”

“I'm not laughing at the painting it's good, really good actually. You do have a mastery of paint, but this is my building,” he chuckled out.

Horror filled you, “I'm sorry I didn't know it was yours!”

He laughed some more, “It's okay I like it a lot, where did you even find spray paint?”

“I found some kids spray painting a building nearby but they dropped them when someone yelled at them. I just picked them up and brought them here,” you glanced at the painting then moved your eyes to him. He was looking at the painting once again.

“Do you want to go in?” Rocket locked eyes with you. You nodded soft smile painting your face again, “Yeah.”

~~~

Thank you for being so patient everyone! The next one should be out in a few days!

#guardians of the galaxy #guardians of the galaxy x reader #rocket raccoon #rocket racoon x reader #rocket the raccoon x reader #marvel x reader #fanfic

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buddieswhvre · 12 days

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Requested by @buddiesmutslut here's number 9 the lawyer Eddie and innocent Buck fic! I tried my best to make things clear but still keep the air of suspense lol. Also, yes Buck is going through it right now.

Tick, tock, tick, tock, the hands of the clock continued moving but Buck was frozen still. This was a warning, this should be a warning, right? He may act as if he wasn't scared but in reality, he was losing his goddamn mind. Coming home to his place being absolutely trashed was a big wake-up call. He needs to stop this. Yes, his loft wasn't his home, never was, but still, it was a place that gave him shelter for so long, and seeing it like this was painful.

There was a time when he was his own person, and had no one who could suffer the consequences of his actions but now it was different. He had Bobby, Chimney, Hen, and Eddie, oh my god Eddie.

It was as if Eddie had some special power when it came to Buck and suddenly his loft opened to reveal Eddie.

“Hey so Bobby was doing some research and I think-”

“I'm withdrawing the case.” Eddie looked at him as if Buck had lost his mind but in reality, today was the first time ever since this all started that he was really thinking.

“What are you talking about and why are you cleaning the loft?” Buck needed the previous Eddie who didn't care about him so much. He needed him to ask less questions and do what he was asked to.

“Because it doesn't matter. It's not like I can practice after this so why even bother?” Some time ago they were standing at the exact place where Buck screamed about how important his job was to him and how he needed Eddie to trust him and today at the same place he's asking, no begging Eddie to leave him alone.

“Buck-”

“No Eddie, maybe I deserved it. I mean it was my fault, right? I took an oath to save people and I couldn't so maybe I do deserve it. Or what do you know, maybe I did kill him? Maybe-”

“Buck! If there's one thing I know about you is that you'd never hurt anyone on purpose-”

“What do you even know about me? Nothing. I just want you-” Buck needed Eddie to just go away. If Eddie said anything else Buck would completely break down and tell him everything that happened. And that's what Buck didn't want. He didn't want Eddie to put himself and in turn Chris in more danger because of Buck.

“I know how you act like you like dark coffee when your favorite is oat milk vanilla frappuccino. I know how you feel bad for killing a moth, a literal moth because it did nothing wrong. I know how you give your whole heart for someone without anything in return because that's how selfless you are, Buck. So yeah, I know you. I know you to the core and that's how I know that something is wrong.” One side of Buck wanted to cry in front of Eddie after everything he just said. There was finally someone who saw his whole existence and still thought he was worthy of something and yet he couldn't.

Christopher, the absolute treasure of his life would be in danger and Buck would literally walk through fire alone if it kept Chris safe. And if the fire was Eddie's disappointment and hurt, then so be it.

“Eddie, I want to withdraw the case”

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joeyleesblog · 1 year

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Sorry brother (from the series You made me hate my reflection)

Miles was paying for his sins against Pandora and her people. Officially.

"He's going to be fine, kids. Yes, he will because he's a tough kid. – Neteyam kept muttering non-stop, for whatever reason, imitating his father's voice, but it got weird. – Ah yes, how well he turned out, father!!"

Ah, should I be offended? Miles thought absently. I'm definitely better, but nobody accepts that fact. Idiots.

Neteyam moved suddenly, Miles automatically tensed and prepared to defend himself, but the Na'vi boy did nothing but glare at Miles...

No. Not Miles. Spider.

"I wanted to come after you – we all did, I swear. We wanted to rescue you, Spider, I swear."

Oh, for God. Why didn't he just walk away and pretend he didn't see anything? Now he has to deal with a drunk guy spewing excuses for a dead kid. Excellent.

All very well. Just this once. Miles decided.

"Then why didn't you? If you cared, what stopped you?" - There was no judgment or accusation in his tone, just pure questioning. Which caught Neteyam off guard, but it took a few seconds for him to recover and respond.

""Daddy said you'd be fine... you were one of them and you were, you were a child - they would see it - they should see it!" – The sudden anger in his voice, an outrage flared in his yellow eyes. Miles ignored it.

"He is your father, it is natural for you to believe and trust what he says."

"“I shouldn't – Neteyam explodes – I shouldn't – not at that moment, I shouldn't! I should have, I should have...”

"What should you?"

""I should have gone after you. I could have at least tried, dammit! I should have tried, fought harder for you! You, you were my friend, my brother, it was my duty to protect you. I, I... "

“I, I failed you. – regrets Neteyam. “No…not just that night, but before, I left you alone, when we were younger. I walked away and believed you would be fine because your had Loa'k and Kiri. I... I never thought about how you understood my withdrawal or how you felt. I did not do. I'm sorry, Eywa! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Spider... Sorry"

Neteyam starts sobbing and wailing, Miles lets him cry all he wants, thinking how shitty this situation was for both of them. Neteyam shouldn't be apologizing to Miles, but to Spider. Miles shouldn't get that apology, but Spider does. Nothing was right, but it was too late to change things.

When Neteyam finally calmed down and seemed more in control of himself, Miles grabbed his shoulders and looked deep into his eyes.

"I can't forgive you. – His tone was calm, serious. – I'm not him, Neteyam. I can't give you what was his right. And no matter how many times you ask him for forgiveness, you get nothing from a dead man."

Neteyam's eyes widened at his words and when he opened his mouth to probably protest, Miles didn't let him.

"I'm not him. Spider died in that interrogation and I was born in his place. I am Miles Socorro and I have my own experiences, memories, my own life, Netayam. – he let Neteyam process the words for a moment before continuing. – "Besides, you would have been captured and unlike Spider, you was going to die or be used as a bargaining chip. Your family would have tried to save you and possibly die too. In other words, it would have been all for nothing. Chasing ghosts won't make him come back. It's time to move forward and not be left behind."

Tears come out of Neteyam's eyes.

"But I can not. Remembering him is all I can do for him."

""I'm not asking you to forget him, but that you stop chasing his ghost as a form of punishment for not being able to save him. Answer me one thing, would Spider have a grudge against you or another member of your family?"

Neteyam blinked at the sudden question and after thinking it over, replied with a sad smile.

"Spider was never one to hold a grudge. Not for long, anyway. He was such a good kid, too."

And too afraid to be alone. Miles decided not to share the thought, not when Nateyam finally stopped crying. And anyway, he suspected it wasn't necessary.

"Then stop punishing yourself. Spider would get sick of you."

Neteyam laugh.

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Post 1 , Post 2, Post 4

#avatar the way of water #netayam avatar #netayam sully #spider avatar #miles spider socorro #spider miles socorro

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indecenthoney · 17 days

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"Why haven't you made a move on me?"

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When it comes to relationships I tend to wait it out a bit before even making a move. Of course, you don't want to scare anyone off. Just like any other man, I am a dog. But at the end of the day, I wholeheartedly love like one too. Although, I've never been one for timing and keeping this whole "good" guy act can be pretty tedious for my partner. When you're around me, I tend to have an effect on people. I guess being overly flirty or suggestive can take quite a toll. That toll begins build up and you're left wanting. But even then, I can't really take a hint because I don't want to ruin anything.

"Oh? You didn't tell me you were dropping by... Make yourself at home... I just have to finish these documents and I'll be right with you... Oh! Since you're here... perfect timing by the way... Do you wanna stay over for dinner...? My family is visiting and have been dying to meet yo-... I... uhm... Is something wrong? You seem... upset... Did I do something? Sorry... Excuse me? What? Why... haven't I... touched you...? Well... No! What? You're plenty attractive... I just... haven't thought about it much... Why rush forever? Right? Listen... I love you... I just didn't know if it was the right time... Okay? I'm sorry for brushing it off... It must be really bugging you since you're bringing it up... Would a kiss suffice? Not as romantic as I like it to be but... it's a start... Would you like that? Yeah? Ahahah... Alright... Don't go getting nervous on me now... Stay still... How was that? Feel better? More? Greedy... Bad... But fine... I guess you do deserve it... Hahaha... Feels good? Yeah? Hahaha... Alright alright... That's enough for today... The rest will come naturally... Oh c'mon don't pout at me like that... You're really stubborn, you know that? Hmmmm... Fine... but we're going to do it my way... and you're going to listen... That means no bratting... No complaining... I am free to do whatever I want today... and in exchange, I'll give you what you want... You just have to wait until my family leaves... Deal? Good... You're going to have to wear this... Mhm... A skirt... I was saving it as a gift but I guess to commemorate our first time together... I might as well give it to you now... Try it out... Nice, right? Hahaha... You should wear it tonight... Although these have to come off... You heard me... Take em off... No panties during the duration of dinner... Can you do that for me? Orrrrr I could always just take my sweet ass time... but you can't wait, can you?"

Okay. I may have the tendency to push a few buttons at times, but can you really blame me? You're telling me, you wouldn't? Especially when they're asking so earnestly about something so depraved? Just a teeny tiny push to seal the deal. A bit sadistic of me to watch her squirm around; tugging on her little skirt as far as she can. Hiding all the bits and pieces. Her gaze fixated on whether or not her lower half was presenting itself. Again. How could I not tease her?

"And where do you think you're going? Hahaha... Dude... What? Why are you backing up? I'm not going to bite... Just a little kiss before my family arrives... Okay? Two minutes promise... Mhm... No other funny business... C'mon let's sit on my bed... Just sit right here... It's okay... Lower your hips... Why are you hovering?... It's fine... Have you ever made out before? Yeah? Then relax, silly..."

Starting us off slow, I pulled her in by the chin placing soft lips against one another. Restlessly overlapping. An almost innocent sight, despite the fact, that her cunt was directly rutting against my thigh; causing her slick pussy to emanate with such an indecent sound. Something quite difficult to ignore causing her to pull back in embarrassment. However, in my excitement, I found myself chasing after her eagerly locking lips to regain the sensation that was lost. Similar to that of a drug, the withdrawal was all too much. Truth be told, it was way over the time limit that I had suggested. It wasn't like she was complaining. Then again, she couldn't really protest with my tongue down her mouth. Sounds like a skill issue. I guess more for me. Or so I thought. Until I heard my family calling out for me.

"I know... I know... I'm sorry to leave you wanting... but we have things to do... Listen... It'll be a quick dinner... and you'll have your reward, alright? I'll fuck you silly to your heart's content... Now... Freshen yourself up while I let them in... I call for you... Looks like everything is in order... Alright... Hey! Sorry for the delay... I just had to make sure all the food was ready... I didn't want to burn our meal... Yes yes... I have been taking care of myself? Oh? She's in the restroom right now... Hey... Hun? You there? There you are... Family... This is her... Isn't she beautiful? Okay okay... Let's not swarm her... You'll give the little thing a panic attack... Why don't we go eat before the food gets cold, yeah? I hope you guys are hungry cause I know I am... You can ask all the questions over dinner..."

The dinner went pretty well. We all caught up, exchanged stories. We discussed future plans and embarrassingly enough were asked how many grandkids they'd be expecting. Three by the way. You know, the same old questions the parentals ask. She was doing pretty well with socializing. I was proud of her. Up until my fingers crept up her skit. Hey. I was bored. I needed something to pass the time. It's like playing with a fidget toy. The toy being her clit. And the fidget being her, shaking in her seat. A little after I had to take control of the conversation again to keep suspicion off us. Unfortunately, our short dinner wasn't so short. My family tends to lounge around after eating a whole bunch. They found themselves comfortable in my living room; keeping themselves busy with our television while I slaved away in the kitchen.

"Hey, hun... Could you help me out with the dishes real quick? Thank you... Here... I'm just going to get something... Just relax... If you don't lower your voice, they'll catch us... I'm just going to have a little... desert... Lemme know if they get off their seats, okay? It's fine... I promise... They're not going to be able to see us... The entire counter is blocking us... Okay?"

Quietly, I nestled down on one knee, before lifting her skirt up, burying myself in between her shaky thighs. A little reward was in order after making her wait so long. An intoxicating taste soon fills my mouth as I ran my tongue along her wet cunt. Her hand quickly covered her mouth, trapping away her tasteful moans. Tempting me to eat away at her efforts of morality. Despite my warnings, I wanted to hear more of her. I wanted the entirety of her weight pressed against my face as her legs buckled from pleasure. Her hands wrapped around my hair pulling me in deeper. Feeling the passion between her thighs get even hotter. I was focused. I kiss the droplets dripping down her thighs. Ensuring not a single drop of her was wasted. If it were my choice, I would've done this for hours. Unfortunately, we were quickly interrupted by my family probing about my whereabouts.

"I'm here... A spoon fell while we were washing the dishes... Did you guys need something? No? Oh okay... Are you guys going home yet? It's getting kind of late... Hang out? I guess... We'll be there in a bit... Phew... Almost got caught... Youuuuu okay? Hey hey... Be pissed all you want... You loved it... Hahaahah... Thanks for the meal..."

It was apparent how much of my teasing took a toll on her. She was unable to stand upright. Even during our little hangout with my family, she leaned against me burying her face into my chest. Her thighs rubbed against one another to ease the constant throb. Her mind was in a complete daze unable to hold a conversation. Whimpers slowly leak out of her; pawing at my chest looking for some sort of relief. Should I take her to the bathroom? No. We would be too loud. Our only option was to bide our time.

"She's just feeling off... Must've been something she ate during dinner... I should probably bring her to the room or something... No? You sure? I think you need some rest... Ugh... You're so stubborn sometimes... Sorry... She can get a little clingy when she's sick... Oh? You guys are leaving? Uhm... Alright... I'm sorry for calling it early tonight... Yeah... I'll take care of her... Don't worry...We'll make sure to drop by... Hun, you gonna be okay for a few more minutes? We should see them off... You got this..."

While supporting her, we made our way down to the doorway and waved bye to my family. A matter of seconds felt like an eternity for us watching them wave and drive away. As soon as their car was out of sight, I quickly shut the door behind us. Lifting her against the wall and pressing my cock against her entrance. Kissing each other as if we hadn't seen each other in ages. The shrill shriek in her voice echoed throughout the room; thrusting into her as deeply as possible. Taking a moment to catch our breaths and feeling each other. Our eyes finally meet and exchange a soft laugh between the both of us before kissing each other once again.

"Fuck... Hahhaa... Sorry for the wait... Y-you okay? Yeah? I just want you to know that... I really really... really wanted to fuck you... I just didn't want to ruin anything between us... I'm a horny bastard... but I always imagined having you strut around in only an apron... so I could fuck you senseless whenever I pleased... Do it? Fine... Tough talk for someone who can't walk straight... Yeah yeah... You ready? Mhm..."

I wouldn't be so surprised if my neighbors called the cops on us. The sounds we made while fucking were indescribably horny. Lifting her up and down my cock like a personal fleshlight. Jerking myself off with her body. Pressing all my weight against her with the wall behind her back. Filling her womb with all my love. Pulling out only to fill her back up once again to fuck the cum back into her. If anyone were to walk in right now, they'd be in full view of the show. I highly doubt that we had the patience to walk ourselves to the bedroom. Her legs locked around my waist, we find ourselves on the floor in full motion of a mating press. Plunging my member to her deepest depths; kissing the very base of my length. Sending shockwaves. I wanted nothing more than to satisfy her desires. Making our first together a memorable one. In protest, her hands wander to my chest attempting to stop the ravenous pace. Grabbing both hands I placed them atop her; pinning them down. Driving my hips into her despite her constant pleas. Ensuring that her cunt was perfectly formed to my cock.

"F-fuck... fuck fuck fuck... Hahaha... Stop? You can't just expect me to stop... That's cruel... You just feel so good, hun... I can't help it... Hey... It's okay... I know you're sensitive... How many times was that... 3... 4? C'mon hun... You can take it... Just be a good... fucking... girl... and be pretty for me... No? But this is for you, remember? Hahaha... You just couldn't fucking wait, could you? Seeing as how you wanted this... I'm going to fuck as I please... This is your life now... You did this to yourself... Now... Who's my pretty little fuck pet?"

Somehow we found ourselves in every part of the house. Fucking. Kissing. Groping. You name it. There was never a minute that we weren't doing something. Even if I was completely worn out, I had her warming me up for the next session. Grinding. Licking. Sucking. Giving me enough time to recover. The sensation of my cock getting hard while it sat so peacefully in her mouth. Her soft, warm tongue caressing my swollen cock. An insatiable throb quakes in her mouth. Wrapping her hair around my fist, having her bob so intently. Fucking the back of her throat without relent. Even after the abuse I've given her, she still finds the energy to kiss it as if relaying a "Thank you". Leaving me with a disposition to reward her even further for such good behavior. I leaned in to hold her face assuring her of all her effort before carrying her off to bed. Our hearts beating so roughly, just a minute ago. Only to be in complete sync. My fingers running gently through her hair. Sweet words of praise. Kisses so softly planted on her forehead wishing her the sweetest of dreams. Love and lust in complete harmony.

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Please take care of yourself,

Honey

#cnc k!nk #corruption kink #bd/sm community #bd/sm blog #degrading k1nk #cnc free use #cnc brat #humiliation kink #edging kink #edging and denial #breeding k1nk #risquéhoney

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whomadewaffles · 3 months

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So.. I know this is a new fandom for me to post about, but I've had bottoms (2023) brainrott for the past month. I just had to put an idea out there for an AU:

School election au!

-I want to preface this by saying I am from the uk and we don't really do the school election thing over here... At least my school didn't.. but most of this runs on like.. movie logic anyway so..hopefully it's understandable, oh and they're still like.the same age as the film since let's say election process probably only takes like 2 months then whoever wins is president for the rest of the year until graduation-

This got kinda long, so details below the read more.

Instead of starting a fight club to get laid, they hear that isabel is running for class president this year (Brittany as her campaign partner). And pj convinces josie to run against her (with pj as her campaign partner, of course), hoping that the rivalry will spark something between and like... how hard can it be!?. Turns out out very, which leads to Hazel helping out being the long-suffering friend and the unsung actual driving force behind their campaign. its actuly her idea to focus their whole campaign around improving equality and female empowerment at the school, which gets them the support of Annie, sylvie, Stella-Rebecca, etc.

It works well and Isabel and josie actuly do get to talk to each other betweeen all the debates and campaigning (isabel likes that they are standing for such good causes..thinking josie is completely genuine in her good intentions) leading to them sleeping together and their campaign also leads to gettin the 2 ugly untalented gay losers a boost in social standing.

But of course, things go wrong.

The increase in popularity (and the fear of losing it) and Brittany's rejection goes to pj's head and she lashes out at Hazel especially harshly causing her to leave and then egged on my the jocks (who are not as important here..just assholes) reveals the actual intentions behind their run for class president to the whole school (and by extention the fact that josie and isabel got together on the basis of a lie) Hazel also announces her run for class president. against them, a betrayed an hurt isabel pulls out of the race, but a stubborn and still mad pj wants to keep running so Hazel doesn't win (she does feel guilty because Hazel genraly had good intentions but will not admit it yet) but josie dosent agree and wants to back out so they fight and stop talking for a bit.

Until the big final debate were the 2 front runners for Rockbridge falls class president have to go up against the school president candidates of a the rival school huntington in a chance to shine in front of both schools (its not like a competative thing against the 2 schools but try telling huntington that..pretty much all of both schools come to watch, its a big deal).

Pj isn't even sure if she should show up without josie there and almost chickens out and goes home, but josie rushes to find pj because she heard a rumor that huntington plans foul play but isn't sure how. Josie does her speech pj to try and stop them and save Hazel, who has no idea.

(Turns out they plan on dropping a whole lot of pineapple juice onto the Rockbridge candidates.. no one is allergic in this au. it's just gross)

They find hazel and the other girls (who all switched candidates once hazel started her own campaign obviously even isabel and Britney support her now) and apologies are made (pj admiting that hazel did practically run their campaign and generally did change the school for the better). And josie goes off alone to snoop out huntungtons plan while the others try desperately to think of menthods of distraction delay the debate happening but the thing pj comes up with is to kiss (French style, because duh) hazel just as the event starts (if you asked pj later she would say only to distract people and sell the lie) and anouncing her and josie's withdrawal due to her and Hazel now being in love it doesn't feel right to keep running on the aposinng team (this gives josie enough time to find the pineapple juice and dump it)

So it ends up being hazel running unopposed (so she's going to win the school election any how cos let's be real she would make the best class president) and even though its 2 against 1 she realy shines during the debate with Huntington now that any foul play is delt with, she dosen't bullshit like most politicians do, which makes having counter arguments for her points difficult and she's just very likeable and even brings up the charity work she dose in the most humble way so like even if she wasn't running unopposed for her school she still probably would have won.

During everyone celebrating Hazel's great preformece and and upcoming victory, josie gets to apologise to and make up with (and make out with) isabel with josie saying she only did it because she was to nervous to talk to her otherwise.

And pj has to know deal with the fact that everyone who watched now believes that she and the future class president are dating and how she kinda doesn't hate the idea.. and how good at kissing Hazel is...

While Hazel is just so overwhelmed with everything that just happened (in a good way) to really process the distraction kiss, for now, she just feels happy.

#bottoms 2023 #school election au #school president Hazel Callahan.. i can see the vision #hazel callahan #pj bottoms #josie marks #isabel bottoms #josibel #pjhazel #bottoms 2023 au

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kodzuken-chan · 2 years

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You should do a part 2 to the “Monster Trio reacting to their S/O giving them a wedding invitation” and it’s the wedding day and the S/O realizes that the person they are marrying, isn’t for them, and they confess that they love someone else and run out of the church or wherever. Then the monster trio finds them and like, confesses that they love them and yknow, happy ending?

Anyway, feel free to ignore. Have a nice day! Hope this isn’t to picky 😊

A/N: Aweeee its not😚 actually I had this on my mind since I posted the Headcanon, I was hesitant but now no, I'll definitely write this~!! Les go🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️

Related to : Monster Trio reacting to their S/O giving them a wedding invitation (They're not the Groom)

It turned longer than I've expected, please Enjoy it~!!!

<<Pictures are not mine, Credits to the owners>>

⚠️ Warnings: Mention of exploiting, maybe some insults, insecurities on Zoro part & Cheating on Sanji's part

-(Y/G/N)= Your Groom's Name

-This might be kinda modern hehe

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Monster Trio finding their S/O out of the wedding and confess their Love Headcanon

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Summary: Your wedding day has finally arrived, and despite getting their heart broken, the three boys made sure to attend the wedding and be there for you on your happiest day of life. However things don't turn out so good🔸

Luffy

You were sitting in your waiting room after finishing your photoshoot session with the guests

You kinda felt nervous, so you decided to head out for some fresh air

Leaving your belongings at the waiting room

You went out, got the amount of fresh air you needed

And now you're on your way back to the waiting room

You're about to head inside when your Groom's voice echoed in the room

"To whom he's talking to?"

You peeked through the tiny space in the door, and you saw something

That had you make re-think your life decisions on your wedding day

There was your groom with his sister ruffling in your purse, making a huge mess

He took out the money you had in, and gave it to his sister

Your jaw dropped at the sight and you took your eyes off holding on to the wall

"Take this for now, I'll give you more once our honeymoon is over, from her salary of course" you overheard him saying to his sister

You were in disbelief, you didn't bare to hear more of that shit so you ran out of the whole place

Now that explains why your bank amount calculation had always something missing with it

Your groom was stealing from you, either in cash or with your credit card

He always deleted the bank messages from your phone

Obviously because he knew your phone lock password

You had no time to waste, so you immediately head to the bank and asked them to stop the withdrawals on your credit card

Once you were done saving your money's life

You dropped by the beach, feeling betrayed and pathetic, trying to process what happened

He didn't love you for who you are, he loved just loved you for your money

Luffy suddenly popped inside your head

"But you're my wifey!!!!!" You remembered his words the day you gave him your wedding invitation

He was always there for you, making your day brighter than it was

How fool you were?

How blind you were?

To not realize for that all this time, it was always Luffy

Luffy always preoccupied your mind and heart, even the moment you were waiting in the waiting room

You were always just thinking of him, so is it too late if you asked him to be with you instead? You wondered

On the other side, the wedding have already started

But there was no sign of the bride, and that had Luffy worried

Once he found no one anywhere around the hall, he realized that you must have ran away

Because, all of your things are there but you're not?!

After few hours of useless searching, Luffy finally found you in the place that he assumed you'd be

He approached and sat next to you, noticing the tears stains on your face

He knew something happened, because you wouldn't have ran away for no reason in the first place

He took your hand in his, and it was all what you needed to let out the pain and regret inside of you

You told him everything until you were out of words

"Tell me then Y/N, would you like to be my wifey again? Not in the house game but in real life?" He asked with a serious face

You were shocked at the sudden confession, and you thought he's just trying to cheer you up

But his serious face assured you that he wasn't joking around

He was meaning what he said by heart

By the end of that day, Luffy was the one to wait for you at end of the aisle ❤️

Zoro

The wedding was reaching its climax

There weren't much people at the wedding though

Just your crew mates, and close family members

You didn't want to make a huge wedding, its expensive and energy consuming

So, You've already walked to the aisle

And Zoro was the man who walked you down there

Obviously because your parents lived in the other half of the world

And they couldn't make it to the wedding itself

So they joined through a Zoom session LMAO I'M SORRY THIS IS SILLY

And eventually you asked Zoro to walk you down the aisle to your groom

To which he accepted despite the pain he had in his heart

Once you reached to (Y/G/N)

Ready to say your vows to each other

You noticed the mocky expression (Y/G/N) had on his face the moment you stood infront of him

Let alone that he never took your hand in his like he did always

But, You never saw that expression before, so your kind heart just assumed that he was just teasing you to ease the tension because you THOUGHT that he was as nervous as you

But you were wrong, you knew the moment he opened that mouth of his

" Oh my gosh...Huh, please Y/N spare me, I thought at least that you'll get prettier on our wedding day, but god look at you! Is that even make up? And from where did you get that dress? The trash? You seem to have gained weight as well" he mocked loudly infront of everyone

(Y/G/N) wasn't someone you fell for like from first sight or whatsoever

You met him through an arranged date you went to with your friend

Because apparently, her boyfriend said that his friend would be suitable for you

So you gave it a try and he wasn't that bad

I mean you two started going out after knowing each other and you eventually fell for him

You clenched your fingers into your white dress, not knowing if you're embarrassed or angry

"Oh please, consider this marriage over, I can't tolerate this for the rest of my life" he commented only to get a hard slap on his face

FROM YOU

Then You harshly threw him with your flower bouquet and ran out of the hall tossing your heels away

Zoro's glare and dark aura couldn't get scarier than it is now, it was as if he's going to commit a crime

He approached (Y/G/N) and grabbed him from the collar

And with that cold stare, he was ready to make the man infront of him lose his memory forever

Or worse, Lose his entire life

But Sanji and Luffy stopped him last second

"Oi Marimo! Get back to your senses! Leave this shit bag to me and go find Y/N-chan!''

Zoro snapped out of his anger once he heard your name, and immediately rushed out looking for you

You sat on the bus stop bench, regretting the fact that you wanted a person like (Y/G/N) as your life partner

"Y/N, you're pathetic" you said to yourself as you sobbed

You never knew why, but you wished if Zoro can be here with you right now

Although he's blunt sometimes and likes to tease you alot

But he never disrespected you even once, in fact he respected you the most, for your morals and personality

Yet he was always there for you when you needed someone to rely on

Its Now when you realized that it should have been Zoro, not (Y/G/N)

You sobbed even more when you realized that Zoro might not feel the same way towards you

But then at that moment, he finally found you crying by yourself on the bus stop bench

He stood there, looking at you

He never liked it whenever you cried, he knew that you will never cry unless you're hurt

He approached you, and you couldn't be more surprised for his sudden appearance

He took your wrist and pulled you to his embrace, then looked at you ready to walk back

"Z-Zoro! Wait...I don't wanna go back, I don't want to get married, I'm so embarrassed that-" but he interrupted you with a kiss that had you stunned at the sudden confession

"Of course you're not going back to that shit head, and you shouldn't be embarrassed" he said

"T-Then ...what are we going to-"

He fixed your hair, dress, wiped the remaining tears of your face, then interlocked both of your fingers

"Instead of walking you to the aisle, I'll wait for you there this time" he smiled, squeezing your hand

You smiled, and the tears formed again, but faded soon as you ran back hand in hand to the wedding hall

But this time, Zoro is your Groom💚

Sanji

Sanji was sitting with the guests, waiting for you to make an appearance through the large hall door

In your white dress

Of course it hurts him so much, Because you're wearing that dress for another man

But as long as you'll live happily with that smile on your face

He wouldn't mind it, he'll make sure to be there for you if you ever needed him

However, what annoyed him the most is that the Groom wasn't there yet

By this time, (Y/G/N) should have been standing at the end of the aisle waiting for you

"Tsk..That bastard...its their wedding day and he's late for Y/N-chan" he murmured

While you were there waiting for the clock to hit, for the time you'd make your appearance at, In the waiting room

As soon as the time came, you got up and made your way with your father next to you

Once the huge door opened, you shyly started walking on the aisle

Until you noticed that the groom isn't there

You stood in halfway in the middle of the aisle looking around for (Y/G/N)

But he was no where to be seen around

Sanji noticed the concern on your face, as you slightly started to panic from the negative thoughts you had

He got up and approached you

"Sanji, Where is (Y/G/N)? " You asked worried

"I'm sorry Y/N-chan, but he hadn't arrived yet, no one saw him" he replied

"I'm going to look for him, maybe something bad happened to him and he needs help" you said as you held Sanji hand nervously

"I'll come with you then" he assured you

Although you were concerned about your groom, but you did notice something off with Sanji

Of course you couldn't immediately guess what was it

But you decided to ask him later when you find (Y/G/N)

With your bride's flower bouquet, you started looking for (Y/G/N) around the hall waiting rooms and, toilets

But he wasn't there

"That jerk should have a compelling reason for his lateness" cursed Sanji under his breath

However, his car was there in the parking lot, that means he's somewhere here

You decided to look for him again

But the unexpected happened

You passed by one of the hall coordinators' offices, and unfortunately there was a window in the door

You stood there, absolutely shocked at the view you're looking at

It was shocking to the point that you dropped the bouquet from your hand

"What's the matter Y/N-chan?" He questioned, finally following you

But Sanji became speechless when he saw that tear sliding over your cheeks, before you started running away

Leaving the flower bouquet on the ground

Sanji was confused until he saw what you witnessed, giving the same reaction as you did

But instead of running away, he grew furious to the point his facial veins popped up

His blood was boiling in agitation

In the office sat your bride's mate with your groom, making out with each other

Sanji couldn't stop himself but rage on (Y/G/N), although he never touched your bride's mate, since he'll never hurt women

But What he did to (Y/G/N) was enough for her to learn her lesson and never ruin someone's else wedding

And a good lesson for (Y/G/N) to not mess with ladies if he's never serious about them

Sanji finally realized that you ran away, and he needs to find you before you breakdown

Taking your neglected flower bouquet from the floor, Sanji immediately went out searching for you

You had nowhere else than Sunny go to go back to, its your home after all

And out of all places and rooms, you went to your favorite place, the kitchen

You sat on the dinning table, you can't believe what you have witnessed

How can he do that to you, no how stupid you were to not notice that he was cheating on you?

You looked around the kitchen, its filled with Sanji's scent, it somehow calmed your sobs

Come to think of it, you came into realization to what is off with Sanji

His eyes were sad

There was pain in them

They weren't ever like that before though

Ever since you gave him your invitation card, you noticed how distant he became

Of course he acted the way he usually did, but the way he does it changed

Your memory just kept recalling all of the things and love he showed you the moment he met you until day

He was caring and genuine, you sobbed again

You heart was in conflict, you just wanted all of this to end

You just....

You just wanted to cry your lungs out in Sanji's warm embrace

Sanji always provided you with that warmth that you never once felt from (Y/G/N)

After looking and looking, he finally fiured out where he can find you

He approached Sunny, and went to straightly to the kitchen

He approached the door, but his heart shattered into piece when he heard your broken sobs

Opening the door after knocking, he approached your suave figure and knelt down

You immediately couldn't help but throw yourself at him, sobbing and sobbing

And held you close, tightening his grip to protect your heart

Once you calmed down, he wiped the tears of your face, and brushed the hairlines off it

"I'm sorry Sanji...you had to go through all of this because of me-"

"Shhhh....its not your fault, you might take my words personally but, its better that you found out about him now than later, it might have gotten harder and harsher for you to-"

"I know....I'm somehow relieved that it ended that way, or else I would have gotten myself into non ending headache and stress and end up regretting my whole life" you said sighing

After few minutes of silence

"Y/N-chan" he called

"Hmmm?"

"I know this might not be the right time to say this, and I might not be as good to be with a an awesome lady like you but, would you like to be my wife instead?" He confessed offering your forgotten bouquet

Your vision became blurry once again, you knew that you'll live happily if a man like him was your life partner

You can just tell from the way he looks at you, his eyes speaks every emotion he holds towards you

Maybe all of this happened for you to realize your and Sanji's feelings towards each other

Maybe it was your fate to end up together after all of this time

Blinking the tear away to clear your vision, you nodded in agreement accepting the bouquet from his hands

And then he brushed his lips over yours

"Shall we go back to the hall to say our vows then?" He smiled, holding your hands and you nodded

"But Y/N-chan, don't be sad if my nose started bleeding, I can't help it because you look like a princess" he pouted but you chuckled at his comment

"That's the smile that I wanted to see" he said caressing your cheeks before taking your hand, going back to the wedding hall

Sanji is indeed your life partner for eternity 💙

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lyon-amore · 11 months

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With you until the end of the world Chapter 1

If you want to leave it all behind, then you have to do it without anyone noticing. I started selling small things, which are not sentimental value so that no one realizes that I no longer have them. It was not difficult to get rid of them and I was able to start saving for my new life.

Then it was the clothes I don't wear. Clothes that I bought myself and I asked myself why did I do it? And they stayed in the closet, waiting for me to put it on. But I never got to do it. Yet another savings for me new life.

I sold the unopened makeup. I was going to replace the one that was about to end and I thought Is it really going to serve me when I leave? He wants me without having to be dressed up, why should I have it then? Another saving for my new life.

My car, instead of selling it completely, I decided to do it for parts. I put up an ad for people who needed a missing part. This was a little longer the process, since many did not know that it was true. It was a much slower save, but I made it for my new life.

Don’t withdraw all the money from the bank in one day, see withdrawing small amounts so that they don’t suspect. Every week I took a little, I was putting it all in a jar with those savings that I have been obtaining from each thing that I sold.

Perhaps the most difficult thing was knowing that I would never see my parents or my friends, so I spent as much time as I could with them. Laughing, remembering old times, sometimes crying over some bad memory. Or sighing for those loves that we had and that are now in a small box as a memory. I think the most complicated thing was my parents, knowing that I was not going to see them again. That they were going to lose a daughter just because she couldn't live without him. Without his presence. I try to write a letter, but every time I do, my tears soak the page. It's hard for me to have to explain it to them without sounding like a farewell letter, because it's only temporary. I need to be with him until a solution is found to get out of his problems. Many will think that it is the stupidest thing you can do for love, to leave everything for it. But isn't life about taking risks? I look out the window at the stray cats walking among the slight shadows that the buildings offer, singing their plaintive song. Cats that I will never see again. That I will not be able to feed them. A black cat approaches a peacefully lying white one and licks her head. The white yawns, stretching out her legs allowing herself to be groomed by the black. That cat has the same color of his eyes. I smile and resume my writing, hoping my words are understandable.

‘Dear Mom and Dad,

It may make you angry, but I have decided to do something that I never thought of doing in my life. I'm tired of waiting for something good when I've already found it and I don't want to let it go. It may mean nothing to you, but to me it means everything. In my life, I have always had everything: a loving family, good schools, a good university, a good job… but something was missing in my life, something that would make me get up every morning and make me say: “This is what I want”. Well, I ended up finding it and in the strangest way, but truly desirable.

I didn't want to tell you both anything because I know that you two would do everything possible to make me stay, not to leave. You yourselves have raised me to make my own decisions and not let anyone tell me what to do. That day has come and you don't know how eager I am to risk it all no matter what.

Maybe if I told you, you'll ask me “Are you sure you thought it through? Do you really want a life like that, knowing everything you've had?" and I would answer you "Yes, I want it." And I would have nothing more to say.

These past few months I've had a good time with you, reminiscing about the old days.

Dad, I keep all our stories that we have spent together looking at each report that you gave me to examine, having those 'Father-Daughter' moments that I enjoyed being your apprentice and that has helped me so much.

Mom, from you I have your pride and courage to be able to endure difficult situations. So I hope you know how I feel, because there was a part of me that wasn't happy. And I don't want that anymore.

You both have shown me what true love is like and I have found it too, just not like I expected.

I love you very much and I hope you understand that this is not a goodbye forever, but a see you soon.

Don’t cry too much for me, I’ll be fine.

With love,

Your only and beloved daughter.’

I review this last version over and over again, so that it does not seem like a letter in which they think that I am leaving this world forever. It’s a letter dedicated to the love I feel for them and for the one I feel for him, the reason why I decide to leave my life of luxury and satisfaction for another more dangerous and very complicated one. It's not something anyone would really choose, but I do. Because every second separated from him is like a second that little by little leads me to true death. Maybe talking this way seems crazy, but that's how I've always been, what in many years I hid from people. A person who feels that her heart cannot love in a normal way, who feels that I was looking for that special someone who would make me feel so many emotions that it was all I needed. A single day was not enough for me just to be with him. I needed to have it every day. And I know he thought the same thing even if he didn't say it. But I could see it in the way he spoke, in the way he looked at me. The way our hands touched and intertwined our fingers, the way his lips found mine, fitting like it was what I'd been looking for all my life. It sounds like a cliché phrase from a romance book, but it was how I really felt. As if all my life I had waited for him.

For Jake.

I decide to make a list of what I will wear and what I will sell out of what I still have left of clothes. I would have to get rid of everything that it cost me to obtain. One of those shoes that many people would envy. Now, they could get them. One more saving.

It took me a long time to have all the money obtained and I promised him that I would not contact him again until I had everything ready. I remember the discussion we had over the chat, he didn't want me to give up my life for him, that we were fine like this.

I didn't believe him.

I could tell by how slow he was in telling me what I was going to miss in having a wandering life with him. I told him I didn't care. He named everything I liked, clothes, parties with friends, dinners with my parents. I told him I didn't care. I knew what he was doing, trying to use psychology to change my mind, but I couldn't. I can’t. They could call me crazy, but that’s what I felt. It was like pulling a thread that holds us together, but I want to keep it close to me. And I worry about him.

I keep my eyes on each pot of money that I have been collecting, it has cost, but I have achieved it. I feel my heart beating so fast, I wonder if my neighbors can hear it. I get up and put the money in a bag, then put that bag in the backpack that I have prepared. I put on my jacket and lace up my boots tightly. Then I took the backpack, prepared with non-conspicuous clothes. Maybe it's true that I'm going to miss all those expensive clothes, but I can survive if I've done it these weeks.

I haven't told my friends at Duskwood anything, I knew they were going to tell me what I'm doing is crazy and I also don't want to have to listen to a speech from Dan telling me I'm going to regret it if I do it. Anyway. Who does not risk do not win. And I never liked losing.

It is quite late when I leave home, the city is already silent. As I hold the letter to my parents in my hand, I keep my thoughts focused on Jake. I can't wait to see him again. I'm looking forward to seeing his eyes again, hearing the sound of his voice or noticing the touch of his skin.. I want to be able to have those late-night conversations face to face. Maybe it's an obsession with him? It's a huge feeling, almost like the need to breathe.

Yeah, I guess it's part obsession.

I arrive at my parents' house, the urbanization is quiet. I know that if someone sees me, they wouldn't suspect me because they know me. I keep my gaze, remembering the good times I had, the sad ones, the craziest and most difficult ones. The one when I had to leave for a while and came back to go to university. I kiss the letter and put it in their mailbox, hoping they understand me and don't look for me. Because it's my decision. I’m an adult and it is my decision. They must understand it. “I’ll be back, I promise.” I whisper, brushing the door with my hands. I have to do this. I pull out my phone and start texting Jake. He had to tell me where to meet. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Jake

On the outskirts of the city.

Near the turnoff to the highway.

I will be waiting.

-----Jake has disconnected----- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I put my phone away and walk away without looking back. It will be much easier if I don't see it. I don't want to have to regret a single look.

It may have been a while to get there because from my parents’ house to the outskirts of the city, it’s almost from one end to the other. But this gives me time to make a list of things that I must leave behind so I don't regret it. My heart beats faster when I think I'll be with Jake and everything else doesn't matter. I will let my feelings for him rule my decision. It's easier for me if I think about him.

I manage to see a silhouette leaning against an old car. Despite the hood, I can recognize every detail of the clothes he's wearing. I came to count the pockets of those pants and the color of the strings on the sweatshirt. He's wearing the jacket that I said I liked the way it looked on him when I asked him to put it on for me. My steps quicken when I see that he is standing there waiting for me. He turns and I see how his eyes sparkle when he sees me. When I reach him, I jump into his arms and he manages to catch me. I lower his mask and I kissed him without being able to control myself. His reaction is the same as mine, kissing me as if it were a necessity. I play with his tongue, to which he responds by wanting to dominate me. Neither is capable of letting the other win, which makes the air no longer matter to us. His hands hold my back tight against his body and I pull down his hood to run my hands through his hair, gripping it tight. He slowly leads me to the car and picks me up to sit on the hood. I open my eyes, taking a desperate breath. Jake smiles at me, also breathing hard. He rests his hand on my cheek, stroking me with his thumb. "You know what you're doing is crazy, right?" He asks me tucking my hair behind my ear. He really doesn't like my decision because of his voice, but not because of his look. He missed me and his eyes show it. "I know." I reply, turning my head a bit to take his hand and kiss his palm, then hear his laugh. "It's not an easy life, you know that?" He insists again, but decides to caress my lips with his thumb. I smile looking directly into his eyes. No matter how many things he tell me, I won't change my mind. “I can get used to it” I answer while playing with the strings of his sweatshirt ”, humans have that ability to adapt. Did you know that?” He shakes his head, letting out a small growl, surrendering to me. "You're crazy." he leans in, whispering to my lips. "It's your fault for driving me crazy" I reply, brushing my lips against his ", you have to take responsibility." “Well” he brushes my neck with his fingers, going behind the nape “ it's also your fault because I accepted not knowing how to live without you, angel.” A small laugh escapes me, then playfully bites his lip. He lets out a moan as he notices how I put my hand under the shirt he's wearing, caressing his body sliding my hand down. “We’re both crazy then.” I whisper back now. “They should lock us up…” “Yes, they should…” We melted again in another kiss and slowly he lay me down. I hug him tight and he rests his arms on the hood. I let out a laugh, pulling myself apart a bit. “I think this is an uncomfortable place to do it.” I reply, sitting up. "Well, you're going to have to get used to doing it in uncomfortable places from now on." He offers me his hand to get me out of the car. I roll my eyes and accept it, letting him guide me into the car. I sit in the passenger seat, turning the rearview mirror to see myself. My face is red, but not from the cold. The temperature has risen with our kisses. “Unfortunately, the car will have to be abandoned halfway, I just borrowed it from a guy for a few to get away from the city” he says starting to drive “Do you think you can walk to the next bus station?” I smile looking at myself in the rearview mirror. Crazy. Two crazy lovers unable to be away from each other. I turn to look at him, not erasing my smile. Willing to start a wandering life. A new life with the man I love. That being the case, perhaps the craziest thing I've ever done in my life. “Yes I can.” He smiles at me leaving me a quick kiss. Before you start driving. I close my eyes, noticing the breeze coming through the window, letting my temperature drop a bit.

And this is how the lovers began their new life.

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RL Simself-Story (18+)

CW: adult topics, pregnancy

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Pic 1: Last night, Ana came to me. I was so worried about my sister when I saw her. She was in pain and a tired. Ana asked Daniel & me, if she could stay with us. Of course we agreed! Ana can always come to me/us, no matter what…. And Daniel got better. His father was with us yesterday. He wanted to meet me. I thought, why not? D. & I are married and Daniel started seeing his dad a bit more often, since the first time he met him. And yea, his dad was nice. I liked him. But back to Ana & Adam….

That day, the three of us went over to my parents’ house. When we were there, we saw Adam! So Ana went to him……

Pic 2:

Ana: Adam! What are you doing here? Something’s wrong? I told you yesterday I needed some rest now, to recover. But-…. Wait? Were you with my parents?

Adam: No, Ana! I would never tell your parents!! I just wanted to check on you! Your phone is off. Your mom said you’re with your sister. And….. well, now I’m going back home. I wanted to know if you’re ok. That’s all!

Ana: You’re worried about me?

Adam: I-…. I wanna be there for you.

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Adam: You wanna come with me?

Ana: Uhmm… Sorry, I can’t! My mom’s waiting for us. She made us dinner. I’d invite you, but… it’s a family thing, you know? Next time, ok?

Adam: Sure! Does your sister know?

Ana: Yea and Daniel too. I had to tell them, Adam! I couldn’t hide it. I felt sick. My sister took care of me. She’s been through this before and I feel comfortable and safe with her and Daniel.

Adam: I’m glad you were not alone, but I would have taken care of you too. … You said A. went through the same thing? Did she & Daniel also-…

Ana: No, not Daniel. That was before she met him, so don’t talk about it.

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Me: Ana! Are you ok?…. Should we go in already?

Ana: No, come here! Adam just wanted to check on me.

Me: Yea, I know! That’s really nice of him. Thb, I didn’t expect that.

Daniel (quietly to me): I wouldn’t mind going in already.

Me ( to D.): Stay calm, D.! You promissed! But honestly, what exactly do you have against Adam? He helped me and gave me the money I needed in advance.

Daniel: You’re seriously asking me that?… He touched your tits in front of me! Imagine you were in my position. Watching me with another woman. Would you like that person now? And yes, I know, it was just a job…I gotta admit, in this one matter, Philip was right! I never should have let you do this shit! And why do you think Adam gave you money in advance? Hm?… He met with you because he knew I was in that addiction clinic and don’t tell me he didn’t try to get you laid.

Me: (to D.): Daniel, please! I get you! I didn’t want to do all this either, but I was desperate! I had withdrawal and Adam was just trying to help me.

Daniel: Yea, it’s good. Sorry…. But you asked me why I can't stand him and now you know.

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Adam: Hey!…. And … how are things with you? Oh and by the way, nice wedding.

Daniel: Though you weren’t invited, you were still there.

Adam: Yea, I didn’t plan to come but Ana left something in my car that day. And I was only there for a few minutes, but it looked great and speaking of it, ….congratulations.niel: Though you weren’t invited, you were still there.

Me: Thanks, Adam. You could have stayed. I didn’t know you liked Ana that much.

Adam: At the time, I didn’t know either, I think.

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Daniel: And Adam? How’s your porn biz going?

Adam: I wouldn’t call it porn, but yea, you know? Sex sells really well. And as long as horny nerds exist on my university, who don’t manage to date a hot chick IRL, it runs great for me. I mean, you saw it dude. You just had to touch your girl a bit in front of my webcam and Aleksandra could hardly save herself from inquiries. She just had to chat with them a bit. And my viewers would have traded places with you right away, dude. But that would have gone too far.

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Adam: But hey! You two want to work on a sequel? Maybe A.’s ready to show us a bit more of herself this time? Huh?

Ana: Watch what you say, ey! My sis isn’t a ho and Daniel isn’t her pimp. Jerk!

Pic 8:

Me: Bye, Adam!

Daniel: Let’s go Ana!

Adam: Don’t be offended! I didn’t mean that in a derogatory way. C'mon A.! You know me a bit better. … However, sorry.

Me: t’s good, Adam! Forget it, it was just a one-time thing.

Ana: Now that this is settled with you three, we can finally go in…… Ok, Adam! Thanks for paying the medical bill for me. See you.

Adam (to Ana): You don’t have to thank me. It’s the least I can do for you…. But now go get some rest.

Pic 9: Poor Daniel! Now my mom finally has someone to hug. Ana & I never hug our parents when we come to visit, except for Christmas & New Year’s Eve. I mean it’s not really necessary, we see them almost every day anyway.

Pic 10:

Mom: And guys? What’s new with you? Did you have a nice evening with Daniel’s dad?

Me: Oh yea, it was great. Daniel has a half-brother, he’s only 6 months younger than him and he’s coming to us tomorrow. He just got out of jail. Nice, huh?

Pic 11:

Mom: Omg! You & Tatiana have another brother? Dan! Are you ok?…. That’s crazy! First Sandra’s stepbrother and now…. Daniel’s brother.

Also I wasn’t pregnant! My test was negative but……. Ana was pregnant! Just as you may have noticed, she didn’t keep it. And actually, Daniel and I could have picked up his half-brother from jail , because tomorrow morning we have a date there, with the 4 men who attacked us.

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bleezebrew · 28 days

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3, 13, 21 from this ask game

3. I am not entirely sure I can pin down what my style is so that does make this harder. I'm sure I could come up with a different answer every time. This is from "This Flame That Burns Inside of Me" from my Immortal!Leverage series. It contains reference to Nate's alcoholism.

Nate didn't have a problem. He didn't. He didn't know what Sophie was playing at, saying he had withdrawal symptoms. Immortals didn't get withdrawal symptoms. It was this place, these people, getting put under a microscope and picked at by the one person who should have understood— "We're in the middle of a con!" Sophie demanded. "What the hell were you thinking, Nate?" "Just—" stop pushing. "Just—" understand. "Tell me about our guy. What do we know about Hurley?" "We need to talk about this." "No, we don't need to talk. You need to talk. I'm fine. Now read me in." Sophie set a hand on her hip. "You want me to read you in?" she asked sweetly. Nate hesitated, self-preservation kicking in a few moments too late. "Uh—"

13. This is from "Love Like a Sorrow" (wip) and helped me pin down exactly what variety of complicated I wanted to make Ambrosius' mother.

His mother tipped her head in that of course you know way that always frustrated him, because no, Mom, he really didn't. If Bal's flower hadn't been in his hand, he would have balled it into a fist. "Becoming director of the Institute," she said. "I'm not sure why the royal family hasn't sorted out succession yet, but the Kingdom needs the bloodline of Gloreth in this trying time." Ambrosius stared at her. She scoffed. "The nobles haven't even managed to start on repairs to the wall yet, can you imagine? The unrest in the Kingdom—" Ambrosius thought about the lake. He wanted to go there. "Does it...need to be repaired?" he asked. His mother frowned at him, eyes flicking over him in concern. "Ambrosius, you do remember what—" "Yes, I remember almost dying—" "Ambrosius!" she scolded, looking legitimately scared. "Don't say things like that, Sunflower."

21. I don't generally save lines that I cut and I edit as I go, so they're all gone now. But I do have this! It's part of a deleted scene from "Wheat with the Chaff" from my Above Board series that I cut to maintain tension, but enjoyed too much to get rid of entirely.

“Nice to see you, Admiral. Now we can have this whole situation handled and get back to work.” Raner smiled slightly and folded her hands in front of her. “Pressman,” she greeted him. “What is my one rule?” He paused, watching her. He forced a laugh. “Admiral, I will be released, won't I? Just think of all the good I've done you!”

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sips-tea-cutely · 1 year

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6:25 AM - tipping and toppling even if it makes us sick

“Let's not look at each other who will get off first

Let’s not drag things out

Let's follow our hearts

Let's put an end to this

A repeated seesaw game

Let's stop it now.” —Trivia 轉 : Seesaw

(cw: adultery, supposed to have beta but they’re always dead just like oda 😞, theyre unhappy but they stay together, bsd withdrawal causes ooc dazai)

“You’re up early.” Dazai closed the bedroom door and ran a hand through his hair. “Mhm, where’s my award?” he joked as he sat down, the coffee you’ve prepared for him already going cold. Neither of you spoke, nor did you dare break the silence. The previous night was quite the fever dream to you both, an estranged memory of arguments stuck in your heads. To be honest, he couldn’t remember what started it all; to him, your relationship has always been like this.

Your smile, your voice, everything about you— he used to glorify it and sing its praises to anyone willing to listen. you were like his drug; a quick fix to escape his dreadful reality— a drug that quickly became a sickening addiction. The high you’d give him eventually faded, the sense of relief that came with your presence eventually became offending to him, something that disturbed even his sense of self.

‘You’re quite patient to be able to deal with someone like Dazai, s/o. It’s admirable.’ ‘Ahh, I could never let my big brother go if he flirted with other women! You should tell him to stop it, s/o!’ the agency often commented on your romance with Dazai— after all, who’d think the man who revered death as an end of suffering would live another day for you? A mischievous boyfriend and a patient s/o, how perfect!

He’s only extending both his and your misery, and he fucking knows it. He can’t even find it in himself to care, he doesn’t have the energy to acknowledge you at all. To him, you’re just a hindrance to get past the day. At the same time though, your presence comforts Dazai— it allows him to feel like there is a worse person than him. Of course, logically, it makes no sense, but without you, Dazai ends up cockier and more secretive than he usually is.

To him, you were his only definition of love. Is love tiring? if it’s you, then it most definitely is. He’s so sick of you; the devastating beauty of you and your god awful contrast— the Kronos to your Gaia, all he did was ruin you until you broke, corrupting your mind to the brink of hysteria.

“Ah… Mr. Dazai, should we really be doing this..? I'll get fired if we are caught!” The nurse cried out. “Oh, but you’re so pent up, aren’t you?” he innocently asked. “Let me help you relax for a while.” he smiled, a genuine one.

Adultery is wrong— everyone should know that, but she was a fresh breath of air. there was no obligation to love you, there was only him in his own world.

For a moment, Dazai could’ve sworn he saw a glimpse of someone slightly peeking through, fleeing and leaving the door ajar at the sight of him. “Did you forget to lock the door? we are sure to get caught if we don’t.” he looked back at the nurse before gently pushing her off of the hospital bed.

You didn’t say anything about his injury— you barely acknowledged that he was gone. Perhaps you didn’t care, or you didn’t want to know anything about it— either way, it saved him from reciting the speech he thought of while coming back.

He shouldn’t have begged you for that date— looking back, it’s honestly embarrassing how much trouble he went through. If he didn’t, he’d be a single bachelor, free to do as his heart desired.

No one is forcing him to date you, it’s stupid how scared he is, scared of losing the agency’s trust. If he broke your heart, everyone would see it as Dazai being a heartbreaker; if he manipulated you into breaking up with him, they’d still assume he did something horrible. It’s like that term— digging your own grave, was it?

As he put down his cup, he cupped your hand across the table— “I care for you, okay~?” He scrunched up his mouth and eyes into a smile. I care for you, not ‘I love you’. It was painstakingly obvious. “Thanks, ‘Samu. Remember that I’m here for you as well.” you hummed back to him, smiling back as if you were trying to convince yourself that you loved him again.

He’s so sick of you, both of you know that. but he can’t see himself with anyone but you either.

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crmsnmth-journal · 1 month

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3/29/2024

11:02 PM

I decided I need to get out of my slump I've been in lately. I may feel angry and depressed and very apathetic right now, but that doesn't mean I should sit and wallow in my own self-pity. It's not a good place to go, and I know that. I know better than doing what I have been, which is absolutely nothing. So today, I woke up, and had one cup of coffee (I've decided I'm going to attempt and cut my caffeine intact way way down). Talked with mom for a while, which is odd but was nice. Usually, we don't talk more than five minutes at a time. It almost always turns into a fight between the two of us, but right now, out of the three of us (my two younger brothers), somehow the felon with a really bad attitude is being the most responsible. I mean, it only took me 35 years to get here, but I'm actually doing pretty good, and I need to remind myself of that. I have come so far from where I was, even four years ago. Hell, even last year. And it's not arrogant to remind yourself of that every so often.

Anyway, I showered and finally bleached half my head. I took extra care in washing and cleaning and just making myself look like a person again. I think I read somewhere that that's supposed to help. I don't know if it actually does, but it kept me occupied for a while.

I got to work at 2, which is usual for Friday's. It gives me about an hour of alone time where I can just belt along to my music and get the prep for the night down. Honestly, being alone back there is my favorite part of part of my job. The closest I've ever come to a religious experience was back there. It was right when I got work release during my time in jail. I had sat six months already, and for the last three months I was allowed to have work release. And the first night I came back, I was alone for three hours before open. I listened to music for the first time in six months, and I cried like a baby and screamed along to Amigo The Devil's Stronger Than Dead while dicing tomatoes. It's an experience I will never forget. That song holds such a deep importance in my life (it's part of my next round of tattoos, my only hand tattoo is going to be Amigo's 'pineapple' logo with the chorus of that song). Only two songs I've ever heard can I say truly saved my life. Stronger than Dead and Frank Turner's The Ballad of Me And My Friends. Different reasons, but the end result was the same for both and I didn't listen to the impulses and bury a bullet in my brain. And I still listen to both songs, religiously. At least once or twice a day.

Sorry. I keep getting off track. Sherry came in around 3 and started putting together the salad bar. That's her one thing she has to set up for Fridays and she never complains about it. I always tell her I do nothing with the salad bar, that it's all on her. It used to be just a trick I learned a long time ago on how to deal with less then stellar staff. Give them something that is all their own. It give them a feeling of control, and let's face it, I hate putting our salad bar together. I don't like salad bars in general. They are extremely gross on the kitchen's side of things.

It wasn't exactly busy tonight, but it wasn't exactly slow. Just kind of real steady, plodding forward pace. And Sherry did alright, by her standards. We shut down, and when I left after doing all my closing work, Sherry only had to finish up her dishes. Usually she just leaves the extra for tomorrow, when she opens.

I did start getting a pretty massive headache around 7 though. I'm pretty sure that's just the withdrawal from caffeine. At least that's what it felt like. I'd get them a lot in jail when we'd run out of coffee. It's all we drank all day, that instant add hot water crap, and when we'd run out before commissary made it's way, everyone was in hell. Ibuprofen costs 75 cents for two pills. The price mark up is insane, which I really don't think is all that fair. I get having some cost added, this is jail after all and it's not supposed to be fun. But when a package of Ramen ends up costing close to two dollars, that is a little passed a punishment. That's an outrageous kind of extortion.

Back to what I was saying, I got out of work around 9:30 and got my cab ride home. When I got home, I had yet another actual conversation with my mom, finally got some Advil in me and showered. The bathroom still smelled like the bleach I did my hair with. And finally, I took my handful of pills and turned on Malcolm In The Middle. I've only got a few episodes to go before I move on to whatever the next mindless background noise I put on. I'll write and work with phrases for a little bit and read. I restarted reading my favorite book, The Great And Secret Show by Clive Barker.

For being as bitchy and moody as I have been the last few days, I think I did okay today.

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lenathesingingcat · 1 year

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I just had a crazy idea that might be brilliant!!!

So. Les Misérables canon era, Ride The Cyclone style AU! Except instead of a rollercoaster, it’s Les Amis having to vote on who gets to come back to life after they died on the barricade! (Warning: not-too-graphic mentions of death and blood, spoilers for Les Mis and RTC ahead.)

• Most of the characters aren’t direct equivalents because there’s a different number of them.

• There is, however, a “Jean Doe”. He was shot several times, which he may or may not have been able to recover from if not for what finally killed him - a cannonball to the face, making him unrecognisable. (This is why he has the head of a doll in this story, and as a result, has none of his memories.) He did write a note with the details of who he was and where his living family would be, but he bled so heavily that the note, which he had put in his pocket, was illegible.

• It is heavily implied that he was friends with Les Amis and they would know who he was if they saw his face, but…

• So, the competition starts. Grantaire pretty much immediately withdraws from the competition because of his terrible self esteem - he doesn’t think he deserves to come back, especially compared to the others. Unsurprisingly, he is making the case for Enjolras to come back, as there is so much more he could do for France.

• We have a scene a bit like What The World Needs, except instead of someone talking about themselves, it’s Grantaire saying that what the world needs is people like Enjolras. (And instead of insulting all the other contestants, he just insults himself. Don’t worry, he will learn to love himself in the end!)

• Enjolras thinks that other people probably deserve to come back more than he does, but on the other hand, he knows that he would start another revolution given the chance, that he could learn from what went wrong with this one, so he lets Grantaire make the case for him.

• I haven’t figured out everyone’s reasons why they should be brought back yet, but Joly and Bossuet make their case together even though only one person can be brought back to life. Both would be just as happy for the other to win, but their case is that one of them should be brought back for Musichetta. (Musichetta is sort of equivalent to Talia here.)

• At some point, Grantaire says something romantic and, to his surprise, Enjolras concedes the competition. He explains why, and this is a little sappy but it’s cute. He is only just realising that he feels the same way about Grantaire, and he doesn’t want to be brought back to a world without him and have to live his whole life before he can be with him again.

• “You asked for my permission to die with me because you loved me and didn’t want to live in a world without me. Well, I feel the same way about you, so now it’s my turn to ask: Grantaire, do you permit it?” Grantaire smiles and takes his hand, just as Enjolras did for him.

• They kiss.

• Eventually, Jean Doe is chosen to have another chance to live, for the same reason that Jane was chosen in the original.

• It turns out that “Jean Doe” was Marius, and this is the reason why he survived the barricade and was saved by Jean Valjean!

• This is technically canon compliant.

Let me know what you think! Should I (attempt to) write this?

#les miserables #les mis #les amis #enjoltaire #ride the cyclone #rtc musical

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