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diorsluv · 5 months

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feather , part 20

“ you fit every stereotype ”

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lhughes_06

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lhughes_06 u said don’t get too attached but ur attached to me 🤷‍♂️

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username22 IS THAT A HEAVEN SENT LYRIC??

→ username7 she said dont get too attached but she attaaaaached to me

yourusername you joke too much it’s not her fault if she can’t tell 🙄

→ lhughes_06 no i don’t 🙄

→ yourusername LITERALLY YES U DO

→ lhughes_06 OK THEN I’LL PROVE IT

→ yourusername FINE

→ lhughes_06 FINE

→ colecaufield couple fights

username46 he really crossed out her name thinkin we wouldn’t know exactly who he was texting 🤣

missseraphina omg stoppp i didn’t know u were gonna post me

→ lhughes_06 that’s mb

trevorzegras damn moosey ur a player

→ lhughes_06 nah

→ markestapa he only got one girl on his mind and it isn’t this one 💀💀

→ lhughes_06 fr markestapa

luca.fantilli don’t tell me hughesy got the girl before i did

→ lhughes_06 bro u were never gonna get the girl

→ mackie.samo his girl****

→ lhughes_06 yeah my girl****

→ luca.fantilli damn i could’ve sworn she wanted me more 🥱

→ yourusername don’t instigate luca 😑😑

→ lhughes_06 my girl yourusername

→ yourusername no moosey 🙄

→ username65 HIS GIRL?!?!?!?!

_quinnhughes don’t get too cocky now little buddy

→ lhughes_06 i’m taller than u.

→ _quinnhughes u got lucky

→ lhughes_06 IN MIDDLE SCHOOL MOM SAID I WAS TALLER THAN U WERE WHEN U WERE 12

→ jackhughes but mom also said she loves quinn the most so we know she lies to us sometimes

username37 which girl does luke even want

→ username24 lil drizz obv

→ username5 seraphina!

→ username98 trick question none

username22 ARE THEY TOGETHER OR NOT ITS KILLING ME

→ username37 i think luke and jamie’s sister are talking rn

→ username81 but i thought he was talking to that seraphina girl

dylanduke25 thought u and her were official after that third date

→ yourusername damn

→ edwards.73 DONT SAY THAT SHIT

→ adamfantilli DUKER 😭😭

→ lhughes_06 IT WASN’T A DATE

→ jackhughes DATE?????

→ trevorzegras DAMNNN MOOSEY

→ rutgermcgroarty DUKER WHY WOULD U SAY THAT

→ jamie.drysdale um what.

→ _quinnhughes i did not know about this HELLO???

→ _alexturcotte not one not two but THREE dates.

→ markestapa YOU TOLD ME YOU WERE JUST MESSING AROUND lhughes_06

→ lhughes_06 WE WERE ITS NOT SERIOUS

→ mackie.samo didnt think u were gonna treat a rebound like that fr

→ colecaufield wtf

→ luca.fantilli cmon luke u can do better than this

→ yourusername what do u have to say for urself lhughes_06

→ lhughes_06 she and i were just messing around, u know how i feel 🙏

→ username16 SHE KNOWS HOW HE FEELS???? WHATTTTTT

username57 luke is literally my quickest method of finding drama

yourusername

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yourusername felt like a rich girl 🤍

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lhughes_06 no go ahead tell them who took those pics for you

→ yourusername mm but i don’t feel like it

→ edwards.73 it was me thanks for the creds 😍😘😋

→ lhughes_06 bro 💀

lhughes_06 and tell them who drove you there too while you’re at it

→ yourusername still don’t feel like it

→ _quinnhughes thanks for reminding me u owe me gas money

username24 MY GORGEOUS GIRLLL

→ username18 LUKE’S*** gorgeous girl

username67 barnaby’s fault for breaking up w this stunning woman frl

username22 dryshughes is back 💪

→ username2 war is overrrr

rutgermcgroarty mackie broke his phone but he wanted me to say U FINALLY POSTED URSELF

→ yourusername tell mackie he needs to stop obsessing over me

→ mackie.samo my phone got fixed and i would never obsess over my friend’s girl 🙄🙄

jackhughes he’s giggling

→ yourusername GIGGLING??

→ _quinnhughes kicking his feet and all

→ trevorzegras going feral

markestapa wtf did u to do luke and why did he come back all red and blushy

→ yourusername i didn’t do anything 😭

→ lhughes_06 she did everything

→ yourusername DON’T LIE

→ jamie.drysdale EVERYTHING? lhughes_06

→ lhughes_06 everything

→ yourusername NO TF I DIDNT

username23 they my mom and dad fr

→ username89 theyre not even together 😭

_alexturcotte so fancy

→ yourusername wore the dress u bought me just for this occasion 🥰

→ jamie.drysdale u spoil her too much 😒😒

→ _alexturcotte no i don’t 🙁 jamie.drysdale

→ jamie.drysdale she says she wishes u were her brother instead.

→ yourusername NO I NEVER SAID THAT (if turcs was my brother he wouldn’t spoil me as much)

username30 i’m in lovee ❤️❤️

edwards.73 okay lil drizz go get ur man

→ yourusername shut up

adamfantilli just caught him openly staring at your post

→ luca.fantilli yeah i think his jaw dropped when he saw she posted

→ yourusername mhm.. i’m sure he did

next chapter notes ) sooo dryshughes is back and better than ever (kind of) HOW ARE WE FEELING?? i missed my babies too much to strip them of such love butttttt they’re not getting together just yet 🤭🤭 also i feel like it wasn’t that clear but the first post was entirely just luke and seraphina pics.. and u may ask why? bc he messes around too much 🙄

tags: @aliaology @hockeyboysarehot @absolutelyhugh3s @jackquinnswife @freds-slut @love4ldr @blueeyedbesson @43hughes @v1olentdelights @dancerbailey3 @random-human02

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madcatlad · 2 months

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I just came to a angst realization....

(Thank you to @shirazens for allowing me to use their comment)

I literally just came to this conclusion in a comment threat under my "Aaron Needs Friends" post with @shirazens .

In summary Aarmau comes off as unnatural

I think the main issue is how rushed and force the relationship was in the series, and the fact that it change key elements in the story to make a place for itself.

The Aarmau agenda also had to down other characters to build itself up, which sucks. A lot of character assassination stem from Aarmau. Including the way Aphmau interacts with her support. But I'd like to focus on how unnatural (and frankly problematic) this relationship comes across if you actually pay attention to how they interact with eachother.

And their relationship is certainly off.

@shirazens

THIS is why I've always disliked his character, he felt so disconnected.

also he continues to constantly mourn his past wife WHILE getting closer to aphmau which feels like to me he was just using her if that makes sense?

Their relationahip has always come across as strange.

In my former post I address a portion of this problem with Aaron not having any relationships outside of Aphmau. It is odd.

Aaron- despite being so closed off and mysterious and (quite rude in some instances), CONTINUED to follow her group around for months...but NEVER take an interest in ANYONE??? Except Aph. That is mad weird. If you like her so much to risk your life for her consistently why avoid her Support System so adamantly???

It makes the relationship seem very strange. Almost like Aaron is isolating Aphmau from her friends when building their relationship. They only really talked about his trauma or her stress-

Aaron and Aphmau are TRAUMA BONDING...

It hit me like a train! It isn't romance, it isn't a love story. It is codependency!

Aph ONLY goes to Aaron when she is stressed about her responsibilities. "Because he understands". And in turn Aaron's only personality trait is trauma- and he only really opens up to (or talks at all) to Aphmau. Think about it, this man is FOLLOWING her- for seemingly NO REASON by time the Post-Irene-Dimension arc roles around! "Having nothing" isn't really a logical reason anymore. He had NO motive to be present. He's made no connections, no character growth, no earthly ties, so WHY are you following the 🎆"magical friendship woman"🎆 if you don't want to make friends???

And I think this is great writing potential. This makes sense for the storyline in season two, as Aph was extremely overwhelmed, and the steaks had just risen from village quarrels to Armageddon. And I definitely can see where @shirazens was going with the how Aaron saw Aphmau, as a stand in or familiarity to his wife, or that he was using Aphmau to get a semblance of his late wife, Lily.

Personally I'm not amongst the re-write clan of aph-fans, (I prefer to progess with the shit show we were given). But this is a juicy narrative to explore for both, especially if you don't want to throw out Aarmau all together.

If you want to get angsty, you could argue that Aaron being so distant to Aph's support group was to isolate her from them. Again, this fits, and I am well aware Jesson did not intend this BUT Aphmau DID become a lot more distant to her companions for Aaron's sake. She became dismissive of their concerns, argued with their suspicions, and lowkey berated them because "she trusted him" and expected everyone to follow suit (fr a lot of them were so real for that, homie was acting up- ahem- Laurence- ahem- Katelyn). She put Aaron on a pedestal out of nowhere, and vouched for him undeservingly. You could argue that this was a result of isolating her, you could argue that this was just Aph blindness to Aaron's faults.

And this also really REALLY fits well with the Irene VS Shad motif and how that entire mess went down between them. I can totally see those two being codepent with one another as well with their similar struggles and pain. I can see them relying on one another too heavily. I can see that leading to suck strong feelings of betrayal. Especially if Shad was as isolated as Aaron. In fact I'd say Irene and Shad damn near prove this idea.

Fun right?

#aphblr #aphmau #mcd #minecraft diaries #mystreet #aaron mcd #shad the destroyer #irene the matron

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half-deadmagicperson · 11 months

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Blame Part 2

Behold a random self indulgent sequel to my DannyMay Day 25!

Art by the amazing @duchi-nesten

This was made partially cause of Pham shenanigans, but also cause of @duchi-nesten giving me GrayGhost brain rot and also for agreeing to draw any smooches we write sooooo

Words: 737

Pairings: Danny Fenton-Phantom/ Valerie Gray

Warnings: none unless you don't like kissing

"Why do they always blame me?"

The words through Val for a loop. Here was the normally goofy, charismatic, and sometimes annoying ghost boy sobbing. She never knew how much the bad press or the Fentons' words got to him.

His ghostly sobs echoed into the night, but to Valerie at that moment they sounded almost human. Phantom's face was tinted green and raw from his tears. He must've been crying for a while then.

At that moment the Huntress sighed and sat herself down next to him. Hesitantly, she pulled him into a hug. Even through her suit, he felt cold to the touch.

"Are you okay?" She asked simply. Her words only caused Phantom to choke up more. He struggled to try to bring words to his mouth before finally slowing his breath.

"I'm a monster, Val," the words came out as barely a whisper. If this were a few months ago, Valerie would have wholeheartedly agreed. But now, here she was sitting on a roof comforting her former enemy.

"Phantom, you aren't a monster-"

"But I am. It's my fault Amity's in this mess!" He cried.

"It's not your fault that most of the ghosts have been evil. That's their fault. They chose to be evil."

"It's my fault there's property damage! People got hurt, Val. I might not be evil, but I'm responsible. Plus the Fentons would say different."

"It's not your fault they're here. It's not like you have control over the portal!" Valerie countered. Phantom's expression sobered.

"But it is my fault. I turned the portal on."

Valerie looked at him in mild shock. What did he mean by that? There wasn't a way to turn the portal on from the GZ right? Phantom turned his gaze back to the ground and pulled away.

"It was before freshman year. My- er the Fentons had just finished the portal. I took my friends to show them the lab, and Sam wanted a picture. We were stupid. Stupid teenagers left unsupervised. I put my HAZMAT on while Sam grabbed her camera."

Valerie stared at him. No he couldn't be. Similar hair style. Similar face. No, that's impossible.

"I went inside. I tripped over a stupid wire. I died. Turns out the 'on' button is on the inside."

A gasp escaped the Huntress. Phantom died in the portal. Danny had a lab accident before the beginning of freshman year. Phantom's cousin Dani was a halfa. Why couldn't Danny be? Millions of thoughts and words flowed through her head, the main one being.

"I could've hurt you!" Valerie's eyes started to grow wet, "I could've killed you so many times."

Phantom, no, Danny looked at her in confusion. Val's tears turned into a fit of laughter.

"What's so funny?"

"It's..just…so ironic!"

"What's ironic?" The clueless boy responded.

"That I've been shooting at you for like a year and been crushing on you at the same time," her laughter consumed her while Danny processed what she just said.

"You…liked me?"

"Um, yeah? I mean we did date for a bit!"

"Ummm I think you're confusing me for that Danny Fenton kid. Also didn't you break up with him?"

"Yeah I did, to protect him from you!" Valerie's smile grew brighter.

"So you still like m-Fenton?"

"Of course I still like you!"

"Um, that's good to hear. I think FENTON really likes you as well. But, uh, I think you're wrong about me being him. Cause why would the son of ghost hunters be a ghost. Haha…"

"Ya know I've had a lot of opinions about you Ghost Boy, most of which have been incorrect," she places a hand on his cheek, wiping his tear away, "but I think for once, I've got the right one."

Valerie leaned in closer to Danny. His toxic green eyes gazed into her hazel ones as he moved to meet her. Their lips joined in a union of a year of longing. A cool feeling spread through Valerie, tears streaming down her cheeks. A bright light flashed and the cold turned into heat. Once their breath ran out, the pair temporarily split. Valerie gazed down into the beautiful blue eyes of one Danny Fenton. Yeah, this was right.

The two spent the rest of their patrol time snuggling on the roof and taking in the view.

"Ya know it's kinda funny how you broke up with me to protect me from me!"

#danny phantom #dp #gray ghost #valerie grey #valerie gray #danny fenton #is this technically hurt and comfort???#idk lol #kads kissing kompilation

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jeonqkooks · 2 years

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hi darling! congrats on your milestone and your anniversary! could i request “hey, only i can call them that!” and “that is not what the instructions say.” for jin? thank you and congrats again!

forty seven steps | ksj

seokjin thinks he’s decent at building things. well, he’s never met an ikea storage bed.

pairing: seokjin x f!reader

rating: PG

genre/warnings: established relationship, fluff, slight crack (?), swearing

word count: approx 1.4k

— as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

The IKEA Brimnes Storage Bed, also known as the bane of your existence starting from today. Not only does the wooden fucker come with thirty six whole pages of instructions detailing forty seven steps, it needs eight different types of screws and bolts, and another dozen of ungodly contraptions has to put in place before you can get a good night’s rest.

Why you chose to buy it in the first place has long been forgotten since you tore into the packages and were presented with a preposterous amount of pieces to be assembled.

Now, as you sit on the floor, sprawled out in front of a sea of strange-looking bed components, you can physically feel the excitement from before drain from your body. You turn to glare at the man beside you, Kim Seokjin as he’s been called since birth, but from now on he shall only be known to you as The Devil’s Advocate.

The man shrinks under your intense gaze. “What?” he mumbles.

He was at the store with you, helping you pick out furniture and decorations and living up to the title of dutiful boyfriend that he usually holds. That is, until he came across a certain storage bed while you were browsing through an array of mugs and dishware.

Seokjin's face completely lit up with childlike wonder, practically dragging you over to the display. “Look…” he merely whispered, choking up like he was sending his firstborn off to school for the very first time, “this is perfect.”

At the store, the bed was a dream. You even laid in it, under the covers and all, in the middle of bustling IKEA and you swore that if heaven existed, it must feel like a Brimnes bed. It has a ton of storage, which is absolutely godsent as it would save you so much money on drawers that you can’t possibly fit in the less-than-ideal space of your unfurnished bedroom.

“You…” You stab an accusatory finger at his chest. “You did this to me!”

He pushes your hand away. “Chill out. This is totally doable. It only takes…” He scans the instructions quickly, “approximately five hours.”

“Five hours!” you cry, throwing your entire body back to lie on the floor, limbs flailing around petulantly.

A minute later, Yoongi shows up at your half-open bedroom door, leaning against the frame and looking over the mess. He must have heard your distressed noises from the living room, where your friends are helping you and your boyfriend put together another dozen pieces of unholy IKEA furniture. Not because they’re dutiful friends, but because you had promised each of them a favor and dinner at the newest boujee restaurant downtown.

“I told you not to get storage beds,” Yoongi says in his best I told you so voice. “At least fifteen websites claim that they’re the most difficult to assemble.”

“It wasn’t my fault!” you cry out again and jab your foot into Seokjin’s ribs, which makes him squirm like one of those inflatable stick figures in front of car dealerships. “He tempted me.”

Yoongi crosses his arms and shakes his head. “And I also told you not to listen to hyung. He’s a 10-year-old in a grown man’s body. This is mostly on you, dummy.”

“Hey!” Seokjin yells. You don’t know what he sounds so offended for; he’s even admitted to his own childishness on multiple occasions. He throws a dirty rag at Yoongi, though the younger man easily dodges it. “Only I can call her that!”

Your friend chuckles and rolls his eyes, muttering a simple Good luck to you before he goes back to the living room to rejoin the group.

Your boyfriend tugs your limb body closer to his. When you finally sit up, with the biggest pout ever seen in the history of mankind, Seokjin pats your butt in encouragement.

“Come on,” he says, tilting your face up by your chin to give you a peck. “Did you forget how good I am at these kinds of things? I’m practically the handyman at the office!”

You squint at him. What kind of dumbassery is this? He works as an acting teacher at one of the best drama schools in the city. (Yes, it does sound a little fancy. Your coworkers are always enthralled when you mention his profession in passing and how he scores you tickets to movie premieres from time to time.) But the thing is, his “office” is practically pocket sized, and you doubt that there’s a lot of things there that need maintenance other than the printer when there’s a paper jam. Not unless Seokjin is qualified to tinker with a Nespresso Creatista Pro.

Still, you don’t argue with him about it anymore. What’s done is done anyway. You nod in defeat, coming to terms with the fact that you’re stuck with a Brimnes Storage Bed and the only way out is through.

Six and a half hours later, you’re still sitting on your bedroom floor, only at step number 43 out of 47. Your friends have gone home for a while now; it’s getting close to midnight after all, but you don’t have the luxury of resting just yet.

Overall, the bed looks pretty good. It’s almost finished, you just need to put the beams in place, tighten a few bolts here and there, and you should be good to go.

Problem is, a couple of the screws are missing, and there’s one extra beam that you don’t know what to do with. The instructions say all the components don’t have extras, which means you’ve most likely messed up in one of the previous steps.

You stare at the manual as if burning a hole into it with your eyes will magically solve all your dilemmas. Seokjin picks up a random screw on the ground and begins to tighten it on the side of the bed.

“Wait.” You stop him. “That’s not what the instructions say.”

He glances at the booklet in your hands and at the bolt in his, and brushes it off with a chuckle. “It’s fine. All these bolts look the same. Using bolt number 100365 instead of 100360 won’t be the end of the world.”

You purse your lips, thinking it over but you suppose it shouldn’t be an issue. It’s late, you’re exhausted, and you want nothing more than to pass out for at least the next few days. Moving is always such a nuisance, even if you’re moving in with the love of your life.

Humming, you let him go back to the beams and bolts while you work on the storage compartments. It takes another hour before Seokjin stands up and wipes the sweat from his forehead, breathing out a large sigh of relief as he takes a look at his and your accomplishment.

“Fucking finally.” He smiles brightly despite the weariness in his eyes.

You tug on his shorts. When he turns to you, you hold up that extra beam from before. “What about this?”

He faces the bed once more, though nothing seems to be out of place. The structure that you’ve built together looks very similar to the illustrated picture on the manual, even if there’s a few mismatched screws here and there. The wooden piece in your hand doesn’t seem that necessary, so he waves it off. Taking it from you, he puts it in the corner along with all the useless junk that you two haven’t found a home for yet.

“It’s fine,” he repeats his earlier words. “Now come help me put the mattress on.”

It’s fine. The words that you should fear whenever they come from his mouth. Your mistake was being too tired to care.

Because at exactly 3:57AM—a couple of hours after you’ve secured the mattress onto the frame, brushed your teeth and washed your face, and collapsed into bed with your boyfriend—something creaks. More than once. It sounds like it’s coming from right beneath you and it’s so loud that it rouses you awake.

When you turn around in Seokjin’s hold, you’re surprised to find that he’s already up and looking at you with alarm written all over his features. You swallow thickly, and clutch his arm.

The bed caves in. Your life flashes before your eyes. Cue in the bloodiest scream anyone has ever heard.

“Kim Seokjin!”

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hoper-n-dreamer · 5 months

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A damn hero

Characters: Dean Winchester × platonic!Reader , Sam Winchester × platonic!reader , Castiel × platonic!reader

The roar of Impala was enough for you to get excited and run towards the living room, shuffling in anticipation for the boys to return. It has been a month since you had set foot into the once cold floors of bunkers that had suddenly become a little less cold, thanks to your warmth.

You were not a hunter, but someone who had been forced into the supernatural mess thanks to a demon. The brothers and their adorable angel friend was the reason you were safe and sound.

Sam and Dean had returned , but instead of relief you could see the regret etched on Dean's face while Sam continued to keep glancing towards Dean with a sympathetic look. You knew the hunt must have gone wrong somewhere and Dean being Dean, blamed himself.

You decided not to ask about the hunt, instead you said " Hey Sam and Dean, you must be really hungry , c'mon get yourself cleaned up and I'll serve the dinner"

" Thanks Y/N, but I am not hungry" Dean said, as he left the living room.

You looked at Sam, concerned. He didn't say anything albeit he didn't need to.

That night , you woke up, your throat dry and in need of some water , you went to the kitchen.

The lights were on, and when you reached the door you could see Dean, drowning his sorrows in what looked like the second bottle of Whiskey.

"Hey Dean, couldn't sleep?"

"wanted to but... Anyways what's keeping you up sweetheart?"

"just wanted some water."

You went to fill up your glass of water and then sat beside Dean, drinking a sip and simultaneously thinking of what to say to him. What could you possibly tell a man who thinks every mistake is his fault. How can you make him believe that he is a good man. A damn hero.

So you hold his hand and look at him, with little wetness surrounding your eyes. He looks at you with curiosity and a bit of exhaustion.

" She was just a kid Y/N. And I couldn't save her. A kid. She was so scared and if I was just a second faster I could've you know.."

Your hold on his hand becomes tighter and finally you speak as tears threaten to fall.

" I know even if I say it's not your fault you wouldn't listen, but it's not your fault. There are some things you can control and some you cannot. You did what you did, it cannot be changed, all you can do is keep moving forward and continue saving people."

He looks at you with incredulity.

" you know Y/N, you are right. I don't believe you, you know why, because it is really not my fault, but that kid's, who trusted me to keep her safe. It should have been me , not her."

"No. You don't get to say that Dean. You don't get to decide if your life is not as equally important as someone else's .Please for once listen to me when I say, you are a human, a brave , strong , kind human with a heart so damn big it could fit like thousands of football grounds. And even if you hate yourself, Sam and Castiel will always love you, I will always love you because you Dean Winchester, you are a good man even if you think you are otherwise. You know why? Because day in and day out you continue to risk your life to save other people's, you don't get paid, you don't get praised, and you still risk it all for people like me. You saved me Dean! You saved me. If it weren't for you I- I wouldn't be here. Yes today the kid died, and yes it will hurt like hell but you still won't stop saving people because you are A GOOD MAN. And you matter to me, so you better stop all this self loathing or I'll kick your ass so hard you will regret it."

And as you complete your rant, tears starts streaming your face which is huffing in anger.

" I wish you could see yourself with my eyes Dean"

Dean wipes your tears and pulls you in his arms, his chin resting on your head , his eyes closing as his own stray tear falls. While your hands grasp the back of his shirt tightly as if scared to let go.

Dean still doesn't forgive himself, and it still hurts but a little less.

#supernatural #dean winchester #sam winchester #dean Winchester×reader #sam Winchester×reader #spn fluff #spn fanfic #spn #castiel #angst #platonic!samwinchester #platonic!deanwinchester #platonic!reader

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hockeyboysimagines · 1 year

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All good boys go to Heaven, but Bad Boys bring Heaven to you.

Deleted Scenes

If you haven’t read the full story, please do before you read this otherwise it won’t make any sense! Reasons for exclusion are in Pink.

Thanks for reading!!

*These are in no particular order*

There’s no real reason this wasn’t included. But basically I had too much material and this felt like I was just harping on Hallie being upset but not upset about Matthew being a dumbass. So it didn’t seem like it was needed.

“Don’t.” Hallie said from behind a menu.

“What?”

“You know what.” She peered over the top to find Carly staring pointedly at her.

“I didn’t say-“

“You didn’t have to. I know what your thinking.”

“What are you psychic now?”

“No your just incredibly transparent is all. I’m not talking about this.”

“Well. I am.” Carly set her menu down and leaned forward “I’m not saying you should or shouldn’t go out with him, but I think you should just talk to him.”

“About?”

“The other night.”

“That’s done and over with and besides I really don’t care.”

“If you didn’t care you wouldn’t have gotten so upset.”

Hallie was quiet.

She did care. Sure he’d hurt her feelings by doing what he did with Allie, but the real reason she’d left the bar and cried in the shower was because it hurt to know that he could so easily do that when he was angry at her instead of trying to fix it.

It was partially her fault, and she could recognize it now even if she couldn’t say it out loud, but she thought maybe she meant a little more to him than that.

But as usual she was wrong.

And any trust she had in him went out the window.

“Can we just drop it? I don’t wanna think About it anymore okay? I was drunk and emotional and I’m never going to let it happen again.”

*********

This just didn’t fit anywhere really, plus again like some of my other stories I had too much material and this didn’t fit in any of the other ones either. I didn’t want to bring Johnny into any of their drama either.

“What’s your problem.” Hallie asked Matthew as he strolled ahead of her. Usually he walked with her after games no matter the result, but tonight all she’d gotten was a dirty look and he’d been ignoring her since.

“No problem.” He said curtly still not looking at her.

“Yeah I’m not buying it. So what’s your-“

“You and Johnny looked pretty cozy in the lounge.” He finally said. His voice was clouded with disdain.

Hallie frowned “What? What are you talking about?”

“Don’t give the act Hallie okay?”

“First of all, Johnny is my friend. My friend that YOU introduced me to. And second all of there was nothing ‘cozy’.” She said air quoting “about it. He was trying-“

“I don’t care okay. I’m tired and I don’t wanna talk about it.”

“You brought it up, and we’re talking about it.”

“We’re not. And if you think we are then you can find your own way home.”

Without another word she turned on her heel and walked back inside the arena, presumably to call an Uber or find Carly who was still inside.

He was so mad he didn’t even try to chase her, instead chucking his bag in the car and angrily starting it before backing out of the spot and exiting the garage. He drove for a while, angry thoughts clouding his brain.

He’d seen her smiling at Johnny, laughing at what was probably a dumb joke that wasn’t even funny. How could she? Why would she? Didn’t she know how he felt about her? Didn’t she care?

But as he turned onto a backroad he realized that she didn’t know how he felt because he didn’t tell her. In fact she probably had no idea. And he really couldn’t blame her. He’d acted like an asshole since he met her. Flirting with girls, drunk calling her in the middle of the night to come get him. Why would she care after all that?

And yet, here she was being so easily convinced by one of teammates to give him another chance. And he was accusing her of messing around, when he had no right to even do that at all.

“Fuck.” He sighed as he pulled a U-turn and headed back towards her apartment. He was, once again, swallowing his pride and apologizing, which is something he was going more of now than ever before.

He hoped she was home as he pulled up next to her car and got out. He glanced up at her window, and saw a faint light coming through the curtain. As he made his way up the steps he felt like each of his legs weighed 100 pounds. He hated that he upset her, and that he was again having to apologize for it.

He reached her door and knocked three times. When there was no answer he knocked harder and called out “Hallie?”

“Go away.”

He sighed and leaned his head against the door “I’m sorry okay? Can we talk?”

“No.”

He knocked again, and then again, and then the knock became a loud bang and she was forced to open the door.

“Are you trying to get me evicted?” She seethed at him. She looked annoyed but she didn’t look angry, which was good because had she been angry there would have been no talking to her.

“If it means you have to come out and talk to me then yes. Can I come in?”

“No you can say what you have to out here.”

He sighed and braced a hand on the doorframe “Look I didn’t mean what I sa-“

“That’s a lie. I didn’t realize I wasn’t allowed to have friends.”

“No I just-“

“I don’t wanna hear it.” She snapped “Johnny was trying to talk me out of never speaking to you again, and you say some shit like that to me? I’m done with this.” She made a move to shut the door but he stopped her and took a step inside.

“Get out-“

“No. I’m not getting out. Look.” He huffed “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I just get so crazy when it comes to you. And yeah I’m a total fucking idiot I get it. I’m sorry for what I said, you know I didn’t mean it.”

“It doesn’t matter if you meant it. You said it. That’s what matters. I mean…” she trailed off, and he saw her lip tremble and her eyes get glassy “Do you really think that of me? That I would do something like that?”

“No Hal of course I don’t. I was just being stupid okay? I think your amazing.”

She didn’t look convinced, but stood there arms folded until he said softly “I’m sorry.”

She looked like she wanted to hit him, and he would have deserved it if she had, but instead she simply said “Okay.”

“So…can we hug it out-just a little bit?” He asked opening his arms with a small smile.

“Don’t push your luck-oof.”

“Get over here!” He cut her off, sweeping her into a tight embrace, and knocking her glasses off her nose in the process. He sighed contentedly and closed his eyes, resting his chin on the top of her head.

“Love you Hal.”

“Yeah…I love you too.”

*************

I kind of just wrote this part because it came to me but then I didn’t really have anywhere to put it so I never added it. I wish I had though.

Hallie jumped when the bathroom door banged open, and wiped the shampoo from her eyes.

“Carly?”

“No it’s me.”

“Matty get out!” She screeched, hands flying to cover all her important parts.

“It’s not like you have anything I haven’t seen and besides this is my bathroom .” She heard some fumbling around and the sink turn on momentarily before she peeked around the curtain.

He was standing, shirtless wearing only boxers, hair everywhere while he brushed his teeth. He turned and smiled at her.

“Morning sunshine!” He said. He acted cool about it but he could just faintly see the outline of her body behind the curtain and the boxers he was wearing became acutely uncomfortable.

“Can’t you brush your teeth in the other bathroom?”

“How would I brush my teeth if all my stuff is in here?”

“You could take it and leave.”

“Nah. I like this sink better. And besides Noah and Carly are both in there which means I’m not getting within 10 feet of that door.”

She frowned and slowly moved back behind the curtain. He was quiet for a few seconds before he spit and do spoke again.

“So what’s your plans for the day?”

“Matthew I’m not having a conversation with you while-“

“Me? Nothing much. Lets get lunch later yeah?”

She held back a small laugh and turned it into a cough but heard it anyways “Okay fine we’ll go to lunch. Are you done brushing your teeth?”

She poked her head out to find his toothbrush gone but his face covered in shaving cream now. He turned to her and smiled, razor in his hand.

“Well isn’t this just so domestic.”

***********

I didn’t want to include any kind of details about what happened after the sex in the cabin because I didn’t wanna drag that scene out. I probably should have included this but again, I had too much material.

Hallie woke up the next morning and realized to her horror she was asleep next to Matthew, very few items of clothing between them.

Had she done the unthinkable?

Had she had sex with Matthew?

In cabin with all their friends?

Was she high?

The answer to all of those questions was yes, even maybe the last one. There was no other logical or acceptable answer other than she was high on some serious shit for her to do what she did.

She closed her eyes and let out a long breath, panic bubbling up in the form of bile. She very slowly but effectively inched out from under him without waking him, and painstakingly cracked the door barely wide enough for her to slip through. The house was quiet, which meant no one was up yet and she bolted to her room, closing the door behind her as a tear slipped over her lower eyelid. And then a laugh. And then more tears.

And then she wiped them away because she heard a door open somewhere in the cabin and knew that their friends would be waking up soon. She wasn’t sure how cool she could play it, especially in front of Carly.

She would definitely know something was up. She took a deep breath and stood, changing before she slowly exited her room, peering into the hallways. She didn’t see anyone, and turned to quietly close her door. When she turned back around, Matthew had materialized from nowhere and she jumped.

“Jesus!” She clutched at her heart and looked up at him.

“Where’d you go this morning?” He asked quietly. He looked a little hurt, and Hallie immediately felt bad.

“I just-I went to my room.”

“Why?” When she didn’t answer he spoke again “You regret it don’t you?” He looked crestfallen and Hallie could have started crying right there just looking at his face.

She lifted a hand up to his chest, placing it over his heart “No. of course I don’t. I just don’t feel like it’s anyone’s business what happened last night. At least not right now. I just wanted to keep it between us. That’s all.”

He smiled at her, placing his hand over hers “Last night was amazing. And I-“ but he stopped and cleared his throat “I just want to make sure you felt that way too.”

“It was. But let’s talk about this some other time okay? When it’s just us.”

“Okay.” He smiled and glanced over his should before he leaned down and gave her the sweetest of kisses that made her weak in the knees.

“Come on.” He said “Let’s start breakfast.”

************

This is part of the drive to the cabin, but I didn’t feel like it was significant to the story so it got cut.

“I’m glad this is funny to you.”

“It’s hilarious.”

She and Matthew had been stuck in traffic for almost 45 minutes and she was getting more annoyed with him as the time went on. She wasn’t sure if it was because she was in love with him or wanted to kill him but either way, it was grinding on her nerves and they were practically raw by now.

If she was being honest she was upset more because she didn’t believe him about what had happened the other night. She wanted to, but she didn’t trust him. Although it felt great to be around him again, her guard was up.

“Hallie listen. About-“

“Don’t. Don’t ruin this. We’re having a nice time together, we don’t have to talk about it anymore.”

He looked a little troubled but nodded “Okay. I am sorry though, for what it’s worth.”

“It’s worth a lot. Thank you.”

***********

I had a whole sequence where they had a big fight after the sex in the cabin and they split up but then I felt like since they spent most of the first chapter arguing, that they deserved to be happy and blissed out for a while. So I took it out.

“You know what I think? I think your afraid.”

She glared at him, eyebrows furrowing “Oh yeah? Of what?”

“I think your afraid of the way I make you feel.”

She swallowed and opened her mouth to speak “How you make me feel? You make me feel like I’m losing my fucking mind!” She screamed hands flying up.

“You know what I mean. You can act like you don’t have feelings for me, like this is just about sex but you know that’s a lie.”

“Oh please.”

“Yeah oh please is right. I’m done with this. I can’t take this back and forth anymore. Do you fucking want me or not? It is not that difficult to decide. But I am done with this happening between us. I can’t do it anymore. It’s fucking killing me Hallie. Please.” He sounded desperate as he stood there in her kitchen, eyes pleading with her.

When she didn’t speak he turned and walked angrily towards the door.

“Wait.” He paused, hand on the doorknob and half turned. She was still in the same spot but her hands were down by her sides now.

“Fine.” She said quietly “I’m afraid. I’m terrified.”

His hand fell from the door “But why?”

“Do you really need to ask that question? You know why.”

“I’m not that guy anymore Hallie and you know it. I mean I’m really trying here, and I’ve never done that for anyone before. I mean can you not see that? Can you not see that I want to be with you?”

She sighed and nodded, eyes closing “I know. And I’m sorry. I’m just so-“

“Scared? I know.” He reached for her, pulling her into a long hug “But please just give me a chance. Trust me. Or at least try. Can you do that?”

She nodded against his chest “I can.”

************

I just didn’t want this part. That’s why it wasn’t included.

Hallie bounced off the sofa when she heard a knock at her door and pulled it open, expecting Matthew.

“Hey you-“ but she came face to face with Carly instead, who looked at her confused.

“Excited to see me?” Carly asked.

“Oh Uhm hey what’s up?”

“I was in the neighborhood and I left my bag and jacket here last week so I figured I’d come pick it up.”

“Oh yeah definitely.” Her eyes swiveled over Carly’s shoulder just in time to see Matthew himself turn the corner and freeze when he saw Carly.

“Uh why don’t you come in quick? I’ll grab your stuff.”

She gave him a look and he quickly disappeared back from wherever he came from. She found her jacket, chatted with Carly for a minute and then walked her out the door, hoping to god Matthew had parked around the corner instead of in the lot. She watched Carly leave, holding her breath until she was gone from the parking lot, before she texted him.

Coast is clear

He came in a a few minutes later, looking grim.

“Damn that was close.” He said pulling her in by the waist.

“I know I thought we were caught.” He kissed her deeply, lips moving against hers feverishly.

“Mmmmmm. I missed you today. Coach was riding me at practice and it wasn’t like I could tell him I was slow because I spent all night riding you.”

“Matthew!” She gasped, as his hands drifted under her shirt, brushing against the underwire of her bra.

“What?”

“How’d you like to get back on?”

He pulled back to look at her “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

*************

I forgot I even wrote this part, because it wasn’t saved on the original document.

“Where are we going?” Noah asked as he sat in the passenger seat of the Audi.

“The grocery store, and then I need to get new socks.” Matthew leaned back to get his sunglasses from the backseat when he spotted something.

A pair of pink, lacey underwear that belonged to Hallie were lodged between Noah’s seat and the center consul. He swallowed and glanced at Noah, who seemed not to notice, and very slowly plucked them out and dropped them on the floor of the back, before swatting them under Noah’s seat.

He smirked a little, remembering her frantically searching under the seat just that morning when he met her before she had to work.

While sneaking around wasn’t really practical, it was totally hot. But they had gotten careless. Lost underwear, almost getting caught by Carly. Last week they’d been in the shower together while Noah was knocking on her door, to drop off clothing Carly had for Hallie. He supposed they could only keep this going for so long, but he would as long as she’d allow it.

“What are you doing?” Noah asked beginning to turn to him.

“Nothing nosey, Jesus.”

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That’s all! I hope you enjoyed this! Let me know what you guys think!

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jammer-punk · 5 months

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my best friends’s and my E&H headcanons

some more serious than others

Lilli killed her family in an accident that was somehow her fault, like a manipulated car or broken electrical wires and that’s how she ended up in the monastery. might have been childlike wonder to mess with stuff like that or just evil spirited, maybe even revenge for abuse? i will let you decide. she’s also non-verbal due to autism and social anxieties (the latter was induced my bullying). her full name is Lilli Grimm in reference to Lillegrimm, her dnd character. in my mind, she’s between 9-13 years old so i don’t really have a sexuality headcanon for her.

Edna is an autistic, adhd and bisexual legend. might even say she’s non-binary/doesn’t care about gender or what pronouns people use on her. Harvey is product of her schizophrenic tendencies and intrusive thoughts ^_^

Dr. Marcel is obviously the worst single dad to ever exist. he is allergic to watermelons and hates everything enjoyable, hence why the best thing that his sons have ever enjoyed was grey, unseasoned chicken with mushy vegetables, cooked to death. Alfred was granted good ol’ Maggi, center piece of the Marcel kitchen, and Ruben (the phantom) got actual dog food when he didn’t behave and was locked into the family home’s basement before being banished into the asylum.

Alfred and Ruben did actually have a good relationship growing up, only in the years when Alfred was already dead and Ruben was locked in, his hatred began to grow and grow to be distracted from the grief he was feeling.

Ruben is also a non-binary legend, his early expression of not fitting into the gender binary was also one of the reasons why his father tried to “fix him”. So when he was locked in the asylum’s basement, he chose a genderless being as his persona. based ruben

#none of this is 100% serious just silly headcanons #i love lillis murderous tendencies tbh #and the neurodivergence and gender stuff is obv self projecting #edna and harvey

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sometipsygnostalgic · 10 months

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13 & 25 for the ask game

Hi Madison :D

13. worst blorboficiation

Ahhhhh!!!!

With Adventure Time - it's Finn. Again a lot of people see him as a victim of everything, especially not having a girlfriend, and it's disheartening. I also think, he has an interesting relationship to trauma, and a lot of people want to fit him in the same box as Steven Universe, who has a VERY DIFFERENT relationship to the events of his show. But Finn has actively chosen to embrace his chaotic adventure life, and yes that's messed him up in some ways, but does that really make him different to anyone else in Ooo? I love this world's darkness and how it colours its characters in ways that subvert what we'd expect. I don't see a need to fit it in a normal dramatic storytelling box.

With Spop - Referencing my last post, it's gotta be Hordak and Catra, tied together. Because yes Catra is a sad little meow meow in a lot of fanworks who mean nasty Glimmer is being mean and nasty to, but also, even though it's less common, it feels WAY WORSE when Hordak fans do it. Because, what you'll get is stories where everyone is like "sweet precious hordak" and then they'll turn around and say "DIE CATRA!!!!". It's very clear the authors of such stories are responding to Catra fans that hate Hordak, and have decided to do the exact same thing and make every character hate Catra and be friends with Hordak. I'm thinking of a specific author here. It's really fucked up because Hordak was one of Catra's abusers, and they'll have Adora and Entrapta - two of the most forgiving characters in the series - decide Catra is bad forever and should die. Or, fucking hell, SCORPIA becomes friends with the man who killed her family. Except, wait, the author has decided that he didn't kill Scorpia's family, it's all the fault of Shadow Weaver/King Scorpio/something else because "Hordak would NEVER do something so evil!!1!!!! It'd make him irredeemable!!!!!" Jesus christ, I hate it when people don't understand the richness of the characters they're dealing with!!!

25 - common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing

Adventure Time - above. Finn doesn't need a GF. The end.

She-ra - "The princesses were so mean to Entrapta!!!" - Yes they were mean, yes in many ways there is ableism, but also Entrapta was written to be manic, constantly running into danger without regard for herself and others, and there was no communication between the characters. You know what though? This doesn't mean that we're supposed to leave the episode thinking Mermista is ableist and mean and the princesses are BAD. They have decided to be her friend and they now understand where Entrapta is coming from, and she now understands why everyone was so mad at her.

What frustrates me the most is taht people will see an episode that has some writing flaws and go "these characters are irredeemable monsters" instead of, yknow, confronting the writing problems of the story??? Or, even worse, some people will think the Princesses were RIGHT to yank the girl around because she was being naughty. Why did the shera team think it was OK to have Entrapta be thrown around on a leash twice, and then try to end the story as if it was all a big misunderstanding??? That's a WRITING ISSUE. The she-ra characters aren't real, they don't exist outside of the context of being fictional. The counter-argument here is, "the writing makes the characters", but this is a conversation that needs both of these things to be addressed. People just continue as if it was an OK episode but the characters were mean.

You can either choose to write them better next time or you can give up and claim "Wahhh wahh mermista bad!!!" because one of the episodes she was in was trash.

I think there is a lot of value in Launch in that I related hard to Entrapta's perspective as really wanting to connect to the princesses, but falling short, messing up a lot, and how she ran away upset that she'd never bridge the gap. And how Mermista ran after her, because even after everything Mermista doesn't want her to get hurt or die!!! She cares about her safety and when the princesses see the depth of Entrapta's emotions, when they see she ISN'T going to betray them again, they embrace her as one of their own.

However I recognise that she isn't written nearly as... un-self aware in other episodes. It was a writing choice to have them get mad at her over her neurodivergent characteristics and, i suppose, mental health problems, instead of the whole "killing them with robots" thing. They thought it'd be funny, i guess?

#she ra #spop #adventure time #the whole hand signal scene between mermista and perfuma is the funniest part of that ep #as is bow having a heart attack

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translucent-at-best · 1 month

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Scatter-brained...

I can't find the post about the greatest movie deaths to reblog it, but I just want y'all to know that topping my list is Queenie the dog's death in Crooklyn. Also included is Sonny from The Godfather and Samuel L. Jackson's character in Deep Blue Sea.

Life been life-ing like a motherfucker lately. And while some of it is just happening to me through no fault of my own, there is some of it that's also just me dealing with the consequences of my actions. I'm trying to focus on the things I can control, but it's easier said than done.

Death been death-ing like crazy too. From family to friends to friends who are family... This shit don't make no sense.

I'm 33 now. I haven't had a birthday party since I was 9, but I'm planning a birthday brunch for myself next weekend and I'm excited for it. And grateful that I have people to invite and who I know will show up for me. I'm really out here with chosen family. I came out here knowing no one. I might sound like a broken record at this point, but I'll never stop thanking God for that.

Had to kick my roommate's boyfriend out of the apartment a few weeks ago. I'm still shaken up over it. She told me he's not welcome back until I say he is and I told her I don't know if I'll ever be comfortable with that again (read: I absolutely won't be). She says she understands and that that's a consequence he'll just have to live with... but I'm very aware that although she's saying that now, she may not be so understanding on a May 15th or a July 20th or... you get it. I hope I'm wrong, but if she's shown me anything thus far, it's that I can't always believe what she says.

This same boyfriend showed up unannounced at my place last Sunday night to "apologize." We talked through the call box and that was only long enough for me to say (and repeat several times) that I'm not in a place to accept an apology right now. He kept trying to convince me to talk, asking for "a minute of your time" and saying that he's really a good guy.

First off, anyone who calls themselves a "good" person, I'm wary of. I feel like that's the type of thing other people should tell me about you or that I should clearly be able to see for myself through your actions. Secondly, your solution to getting kicked out of some place is to show up to that place unannounced and try to force the person who wanted you out to accept your apology on your time and terms? Fuck all the way out of here. Thirdly, the lack of self awareness it takes to say you understand why what you did (not listening to us when we told you to leave) was wrong, but then to refuse to listen and leave AGAIN as you try to apologize is mind-boggling. Every time I think about it, I end up even more pissed.

I've been closing all my fitness circles nearly every day this month and I'm really proud of me for that. I even went and worked out on my birthday. Who is she?

The economy is a mess, the current job market is big trash, and the non-profit org I work for has fallen on hard times and informed us that there will be layoffs at the end of this school year. I'm applying and have been applying, but finding the energy to keep doing so is draining in a way I don't think I've experienced before.

And, on top of all that, my sleep schedule has been terrible. I thought it was just a side effect of my period this month, but that thing been gone for a minute and I'm still struggling.

April 13th (the day I promised myself I'd get back on a dating app) came and went. I downloaded an app. I created a profile. I consulted friends about which pictures to post and choose... but them fucking prompts? I know I'm supposed to show off my personality, sell myself, etc. I just ain't got the energy right now...

#scatter-brained #scatter

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georgiapeach30513 · 2 years

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Keys in Your Ignition, Part 8

Summary: Curtis now knows where Steve ran off to

Pairings: Steve Rogers X Tulip!Reader

Rating: mild

Warnings: language, mentions of miscarriage, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 900

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*Chris edit by Nix Akimbo

A/N: Seeing how someone guessed Curtis’ brother’s identity, I decided to properly introduce him. And take a look into Steve and Tulip’s life.

“Who’s that?” Steve asks, finishing up with his shower, he walks in with nothing but gray sweat pants, that sit ridiculously low on his. His tattoos shining with the bit of water left over. “You’re drooling, Tulip,” he says giving you a quick peck, and walking to the front door.

He didn’t know what he was expecting. No one knew where he was, and he liked it that way. Had to change his number, but he kept his old one, just in case of an emergency. It was always the same thing. Always demanding more of him, while all he wanted was to be left alone. He said his piece. He was out. Stripped his cut. He wasn’t even nomad. He just likes an occasional ride with you.

He couldn’t believe that your grandmother had an apartment in this nice of an area that she was willing to sublet to the two of you, and it was definitely in a place that no one would ever look for him.

Opening the door a bit, he stares at the young man, looking like he was raised in money. His Harvard shirt obnoxious to Steve, “Can I help you?”

“Are you Steve Rogers?”

“Who wants to know? You selling something?”

“No,” he shakes his head, “I’m Curtis’ brother.”

“Have a nice day,” he says flatly trying to close the door.

“Wait!” the younger man places a foot in the doorway, and Steve glares at him. “She needs you.”

“Who?”

“Steve, what’s going on?” you ask walking to him. “Who are you?”

“Hayden, I’m Curtis’ little brother.”

“Who needs me?”

“Look, I didn’t ask to get involved. Just to get a message to you. Your sister needs you,” Steve rolls his eyes, shaking his head, attempting to close the door, but you give him a hard stare.

“Is Doll okay?”

“No. She’s drowning in a world that she doesn’t fit in, and that will never accept her.”

“She’s an old lady to the Bastard’s President. I think she’s doing just fine for herself.”

“Steve,” you tut at him. “Hayden, come in. We were about to eat supper.”

“I’m fine. She might be living with the president, but that’s not where she wants to be.”

“Yeah, she’d prefer laying beneath my best friend. She got herself into this mess.”

“She was a fucking kid with Bucky,” Steve’s eyes go wide as he looks at this newcomer. “She was raised by a bunch of old ladies. Is it any surprise that she felt her place was laying underneath one of you? That’s all she knows, and you’re blaming her like it’s her fault. Why do you think she’s with someone Ari’s age? Doesn’t he have a kid who she’s closer to his age? I see what Curtis was talking about. You’re a coward. You could run away so easily, but you left your sister to be devoured by men who don’t see anything past what’s in between her legs. She needs help. And you’re all she’s got.”

“How did you find me?”

“You’re my neighbor, asshole. Have a good evening, ma’am. I see now why Curtis is so concerned for her.”

“He fucking her, too?”

Hayden let’s out an annoyed laugh, “See, even you know that eventually she’ll be used by everyone in that damn club. She’s searching for attention. She needs out.”

Hayden turns to leave, and Steve slowly closes the door. You stand there pissed and flabbergasted at him, “I think it’s about time you start talking about what happened?”

“Doll, she…she got involved with Bucky after high school. Got pregnant, and I guess they lost the baby. She was supposed to be a girl. Doll has always wanted a family. It meant she didn’t have to work at the bar.”

“Oh, the one she’s been working at since she was fifteen? Illegally. It’s amazing she waited until after high school to lose her virginity. It’s a cesspool there. Ari’s had his eyes on her since she turned eighteen. I’m not talking about that. I knew about Bucky. Not the baby though.”

“Can we just eat?” you shake your head no, and start tapping your foot. Crossing your arms on your chest while you glare at him. “I can’t go back.”

“And she can’t stay.”

“Why do I have to take care of her? No one took care of me,” you roll your eyes at him, realizing he doesn’t understand at all.

“Your dad took care of you. Doll had herself and Bucky. He was always more of a brother to her than you were.”

“Yeah, and then he fucking knocked her up. That’s on him.”

“He loves her, Steve! Miscarriages happen, and she had no one. Who was she going to tell that to? You? Your dad? And I’m assuming you just found out? You two need to talk. Neither of you understand each other. But if Curtis is concerned, why aren’t you?”

“If she wants to be…”

“Choose your words carefully, Steven,” you nearly growl at him.

“If she wants to sleep with every member of the club, how is it my fault? Now every time I think about Bucky and her missing a couple of hours, I guess he was just…he was my best friend. And he…do you understand how that feels?”

You sigh, wrapping your arms around him, “And do you know how she feels wanting her baby, and then losing it. Having her crush fall in love with her, and now it’s painful to look at him. I know you’re hurting. But this happened to her and Bucky. Not you. Be empathetic towards her. I expect you to reach out to Curtis, and see what’s going on. Or I withhold sex.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Our dinner is getting cold, Steve. Let’s eat.”

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disneyanddisneyships · 1 year

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@gyubby99 alright alright. You win

Alistar choked on air.

"My-my what?" Alistar asked.

"Your past. Listen. We know you were abused but.... what changed? Like.. why did you become so angry?" Mia asked.

Alistar turned to Rosalyn.

"Go walk with them my love. I'll finish up here," Roslayn stated as she kissed him on the cheek.

Alistar sighed before flicking his head, a sign for Mia and ella to follow him.

They walked for a bit until the got to the gardens.

Alistar sat down underneath a tree.

"I messed up that day," Alistar stated.

"What?" Ella asked.

"The day I called you fat. I messed up. You're not. You're beautiful," Alistar continued.

"What does that have to do with-"

"My mom died a day after that. A dy after you left. She killed herself," Alistar interrupted as he sniffled.

"Oh alistar.... I'm so sorry," Ella stated before she and Mia sat down.

"Ah don't be. Not your fault.... I didn't contact you after that because I was going through some crap. And then when I was done grieving, and even while I wasgrieving, I didn't contact you because emy father wouldn't let me," Alistar explained.

"Wouldn't let you?" Ella asked.

"Ella we all knew he abused me... I just.... never told you how much," Alistar stated.

"What?" Mia asked.

Alistar sighed before lifting up his shirt to reveal scars, from whips, stabs, and any other wound there could be.

Ella's eyes widened.

"He did that to you?" Ella asked, tears in her eyes as Alistar put his shirt down.

"That wasn't the worst of it. He was manipulative. Anything I loved he'd try to burn it to the ground. A-a picture of you? Burned. Anything my mother gave me? Burned. My diary? My music book? Burned," alistar continued.

"Alistar....." mia muttered.

"He manipulated me so much that he made me believe that no one could be trusted. And then he died. He died but the ideals he installed into me didn't. I became the king. And I visited you. And you ran away from me. And when you met elias.... I was still in love with you," Alistar stated.

"You were in love with me?" Ella asked.

"Yes. And when you metElias, my father's words rung in my head. Telling me that I was a fool.that you were a traitor. That no one could love me. And I went crazy. I hurt you. And again I am so sorry," Alistar finished.

Ella and Mia hugged their brother.

When they pulled apart alistar leaned back against the tree..

"I isolated myself for three years before I met Rosalyn. Heh. She came in to fit me for the clothes I'd wear for the anniversary of my mother's death. And we fell in love. We married a year later.. had hope.... and then when we had Asher, things went downhill because... I didn't want to turn out like my father," alistar explained.

"How did things go downhill?" Ella asked.

"I yelled..... got violent.... thankfully I never got to the point of hitting her..... it changed a few days ago when I looked into my kids eyes and saw myself. From the past and present. They looked like I used to look.. and I looked like my father.... and then I turned to my rose.... the way they looked at me.... the way the people I most loved looked at me.... I knew I had to change," alistar finished.

"Thank you for telling us my friend," Ella stated. Alistar smiled.

"Thank you for hearing me out, dove," he replied.

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selfproclaimedunicorn · 9 months

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Girl, chapter ten was so good. All the characters and alliances you added fit so perfectly into the first episode of the show I don’t know how you do it with this many characters. You always create such a immersive atmosphere with all the descriptions of the places, dragons, the food ect.

I love the Royce family so much and I was so glad we saw them together without Daemon throughout this chapter.

Rhaenyra being like “you’re mine, bitch” to Yorick was so fun to read, I think all things considered they have a pretty normal cousin relationship (you know, apart from Nyra feeling like she’s entitled to have him as her male wife).

I felt so much for all the kids in this chapter, I think by creating Yoricks character and making him the age that he is you really managed to draw attention to how fucked up all the relationships in the show are. ( I think the fact that there are literally no male characters that are around the same age as Rhaenyra and Alicent in hotd plays a massive part in how easily the insane age gaps and abusive grooming relationships get overlooked, and even excepted amongst the fans because if you look at the show, there really aren’t any other options for the young female characters that we see . I mean like of course there are, but they are never shown to us and that’s kind of why most people overlook the toxicity of the relationships they form with the older guys in the show) but by adding in Yorrick, the son of Daemon, Viserys’ younger brother and making him the same age as Rhaenyra and Alicent and Leana really shows how messed up those are.

I think it’s so cool how Rhea and Otto and all the other andal lords and lady’s are really good at managing shit and thinking up alliances and just you know using logic and their brains and then there’s like the legendary Targaryens that keep throwing tantrums and just doing whatever.

Yorick finally stepping up to Daemon without holding back was to die for, I loved that part so much.

And Criston being Otto’s emotional support guard was absolutely hilarious

“I apologize that did not go how you expected, my Lord Hand.”

“It is not your fault, Ser Criston. I just…have to try something else.”

*slaps Criston's helmet like the hood of a used car* This baby can fit so much Hightower emotional support in it!

I'm so jazzed you liked this chapter, it was so fun to write! Ella had her time to shine with the Royces in Family Ties, so Yorick needed that too! I want the relationships to be well established & thought out so it hurts more when everyone is sad about various stuff so that it makes sense as I string us along to various points within the show. Like, somebody has to do that.

And yeah. The age of the twins (and Aemon for that matter, because he's only 3 years older than Aegon) really is making so many of the relationships feel even squickier. I initially chose the age I did for the twins because, like, that logically feels like when Daemon & Rhea would have had kids, but it has wound up serving other purposes as well (giving the Velaryon sibs friends who aren't each other, showing how glaring the age gaps are/that these men are all old enough to be their wives' dad, explore early season stuff).

Yorick & Rhaenyra's relationship, in my head at least, is gonna get so fun & I had such a good time laying those foundations. I only hope I can keep to what's in my brain for how complicated that shit is gonna be (less complicated than the au where Rhea didn't panic & betroth him to Shireen, but still complicated). Tbh, all the relationships are gonna get complicated. But I'm looking forward to it because I love having a ridiculous amount of moving parts like large, interconnected casts & bickering nobles. (Especially bickering nobles who have to use their brains instead of throwing toddler tantrums backed up by sentient nukes--not that that can't be fun on occasion--, the contrast is absolutely delightful)

Finally: the confrontation. I was sooooooo hyped for that. Unbelievably, mega hyped. It is setup for the good good later. Punches are getting thrown (hopefully multiple times, I want to fit in at least 2 fights. Somebody besides Yorbert needs to beat that man's ass). My Son Boy has so much pent up anger & frustration (& sure he's making Cannibal better, but that dragon is also making him worse a little bit), that he needed to finally let it out. Thank God he likes picking the correct targets for his pointed "lmao, no one respects you" missiles.

#asks #sotf commentary #fic: sins of the father

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mye-chi · 7 months

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‎‎ ‎‎‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ Assigning Mili Songs ‎ ‎‎ ‎‎‎‎ ‎To Aphverse Characters

i did this for another fandom i'm in ages ago and since mili makes up a fraction of my pheonix drop playlist i was like... why not? its my mental breakdown and i get to choose the music! /ref

Aphmau — Mortal With You

Does it get easier with time for the immortal? If I was born normal If I become normal, can I stay close?

Take my hand Pull me from the dark You're my only treasure History was too stubborn to let me be A regular girl in a regular world Regular thoughts, regular love

while i think summoning 101 is an equally good fit for aphmau based on vibes and her starry-eyed introduction to the world, man do i love mortal with you.

i've really fallen love the concept that aphmau was created for irene to experience mortalhood with her reincarnated friends, and aphmau subsequently rejecting her divinity for the normalcy of being a simple lord in a simple village with her guards and dogs. in the big bang discord there was a discussion about aphmau feeling the pressure of being a goddess to the point where she begins to wear a veil and i just... i think about it so much. aphmau no one gets you like i do.

Garroth — Ga1ahad and Scientific Witchery

The witches can't be loved So bravely I fought They fell and failed My Lady doesn't wilt

No forgiveness for this endless love My goddess never looked at me

KNIGHT BOY GETS THE KNIGHT SONG BABY ❗️❗️❗️💥💥💥

*grips your shoulders* okay so basically ga1ahad and the scientific witchery is about a knight who's dedicated to purging witches in the name of his lady. he's dies and is revived by a witch who creates a new cyborg body for him. though he continues to hate the witch, its revealed that she genuinely loves him, and they both end up killing one another.

and i just think this is such a good representation of esmund's eternal devotion to irene causing his reincarnation to fall inlove with her over and over again. doomed soulmates my beloved.

Laurance — From A Place Of Love

It's hard to describe what I'm feeling at the moment Are you (Uh-huh?) Uhm (Yes?) I mean (You're) In love with me

Now I regret Wish we were dead Before we started feeding on each other Blood is thicker But the drink I prefer is water

i was torn between highlighting this song or bathtub mermaid but honestly i'm not too stoked about the lullaby quality of both songs. i dunno i feel like he deserves something a bit more high energy! something to dance to!

but for what it is i really like from a place of love. innocently falling inlove before being subjected to The Horrors™ and the terrifying wedding imagery ties it all together. werewolf wedding you will always be famous.

Dante — Birthday Kid

In my dreams, you praised me and clapped Then mommy said, "It's alright, there's always next time" "You did your best"

And the only reason I could carry on is thanks to My imaginary children Great-great grandchildren Singing in front of my 100th birthday cake Saying they are glad Saying they are proud Of what I've accomplished in my time It's all but a dream

i think the song speaks for itself but just. god it makes me so sad whenever i apply it to dante. his story and its themes of being abandonment and slowly finding a new family always reduces me to tears.

the slow marching reflecting how dante had to join the guards academy after fleeing his village... being called a "birthday kid" when he has no family to celebrate growing older with... the chorus repeating that it's his fault that they're gone... the only thing keeping him going being the idea of having a large family and actually getting that when he meets aphmau... im a mess.

Katelyn — Iron Lotus

I am fire Burn those who dare to care for me And my fuel are memories, fuel are memories of you They perish with the heat, perish with thе heat

You showed me I still had an umbrella full of love inside me Without you, I could never be So sincerely thank you for everything It pains me to think That my happiness turned out to be one of those fingers that strangled you until you couldn’t breathe

remember the scene in fairy tail where lucy tells her father that she doesn't feel loved because he ignores her even on her birthday? later, after coming back from an island that trapped her seven years without aging her, she finds out that he sent her a gift every year and passed away.

anyway this song gives me such major katelyn/jefforey vibes. burning yourself with flames in order to protect yourself and feeling the grief of someone who cared for you, loved you, dying. the memories of him haunting her because she missed his funeral. garroth ro'meave you will be dealt with

Aaron — Static

You are the light Breaking through the ice, the soil Turn the snow into fields of edelweiss

You taught me what it means to be strong So, I'm not afraid anymore from this moment on Owned up to my mistakes (You cherished my right and wrong) Though you're no longer with me You've given me so much to live on

dont mess with us aaron/lily fans there's like four of us.

for me the song just conjures up the image of aaron having to bury lily and his son in the snow after the village massacre, and flowers blooming from her final resting place. and then carrying memories of with his family with him and he continues to live on because he has to. the angst writes itself man.

Zane — Victim

Isn't it funny? We worship a moon that stole its light from the sun

And the angels sing Surrounding me Put me to sleep Then it dawned on me that all I wanted was An approval that you're never willing to give

i also love string theocracy for zane but holy shit victim. the condescending tone turn desperate, the gothic cathedral vibes, this is so perfect for him.

i just think it reflects his desire to claw out of garroth's shadow so perfectly. the perfect golden child blessed with his father's image scurries off at the first chance, and it's finally zane's turn to recieve adorations from the masses. it's such a good villain song for him im just *bites fist* *bites fist* *bites fist*

#you can really tell which assignments i was passionate about lmao #please listen to mili guys they're one of my favorites bands i adore them #i might. might might might might do more song assignments for different genres but im not sure if anyone's interested in that #( 🍰 ) ⸻ frills thoughts #aphmau

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chaoticstrata · 7 months

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WIP Zaberial

This is something that I had started before writing anything for Aketho. I cleaned up a few things for it, so hopefully, it doesn't read like a mess, lol I'll probably be writing more for Zabe in the future, but they'll be more one-shots than a series. --------------------------------------------------

Zaberial sighed softly as he hunched over his desk, working through the ship’s current supplies and budget. He’d love to punch whoever told him there’d be no paperwork as a smuggler, apparently they didn’t have other mouths to feed on their ship. With the addition of Guss to his crew of misfits, they were in need of more of everything and then some. The Mirialan groaned and leaned back in his chair, running a hand down his face—maybe he could get Akaavi to smack him over the head a few times so he could forget how to do math and then ask someone else to do the budget…

When the door to his quarters opened, he almost jumped for joy. Finally! A distraction from the numbers!

“Captain, there’s a call on the holo for you,” Risha said as she entered the room.

“Oh yeah? Did they happen to say who they were?” Zaberial asked, picking up his coffee to take a sip.

“He said his name was Leland.”

Zaberial choked on his drink.

“Please tell me you’re joking,” he managed to get out between fits of coughs, looking back at her with wide lavender eyes.

Risha looked highly amused as she crossed her arms, hips canting to the left. “I’m not. I’d ask why you look so shocked, but considering the man has your face I’m going to take a wild guess that he's your sibling.”

“Yeah,” the captain replied, making a face. “He’s my twin brother…and I’m pretty sure I know why he’s calling…how pissed off did he sound?”

“On a scale of one to ten? I’d give it an eight,” she replied, raising an eyebrow.

“Fuck me,” Zaberial groaned, running a hand down his face again.

“I can’t help you there. We’ve long since established we are better friends than lovers,” Risha teased, smirking as the captain got up.

“Har har,” he grumbled, walking past her towards the common area. He put on his best smile as he stepped up to the holoterminal. “Lee, big bro, what an unexpected surprise! How have you been?”

“Don’t even with me right now, Zabe,” growled an older Mirialan, the deep baritone of his voice echoing around the commons. “Why in the hell do you have a hundred million credit bounty on your head? By Rogun the fucking Butcher of all people!”

“And here I thought it was from Rogun the Cuddler of Kittens, thanks for clearing that up,” Zaberial quipped. He winced when his brother crossed his arms and glared at him further. “Look, I can explain,” he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck, “Believe it or not it wasn't my fault…for once.”

“Oh, this oughta be rich,” Leland said, gesturing with his hand for the younger man to continue, “Let’s hear it.”

“Right. So, I had this gun run to Ord Mantell….” the smuggler started, detailing his failed delivery to Vidu and how his ship was stolen by the slimebag Skavak. He followed it up with the other wild deliveries he made for Risha before concluding with meeting Nok Drayen and finding the old gangster’s lost treasure. By the time he finished his brother was rubbing the bridge of his nose.

“That’s pretty much it in regards to Rogun,” Zaberial said, shifting from foot to foot as he waited for his brother to respond.

“I can’t believe you lost Pop’s ship,” was the first thing out of Leland's mouth.

Behind him he could hear Risha snicker while he saw Corso try to hold in laughter. Zaberial glared at them both before turning back to his brother.

“Ok, one, it’s my ship—I bought it off of Mom and Pop when they retired. In full, I might add,” he growled, “Two, I didn’t lose the ship, it was stolen. And not only did I get it back, I made that thieving scum sucker pay, thank you very much. And three, that is what you took away from that whole story? Really!?”

His brother just smirked and shrugged.

“You ass. If I did that to you when you told me about winning the Great Hunt you’d have thrown a hissy fit,” the captain scoffed.

“No, I wouldn’t have.”

Zaberial couldn’t help but smirk at the offended tone in his brother’s voice. “Uh huh, sure. That pout says otherwise.”

“I am not pouting,” Leland argued.

“Tell that to your lower lip,” Zaberial snickered.

“You’re seeing things,” his brother growled, waving the captain’s comment away.

“Uh huh, right, sure,” he said before raising his voice so the young slicer he knew was there could hear him. “Hey Mako, I’m not seeing things, right? Leland’s pouting?”

“He’s pouting,” she confirmed from off holo.

“Mako!”

“Ha! You’re the best!” the captain cackled before addressing Leland again, “Please tell me Mom and Pop have adopted her already.”

“They’re working on it,” Leland said in all seriousness, “They’re still trying to convince her to let them.”

“She should!” Zaberial said in encouragement.

“I still don’t see why they would want to,” Mako said as she stepped into frame. “I’m no one special.”

“You kidding!? You’re a gem, Mako,” the captain said with a wide grin. “Besides, I always wanted a little sister I could team up with against Leland.”

The bounty hunter sighed and shook his head, “And suddenly I’m starting to have second thoughts about this—one younger sibling is bad enough.”

“It’s not like that would stop us from teaming up on you,” the slicer pointed out.

“True, it would just be official,” Zaberial tacked on, snickering when the older man had a very ‘done with it all’ look on his face.

#strata wip #swtor #swtor fanfiction #swtor smuggler #bounty hunter #zaberial #leland

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a-student-out-of-time · 1 year

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Hibiki?

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...Mom?

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...You’re right, of course. And you know what the biggest lesson I’ve learned from all this is?

Kanade and I...we were nothing but bad influences on each other.

“Yeah, sure, I still thought of her as family the entire time. She was the only one who was really around me, who tried to help me through the worst times.”

“I know all of that was a lie now. It always was, and everyone else suffered for it. My friends, my family, my teachers, my colleagues, everyone who was close to me.”

“Even when I thought things were normal, I still treated her like trash. I still bullied her, mocked her, harassed her, humiliated her in front of people. Because, yeah, I did think she was better than me at everything. She clearly thought so too.”

“I know nothing I could’ve done would’ve ever changed her. Still, that doesn’t change the fact that I was always bitter that she was better than me at everything, and she clearly didn’t have a problem with that. She liked me being dependent on her, even if I know she hated the fact that I wouldn’t love only her.”

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It was all just a huge mess...and part of me can’t help feeling responsible for a lot of it.

I guess I just convinced myself that, if she didn’t remember being like that, things would be better. But it hasn’t fixed anything at all. Sure, she helped us save Hiroshima-san, but other than that...

...You’re right. I think I just wanted to believe that, by being a better sister, maybe I could make things better.

Instead...all I did was make you hate me because, yeah, I couldn’t get over my own stupid co-dependence and guilt.

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...Please don’t say that, cuz it’s not true. I don’t hate you.

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But, I-

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It’s not that you made me see her all the time, that’s not it...

What I hate, more than anything, is what she did to you. She hurt you worst of all. Like I said, she was trying to break you down and make you into a puppet. I don’t just hate her because she’s a killer, but because...she hurt you that much and you kept making excuses for her.

You don’t have to keep feeling guilty and responsible for all the things she did. It’s okay to say it was all her fault, and be angry at her and hate her.

You...don’t have to keep making everything in your life about what happened with her. I just...want you to move on and be happy.

Maybe you were bad influences on each other, and that’s why you need to move on. She’s not your family anymore, but I am.

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...Am I even fit to be a mother, after all this?

If you have to ask, then you’re already better than plenty of the people you’ve met by now.

Huh?

Sayuri-chan, I know you must be angry, and I really don’t blame you at all.

I knew that keeping her around was going to cause us all kinds of problems.

But, I also understand why she did it. I was there too, and it took me a long time to accept that what happens with my sister is her own fault, not mine. Your mother...she hasn’t had very much time to accept that just yet.

But she’s trying her hardest. Your father is too, he’s trying everything he can to try and make things better for everyone.

Sometimes they make big mistakes...but I know that their hearts are always in the right place.

And you can be sure that, from now on, your mom’s gonna change for the better. She’s going to fix all of this, however she can.

...Yeah. Whatever I have to do to make things right, I will.

#danganronpa #sdra2 #super danganronpa another 2 #nwpm #neo world program monitor #sayuri otonokoji #hibiki otonokoji #keiko hinata #a student out of time #DR #The Price of Fate arc

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