#snippets

[dollsuguru]

wip for the geto sensei fic i’m writing

#this one really. is so beloved to me #he doesn’t defect & murder an entire village… he just… leaves #i have a whole plan for this but this part is when they’re all in high school! #i’m having fun writing this hehe :3 it’s an old wip that i’m reworking into a new story :D #personal #snippets

[poisonheadcrabsalesman]

Four Letter Word - Linda 058 (wip)

Hey remember that thing about halo characters and Love? Here's a look at Linda's chapter

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There's a comfortableness in being in her team's orbit. The surety of something more than just back-up. The not-quite-family patch-worked together with scars and sutures. A state of being in perfect harmony with one another. Body and mind trained to be complimentary instruments in an orchestra. Breathe in, shot, breathe out. The familiar focus of overwatch and the pleased warmth of a job well done. Do your part well and everyone comes home.

Teams are well-maintained weapons. Weapons are all there are between you and annihilation. Tools to be used, to complete missions, to perform actions. There will be a box for her at the end of this game, if she makes it that long. Words made things complicated. but Linda knew her truth. They call her zen, but she is clearheaded and bright eyed. She knows her reality and with Nornfang she creates a reality where her team-family-siblings-numbers come home-back-to-base-beside her.

Words or actions, she knows which one she's relying on. Words are used to describe her, talk over her, try to make her fit into a box that chafes and smothers, but actions are her own. Actions are shots taken, signs given, and a bell rung for the last time.

To fall under her scope is to be loved, in some way. And then to be changed. Linda 058 is the lone wolf, the sniper without a spotter. She is a guardian angel and a whisper on the wind.

Words are promises and the universe doesn't always let you keep them. John tries so hard to keep them and he often succeeds, but Linda doesn't feel the warmth-affection-fear-pride-worry for him for that. She cares her brother and her team for many reasons, some complicated and some not at all. The words don't matter. Actions do. Her team matters because they're real and breathing and standing alongside her, they have her back and count on her to have theirs.

They're alive and real and not a fading memory of a burning Reach or a woman with red hair and her nose making promises the universe didn't allow.

#my writing #Linda 058 #snippets #yes i am juggling many projects do not be afraid #check out the other chapters linked above #there will be more later

[asimmutableasgravity]

“Have fun sweating onto her, I’ll–” He’s knocked back with an oomph into the ground. 

 “Stay down.” Buck looks down at him, and he feels blood rush fucking everywhere. 

There’s a foot on his chest, and Buck looks like the sun, fiery and hot and making Bucky sweat. He must look like a deer in headlights, like a fighter at 12:00 on his nose. He’s completely paralysed, but Buck i’s smiling, fucking bastard, and oh my God, he’s going to have a massive problem on the front yard. The neighbours’ are going to call the cops on him. 

He uselessly swats at Buck’s leg. 

Buck relents, and whistles as he walks back into the house. Bucky turns over and presses his face into the soil. Maybe if he tries hard enough, it’ll swallow him whole. 

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buck, bucky and grass.

or today, minnie found out grass meant submission and had to do smth about that

#mota #clegan #masters of the air #buck x bucky #john bucky egan #gale buck cleven #gale cleven #john egan #i literally have one free day this week #RAHHH #snippets

[light-koe-pinsky]

we find our lovey dovey couple in the middle of a reconciliation 

#bugs bunny #daffy duck #I was in a mood #thank god they exist #lol #baffy #looney tunes #my art #happy pride folks #i cant believe i have a popular Tumblr post on tumblr dot com #if its from me it had to be daffy lol #i shoulda known #snippets

[samandcolbyownme]

hey can you do one where like y/n does only fans and colby finds out about it?

Warnings: strong language, onlyfans star!reader, friends to lovers

New series called Snippets. I will write a little for each request and then keep them all together so I can come back later and use them to write a full one shot. Hope that makes sense! Thank you!

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Colby sounded different on the phone, he didn’t tell you anything was wrong, but you could tell there was something bothering him.

You liked Colby.

A lot.

The one thing that’s been holding you back from telling him about said feelings, is mainly your onlyfans page. You were sure whether or not Colby would be okay with that, and to be honest, you pay your bills with that money.

You wanted Colby, yes. But you weren’t sure if he wanted someone that has shown their tits for money.

After an hour and a half of taking pictures in different colored lingerie for your page, you wrapped it up at the perfect time because you hear the front door open and close with a powerful shove.

You shove your tripod in your closet and the lingerie at the bottom of your bottom dresser drawer and turn around just as there’s a knock on your door.

“Come in.”

The door opens and Colby walks in, “Hey.”

You give him a smile, “What’s up, Colbs?” Your smile fades when he doesn’t look at you for a few seconds, “Colby?”

His words shocked you, “Do you do porn?”

You blink a few times, “um. I mean yes and no.”

“What do you mean yes and no?” He turns towards you, “Do you just go through guys? Like what? how does that work?”

You hold up your hand, “Whoa, back it the hell up. What is your deal?”

Colby sighs, “My deal, is that you do porn and you never told me?”

You laugh slightly, mainly trying to cover up your nervousness, “Colby it’s not straight porn. Okay? I do OnlyFans. I don’t do anything nude. Well..”

He looks at you, “What do you do?”

You grab your laptop and bring it towards you. You get in, clicking around until you pull up your page, “Here. Look. The only really bad thing is that I show my boobs. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it.”

He walks over, sitting down beside you as he takes your laptop. You can tell there’s a positive change to his demeanor and you bite your lip, “So.. who told?”

Colby laughs, “well.. actually.” He looks over at you, “one of Sam’s buddies sent him a screen shot and asked if it was you.”

He looks back at the computer screen and scrolls down, “It was this picture actually.” He point to the screen and you purse your lips, “That was a money post.”

“What’s that mean?” Colby looks at you and you can’t help but giggle, “It means.. you have to pay to see the photo.. and who ever sent that to Sam.. paid to see it.”

“So, they’re subscribed to you?” Colby asks and you nod, “or someone else he knows is?” You shrug, “I’m not sure, Colby.”

He just stares at you, “Huh.” He jocks his jaw and nods, “Mm. Okay.”

“So what? Are you like mad at me? Not friends anymore?” You purse your lips, “Like does this make you look at me different?”

Colby shakes his head, “Not really. Well.. I mean, okay. Yeah I see you differently now, but like..” he scratches his brow, “Why didn’t you just tell me?”

“I didn’t want to tell you because I wasn’t sure how you’d feel about it and I didn’t want to risk ruining our friendship.”

Colby chuckles, “Ruined?” He shake his head, “No. not at all. As I said. Different.. a hundred percent.”

“Different?” You ask as you tilt your head and he nods, “Oh yeah. You’re so much hotter than I originally thought.”

You can feel your cheeks growing warm and Colby’s next question didn’t help any matters, “So how do you feel about potentially doing porn?”

Fuck, you think, “Um. I mean..” you laugh slightly and look down before looking at Colby, “Maybe if it was someone I was comfortable with?”

You nod, Colby heavy on your mind, “Yeah. I think I could do it.”

A smirk grows on his lips as he slowly leans in, giving a nod to the right with his head, “Go get those pretty little outfits, because we’re about to be making you bank, baby.”

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[kraken17]

Eugene: Can I ask your advice for something personal?

Wednesday: Of course you can ask for it, whether I can dispense it is another story.

Eugene: What is the best way to a girl's heart?

Wednesday: Through the rib cage.

Enid: Weds, I don't think that...

Wednesday: The sternum may give you trouble but it's nothing that can't be overcome.

Enid: Wednesday, seriously, I don't think Eugene was asking about... [looks at Eugene] Are you taking fucking notes!?

#wednesday addams #enid sinclair #wenclair #wenclair fic #wenclair fanfic #snippet #snippets #eugene otinger #wednesday netflix #wednesday

[sokkas-first-fangirl]

If you’re still taking prompts, how about Eda taking bets with the other Owl House parents on which kids will be proposing first?

"Willow," Darius said, like it should have been obvious. "Of course it'll be Willow."

"You're betting against our son?" Camila demanded, eyebrows raised.

"Yes," Darius said.

Alador nodded. "Yeah, my money's on Willow," he said.

Camila threw her hands up. "Am I the only one who has any faith in him!?" Camila vs Hunter's sort-of-dad and sort-of-step-dad; it wasn't a battle of wills that Eda expected, but it was one she enjoyed watching.

"I agree," Perry said. "I'd say Willow."

Raine looked contemplative. They hummed, tapping a rhythm on the table, but didn't offer a side yet.

"Actually, I side with Camila," Lilith said slowly. She looked like she was thinking hard. Weighing the pros and cons would be Eda's bet. "Hunter is shyer than Willow, but he loves her dearly and he's brave. He can be very determined. I can see him proposing."

Darius and Alador exchanged dubious glances. Camila smiled smugly.

"Well, what about Luz and Amity?" Raine asked, tapping their chin.

"Luz," Camila and Eda said.

"Amity," Lilith said.

"Honestly, considering their track record, I expect them both to propose on the same day," Alador said with a shrug. "Or they'll try to anyway. Hopefully without Hooty's involvement this time."

"Is something wrong with Hootsifer?" Lilith demanded.

"You don't want me to answer that."

"Okay," Darius cut in quickly. "What about Gus and Matt?"

Perry snorted. "They'll need to actually date first," he said. "And my hair will be entirely grey by the time those boys sort themselves out. They're both painfully oblivious."

"Are they still calling it a rivalry?" Camila asked sympathetically.

"Unfortunately," Perry sighed.

Alador snorted into his apple blood. Eda gave him and Darius her most shit-eating grin.

"Yeah," Darius sighed. "We'll all be waiting a while on those two."

#answers #asks #old hexsquad #hagsquad #aladarius #raeda #huntlow #lumity #gustholomule #prompts #the owl house #toh fanfic #my writing #snippets #eda clawthorne #camila noceda #lilith clawthorne #alador blight #darius deamonne #raine whispers #perry porter

[piratefishmama]

Eddie doesn't know he means it that way until Steve takes it that way.

The "God, i love you" that just slipped out one morning during a particularly heavenly breakfast of syrupy homemade pancakes after nightmares had driven them to an impromptu sleepover at Steve's McMansion.

He doesn't know he means it that way until Steve and his gigantic, beautiful, bulldozer of a heart takes it that way.

Until Steve's syrup sweet lips are on his and everything just kind of slots into place that yeah. Yeah he meant it that way. He'd always mean it that way. He'd be a complete fucking idiot if he didn't mean it that way.

Would it have been nice to be dating him first? Absolutely. But then Eddie's never done anything the right way round, has he?

#steddie #snippets #they werent even dating okay #they werent even TALKING about dating

[gotstabbedbyapen]

I love Jay's writing so much 🤣

#epic the musical #epic the circe saga #odysseus #hermes #done for #snippets #songs #youtube

[varpusvaras]

Beru found out about their new neighbour on a one pretty unremarkable day.

Owen was out that afternoon, gone to recycle some of the old machinery parts they had left after one of their perimeter sensors had finally been worn down by the increased storms. The desert was calm that day, thankfully, as Luke had started to become very restless from not getting to go outside in days.

Perhaps Beru should've realised that such restlessness was going to make Luke forget their usual rules, in his haste to get out of the house, as all of a sudden she noticed that the immediate area around the house was uncharacteristically quiet, and not full of noises made by little boy playing space battles.

She didn't, however, get too far in her searches, when there was a tall shadow casted onto the sand right next to hers.

"Excuse me-" The man didn't even get to finish what he was saying, when Beru had already reacher for the prybar in the toolbox and turned around, gripping it tightly and ready to strike.

The Suns were partially behind the man, obscuring his features momentarily from her. She was tall and broad-shouldered, standing straight with his head held high even in the heat of the day. On his arms he held Luke, who had his arms around the man's neck in a relaxed, loose grip.

That made her loosen up her grip from the prybar just a little. Luke had the gift of knowing when to trust people, even if sometimes that trust overextended itself a little. The man's hold of Luke was, however, also relaxed, which made him a bit more trustworthy to Beru.

The man bend down and placed Luke onto the ground, and by doing so, he gave his face enough shadow for Beru to see him better.

He looked young, if a bit weathered, with some lines already forming on his face, though Beru could tell that they were in places that usually got creased up when someone was constantly concerned about something. There was a long scar running down the side of his face, showing up starkly as the skin around it had tanned more recently. It was the thing that told Beru that the man had not spent too much time on the desert yet, despite his clothes having already been weathered as well, and his footing being even enough on the sand. His dark, curly hair looked like it had only now started to grow out of a very well-maintained shorter cut. Another sign of him being a newcomer.

Still, there was something familiar in him, something Beru couldn't quite place, and she wasn't quite sure if that should've made her relax more or be more suspicious of him.

The man looked at her. His dark eyes were just as weathered as the rest of him, but still kind.

Beru made her decision. She lowered the prybar, and let go of it with her other hand, grabbing at Luke instead.

The man's shoulders lowered a bit as well.

"Excuse me", he said. "I saw your nephew had gotten a bit far away from the house."

Beru looked down at Luke. He looked up at her, and gave her a bit of a sheepish smile.

"Yes", Beru said, and looked back up at the man. "Thank you."

The man nodded.

"No problem at all", he said to her, and then turned to speak to Luke. "Stay where you're supposed to. The desert is a dangerous place."

"But you were there by yourself as well", Luke piped up, not able to resist the urge to talk back just a little.

The man smiled at him. Beru though he had a rather nice smile, even if it was worn down as well. She wondered what kind of hardships he had gone through, out there in the Galaxy, to seem like he had been sanded down by a multiple of storms already.

"I've seen a lot of places that are worse than this, kid", the man said. "I'll be just fine."

He then nodded his head again at Beru, lifted the back of the dark blue cape he had draped over his shoulders over his head, turned around and walked into the desert without another word.

Beru watched him go, ever so slightly confused about the whole interaction. She only moved his eyes away when Luke tugged at her hand.

"Did you know him?" He asked. "I've never seen him before. Not here or in town."

Beru shook her head.

"No", she said. "Did he say anything to you?"

She had not had the mind to even ask the man his name. She looked back out in the desert. He had already disappeared somewhere beyond the dunes.

Luke shook his head.

"He did know you are my aunt", he said. "And not my mom."

True, Beru realised. He had called Luke her nephew, without any introductions.

She decided not to be too alarmed about that. There weren't a lot of people who lived in the area. Chances were that the man had just heard about them already, and remembered who lived in the house.

Still. Not a lot people lived in the area, and even less had any business around there either. On top of that, even though she was more than sure that she had never seen the man before, Beru thought he had looked awfully familiar in some way.

"He seemed nice", Luke said. "He felt nice."

"If you say so, my little sun", Beru said. "Your feelings are often very precise."

She decided not to tell Owen about the man that evening. He would've just gotten unnecessarily worried about it.

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Beru saw a dark blue cape in the corner of her eye.

When she turned, it wasn't the man from the desert, even if she was sure it was the same cape, with the tattered edges and faded shoulders.

She did know the man wearing it, though. Ben seemed to feel her eyes on him, as he also turned to look at her, and very briefly nodded at her before he went back to dealing with a customer.

Beru thought about it as she went on her business, and she walked back by Ben's stall as she came back.

Ben was already packing up by then, and Beru saw that he had also made purchases, as he was tying some wares that Beru didn't believe he had brought all the way from his house to the town. At the top were a new bedroll, and a pair of boots that even from afar looked too big for Ben's feet.

Beru smiled, before turning away. It really seemed like Ben wasn't alone anymore. That was good.

#idk just wanted to write something about desert husbands #a hot new bombshell has just entered the desert #sw #tcw #my writing #snippets #beru whitesun #commander cody #luke skywalker #obi wan kenobi #codywan #desert husbands #post order 66 au

[bavariansugarcookie]

By the time Jason realized he was down bad for Tim it was already too late.

It was a typical patrol – Poison Ivy had been spotted in the business district, so they spent a couple hours clearing out a particularly nasty batch of carnivorous plants.

Personally, Jason would have been fine with a bunch of C-suite execs getting eaten, but he knew they would just take a work from home day and leave the interns to fight off the giant mutant plants.

He pulled up the last carnivorous seedling, holding it gingerly so it wouldn’t nip at his fingers. He turned to Tim to see if he wanted a new office plant – it might be helpful for the suck-ups at WE – when he saw Tim pull a granola bar out of his boot, unwrap it, and take a bite.

“What are you doing?” Jason asked and Tim looked up, like a deer in the headlights, if the deer had a mouthful of granola bar.

“I’m eating a granola bar,” Tim said with his mouth full, and Jason felt his eye twitch.

“It was in your boot.”

“It was wrapped!” Tim protested. “And I didn’t have room in my utility belt.”

Jason suddenly vividly imagined Tim reaching into his belt for batarang and whipping a granola bar into some goon’s face instead. “Doesn’t the suit have pockets?”

Tim gestured at the red spandex. “Where would I put one?” he asked, and that was – fair. Jason was all-too-aware of the way Tim’s suit left nothing to the imagination. “Can I eat my granola bar now, before my blood sugar tanks?”

Jason squinted, and sure enough, Tim’s hands were shaking a little. “Alfred’s been pestering me about eating before I’m about to pass out,” Tim grumbled.

“I have a better idea, little birdy,” he said. “Let’s get you some protein.”

“It has almonds!” Tim protested again and Jason shook his head.

“You just burned at least a thousand calories and that tiny bar is gonna fill you up for about ten seconds. Come on.”

And that’s how Jason ended up sitting on a rooftop eating chili dogs with Tim, like it was normal to hang out without a case or a debrief.

Tim closed his eyes and moaned at the first bite and Jason blushed, staring at his chili dog. Luckily Tim was too busy eating to notice – he proceeded to eat three chili dogs so fast that Jason wondered when the last time he had a real meal was.

Tim smiled at him, an errant smudge of chili on his lip and Jason felt his cheeks flush. Fuck.

He should’ve known better, but it was too late now. Now he kept beef jerky in the pockets of his leather jacket and took Tim out for chili dogs, or pizza, or the halal carts life-changing gyro after patrols. 

It was embarrassing. Jason was too old for a stupid crush on the one person who had the most reasons to hate his fucking guts.

That didn’t stop him from giving Tim a knife “because that’s what you hide in your boot, Tim,” trying to ignore the swell of satisfaction in his chest when Tim laughed and tucked the knife into his boot. 

“Do I even want to know how many knives you’re hiding?” he teased and Jason winked.

“More than you could ever find, baby bird.” Tim laughed again and Jason pulled a switchblade out of (one of) his secret pockets, twirling it around while Tim watched, his mouth curving up in a small, fond smile.

#snippets #jaytim #batfam #my writing #the google doc is called chili dogs & knives as a love language lol

[aliferous-ly]

ranchers au of the story of a woman who'll marry whoever can get the key off her cats neck

except it's tango, who is a magician of sorts so he's highly sought after, so he comes up with this test of whoever can get the key he'll marry. people start setting traps and whatnot. most of them tango avoids with ease, but he gets caught in one. depressed, he waits for the inevitable downfall.

only, the person who finds him isnt the one who set the trap. a man finds him, and, aghast at the sight, let's tango go. later in town as jimmy recounts this happenstance everyone around him angrily tells him off because he's squandered this perfect opportunity, and this is how Jimmy finds out about the contest.

he thinks the contest is rather upsetting, because how could someone set the whole town against a poor cat like that?

jimmy takes it upon himself to take care of the cat. he listens as people brag about traps so he can find them and dismantle them. he leaves food and fresh water out when he can, and sets up a small shelter for when it rains. he can't imagine that the cat will use it, with it looking so obviously like a trap, but he sets it up anyway.

he gets a rather negative reputation in town because of this. but instead of backing down, jimmy instead snaps back about what kind of person tango must be, to pit the whole town against an innocent animal! because of the pushback from the townspeople he gets rather righteous about his position.

his opinion is cemented further as the cat slowly learns to trust him. sometimes Jimmy rants to the cat about his neglectful and cruel owner.

time passes. many people in town give up on their endeavors. they set traps, but can't afford to check them frequently. they're too busy working. jimmy gains the cats trust and the cat hides in the shelter he built it. eventually, the cat even walks into his home.

jimmy all but adopts this cat, at this point. he feeds it, cares for it, makes sure it's safe during storms and warm on cold nights. the cat hangs around him all the time, the key dangling from its neck. it's startling, the first time the cat jumps on his lap, but jimmy rewards this trust with lots of pets and nothing else.

the cat grows bolder. it bumps it's forehead against jimmy's hand, curls up on jimmy's lap, and yowls for food at the crack of dawn. it leaves the house but never for longer than a day, always returning with an expectant gaze.

Jimmy tries to ignore the key but he grows restless. this tango guy hasn't even asked about his cat, and Jimmy's been caring for it for ages! He knows the key is to tangos house and is only for the winning suitor, but after the weather turns cold and jimmy despairs about how the cat would survive in such extreme weather without help, he takes the key and stomps up to tangos house to give him a piece of his mind.

it's a long, winding path. The cat follows him the whole way, which is odd, since the cat usually only follows Jimmy when he's safe at home. jimmy reaches the house and he knocks first, he has manners, but after no answer he unlocks it and storms in.

only, the whole place is empty. it's clean, someone clearly lives here, but there's nobody home. jimmy deflates. the cat jumps on a large cushioned chair and stares at him.

jimmy slumps over to the cat and pets it, mumbling about what to do next. he does one final sweep of the house (in jimmy's opinion, if tango wanted privacy he wouldnt have put his key on a cat!). and when he turns back to the cat, hands on his hips and ready to announce failure, his cat isn't... there. in it's place is a man with fiery red hair and a smirk firmly upon his lips.

jimmy has his moments of foolishness but he's not dense. he makes the connection. he realizes, and gapes at the man -- at tango, who's been the cat all along.

tango teases him about marriage and jimmy flusters. the two of them finally get to know each other outside of the contest and tango is firm in his reward, announcing it to the townspeople (many of which are furious at Jimmy, loudest anti-tango spokesman around, being the winner).

and jimmy and tango fall in love and live happily ever after the end.

and yes, jimmy is incredibly embarrassed about unknowingly insulting tango to his face. tango, for his part, found it hilarious and it actually endeared him to jimmy, since jimmy was so furious on the cat's behalf.

#team rancher #solidaritek #something i would love to write a full on fic for. alas #snippets #please dont write this idea!! i might write it eventually :] #if u wanna do the general au of the cat + marriage + whatever then ofc go for it but just not. this exact plot #ty #trafficshipping #trafficblr

[light-koe-pinsky]

Thats a strange egg

"y si te parece que yo estoy enamorado tuyo, eso es un invento intuyo, no des credito al murmullo ♪"

#baffy #looney tunes #bugs bunny #daffy duck #snippets

[samandcolbyownme]

Could you do a Colby brock x reader smut where he makes the reader squirt for the first time and she gets a little embarrassed

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, squirting, fingering, filth

Enjoy!

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“Fuck. Fuck.” You screamed out, tossing your head back as you back arched off the bed.

“Come on, baby. You’re so close.” Colby says softly while three of his fingers are thrusting in and out of you, “So close.”

You can feel the build up at its peak, point of breaking through.

Colby leans down, planting kisses on your chest before lifting it and pressing a sloppy kiss to your lips. You let out a groan against them, squeezing his fingers hard.

You fist the sheets, letting out a pleasured scream, “Fuck. Fuck.”

Colby slips his fingers out and rubs vigorously over your clit. You look down, seeing droplets from your soaked core fly around before Colby fingers come to a complete stop.

Your eyes move to his, cheeks burning hotter by the second. It felt like an hour of awkward silence went by before you sputtered out, “I’m.. fu-ck..”

Your breathing still rapid, “I’m so s-sorry.. I-I di-didnt even..”

Colby scoffs, stopping you from you nervous ramble, “Sorry?” His jaw goes slightly slack as he shakes his head and leans down, face inches from hours, “That.. was hot as fuck, baby.”

You feel his hand move between your legs, his fingers pressing to your sensitive clit, “I’m getting you to do that again.”

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[kraken17]

Wednesday: I have grown... accustomed to you. I'd like to keep growing accustomed to you for the rest of my woeful existence.

Enid: [Looks up, having been immersed in editing a tiktok vid] Huh? You were saying something Wednesday?

Wednesday: …

Wednesday: No [smiles faintly] Nothing at all.

#wednesday addams #enid sinclair #wenclair #wenclair fic #wednesday netflix #wednesday #wenid #snippets

[anathemafiction]

Do the ROs believe it’s better tho have loved and lost, or to have never loved at all?

I'll answer these in the event of Romanus' death.

To have loved and lost: Hadrian, Lance, Alain, The Pirate King

To have never loved at all: Rafael, Alessa, Neia, Vallen, Ysabella

This is what they believe, not necessarily what's better for them. Rafael and Ysabella would be so devasted by your loss that they'd curse the pain in despair, not realizing, then, that the agony of the moment is simply love left adrift.

Alessa, Neia, and Vallen would be changed by the loss — and not for the better. I honestly fear the kind of people they'd each become.

The others are more emotionally mature. Hadrian would be brought to his knees, but he'd treasure the memories as sacredly as he treasures his cross. Your love would have changed Alain and Lance enough that they would never want to go back — it would be a disservice to you. How can they regret you when you've made them so much better?

And the Pirate is used to loss. You would be a treasured scar he'd wear close to his heart, always hurting but, sometimes, singing too. He'd carry you with him to wherever the sea takes him, knowing that death is never far away. You're waiting in the limbo. The Pirate knows he'll soon join his peach: and you'll find each other in the next life.

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