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miloformula123fan · 1 month

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Could you do fic for Toto Wolff with wife reader? He opted to hold her hand during the celebration of the Merc's double podium because there were too many people. "Move through the crowd while holding hands so as to not lose one another – and not letting go afterwards". Just something fluff and comfort. Add something if it's not right. Tag me later!! Thanks :)))

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toto wolff x wife!reader

“AND THAT IS A MERCEDES 1-2 TO THROW THIS CHAMPIONSHIP WIDE OPEN AT THE SAUDI ARABIAN GRAND PRIX AND 3 YEARS AFTER WINNING HIS LAST GRAND PRIX HERE, LEWIS HAMILTON HAS WON HIS 104TH CAREER VICTORY AND WHAT A WAY TO DO IT IN HIS LAST SEASON WITH MERCEDES.”

The rest of Crofty’s speech was drowned out by the cheers of the garage around Y/N as the team who had gone so long without winning, especially Lewis’ side of the garage cheered and yelled and as the pit mechanics came back from where they’d been on the fence yelling and contributed to more noise.

Y/N felt a little overwhelmed. She hadn’t really been in the garage since 2021, due to her husband’s tensions during the year and her wish to continue to just focus on her own career. She tried to insist she was the team’s bad luck charm after Abu Dhabi, until people had pointed out that she’d also been there during the dominant 2020 season. And as she had spent 2022 and 2023, which also were not great years for Mercedes, she’d agreed to do a lot more of her work remotely and come to the grand prixs. She insisted that she was bad luck at the first grand prix, and Toto had basically dragged her along to Saudi.

Maybe she was their good luck charm, she thought, as the garage exploded when Max and Sergio had crashed into each other, making both the red bulls retire. The Ferrari’s had been having problems all weekend but no one truly hoped even when they were sitting in a 1-2.

At least until they’d crossed the line. And then they’d had hope. And then the celebrations had begun. Someone had already found champagne and begun spraying it around, no one thinking about the podium, until all of a sudden everyone was and they were all rushing around and Y/N was all caught up in the rush and being pushed around by everyone, trying to find Toto until she felt a hand slip into hers.

She jumped back, not wanting some strange man holding her hand until she looked up and realised that it was in fact her husband who was trying to hold her hand.

“Sorry…didn’t realise it was you.”

“That’s okay Liebe. I’ve got you. Now lets go watch Lewis on the podium, okay?”

The second she nodded in agreement, Toto slipped his hand back into Y/N’s as he tried to push through the crowd again. Being tall and the team principal helped, and as they weren't coming for the pre podium celebrations, which is where everyone else was rushing towards. As the drivers were hugged and yelled at again by the mechanics (honestly how were they going to have voices tomorrow, and how were the red bull mechanics’ voices not very raspy after doing this practically every week for the past few years). Y/N thought she was going to have to cancel her meetings for the next few weeks as she would just be unable to talk.

Toto pushed through the throng of mechanics, pushing through the Mercedes and Williams colours everywhere, trying to get a good position at the front, and then the announcers began, and Toto and Y/N were wedged against the barrier and they decided to stop and watch the podium.

Y/N watched as Albon mounted the podium, grinning to the feral screams of the Williams mechanics to her left. She’d ended up wedged between James and Toto, smiling at James’ excitement on Alex being on the podium. She smiled at him as the noise from the Williams side of the podium celebration. He smiled back, almost bouncing up and down by the excitement of what Williams was achieving. And as Lewis, George and Bono bounded onto the podium, bringing up a round of screaming and even Y/N raised her hands. And as she raised her right hand, she could feel Toto’s hand, still intertwined with hers. She smiled, locking eyes with Toto.

His eyes twinkled as he smiled down, before his attention was brought back to the podium and yelling at the drivers.

The German and British anthems blared out, and while Y/N knew most of the words of the British anthem (it was mostly just the same words on repeat ‘god save our king’). And while Toto was able to sing the German anthem while Y/N butchered it here and there. She loved listening to her husband singing or talking in his natural language. It was very hot, if Y/N had to admit it.

As they left the podium to go back to the garage, Toto had still not let go of her hand as they continued winding between what felt like millions of people crowding the pit lane.

When they finally returned to the Mercedes garage, and walked up to Toto’s office, Toto finally let go of Y/N’s hand and started to gather up his work and laptop to get ready to return to the hotel.

“Hey, toto?”

“Yes liebe?”

“Why were you holding my hand?”

“Well, I didn’t want to get lost, and I didn’t want you to get lost, liebe.”

“Yeah, but why didn’t you let go of my hand when we got to the podium”

“Do I need an excuse to hold your hand, darling?”

“No but…”

“Then I kept holding your hand because I wanted to keep holding your hand. Is that a good enough excuse?”

“Okay Liebe.”

Toto put all his files and laptop in his left hand after shrugging on his overcoat, and then offered his right hand to Y/N.

“Can I keep holding your hand liebe?”

“Of course you can darling.”

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luviemax · 4 months

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compass- oneshot

a/n: sorry for the inactivity as of late!! anyway, song inspo here!!

-> max verstappen x female!reader, no physical description of the reader

warnings: reader is mentioned to have a brother very briefly

word count: 863 words

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It all starts at a karting race that your brother races in.

You meet Max, with a fiery, untameable temper and a scary dad.

Close to instantaneously, the two of you get along, like puzzle pieces meant to fit together.

Although your brother stops karting after that fated competition, you and Max still remain close. You make sure to be there for every tournament, and you're always on the frontlines, and he knows it. He pushes himself to do better, for you. He wants to impress you, for no particular reason. He definitely doesn't like you, no, not at all... That's what he tells everyone, yeah, but they definitely see right through it.

Charles is a weary observer of the both of you. Yeah, he kinda hates Max because he keeps beating him, but you're nice enough. You're relatively pleasant whenever you and Charles briefly interact. And well, Max is... Max. Mad Max. But somehow, you're able to calm him down, and tell him that it's okay that he didn't excel in some low-grade karting race. You're there to console him under Jos' scrutinising management. He can tell the two of you have some special bond, not only as friends, but as soulmates. Charles can only dream that he can have that for himself one day.

Jos barely tolerates you. He doesn't really like it when you're distracting Max, but then again, you push him to do better when he races. So he simply condones you.

Sophie and Victoria really like you. You follow Max back one Christmas, and they absolutely adore you. Sophie pratically stuffs you with her delightful cooking, and you and Victoria get along so well that Max is pratically just third-wheeling the two of you. But he's glad that the important people in his life like you as much as he does.

You follow him through F4 and F3 diligently. You can't always follow him to every race as he's now begun to travel in order to compete, but your eyes are always on him. You're always messaging him, "Congratulations!", for a good race, and "Call me when you can xx," in the unfortunate occasion that his races don't go that well.

You follow him to his first F1 race, of course you do. The question doesn't even have to be asked. It's pratically an unspoken rule between the two of you.

When Max wins his first World Championship, you're pratically gripping the edge of your seat. It's the final lap of the 2021 Abu Dhabi Grand Prix, and you're so stressed that persperation has begun to form on your forehead. When Max finally overtakes Lewis, you begin to scream, along with the rest of the Red Bull pit crew. When his car wizzes past the finish line, you and the pit crew are screaming and rejoicing, and you swell with pride. All his hard work has come to true fruition. You hug him tighter than you ever have before when the celebrations of the podium cease and the celebrations of the night commence. That night, he kisses you for the first time.

It's something that's been over 10 years in the making, and Max finally decided that it was time to bite the bullet and do something that he's been dreaming about since he met you.

Your initial reaction is shock. You knew it was coming, but you didn't expect it at that moment. It takes you by utter surprise when he presses his lips to yours in the middle of the club, and hoots of his friends are drowned out as you simply allow yourself to lose yourself in his presence. It's better than anything you've ever felt before.

As per always, Max has a fierce temper. It's stayed with him since his childhood. It's followed him into adulthood, and followed him through karting all the way to Formula 1. Of course, he doesn't like to be mean; he doesn't want to turn into his father, but sometimes, he just can't help it. Sometimes, races are so unbelievably poor that it's just too difficult to comprehend, and when he tries to understand, he simply gets... upset.

So, it's quite apparent to you that his emotions would be running high after he crashed out of the race. According to GP, he stormed into his Driver's Room and hasn't come out since. Typical.

You knock on the door. "Go away." He mumbles, sounding quite cross. "It's me." You reply, and reluctantly, the door opens. As you slip into his room, you see that his hair is disheveled, and his face his flush with his fury. You take a tentative seat next to him on the sofa, and he pratically collapses into your arms. He buries his face in your neck, and his arms are tight around your waist.

The both of you don't really talk; you never do in these moments. You simply run your fingers through his short strands of hair, and let him relax in your embrance.

Before you know it, the two of you are on the plane back home after a long triple header, and he says: "I hope the cats didn't destroy the apartment."

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delopsia · 5 months

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With how dedicated and passionate Rhett is about bull riding, can you even imagine how crazy he would be about you when you two get together? The pictures, bringing you up in every conversation, the gifts, the amount of attention this love-starved cowboy would drown you in?

You forgot to get something at the store? Don't move, he'll get it on his way to your place. No, no, don't pay him back, it's fine.

Want him to come over? He's jumping around the kitchen, pulling his boots on, and rushing out the door. He'll be there before you can get off the phone.

Date night? You're not paying for a damn thing. He's opening doors for you, burning your favorite music onto a CD because his truck doesn't have an AUX cord, bringing blankets if you get cold on those Wyoming nights. His hair is freshly washed, he's broken out the cologne, cleaned the dirt out of his nails, that flannel is ironed, and the only reason he didn't shave was because you once said you liked the scruffy look on him.

Need help with Holiday decor or getting your winter clothes out? He's here like he's being paid to do it, doesn't care how strong you say you are, you ain't touchin' that there box of sweaters.

You gave him something? He's physically welded to it. The chest at the foot of his bed is filled with items you've given him, delicately wrapped in cloth so it doesn't break.

Want to show him off to your friends? Take him to a company event? He's not fond of venturing into new situations, but he's bumbling along behind you, glued to your side. He will loop a finger into your belt loop, or hold onto the strap of your bag to keep himself from losing you.

Left your clothes with him? Well, he'd wash them before giving them back if he weren't actively snuggling up to your sweater at night because it still smells like you, and he can't sleep without you :( It gets so bad that you two bought blankets to swap back and forth, so you always have a little bit of each other in bed.

And it's the strangest fucking thing for his family to witness because he couldn't give a damn about any of things if it were anyone else. Cecelia can't even get him to visit a church lunch, and here he is following you to the restaurant in town that he can't stand because you wanted to go. He doesn't enjoy gifts from other people; if Perry asks him to meet at the Pit Bar, Rhett takes three hours to get around to it.

He's not a very social man who much prefers to live in the country, and yet he will move to the city and share an apartment with fifteen people if that's what you ask of him. He doesn't speak much, but he will badger his momma's ear off about you.

Everyone expects for it to wear off as time goes by. Once the honeymoon phase is over, he'll fade back into his usual self, and maybe he does take five minutes longer to get ready these days, but he's just like that. Dedicated to and in love with everything about you until the day he dies. He's completely and utterly wrapped around your finger, and he has no plans of ever changing that.

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beanibon · 1 year

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Mermaid!Wolfwood x Reader Headcanons

The final part of my little mermaid au, I might do little oneshots of cute antics of all the boys but this is my last headcanon one.

Readers family owns a private holiday cabin with a Saltwater lake at the back, Wolfwoods lil family is a small group of bull sharks common in Lake as they wander from the ocean regularly.

TW: interspecies sex, creampie, overstimulation, marking and general biting (this man is feral you can't tell me otherwise), slight drowning warming on this one too, hinted thalassophobia (reader often avoids the lake due to this), slight exhibitionism, oral (f receiving), belly bulging, breeding kink.

Your family owned a small holiday cabin, often using it for big family reunions or trips during holidays. It came with a seemingly endless Saltwater lake, that every member of your family bar you used to its fullest.

Mer!Wolfwood had lived in the lake for as long as he could remember, preferring the company of his family of Bull Sharks. They were quiet, people didn't go near them, and there was always plenty of food to go around.

Mer!Wolfwood who relished in the solitude the lake offered, minding his business and simply doing his own thing. Spending most of his days sleeping, hunting or getting annoyed by the young Mer!Livio who silently does his own thing besides him. In which Mer!Wolfwood doesn't mind.

Mer!Wolfwood who really, really doesn't like when your family stays at the cabin, the fish scatter, his peace is disturbed by the human children screaming on the bank, the disgusting smell of cooked human food wafting over the waters surface.

Mer!Wolfwood especially despised when your family was in the water, he could hear and sense every disturbance big or small and it pissed him off to the point he grinded his fangs on the rock he slept on.

Mer!Wolfwood who glared at your family from afar, a low, rumbling growl escaping him at each discarded alcohol bottle, food packages, and other various litter at the waters edge. He had half the mind to ditch it back at them.

Mer!Wolfwood tensing at the sight of you, only to relax a little as you cleaned your family's mess, lecturing your younger siblings and cousins on littering.

Mer!Wolfwood favouring watching you instead of glaring at your family, noticing your favourite spot was the wooden dock. Where'd you spend your time painting, reading or simply relaxing. But you never entered the water.

Mer!Wolfwood would hear your family teasing you about this, frowning as you just awkwardly shrugged, shuffling away from the mocking your aunty would spit your way.

Mer!Wolfwood often basked on the shoreline far away from your holidaying family, that's where you found him, eyes peacefully closed as you held your phone dumbfounded at the sight of him. You had quietly approached, kneeling down and tentatively reaching down to touch the strange creature.

Mer!Wolfwood abruptly waking, letting out an aggressive screech, fangs bared as he pushed you away retreating back into the water.

Mer!Wolfwood glaring at you from the water, his growls vibrating the surface at the low octave. Only you didn't leave, instead you sat where you were and slowly brought out your sketchbook, eyes never leaving his.

Mer!Wolfwood raised a brow, creeping closer until he was towering over you, water dripping from his glistening skin as he stared at the sketchbook in your hands. You nervously showed him the picture you drew of him, watching as he let out a deep hum, squinting at it.

Mer!Wolfwood tensing as you reached a hand out to him, feeling your hands gently brush his still dripping hair from his face. The sensation of your touch made his muscles relax, yet he still retreated back to the water disappearing.

Mer!Wolfwood who hissed at a loud splash, chasing away his food, only to see your form struggling in the middle of the lake, eyes darting frantically at the deep water and endless pit at the lakes centre.

Mer!Wolfwood panicked as he swam for you, grabbing your body as you fought against his hold, eyes wide upon realisation that it was him. Hands squeezing his shoulders as he brought you to the dock, lifting you onto the wooden surface.

Mer!Wolfwood trailing a hand over you body as you gasped for air, curling yourself into a tight ball as your body shook along with your cries.

Mer!Wolfwood who blinked in confusion, looking around for your family only to realise they were all still on a boat at the centre of the Lake. Gaining enough confidence to hoist himself up and curl around you.

Mer!Wolfwood who hummed a deep tune, arms wrapped around you as he stroked your damp hair. Eventually resting his chin on your head, eyes glaring out at the boat and your family who hollered loudly on board.

Mer!Wolfwood untangling himself from you to slide back into the water, feeling your soft hands reach out to feel his tail, stopping him in his tracks. Dark eyes fixated on you as you jumped at the attention, but still shuffled forward feet dangling into the water.

Mer!Wolfwood growling as he dove back in, surfacing to pull you in with him. You screamed in response legs instinctively wrapping around him as you desperately clung to him, nails dug deep in his skin.

Mer!Wolfwood who moved your legs till they dangled from his shoulder, teeth nipping at your inner thighs as his hands squeezed your ass. Slowly pulling down the swimsuit clinging wetly to your body.

Mer!Wolfwood feeling you hoist your upper body back onto the dock, yet making no move to pull yourself up and away from him, squeezing his head gently to encourage him on. Submerging a hand to mess with his hair as if to encourage him.

Mer!Wolfwood huffing out as he began hungrily eating you out, sucking, lapping and nibbling at your pussy. Hands pulling your thighs to get closer, wishing he could hear the noises he was certain you making above the waters surface.

Mer!Wolfwood never slowing for a second, despite the boat pulling back up to the dock or the way you tried to yank him away with your hand. Instead slapping you away as he dove back in, this time more ruthlessly than before.

Mer!Wolfwood smirking as he knew how hard you were trying to not give away the fact you were being eaten out by some strange creature just below the water, reassuring them you were just getting use to the water as they walked away, hand clasping over your mouth as Mer!Wolfwood pressed a thumb roughly on your neglected clit.

Mer!Wolfwood cackling as you came on his face, him eagerly lapping up every morsel of your arousal.

Mer!Wolfwood surfacing to look at your blushing face, panting lewdly as you hid your face in your arms, weakly shooing him away as he dragged his tongue up your abdomen.

Mer!Wolfwood startling at the sound of children, feeling you shove him under the water as you tiredly greeted them with a bright smile. Ruffling their hair and indulging their conversations.

Mer!Wolfwood pouted as he watched you return you swimsuit bottoms and get out of the water, your cousins leading you away in favour of food being served in the kitchen.

Mer!Wolfwood risen from his sleep by vibrations in the water rousing him as he lazily swam to find the source, surprised to see you sitting on the beach in a silk robe as quietly tapped at the water.

Mer!Wolfwood crawling up the bank to you, watching as you swallow, face red in the moons light as you shrugged off the robe, your body bare beneath the fabric.

Mer!Wolfwood letting a satisfied deep chirp, a toothy grin stretched across his lips. He gently pulled you closer, teeth grazing your soft flesh as his arms spread your legs his cock unsheathed as he bit down on your collarbone, thrusting up into you as he did so.

Mer!Wolfwood squeezed your thighs as you cried out, eyes wide at the sudden intrusion. It was inhuman, oddly slicked wet and massive inside your equally wet cunt. You would never mention to anyone how you had already prepped yourself prior, face red with embarrassment.

Mer!Wolfwood ruthlessly ramming into you, teeth marking every inch of your body, hands finding your breasts and squeezing. He squeezed so hard you let out at pained cry, hands flying up to try and loosen his grip.

Mer!Wolfwood flipping you onto your stomach crushing you with his weight, thrusts as rough as ever, his teeth began marking your back, a hand pulling your hair back watching your face contorted between pain and pleasure.

Mer!Wolfwood growling as your moans reached his very core, causing the pace to pick up even more. The sound of you two echoing along with beach with the waves lapping at you two.

Mer!Wolfwood who didn't stop even as he came inside you, flipping you back over and pounding into you, the waves washing away the sand sticking to your stomach.

Mer!Wolfwood mesmerised by the way your breasts bounced at each thrust, taking one in his mouth and licking at the perked nipple as he came in you again. Yet he still relented, pounding into you all the while you pleaded him to stop or the very least slow down.

Mer!Wolfwood only tired when the first light of the sun touched the waters surface, stuffing you full one last time. Eyes admiring your fucked out face, shivering body, and the way his cum oozed from your leaking cunt.

Mer!Wolfwood trembled in glee, resting his prickly chin on your stomach, raised slightly from all the loads he stuffed you full of throughout your sinfilled night.

Mer!Wolfwood pulling you into the water, cleaning you up as your fingers brushed his hair. Leaning forward to plant a soft kiss on his lips, scratching his jawline as he purred in response.

Mer!Wolfwood who no longer dreaded your family holidays, happily awaiting your return so he could indulge you with his desires and love. Happy to feel your soft hands claw lines into his back as he bred you dry.

A/N: all done! Hope you guys enjoyed this little AU, I went overboard with Wolfwood I just adore him too much.

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topguncortez · 2 years

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Day 10: Poor Unfortunate Souls ➢prompt: ALT stabbed ➢character: Rhett Abbott ➢warnings: stabbing, death, bleeding out ➢word count: 2.3k ➢song inspo: Keep Breathing by Ingrid Michelson

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Rhett was a fighter. It was obvious for anyone who knew him or even looked at him. Rhett Abbott loved a good fight. When he was sober, he held in a lot of anger stemming from issues with his parents failing ranch, to issues with his brother, to being in a constant state of pain due to bull riding. But when he was drunk, Rhett let all that anger bubble over. There was only one person that could help reel the angry bull that was Rhett Abbott, and that was Y/N.

No one could quite understand why a girl like Y/N, the pastor's daughter and a local school teacher could be with someone like Rhett Abbott. But that was one of life’s greatest mysteries. Y/N liked to tell people that Rhett was misunderstood, which was correct. He spent years in the shadows of his older brother Perry. Anything that Perry did wrong, was somehow Rhett’s fault. Overtime, after being blamed for being such a bad person, he slowly adapted to that new title. But it had changed when he met Y/N.

Cecelia liked to call her ‘Saint Y/N’ because she turned Rhett into a different person. He quit drinking, which was a big thing. Instead of drowning himself in alcohol after a competition, he went home with Y/N, where she’d properly patch him up, give him a massage, and give him the correct dosage of pain medicine. Rhett started working harder on the ranch, helping to turn it into something profitable. He also swallowed his pride, and asked to be a ranch hand for the Tillersons when they needed it. Rhett had saved up enough money to buy a diamond ring for Y/N, which he planned to give her tonight.

Even though Rhett seemed to turn his life around, there was still that part of him, that old angry Rhett, that never quite left. It took more to get him angry when he was sober, but tonight was different. He had just won the county bull riding circuit, and was set to go compete at a state level next. Y/N was proud of him, and beamed with pride as they walked into the Pit Bar together. Perry was trailing behind, deciding to not grovel in his misery, and celebrate. Rhett placed his hat on Y/N’s head, and pulled her onto the dance floor. She giggled as he twirled her around, dancing to a couple songs before retreating to a booth that Perry had gotten.

“Didn’t know you could dance like that, Rhett,” Perry said, pushing a drink over to him.

“Well, it pays to have a pretty teacher,” Rhett said, looking down at her.

“I got you a vodka tonic,” Perry said, sliding the drink over to her.

“Oh, I’m not-”

“She can’t drink,” Rhett said, taking a sip of his beer. Perry looked between the two of them, his eyebrows furrowed before he came to the realization of what was going on.

“No shit?” Perry said with a smile on his face, “Really? How far along?”

“Ten weeks today,” Y/N said, and Rhett put his arm around her, puffing his chest out slightly. It was the most exciting and terrifying moment of his life when she told him. He was terrified that her daddy was going to come at him with a shotgun for getting her pregnant before marrying her. But that night they told her parents, Rhett had asked her father for her hand in marriage.

“Well, congrats you two,” Perry said, and raised his beer up to clink with Rhett’s, “You tell Mom and Dad yet?”

“Not yet,” Rhett sighed. That was a whole other conversation they were waiting to have. As much as Cecelia and Royal loved Y/N, they also didn’t like the idea of her taking their hardest working son away. When Rhett announced he was moving out and in with Y/N, Royal had lost it. Him and Rhett got into a yelling match right in front of Y/N, and it had her in tears. She had never seen Rhett so angry in her life, and it scared her. He almost lost her that night, her fear of the past getting the best of her, and Rhett understood.

As much of a troubled soul that Rhett was, Y/N was too. The dark secrets that she hid under a pretty smile, were enough to make a grown man cry. When she opened up to Rhett after the fight, hitting his chest and cursing at him for making her so scared and putting her back into the never ending nightmare, Rhett promised to never do anything like that again. And true to his word, he never did.

“We are going to,” Y/N said, and put her hand on his thigh, “We just wanted to wait a little bit longer. Make sure everything is okay before we start telling people.”

“I get it,” Perry said, “Secrets safe with me.”

The three of them fell into comfortable conversation, beers being shared between Perry and Rhett. Y/N happily sipped on her water as she sat against Rhett’s side. Perry was telling stories of how Rhett was as a child, and Y/N was near tears in laughter. Rhett was trying to correct the errors in Perry’s story which made Y/N laugh even harder.

“Okay, I’ll be right back,” Y/N said, wiping a tear from her eye as she stood up, “I’m gonna use the restroom, I’ll bring back drinks.”

“Budweiser!” Perry said, holding up his beer bottle.

“Same for me, sweets,” Rhett said, giving her a smile. She nodded and walked off towards the bathroom. Rhett’s blue eyes followed her frame, his stetson still on her head, as she smiled and greeted people along the way. She was just nice like that. Rhett had gotten a bit annoyed the first time they went out, and everyone on the sidewalk in Wabang said hi to her and asked about her parents, but he knew that she wasn’t going to be rude and ignore them like he would.

“She’s good for you,” Perry said, sipping the last of his beer, “I always knew you two would get together. When she ran off with that one jackass.”

“Colby,” Rhett said, looking down at his drink, “He fucked her up badly. She still has nightmares about him. She doesn’t say much about him, other than what she said the night of the fight I got in with dad.”

“Listen to me,” Perry said, and leaned across the table, “You marry her, and get the fuck away from here. You don’t want your kid growing up in this mess and being stuck here. She makes good money, you make good money, get out while you can.”

“I’m trying,” Rhett dug into his pocket, and pulled out the diamond ring, “I’m gonna do it tonight.”

Perry smiled with pride at his baby brother. He was proud that he managed to figure shit out, and leave. Perry once had that opportunity with Rebecca, to leave and be away from all this, but he never did. And everyday since she disappeared he regretted it.

Y/N hummed along to the song that was playing as she walked towards the bar. She smiled at a couple more friendly faces before the bartender came over to her. She placed the order and turned around, watching the couples on the dance floor.

“Do my eyes fucking decieve me?” She froze, hearing that voice. It was like a knife running down her spine, and it felt like his hands were once again on her throat constricting her air, “Y/N.”

“Colby,” Y/N said, softly, “What are you-”

“Saw your little boy toy ride,” Colby knocked the brim of her hat slightly. She trembled as he walked towards her. It was like a lion stalking his prey, “You look good.” He looked down at the sight of her breasts peeking out of her shirt. Her boobs had grown slightly since becoming pregnant, “Looking like a whore. That’s how he likes ‘em, right? Slutty and stupid?”

“I’m not stupid,�� Y/N said, “What do you want?”

“You, baby. I want you. You’re still my girl.”

“I am not your girl,” She said, and stepped on his white cowboy boots. He groaned and grabbed her arm.

“You listen to me-”

“Hey, let her go,” The bartender said, and placed the drinks down in front of her. Colby clenched his jaw, not wanting to get into a fight, and let her go.

“Sorry, baby,” Colby said, and winked at her, before going back into the crowded bar.

Y/N felt frozen in fear, tears in her eyes as she watched him leave. Her hand flew to her mouth, as her body pushed through the crowd to the front door of the bar. Rhett looked up from his conversation with Perry to see her beelining it for the door.

“Shit,” Rhett said, and got up from his seat, and quickly followed her. Perry was up on his feet as well, following in the same direction as his younger brother.

Y/N paced the gravel in front of the bar, taking deep breaths and shaking her hands out, trying to calm herself down. She knew that she couldn’t get worked up, that it wasn’t good for her or for the baby, but she couldn’t help it. She stopped pacing, and put her hand on the wall to brace herself as she vomited. Rhett had just gotten outside, and ran to her, holding her hair back as she got sick.

“I’ll go get her some water,” Perry said, and went back into the bar.

“You’re okay, darlin’,” Rhett said, and rubbed her back, “You’re okay. What happened? Get too hot?”

“Colby,” She whimpered out, as she stood up and wiped her mouth.

“He’s here?” Rhett asked, feeling the anger course through his veins. It was like he had heard his name, Colby walked out of the bar, placing his stetson on his head with a smirk, and a girl on his arm.

“Rhett, no-” Y/N tried grabbing Rhett’s arm, but he was already moving towards the other man.

“Jackass!” Rhett yelled, and punched Colby in the jaw. The girl next to him shrieked and jumped back, as Rhett grabbed the collar of Colby’s shirt and pushed him up against the wall, “You think you can try shit on my girl and get away with it?”

“You’re girl, now huh, Abbott?” Colby smirked, “She’s a fucking whore! Always has been. She tell you that she’s the reason I got on the pills? It was her that did it. That fucking bitch-”

His words were cut off again, as Rhett threw him to the ground, and started fighting him. Colby was a bit bigger than Rhett, but when he was drunk he was like gumby. Rhett was quick, and was able to get the upper hand, delivering punches to him. Y/N was frozen, watching as Rhett fought him while the other girl was yelling at her to stop them. Y/N finally pulled out of her reprieve when the girl pushed her slightly.

“Stop your fucking boyfriend!” She yelled, as Rhett was beating Colby’s face into a bloody pulp.

“Rhett, stop!” Y/N said, and stepped forward to grab his arm, “Please, stop! You’re scaring me!”

That was all Rhett needed to hear to stop beating in Colby’s teeth. He sighed and felt guilt course through his veins as he looked at Y/N’s face. He stood up from Colby, who was on the ground groaning. Rhett tucked his shirt in, and gently cupped her face, brushing a tear from her cheek.

“I’m so sor-”

“Rhett!” She screamed as she watched Colby drive a knife into Rhett’s back. He sagged against her at the pain hitting him, “No!” Colby dropped his knife quickly, and ran towards his truck. The other girl looked at the scene in shock. Y/N somehow managed to get Rhett’s body down to the ground, and placed her hands on the bleeding stab wound, “Go get Perry!” She yelled at the girl, who nodded and ran into the bar.

“Darlin-” Rhett choked out.

“No, it’s okay. Don’t talk, okay. Perry is coming, and we’ll get you to county,” Y/N said, and Rhett’s hands went down to where the blood seeped through his white shirt.

“I bought a ring,” Rhett said, as he looked into her eyes, “I was gonna do this right.”

“You always did, Rhett,” Y/N cried, feeling as his pulse was starting to slow. Rhett’s eyes got heavier as his face paled, “Do not fall asleep on me, Rhett Abbott. You keep your eyes open.”

“Okay. . .” Rhett nodded, “I love you, Y/N.”

“Don’t talk, Rhett, save your strength.”

“I can’t. . .” He said, and looked up at her. She could see it in his eyes, he had accepted his fate. He had accepted that he was never going to get to marry her. He accepted that he was never going to see his son or daughter grow up. He had accepted that he was going to die in the arms of the person he loved

“You can’t do this, Rhett. You can not leave me here,” Y/N said, and watched as Rhett’s chest stilled. She pulled his body in close and sobbed. Perry had run out of the bar, breathlessly as he heard Y/N let out an earth shattering sob. Perry walked over to her, and fell to his knees next to her and his brother.

“He bought a ring,” Y/N whispered against Rhett’s forehead.

#outer range #outer range fan fic #outer range fan fiction #outer range imagine #Rhett abbott #Rhett abbott fan fic #Rhett abbott fan fiction #Rhett abbott imagine #Rhett abbott x reader #Rhett abbott x y/n #Rhett abbott x you #outer range Rhett abbott

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Ordeal Trials 9 Most Bizarre Punishments From Ancient History

Crushing By Elephants - This was one of the most terrifying methods of execution and it comes from ancient Southeast Asia. The convicts were executed by crushing them using elephants. This method was quite popular in India from the Mughal period until the late 19th century. The criminals were laid down and wild angry elephants ran over them repeatedly ensuring a quick yet painful death.

Death in a Cage - Popular in Italy and Britain, if anyone was sentenced to death then it meant that they had to go through both agonizing torture as well as public humiliation. And being isolated naked in a cage was the way to do it. The criminal was put inside an iron cage in a public place without any clothes or food and starved to death.

Cutting the Nose - Ancient Egyptians used to cut people’s noses off if they broke the laws of the state. Once the punishment was served, the criminals were sent to prison city Rhinocorura, near Gaza. It was a place full of crooks without noses. No one was above the law in ancient Egypt and corrupt government officials too were given the same punishment. Once a Pharaoh's wife slit his throat in his sleep. She along with all the conspirators were sentenced to have their noses cut off.

Animal Masks And Humiliating Badges - People liked to ridicule and humiliate criminals in the Middle ages. The best non-violent punishment was forcing the criminals to wear horrifying animal masks and roam them around the city. Apart from these terrifying masks, criminals were given humiliating badges which they had to wear for their whole lives. The badges indicated that those criminals were not to be trusted with anything ever again.

Mud - Execution by suffocation was a very common practice in ancient times. However, in the Medieval period, a very strange kind of suffocation technique was used called mud, the glorious mud. Historians tell us that the criminal was killed by throwing him/her in a pit full of stinky mud. The convict either died by drowning or by suffocation. In medieval France, suffocation by mud was reserved only for unfaithful wives.

Death in a Metal Bull - In ancient Greece, people were punished by cooking them inside a giant bull made of bronze. The convicted person was put locked inside a metal bull and a fire was lit under it. This slowly burnt the person to death. The people passing by used to enjoy this act of brutality and thought of it as some kind of entertainment.

The Dunking or Cucking Stool - The Cucking stools were used in the Sixteenth and Seventeenth England and New England to punish women accused of doing something unwomanly. At that time gossiping, backbiting, having an argument with the husband, and fighting with the neighbors were considered unwomanly things. The convicted woman was tied up to a stool and then dropped into a lake or a stream again and again.

Ordeal Trials - The ordeal trials were a test of innocence or guilt by inflicting severe pain on the accused. If the accused survived the pain, they were innocent, if they didn’t, they were guilty. There were basically three types of ordeal trials. One was cold water, where the accused was tied up and thrown into the water. In this case, floating was a sign of guilt, and sinking to the bottom meant you’re innocent. The second one was hot water where a boiling stone was put on the accused’s body. If the wounds healed within three days, it meant you’re innocent, if they didn’t it meant you’re guilty. The last one was the hot iron, where the accused had to hold a hot iron without burning in order to prove their innocence.

Iron Maiden - “The Iron Maiden” was a very popular instrument in Europe in medieval times. It was basically like an iron cabinet with multiple lethal metal spikes on the inside. The criminals were forced inside the cabinet and it was slowly closed until they died. Sometimes it wasn’t fully closed if the purpose was just to torture the criminal.

#history #punishments #weird #horror

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gardenofnoah · 2 years

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Bakugou Katsuki

you scared me : 2.1k words. hurt/comfort, fluff <3

cowardice : 2.8k words. crybaby katsuki

waiting up for you : 1k words. fluffy comfort.

his pretty girl ☾ : 2.2k words. porn with a little plot. fluff.

friday night bar fights (he’s in love) ☾ : trans!bkg, 2.2k words. he’s is a pit bull in public and a shivering chihuahua in private.

i think i wanted you dead ☾ : (indefinite hiatus). hitman au 𓋼𓍊 𓆏

feels like… : 860 words, fluffy fluffity fluff

all the times i told you : (complete) on loving bkg.

until the wheels fall off ☾: band!au, drummer!bkg. 11k words. it takes a village.

the friend that you are : 2.2k words. you get hit with a nasty quirk and bakugou needs help. who else to ask but his best friend? ☾

baby was born all wrong : 2.7k words. brat tamer bkg ☾

it takes a strong hand, and a sound mind : 5.8k words. childhood friends x lovers + pseudo dad bkg

• drabbles tagged #bkg it’s the little things

Kirishima Eijiro

cough medicine : 874 words. kirishima is a great nurse

nightmare : <600 words. kirishima hasn’t been sleeping well.

hit me if you need to : 950 words. boxing au

the friend that you are : 2.2k words. you get hit with a nasty quirk and bakugou needs help. who else to ask but his best friend? ☾

• drabbles tagged #kiri it’s the little things

Todoroki Touya

you’ll come back : 1.1k words. touya doesn’t know how to be loved. you help him.

when fire doesn’t burn : 11k words. middle aged touya strangers to lovers. just sweet. ☾

it lives where i live : (chaptered, complete). touya comes back and you want to be happy, but he’s missed so much and now neither one of you know how to move forward.

Midoriya Izuku

•drabbles tagged #izuku it’s the little things

Todoroki Shouto

drowning in it : 2.2k words. shouto floods everything near him and you are not spared. (this is fluff)

carve it into the soil, carve it into me : ongoing. shouto has more questions (and resentment) than he has ever, and you might hold at least one answer. healing from the past, strangers to lovers. 𓋼𓍊 𓆏

Kaminari Denki

•drabbles tagged #kaminari it’s the little things

Shinsou Hitoshi

i just sat there quietly//heard all your demands : shinsou is worried and acts like he thinks a hero should. it might just ruin everything. (ongoing) 𓋼𓍊 𓆏

#BWritesThings #my hero academia #bkg it's the little things #izuku it's the little things #kaminari it's the little things

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dailyunsolvedmysteries-movedd · 8 months

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Ordeal Trials 9 Most Bizarre Punishments From Ancient History

#history #punishments #weird #horror #creepy

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captainnameless · 8 months

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I am FINALLY returning with a little Lando and Max (Fewtrell) thought. [Consider this a non-Red Bull dominating every race, because y'know, fiction anyway 😅].

But I keep thinking about Lando coming across that theory that Max is his good luck charm, he generally does well in races Max attends, so on. And of course, in his normal headspace, Lando thinks this is ridiculous - that's just his talent, nothing Max has done!

But then he gets his second pole position! And it's fun, it's exhilarating, everyone's celebrating — until he gets to his hotel room, all alone that evening — and suddenly it's all seeming a little more overwhelming. What if the strategy is wrong? What if a pit stop goes wrong? What if he makes a mistake? What if the race pace just isn't as strong? Just every worse scenario plays through his mind.

Then Max calls! And Max is so happy, already through his joking little "Not bad today, Bob," before the sob Lando had been suppressing gets forced out. And suddenly the congratulatory call turns into shaky breaths and whimpers while Max himself is in panic mode, repeatedly asking "Lando? What's wrong? What's happened?" because he got pole! he should be happy!

And it takes a while for Max to coax anything out of him — the crying just getting harsher, more violent every time he tries to speak. So Max simply settles for a mantra of, "Shh, Lando. Whatever it is, we'll get through it together – right bub?" And eventually, Max's voice drowns out the chaos in Lando's mind. There's a little affirming noise.

Then the "need you here" comes across the line, and Max silently curses because well — he's thousands of miles away, not exactly the most convenient timing. He's already in problem solving mode — offering to try to contact Jon or Alex or Max or Oscar — just thinking maybe Lando's lonely, needs someone to distract him from his thoughts. But then there's the shout of "No!," and Max can already envision Lando kicking his feet against the mattress in frustration, but then Lando takes a deep breath, seemingly composes himself, and whispers, just another shared secret between the two, "Need *YOU* here — 'do better when you're here."

And Max did this racing thing long enough to read between the lines, to know how anxious Lando already felt. He's already looking up red eye flights, but tries to console anyway with reassurances of, "You've been on it all weekend, bub. I wasn't there for quali, and look what you did. All you!" And he almost cringes himself when he pulls out the sappy lines their parents and grandparents used to tell them before karting sessions — "As long as you try your best, that's all anyone can expect" — but well, listening to him seems to soothe Lando, so he continues droning on like one of those "life coaches" on TikTok until he finally finds a flight that would reach the track location in time.

And well, when he gives Lando the news, he can hear the relief in the sigh Lando lets out. The tears are back, but this time they're accompanied by "Thank you, thank you, Max, you're the best" and suddenly Max is wondering if he should come to more races if this is the VIP treatment he'll receive.

Of course, when he gets there, little Lando's superstition isn't acknowledged or brought up again. But there is another heartfelt "Thank you" when Max wraps him up in a pre-race hug. - 👻

my prayers have been answered my fave is in my inbox and it’s a novel ily. <3

this is so cute 🥹

#littlef1adventures #👻 anon #ive been fed

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theallenshorefangirl · 10 months

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I did it....The Sorrow has not one, not two, but.....three! And holy shit someone really pissed her off

*Cough Cough* (Desmond mentioned Max and Allen's Incedent when he had her calmed down in Phase 2) nice one Doc

W.I.P 3rd phase Sorrow

Also, I can't draw hands. I hate em

Intro:*The room glass is sunroof shatters, and the sky is pitch black. There is a forever Lunar eclipse that burns brightly as shooting starts dart the sky a now (a couple inches shorter than the Flash's form). The wax figure stood there,her jacket was now like a second pair of arms, and her fin crown had a wax veil with small splatters of yellow sparkles.Her sweater dress is now covered in wax the masks features are more spooky and she has a shawl from the leftover jacket.

Her beaten(understood) form will be missing the wax jacket,slippers her fin crown, and her purple kinda burnt long sleeve sweater can be seen,her hair is messy, and the mask is back to its original version only the yellow outline is now a brighter yellow and purple color but the wax tears move burning her hands in the process as she scoots away into the dark.Desmond then proceeded to reach out his hand but she wasn't there only a note....written for Allen in two tone ink

To Allen

Is it my fault you did what you did, or was you trying to get my attention to let me know they were here,I got there too soon and looked apon the ash and the rubble.I could smell the oil and the fires flames.Oh dear brother I call you,was it my fault that I caused your wings to melt? Was it my fault? Oh, please tell me from your resting mind your own thoughts running through your head? Please just tell me I caused your fall. My tears never stop running down my cheeks like they are the tears of the night shooting stars,and I, the moon who would have helped your wings to stay intact, burned your wings aswell? Oh dear brother, I called you. Please tell me

Forever stricken down like a sorrowful tear,Zoe :(

Astrology Dollhouse figure quotes

A ghostly lady watches her reflection sobbing in tears at her lost beauty(astrology mirror,basement)

A pitted soul drowning in the forever haunting light (Astrology moon flower garden on a pillar where the moon shines)

A bullheaded bull fixing his family to bad its already crumbled apart (in a dark area that was collapsed due to it was filled with sun tapestries and bright lights (room where you aquire flash beacon 3rd floor)

A giant tower prays for his fallen brothers and searches for an easy target (in the 2nd floor, a small set up of all the other areas with small painted figures)

You ask about me. I isolated myself away from the others to keep myself from harming others. I trap myself in the stars above (Her room hidden in the astrology moon room of the 5th floor)

(I can't mention the others til I draw the mini dolls,they look like the Homa Mart doll puzzle ones)

#insoundmindocthesorrow #ismoc

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justmewondering56 · 7 months

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#Breaking bad #american lawsuit #im slow girls #but nobody wants more drowned pit bulls and cats in the system #Pendeha #Smoke a Guinea pig in fluid?#Let’s makes sure we’re all happy with bugs #Income harm #Light therapy #robert Downey jr #petscop #rebirthing #american women love dog cat and trey parker #American women upstate love bug may only have bug #i love monster lo carb #Anti depression #anti animal harm #Dni if consume harm of animal willing like d-mon

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moonlight26posts-blog · 5 months

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In Baltimore County, MD: OVER CAPACITY: 8 year old mix Seeking Rescue or Adopter

Baltimore County Animal Services is urgently seeking rescue placement or an adopter for Boss. Boss is an 8 year old, 75 pound pit bull mix that was surrendered to us. Boss’ owners were seniors and moving where dogs his size were not allowed. Boss was originally given to them by a family member as a puppy. Boss was the lone survivor of his litter when the others drowned in a storm. Despite his age, Boss is energetic and likes to play with sticks and toys, as well as cuddle up after play time. Boss is up to date on vaccines, heartworm tested negative, and neutered. If you are interested in pulling Boss, or have any questions, please let us know! Adopters are welcome to visit our available pets 12pm-5pm Tuesdays-Sundays.

Thank you,

Megan Phillabaum

Rescue Coordinator

Baltimore County Animal Services

13800 Manor Road

Baldwin, MD 21013

410-887-7297

[email protected]

To see other animals in need of rescue, visit here: https://www.baltimorecountymd.gov/departments/animal-services/rescue-partners

Baltimorecountymd.gov/animalservices

#dog rescue maryland #dog rescue baltimore maryland #dog rescue #doglover #dog adoption maryland #cute animals #adopt a dog #senior dogs #senior dog rescues #baltimore county animal services #adoptable #adorable #adorable pets

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clouddynasty · 6 months

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Been thinking- what if I made reader fanfic (idk if I want it to be a romantic one since it will be cool to have an awesome badass reader that rolls there eyes at the thought of it🧍🏾‍♀️)

I mostly wanna write stuff for Mk but if I find other hyperfications like avatar (the funny blue aliens) I will def write. Anyway here is a short story you can imagine ur character, oc or yourself as them if u want (u just wrote while being brain dead lmao)

If anyone ever gets ideas for stories please fill my brain

❄️——————story starts here——————❄️

clicking sounds of heels echoed on the cold pavement, as the lone person ran... Fled even, the deafening sounds of screaming and the crashing waves overwhelmed their senses. It almost felt as if the water had already swept them away drowning them in the cold depths and suffocating them in a bottomless pit full of cold bodies and ruins of where they once lived. But even with the speed that the adrenaline had created for them, the water was like a predator hunting prey. They speak a few words under their breath as their hands glow a (colour). A symbol glowed on the ground as the circular barrier whisped around them quickly as their fingers strained to keep it up. The cold depths smashed into the dome like a raging bull engulfing it and making the dome almost crack against the weight. Sweating bullets the person slowly laid down to their knees and closed their eyes trying to concentrate on keeping the barrier up, knowing that if they met eyes with the cold bodies that floated around them their composure would burst along with the barrier.

There was a chill. Water now lowered enough where it would not sweep you off your feet the lone survivor opened their eyes from their deep meditation, exhausted and ached they let the force field crack into non-existent particles. Standing up before the water took hold of anything above the waist they cracked their hands seeing that their veins were popping out horrendously due to the long periods of using a power they had not fully perfected. Looking around in shock and sadness the destruction that had happened out of nowhere had their heart crack as if it was glass. Seido looked like ancient underwater ruins minus the bodies of people they once knew, children… animals… adults' souls now in the clutches of the forest of souls. There was a heaviness to their thoughts as they looked at the damp rotting corpses of residents that used to be graced with life, it felt as if a shadow sat on their back and clutched their throat in a dark passion, sadistic… cold hearted it hovers over them like a sudden plague.

Finally snapping out the horrible images that lay before them they immediately searched for survivors… it was golden time… there was no time to cry and mourn… that was for later. Calling out to anyone hoping for a call back the barren wasteland was quiet… so quiet Fortunately adrenaline covered their anxieties in a blanket before exposing them to the chilling truth.

“I have to leave…” they whispered.

#mortal kombat #mk1

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📁📁📁 for Sally, Evan, Jesse <3 🥰

SEND 📁 FOR ONE SMALL (OR RANDOM) HEADCANON ABOUT MY CHARACTERS || NOT ACCEPTING

Of all the things the afterlife threw at her, blindness (or near-blindness rather) was by far one of the least mortifying ordeals she found herself rising in the face of. In fact, even if she hadn’t died, she’d expected that she would find herself blind eventually— by her 60s if she was being optimistic, though realistically, it would likely be gone no later than her 55 birthday.

See, Sally had or rather has degenerative Myopia. It started in her late 20s, but has continued to progress, year by year. If anything, she figures it’s been slow coming, after all, she’s now entering her 40s and still seeing with the aid of her glasses, though her prescriptions have been getting stronger and stronger.

The painful truth, however, was that no matter how the prescriptions had been helping keep the status quo. They had an expiry point, a point of no return when they couldn’t help any longer, and the end result would be the same: she would lose her sight and she needed to be prepared. It stung but she knew there was nothing to be gained from the denial and had taken to learning braille and researching the resources available to the blind for when that day finally came and her sight finally gave way to a vague, shifting blur of color and light.

Evan is SEVERELY claustrophobic. It all goes back to that day in the mines, rocks cascading down and men screaming. Even though it’s far beyond him, every enclosed space leaves him feeling back between those rocks, pinned in, unable to move or scream. And the panic sets in quick, not with sobbing or hyperventilation but anger— screaming anger.

All the adrenaline comes forward with one goal: escape and breath. He needs to free himself from the right space to breath, he needs to get out no matter what and no matter what stands in the way. If I had to compare it to anything, it would be the way a drowning man will drag down anything and anyone in his reach for even the slightest breath of air.

Evan is, however, DEEPLY ashamed of both this fear and his reaction to it. When the adrenaline crashes, he’s left feeling hollow and shameful— but at the end of the day, he’ll still do very little to try and work through it, or even acknowledge it. He feels resigned to the phobia from his trauma, unable to work through it and almost like it’s a kind of punishment for him: as though the fear and the panic and making others see him differently is some just desserts. Which needless to say is neither constructive or a healthy outlook on the situation.

ALSO JESSE!!!! Okay, this guy, THIS. FUCKING. GUY. He is a dog dad, not just like a ‘he likes dogs and takes zeal in caring for them,’ no, he is a Dog Dad (derogatory). He may care and feel very little for humans, but animals hold his heart in a vice grip and his pooches are akin to both children and his best friends. And on that note, he has two! Two rescue pit bulls, both absolute babies, named Tinkerbell and Wendy. They are always on his heel, following behind him with love and he lives for it. He’ll dress them both up in matching outfits with him, he has special clothes to protect them from the elements, they get a raw diet and hell! He runs an Instagram for them too!

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Hi this is mainly for my friend but I was thinking about some of the one piece characters as cats, I’ve only read to chapter 30 so it’s only Nami, Luffy, Zoro, and Usopp

Luffy the type of cat who can’t swim, but whenever you’re taking bath he’ll jump straight into the water and then act surprised that he’s drowning

Also a very lanky cat, and stretch it’s very hard to pick him up cause of it

He’d also be a calico style cat or a black and white one, and loves running around and slamming into shit.

Would scarf his food down then try to steal everyone else’s, zoro’s kick his ass countless time

Also cat fights are hourly, like clock work Usopp and Luffy are the main antagonists

They also run around @ night knocking shit over and being the loudest POS then conk out all day

Zoro’s the cat that gets out and starts cat fights with the neighbor hood cats, comes back scratched up but soooooo proud of himself

Zoro’s the cat you get @ the shelter who every person told you was gonna be a problem and be hard to take care of and was gonna probably be very aggressive, and they were right but he also licks your nose when you’re laying on the couch so it’s worth it

Zoro also knocks glass specifically off the counter so that’s why you have to buy plastic dishes unless you want the most violent carpet known to man

He’s one of those built ass ugly ass blond cats(/pos) and has green eyes, also I feel like if he didn’t have green hair he’d have that fugly blond military cut hair

Doesn’t let anyone near him, unless it’s his favorite person. But it’s kinda hard to tell who’s his favorite person or he’s the one who lays on you, which is rare

Lays on your neck when you’re asleep and chokes you out, lovingly

Brings you dead birds as a sign of affection

Also watches you piss, just direct eye contact until you’re done

90% of your catch scratches are from him, but it’s like, lovingly

The other 10% are from Nami surprisingly, but that’s because you got too close to her horde of your shit

Steals everything from everyone and keeps it in a specific corner in a room or under your bed if she can

Very sweet but the type to let you pet her then bites immediately after

She has the bastard disease

I mean what do you expect from those gross lil orange cats

I need to stop being so damn mean, I fuckibg love cats wtf

Shes always napping on the stuff you need and looks at you bastardly when you try and gently try and get her off

Then gets offended when you actually do get her off

Kneeds your leg aggressively with the sweetest smile so you don’t do anything about it

She lays in your lap while your work or play games and licks your chin

Also grooms your hair or just licks your bald head if you don’t have any

Namis definitely the type to eat shit she shouldn’t eat

I said she hordes random shit but 90% is like any jewelry you own or shiny shit and old socks

Has eaten said jewelry and you’ve taken her to the pet ER numerous times for it, and she always has this shit eating grin on her face when you take her home

Usopp you found suck in your fence on a rainy day, you had to call a fire man to get him out and he’s been your problem everyday

Him and luffy have 4 brain cells combined, and luffy does not like sharing

Usopp gets trapped in everything and waits for you to come bail him out by meowing/screaming

He’s super cuddly though and very playful, he likes to act big and scary but one sudden move and he’s sprinting out pissing himself

Scared of everything new, then once he gets familiar it’s suddenly his favorite thing in the world

Also gets into fights like zoro but always looses and comes back crying and sad

He has big dog syndrome but for cats, he thinks he can fight pit bulls 9x his size but then runs away screaming the moment they move

But will still try and fight you

Gets into everything too somehow, then can’t get out??

Actually love water and will regularly hop in the tub w/ you and swim around

I feel like he could be a leash cat, walk him around on a leash

He’s a turtle shell cat btw, vry important

Runs around at ungodly hours of the night and jumps on you while you’re sleeping

But gets pissy if you wake him up

Prolly the best one to cuddle with, he’ll lay on your chest and purr while you two watch a movie

Walks on your keyboard while you’re typing though, bastard man

Licks everything too, everything he can get his spiky little tongue

Like zoro he’ll bring you stuff from his ‘hunt’ but it’s just leaves and sticks, you appreciate them anyways cause he got them FOR YOU

Does those very unimpressive jumps, falls a lot tbh

Loves playing w/ toys and his is the only reason you buy them, his favorite ones are the ones shaped like animals, especially birds

Jumps when he sees cucumbers & pickles

Fights w/ Nami a lot but that’s cause she takes his favorite toys into her stash and he wants them back and the two just growl and hiss at each other til they start fighting

Him and luffy get into a lot of trouble and have broken so many household appliances

Sleeps on freshly clean laundry and refuses to get up to let you fold and put it away

Don’t worry about him getting locked in the dryer he’s too scared to even go in there

Loves to drink out of the toilet like a dirty gremlin, every time you scold him he just has a blank stare on his face like •_____•

He’ll climb up your pant leg just to get your attention like kittens

He’s an attention whore

This was fun, I hope you like it calico :))

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