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writeouswriter · 10 months
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So, should I work on my WIP with the sad pathetic tortured guy or my WIP with the sad pathetic tortured guy?
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afaramir · 3 months
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if i read enough mary oliver poems in a row it will fix me right. right?
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iknowitwontwork · 9 months
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I'M SCREAMING OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD
this was literally cardan in book 1
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AND THIS IS HIM IN BOOK 3 BENDING HIS MORALS TO SAVE HIS WIFE AND KEEP HER WITH HIM EVEN THOUGH HE HAS TO KILL PEOPLE TO DO THAT SHUT UP OMG OMG
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sunglassesmish · 6 months
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!!!!!!!!!!!!
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inloveamateursatbest · 7 months
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paintaya · 9 days
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anotha request was black pearl...belove.d.... i didn't even mean to finish this so soon, but she lures me in </33
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updatingranboo · 6 months
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another insta story !!!!
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ghostofchaos-past · 7 months
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yanderederee · 1 year
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ForeverYours,
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tw; obsessive behavior, manipulation(?).. kinda soft? Sorry if I missed anything. ;~;
Part1 … now~ … Part3 … Part4 … Part5
A civil twilight graced the sky before Mikey felt the urge to stir himself awake from a nap. While he may have rustled himself awake by accident, he did his best to pretend he hadn’t.
There was no way he was getting up.
Immediately, he went to shift into a comfortable sleeping position. In this attempt, his conscious took note of a squirming warmth lingering against him. Immediately feeling a large smile creep past his fake sleep.
Then, in a gentle squeeze, he feels himself being tucked deeper under a duvet.
So thoughtful.
So considerate.
You hated when Mikey looked like he may be cold.
“Manjiro?” You whisper.
Immediately his eyes feather open, tickling the hollow of your neck intentionally. You let out a silent giggle , before taking the blond’s face in your hands.
“C’mon baby boy, you have a meeting soon.”
He wanted to argue, mostly that it was absolute law he couldn’t separate from you.
“But I’m cold~” he lied in between his yawns.
And like a spell, he found himself drifting into your scent. You held him tighter in your embrace.
“Ten more minutes,” your lips etched against his temple, your breath sending his entire body into high alert when you brushed passed his ear. He’d expected you to cuddle yourself into his neck, expecting himself to scoop your form out from under him and laugh.
He loved imagining your laugh. You smiled a lot around him. You couldn’t help but swoon for his charm.
Mikey loved the affection. The connection. The refreshed feeling he has after a good nap. Nothing wrong in the world.
But rather than cuddling into his side as he’d expected you would, you shifted an elbow to prop your form to look down at him.
In his late dreamy daze, windows misting a bright blue screen across the room, he’s never known a peace as perfect as this.
Security and reliance. Give and give and give and give. You were all that is right in this broken world.
And he will not let you go.
“Manjiro,” you sang, fingers tracing the hair that fell into his face.
“Yes?” Mikey answered obediently.
“Have you eaten today?”
“Mmhm!~”
“Mannnjiroooo..” you protested.
You always knew when Mikey wasn’t taking care of himself. With no real encouragement, he would honestly probably only eat sweets, and ruin his health. Skipping Meals. Become malnourished. Sleeping too much or not enoug—-
“Is my cutie worried about me?~”
“I always worry about you,”
“You worry too muchh~”
“I love you.”
The world stopped.
And something snapped. What was it?
He tried coming back to reality, to ask if he really heard you correctly.
Before Manjiro had the chance, he couldn’t help taking note how dark it was now. How much time has passed? Time wasn’t moving, but the color of the room darkened like a blanket.
“You do?” He asked, serious.
Never losing his intense stare, your pupils dilate with glee.
“Maybe,” you teased.
Uninterested in the chase, he pressed.
Automatic and rough hands shape along the side of your neck.
Calloused fingers weave your scalp, and thumbs brush harshly against your cheek bones.
You let out a sharp gasp when he tore you up and against his chest. It was jerky and possessive. His love sick smile gently lay on the back burner.
For now, his blank black eyes bare down at you.
“Y/nnchin is mine, right?”
You’ve heard people address Mikey by many scary titles, but he had never seemed scary to you. He was intimidating and forward, but you’ve felt nothing but safe in Manjiro’s presence.
But every ounce of darkness he possessed, seemed to spiral you into a heavy, crushing fall.
A cold sweat forces your body to adjust to your surroundings.
Yet despite his expressionless stone mask, you saw through Manjiro, who’d always found himself racing against something. Racing a victorless race at full throttle. Chasing that one headlight is what keeps his sanity tethered.
The headlight he chased after, he saw it shining against the tears that glass over your adoring gaze.
“Yes, Manjiro. I love you,”
You straighten your form to sit with the boy.
“So,”
Your hands cover his dry and scabbed over knuckles.
“Very”
Gently, you rest your lips against his motionless ones.
“Much.”
You let a giggle escape, Manjiro’s hands, that you were cradling so tenderly just a second ago were now tangling circles around your stomach.
“You’re so amazing…” he breathed heavily against your diaphragm. Tears welling up in his eyes,
“Too good for those assholes to take advantage of.” Mikey felt his nails dig deep into your hips, an emotion of love and anger rushing through him all at once.
“Whatever you want the future to look like, I will make it happen.
“For as long as you live, I won’t let anything bad ever happen to us.”
Manjiro felt himself praying against your chest. Quickly following, he lifts his head, chin resting against your chest. His face was flush with emotion and immediately after catching your eye, couldn’t stop himself from devouring all the love he could from you. …❤︎
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yen-stanning · 23 days
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HOW ARE Y'ALL FEELING?! BECAUSE I HAVE LITERALLY LOST MY MIND
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venuscruel · 6 months
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Ambassadors aruani!
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kitmarlowe · 1 year
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arendclles · 3 months
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rogue one </3
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booasaur · 2 years
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Wednesday (2022) - Official Trailer
Bonus:
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flickerintwilights · 8 months
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ahsoka episode today was:
*giggles, kicks feet* OOOooh is the narrative gonna make them make Bad choices??? are we gonna- oh *giggles* that’s so gay. they’re just standing next to each other but *giggl- wait wait is she dead waIT SNIPSPPSJFSSS
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ririemimo · 11 months
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// specials spoilers
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Translated the fight scene between xiaotian and azure !! 👀 again there may have been mistakes sooo yeah! i think this is something while we wait for the eng ver to release hehe
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