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corpsebasil · 11 months
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Love Me Harder
DONT TOUCH ME RN IM JUMPING AROUND THE ROOM
When Ethan accidentally hurts his girlfriend, his fear of hurting her again makes him push her away.
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He’d cut you.
So shallowly it was practically a scratch, but you still slapped a hand over your arm as you stared, wide eyed, at Ghostface. You could’ve sworn he’d pulled back, had tried not to do it, when he jumped away from you almost as fast as you did from him. And then Tara was grabbing you, yanking you after them, even as it took Ghostface half a second to recover his senses and give chase.
You’d refused very adamantly to go across the ladder. You were the last one in line, shaking as you looked at the drop. Anika went before you, encouraged by Mindy and Sam to hurry the fuck up, and she’d just made it across to the window beyond when Ghostface burst into the room.
He took one look at you and paused; you were trembling, gripping the windowpane, your eyes glued to the long distance below. Your fear of heights was so bad you could hardly take an elevator, let alone crawl across a ladder to a window several feet away.
“I cant do it.” You wept, shaking your head as your friends screamed at you, urging you to come on. You turned, your panic rising as you saw Ghostface approaching slowly, your cries coming faster and more frantic. “I cant do it please don’t hurt me don’t—” Your scream was abruptly cut off when he passed you, moving to toss the ladder onto the ground below.
Effectively trapping you.
Tara was sobbing loudly as Mindy yelled out curses; you were sure Anika needed to go to the hospital. You were praying someone had called the police.
“Would you hurt a defenseless damsel in distress?” You asked, feeling hysterical as Ghostface turned his head, fixing that cold mask’s stare onto your shaking frame. You inched away, eyeing the bedroom door. “Wait look, what’s that!” He actually looked, turning, when you pointed behind him. Then you ran for it. “No!” You screeched as he tripped you, your body crashing down onto the carpet.
And just as you were sure you were going to die, all because you saw that scene from Nerve and didn’t feel like reenacting it, you heard shouting and cop sirens coming from downstairs and outside. You looked over your shoulder; Ghostface pointed his knife at you, as if in warning, and fled.
Now you sat on the edge of an ambulance, Tara’s hand laced with your own. Your tears had long since dried on your face but you still trembled. Anika had been rushed to the hospital, the police insisting the rest of you stay at the scene, but you’d been told it was uncertain if she’d live.
Mindy had torn into you over your resistance to cross the ladder, but, after seeing your haunted expression, had went on to thank you for letting Anika go first. If you’d have crossed and then froze, paralyzed by fear of falling, she would’ve been left to die.
“Y/N.” Tara whispered, giving your hand a squeeze. You looked up and saw Ethan, a concerned look on his face as he ducked under the crime tape and moved towards you.
Chad gave you a warning glance and moved off off of the ambulance; he was as protective of you as if you were his own sister and as you watched him grab your boyfriend and slam him against a car, you couldn’t help but feel a twinge of gratitude at his protectiveness. But you still tensed up, rising a bit from your seat to help.
“Dude, I was in a study hall with a hundred other people. You can ask any of them.” Ethan was saying as you stood.
“Y/N, don’t.” Mindy warned, grabbing your hand as Tara shot you a surprised look. “He could be Ghostface. We can’t trust his ass.”
“I trust him.” You argued, pulling away from her and moving to Ethan. Chad shook his head at you, disapproving, even as you pushed past and wrapped your arms around the brunet boy.
“Oh my god.” Ethan gasped, seeing the bandage wrapped around your arm. He hugged you back, but hesitantly. You’d ignored the way he seemed to stiffen when you held him, but felt a twinge of hurt when he pulled away too quickly. “Who?” He asked, nodding towards the jumble of police officers.
“Quinn.” You said, sniffing, and wiped your cheek with the back of your hand. “And Anika got stabbed. She’s in the hospital—they don’t know if she’ll make it.”
“And you—” an odd look crossed his face as he took in the sight of your arm again.
“I’m fine.” You told him, eager for him to hold you again, but he didn’t. He seemed to take a step back, away from you, like he didn’t want you to touch him. “I couldn’t cross the ladder. He almost had me, E.”
“That’s—” he swallowed. “That sucks. Im sorry.”
“That sucks?” You asked, eyebrows furrowing as you looked at him. He was staring behind you, avoiding your eyes. You’d expected him to be upset; you’d almost died, and he didn’t even have the decency to look too unhappy about it? “Ethan what—”
“Come on, Y/N.” Tara called, but you only stared at Ethan, searching his face for any signs of grief or worry for your safety.
“Did you even hear what I said?” Your voice cracked and he finally looked at you, a frown pulling at his mouth. “Ethan?”
“I heard you.” He said simply and you felt like he’d punched you in the gut. You took a step away, your mouth trembling as he stared at you with a look of blankness.
“Y/N, come on. We’re going to check on Anika.” Tara called you again. The entire group was listening to this exchange. You felt mortified, and hurt, and slightly heartbroken. So you turned, trying not to cry as you climbed into the back of the ambulance, Tara immediately scooting in and wrapping an arm around your shoulders.
“You’re at the top of my list.” You heard Mindy tell Ethan, but you didn’t look at him again, not until you heard Chad say something you couldn’t hear. You saw Ethan’s face grow pale, his eyes finding your own and, right before the doors of the ambulance shut behind the four of you, hurt and fear crossed his expression.
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It had been days since he’d spoken to you.
The two of you hadn’t talked since the night at Tara’s apartment and you were growing more and more anxious by the day. You’d called him about a hundred times and, when you saw him at school, he dodged you. Your heart was breaking; you loved him, had thought he loved you, and he wouldn’t even speak to you.
So you found yourself at Chad’s dorm, knocking harshly against the door as you wiped the tears of frustration from your face. You didn’t know what to do—yell at him, break up with him, you didn’t know.
Chad opened the door, took in your expression, and shook his head.
“He uh, he can’t talk to you.”
“Why not?” You asked, pushing passed the boy and into the room. He grabbed your hand and, though you tugged, he was stronger than you.
“He���s in—I don’t know he’s been like catatonic the past few days. He says he doesn’t want to see you, I’m sorry.” When you stared, chest rising and falling at a rapid clip, he added, “maybe it’s for the best, Y/N.”
“Fuck that.” You snapped, wrenching your hand away, and moved to Ethan’s room. “You wanna explain what the fuck is going on?” You asked, opening his door and slamming it roughly behind you.
He was already standing, expression pained as you heaved for breath. Your heart was racing so fast you could barely think.
“Y/N, listen,” he started, in a calm tone that infuriated you. “it’s not your fault. I just think that maybe this isn’t working out and—”
“What? The day before we got attacked you said you loved me. You love me. And then all of a sudden, couple days later, and you just—don’t anymore?”
“Y/N—”
“No. You’re gonna tell me the real reason, E. It is because you’re afraid? Did me getting hurt freak you out so bad you’re pushing me away?” Then you paused, your breath hitching as tears began to slip down your cheeks. “Or did you lie? You—” You covered your mouth and turned away, unable to look at him.
“Y/N, please.” Ethan sighed, coming up behind you to touch your waist. He pressed his face against your shoulder as you cried, your body trembling as you fought the urge to sink back into his hold. “I didn’t lie. I love you.”
“Then why?” You breathed, turning to face him. His expression was the most agonized you’d ever seen it, and your stomach turned. “Why, Ethan?”
“I cant—” He shook his head once, twice. “I cant lose you. I don’t want you hurt.”
“Then stay with me. Be with me and we’ll stick together. Ghostface is dumb and we’re smart, remember? We can try and fight—”
“Please go.” He begged, resting his forehead onto your own. “This is hard for me. I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you.”
“I’m not going anywhere.” You murmured, clasping his neck in your hands. Your fingers brushed against his hair as you looked at him, taking in the pained look on his face. “We’re a team? Aren’t we?”
He sniffed and nodded, allowing you to lean up and, as soft as you could, brush a kiss against his mouth.
“I’m sorry, baby.” He whispered, holding you close to him. “I’m so fucking sorry for hurting you.”
“It’s okay.” You told him, kissing him again, and allowed him tug you impossibly close, forgiving him with every inch of your being.
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Spider leading the Recom crew. Even as a prisoner he still taught them the Na'vi way. You can't tell me this isn't his song.
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baskeigh-ball · 1 year
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Hi!! I just wanted to come on here and say that I love your art and your AU. Thank you so much for giving my son raph some love.
Make sure to take care, and don't overwork yourself!
-✨️🌙
awww dude thank you!! this was so nice to read, especially from a fellow raph enthusiast ( ^ᗜ^)
you take care as well, and have a good rest of your day <3
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(Content warning: mentions of death)
Thinking about Izuku deciding to bury his feelings about losing people he loves, never allowing himself to feel their losses and grieve. He goes beyond his limits, and goes further than that because he can’t afford to stop because if he stops then he feels and he can’t afford to feel, not when he has people counting on him.
Shouta watches Izuku run himself into the ground and not looking after himself as he should be. He sees how broken Izuku has become but refuses to acknowledge it and continues to push forward. He sees how exhausted Izuku is and how he never truly smiles anymore, they’re all too wide and fake.
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dimmadoome · 7 months
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Any other indigenous person listen to Hozier's "Butchered Tongue" and start sobbing uncontrollably or was it just me?
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ofduskanddreams · 1 year
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WHY, literally seven lines into Eris's first pov of the fic, am I getting teary eyed because Nicaise just sauntered over with his little cat bell and joined the conversation!? I never get emotional over my own writing. Send help.
*full disclosure I’m just playing around to get a feel for the characters and the world, what actually ends up being in the final product has not been decided
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whyamiheretumbled · 10 months
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SPOILERS LAST RONIN
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Mikey dies and becomes Casey Marie's big brother/Sensei and he gets a happier life and she paints his nails black and they sparr and adopt turtles and his brothers are spirits and hang out with them and April cuz I said so like wydm he does that's the weirdest thing ever he kept his promise and started teaching her 🙄🤨
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oh my god,,,, reading livio and razlo’s internal dialogue during their fight against crimson nail. girl help
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goddesslunaris · 11 months
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you know how you hear a vintage song and you are crying for a life you never lived? like, damn dame vera lynn, why you gotta make me cry when my fiance is being drafted to join the war?
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@takottai @thelighttasteslikelasagna @yourlocalkrankenpflegerin
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vhenann · 11 months
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little tidbits from the d.alish origin that i love for evren
she was supposed to be helping master ilen (they call him varathorn in the dialogue but that's the name of the master in the brecilian clan so i'm assuming they meant ilen) and i've always headcanoned her as being an amazing craftsman and being in talks to be ilen's apprentice
the halla love her
ashalle sat outside the keeper's aravel the whole time evren was unconscious
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yubnubforhire · 11 months
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Why are the McClain sisters out here getting me emotional like no one’s business
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choke-me-eddie · 1 year
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congratulations on 2k lovely!! you’re so very talented and one of the main reasons i was influenced to start writing myself. you deserve every follower and so many more <33
Emmy why you gotta make me cry like this 😭😭😭 thank you so much lovely, I'm so grateful for this nerdy ass stoner boy cos he's enriched my life with so many beautiful friends like you!!
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kithtaehyung · 1 year
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so damn random but does anyone keep up with boys planet
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I hate Jensen Ackles
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Otoko
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Otama
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Momo
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Why these Wano kids making me feel these things. Got me crying for these babies🤧
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liltangerineart · 1 year
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Hiii love~~
I just wanted to thank you for making my day so much better today. I was having a pretty crappy day till I read all of your works and the smile on my face literally literally couldn’t get bigger and I was screaming into my pillow from the feels (i feel like as a 21 y.o I should be embarrassed about the screaming but oh well). I also looked through your art and you’re just so amazing and talented!!! I literally can’t wait for anything that comes next! Thank you!!!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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The way that this found me on a bad day too 🥹 ngl this had me tear up a bit. Like my dumb little words making someone’s day??? Making someone smile??? Stfu I will literally kiss you right now 😭💕✨and don’t be embarrassed about the screaming, if what I write doesn’t make me scream or giggle like a fucking school girl, I👏🏼will👏🏼not👏🏼post👏🏼 I’m so glad you enjoyed my works and I hope you continue to enjoy the next ones 😁💕✨
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