#if you don't think they're going to end up together argue with the wall!

[kvtie444]

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Summary: Chris, your best friend's brother, is in a relationship. Despite that, the two of you began a discreet fwb relationship that initially felt enjoyable. However, as time goes on, you find yourself unable to resist developing deeper feelings for him.

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I take a deep breath, casting my gaze over at the peacefully sleeping body next to me. Chris's features are like a canvas before me – his brown hair, now tousled and covering his eyes, freckles emerging as the weather warms, his pink lips slightly parted, and his chest rising rhythmically with every breath. My attention shifts to both our phones resting on the nightstand. In my effort to check the time without disturbing his slumber, I grab the first phone I can reach, unwittingly selecting Chris's

7:28 am

Missed call from Anna 🤍

Anna 🤍: Baby, I miss you.

Anna 🤍: Call me later, ily x.

I sigh and power off my phone, tracing my fingers over the edge of his phone case.

I'm know what you're thinking – I'm a horrible person. Fucking with someone in a relationship is undeniably a shitty thing to do. I don't argue with that. Chris and I started seeing eachother three months ago, while he's been dating Anna for two. It started at some after party, one thing lead to another and all I knew was that it felt good and I didn’t want to stop. But when he started getting serious with Anna, I attempted to end it with him, but when his lips find your neck, creating a symphony of kisses and heavy breaths while his fingers deliver everything you crave and more, it's impossible to say no.

The real predicament, however, is his brother, Nick. Nick is my best friend, and I love him more than myself. I wasn't particularly close to Matt, but Nick and I were platonic soulmates. He had no clue about Chris and me. In fact, he hasn't even seen us having more than three conversations together. The main source of my guilt was Nick, not Anna – who, to be honest, was kind of a bitch.

I sigh and turn my attention back to Chris, gently shaking him awake. He groans, his hand finding its way to my waist. "Chris, wake up. You need to go," I whisper softly, nudging him awake for school. He grumbles a bit more before sitting up, rubbing his eyes sleepily. Grabbing his shirt from the edge of the bed, he throws it on, standing up to put on his shoes – a routine we've established by now.

I rise from my bed, dressed in shorts and a long-sleeve top, and head to my closet to pick out an outfit for school. A presence leans down beside me, a hand on my waist, prompting me to turn around. Chris smiles down at me, his blue eyes locking onto mine. "I'll see you at school later, yeah?" he practically whispers, leaning toward me. "Mhm," I hum, nodding. He smiles, presses a soft kiss to my lips, then pulls away, leaving my room, followed by the sound of my front door shutting.

I turn to look at myself in the mirror, taking back breath, alone again.

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"They're just driving me crazy," Nick vents as we walk down the hallway. He's caught up in a massive argument with Matt and Chris, and he's been on tangent about it all morning. Leaning against the wall further down the hall, I spot Chris with his girlfriend and their friends. Our eyes lock, and as I approach down his side of the hallway, Anna grabs his face, pulling him into a kiss. I avert my gaze, walking on with Nick, attempting to push aside the twinge of jealousy.

"Y/n?" Nick interrupts my thoughts as we reach our classroom. "You okay?" he asks, holding the door open for us. "Yeah, just didn't sleep well last night," I reply, a half-truth.

"Alright, you still coming to the lacrosse game tonight?" Nick questions as we take our seats. I reach into my bag for my books. "Yeah, of course, I'll be there," I reply with a smile. Nick hated attending the games but had to as the photographer. He'd always pick me up and drop me off after the game, so it didn't bother me much. "I heard Nate's looking forward to seeing you there," Nick smirks, teasing me about Nate's crush. My cheeks tint red, but I manage a smile. Nate had had a thing for me for a while, and the idea wasn't unappealing. I wasn't blind - he was a good looking and nice guy.

I push my hair behind my ear, and my attention is drawn to the door. Chris walks in with his friends, including Nate. Speak of the devil. I lock eyes with Nate, and he smiles, taking a seat in front of me, with Chris to his right. I find myself staring at the back of Chris's head, contemplating that with school ending this year, I've got nothing left to lose.

Suddenly, Nate turns around, catching me off guard. "Do you have a spare pen?" he smiles at me. I momentarily freeze before handing him a spare pen. "Yeah," I reply. As I pass it over, our fingers brush. "Thanks. Am I gonna see you tonight at the game?" He smirks, propping his arm on the back of his chair. I smile, looking at him, when I notice Chris's eyes turning cold, glancing over at us without turning his head. I refocus on Nate, "Yeah, I'll see you there," I reply, leaning forward slightly. I hear Chris kiss his teeth, prompting both Nate and me to glance over. Nate smirks at me, his eyes flickering over my lips and back to my eyes before turning back around.

I know this will rile Chris up, tension building. It's unfair; he could be with other girls, but if I even talk to another guy, he acts possessive. I brace myself, knowing he'd run it up on me tonight; I'm in for it now.

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[thosewildcharms]

i'll be thinking about 1x04 for the rest of my life probably, but currently i'm thinking about how genius it was that instead of the episode being about convincing rick to fight the CRM, as I originally thought it would be, it ended up being a battle to bring rick himself back to life. it's both rick and michonne fighting to revive a dead man who is doing anything he can to stay dead.

the show had already established that rick metaphorically killed himself and made okafor's mission his own instead of committing suicide and that from the moment she arrived he went into panic mode and was doing everything he could do put himself between her and the many threats aimed at her. like, we knew all of that going in.

and then this episode blows that wide open in the first, what, ten minutes? the CRM thinks they're dead. they can leave. and still, rick clings to okafor's mission. and in the hands of lesser writers, in the hands of any other production team who did not understand these characters as profoundly as danai and andy understand them, that's where it would have ended. rick would have genuinely been fully brainwashed and have been coming from a place of misplaced egotism, and they'd be having a very different fight. it would be rick insisting he had to fight the crm alone and michonne arguing that they can fight them together with nothing deeper than that going on.

but of course that's not it, because that's not rick grimes, and this is danai gurira's pen. he's not brainwashed, he's broken. he's so deeply and profoundly traumatized that clinging to this mission as a way of maintaining his own metaphorical death has become the last and strongest wall of his self-defense mechanism. and he spends the whole episode desperately trying to keep that wall up, and failing.

when he sees michonne's scar, he immediately looks for the PRB. because the physical proof of how much danger she will always be in reminds him of how much he can no longer bear to witness it. when michonne tells him about RJ, he asks her to give him the PRB and when he learns that RJ calls himself Little Brave Man, he doubles down on okafor's plan. because he can never lose another child (the way he lost carl twice) if he never knows or meets him in the first place. when michonne blows up about how scared and guilty she feels about not being with their kids he goes completely cold and blank and tells her to go back home. because if they're all out of sight and together they'll always be alive in his mind. because he's already dead, but they don't have to be. he becomes truly recognizable to michonne, to remain unmoved in the face of her pain like that.

and yet. he lasts about ten seconds before sprinting after when she leaves the room. he fusses over her when she can't stop coughing and refuses to leave her side when she's in danger. several times michonne checks in, to see if her rick is still there ("do you still love me?" "I just needed to hear you say it") and confirms that yes, he is. he's emphatic that he has never stopped loving her and never will, that she never has to thank him ever, for saving her life or for anything else. over and over, his love for her wins out even though he's trying so hard to keep that wall up. to remain dead so she will leave and keep living. he's trying to convince both her and himself that he's already gone, but always breaks at the last minute because the immediacy of seeing her right in front of him is more powerful than his own fear. tries to shut himself down, can't resist her, rinse and repeat.

and god, michonne. i've been yammering about the intensity of rick's love for michonne for weeks now, but michonne has done nothing but prove that she's right there with him, if not more. to reveal that rick is the only person who has ever made her feel safe, only to have him continually reject her and be a stone wall against her anger and pain and fear and confusion was so fucking heartbreaking to watch, and still she spends the whole episode banging and scratching and tearing at that wall around him, begging to understand why he's lying to her, why he's being so antithetical to the man she loves. and once she figures out that there's something else going on, that the rick she loves is undoubtedly still in there, she knows exactly what to do to save him. she forces him to say how much he loves her, how much he can't bear to actually let her leave him, so both of them can hear it and then reminds him of how he loves her. this woman spent a decade alone, afraid, raising their kids and facing horrible trauma herself, almost dies trying to find her husband only to meet a stranger once she does, and still does not give up on him. fucking incredible.

i said in a previous post that the only thing that could keep rick grimes from doing anything to get back to his family is a threat to their lives. and it's still true - his grief and trauma is so profound that even the nebulous threat of losing them is so horrifically terrifying to him that he's refusing to go home to them, keeping himself dead to protect himself from their possible deaths. but ultimately, michonne's love for him is even stronger than that. it took almost a decade for the CRM to break him, and michonne brings him back in a day. because the love they have for each other is more powerful than anything. as she says, it can't be denied.

it's honestly the most romantic hour of television i've ever watched. there's so much more that i can say that i haven't even touched on here, and i'm sure i'll be thinking about it for a very long time.

#richonne #the ones who live #i think it goes without saying that danai and andy's performances are fucking insane as well. #twd

[coupleoffanfics]

Future Child

Okay, Batsis reader. Right? On board? This is around the time when y/n has given up the nightlife and hasn't detached herself from the family.

I'm gonna go off the wall and say what if the family was visited by y/n's child from the future? I know it sounds crazy, but please listen. The family could run a DNA test or the child could walk up to Bruce in broad daylight and whisper, "Hello, flying rodent".

They won't reveal their name, so they're just called V.

During their time there Dick would be so tempted to ask about the future. Maybe not things specifically about his life because he knows they can't answer questions like that. But he'll ask just stupid questions like do cats have jetpacks or something? He'd also try to get to know his nephew. What they like, personality, etc.

Tim and Bruce would be poking at them on how they got here. Though Bruce probably had to take a moment to crack a smile for a split second. He was going to be a grandpa one day and the thought made him tear up. It's just happy news all around for him but he wouldn't dare show it.

Damian would be observing them closely and taking note of their outfit which looked to be something a hero would wear. Making him wonder what kinda of hero they were and if they were any good at fighting. Both Jason and Barbara just stood back from the situation. Babs is still in a bit of shock but is happy to hear that y/n was able to gain the domestic lifestyle she wanted.

y/n's child gives them a gist of how ended up here without giving names. Dick would notice V glancing around the cave and offer to give them a tour. They except of course. He takes note of how V doesn't seem into small talk but asks a lot of questions. The whole family picks up on how X asks a lot of questions about y/n. Their mother. It's odd and a bit worrying to Bruce, but the others just think that y/n didn't talk too much about her time as Batgirl.

Everything is relatively calm until y/n walks into the Batcave for her laptop. V's calm, almost stoic mood is dropped. Tim and Bruce see how V almost took a step forward, but reluctantly stood still. How V started rapidly blinking their eyes and struggling to look at y/n.

Dick would probably zoom up to y/n with a big smile, "Hey, Mama bird, did you get the diapers?" And y/n just gives him a confused, maybe even sacred look.

Everything is going fine. The family is working together on getting them to their time. Cool, yeah, whatever.

But what if there's just something that triggers V. It could be something that was said or asked that leads V and y/n to argue. It's not even arguing. It's just V spilling out grievances about their father and kind of insulting y/n.

"I can't believe you'd still defend him even before you met him. How rich."…"You didn't plan me, but Dad did and you were somehow okay with it? I was only there to keep you down, but what about the other two? Did you love them more because Dad didn't plan them?"…"Dad may have cared about you, but not us. You weren't a monster like him, but letting him get away with so much makes you just as guilty."…"You're both broken people. Maybe you two are meant to be."

V storms off and y/n retreats to her room. Everyone is dumbstruck by this sudden revolution.

Eventually, V does apologize to y/n. When she awkwardly accepts, they get misty-eyed because they really didn't mean to say any of that. They know how she doesn't take the apology, not entirely, and they feel like shit. They do care about their mom, despite all that they said.

When it's almost time for V to return back to the future they pull the whole family aside. Excluding y/n so she won't hear what they're going to say.

"As you guessed my Dad wasn't the best. Mom never talked about any of you and with Dad being a villain I could understand why. He's not a good person in general. Mom deserved better, so this time around try doing a better job. Don't let her slip away or be taken away. If I'm born then you know you failed."

This resonates with the family and brings up questions that won't be answered anytime soon. I could see this leading the family to become yandere or overprotective. Either one is fine because their efforts are futile.

If going down the Yandere route then I could see them becoming so overbearing that y/n runs from them. They control her life. Who she talks to, where she goes, what she does. She can't live like this and she runs away when given the chance.

If going down the protective route then it's slightly better than the Yandere one. At least in terms of their relationship. They pay extra attention to her and check up on her regularly until one day she just disappears.

In each route, They'd keep a close eye on any guy that has similar physical features (ex: hair, eyes). Since V has stated they look more like their father. When she does go missing they'll search high and low for her, but there isn't anything that would locate where she is. Her disappearance keeps them up at night for many years until a vaguely familiar person visits the manor.

They awkwardly introduce themself, "Hi, my name is..."

They failed.

If anyone wants to write about this idea then go ahead. Doesn't even have to be the Batfamily. I won't write about it unless asked. I'm just not married to the idea. It almost 2 in the morning I need sleep.

#batfamily x batsis #batfamily x reader #bruce wayne x daughter!reader #dick grayson x batsis #damian wayne x batsis #jason todd x reader #ramble ideas from no one #tim drake x reader #batsis reader #batsis imagine

[shyravenns]

NikPrice headcanons that I wrote at 2am

. Price doesn't bother to say much to Soap or Ghost about their relationship since they so often remind him of Nikolai and himself. He sees the same level of codependence and rapid-fire intensity that they display towards each other, and he can't help but think of the gold necklace that's neatly tucked in his shirt.

- No such thing as a slow burn for these two. If you thought Ghost and Soap were codependent then you haven't met young!nikprice. They got better as they got older, but You Can Tell

- met in a scary forest, nik got a knife held to his throat, and Price woke up three hours later in an abandoned shed with their clothes scattered everywhere god bless 🙏

- both of them have scary dog privileges

- no matter where he is, Price will always look up at the sound of a helicopter and watch it until it fades into the distance.

. Price doesn't believe in soulmates, but he remembers to thank whatever God must be out there for putting him and Nik in that God forsaken forest where they both met each other.

. They absolutely fail at pretending to be excited when they see each other. Soap snickers as Price damn near refuses to take his eyes off of Nik vs Farah who rolls her eyes at the goofy smile Nik has plastered to his face when he sees Price. They're like *children*.

- Price is a boydad and Nik is a girldad go argue with the wall

. Price so blatantly loves the faint grey hairs that are slowly beginning to grow on Nik's belly. It's a reminder that they're still alive, and that maybe that happy ending is just on the horizon for them both. He wants to grow old with him.

- Nik, who is so gleeful at the faint grey hairs that have began to show in Price's beard over the years.

- got married in a run down chapel with a priest that Nik may or may not have threatened with a knife

- they have mastered the art of silent conversations much to everyone's annoyance.

- Nik is a romantic, and if you see Price with different flowers on his desk every Friday then no you didn't.

- both of them have shot each other, and no one knows the full story (Nik has told several different versions every time someone asks)

- they hibernate in the winter or at least they try to lmao (they both love naps). There's no little spoon or big spoon, just pass out on the bed and pray that neither of them fall out.

- dear God the snores that come from the both of them 💀

- He was his King, and God help anyone who dared to disrespect his King 😤😤😤

- They both enable each other lmao they're both several shades of unhinged, and honestly it's what makes the sex between them better

- my personal au is that Nik eventually gets hurt to the point where he can't go on missions anymore, and Price does not hesitate to step back from being in the field to take care of him. He's tired, and if this is the final push for him to lay down his weapons then so be it.

- They know each others moods as innately as they would their own. Nik can read the lines of exhaustion on Price's face as clearly as ever, and Price knows the deeper meaning behind every single one of Nik's "jokes"

- Price surprising Nik with his own new identity, and taking his last name 🥺 As if Nik would ever give up his last name "Price"

- would kill for each other 100% don't even have to ask twice.

- they like to fish, but honestly Price just likes it when Nik begins telling another one of his stories while he sits back and listens to the sound of his voice and gentle waves of lake at their quaint little cabin

- Not the best cooks, but they try! Have definitely taken a cooking class together with mixed (aka illegal) results.

- Alpha/Alpha coded im not sorry

#thats all i have bc im tired #nikprice #nikolai cod #price cod #john price #hc #cod mwii #inkove these two so much #call of duty

[theysaidhush]

Wooyoung fucks- loves your thighs

Message: [Hope you're alright ! Hum, what do you think about thighs fucking with Wooyoung from Ateez ?]

Now THAT is interesting ! You know how people are always like 'is he a ass or chest man ?' HUH, that little mf would definitely come back home and put his dick between your thighs. Chest is great, comfy and malleable, yeah. Ass is spankable (I now this word does,'t exist don't come for my throat) and it helps him when he wanna have a good grab on something while he's fucking you from behind. BUT THIGHS ???!! God, he love your thigh because he can do everything said above with them.

Holding them and massaging your flesh while he's putting them up to have a good access to your pussy. He looses how your thighs can make him suffocate as your closing your legs on his head because he made you cum for the xth time of the night. And argue with the wall, Wooyoung would definitely get off at the feeling of you sitting on his lap. Lee give you some graphic depictions of it.

Now, if you're laying on bed minding your own business with your pajama (short dress hell even pants who cares) he would come at you, look at those damn legs of yours and suddenly whine and tell you that you're mean because you're teasing him. He's always pouty before flipping up the switch. ANYWAY !! If you're in the mood he'll go all out to make you feel good. He has a little ritual when it comes to this. First of all, he NEED to worship those hot thighs. Kissing, licking, biting, sucking on them, you always have to wear tights when going out with a short skirt or something like that. When he's sure that he had a taste of it, NOW he can give you head. You know with that bratty tongue of his this man can do miracles.

Nevertheless, if you're not really in the mood, he'll respectfully beg and pleader you to let him fuck your thighs. You'll said yes cuz huh it's Wooyoung from Ateez, and duuuude, he'll take those legs and manhandle you so they're pressed together, and then rut and fuck between your two fleshy thighs. He loves how this slip easily with his precum, how you're red, ashamed that he's using you like a doll but turned on at the same time because he looks like Apollon standing over your small frame. Well, even if you're not small he makes you feel like you are. When he's done fucking you like a desperate animal, he 100% cum on those thighs and take a pic afterward if you agree of course consent is sexy (he has DOZENS of cum-covered-thighs pics)

And if you're NOT in the mood it's fine you can just cuddle, we love and support understanding and cuddly bf/gf here.

Yup, Wooyoung can be an ass man or tits man but at the end of the day he's your thighs man. Does that make sense ? No ? Concluding by haunting you. You know how I'm stating that Wooyoung would kill for those thighs ? Imagine his reactions when he saw you with garter belt...

#ateez smut #ateez hard hours #ateez hard thoughts #ateez x reader #wooyoung smut #wooyoung hard hours #wooyoung hard thoughts #wooyoung x reader

[antianakin]

@theneutralmime

Man, you absolutely need to find your way into the pro Jedi corner of AO3.

Setting that aside, what do I think the clones' opinion on Anakin is in canon (and specifically Rex's opinion)?

It seems overall positive, from what we can tell. In season 2 during the Landing at Point Rain episode, Rex's only obvious response to being thrown off a wall is to tiredly tell Anakin to "just ask him to jump next time." During the Umbara arc in season 4, Fives specifically points out that Anakin would never act the way Krell does. In season 6, during the Fives chip arc, we see Fives feeling pretty comfortable teasing Anakin with a dick joke and Anakin's only response to it is basically to tell him to focus. In season 7, Rex feels comfortable pushing Anakin a little about the mission to find Echo, to ask for help and support from Anakin without worrying about any major backlash (granted, Anakin DOES nearly refuse to help Rex at all and Padme has to talk him into it, but Rex clearly believes it's worth asking Anakin for assistance at all which still tells us something about what Rex thinks of him). In Rebels, Rex does nothing but gush about Anakin very positively, at nearly any chance he gets. Rex obviously doesn't know about Anakin betraying them all at this point, and you could argue that due to how he likely thinks Anakin died that his memories have perhaps developed a rosy hue that kind-of distorts them into something more positive than they were initially. But that's speculation and my personal interpretation based on my feelings about Anakin, not necessarily what's actually represented within the show.

So overall, what we DO see of Anakin's relationship with the men under his command during TCW is generally positive and that he's a General who does try to minimize casualties among his troops. HOWEVER, he is not the ONLY Jedi who is trying to minimize casualties, but one of MANY. In the Umbara arc, Fives doesn't just point out that ANAKIN would never be like Krell, but that NONE OF THE JEDI would be like Krell. And during the Citadel arc, there's an entire side story where Tarkin criticizes the Jedi for explicitly refusing to push for victory at any cost, and while both Ahsoka and Obi-Wan vehemently disagree and defend the Jedi's strategy, it's ANAKIN who agrees with Tarkin that they're being too soft. So while Anakin appears to be going along with the Jedi's current strategy and is smart enough to recognize that sometimes there are smarter ways to victory that cost fewer lives, he is BY FAR not the only Jedi to care about minimizing clone casualties and is in fact the ONLY Jedi we ever see who seems to believe they're being TOO SOFT and should maybe be pushing harder for victory no matter the cost.

Rex's relationship with Ahsoka is... odd sometimes. I feel like the end of the show (and things like TOTJ) sort-of insinuate that their relationship is a lot closer than we actually see it be during TCW. There are practically no scenes where the two of them get to just... be together and bond. It generally seems to stay pretty professional through season 5. Obi-Wan at least has a few times where he and Rex have sort-of SHARED an experience on a mission together, like their time on Kadavo as slaves or even Umbara to some degree, Christophsis, Saleucamai, etc. The only arc coming to mind where Rex and Ahsoka are left together is the Blue Shadow Virus arc which focuses much more on Ahsoka bonding with PADME, not Rex or the clones. So while Rex's relationship with Obi-Wan seems to also be fairly basic and professional, there's a lot more times where the two of them end up on a mission together without Anakin or Ahsoka around, while Ahsoka and Rex often seem to get separated and when they aren't, the focus is on Ahsoka bonding with someone ELSE.

I think a lot of people WANT Rex and Ahsoka to have really cared about each other and obviously season 7 of TCW made it a lot more explicit, but the first 5 seasons of TCW don't really build it up that much, and it's something I think TCW failed at personally. It would've been nice to have more exploration of that relationship, but I just don't feel like we got it. If we ignore season 7 of TCW, I honestly feel like Rex DOES have more of a relationship with Anakin than he does with Ahsoka. I think it's always very professional, but there does seem to be a level of familiarity and comfort and respect there between them that just doesn't exist with Ahsoka.

All of this being said, I don't think any of that really justifies Rex GUSHING about Anakin in Rebels and constantly comparing him favorably to Kanan, that doesn't feel in character for Rex to me or particularly accurate to the way that relationship was actually portrayed.

Nor do I think that any of the more professional respect that Rex did have for Anakin would keep him from refusing to forgive him once he finds out the truth about Vader. People attribute "I'm no Jedi" to Ahsoka these days, but the first person to say that line was REX, right before he spears a slaver. And I think it would be reasonable to assume that, if Rex as told the truth about Anakin, that he'd be able to look back at their history and see all of the times Anakin took advantage of him in a very different light. When he thinks Anakin was a heroic Jedi, he can see those moments as just Anakin trusting Rex with all of his deepest secrets. But after he knows Anakin is the one who enslaved the clones and murdered the Jedi? I imagine that might change.

And dear LORD, I've got about a MILLION issues with the idea that Anakin de-chips the 501st clones post-Order 66 and that they still LIKE HIM afterwards. For one, Anakin would not do this. This is wildly out of character for him. Anakin is a slaver and people need to just accept that this is a completely canon aspect of his character. Anakin does not CARE about anybody while he's being Vader, his primary concern is HIMSELF and he wants everyone else to be miserable in the dark with him. He has zero issues with causing pain or exerting power over people and we see this OVER AND OVER AGAIN during the Original Trilogy. There is absolutely no way that Anakin, while still Vader, would EVER de-chip the clones.

But even that has nothing on the absurdity that is the idea that the clones still LIKE HIM once they're de-chipped, like... WHAT THE FUCK. They now know that Anakin MIND-CONTROLLED THEM INTO WEAPONS that he used to cause a GENOCIDE AGAINST THE JEDI. How in the FUCK would any of the clones be OKAY WITH THAT? Anakin MARCHED THEM INTO THE FUCKING TEMPLE AND POINTED THEM AT INNOCENT MEN, WOMEN, AND CHILDREN. If there is ANYTHING that we learned about the clones during TCW, it's that they would NEVER have been okay with that or done it of their own free will. So the only way you can justify the clones "getting along" with Anakin post-Order 66 is to claim the clones just hated the Jedi enough to be totally fine with having been used to commit their genocide.

And even if we assume that, we still have to assume the clones just don't care that much about Anakin having been a part of mind controlling them IN THE FIRST PLACE. That's a MAJOR betrayal for them to forgive EVEN IF they don't care about the Jedi they were forced to kill (INCLUDING CHILDREN). And these are the 501st clones, which means they would've personally known Anakin, these were the men Anakin was PERSONALLY responsible for protecting, which just makes the betrayal all the worse. It would've been bad enough if it was, say, the Coruscant Guard who probably barely know Anakin and who Anakin was not tasked with ever leading, but it's not. It's the 501st, who HAVE to rely on Anakin to lead them well. It's the 501st, many of whom already went through Umbara where they dealt with a Jedi General who treated them JUST LIKE THIS and we saw that NONE OF THEM LIKED IT (even Dogma, who believes in loyalty to the Jedi above all else, doesn't actually LIKE what they're forced to do and is just as horrified as anybody else when they realize they've been tricked into killing fellow clones).

So while I think it's entirely fair to say that Rex and the other 501st DID have a positive relationship with Anakin during the Clone Wars and that Anakin was doing his best to minimize casualties, I think it's UNFAIR to claim that Anakin was doing something the other Jedi WEREN'T also doing and that the clones would EVER continue to respect or like him post-Order 66.

#star wars #captain rex #501st legion #501st battalion #ahsoka tano #obi-wan kenobi #anti anakin #anti anakin skywalker #anakin critical #anakin skywalker critical

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Omg I got an Idea, Can I have some headcanons for a human! reader criticizing patriarchy! ken's ways and how their kind of fucked up? (Also I need them explaining that they're basically saying house house in the Mojo Dojo Casa House name lol,)

- Kneecaps anon

Ghgjjd okay so I know Sasha and Gloria already informed him of that in the movie, but this prompt was funny to me

.....

At first you were reluctant to follow this random guy named Ken to "Barbieland" after he asked you a billion questions about horses and patriarchy.

He insisted on showing you how the Kens were treated, convinced that once you understood everything you'll sympathize with them more.

In the end, you went with him out of genuine curiosity, finding out that this supposedly imaginary pink utopia was, in fact, not-so-imaginary as you transverse the different landscapes together.

Although at one point you had to man the 2D speedboat as he got seasick.

When you both arrive, Ken goes on to tell everybody what he learned while you get lost exploring Barbieland.

You didn't think he'd take your jokes about the patriarchal structure of human society seriously..

But he clings to them as facts and radically transforms the doll world, and within hours it becomes Kendom Land.

You don't know how it all happened so fast, though you got irritated quickly over what he's done to the place you were just starting to admire.

Especially when he takes on a macho persona and dons that silly fur coat, before stealing Barbie's dreamhouse and reintroducing it to you as his "Mojo Dojo Casa House".

Something about that definitely irked you.

"You know "casa" is just Spanish for house, right?"

"Yeah, duh." He rolls his eyes.

"But you're already saying "house" anyways."

"...and your point?"

"My point is that you're pretty much saying "mojo dojo house house"."

"No I'm not. Because it's Mojo Dojo Casa House." He pouts, before asking a nearby Barbie to "brewski beer" him (to which you tell her "do NOT" and shoo her away).

You quickly remember you're arguing with a children's toy....so he was definitely going to be stubborn like a child and you'll just have to put up with it for now.

Ken couldn't brainwash a human, although he's still gonna argue with you and have petty temper tantrums whenever you keep criticizing the way he's running things.

"I'm just saying, this is NOT how men act in Century City at all.." You try explaining as he pouts, sorting through his western and denim outfits. "You just took whatever ideals you liked about them, dialed them up to 11, and forced them onto everyone here."

"Forced?? Take a look around, [y/n]--the Kens are happy! We embraced those ideals because we never got to have ANY of these cool things under the Barbies! If not for the multitude of...limitations in the Real World, I could've been the next president of California-"

"Don't you mean United States?"

"...no, I mean your country of California."

"......you seriously think California is a country? It's a state."

He does a double-take. "It is...? I thought Los Angeles was the state.."

'Oh for crying out-'

You realize the dolls had seriously misconstrued ideas about the Real World if they got the basic geography of it wrong.

But you're not gonna sit here and school him on everything. That wasn't your job and you do have your own life to get back to, anyways.

So you just...leave Kendom in the reverse order you arrived.

You'll let him live out his fantasy, but didn't want any part of it.

Especially upon seeing a group of construction worker Kens building a brick wall up and not sideways.

#clanask #kneecaps anon #barbie x reader #barbie movie x reader #barbie ken x reader #ken x reader #ken carson x reader #ryan gosling ken #ryan gosling ken x reader #headcanons #platonic

[rima-niki]

A random fable au/ fic concept that I'm not actually going to write but it is fleshed out!

Tw: panic, isolation

Characters used:

Icarus Morningstar

Rae Morningstar

Fenris sonnet Nightingale

Quixis

Basically ic goes to their first home to grab something and they sort of just look around for it, they check the potion area, not there, the main floor also not there when they hit their old bedroom it's lying on the floor in the middle of the room, they think its odd but still goes to pick it up. When they do all the walls and floor turns to obi, any and all exits are closed off and if they try to mine it it gets instantly replaced there is no way out for them.

They stay in their room for a couple of days alone, pacing, almost never sleeping, the things are there sometimes, they don't know if they prefer when they are there or not. At one point they hear talking and they make out that its Rae and wolf, he hears them talk about how wolf saw there was just a layer of obsidian on ics house, Icarus doesn't know if they want to yell out for them, for them to save them because why would rae want to help them? But sadly? for them Rae spotted ic through the bars that Quixis glitched.

"Icarus? are you in there?" Rae's voice is nervous when entering the house. Fenris is listening, hearing Icarus pace back and forth. They couple goes up to the second floor. "Icarus?" a block changes to an iron bar they assume from Quixis to allow them to see ic in their new cell. Ic looks over as they look in, the room a complete mess, items are all over the ground, there are some ash some places on the floor, papers and flowers are spread around, there's a pile of obi from ic's attempts to get out in a corner of the room but the thing that shocks them the most is Icarus themselves, they started at one point fidgeting with the seems of their coat, ripping it a bit, tears obviously stain their face, the blood flows heavier from their eye as Quixis been active a lot more.

"Hi Rae..." their voice is meek as they address their younger brother.

"Icarus what happened? W-why are you trapped?"

"Quixis, they won't let me out, they glitched my com " they lift up a bar of gold right when it glitches back to a com " REALLY?!?!" They end up looking at their comm and the only contacts they have are Rae, Centross, Athena and ⌬⍕⌇√⌇⍩, with a message from the ⌬⍕⌇√⌇⍩ person reading "⌇'⌾ ⍩⌘⌭⌭⍅, ⌇ ⏅⌗⍋ ⏚⌘ ⍩⏚⌘⏄ ⌆⌭⍾⌗⏚⌇⌘⍹⍩ ⌇⍹⍦⍔⍕⍾⍹⌆⍾, ⏄⍔⍾⌗⍩⍾ ⍔⌇⍩⏚⍾⍹ ⏚⌘ ⍅⌘⍕⌭ ⍒⌭⌘⏚⏅⍾⌭"

"well I guess you got your comm back?" fenris speaks up

"yeah.." a silence falls onto the group.

"Icarus-" "Rae-" the brothers speak at the same time, they nervously laugh at the awkward situation that falls between them. The iron bar turns into an iron door with a button next to it.

Rae and wolf enters Icarus room as then the door turns back into obi and they start talking about everything trying to get an understanding of each other because what else will they do, they argue a bit at times but they end up talking about everything and come to understanding, that they both still want to be brothers and Fenris would love to have them apart of their family, they also reaffirmed that Icarus doesn't have to be alone they don't have to only listen to fable, that fable is doing more wrong then good, and they bring up how similar they're current situation is to Athena's and they just go "I know... I think I always knew, I got in too deep"

"you don't have to go back to him"

"I know... but where would I go?"

"Stay with us." Rae gives Icarus a warm smile.

Icarus stays quiet, thinking over what rae just asked them, they know he said it but Rae truly wants to still be their brother even if they've been nothing but an asshole to him his whole life, they nod slowly agreeing because deep down they want to be that good brother for him.

The obi turns back to what the blocks were before Quixis being pleased they finally listened as the group of three leaves the room, and flies to Rae's house together, Icarus enjoying flying after not being able to for days, they end up getting cleaned up and staying on the couch in Wolf's room in the house all three of them passing out next to each other

the end!

#fable smp #fsmp #fsmpblr #fablesmp #icarus morningstar #sherbertquake56 #fable #fablesmpicarus #rae morningstar #fablesmp rae #quixis #quixis fable smp #fic ideas #fablesmp fanfic #fanfiction ideas #a dabble of a fic #Quixis made Ic and Rae a get along room #and they got along #this was all sent in a discord gc so #but i want the brothers to be healthy #but will they in cannon probably not for a while #and im sad about it

[bludhavents]

Love You Like I Love You

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Summary: You’ve finally decided that you're done letting eddie weaponize your relationship as an excuse to tear himself down.

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: angst, arguing, cursing, crying, yelling, reader is fuming bro. !!eddie is insecure and that is the start of the argument!!

Part 2

You were lying in bed with Eddie, chin resting on his head as he laid between your legs. His hair was soft in your hands, the heavy strumming of his guitar a stark contrast to the gentle massage of your fingers against his scalp. The song ended and he put the guitar away, much to your surprise.

"What's wrong, Ed?" You asked, brushing his bangs out of his face. He only turned his head and smiled up at you cheekily.

"Wanna spend time with my girl." He leaned into your touch. "Plus, I can practice at the gig tonight."

"I think you're supposed to be practicing before the gig. Isn't that the whole point?" You giggled, smoothing your thumb over his cheeks. "I don't want to come watch my boyfriend practice on stage, I wanna see him perform. Like Joan Jett."

Eddie's face shifted underneath you, and you thought you'd upset him with the comment somehow. You were beginning to apologize when he started speaking for himself.

"About tonight-- I think you should skip," he said nervously. "It's just that Gareth invited a bunch of his friends, and I don't want you to be embarrassed."

"Embarrassed of what? Being the hot lead guitarist's girlfriend? Are you kidding me?" You teased, but his face remained stoic. The smile left your lips quickly. "Eddie, you are kidding, right?"

"Babe--" You shoved him off of you, moving to sit on the edge of his bed and put your shoes back on. "Hey, what the fuck are you doing?"

You tied your shoes and stood up, grabbing your bag.

"Talk to me!" He scrambled from the bed, gently holding onto your wrists. "What's wrong?"

"Do you think that I am ashamed to be seen with you, Eddie?" You asked calmly. A long pause passed before he answered.

"No."

"Good. Then why do you keep treating me like some self-absorbed-socially-obsessed bitch who kicks you to the curb?" You took your arms from his grasp, standing still under his gaze.

"B-because you're so pretty and perfect and everybody loves you."

"Do you?"

"Of course I do, baby," he replied quickly, bending down to be eye-level with you. "It's just-- people talk. They're not saying nice things about you since we've been together."

"Eddie, you are the only person in this relationship who gives a single fuck what everyone is saying about us!" You were desperate for him to hear you. "We need some time apart. Fuck. It's not because of status or whatever the fuck it is that you're so obsessed with. It's because you're so far up your ass in self-pity that you can't see how hard I'm trying. I put so much in, Ed. I give and I give and you just deflect it all! You don't think I love you and that hurts. It hurts so bad, because I love you so, so much, and you don't love yourself. I didn't see that at first, but now I do.

"We can't be in a relationship if you don't love yourself. It won't work. You will never trust me like this, and I will never feel like you love me because you don't. In your head there's some secret fucking fantasy battle where you and I are against the entire town like this is some campaign or something. Who cares! Nobody is hurting you or I, and if your feelings were true then you would be able to look past the snide comments about me."

"My feelings are true! That's why I'm so worried about your reputation, because I want to protect you! I'm bad for you, sweetheart." He was crying. Fucking Eddie.

"Bullshit! I'm not in danger. There's no threat to me," you bit back. "You are the only thing hurting me right now. I need to go."

You left his trailer quietly, not slamming any doors or stomping, but Eddie came wailing behind you, throwing the door open so hard that the cabinets opened on the inside of the wall. He followed you to your car, pleading with you the entire way. You couldn't bring yourself to cry. To feel anything. Anger was all that was left, and even that was barely noticeable. You opened the door to your car and he slammed it shut, commanding your attention.

"Please, let me explain myself!" He begged. You turned to face him, sitting on the gravel of the ground outside and looking up with a blank expression, waiting for him to continue. "I-it's just-- shit! I can't believe you would like me. I'm nothing compared to you, can't you see that? You're gorgeous and smart and kind and witty and talented and so funny and charming and I'm not. Put yourself in my shoes, try to see where I'm coming from here."

"It's so obvious that you haven't listened to a word I've said!" You yelled back, frustration rising quickly. "I just told you that the reason we won't work is because you don't even like yourself. I love you! What have I ever done to make you think that I didn't? I say hi to you in the hallways at school every single day, and you don't even glance at me, but I do it anyways, because I love you. I want people to know how happy we are together, but you don't! So stop acting like you're some hero for 'saving me' when I have never asked you to do a damn thing for me."

"Nobody else believes it. That we're together." He hastily wiped a tear off of his face and you watched his sadness turn into anger. "So why should I?"

"They do! Fuck, Munson, are you dense? Everyone knows! Because I have fucking stars in my eyes and mush for brains every time we talk. The soccer team sees us making out under the bleachers everyday. My love for you is so painfully obvious to everybody except you. That's why this isn't working. We're breaking up, Eddie." You stood up, grabbing the handle to your door and pulling it open again, only for him to close it once more.

"We can't break up. Please, I love you! I'm so sorry." His desperation was back again, so quickly you were getting whiplash. You didn't face him, instead just started walking away. If he wasn't going to let you drive, you were going to leave some other way. Maybe Mayfield would let you stay until Eddie calmed down. "Where are you going?" He grabbed your hand.

"I need to step away before I smash my fucking car windows in and break my hand." You tore yourself out of his hold and walked up to Max's trailer, knocking only once before she answered and ushered you in. Eddie was left at the edge of his lot, hands on his face as he sobbed.

"What just happened? Are you okay?" Max asked softly.

"He didn't hurt you, did he?" Steve Harrington's voice came from the floor of the living room, and you noticed that he, Dustin, and Lucas were all huddled around a coffee table with a deck of cards laid out. There weren't any cars in her lot, so there was no way that you could've known they'd be here. If you had, you wouldn't have come over.

"Shit, sorry." You wiped the tears that had fallen. "No, he would never. I just broke up with him."

"So why are you crying?" Dustin prodded, earning an elbow to the side from Lucas.

"Dude, it's emotional!" He excused.

You ignored the both of them, pulling the curtain back on the small window above Max's kitchen table and noticing that Eddie wasn't in his yard anymore. Now was a good time to go back to your car, you figured.

"I'm sorry for this. Sorry for the yelling, for coming over. Thanks for helping me, I'll see you guys around." You opened her front door and let yourself out, ignoring their protests from behind you and making a beeline to your car. You saw Eddie's figure through the window of his place, pacing up and down. It didn't matter anymore. It wasn't your business. He wasn't you're boyfriend anymore.

The walk was short, and you reached your car quickly, climbing in and peeling out of the trailer park with hot tears running down your face and a pit sitting in the bottom of your stomach. You had nowhere to go.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfic

[ofoceansandtombsanew]

Can I ask, if you have top favorite romantic couples (can be canon or non canon) of all time from any media? Why love them? Thx :D

... now this, took a minute to answer in some ways. There a lot of ships I like, so this was really easy and hard to answer at the same time. Some ships it was an immediate yep yep and others I had to go '... but is it a fav of all time, though?" But I think I got it narrowed down.

So here we go, fav ships of all time from any media, no particular order. I didn't get any specific no. to do so I'll just list a handful until I can't think of any others. (Anyone who comes across this that sees a ship on here you don't like and feels the need to say something about it, stay in your lane this ain't about your opinions it's about mine.)

The main FMA ships

Arakawa Hiromu, nigga, you cooked. Imma just put the FMA ships as one and leave it there because if I do it separately, we'll be here all day. But if you wanna see me diving into why I like these ships in a manic ramble, here's a post I made on that here. The romance in FMA is literally a category and a discussion all on its own that I can go about on for hours. FMA has the best romances in shounen so anyone who has consumed FMA will know what I'm talking about. Like, whenever anyone tries to use a manga being 'shounen' to justify shitty romantic writing, I point at FMA's brilliant riding. An animanga's demographic is not an excuse for terrible executions in romance. EdWin, RoyAi, LingFan, AlMei and all the side ships drank and left no molecules.

NaruSaku

Toxic shippers, again, stay in your lane, I don't feel like dealing with y'all any day. I have been shipping this shit for years, always have, always will. Ignore the fact I ship Sakura with literally everyone from the Akatsuki to Hinata to Sai to Shikamaru. (Y'all I used to look up Kisame/Sakura fics, unironically TAT). (Same for Naruto honestly, I've shipped him with Sasuke, Ino, Temari, Tenten, the list goes on and on.) The way Sakura goes from finding Naruto annoying to almost dying multiple times to keep him safe, I will never EVER be over that. Naruto's love going from puppy to something as passionately red as the thread of fate itself. The MinaKushi parallels. I have a lot (and I mean a lot) of ships in Naruto pertaining to these two, but NaruSaku is my absolute favorite. Like it was literally confirmed that Sakura got over Sasuke and then it got retconned for some bullshit. Saying it with my whole chest, argue with a wall, it should have been them. I won't dog any other ships, but yeah, it should have been them. 699 chapters of Naruto being in love with one woman, I sing the praises everyday.

SakuHina

Hinata's prince charming is literally Sakura. I have a whole ass fic I am slowly, painstakingly writing about what Naruto would have been like if Hinata had a crush on Sakura the whole time. I just think they're really cute together, have amazing chemistry and balance each other out. I didn't expect to like SakuHina as much as I did but here we are.

Kyoru

I mentioned it before in another answered ask but Fruits Basket was my first manga (if you're curious what my first anime was, it was Yu Yu Hakusho) and Kyoru was probably my first OTP. There are two characters I think upon so many rewatches and rereads that were prime game for who Kyo and Tohru could have ended up with had things been different (which, I do really ship as well. Multishipper here guys) but I'm not mad about the endgames that we got. From start to finish, Kyo and Tohru's relationship is beautiful and you can feel how strongly they feel for one another. It's like, wow, Takaya really gave us one of the best ships in shoujo and didn't even apologize for it.

Klance

Red + Blue = True. They had chemistry, supplemented for what the other lacked and we really don't need to have me diving into the bs that was VLD. That show wasn't even out long, my god, it was a mess.

NeuviFuri

Should I explain to you the romanticism of Hydro x Hydro? Oof how I love them. A Genshin ship after my own heart, truly. But if anyone is trying to against MiHoyoverse (I was here from the Mihoyo days, leave me alone) in terms of seeing who ships NeuviFuri more, we all lose. They literally paid people to do an ice dancing program in NeuviFuri cosplay, paid a guy to make a companion piece to Furina's song from Neuvillette's perspective and several other animations concerning their relationship in some way. But the Mihoyoverse shenanigans aside, it's the build up of 400+ years of working together, the care they still have for one another and yes the complementary abilities and color palettes. Not enough time in the day to talk about them, I don't think.

AriDante

Almost thought I wouldn't have a gif for them, then I remembered THEY GOT A MOVIE. Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe is one of my favorite books in the world. I have reread it once a year religiously since 2017 when I first discovered it. This is such a beautiful novel and relationship and if you haven't had the pleasure of reading it or the sequel, please do yourself a favor and buy it or rent it from your local library. It's just, the way Ari has been in love with Dante for so long and didn't even realize it but it's so, so clear to the reader because of just how he talks and describes him? I don't even want to go to deep into this one just in case there's someone here that hasn't read this book because it deserves to be read and experienced blind. Just, just please y'all read it.

#look she's answering #anon #animanga thoughts #royai #edwin #lingfan #almei #narusaku #sakuhina #kyoru #klance #neuvifuri #aridante

[robotsprinkles]

okay so having beat margit, I have two issues with the game right now:

the first is that for some reason every time I get a crit/riposte/whatever it breaks my lock on and I have to re-lock, which is annoying and I don't understand why that happens. It's not game-ruining, but it's a perplexing design choice that doesn't seem to serve any purpose other than inconveniencing the player in a pointless way

the second is that — and this one I think is one that could be argued against — I'm not especially fond of the camera. Namely, it doesn't seem to have any x-ray/transparency, so if I get backed into a wall/accidentally roll up to a wall or the enemy I'm locked onto positions themself juuust in the right place for some random object/foliage to be in front of my camera I just can't see what's going on at all. also sometimes when enemies do jumping attacks it seems to either give up on tracking them so that they're just off my screen or it tracks them in such a way where it's hard to gauge how far they are from the ground

Now, it could probably be argued that that second one is intentional, so you have to think about positioning and consider your environment and all that so you don't get a faceful of wall/bush/rock/etc in the middle of your fight, but I'm not especially fond of it

anyway, margit was alright. I think the only real problems I ended up having (as in, thing I still don't know how to deal with and consistently get screwed by as opposed to "oh I dodged too early/late there"/"why did I attack there I know there's a followup") were his funny beyblade attack with the hammer and stick and one of his combos with the magic light sword, which I seem to only be able to deal with by rolling away from him the moment he begins the first attacks in those combos and continuing to make distance for the duration of the combo because I seem to always get hit by one of the followup attacks (I assume you're meant to like. pace the dodgerolls in a way that he doesn't hit you with them but I ended up panic rollspamming at him when he did those combos until I decided to just get out of dodge the moment he started them)

(which isn't to say I didn't die a lot. I think I died. uuhh. maybe twenty to thirty times? (maybe more. I don't have a good memory) in my defense, I did try to parry him for most of my first few runs and intermittently went back to going for parries on my following runs. and I did manage to semi-consistently parry a couple or so of his attacks (the main ones being two of the forehand attacks with the stick that he does together, so I ended up getting quite a few ripostes off that. ended up giving up on the parries and just twohanding again though. square off is stupidly good for staggering)

#if I'm remembering the time played counter thing right I ended last night having done I think two attempts at a time of 5h 30min or so #and I beat him today some amount of minutes (I think 5-15) before 6h 10min or 6h 20min #robot plays elden ring

[thissmycomingofage]

Once Upon a time in wonderland is the best ouat season and you're lying to yourself if you're pretending otherwise. What other season gave us things such as :

"When I first heard about wonderland, I figured that the 'wonder' was short for 'wonderful', not 'wonder how we're gonna make it'."? "He may have destroyed a few pieces, but in the game of chess, there's only one queen, and she's more powerful than them all put together."? "I wish that if the knave of hearts dies, then I die."? "I wish to end Alice's suffering."? "You'd have done the same for me. You have done the same for me, now that I think about it."? "I hate him with the fire of a thousand suns !"? "You loved me." "No, you loved me."? "I'm clearly not attracted to nice normal women."? "My world is filled with wealth, and yours is filled with longing."? "Someone needs to make you pay for what you've done. That's just not going to be me."? "What kind of life is he going to give you ?" "He doesn't have to give me anything. I love him."? "Everything I have, I had to take." "What about everything you've lost"? "Everyday I wake up thinking maybe she changed her mind."? "Thank you for coming back. I know you didn't come back for me, but thank you."? "I just wish you felt something for me, anything."? "You had me, all of me, my heart, my soul, my life. And you toss me aside like a piece of rubbish, all for a little red crown."? "I would give up my crown, I would give up anything, everything, just to go back to a time when you loved me."? "I wish for my crown. I wish for my jewels. I wish for you to stop..." "My heart's costed me enough suffering. Nobody needs to die because of it. No even you."? "The laws of magic are there for a reason. They're not meant to be broken." "Neither was my heart."? "Let's make sure that heart of yours is still working, shall we ?" "What I want, what I truly want, is for you to know how it feels to be murdered by someone you love."? "I'll never move on from you, if you never move on from me."? "We already had all the magic we needed, right ?" "Know what your problem is ? You think your love story is the only one worth fighting for."? "You had real love once and you know it's not that simple. It's messy. It means arguing and making up, and laughing, and crying, and struggling, and sometimes, it doesn't seem worth it. But it is."? "Just be careful." "Come on, that's never been either of our styles, now has it ?"? "The best thieves never work alone."? "I thought you didn't know how to swim." "I don't know how to loose you either, Alice."? "We're mates. Good mates."? "It's always the same story with us sorcerer : at the end of the day it all comes back around to family."? "You never treated me like your daughter, you treated me like an obligation, like a part of your life that you had no choice but to tolerate. Like that creaky step in the hall, that you never could fixed. You just walked by everyday wondering why it wouldn't stop making the noise. Wishing it would just go away."? "I never treated you as a real father should. Instead I blamed you. I blamed you for your mother's death, I blamed you for all my unhappiness, and then, when you were finally able to find joy, I doubted you."? "I do not want to take another thing away from you, dear Alice. I only want to give you something, the only thing I can. And that's hope. Cyrus has escaped! Don't save me! Save him!"? " I want to thank you for proving me that it was real." "Wonderland ?" "Forgiveness." "It was for everything."? "I'll see you soon."? "...Bloody hell."?

Best season. Argue with the wall of text.

#ouat #show: once upon a time in wonderland #once upon a time #once upon a time in wonderland #ouatiw #text #oli schist!

[thedepthsoffandomminds]

Maze runner chapter twenty-two

Previous chapter

Masterlist

“There, that's it. It's a few hundred miles.

Based on the railways, everything that Aris

told us, that's gotta be where they're headed. That's where they're taking Minho.” Thomas says to Vince. You, Newt, frypan and Brenda stand around the table looking at a map. Newt holds both hands around a hot coffee.

“We take everyone who can fight. Follow the roads where we can. We can make it back

within a week.”

“A week? It took us six months to get here.” Vince gawked at him, “We got over 100 kids here now. We can't just hang out here forever after what we just pulled.You wanna wander off to some random point on the map. You don't even know what's there.” The older man argued.

“I do.” Jorge announces from the doorway. He leans one shoulder against the wall with his hands in his pockets, “It's been a few years, but I've been there. The Last City. That's what WICKED called it. It was their whole base of operations. If that city is still standing, that's the last place you wanna go, hermano. That's the lion's den.” He said walking up to the table.

“It's nothing we haven't done before.” Thomas says.

“Yeah, with months of planning, and reliable information, the element of surprise, none of which we have now.” Vince reminded him.

“Vince, I've thought this through. Would you just hear me out?”

“The last time we went off half-cocked...I lost everything.” Vince raised his voice to cut Thomas off, “ You remember that? Look, I know it's Minho. All right? But you can't ask me to put those kids on the line for one man. I won't do it.” As he spoke the radio behind you and Newt flickered with white noise and then voices.

“Searching the grid now. A is completed. Scanning B-sector now.”

“Shit. Hit the lights. Let's go, let's go!” You all scatter to other positions helping to secure the base.

“Newt, he's going to try and go without us.” You pull your boyfriend closer to you. He sighs and looks towards the door where Thomas and Vince had left.

“I know. Pack a bag, it's time to go.” He kissed the side of your head and darted over to Frypan. You bent down to Mai Mai at your side.

“Hey girl. The boys and I are going to go get Minho. Are you coming?” You ask her. The tiger bangs her large head into you. If she could talk you know she would be scolding you for even asking.

The three of you waited until it was lights out for everyone before making your way to where the cars were parked. Newt helped you to climb into the back of a 4x4 as Frypan entered the driver's seat and the tiger got in the trunk. Newt waited outside.

It wasn't long before Thomas car.over the small ladder bag in hand.

“Where do you think you're going then?” Newt flicks on a light. “Don't be a twat about it. I'm already in. Come on.” He turned toward the car.

“No. No, not this time. Look, even if we find Minho, there's no guarantee we'll make it back from this.” Thomas didn't want his friends getting hurt again.

“Well, you'll need all the help you can get then, won't you?” Newt opened the front passenger door clicking on the interior light, Frypan leaned over and you popped your head through the back window. Newt lent back, his shoulder by your cheek.

“Well, we started this together. May as well end it that way, too.” He said almost triumphantly.

“Okay,” Thomas knew at that moment that this was his family and you were stuck together like glue, “Let's go get him back.”

Fry drove slowly out of the facility to not wake anyone else. Once far enough out he began driving faster. Comfortable in the back seat you slid over to Newt and pulled his arm around you so your back was resting against his chest. He looked down and smiled as his hand brushed back your hair before taking the weight of your head. You had missed looking into those deep brown eyes. Newt bent his neck and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips.

“Hey, we all missed you y/n but can we keep the PDA to a minimum in the backseat.” Frypan laughed, making you all laugh with him. Thomas turned his whole body to look back at you.

“Y/n, I know it's hard but can you tell us anything else?” He asked you. It had been three days since they'd rescued you and though they had spent a long time talking with Aris and Sonya they had mostly left you alone. You sigh and sit back up but stay close to Newt's side.

“I don't remember much, after I stabbed a couple.of doctors they kept me mostly sedated.” Newt gave a little chuckle, “At first we were kept in a building, it was like a hospital. They did experiments, like the blood exchange and then when it didn't work they…” you felt the memories flooding back to your brain, “they used something, I don't know what it was but I kept having these really vivid dreams. Like I was back in the maze. You were all dead, sometimes you were there. There was a lot of running. They took samples from my wound.” You hold your hand out so they can see the bite mark. What should have been no more than a fading scar by now looked raw and irritated. I don't remember much else.” You admit.

“Aris said you and Minho kept trying to escape?” Thomas asked.

“Yeah,” you nod with a shaky breath, “they kept putting us in rooms together so we'd try to get out. The last time, we had thirty kids with us and we almost got there but then, it was a bloodbath, they just shit everyone. Those that didn't die were put back in the system. I…Ava said I was only gone for a little while, a few minutes at most.” Tears were welling in your eyes and you felt no need to hold them back. You glance at Newt you had stiffened beside you.

“What do you mean gone?” He asks, panicking in his voice. Slowly you pulled away from him slightly and pulled up your shirt. There just below your breast on the right side was an old bullet wound, stitched and cared for.

“All I remember is pain, everything hurt, and I was tired. More tired than I have ever been. I don't…I..” newt pulled you against him in a crushing hug and you feel Thomas rub his hand on your knee. In the front seat Frypan wiped tears from his eyes.

“That ain't right man. They just killed a bunch of kids.” He sighed, fisting the steering wheel harder.

“I'm so sorry we didn't find you sooner.” Thomas admitted. Mai Mai hung her head over the back seat to press against you.

The rest of the drive was done mostly in silence. As the sun rose you approached a mountain that had a dark tunnel running through it. Around the tunnel there was a series of temporary buildings and metal chain link fences. Abandoned cars lined each side of the road. Frypan pulled the car up just outside the tunnel and you all got out. Newt was in front and he put his hand on his pistol.

“You want us to go in there?” He looked back at Thomas, “ I don't wanna come across as too negative, but if I was a Crank, that's exactly where I would be.” He sarcastically said taking your hand as you walked up to him.

“I don't think we have much of a choice.” Thomas sighed.

“All right.” Newt shrugs and you pull him back to the car.

“Well, here we go.” Frypan said restarting the vehicle.

“Yeah, just take it slow” Thomas said

Next chapter

@fandomfan-102 @deanstolemydragon @afalls14universe @akilaporu001 @green-which

[angryteapott]

I think one of the things I actually like about Fang Duobing's and Di Feisheng's relationships to Li Lianhua is that they don't get him all the way, but truly understand a specific part of him.

The part that Fang Duobing gets is they both have a genuine desire to do good. I'd also argue that both of their ideas of good can be hypocritical and inconsistent in similarly emotional ways. I think Li Lianhua becomes truly interested in Fang Duobing for the first time when he tries to get justice for those unrelated guards, and over and over it's shown they share each other's overall goals even when they're supposedly not working together. They share the same broad ideal.

But Fang Duobing has a very different view of their current world and what people owe each other- twice in the conversation at his shiniang's house Fang Duobing brushes off Li Lianhua's regret, and especially earlier in the story he sees the world as something that can easily be reverted back to righteousness through personal effort- the difference between becoming a detective and trying to change the institutions of the world by founding a court. Li Xiangyi saw the world's structure as something that needs correcting, and while he gives that up Li Lianhua sees how circumstances push people. This makes perfect sense; Li Lianhua was orphaned and treated unfairly, only rescued by others while Fang Duobing is a rich kid whose struggles (being sick) were overcome by personal effort (and expensive medicine, which he would take for granted) which rings as ableism to me as a plotline but im not disabled so idk

Di Feisheng gets this other half- he intimately knows how viscerally cruel and unfair the world is, and so he gets Li Xiangyi's need for excellence and control issues and Li Lianhua's sometimes cold eyed assessment of things. But he wasn't rescued nor allowed to save others so he sees that cruel world as something he can act honorably within but whose dog eat dog nature he can't change- be a swordsman not a hero.

Neither of them get how Li Lianhua's drive for good and his knowledge of the world's injustice create guilt for his what too bold actions (which FDB endorses) in a cruel world (which DFS sees as inevitable) resulted in, driving him to egotistically and self destructively attempt to "finish his business". They also didn't truly get his love of a simpler life, his exhaustion with pain and striving, and how he was ready to let go. In part because he never told them that in a way that wasn't tainted with guilt or lies my guy stop saying it in ur bs tone and just say how ur feeling i swear to

So neither of them really understood him fully, which is human especially when someone's lying to you 24/7 li lianhua im in ur walls. Understanding something fundamental about someone doesn't mean comprehending their every thought.

I think what makes Fang Duobing closer to understanding him in the end is that he was trying so hard to listen and understand Li Lianhua, constantly trying to meet him three quarters of the way there. That's why I'm obsessed with that conversation at Madam Qin's- Fang Duobing misunderstood and denied his regret once then twice, then said, fine, you're right. You should've tried harder in that relationship, and I should've tried harder in ours. We already said we're friends. I was wrong for the moment where I wasn't reaching out for you. But Li Lianhua never reached back.

#mysterious lotus casebook #mysterious lotus casebook spoilers #me making 30 thousand meta posts about essentially the same thing

[spiritofjustice]

Amara is a really interesting character to me. she acts so fucking strange that i honestly thought there was a high chance that she was the ultimate bad guy in Turnabout Revolution lol. i don't know what they were going for with her honestly. i wanna explore her more in my writing eventually. because i can't give any of these characters a happy ending i can't help but feel like Amara and Nahyuta would butt heads, like, a lot. not that they don't love each other, because they really do, but i feel like they really would not understand each other.

Nahyuta grew up in a totally different world than Amara. his lived experiences are wildly different from hers. they'd probably argue about Dhurke, what he'd want, who "knows" him more, they'd argue about what the best thing to do for Khura'in is (which i feel Nahyuta wouldn't mind-- he shouldn't be able to do whatever he wants as regent, so he appreciates a dissenting opinion), they'd argue about Rayfa, about him and what he's doing with his life, so on. i feel like Amara would have very particular ideas of what she wants, thinks, and expects of Nahyuta, and Nahyuta is very much so... not what she expects, i think. like, she knew him probably a little as Nayna, but i don't think she ever really knew him.

and Nahyuta canonically doesn't talk about his feelings or what he's thinking and is very private, so he's not easy to know because i imagine he's still mentally on guard with basically everyone in his life because it's what he's used to. and he's not the beau ideal of a prince or leader. he's just a guy who grew up dirt poor in an isolated world suddenly thrust into great political power at the center of his nation. Amara probably has lofty expectations for her kids, and she's probably spent a long time daydreaming of what it'd be like if they could all be together again, and finding it not exactly as she expected, probably becomes rather upset.

i also think that Nahyuta gets along extremely well with Rayfa after they get used to each other, and i think that would mess with Amara too. that Rayfa connects so easily to Yuta, but she can't seem to connect with either of hers, even though she raised Rayfa the whole time! it's a lot of frustration and missed connections that no one is certain of how to fix. Amara means well, but i just get the vibe she's naturally overbearing and she'll keep running into walls with Yuta (and Rayfa, though they get along a lot better than her and Yuta) because of that.

and i can also see how it might feel so gutting that she and Nahyuta are so different and so constantly at odds when he resembles her so much. i'm sure people have always compared them and in the brief times when she was able to be in his life as a kid, i think she had high expectations of having a daughter child that is like an extension of herself-- and she hasn't yet let go of the idea of that. but Nahyuta is nothing if not his own person post-SOJ, so it'd be a struggle. on the opposite side, Nahyuta has always struggled with feeling like he's in Amara's shadow-- he looks nothing like his father, acts nothing like his father, and must constantly be compared to her because of his looks, this woman he never got to know, this woman who has almost never truly been in his life. he doesn't want to be compared to her.

what a mess.

i wanted to explore that frayed relationship a bit in Rebel Killer, but there was no real time, so i just kinda hinted at things being kinda awkward with them. but you know i'm kind of enamored with how awkward, unpleasant, and strange it'd be between them despite their best efforts bcs of the fic i was planning about Nahyuta and Amara when Yuty was a kid. i'll get back to that eventually, but i do wanna show what their dynamic is like post-SOJ eventually too, because i imagine it's very weird and hard for them to make sense of. they're trying, but they just can't understand each other quite yet.

#psy's no punctuation posts #aa tag #headcanons tag #they both have to talk about their -trying not to gag- ...feelings #and i feel like both of them would struggle to understand and verbalize how they're feeling and why this isn't working #Amara has gone through a lot of trauma and has lived a really weird imprisoned life for over HALF OF HER LIFE #and Nahyuta is also deeply traumatized and suffering from a whole slew of mental illnesses and gets so wrapped up in his own #world that i think things get lost #one day they may be able to make sense of it. i want them to bond and be ok. it may always be kind of awkward #but they'll try to understand each other best they can

[asskickedbygirl]

omg sorry another jess request, very content starved for him at this point

but maybe a best friends to lovers type imagine with him please?

maybe an element of opposites attract too???

Liar

(part one)

[Jess Margera x F!Reader]

Desc: You and Jess have been best friends for almost a decade but have never dated despite what everyone says, though your s.os are not huge fans of your friendship.

A/n: so sorry this took so long decided to split it into two parts cos i knew it was gonna take forever so here you go! listened to a lot of paramore when i started this hence the title of the fic

Warnings: angst, swearing, arguing, toxic relationship

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Ever since Bam essentially 'brought you home' from the skate park at 14, Jess was not impressed. He passed you off as Bam's annoying friend and would roll his eyes and groan whenever you were at the house. At the time, you thought he was an asshole kid as he was only a year older but acted as if he was above it all but it also could've been a shitty attempt at flirting. One day, Jess was particularly rude and it just so happened you were particularly snappy that day too.

"Bam, when are you gonna stop bringing this girl around if she's not your girlfriend?"

"Oh I'm sorry Jess, am I disturbing your peace?" You spat, Jess visibly taken aback by your sudden snark.

"Yeah you are actually, I can hear your annoying voice from my room." He scoffed, turning himself to go upstairs.

"You know what, let me join you so you can hear my 'annoying voice' even clearer." You happily jumped up off the couch, a smug grin plastered on your face.

"That's not happening."

"Oh come on Jess, stop being an asshole and let her go with you. Then maybe you'll start to like each other." Bam called out, too focused on the video game him and Dico were playing to reprimand you.

Jess glared at you, huffing as he climbed the stairs, you skipping along behind him. As you got to Jess' room you wasted no time in snooping, admiring all the band posters plastered on the walls and kicking the dirty laundry that littered the floor. You got to his chest of drawers and went to open the first when a hand grabbed your wrist.

"Do you mind not snooping?"

"Why? Porn mags in here or something?" You smirked as Jess' stink eye remained, moving to sit on his chair as you continued your prowl.

"You know I listen to like, all of these bands right?" You spoke, pointing to the posters that littered Jess’ walls.

"Sure you do." He sighed.

You flipped your head around annoyedly.

"Oh come on. You don't think I listen to fucking-" You began pointing to various prints.

"Black Sabbath? Slayer? They're classics."

Jess cleared his throat and scratched the back of his head.

"You really listen to metal?"

You smiled, turning to face Jess and folding your arms.

"What? Just cause' I'm a girl I can't listen to heavy metal? That's not very progressive of you."

Jess looked a little embarrassed, staring at the wall instead of at your smug face.

"Maybe you should give me a chance instead of dismissing me as one of Bam's dumb skater friends huh?"

Jess met your eyes then as you widened them, smug grin still remaining.

"Maybe I should."

***

After that fateful afternoon you and Jess became the best of friends, even closer than you and Bam ever were. Although you spent a whole lot of time together, you at cKy shows and rehearsals while he came to watch you skate, you never did end up together, despite the relentless comments you'd receive from everyone around you.

"Oh come on, you guys are practically dating without the sex and that's like the best part!"

"Shut up Bam we are not."

Many nights of drinking with Bam and his friends ended up like this one way or another.

"Dude you have to admit, you and Jess are way closer than any other guy and girl I know, I'm surprised your guys' boyfriend and girlfriend don't get pissy about it." Ryan spoke up, taking a sip of his beer.

"Daniel and Jess are friends." You rolled your eyes.

"Oh and are you and Julie the best of pals too?"

"Shut up Bam, I like Julie she's sweet."

It was true, Jess' girlfriend was a perfect angel of a human and you got along perfectly fine though really you'd be lying if you said there was rarely any tension between you both. As you got older it became less normal for you and Jess to sleep over at each other's places or spend an excessive amount of time with each other as just friends, especially with the addition of boyfriends and girlfriends.

Relationships never seemed to last with either of you, not that you were ever really in love or invested in the person as much as you ought to be. And maybe a couple exes here and there weren't too fond of yours and Jess' friendship but despite everything, neither of you were ever romantically involved. Seriously. Never.

"You going to the bar later?" Jess asked from his drum kit as you sat on the basement couch, invested in the book you were reading.

"Huh? Oh yeah, but I'm not drinking."

"Why? You don't have work tomorrow, do you?"

You shook your head and bit your lip, still attempting to read although you had been struggling for the last twenty minutes as Jess played his drums loudly.

"Dan's drinking so I'm driving us home."

Jess narrowed his brows, scoffing.

"And? Get a cab or something, why should you sacrifice your night for him?"

"We don't all need alcohol to have fun, Jess."

"Yeah but you do."

You dropped the book in your lap, glaring at the man in front of you.

"Well I don't mind, he asked me to so I will. I'm a nice girlfriend actually."

"And is he a nice boyfriend?"

You rolled your eyes, flipping the corner of the page down and closing your book, there was no way Jess was letting you read anymore.

"Yes Jess, he is. I swear you've hated every ex of mine. Dan is literally your friend."

You sat up on the sofa and began gathering your things.

"Doesn't mean he's a good boyfriend either. Plus you've hated most of my ex girlfriends too."

"Well half of them did call me a bitch so."

Jess laughed as you pulled your jacket on, ready to head out. Although the conversation seemed light-hearted, there was an underlying layer neither of you wished to bring up. A common factor which influenced both of your past relationships.

"I'll see you later." You muttered, walking up the stairs with no further comments.

***

"I fucking love Boba Felt dude." Dico declared, taking a sip of his beer.

"You're such a dude." You laughed, enjoying your nerdy chat with your nerdy friend.

"The fucks that supposed to mean?"

"I dunno, every guy loves Boba Fett, he barely even speaks!"

"So?! Boba Fett doesn't need to speak, he's already badass."

As you laughed along, four words you never wished to hear were spoken from behind you.

"Is that your boyfriend?"

You almost shuddered as you heard them, turning yourself around to see what Raab was referring to. And in all his glory, Dan was facing the corner, zipping down his pants, ready to piss on the wall. It wasn't even midnight yet and your boyfriend was already loaded and set to make a fool of himself as he so often did when alcohol was involved.

"Shit." You spat under your breath, pushing yourself off your seat and rushing over to prevent the public urination.

"Dan, what the hell are you doing?! Stop it!" You whisper-shouted, pulling your boyfriends hands away from his crotch and attempting to zip up his pants.

"Hey, he needs to get out of here!" The bartender yelled once he spotted what everyone was staring at, already heading to get the bouncer.

"For fuck's sake Dan. How many bars are you gonna get thrown out of? You tryna set a record or something?!" You scolded, successfully buckling up your boyfriend's belt and pushing him towards the exit, knowing it was certainly time to call it a night.

"Nooo, I don't wanna go home. I'm taking more shots with Bam!" Dan slurred though he made no attempt to stop you from shoving him outside.

"You're done Dan. I'm taking you home." You tried grabbing his hand to pull him towards your car but Dan pulled his hand away forcefully.

"You're not my fucking mother bitch."

He probably had whiskey. That always made him angry.

"You're not gonna be let back inside, so I dunno what your plan is." You folded your arms. It was like dealing with a child.

Suddenly Dan got up in your face, enough so that the strong smell of liquor invaded your senses.

"Why are you such a controlling cunt?"

"Is there a problem?"

You and Dan both flicked your heads to the source of the noise as your face got hot, tears almost welling stupidly.

"Of course, here's Jess to the rescue!" Dan scoffed, backing away from you and throwing his arms up in the air.

"You gonna take her away from me and go fuck her Margera?"

"Daniel." Your face turned almost redder at your boyfriends crude comments as Jess walked towards the two of you.

"Hey man, you need to calm down." Jess extended his arm out to hold Dan away from the two of you, a stern look on his face.

"Oh fuck off Jess. Not my fault she doesn't wanna fuck you!"

"Dan we're going home." You couldn't listen to his words any longer as you walked towards Dan and grabbed his hand, pulling him towards your car once again but Jess called out your name, pulling your head towards him.

"It's fine. He's just drunk."

Jess looked almost scared, he didn't want you to go with Dan but he wasn't sure if he could stop you without a full on fist fight breaking out in the parking lot.

"Just call me when you get home, I'm leaving now too" Jess responded, feeling utterly helpless.

"Oh sure she'll call you. I'll call you instead handsome! How bout that?" Dan sneered after Jess as he stood watching you shove your intoxicated boyfriend in the car, then pulling out of the bar and down the street.

"Why'd you gotta be such an asshole Dan?" You muttered, face as red as a tomato from embarrassment.

"Oh sorry, want me to be nice to your little boyfriend? You know when I started being friends with Jess, I never went near you cause'- cause' you know I always thought you guys were together. Well you may as well fucking be!" Dan was almost yelling, slurring several words and throwing his arms around in the air dramatically.

"Dan you're just drunk, stop talking." Your grip on the wheel tightened as your fists turned a pale white, swallowing back your emotions.

"Stop talking? Where were you today, hmm?"

You bit your lip, trying to concentrate on the road rather than the drunk man berating you in your car.

"I told you already, Jess'. I don't know why this is a problem all of a sudden." Your voice was beginning to break as you spoke, Dan paying no mind to this.

"What so it was just you and Jess 'hanging out' alone? He didn't nail you did he?"

Tears began to roll down your cheeks as the language got crude and mean, like sharp knives cutting into you.

"He's my friend, Dan. He always has been." You mumbled through tears, eyes not tearing away from what was in front of you.

Thats when Dan grabbed your arm, tearing your eyes towards him for a brief moment.

"I don't buy it. He wants to fuck you and you know it. And you wanna fuck him too, don't you?"

You brought your eyes right back to the road to steer your car right to the side, foot slamming on the brake, jolting Dan forward.

"Get the fuck out." You swallowed, refusing to look at your boyfriend.

"So fucking defensive now aren't you?"

"Touch me again and I call the cops, I'm serious."

Dan scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"Are you fucking kidding me? C'mon babe."

"Get out of my car."

"We're on the side of the-"

"I said, get out." Your voice was stern and pointed, eyes never leaving to look at him.

"Fuck you." Dan swung the car door open and stepped out, slamming it and yelling obscenities at you as you pulled back on the almost desolate road, set on your course for a certain house.

Tears were falling rapidly as you drove, your hands wiping them away while you tried your best not to start sobbing, your eyes would be too blurry to drive then. It wasn't long before you pulled up to the house, Jess' car already in the front. You contemplated how you were going to get in, definitely not wanting to wake up Ape or Phil or even Bam for that matter if he made it home too. You sat in your car looking up at Jess' window, the thought of throwing stones at it crossing your mind for a brief moment before it dawned on you how easy it would be to scale the wall. You had done it a couple times as a teenager but now it seemed like your only option, almost like a cheesy 80s rom com.

You silently shut your car door and went about hoisting yourself up the rungs of a plant fixture April had set up years prior. Your boots weren't exactly the ideal equipment to wear when climbing up a house but your head was too foggy to care. Eventually you got to Jess' window and thankfully it was a crack open, allowing you to push your fingers underneath it and force it open enough to crawl through it quietly.

You looked over to Jess' bed, his bare back facing you as he slept soundly. He must've only gotten back a few minutes before yet when he drank he was always out like a light. You stood still for a moment, assessing the fact you had essentially broken into your best friend's house and was now about to wake him up with a tear-stained face. Your legs worked before your mind did, bringing yourself forward to sit at the edge of the double, hands shoving him lightly.

"Jess, Jess wake up." You whispered, ignoring the fact your voice was already breaking.

Jess stirred awake, running his hand over his face before turning himself towards you in a daze, calling out your name in confusion.

"What are you doing here? Are you okay?"

Your lack of response alarmed Jess as he sat up, turning his lamp on and raising his hand to rest against your arm.

"Did he hurt you?"

You had never heard Jess sound like that before. His voice was laced with all sorts of things, fear, guilt but most of all, anger.

You just shook your head, tears beginning to fall once again. Jess pulled you in to embrace you, your face buried into his neck as you let go, his hand moving up and down your back for comfort.

“What happened?”

You didn’t respond, your tears wetting Jess’ skin. The silence remained for a moment.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to talk about it right now.”

You nodded, pulling away and wiping your face.

“Is it okay if I stay here for tonight?” Your voice wavered.

“Of course. Here let me get you something to wear.”

Jess stood up and walked over to his closet, pulling out an old cKy shirt and sweatpants before handing them over to you, standing awkwardly in just his boxers.

“I’ll just-“ He turned his back to you, waiting while you changed.

“How did you get in?”

You bit your lip as you pulled the sweatpants up.

“I uh- I scaled your wall.” You tapped Jess on the back, letting him know he could turn around now.

“You scaled my wall? What like broke in?!” Jess couldn’t help but grin, pulling a laugh from you as he got back into his bed, switching off his lamp.

“I used to do it all the time.” You pulled the sheets back too, settling into Jess and resting your head against his shoulder.

“Yeah you’re not 14 anymore though.”

You smiled, wiping away the last of your tears.

“Sometimes I wish I still was.”

The room was silent again, Jess’ arm pulling you in closer. You thought of being teenagers again, when you had to steal beer and cigarettes from your parents to get drunk in your bedrooms and when passing algebra was the height of your concerns. When did everything get so complicated?

“If he ever hurts you I’ll beat his ass, okay?” Jess whispered, making you smile.

He held you until you fell asleep, and stayed holding you when the sun came up and creeped over your eyes, waking you. You felt content for a moment, feeling Jess' chest rise and fall, his breathing low as his eyes remained closed. You thought you could stay there for eternity, away from your problems and away from Dan. Dan.

"Shit." You pulled the sheets off your body and jumped up, searching around the room for your clothes from the night before.

As you kicked around the laundry on the floor in search, Jess stirred awake, rubbing his eyes and pushing himself to sit up.

"What are you doing it's only 9? You can stay longer can't you?" His voice was low and husky.

"I have to go, he's gonna wonder where I was." You swallowed thickly as you picked up your pants, about to strip off when Jess' voice called out to you with concern.

"Look I don't know what happened last night, but you were really shaken up. Do you think you should see him?"

Your eyes were brought up to Jess', his own filled with worry. You looked at the floor, biting your lip.

"You're right, I'm just gonna go back to mine."

Jess nodded, his shoulders relaxing.

"You can keep the clothes, I don't mind."

You smiled as sweetly as you could, still feeling a lump in your throat but choosing to ignore it as you grabbed whatever you brought and opened Jess' window again.

"Jesus Christ, go out the front door, idiot." Jess fumbled with his sheets, getting out of bed and opening his door.

"Everyone's in work or asleep."

You laughed at his attitude as you headed downstairs.

"They probably saw my car too."

"You think they care if you slept over? You're part of the family already Y/n."

Once you made it to the front door you turned around, smiling at those words. It was true, you had been an honorary Margera long enough.

"That doesn't make us siblings does it?"

Jess laughed, shaking his head.

"Go home."

You smiled as he opened the door for you, walking out and looking back for a moment to see him smiling right back.

Part Two soon...

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