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BEAUTIFUL ⋆.*ೃ✧ LOGAN SARGEANT

SUMMARY: in which logan makes sure to never treat you the way you got treated before. (ft. oscar piastri)

FACE CLAIM: noriella

CONTAINS: memories of toxic ex!oscar, some angst, logan being a sweetheart, reader trying to unlearn toxic behavior!

AUTHOR'S NOTE: this was origanlly supposed to be posted on friday but i had things come up so anyways i'm happy they renewed logan's contract, i was literally stressing out about it!!

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just before the formula one season could be over, you had invited logan to come meet your family and friends over in new york and so far he was winning your friends over.

"ugh he's so good to you!" your best friend smiled as she looked at logan who was going up to the cashier to pay the check.

"he's very cute." your other best friend agreed. "so much better than oscar..."

you awkwardly chuckled as you remembered the time oscar had came to new york and promised you he would meet everyone for dinner but it never happened due to him supposedly forgetting about the dinner and never showed up — your friends and family saw how you were stopping your life just to chase after oscar but they could see how it is very different with logan.

once logan returned you all said your goodbyes and the two of you headed outside, like the gentleman he was he opened the door for you. he saw that you shivered on your walk down the block to his car so he wrapped his coat around you. "it's too cold out here, maybe you can come to florida with me next week to meet my folks and friends?"

you wrapped your arms around his neck and nodded. "i would love to meet them."

he kissed your lips and rested his forhead on yours. "god, i love you." he quickly realized what he said and tried laughing it off. "i'm sorry that slipped out." he then winced at his choice of words. "well i do love you but i know it may be too soo-"

you kissed him once more and even if you weren't sure of your feelings for him, you decided to say the words you knew he wanted to hear from you. "i love you too sargeant."

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oscar piastri had found himself alone looking at old photos of the two of you that he had on his phone — the both of you had been seeing each other for a few months but never made it official, just because he never wanted to put a label on it and before he knew it you had fallen into the hands of an old friend of his.

"no it's all good, i'm happy for you guys..." he remembered telling logan. "i'm glad the both of you are happy."

he didn't blame you for moving on, he treated you real shitty for the very few months you guys were together. you had stopped everything going on in your life just to be there for him and he couldn't find himself to do the same for you.

"promise you'll show up for dinner?" you had asked oscar as he was getting ready to go hang out with lando for a few hours. "my friends and family will all be there."

"i already told lando i had to leave by six so i can make it to the restaurant on time." he remembered swearing that he would be there on time. "wouldn't miss it for the world."

hours later you had found yourself having dinner with everyone and oscar was nowhere to be found.

"i mean we're not even dating yet, what's the rush to meet her family?" he asked lando who was taking pictures of the city. "i'm not even sure if i can see us together in the long run."

lando knew the way oscar was treating you and he spoke up about it a few times to him, he even tried getting you to leave him but the both of you just never listened.

"she's a cool girl, what's not to like about her? plus i think she is way better than the last girl, the pescatarian." lando then shrugged. "but if that's how you feel just skip it."

so that was exactly what he did.

the next morning he knew the two of you were supposed to go to breakfast around nine so he went over to your apartment to pick you up and you had been sitting on your porch in pajamas.

"that's how you're going?" he chuckled. "i mean you look cute s-"

you rolled your eyes at him. "what happened last night?"

"last night?"

yeah, in that moment he thought playing dumb was his best option.

if you could throw the pot of flowers at his head without going to jail you probably would do it. "last night. what the fuck happened to you?"

he saw people trying to look outside of your window from your house and he turned back to you. "get in the car, we'll tal-"

“not until you tell me what why you miss-”

he looked at your window once more and saw that they were still looking out. "can you not yell right now..." he rubbed his forehead and looked back at you. “alright stop being dramatic and just get in the car.”

he talked like this to you whenever you guys got into arguments except this time he was being quieter, you knew your parents were most likely looking out the window which is why he wasn't yelling back at you.

he looked once more to the window and saw that they were gone so he quickly walked over to you and tried dragging you towards his car but you were not budging like you usually did. “can we please just go? i don't get why this has to be a big fucking thing.”

you scoff and shrug his arm off your wrist. "i think you need to leave oscar."

he knew he was about to lose his temper with you so instead of saying something rude he clenched his jaw and pinched the bridge of his nose. "fine, we can talk whenever you get over this stupid thing."

as he turned around to walk away, you grabbed his wrist.

him not fight back was making your blood boil. "i don't understand this oscar, what we have going on!"

the change in your voice made him upset because he knew he had no right to be mad at you, he was the one that stood up you and the people who meant the most to you.

"one minute you're treating me like i'm the love of your life and the next minute you act like i mean nothing to you." he saw your lower lip trembles as you spoke. “i will not allow yo-”

he knew where this was going so he began mumbling out little apologies but you shook your head. "i deserve better than this oscar."

he knew that at the time he couldn't give you better so he let you go.

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logan remembered the time he had introduced you to oscar, he really thought you wouldn't find interest in someone like him but you did and soon after he regretted introducing you guys — months later he once overheard an argument that oscar and you had, he quickly learned that the person he knew most of his whole life was not the best person.

"oscar, why don't you just take a walk..." he told him as he heard the argument getting more serious.

oscar huffed and walked back to where lando was.

"does he always talk to you like that?"

you sighed as you sat on the bench. "sometimes but it was my fault, i should've just listened to him..."

he made sure to let you know that he's be there for you if you ever needed to talk and you did go to him a few times.

he hated how oscar treated you, if it had been him he'd give you the whole world. it was so stupid to introduce you guys.

"you deserve better than that y/n." he told you after you had called him about oscar missing dinner. "i have to go but i'll see you on sunday for the race in miami!"

he didn't see you that day or two weeks later in italy.

during media day in italy, he overheard lando tell oscar that you leaving him was for the best since the relationship was toxic. he was glad you had finally left him and invited you to race in monaco.

"sure logan, i'll be there for you!"

from then on the both of you were almost inseparable, you had modeling gigs so you couldn't always be there for his races but he flew out to see you whenever he could.

he dreaded the day when he had to tell oscar that the two of you were seeing each other but it had to be done. "we just connected a little while after you guys stopped talking and then i recently asked her out so i just wanted to tell you that."

oscar nodded. "i'm glad the both of you are happy, especially her because she really deserves something good in her life."

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you slammed the door on logan as you walked into his apartment but you sighed and quickly opened it for him. "i'm sorry i didn't mean to close it on you."

he knew you were trying to unlearn certain things that you had done with oscar in the past so he was always super patient with you and tried giving you space when he thought you needed it.

he sat next to you on the couch and tried reaching out for your hand but you shrugged it off. "i wasn't trying to accuse you of seeing him but when i saw oscar's name pop up on your pho-"

he knew you were still mad after you stood up from the couch with a huff. "i haven’t spoken to him since that day logan!"

you sighed once more because he never raised his voice with you and you headed into his bedroom but he followed you, knowing that you didn't mean to raise your voice.

“ugh i suck, you are so kind with me and i'm trying to not do these things and i jus-"

he softly tugged on your arm to get you to face him and tried to move one of the strands in your hair to your ear but you sorta flinched as he rose his arm.

you quickly turned to look away from him, hoping he didn’t just notice that and start asking questions. “um, can i just have a minute log-“

he knew the way your body reacted when you were irritated and that was definitely not it. “did he hit you before?” he asked and as you shook your head no. “i swear to god if he did i-“

“no.” you sat at the edge of his bed and he sat next to you. “our arguments got pretty bad sometimes and there were times that maybe i thought he would but he never did…”

he pulled you onto his lap and held your hands in his. "you do know i would never do anything anything like that to you, right?” he got you to look up to him. "like ever."

you nodded and rested your head on his shoulder. "i know that."

he held you by the waist and let your bodies fall into the bed and you felt his eyes on you so you look back up to him — he looked at you differently this time and it just made you struggle to keep yourself all together.

"you are so beautiful like ridiculously beautiful."

you rolled your eyes as your cheeks were burning hot and brought his face down for a kiss. "and you're ridiculously handso-"

he kissed you once more and pulled away, lips barely touching yours.

and just before he could say the word he wanted to tell you, you had jumped to straddle him and already beaten him to it. "i love you so mu-"

he quickly started tickling you for saying it first and flipped you over so now he was hovering you, the sounds of your beautiful laughter was like music to his ears.

"alright, i'm sorry!" you giggled and tried pushing him off but instead he kissed you softly. "you're forgiven, i love you."

the next kiss you guys shared was a little more rough and your hand began to pull down his zipper from his jeans. "need to reward you for getting your contract renewed."

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logan and you had recently bought an apartment together in florida and as you sat on the porch with crystal, you saw a familiar car pull up.

you've got to be kidding me.

"why are you here oscar?" you asked as he walked towards you.

he shrugged and sat on the chair next to you. "i've been in florida for about a week, i wanted to see if maybe we could've given us another sho-"

you shook your head and stood up. "don't, it's been over for us."

oscar nodded and stood up. "i know that now, i saw you guys the other day and you looked incredibly happy and you deserve that happiness..."

logan was walking outside with your cup of tea but quickly stopped himself when he saw oscar. "everything okay?"

you nodded and gave him a reassuring smile. "i'll be in a second."

he nodded and walked inside, crystal following behind him. you had never given him any reason to think you were doing something you weren't supposed to be doing so he let you guys talk but made sure to keep a close eye.

"i'm sorry for the way i treated you those months, it was a very shitty thing to do because you never deserved that and honestly i feel like maybe i shouldn't have came to tell you all of this." he rubbed his forhead and looked towards his car. "i don't know i just think deep down i wanted to know how you still felt about me or if maybe we could still be friends..."

you sighed. "i dont know if you're looking for forgiveness or what but i know i didn't deserve how you treated me so i forgive you but we can not be friends oscar so i need you to please leave."

he nodded and began walking towards his car but turned back to you, who was already walking inside your house. "you're truly happy?"

you turned back to him and nodded. "happiest i have ever been, i love logan and he treats me good."

once you got back inside oscar watched your window from the inside his of his car — he had kissed your forhead and you looked up to him with the same bright eyes you once gave him, except now they shined even brighter for him.

if only he had treated you better before then maybe instead of logan he could've had this same ending with you.

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meosq · 6 months

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Basketball babe

“I got no time to lose”

summary ; in which our loveable Oikawa Toruu sees his girlfriend in the front of a magazine for basketball sponsored by Vogue Japan?!

Warnings : fem!reader

“Iwa-chan, can you we drop by the convenience store before practice pretty please!” Oikawa stated as he faced iwaizumi with a pouty expression.

“Don’t look at me like that, but sure” Iwaizumi responded while making his way towards the convenience store.

The sound of jingles where heard as they walked into the store, Oikawa immediately heading towards the snacks aisle while Iwaizumi headed to the magazines and newspaper section.

“I wonder whos at the front this week-. Oh. WHAT?!” Iwaizumi screamed as he looked at the weekly cover for basketball. His insanely, boarderline cry for bloody murder alerted Oikawa at the back. He scrambled towards Iwaizumi, who he thought had basically died or worse… didnt bring his wallet!

“IWA-CHAN! WHATS WRONG?? ARE YOU ALIVE???” Oikawa screamed as he saw iwaizumi twiching, hunching over a… magazine?

“Torou.. you might want to see this..” iwaizumi stated as he robotically turned towards Oikawa. This movement made Oikawa turn stiff and think of the something even worse.. Ushijuma had made it at the front and they was at the very back.

“Im scared please- dont-” Oikawa stated tears fulling his eyes as he didnt want to face the humiliation until the magazine was shoved into his face.

This sudden shift made him loose focus, as he tried focusing on who he was meant to be looking at . It clicked. It wasn’t death. It wasn’t Iwaizumi loosing his wallet. It certainly wasn’t Ushijima. It was someone else.

Someone he loves very much.

His sweet lovely girlfriend.

[name].

At the front of a magazine.

Not just any magazine.

A Vogue Japan magazine.

There she stood with all her glory, her gold skin shining enough to blind the young man, her hair let loose as she showed her back jersey with the numbers “20” .. his birthday.

“Oh my god.” Was all Oikawa could utter as he held the magazine not realising he was blushing.

“ i cant believe this. “ “im calling this woman. What the fu-”

“So… you found out..” [name] stated as she started to sweat profusely. She had been called by Oikawa with a screaming voice and him saying “get to the convenience store near school RIGHT NOW MISS VOGUE.” realising she had been caught.

“i was meant to give it to you tomorrow for you birthday.. as well as a special jersey but you found out before..” she stated pouting as she faced Oikawa embarrassed he found out her hobby before she could even tell him.

“I didnt even know you did basketball… you never told me!”

“You never asked, plus i thought you knew because im always seeing u afterschool with the basketball uniform still on! “

“I thought you just liked streetwear?!”

“It literally has the schools logo!”

“It does?! Anyways now that i found out, can we see your next basketball match?! Can we! “

“I mean sure? Its next week. You can come watch practice if you want?”

“OF COURSE I WANT TO SEE YOU PRACT-“

“Lets get going or coach is going to kill you, goodbye [name]-san. Get home safe. “ iwaizumi stated as he dragged a crying oikawa away.

“why would he only kill- YOU ARE GOING TO BLAME THIS ONE ME ARENT YOU!!”

“Yes i am. “

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bruisedleftknee · 3 months

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Flood

Hey everyone, this is the first time I’m posting something I wrote after creating a new blog. I was in a very sad mood today, listened to many sad songs and this happened. Hope you enjoy.

English isn’t my first languag so be gentle with me lol.

Summary: Noah and Reader have a complicated relationship, they both know thighs can’t work out but they keep finding themselves in the same place. This time in Noah’s hotel room, for a few hours.

Pairing: Noah x Reader

Word count: 1.7K

Warnings: Let me know what I should add, please.

Note: I don’t really know what I want to do with this, so let’s see what will happen. Let me know your thoughts.

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Evening, 5:43 PM

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Hotel Room, 11:40 PM

“Open your eyes, look at me, Noah,” Y/N said as she cupped Noah’s face with both her hands while she was sitting on top of him on the bed. “C'mon, I need you to look at me,” she said, brushing Noah’s cheeks with her thumbs. “No,” he said as tears fell from his eyes.

“I want to see your pretty brown eyes; open ‘em,” she said. Noah opened his eyes, full of tears and almost turning red. “Are you going to cry the whole time you’re with me tonight, Noah? Even while you’re literally inside me?” she asked gently, letting out a little laugh.

“I don’t want to; I really don't—I just…“ Noah said between his short breaths,

“It’s okay; do you want me to stop? We can just lay here.”

“No, I want you to do whatever you want.”

“You know we don’t have to do anything, right?”

“No, please” He said, as another tear fell on his left cheek,

“Okay, are you going to keep crying? You’ve been like this for a while now,” Y/N said. still holding Noah’s face,

“Is that okay? I think I need to.”

“It’s alright” Y/N laid Noah’s head on her chest. “What do you want to do?” she asked.

“Anything, Y/N, I just want to be with you; I miss you.” Noah said while running his hands through Y/N’s long hair that covered her shoulders, “I’m going to miss you; I don’t want you to leave again.”

Y/N kissed Noah’s lips; the tears made his lips taste salty. She licked his lips and then kissed his eyelids, his long eyelashes wet with tears. “If I knew it would make you this sad, I’d never tell you I was in the city. I just wanted to see you,” she said as she gently ran her fingers through Noah’s hair, which was now covering his eyes.

“I didn’t think it’d make me feel like this when you said you wanted to meet,” he said as he ran his hands on Y/N’s back, leaning into a hug. “I knew you’d leave me in tears when you leave again if I meet you, but I didn’t know I’d be like this.“

“This is going to be the saddest sex we’ve ever had, won’t it?” Y/N asked, looking at Noah.

“Every sex we’ve ever had has been sad, knowing I have to say goodbye to you in the morning every time.” Noah said with a sad gaze, “You know you can stay more than a night; we’re both in the city for a few days; you don’t have to leave me as soon as this is over,” he said, begging.

“You know I can’t; that will just make things harder.” Y/N shook her head a little. “But it won’t,” Noah said beggingly. “We talked about this; we can’t ever be a thing. But we can have a good time together once in a while if you don’t make it this sad and depressing,” Y/N said as she tried to sit beside Noah, but he grabbed her waist immediately so she couldn’t move. “No, stay; I want to stay inside you the whole night, can I?” he asked, almost begging.

“Yes, but I need you to stop crying like you’re not enjoying it.“ Y/N started kissing Noah gently, and they slowly began to open their mouths more, tongues gliding across each other. Noah sighed softly into Y/N’s mouth. She bit his lip. Their hands were resting softly on each other’s shoulders and backs, beginning to roam and explore. They started gasping into each other’s mouths as Noah grabbed Y/N’s breast. He pulled her closer to his chest; their lips left each other for the first time, and Noah started trailing across her jaw and down her neck. Y/N’s nails scratched lightly on Noah’s shoulder and back, and she started gently moving back and forth on his cock. Noah was kissing Y/N’s chest, leaving marks, holding her left breast with one hand and grabbing her ass with another hand as she moved up and down on his dick now. “I don’t want you to leave,” he whispered in her ear. “I don’t want you to leave. Staying here for a few days won’t hurt. Stay for me.”

“Shut up” Y/N put one hand on Noah’s mouth and started rubbing her clit with her other hand. She filled his mouth with her fingers. He sucker her fingers then started drawing circles around Y/N’s nipple with his thumb, squeezing it with his fingers, and kept squeezing her ass cheek with his other hand. “I think I-” she said as she rubbed her clitoral area faster. “Go faster” she asked, moaning, “Faster Noah!” he started slamming his dick inside her faster, kissing her breasts and sucking her nipples. Y/N breathed heavily as her back arched and her eyes rolled back. “Ah” she moaned loudly as she reached her orgasm.

“I’m going to miss this,” she said after a few minutes, still in the same position, but now her head was resting on Noah’s shoulder. "Are you going to let me go at some point?” she asked, smiling. “No, I told you I don’t want you to go; I’ll do whatever you want me to, but please stay.” And another wave of tears appeared.

“You’re making this harder than it already is for both of us. I hate to see you like this" Y/N said as she caressed Noah’s hair, “If you always knew you didn’t want anything serious, then why did you let me fall for you?” He asked as she wiped his tears, “I told you from the start that we can’t fall for each other; this was always supposed to be a fun thing for when you’re on tour and I’m traveling for work, wasn’t it? You said you were okay with it!” Y/N said, looking into Noah’s eyes.

“But I can’t stop thinking about it, about you.“ Noah covered his face with his hands. “I think about you too, a lot. Believe me.” Y/N said, still playing with Noah’s hair. “Then why do you act like this means nothing to you?” Noah said it with a voice filled with frustration.

Y/N got up quickly and stood beside the bed where her clothes were lying on the floor. “I can’t do this; it’s been happening every time we meet lately. It’s too much; I think we need to stop,” she said as she put on a loose gray shirt. “What are you doing?” Noah asked, “I think I should leave.” She answered quickly while trying to find her underwear between the clothes on the floor.

“Don’t, please,” Noah said, leaning on the bed, trying to reach Y/N’s hand. “Don’t leave, not now. We can do whatever we did before, whatever you want,” he said, now sitting on the bed on his knees, holding Y/N’s hand with both hands. “Please, you can’t just leave.“

"Goddammit,” Y/N said after a moment of silence as she leaned on Noah, making him fall on his back and licked his lips. They started exploring each other’s mouths again, both moaning loudly and running their hands on each other’s bodies. “Go sit over there,” she said, pointing at the corner of the bed. “Go!” she said as she grabbed Noah’s shirt that was on the nightstand. “Give me your hand.” She started tying his hand to the bed frame using the shirt. "Dammit, this is hard; you better not move too much,” she said as she tried to tie a strong knot.

“Are you going to say anything?” Y/N asked, and Noah answered no by shaking his head. “Okay then”. Y/N started kissing Noah’s neck, coming down all the way to his chest and belly button, running her hands on the tattoos that covered his whole chest. Noah’s dick was hard again. Y/N held the shaft with one hand and started licking the tip, then spat on it and spread the liquid all over his cock. He started letting out moans that were almost silent. “I can’t hear you,” Y/N said, now running her free hand on Noah’s inner thighs. His breaths were getting shorter and heavier. “Louder so I can hear, Noah.” Y/N said it in a commanding tone. Noah’s moans got louder as Y/N started sucking the tip of his dick, then going all the way down and taking it all in. She grabbed his balls, and he hissed in pain. “You know I like to hear you,” she said. “Ok- okay” Noah answered quickly, he grabbed Y/N’s hair that was now covering her face with his free hand. “I didn’t say you could do that,” Y/N said, as she was stroking Noah’s dick with both hands now. “I want to see you, please,” he said between his breaths. She continued stroking his dick, moving her hands up and down very fast. Her spit was all over his dick, and she twisted one of his nipples gently. “I know you can come for me,” she told him when she saw his stomach get stiff. “Don’t be shy with me now.” Her hand was going up and down on his dick faster now. “M'gonn-” he tried to say, his eyes locked on Y/N. His stomach was getting stiffer and his breaths heavier; he was moaning loudly now and holding Y/N’s hair in his fist, then the shots of cum gushed all over his lower stomach and Y/N’s hand. “That’s what I wanted to see; you did great,” said Y/N, smiling, then licked the cum that was on her hands and leaned into a kiss, her lips that were covered in cum now and her mouth that was full of the liquid met Noah’s mouth, and she kissed him long as he licked her lips and tasted the liquid on her lips and tongue. “Good boy, swallow.”

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Next Morning, 11:10 AM

Noah woke up to see the left side of the bed empty and all Y/N’s stuff gone. He sighed and checked his phone. He was alone again, like all the times before.

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ridiculously-over-obsessed · 3 months

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Ooh how about 19 please? 😍

Absolutely! Also this made me check under my bed for cameras or you because I had in fact not eaten today because I am ill and hadn't psyched myself up to go make it, but I have since rectified that fact dfklgjdflkgjfd

ANYWAY, on with the prompt!

prompt list here!

19. “Have you eaten anything?”

It had been a long and hard week in Seattle for Beca. The call had come in the middle of the night, leaving her to scramble out of bed and hastily cram some clothes into a bag before heading to the airport.

Her mom was in an accident. It looked bad, really bad. Her aunt had told her that she had to get here just in case. So she did, she put all her flight anxiety to oneside and sat in the metal death tube for five and a half hours, flagged down a cab, and went straight to the hospital.

She got there just in time to say goodbye to her mom, sat squeezing her hand tightly as the life support machine was turned off, sobbing into her shoulder as she lost her mom for good.

As her next of kin, Beca now had to figure out what to do with all her mom's stuff, organise the funeral, inform the members of her family what had happened. She emailed her professors to explain she needed a few weeks off and they were thankfully very understanding, the Bellas had offered to drop everything and come out to help her but she turned them down. This was her responsibility, her mom, she had to sort this whole mess out.

"Have you eaten anything?"

Beca sniffed softly as she shook her head. She had been sat on the front porch of her childhood home, staring vacantly out at the street, barely noticing the chilly wind that bit at her skin. She had grown up in Seattle after all, she was used to this kind of cold.

"No. I'm not hungry."

There was a soft sigh from above her before the porch creaked next to her, turning her head slightly to look at the woman now sat beside her. Chloe gave her a small, sad smile, tucking a loose lock of hair behind Beca's ear. It was limp and a little greasy, Beca having been far too busy and lost in her grief to even entertain the idea of a shower since she'd arrived in Seattle.

"You need to eat Becs. You've barely had anything since you got here."

"I know." Beca swallowed thickly, subtly shifting closer to Chloe so she could rest her head on her shoulder, "But everything makes my stomach turn."

"You want to try some soup?" Chloe offered, winding her arm around Beca's shoulders, giving them a gentle squeeze.

"Maybe." Beca nodded a little, "That could be nice."

They sat in silence for a few moments, Beca curling more into Chloe's embrace, slowly trying to get as close to her as possible. Chloe didn't mind, it was one of the reasons she had insisted on coming with Beca. She knew how difficult Beca found it to open to people, to be emotionally vulnerable with anyone, the only other person in the world that Beca would be this close too, figuratively or literally, was her mom.

"I don't want to go tomorrow." Beca's voice was thick as Chloe felt the side of her neck where her face was buried start to grow damp.

"I know baby..." Chloe sighed softly, rubbing small circles on Beca's back and kissing the crown of her head, "But you have to. You'd never forgive yourself if you missed the funeral."

"But if I go then it'll be real..." Beca whispered, "She'll really be gone Chlo, I... I don't want her to be gone, it's not fair."

"It's not." Chloe shook her head, feeling Beca start to shake as her gentle tears turn into sobs, "You're right, it's not fair that she's gone. I wish I could change it for you."

Beca didn't say anything for a while, simply sobbing in Chloe's embrace. Chloe stroked her hair, shushing her softly but letting her cry herself out. She hadn't cried since the hospital, and that had been five days ago. Beca was really good at bottling her emotions up until they exploded out at the wrong moment, and with a loss of this magnitude, if she crammed it all down it would destroy her. So Chloe would let her feel everything that she needed to, let her be angry or sad or irritated or tired, or even a combination of the above, and not take it to heart, because at the end of the day at least Beca was feeling something.

"I'm really glad you're here." Beca croaked as her sobs subsided, sitting up a little as she wiped at her face with her sleeve and resting her forehead against Chloe's, "I... I wouldn't be able to do this without you. Thank you for coming."

"Of course." Chloe smiled at her brushing her hair from her face again, "Even though you insisted on me staying at home?"

"Yeah." Beca managed a small grin in return, "I'm glad you didn't listen to me."

"C'mon." Chloe took Beca's hands in hers, gently encouraging her to her feet, "It's cold out here, your hands are turning red. Let's get you something to eat inside."

"Okay." Beca nodded, "Would you be mad if I said I wanted pizza and not soup?"

"No." Chloe grinned, arm around Beca's waist, "What made you want pizza instead?"

"Mom and I really like this place a few blocks away, they do these insanely good cheesy garlic knots." Beca shrugged a little, expression getting watery again, "I just... I thought it would nice to share that with you."

"That's really sweet Becs." Chloe beamed at her, "I'd like that."

"Cool." Beca swallowed thickly, eyes roaming over the familiar interior of the home she had grown up in, feeling that ache settle in her chest again, "I wish she got to meet you Chloe. She would've loved you."

"Me too." Chloe nodded sadly, "I never got to thank her for giving me you."

#pitch perfect #pitch perfect fanfic #bechloe #bechloe fics #bechloe fanfic #beca mitchell #chloe beale #fanfiction #my fic #mini fic tag #ask meme things #prompt things #massivedrickhead

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youreobsessedwithtoomanyfandoms · 1 year

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I Would Tell Them If I Could, But I Can't

Words: 1823

Warnings: angst, reference to reader and Spencer having previous relationship, probably poor writing and OOC characters but whatever

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Reader and Spencer had a relationship for about 2 years before they broke up and then they just kinda slept with one another after bad cases which lead to the reader getting pregnant. They kinda have a co-parenting lifestyle where reader is the "lead" parent and Spencer get's child (Avery) on weekends and some weekday

Only Hotch and Strauss and JJ and Emily know (Hotch because he's her boss, Strauss because she's Hotch's boss, JJ because she's Spencer best friend, and Emily because she's reader's best friend)

Takes place during JJ and Will's wedding/the end of Hit/Run (Yes, I am aware that Emily also left in this episode, it basically was a double whammy. Except the whole team knew about Emily but not about reader)

I literally forgot about this...it's been sitting in my drafts for about 1-2 weeks lol

This was originally written for my OC Abby (which will be posted on my other account @imnotobsessedwfictionalchracters later)

Anywho, enjoy

Love Z <3

Y/N stared at her friends laughing and dancing around in Rossi’s backyard. She watched as Avery chased Henry and Jack around with a stick. She watched as everyone was happy. And she could tell that they were truly happy. Happier than they had been since Emily’s “death”. She wanted to keep it that way, but she knew that soon it would change. They go into the office on Monday and see her desk cleared. She placed the papers on Hotch’s desk yesterday morning. Before they were called down to the bank. She had no idea if he had seen them. But it didn’t matter. She was changing to work with the CIA. It was a better job. Better hours. Not much of a better pay...but she would get to be home for Avery more.

So she felt like this was a good goodbye. Everyone smiling and happy for JJ and Will. No one had to know about her resignation. Not yet. She knew it was cruel, leaving that down to Hotch to tell them. But she thinks it would be easier for her. She already knew that she wouldn’t be able to handle Penny’s crying. The only person who knew was Spencer. And him trying to convince her to stay was hard enough. She knew that if she had everyone trying, she would give in and let them convince her to stay.

“Does anyone know?” She jumped slightly at her Unit Chief's voice. He let out a small chuckle, “Sorry, I should have announced myself. I know you aren’t in the space to not be startled by someone coming up beside you.”

“It’s fine Hotch.” She blew out a bit of air, “And except for you and Strauss, it’s Spencer.” She crossed her arms, “Figured I had to tell him since he’s taking Avery this weekend.”

“Oh yeah? Where is he taking her?”

She laughed, “God I wish I knew. He’s keeping it a secret.”

“So, the CIA?”

She nodded, “They’ve been trying to get me since before that talk you had with us a few months ago.” She looked at him, “About the budget cuts. I was going to talk to you about it that day, but you walked out so fast I never had the time. And then we just kept getting cases so I never had the time to breach the subject with you.”

He nodded, “So what made you decide to take it?”

She looked back at everyone, “Something JJ had said about her time at the Pentagon and something Strauss told me.”

“Which was?”

“JJ told me that while she missed us, she would never deny how happy it made her to get to see Henry more. And to not have to worry about being pulled out and away from him randomly. More stable hours. All of it.” She pushed some hair out of her face, “I talked to who would be my boss to see if that would be possible. They offered me a different position. One I could only get with Strauss’s permission. That was how she found out and I started on the papers.”

“And what did Strauss say?”

“To think of Avery. To think of what would be better for her. And I did. The job at the CIA provides more stability. It’s more of an executive role. I could be home at a more reasonable time. And it’s a closer drive than it is to Quantico. Plus, it is a promotion.” She laughed, “I actually was in disbelief of Strauss convincing me to take it.”

Hotch laughed with her, “That is a strange feat.” He sighed, “So today was your last day.” She nodded, “And you’re leaving the responsibility to tell the team to me, aren’t you?”

She sighed, “It’s not like it’s what I want to do, but it’s easier for me. I don’t think I could handle Penny’s crying.”

He nodded, “You know you’ll just have her showing up at your apartment in tears, correct?”

“Yes, but she’ll also show up with a container of cookies. So it’s more of a win than a loss.”

“I can’t deny that one.” Hotch turned to face her, “It’s been a pleasure to work with you these past 4 years. And if you ever wish to return, the BAU will be happy to have you back.”

She smiled at him, for once she wasn’t surprised to see a smile on his face. If there was one thing Y/N had to say about Hotch, it was that he could be predictable. And she knew that he was going for a handshake, the more professional option, but she wrapped her arms around him. While he could be a pain in her ass sometimes, she would never deny that he knew when she needed a break and forced her to take it. And she wouldn’t deny that sometimes she saw him more as a father than a boss, which she knew was what he wanted sometimes.

“Thank you for not getting upset and trying to convince me to stay, Hotch.”

“If I know anything, Y/N, it’s that sometimes you need to make the choice that would be better for your kid. It may not always be the easiest, but it’s the best.” He pulled away, “I’m going to head back to the party before anyone becomes too suspicious of us talking.”

She laughed, “They are profilers afterall, I think they got suspicious the second you smiled.”

He laughed as he walked away, “That much is true.”

And as he walked away, she saw Spencer was walking towards her with Avery on his hip. She gave them a soft smile as they neared.

“Someone here is getting tired.”

“Aw,” She took Avery from Spencer’s arms, “Is my little girl tired.” Avery nodded softly, “Okay, it is getting late. We’ll soon.” Avery nodded again and laid her head on Y/N's shoulder.

“So, did you tell him?”

Y/N nodded, “Pretty sure it was reluctantly, but he approved my resignation letter. I start Monday.”

He sighed, “You know that the only reason I didn’t really fight you was because it’ll be better for Avery. Otherwise I would have argued with you. And won.”

She hummed, “Nah, I would definitely have won and not given in. Only Penny can out-argue me and I will accept defeat from.”

He laughed, “That’s understandable. Like, totally and completely understandable.”

“Well, I think that I am going to go on out, join me out front in about 10?”

He nodded, “You gonna get my keys from the bowl?”

She nodded, “Yep, I’ll get them and transfer the stuff to your car.” She sighed, “I’ll go tell everyone bye. And try to avoid promising to see them on Monday.”

He laughed, “That’s gonna be a hard one.”

“Shh,” She hushed me, “Let me dream.”

She followed Spencer down and saw as he went to talk with Emily and Rossi. So she started with Penelope and Derek. Derek saw her walking over to them and threw his signature smile at her. “Hey Pretty Girl, how can we help you?”

“Hey, I’m gonna head out. Avery here is all tired out. So I think I’ll see y’all later.”

Penelope gave her a goofy smile, “Yeaaaah. We’ll see you on Monday!”

Y/N's smile faltered slightly before she kept it up, “Yeah! Totally! See you later.”

She blew a kiss at Penelope and brought Avery’s sleepy hand to wave at the two as she walked over to Emily and Rossi. She told them the same and soon enough she was walking over to Will and JJ. JJ shot her a happy, but tired smile.

“Hey, you heading out?”

Y/N nodded, “Yeah, Avery is all tuckered out so I’m gonna take her home.”

JJ raised an eyebrow, “You or...?”

Y/N laughed, “He is. But I’m leaving first to be able to switch everything over to his car.”

JJ laughed, “Alright. I’ll see you on Monday?”

Y/N froze for a brief moment. Thought that she should maybe tell her the truth. But she didn’t. She just smiled and nodded, “Yeah, I’ll see you Monday.” She waved at them both, didn’t even try to have Avery wave as the small girl was dead asleep. “Bye JJ. Bye Will. Tell Henry bye for me.”

Henry nodded, “We will.”

Avery walked away from them and then out to the front of the house. She grabbed both hers and Spencer's keys from the bowl on the table and walked out of the house. She walked down to her car and carefully opened it without waking Avery up. She was able to move everything from her car to Spencer’s without waking the small girl on her hip. Just as she was getting Avery ready to place in Spencer’s car, he walked out.

He gave her a soft smile as he got closer. “Is she asleep?”

Y/N glanced at him as she was buckling Avery in. “Yeah, she fell asleep as I was talking with Emily and Rossi.” She kissed Avery’s temple before carefully shutting the door. “So, when will I learn what you are taking her to do this weekend?”

He hummed, “Never if I have anything to say about it.”

She smirked, “So evil Spencer Reid, oh so evil.” She sighed and leaned against his car door, “Are you really okay with me leaving?”

He crossed his arms, “If I’m going to be perfectly honest? Absolutely not. But I know that it is what’s best. For your mental health and for Avery.” He sighed, “You know that the team is going to be upset that you’re leaving without telling them.”

She nodded, “I know, Spence, I know. But as you said, it’s what’s best for me and for Avery. And besides, Hotch said that if I wanted to rejoin, I always could. So who knows,” She shrugged, “I could end up being JJ and coming back because I miss this all too much.”

He laughed, “Maybe I’ll hope for that.”

She rolled her eyes, “Yeah, maybe.” She said, “I’m gonna go now. I’ll see you later, alright?”

He nodded, “Yeah, I’ll see you later.”

Y/N walked away from Spencer and back to her car. And as she got into the front and started it, she smiled sadly as she listened to “This Year’s Love” by David Gray played through her speakers. As she drove home, she thought about the past nearly 5 years she lived on this team. All of the good and bad things that had happened in the past years. All of the good and bad memories that she had.

She knew she still had more to go through. More to learn. More to live. But she was happy to have lived this life the past years of her life.

“We all take different paths in life, but no matter where we go, we take a little of each other everywhere.” ― Tim McGraw

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cottagecheese1 · 1 year

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What about me?

Summary: You're Ari's girlfriend, but you slowly get replaced by someone who isn't you. Ari thinks this isn't true but figures it out he's wrong after it's too late.

Paring: Ari Levinson x reader x Jake Jensen

tw: literally just Ari being an asshole, fluff

"Sweetheart, you have to let me get dressed."

You pouted, wrapping your arms around Ari's muscular shoulders and burying your head in the crook of his neck desperately trying to get him to lay in bed with you a little longer.

"But why? can't you stay and cuddle for a little longer..."

Trying to give Ari the most convincing puppy eyes you possibly can, but falling to do so when you see he doesn't even spare you a second glance as he buttons up his baby blue dress shirt.

"No. Sorry baby, I promised Andrea I would meet her for drinks."

You paused for a moment. his just now current sentence throwing you off on so many levels. Who the hell is Andrea? And most importantly, why is she going out for drinks with your boyfriend?

"Who is Andrea, and why are you having drinks with her?"

Ari rolled his eyes annoyingly and looked at you with a scowl.

"Why do you always need to know everything I do. It's really annoying and overbearing."

You got out of bed and furrowed your eyebrows, trying to figure out how you were being 'annoying and overbearing'. Ari even knew before you guys got into a relationship that you had always been insecure about stuff like that, so it took you a little bit to get comfortable about some of the domestic things he tried to ease you into.

"Me? Annoying and overbearing. You're the one that's going out with another woman and getting drinks with her, and you don't believe that I have the right to ask you why?"

Ari looked at you angrily before putting his pants on and walking out of the bedroom grabbing his wallet before heading towards the front door.

You followed him not wanting him to leave angry with an issue that was not talked about between the two of you.

"is that it? Do you expect me to just sit here and be alright with you drinking with another woman?"

Ari paused and turned around setting his keys on the table beside him.

"yeah, maybe I do expect you to sit there and let me do what I want, it's not like I'm hooking up with random women."

"I trust you Ari I just don't want you doing anything you might regret later."

Ari scoffed

"yea sounds like you trust me a lot right now."

You looked at him like he was crazy, his voice getting louder and louder as he spoke.

"You're So Fucking clingy. Why can't you be more like Andrea!? She's pretty, skinny, I can fuck her better. She's perfect. you'll never be like her!"

As he yelled at you all you could do is cry and think about what he just said to you. Ari cheated on you and he didn't even try and pretend he wasn't.

Once the screaming stopped you looked down at the ground and stopped crying a little.

The minute Ari's words sunk in, you were angry.

"FINE. Go have a great time with Andrea I won't stop you."

You walked into your room and took a couple of boxes out, Walking back into the living room you put them on the table in front of Ari.

"Since you hate me that much you can take yourself and all your things out of MY house by tomorrow goodbye Ari."

Ari looked at you silently and followed you when you went back into the bedroom."

"I didn't mean that Baby, I'm sorry you know I love you"

"No, no you don't Ari don't say that"

You cried silently sitting on the couch with your elbows propped on your legs while your hands cover your eyes.

Ari makes his way over to the couch trying to wrap you in a hug and kiss your forehead. You push him away and stand up still crying.

"don't you dare touch me Ari"

"Please sweetheart we can talk about this-"

"Get out of my house. Please."

Ari attempted to come towards you to hug you once again but, you pushed him away.

"Are you sure I can sta-"

"GET. OUT"

Ari gave you one last guilty glance and made his way toward the door, slowly grabbing his keys on the way out.

2 weeks later

After the fight with Ari, he did come to your house and get his stuff in the mean time he was trying to find some reason why you should forgive him.

Your house was covered in pizza boxes, paper plates, and empty soda cans, along with take out boxes that should've been thrown out weeks ago. What have you done to yourself?

In the two weeks while you were downcasting in self-pity, Ari nonstop sent you multiple texts and calls to which you did not answer, threads of text messages that varied.

'I love you, baby'

'Please take me back'

'I'm sorry about what I said, and it'll never happen again'

'I dumped Andrea. Can we talk now?"

'I'm sorry, my love, please answer'

'U up?'

'You okay, baby?'

'Can I please come over so we can talk about this?'

'I really miss you, sweet girl'

'You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. Please answer..'

'You're absolutely perfect. I didn't mean anything I said to you, sweetheart'

Along with 98 missed calls from Ari

You couldn't bring yourself to put you in that down spiral of pain again, so you just ignored him.

While you glanced at the messages Ari sent you, you suddenly got this boost to go out to the land of living again.

You got in the shower and washed yourself, got dressed, grabbed your purse, and left your house.

What did you do once you got outside? To the coffee shop, of course, what better way to build your self-esteem back up than to order a coffee and sit down to catch up on some work.

Once you ordered your coffee, you sat down at a two person table and got your computer out waiting for them to call your name.

When you finally got your coffee and yourself settled, you heard the chair across from you creak across the wood floor and a voice that came with it.

"Um, hey, I was wondering if I could get your number?"

The voice across from you peaked your curiosity. You looked up from your computer to see a cute blonde boy with round glasses and an awkward smile on his face.

You smiled back at him, and that made him grin even more. You didn't need Ari anyway when you had this cutie in front of you.

"Whats your name?"

He paused and stumbled over his words a little bit.

"Jake Jensen, I thought you were really pretty and thought maybe I could have any chance of taking you out some time."

The smile on your face couldn't have gotten any wider. You felt like you were in high school again, giggling when your crush looked at you.

"I'm (name), I'd love for you to take me out some time, you're really cute too, so I don't mind that too much either.."

Jake's cheeks tinted pink when you said he was cute to, he was ecstatic that you said yes, very surprised that a pretty girl actually found his geeky persona attractive.

He handed you his phone, and you took it and put your number in his phone. Once you handed him his phone back, he gave you a quick bye and darted out of the front door of the coffee shop.

When you got back home, the first thing you did was take your shoes off along with your bra and change into something more comfortable. You spend the next two hours cleaning your wreck of a house, then you check your phone.

You unlock your phone and see a text from a number you don't recognize, but it can only be one person.

'Hey, it's Jake from the coffee shop. I was wondering when you wanted to meet up sometime?'

You paused for a moment, trying to think of the right thing to say.

'Of course, I'm open every day past 3 o'clock, so whatever works for you is ok with me!'

'Does 5:30 on Monday sound alright? Or I'm pretty much free to whenever you want to.'

'Of course 5:30 sounds great, see you then, Jake!'

Wow, you can't believe how excited you are. You immediately go to your room and pick out an outfit for Monday.

On Monday, you forgot how long it's been since you've been on a date because Ari never took you on them. Maybe that's why you were so nervous?

Jake texted you the details about where you where you two were going. you stood in front of your mirror and did your hair and finished up your make-up. You never really felt pretty, but right now, you felt beautiful.

You heard a knock on your door. You hurried to see open it and saw Jake standing there with a bouquet of flowers and a nice dress shirt and pants.

"These are for you."

He handed you the flowers, you smiled and took them

"Thank you so much. You can come inside if you want."

"If that's ok with you"

"I'll put these in some water then we can leave"

He took a deep breath as you turned around to face him, looking up at him.

"Wow, you do look gorgeous"

You went up on your tip toes and gave him a kiss on his cheek, Jake felt himself blushing slightly.

"You also look very handsome"

Jake gave you a chuckle and asked you if you were ready to go. You said yes.

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After the date, Jake drove you back to your house and walked you up to your doorstep. He took a deep breath and leaned in to kiss you, which you greatly accepted. After about a minute of him softly kissing you, you both pulled away from each other.

You gave him one last kiss and looked back up at him sweetly

"I really hope I get to see you again, Jake. You can always come by my house anytime if you ever need anything or wanna hang out sometime"

"Well, I definitely enjoyed tonight, and I do hope I get to see you to some time.. I'll definitely come by sometime, goodnight (name)"

"Goodnight Jake"

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And he didn't lie. Every single day, Jake would come to your house, to say that you guys liked each other was an understatement.

The past few weeks were amazing, and that made you almost completely forget about Ari. So much happened. One thing led to another, and here we are with you and Jake in a happy relationship cuddled up on the couch with your head laying on his chest with his arms tightly secured around you, watching some nerdy TV show that Jake insisted on watching.

What broke the peace was a knock on your front door, Jake pecked your forehead and got up.

"Don't worry, I'll get it, baby"

You groaned, annoyed that your personal pillow is leaving.

Jake opened the door, and before he could say anything, a man that was about the same height as him with dark shoulder-length hair and a beard started a speech

"Sweetheart, I am so sor- who the fuck are you?"

Jake looked at the man with confusion and an annoyed face.

"I'm her boyfriend. Who the hell are you?"

Ari raised his eyebrows, trying to look past the man to find you.

"No. I'm her boyfriend or, well, soon to be once I get her back."

"No your not-"

Jake was cut off by you sleepily wrapping your arms around his waist, peeking around to see who it was. Your eyes widened to see that it was Ari at your front doorstep with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"Ari. What are you doing here?"

Ari slightly smiled

"I'm here to apologize, I miss you so much, baby, please can we talk"

Jake looked down at you in confusion

"Is he your ex-boyfriend?"

You looked back up at him

"Yea, and he was also fixing to leave to because he cheated on me and also because I have a new boyfriend which I love very much and he would never do anything to hurt me because he's a sweetheart. Goodbye Ari."

"Wai-"

You were fixing to slam the door when Ari blocked it and opened it

"What about me? you're gonna choose this weirdo over me?"

You paused

"Um yea, he's nice, sweet, gorgeous, funny, smart...the list goes on.."

You slam the door and lock it, ignoring Ari's yelling. You drag Jake back to the couch and kiss him, rubbing your hands over his muscles while he holds your waist. You pull away and sit up on his lap.

"I can show you what else I love about you.."

He smirked and gave you a teasing look, feeling you through his shirt that you were wearing right now.

"Oh yea? Why don't you show me then?"

You made your way between his thighs.

"I'd love to."

A/n- I had this in my drafts for a while it kinda sucks lol but it's definitely something (I did not proofread this at all).

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assiraphales · 5 months

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You've reached water 7 yaay! Would love to hear your thoughts about all the galley la crew! Their dynamic is so interesting and i love their introduction at the start of the arc

I know this ask was about galley la but here's a collection of a few of my thoughts on water 7 in general!

-starting off with galley la. UMMM!!!! I will say that is one of the twists that genuinely shocked me so far in the series. the fact that half the town gathered to watch them work n fangirl over how strong they all are was so funny, and they seemed like such a tight knit group. I can't imagine working with them for five years as close friends and then finding out they were evil government workers

-lucci was a lot more fun when he was a ventriloquist who made his pet pigeon talk for him lmaooo

-the aesthetics of the water 7 amazes me! I love the design so much! i'm optimistically hoping there will be enough live action seasons that they make it here, and i've been thinking about how they'll put it off especially considering practical effects are so important to them. i'm thinking they'll build small parts of town like the shipyard, franky's house, and a main drag. and perhaps a model like they did in lotr for shots of the city ?

-usopp honey boo boo...................I get where his insecurities come from, and why the merry is so important of him (a piece of his home town) but he really brought the drama huh

-sanji is always more tolerable when he didn't have as much time to fawn over women. he did what he did best -- looking Cool smoking cigs and kicking ass. he's always so much cooler when he's on his solo missions and as soon as he's back with the crew the Dumbass gene takes over. I also DID think it was funny when he left the love note for nami in paint on the wall

-luffy getting stuck in a wall TWICE!!!!!!!! and being so in sync with zoro. naps at the same time. breaking into places at the same time. their little tag team move on the train.

-i've already talked about them in another post but franky n iceburg have one of the most interesting dynamics i've seen in the series. they make me ill. shipbuilder and ship demolitioner. mayor and criminal. they can never be friends but they'll always be brothers. etc

-franky!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was on the fence for like 2 seconds but the blue haired hawaiian shirt wearing freak of nature won me over. he's so silly. he has a cola cooler in his stomach. he runs around in a speedo causing mischief. I love him. new little bug i'm shaking in a jar

-the two train station workers are two of my fave minor characters. they're eavesdroppers who live for gossip. they're making up love triangles and shipping strangers. good for them. good for them.

-nami literally cares for her crew so much. begging luffy to talk to usopp. crying / collapsing with joy when she found out robin didn't hate them. running into the path of a tsunami for luffy.

-luffy always gets this little :o face when he sees someone cry or hears their story. and he uses them as a power up. like yah he was angry but now he's REALLY!!! angry

-sanji's relationship w usopp. this arc revealed sanji ARGUABLY knows him the best

-oh tom :/

-the people of water 7 are v kind and live as a giant community which I think may have come from their struggles before the sea train came to town. the man who gave usopp the lumber and food. franky and co protecting the city. the shipbuilders / paulie helping nami luffy zoro n chopper. the townspeople rallyiing around iceburg and willing to risk their lives for him.

-the going merry :( I knew i'd eventually have to say goodbye to her but when I heard galley la say she was damaged beyond repair I was like no!!!!! NO!!! it's too soon!!!!!!!

-the found family of it all

#one piece #long post #water 7

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Stand By Your Man (Negan/Reader)

Chapter Eight - Lipstick.

His expression was already telling you everything you needed to know. Rage wasn’t enough as a word to express what he was feeling at that moment. You moved your body to let him in your room, with the silence still surrounding both of you.

You know he was waiting for you to say something, even a noise could have been a good start. But nothing was coming out of your mouth. You thought that whatever you could say in the moment would have made him explode of anger. Even if Negan would never hurt you, he was still angry and, after what happened with Sherry, you weren’t feeling strong enough to handle him.

“So?” It was Negan that decided to break the silence between you. You knew the tone of his voice wasn’t promising anything good.

You closed the door behind you, sitting on the bed to have a full vision of him, who was standing in front of you. Lucille was always over his shoulder.

“You probably know everything already thanks to Simon. So what’s the point of me explaining to you what happened?”

He could feel the exhaustion from you by just hearing your voice. But still, he needed to know what Sherry told you. If she told you the same he told you this morning, if you thought if she was right that he could be a death sentence for your life.

“Don’t try to fuck with me, doll. You better speak.”

You had no choice but to speak. “This morning Sherry came to me and literally cried about your behavior towards her and all the wives together.”

Negan understood it was the same bullshit she told him earlier. It was funny for him to see how Sherry always put his other wives in this conversation, but they never seemed to complain about his absence. In fact, they looked happier now that they had the freedom and the protection they always craved, without selling something of theirs.

So the problem was all around Sherry.

“And?” His tone was still angry and you could feel your entire face warming up. You were trying your best to not cry in front of him.

“She asked me if I could talk to you about not removing them from their status, but she also said that I could try to avoid you…so in this way you could go back to them.”

He ran his hand through his hair, clearly more pissed than before. “Don’t tell me that your stupid ass got moved from this bullshit. Don’t tell me that you actually thought about avoiding me because of her.”

Your eyes started to feel warm and watery; you were crying. It wasn’t because Negan called you stupid, but because you thought you had no chance but avoiding him to “save” Sherry from a certain death. “Even if I wanted to, I cannot avoid you. I don’t want to.”

You were looking at the floor, your shoes, everything that was there just to not let Negan see your tears. You were disappointed with yourself, for not talking with him and already thinking what to do.

You could feel his hand under your chin, enough to find yourself face to face with him. You saw how his expression became softer when he realized you were crying, not thinking how his angry tone could have this impact over you. His thumb caressed your warm cheek, wiping away the little tears.

“I’m sorry, doll.” He said softly, “I didn’t want to make you cry.”

You found yourself staring into his eyes for a while before speaking again. “It’s not your fault, I’m sorry that I didn’t come to you and talk about it. I cried before too because I thought I had to say goodbye to our…friendship. And I didn’t want to.”

He sat next to you on the bed, putting Lucille safe in a random corner of the room. “Did she say anything more?”

You laid down behind him, making enough space for both of you. “No, she didn’t say anything more.”

You decided to not tell Negan what Sherry actually said about him, how she called him a monster and that she was saving you from him. You knew that if he discovered that, then Sherry would have seen Dwight six feet underground.

“Alright, doll.” He was about to stand up and leave, until you grabbed him by the hem of his jacket.

“Lay down next to me, please.”

Even if the bed wasn’t made for you, Negan didn’t say anything about it. He removed his jacket, placing it on the chair, and laid down next to you.

You both didn’t say anything, just staring into each other’s eyes for a while. You liked how you and him could stay hours in silence without making it uncomfortable. You knew how much you wanted every single day of the Apocalypse to be like this one.

“I don’t want to lose you.”

You opened your mouth slightly, letting a not noisy gasp escape your mouth. For the first time Negan decided to be vulnerable, and it happened with you. You don’t know what you felt in that moment, you simply understood it was a feeling you never experienced. Maybe it was too early to say that, but in a world where you could die at any moment, time didn’t matter anymore.

“I don’t want to lose you either, Negan.”

Something had to hit Negan from the inside because he decided to break eye contact with you.

“You better rest, doll. Tomorrow is gonna be a fucking long day outside and I don’t want you to feel tired for the entire exploration.”

“Why don’t you rest with me?” You asked innocently.

Negan laughed at your request. “Is it your way to say that you miss sleeping with the big old wolf Negan?”

You rolled your eyes and laughed. “Don’t give yourself too much credit now.”

“You’re the one who is giving them all to me, doll.”

After that night, things went back to normal with Negan. You started to visit him almost every night, talking about whatever you wanted to talk about at that moment. It was thanks to this that you discovered more about his dead wife, Lucille, her illness and his journey before the Sanctuary.

You felt out of the character when you told him about your “previous life”. He wasn’t surprised when you told him that you isolated yourself to reach a career that got destroyed anyway because of the Apocalypse.

You still remembered Negan’s answer to it. “Life can be fucking unfair, doll.”

You also explained to him that you didn’t mind staying alone, surviving on your own for this entire time. You could see people exposing their real nature because no law could stop them. There was a scary freedom that everybody was taking advantage of, including Negan.

You wanted to see the good side of him, the one that sometimes he lets out, like the night he agreed to sleep with you and told you that he didn’t want to lose you. You were giving him a chance.

That evening you thought it was going to be like the previous ones, but it wasn’t like that; everything escalated thanks to something you have found in the morning outside.

You opened the door of Negan’s room, not caring to knock anymore. He was wearing his usual glasses and a book was in his hand. He glanced over you when you entered.

“Are you taking the fucking habit to not knock anymore?” He said ironically, while putting down the book on the table.

He was sitting on his couch, waiting for you to join him. “Well, Simon does the same thing and you don’t say anything.”

“Just because Simon does it, it doesn’t mean it’s right to do.”

You puffed away at his answer, sitting next to him on the couch. “The times where you were a professor are gone now, you don’t have to teach me manners, you know?”

He laughed and smiled. “I think quite the opposite, doll. Sometimes I need to teach you some fucking manners.”

You blushed at the idea of what kind of manners he was referring to, so you decided to change the topic. “Do you want to see what I found this morning?”

“What’cha got?” He said curiously.

“Well, today me and Simon passed an old abandoned shop and after me complaining because I wanted to go inside and spending a bit of time by looking around, I found this,” you pulled the little object out from its tiny box and put it in front of Negan’s face, “it’s a brand new red lipstick! Can you believe it?”

Negan felt for a second his pants getting tight around him. The idea of you wearing it flashed in his mind and he couldn’t deny to himself that he liked the picture. He was into so much stuff, and the messy lipstick on your face was definitely one of them.

“When are you gonna wear it?”

He didn’t know how to escape the conversation, he was just feeling the picture on his mind was becoming insistent.

“I don’t know, I didn’t even try it on.” You looked at it before an idea popped up in your mind. “Why don’t you put it on me? So you can be the judge and see if it looks good or not.”

He knew already that it looked fucking good on you, but decided to not say anything. He took the lipstick from your hands gently and opened it. It was a deep red and now the fantasy in his mind became stronger.

He decided to take the strength to not let his lust control his body and his reaction. He started to put the lipstick on your pretty lips, being careful enough to not fucking up everything.

You were staring into his eyes, looking how much he was being focused. You wanted to smile so bad.

“Here you are, doll.” When he was finally done, the action of licking his lower lip and then smiling was completely natural.

“So? How do I look?” You finally smiled at him.

“You look fucking amazing.”

You could feel your heart almost exploding in your chest. You didn’t have the time to say anything when Negan pulled you closer to him with his hands on your waist and kissed you.

You could feel his lips devouring yours, while his tongue slipped into your mouth searching for yours. You put your arms around his neck, trying to pull Negan even closer than he was before. You were on his lap, desperately kissing him. Little noises escaped your mouth and this had as a consequence Negan squeezing your waist even more.

Even if your body needed that - and needed even more - you know what you were doing was wrong. With some difficulty, you were the first one to break the kiss. As you tried to gain some air in your lungs again, you also tried to speak. “I’m sorry一I think I need to go.”

“Where are you trying to go?” Negan stood up and tried to stop you from running away, but it was too late.

You left his room running away, leaving Negan all alone and confused for what happened. He didn’t know if he needed to blame himself for something you clearly both wanted.

As he passed a hand over his lips, he could feel the red lipstick over them. He groaned again, unsure at what he needed to do with you now.

You ran in the corridor so much that at some point you needed a wall to support your entire body. Your legs were feeling too weak because of that kiss and you had to feel already grateful for running away.

You couldn’t believe what happened moments ago: you kissed Negan and you actually liked it. For a moment you wished he chased you down the corridor, but Negan was still Negan and he never chased for a matter like this.

You didn’t care if someone could have seen you with red lipstick messed up all over your face, you were stuck again.

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unfathomably x pg10

authors note; Lowkey I was going to make it Lewis Hamiltonbut that man is 37??? I don't know what his skin care routine is but I need him to drop it asap. summary; Pierre Gasly always wondered what was so special about George Russells girlfriend; a completely normal girl. Especially compared to the models that Formula 1 drivers usually dated. And then he met her, and suddenly it all made sense. word count; 2.8K characters; Reader x George Russell, Reader x Pierre Gasly warnings; Jealous! Pierre, reader is dating George, pining, one sided.

Pierre had always considered himself a smart man when it came to dating. A kind girlfriend was always more important than a pretty one. A loyal one more important than a popular one, so on and so on. But he couldn't wrap his mind around George's infatuation with you when you were first brought up. "George is whipped, mate." Lewis had joked, patting his teammate gleefully on the back. "Head over heels." George flushed a light pink, smiling and shaking his head. "What can I say? I like her, mate." He replied simply. Pierre laughed. "Is she a model?" He asked. The F1 girlfriends usually were. They were the best match for the lifestyle, pretty and nice while also needing the same amount of independency the drivers needed. George literally laughed out loud at the mere question. "No, definitely not." He answered, "She works at an animal clinic." "Ahhh." Pierre said as a simple response. He felt a little embarrassed for making the assumption. If anyone was going to date outside of the model pool, it would be George. The unwavering gentleman. "And when can we meet the lucky girl?" Daniel teased. "Uhh." George trailed off as he tried to remember, a light smile on his lips. "She's coming to watch Silverstone. You can all meet her then." "You guys will love her." Lewis said. "She's too good for old Russell here." "Hey!"

Pierre was late, as usual. He was rushing to pull his suit on, fiddling with some of the velcro when he walked straight into a woman. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" He exclaimed, stopping his desperate fumble to hover his hands near you. "Are you alright?" "I'm fine!" You reassured him, "Are you?" "Yes. Just can't get this stupid thing to stick." "May I?" You asked, gesturing vaguely to his suit. He nodded, turning to give you access. You did it with ease, your slender fingers feeling gentle even through his suit. He couldn't hide his growing smile as you practically felt up his back and sides. "There you go." You said, stepping away. "How did you know how to do that? Are you some kind of angel sent to help me with my suit?" You laughed at his flirting jest. You shook her head. "No, no. Just have experience helping people with it." Pierre quirked an eyebrow, a suggestive "Oh?" falling from his lips. You immediately turned bright red, laughing out a loud "Not like that!" When you finished giggling he stuck a hand out for you to shake. "Pierre." You placed your hand in his "Well hello, Pierre, I'm-" "Y/N!" An english voice called. George Russell was jogging over to the two of you. Pierre wanted to roll his eyes. He wanted to throw up when George threw an arm around you and pressed a kiss to your temple. "I see you've met my competition" George joked. Pierre swallowed his embarrassment. He had been flirting with George's girlfriend? "Mmhmm!" You hummed simply, caving into George's touch as you slotted into his chest. You two looked perfect together, both staring at Pierre as if to say 'What, you actually thought you had a chance?' He felt stupid. One small interaction and he was jealous enough to cry out in frustration. He would get over it easily, he knew that. But still, the harsh slap from reality sucked. "I should head to the motorhome. Take care of her?" George said to him. She lightly hit his chest. "I don't need to be taken care of!" She said, but her tone made it clear she didn't mind much. George just smiled down at her, kissing her and mumbling a goodbye against her lips before departing. If Pierre was her boyfriend he'd be dragging her to the motorhome with him. Begging her to be in every meeting and watch every session, free practice, testing, qualifying, whatever meant she would be in his space.

The two of you were eating food in the lowest floor of the Alpha Tauri motorhome. "So you like.. do surgery on animals?" He asked. "Pretty much." You nodded. "I specialise in exotic animals, actually." "How did you decide on that?" "Bindi Irwin." You said honestly. "I grew up watching the Irwins. My parents are very Australian." Pierre laughed at that, raising the coffee he was nursing to his lips. "And how did you and George meet?" "Oh god. It's so embarrassing." You said, dropping your head into your hands. "I was making fun of his car." "What?" Pierre said loudly before chuckling. The way you said things made him laugh. Your humour was perfect. "I just- I was with my friend, you know! And I think sports cars are dumb. I was making fun of a car and then all of a sudden this almost 2 meter man is standing behind me! I was scared shitless, if I'm being honest. Then he opened his mouth and started talking in the poshest accent- and then he agreed with me. Said he was looking for another car and that he and I were on the same page. I started apologising and he was like 'Just give me your number and we'll call it even.'" Your attempt at mocking George's voice earned yet another laugh from Pierre. Pierre shook his head at you. "You should probably keep that sports car thing to yourself around here. Might bruise a couple egos." "Oh trust me, I know." You agreed, widening your eyes like it was the worst possible thing in the world. Then you straightened up at the speed of light, grabbing his arm. "Pierre, you're supposed to be getting ready for free practice!" You exclaimed. He followed your gaze, "What? Oh merde!" he said when he saw the time on the clock. "I have to go. Are you okay by yourself?" He asked, already hurrying out of his chair. You nodded, "Yes, yes. You better hurry." "I know, I know. I'll see you later?" "Definitely."

You and Pierre had become fast friends. Almost perfectly matched. George had voiced that opinion frequently, saying that he was glad you had a friend in one of his fellow drivers. A friend, Pierre would always repeat in his head mockingly. A friend that was absolutely, hands down crazy for his girlfriend. You were the highlight of any race. It had started with exchanging numbers after Silverstone. You had wasted no time on awkward pleasantries, texting him the next week to let him know you were devastated watching his DNF and asking him to tell you all about how he felt. Since then you had been a constant presence in his life. He would text you in boring team meetings he knew he should be paying attention to. You'd text each other updates about your life. Simple, mundane things like grocery shopping or a funny ad on Instagram. Your lives slotted together so perfectly, he sometimes forgot you weren't his. He'd be reminded in a way that hurt worse every time. Like a cold wave crashing against him, sending him tumbling as he had to hold the little breath he had. And then when the wave would subside he'd still come up with a pounding headache. It hurt to not have you in that way, but he swore it would hurt more not to have you at all. Just a month, and you had him feeling this way. He could understand why George was so infatuated with you after being yours for much longer. He was in a sour mood. Qualifying had gone horribly. He was sitting in the paddock, arms resting against his spread legs as he stared blankly into his distance. He could have been better, faster. "Pierre!" Interrupted his thoughts. At the sight of you a wide smile spread across his face. "Hey!" He said happily, standing up to greet you with a hug. He took a deep breath the second you were in his arms. You were so warm, and you smelt like warm vanilla with a little bit of cinnamon. "I missed you." You told him when you pulled away. He laughed, "I texted you like, two hours ago." You huffed. "Don't care. Missed you."

He'd had his best race of the season. Pierre was sweating and breathing erratically as excited adrenaline pumped through his veins. Despite the cheering crowd and his team in his comms telling him he'd done a great job, all he cared about was you. He hoped you'd been paying attention. Watching each moment on the edge of your seat. Had your heart jumped when he nearly crashed? Did you care? Were you just as ecstatic as he was? When he had gotten through the media, watched the podium ceremony, and congratulated everyone else on their standings, he rushed towards the Mercedes drivers rooms. Technically he was allowed to be there. There was no rule saying he wasn't. But it still felt weird, walking through all the people in blue. He spotted you and immediately his heart started beating faster than he ever thought it could. You were standing in the doorway of a driver room. George was stood across from you, his expression distant. Gently, you reached a hand up and stroked his cheek. He leant into you, eyes fluttering shut as he found comfort in such a simple touch. Comfort among the disappointment of George's DNF. You had never touched Pierre like that. With that much tenderness. That much love. He just wasn't George. He could see it in your eyes. George was the man you loved, the man you craved for the way Pierre craved for you. And it was the most devastating realization he had ever come to.

"Pierre?" You asked softly, fingers rapping against his door. "Are you there?" "Y/N?" He mumbled sleepily, opening his drivers room door. He hadn't spoken to you in at least two weeks, too caught up in self pitying and actual meetings to talk. He had just wanted to take a nap, but here you were. "Hi." You said simply when he opened the door. "Hi." He said back, suddenly breathless. "You uh- You hadn't been responding to your messages. I just wanted to let you know I'm watching the race. And uh- rooting for you." You told him. There was a slight awkward tension in the air. He looked you up and down, in your baggy mercedes shirt that you had paired with jeans that fit you perfectly. "Really?" He said mockingly. You blushed, holding up your wrist. Hanging from it was a simple black string bracelet with a flimsy metal 10 hanging from it. Pierre's lips parted in shock, gently grabbing your wrist to examine it. His eyes fluttered up to meet yours through his eyelashes. "For me?" "Of course. You're one of my best friends, I gotta rep. You know?" You joked. Any strain on your relationship was suddenly gone. Pierre let go of your wrist to stretch, then threw an arm around you shoulder. "Food?" "Food." You agreed.

The afterparty was insane. The amount of alcohol was practically uncountable. Mercedes had spared no expense in celebrating their drivers. Pierre stood with Charles, talking in slurred French about the recent race. The last race of the season. He was completely invested. Until he noticed you wobbling in your heels past Charles' shoulder. He interrupted Charles with a pat to the shoulder and a quick, "One second, mate." "Pierre! Bonjour!" You exclaimed when you saw him. You straightened up in happiness before immediately almost toppling over again. He reached out in time to steady you, chuckling at your state. "How much have you had to drink?" "Not that much!" "And to eat?" "...Even less." You admitted, a cheeky smile worming its way onto your face. He shook his head at you disapprovingly, but you knew it wasn't serious. "Let's sit down somewhere, yeah?" He recommended. Without waiting for a response he wrapped his pointer finger around your own and pulled you along to the outside balcony. The cold air was a sobering shock to him, but obviously not to you. The two of you settled down on some benches placed there. "God." You groaned. "I am such a lightweight." "Hey, be happy. You don't have to pay as much to get drunk." Pierre pointed out. "True" You mused. "You know I've been learning French?" Pierre was taken aback by your sudden confession. "Really?" "Oui. Pour toi." You replied, your French messy and missing the accent it needed. He smiled nonetheless, "C'est incroyable! Je suis tellement heureux." "Uhh.. Okay I'm not that far along in my duolingo course." You admitted, giggling. He smiled at the sheepish grin on your face. There was a moment of comfortable silence. "I love you, Pierre." You told him. "You're my best friend. You know we've known each other for almost 7 months?" "I love you too." He said. His heart ached as he tried not to show how much he really meant it. You looked around to make sure no one was there, before leaning close and whispering to him. "George is going to propose." You told him, quiet but not as quiet as you thought you were being as you pulled away and covered your mouth. "I saw the ring in his bedside drawer. I wanted you to be the first person to know." His heart shattered, right there and then, on that stupid balcony sitting on that stupid bench with that stupid lovesick grin on your lovely face. "Oh." He replied simply, his voice breaking as he choked back tears. "Oh, Pierre." You cooed, "What's wrong?" The tears started, light ones. He laughed, "I'm just so happy, you know? You're going to be living the Formula 1 life forever." "Hopefully not forever. I want him to retire at some point." You teased. Pierre just smiled sadly. "He'll always be a driver, you know?" "And hopefully you'll always be my best friend." You told him, slipping your hand in his own to give it a squeeze. "I'm so nervous." You admitted. "I have no idea when he's going to do it." "Shhh, let's not talk about this. It's George's responsibility to worry about all that. All you have to do is say yes- You are going to say yes, aren't you?" You let out a loud sigh that had Pierre's heart soaring in a guilty sort of hope. "I- We're young. So, so young. But I love him, he and I want the same sort of future. I think.. I'm going to say yes." You confirmed. Pierre swallowed, his adams apple bobbing when he did. "Okay, uh. Well I expect photos." Was all he could manage. "I love you." "I love you too. Let's get back to the party." He went to stand up but you grabbed his wrist. "No," You said, pulling him back down. "Let's just sit here for a moment."

Almost an hour of talking later, George stepped out on the balcony, head swivelling until he spotted the two of you. His grin widened when he did. Pierre was so unfamiliar with the lack of jealousy on his face. He had felt it himself, thrumming beneath his veins every moment you spent in George's arms. He could forget it sometimes, when the two of you got so wrapped up in each other you forget anyone else existed. But it always had to end. George was by your side almost immediately. "Hey, honey. You ready to head home?" You pouted at him, which made him chuckle. "But Pieeeere." You whined, stretching out the mans name. Pierre just smiled at you. "Go home, call me in the morning, yeah?" "Definitely. And you will be the first to know." You reiterated, winking at him as George gave the two of you a confused look. He shook his head, "I don't even want to know." You giggled and stood up, stepping into his inviting arm as he wrapped it around your waist. You took two steps towards the door, when you suddenly whipped around. "Oh! Pierre, don't forget to remind me, I have a girl I want you to meet." You wiggled your eyebrows at him and he smiled bashfully, looking away. Usually he'd turn it down. What business did he have stringing another woman along when he was undeniably, unfathomably in love with you? "Yeah. Yeah, okay. I'll let you play match maker." You smiled at him. "Good" You said, before turning to George. "Take me home, loverboy." "Gladly." He replied, kissing your forehead and waving a goodbye to Pierre before leading the two of you away. And for once the pang in his chest was something he could deal with. Something that was becoming easier to live with.

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A little rain in every life must fall

Trigger warning themes of depression and themes suicidal

Derek Dagda

In the hospital Alexander was being cared for at Derek sat in a Secluded hallway and thought. Sera tarot reading had no been a clear and undeniable sign that they would succeed he wonted and alexander continuing to worse state was … deeply apparent to derek. Alex is wasting, derek could feel it . Sense a steady waning in for lack of any other Terminologies Alexander’s life force , knew sera and the professor could feel it to in their own strange way as Well. Derek Understood undeniably that the situation was bad but A selfish and unreasonable part of himself felt resentful of Alexander’s family for coming. Their large family have been coming in shifts for the last week. Derek felt it was like they were saying goodbye like they were saying it was already over. it made some Incoherent raging part him want to scream “ ALEX IS NOT DEAD WHY ARE YOU CRYING LIKE ITS OVER , WHY ARE YOU CROUNDING THEM , ALEX DOSENT LIKE BEEING CROWDED”

But…he wouldn’t .Maybe 19 year old Derek Fresh out Of their apprenticeship and angry would have but 28 year old Derek would not. It was the truth that alexander may die soon and their family has the right to be here .

“Needed some space ?” Sera ask as she leaned against next to him

Derek side and nodded”yes , I wanted to think”

“ anything specific” she prodded

“ I don’t know” and A soft sigh was all Derek could muster , there was so much to think about. Their plan to help Alex was still painfully theoretical, Victoria, we’re still out there doing gods know what, alexander’s family had questions that none of them seem to be able to answer satisfactory and then their was Nimbus alexander’s Castform that while they had not been rendered comatose in the greenhouse incident had clearly suffered some kind of damage to their cohesive energy matrix that remained abnormal even weeks after the fact . And then there was. Sara didn’t allow him to finish the thought

“ thinking about the card, Derek ?” Sera asked handing him the The seven of cups

her uncanny ability to hit the nail directly on the head was some thing that used to shock Derek. But after a few years of being friends, with a psychic, the novelty of such things, begins to wear off.

“ it didn’t go unnoticed by me that your face Took the place of the oracle or the lover “ she said “ so i know you two have been a thing for a while bbuuuut I’ve noticed you two have never made it official ?” She said more as a question. Than a statement

“Hmm have you now , didn’t you also say that the images might not be literal , that they may just represent alex imagining the future, not the actual future” derek was deflecting . And he knew it .

“ your going to make me ask, aren’t you” sera said as a statement

“ Someone less nosy wouldn’t ask at all” Derek responded also as a statement

“ Well, Alex and I are best friends and you and I have been friends for the better part of a decade. Also, I’m psychic nosiness comes Prepackaged with all my relationships, unfortunately . So im asking why Aren’t you and alex together ?”sera said

Derek knew the answer “ because alexander doesn’t want to, I’ve asked they said no “ . Sera seam Genuinely shocked by that answer “ they said no ?”

“Not in so many words but it wasn’t yes , Sera “ derek answered “ i dont think alex want that kind of “ he paused Searching for the right words “ i dont think Alexander want a serious romantic relationships anymore ,not after Antonio”

Sera was Silent for a long moment after that and derek wondered if she too remembered the day the Titan slayer killed alexander Five closest friends, and lover , Remember, the weeks that followed when she literally found Alex on the ledge of the starlight tower ready to jump. How when we and their family got them to the Mental health facility ,alex looked so hallow ,so lifeless. Derek knew alexander treatment at that Facility had help them grieve and work through the pain and trauma. help them decide they no longer needed and it was no longer healthy for them to be a Ranger. That it help Bring them to a place where they can feel joy again…but

“ i dont think after Antonio died and Alex stated getting better that they want that kind of relationship again”

“Hmm i had hoped that after four years , that after all this time … that maybe you two would be able to make it work “ sera said

Derek knew because it was sera that her comment was not meant to hurt him or question his Resolve but an actual hope for his and Alex’s happiness. After all, she was one of the few who knew that before there was an Alexander and Antonio, there had almost been a Derek and Alex. But that was along time ago What they had been then in their ranger Apprenticeship days was in the past No matter how much Derek wished it could be his and Alex’s future. Alex would have to want it to and he did not believe Alex Did.

“ you don’t think Alex doesn’t want to because of Antonio do you? . Alex has know that Antonio would’ve wanted them to be happy and to find someone else?” Sera ask

“ I dont know Sera, i think they know logically that Antonio only ever wanted them to be happy . But knowing in your mind and knowing in your heart are not the same thing . Besides alex may just not want or Prioritize that aspect of their life anymore poeple change “ derek said

Sera and Derek stayed silent for long moments in that quit hallway

“Derek i don’t think your face being on the Seven of cups was a coincidence , just like I’m certain our presence on the five of wands wasn’t one . I think your presence in alexander life acts as a nexus of possibilities just like all the other symbols on that card you draw them towards different paths. I think you should tell them when they wake how you feel and what you want and even if alex says no at lest you both will have your Answers and will be able to make choices from there.”

“ but what if they say no?” Derek ask a hint of desperation in his voice

“ then you’ll know alex cant give you what you want and if they cant , you deserve more than an Unfulfilling Situationship with your best friend of over a decade Derek. It’ll suck for a while but it will pass and you both will be better for it.

Derek thought it was terrible to hear unasked for advice that was completely correct , but what did he expect being friends with a Nosy psychic.

#a little rain in every life’s must fall #pokemon #pkmn #alexander’s pokémon adventure #pokemon art #pkmnart #pokeart #pkmn fanart #art #tw sucidal ideation #tw depressing thoughts #cw high stakes pokeblogging #high stakes pokeblogging #high stakes pokereality

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winniethewife · 2 months

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Outcaste (Din Dijarin x OC)

Ret'urcye mhi

Last chapter ~ Next chapter

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Din went and sat down right beside her on the bed as he gently reached out and took her in his arms. He knew that she was clearly stressed out and he wanted to help her and he knew the best way he could do that was for him to be there for her and to try and be as comforting as he could manage. He could tell that she needed to relax and he wanted to be the one to help her with that.

“Come here, Mesh’la.” Din said to her as he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. She thought about resisting. But the feeling of his arms around her was just what she needed. She rested her head on his chest plate and took a deep breath. It's a little moment of peace. She just wishes it would last forever.

“Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum.” She says softly. Din continued to hold her close as she took a deep breath and he felt her head rest against his chest plate. He knew what she was going through and he understood all too well how hard her life was, he truly wanted to make all the bad things stop for her so she could just live a simple life of peace and happiness like she deserved. She was going through so much right now and he knew that he had to be there for her like she was for him “Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum, mesh’la.” He repiled in kind.

Earlier in the day they had just caught the bounty and were on their way when Althea got a transmission from Bo-katan. She took the transmission in the other room while Din ties the bounty up. He overheared part of the conversation both of them sound worried. He hears Althea say something that made his blood run cold.

“Aunt Bo, I know this means a lot to our house, clan and you but I can't just leave.” He had heard Althea speak and the sound of fear in her voice He knew that Althea didn't want to leave him, and he knew that she cared deeply for Din, but her family was also a huge part of her life. He really wished that he could take her away from all of that and live normal lives.

“I understand. I just...” she was really conflicted and upset “I'll come as soon as I can. I'll need to talk to Din.” There's a pause as her aunt replies. “But- okay.”

"Can I come with you?" He asked softly. She rubs her arm, She couldn’t look at him.

“Not this time. After we drop this bounty, I have to go. I don't know how long”. A tear runs down her cheek His heart dropped to the floor when he saw a tear roll down her cheek, he walked over to her and looked down at her, taking her chin in his hand and tilted her face up to him.

“Don't cry, my lady” She embraces him. Her eyes full of tears now.

As she gets ready to leave she turns to him one more time, a smile on her face. “Don't do anything stupid without me. I need you in one piece when we see each other again.” She laughs.

“I’ll try my best.”

"Ret'urcye mhi" She says with a sad smile

"Ret'urcye mhi, Mesh'la"

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Translations:

Ret'urcye mhi: Goodbye; literally: "Maybe we'll meet again"

Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum: I love you."; literally: "I will know you forever.”

mesh'la - beautiful.

Tags: @soft-girl-musings

#din djarin #the mandalorian #the mandalorian x oc #the mandalorian x original character #din dijarin fanfiction #mandalorian #mando #Althea Kryze #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal fanfiction #star wars #star wars fan fiction #star wars fanfiction #star wars fic

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saintavangeline · 4 months

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from the same girl that is struggling with leaving her own abusive relationship,

how did your abuser react when you finally left? (if you’re comfortable sharing this) 💜

Absolutely enraged. When I got home to speak to them, they told me to make it quick because they had a hookup with a coworker planned (within the two hours I had broken up with them…), and then they chewed me out for about an hour and a half, insulted everything about me, said I never actually loved them, lied and said their friends and family never actually liked me and thought I was a mean, high maintenance, manipulative bitch the whole time (which their mother later confirmed with me to be a total made up lie.. and she told me she loved me and we hugged and cried together.. I loved their mom). It was like I was suddenly completely worthless to them.

They ripped up all of my love letters and poetry and just grilled me for a long time. Accused me of SA (which is apparently a very common tactic of abusers to do) to try and scare me into speaking to anyone about anything that happened, or to stay with them out of fear. That was one of the most disgusting parts, because I’m a survivor of SA and fucking would NEVER do that to someone else. And considering I’m a pillow princess literally because of sexual trauma… it was just fucking disgusting they accused me of that.

I remember crying and I didn’t really say much back other than that I didn’t want any of this to happen and that I was still so in love with them but that I couldn’t continue to be controlled like this. They tried to get me to stay that night and insisted we hug or touch to see if we had any chemistry, which I refused to do because at that point I was terrified, and at one point they blocked my exit and berated me some more. Lots of yelling and cursing at me and telling me they were going to go have fun fucking their coworker as I sobbed leaving!

When I left the house to stay at my moms, they begged me to come back and talk and kept begging to call me and that I should come over and at least give them a hug goodbye. They then started acting really sweet and apologetic and telling me how much they missed me and my smell and touch and that they realized reality was sinking in. When they realized I wasn’t going to listen to them and come back, they were immediately cold and dismissive, and were incredibly disrespectful to my mom.

They later retracted all of their claims, including the SA lie, when I was thinking of getting back together with them two weeks later and said none of what they said I did or was, was true, and that they were just trying to hurt me and they had been projecting. However, they immediately went back on it when I finally realized they weren’t going to change and I decided to end things for the final time. All of this is documented and filed.

If you plan on confronting your abuser, please do so with caution. Apparently (and I wish I knew this before) the statistics of physical abuse are heightened when breaking up with an abusive partner, even if they’ve never been physically abusive before. I definitely noticed an increase in aggression. Please be careful.

I had my best friend there with me, downstairs with 911 on dial, and when they finally realized my friend was there, that’s when things got scary and way more aggressive. A normal person doesn’t react with screaming, degradation, and intimidation when learning someone’s friend is present during a breakup. I really urge you to have a friend or relative close by or know of the situation and your whereabouts when planning on confronting/leaving your abuser. I hope this helps.

#ask 🥀#abuse awareness #abuse survivor

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potatooie · 2 years

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I guess we aren't "just" friends anymore~

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Summary: You find out Eddie's secret which leads to something more. Something other than being friends.

Warnings: Cursing, very little talks of neglect or abuse, mentions of divorce, mentions of jerking off and cheating, I kinda didn't edit this much

This fanfic is 80 percent fluff and 20 percent of the warnings. So this contains slightly sensitive things as said in the warnings. If you don't like anything like that then I warn you to scroll past this.

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It's okay to cry sometimes isn't it? You hoped it is, and you wished it was. You watch silently as the typical fight between your parents started in the middle of the night. Your father came home... Drunk.

You mother was in tears as she stood from the couch, looking at her husband who had kiss marks and hickeys all over his cheek and neck. Obviously all tears this shit of a family sheds is fake, specially your step-mothers.

You could hear it, you can see it. You were right Infront of it. Bottles crashing, hitting each other, screams getting louder and harsher with every response they gave to each other. Why couldn't they just move on and go their own ways?

Certainly you were eager to know. But at the same time afraid that it'll lead you to harsher secrets. You weren't sure how much worse this situation could get so if you wanted answers or not you had to do what your parents say.

"Go to your room you fucking disgrace!" He yelled at you as he slammed his palm against the table, throwing a glass as it almost hit you.

Your eyes dart in shock for a quick moment. Used to his remarks, you quickly follow scrambling in your feat as tears threatened to roll down you cheeks.

You climbed upstairs and slammed your door behind you. Wiping away your tears and forcing yourself to stop crying. The screams were muffled. Heading into your wardrobe you angrily grabbed a leather bag. Messily stuffed a few clothes in their and goodbye you go through... The window.

Yes, the typical escape and entry route if you want to keep a secret.

And there's only one person to go to in these types of times. Eddie "the freak" Munson. You had to be honest you felt kinda bad that you always had to rely on Eddie when you have problems. Are you burdening him? Probably. But what could you do? He was the one and only.

But on second thought it may be better if you find a place for yourself soon, instead of trashing his. I mean, he said he didn't mind.

You took a cab to his place considering it was gonna be a long walk if you didn't. It was also late at night already, who knew what kind of creeps were wandering around.

As you were lost in your thoughts, it felt like a split second just before you arrived. Taking out a loud sigh, you knocked on the door of the trailer, hoping someone would at least answer. A few minutes later you thought nobody could hear you, or maybe no one was there. "Hah... This is useless..." You groan, rolling your eyes tiredly.

It was almost the perfect timing, just as you were about to knock the door opened with a short squeek.

There behold Eddie with closed eyelids as he had a hard time spotting you, squinting his eyes. You giggle. He really shouldn't open doors this late at night or someone might come stab him with the way he was literally just dozing off standing up in his shirt and shorts. You were glad he did for you though.

"Ehm, can I come in?"

"Huh..? Y/n? S' that you?"

"You really can't see me clearly can you? Eds you need to be careful, you might get kidnapped-" You whispered teasingly, tip toe-ing to reach him. He lazily rubbed his eyes as a grin flashed his face, "I prolly should huh..." He was finally awake as he chuckled curtsying for you to go inside jokingly.

You roll your eyes playfully but went inside anyway, placing your bag on a chair. You inhaled deeply as you take in the smell of burnt cigarettes. That scent was like home, it made you reassure yourself that Eddie was with you.

"What're you doing here anyways? Did you run outta food again?" Eddie chuckles, walking towards you. You smile. "Yeah something like that..." you say, glancing back at him. He knows something's wrong when you talk like that. And he didn't like it a single bit.

"Anything wrong?"

"Uhm, kinda. Y'know, before I tell you about the shit. Am I bothering you? Because uhm..." You look over at the magazines scattered around the table as his face lightly blushed with embarrassment. Unfortunately, were not gonna go on detail with the magazines today. He quickly gathers them tucking them in at one hidden corner as he gave a grin.

"A-and you aren't bothering me at all by the way-!" He reminds. "Uhuh... So moving on... It's about my parents. Y'know...-"

"Their business? It's still going well right? Y'know the campaign ya told me bout'?"

"Uhm, no. Ya see, when, I was explaining that. I uh kinda joked about it."

"You lied?" Eddie stared wide eyed.

"Uh no, not necessarily but..." Your eyes wandered of to the wall. "But..?"

"My parents are, not the best. Their fighting around throwing shit at each other. My dad cheated on my mom and my mom's just a gold digger wanting money. And then-"

Eddie was shocked. "So you lied? About everything..?" You gasped aloud, "no no I didn't mean to lie to you! It's just that I didn't want anyone worrying and I'm sorry if you feel hurt that I lied to you about everything. I promise-"

He hugged you. He embraced you in his warmth so tightly you felt like you would never get free from this embrace. Which on another basis doesn't sound bad at fucking all. "I'm not hurt you lied to me sweetheart. I'm hurt you lied to me saying that you were okay when you aren't. I... Y'know I noticed that one long scar on your wrist... I knew something wasn't right. But-"

You trembled, your lips trembled. You were fucking glad he understood you. You hoped he'd understand you, and you knew he'd understand you. Just like every other time. "Y'know... it's okay to cry sweetheart." He gently whispered, caressing your hair as you burst into tears.

"Eddie I knew you'd understand. Daz why I always come to you even though I feel like a fucking burden." Your voice breaks, cracking at every word which seemed to break Eddie's heart in turn. "Nah sweetheart, who ever told you to that you were a fuckin' burden?" He swings you around in his embrace. Almost like dancing.

"And the scar- who the fuck did that shit to you?"

You sniffle loudly, smelling the faint smell of cigarettes . "Dad..." Your voice sounding not more than a whisper as you try to speak properly. "I'll fucking kill that bastard one day."

You gave a light chuckle, "you won't Eddie. Just cause' he hurt me doesn't mean you can kill him y'know..." you knudge him playfully. "Also, my arms are staring to ache Eds. We can hug later." You giggle, wiping away your tears as both of you finally let go after hugging for minutes straight. At some fucking point you regret saying to let go of each other. You wanted another hug.

"And on second thought, you didn't walk here did ya? What if you came across some pervs there!? You could've been in danger... Or what if-!" He continues pondering loudly as both of you took a seat.

You smile at his silliness plopping yourself comfily on the chair. Ruffling his hair a bit, "I took a cab Eds" you sigh, glad at least someone was looking after you with care.

"A cab... But what if the driver-!"

"No Eddie, nothing bad happened."

He sighed in relief though it felt like he was gonna pounce on someone any time now with how his mood is. A moment of comforting silenced past before you decided to break the silence between you. "Today's Thursday isn't it?" You mumbled out just enough for him to hear as he glances over at the calendar on the wall.

"Oh yeah... It's our little anniversary don'tcha remember? You said you'd make us breakfast right~?" Eddie grinned.

"Damn I completely forgot about the whole 'date thingy'-!" You groaned in defeat. It was you and Eddie's 8th anniversary of being close friends. And your celebrating it tomorrow Friday. A few days ago he did you a big favour, and you regret insisting on repaying it back. "But it's not a date sweetheart... Unless you want it to be- ow!"

You pulled his hair playfully, messing it up more than it already is. He pulled on your cheeks playfully, making them redder and redder as he kept poking on them. "Can you stop squishing my cheek-!" You squeeled, "you started it brat." he chuckled charmingly.

He lifted you up and down the couch as you were now laying on your back with him on top of you. The tip of his hair slightly touching your face as a moment of silence occured, with both you looking at each others eyes before...

"Hey you little-!"

You reached over his waist and tickled him just as he did to you, both of you interchanging positions from time to time. Giggles and laughter exploded within the room making both you smile momentarily before proceeding to laugh again. With him now below you on his back, you slung an arm over his should and let your body fall on him relaxed. Your head was on his chest as he straightened your tangled hair gently. You huffed out a loud sigh, "hey, y'know, just earlier today... Dustin told me that you had a little crush on me."

How the fuck did he say that so casually?

You gulped eyes wide as you lifted you head to look at him. "S' that true sweetheart?" he asked caressing you face as both of you sat down beside each other. Not leaving eye contact, "well yeah... I mean no, I actually uh... yeah?" You took a deep breath. "I like you Eddie, and maybe... Soon I'll eh, love ya?"

"I fuckin' knew it, shit!"

An 'eh!?' left your mouth silently. As you stared in disbelief, he chuckled. "Princess I know the way you fucking stare daggers at me when I talk to other girls. And believe me, they don't wanna talk, I don't wanna, but I kinda fucking have to." He explained slowly, as you began to relax and release the tension in your body.

"And also... that's kinda... why, I had those magazines on my table?"

Now you were shocked, if you were so shocked earlier that you couldn't speak. Well certainly you were so shocked now your eyeballs boutta' pop out. "You- you- you-" a blushed dared to be on your face as you were fuming with embarrassment. "To be real, I'm the one that should be embarrassed but seeing you like this isn't that bad at all." He grins laughing lowly.

You covered you face with your hands as Eddie gently tried to playfully pry them open.

"S-so, you thought..? About me?"

He grins. "Well, I guess we aren't just friends anymore~! Y'know, maybe our friendship anniversary tomorrow could turn into a-!"

"You fucking pervert, I find out you were jerking off thinking about me and you grin at me!?" You said in embarrassment, as you stood you and took a pillow to shield your bodily soul. "Hey the fuck you doing that for!? I'm not gonna do anything dirty yknow!?"

"Like hell I'll fucking believe that you pervert!"

(Side not, idk how many times I edited this thing because Tumblr wasn't updating my edits- like why!?")

You began to run to his room, locking the door behind you. "Hey, where you going?" He calls out standing up from the couch as he sees you go into his room. "Excuse me miss!? That's my room!"

"I don't care, go away pervert!"

"I said I'm not!"

"You are!" You helplessly shouted back.

"Not! C'mon sweetheart lemme in!"

The next day... The neighbors complained about you both being too loud. Because y'all were screaming at each other. Of course not anything dirty... All the smut will come in the next chapter...

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yuukei-yikes · 1 year

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hibiya and takane at the end of the novels let me talk for a second😐😐😐😐😐😭😭😭😭ok erm novel spoilers duh

takane and hibiya werent at the lab with clearing and the rest bc they couldn't rly help (takane is doing shit as ene but if they took her body itd just be something the dan has to carry and as for hibiya in my sick twisted mind hibiyas thing is not ONLY cuz he cant help bc his powers take too much energy but its also bc the dan is trying to act like responsible older siblings and deciding hibiyas too young to be put in danger...sobsob. like it means a lot that hes the only one to survive aside from seto and mary. it's also funny how seto and mary are having an ugly crying party and hibiyas there like 😐) its a good team cuz ene can report back to the dan everything hibiya is seeing with his powers and hibiya can report to takane too *goes insane* its such a funny duo takane tasked as the worlds awfulest babysitter. you know in cartoons when the babysitter just ignores the kids and talks on the phone. hibiya and takane being teamed up together is literally that. except she goes inside the phone and all their friends are dying but thats a detail.

(also it hurts so much too bc of the whole haruka&konoha thing. the 2 characters most closely related to haruka and konoha being stuck together *my descend into madness is complete*)

i think their chapter together was interesting it made me poke my eyes out bc hibiya has to tell takane shintaro is dead and he's like OUGH...I DONT WANNA BE THE ONE TO TELL HER HER BEST FRIEND IS DEAD.. and then takane has a "weird" reaction, like basically doesnt break into tears or anything. and i know its because she had apparently discussed the possibility with shintaro previously (id kill to have read that convo. normal shintaka convo post reveal *shakes fist*) but the way she kind of tries to comfort hibiya in her own weird way and the whole thing being hibiyas pov its so clear she's trying to keep it together in front of him bc he's just a kid. and not only that but she says he reminds her of SHINTARO so she's like. ough ofc she acts like that. just by how she was as ene to shintaro she is being to hibiya rn to make him feel better. she knows she will die when she says goodbye to him after that as ene. IM GONNA PUKE

(she's... like so mature in her own stupid way. it rly hurts when in the following chapter when she's like on her way to die/just died she thinks abt how helpless she was and how she couldnt do anything even though she had just comforted hibiya and sacrificed herself for seto and marys sake. *bangs head against wall* TAKANEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!)

anyways i had all those thoughts bc i was like so since in novel route takane dies as ene... is her physical body also swallowed by the daze?? or is it just her soul, and when she's in the daze later its a haruka situation and both of them only have their consciousness kinda walking around as opposed to everyone else who is there with physical bodies? if that happened then hibiya would just be left on the roof of a random building with a corpse.

either way F for hibiya bc its either he's alone with a corpse or he gets jumpscared by another dimension opening and eating up the body. i do think her body gets swallowed tho and she just looks like ene in the daze cuz thats what she looks like in her mind (she's only been back in her physical body for like a day before this so lol)

either way. hc time but like. i just imagine hibiya realising takane isnt Really sleeping anymore and she Really wont wake up and Wow she doesnt have a pulse and even if he doesn't know her well, he is a kid and she is the adult that was keeping him company. so he kind of loses his mind. i feel so bad for him, what happened to him after takane leaves him??? bc we dont see him again til the end.

like even if he was technically already alone on the roof cuz takane was away as ene anyway, he knew she'd come back. but now shes NOT WAKING UP. he's looking at all this happen, all the people he's met in the last 2 days are dying one by one, the hope to find hiyori seems more and more ridiculous as the hours go on, konoha has been taken over by something Bad and is doing Bad things to people, he doesnt know if momo will be safe, its the middle of the night and he's in a city he doesnt know and the person, the adult, THE FRIEND supposed to be with him is NOT WAKING UP!!! i just imagine this little guy sobbing on takanes body begging her to wake up because he doesnt know how to get back to the hideout from here!! he doesnt know where he is!!! hey!! wakeup!! dont leave me by myself what am i supposed to do!!! and screaming when the daze swallows the body and hes just left alone for real. lol. anyways hows everyone doing

#kagevinnie #hibiya...you little guy... u go thru so much.#erm. im so normal #headcanons #should i put in main tags like girl i wasnt...planning on writing such a long post honestly #kagenalysis #hibiya amamiya #takane enomoto

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luxsea · 6 months

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so i finally beat bg3 for the first time last night :))

also hap halloweenie :]

(not all but some) thoughts dump

im honestly so glad i got spoiled for karlachs ending back at the start of act 2 so i had time to go thru the stages of grief, make sad playlists, etc bc my tav/karlach really hit me like a truck. i knew i was going to romance her before i even got the game bc she literally is the reason i started playing to begin with but doing her route feels very right for a first playthrough bc imo despite how devastating and lacking her story can be it sure does shine when its good. her introspective moments you can only get if you romance her are everything to me. knowing she cant be saved in the end lead me to choose more accepting dialogue options which lead to infinitely more satisfying and at times inspiring scenes than if i pushed the "what if"

as for the very end, in a way karlachs dying scene and/or going to avernus scene is a lot more than what most characters get even if theyre youre romanced character... despite her ending being shafted to begin with?? which is ridiculous. (correct me if im wrong. most of them had nothing to say and what ive seen uploaded ie shadowhearts romanced ending is so meh) lae'zels orpheus ending did make me tear up, everyone else was just kinda standing there wearing ridiculous armor bc i forgot.......

despite everything im really happy with karlachs scenes? and idk if thats just bc they were the romanced versions and bc i didnt have my hopes up for her (if i hadnt been spoiled i wouldve been LIVID) but it rlly was one of the most touching moments for me. the "how'd i do?" "you were spectacular in every way" "for you. and for the city, and for myself, and blah blah. but most of all for you" caressing tavs face and her repeating back to herself that she was spectacular like shes at peace just by those words alone. "it's the one thing i can't beat, isn't it? same below as above. i love. you." and the blue flames of all her love for them searing hot white and killing her engine faster?!? ough "you more than anything. i saw- ...goodbye, sun. goodbye, sea. goodbye" I FEEL SICK I FEEL UNWELL. i should be crying but my heart just aches she's just everything to me okay!!

and the avernus scene is better than i thought it would be, the music is so sweet and badass, sharing cigars!!, lots of gay fuel for my fire, the feeling that its just the start of a new journey and not the end, charging together into the hells its so mwah mwah as long as you ignore the trauma and the fact that we couldve solved this any other way!! (do wish wyll wasnt treated like an awkward third wheel if the three of you go considering he's the one who advocates for her and going to avernus is part of his ending too. but ofc im also going she's my wife and the interaction is rlly touching)

as far as the rest of the game the emperors writing was so flimsy and uh they did a really good job making it feel like your choices didnt matter much in the end considering the praise its gotten and how the game was marketed. rip it needs some serious work but i didnt hate it. karlach brain worms take a lot of credit

my highest praises overall are that ive never felt this attached to a player character that i've made before and ive never seen a more memorable cast of npcs. there's too many stand out moments to count that it makes the insane amount of lag and bugs i had worth powering thru

BUT IM FINALLY FREE I CAN FINALLY REPLAY AND DO IT ALL AGAIN BUT BETTER

#olive.txt #bg3 spoilers

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