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mollysolo · 1 year

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I’m Here, Right Here

Pairing: Steve Harrington X gn!Reader

Summary: Steve comforts you after a rough day.

Warnings: Mentions of the reader crying, being upset + tired + overworked, one curse word

Word Count: 1.3k

a/n: i hope y’all like this ! also, feel free to send any requests you have for steve (or anyone i else i write for) to my inbox !

the gif below does not belong to me

The very second you got home that evening, you went straight into the bedroom in you and Steve’s apartment and laid down. And once your head hit your pillow, you finally felt safe enough to let the tears that you had been holding back for the past thirty minutes fall.

In this moment, you were kind of glad that Steve wasn’t here to see you cry. And while you knew that it wasn’t a bad thing to cry, it was still something you’d rather do alone.

This week had been the absolute worst. Mostly because your boss had put even more work onto your already heavy workload. According to him, a bunch of people had recently quit and until replacements were hired, you would have to do their work.

You were only five days into this new workload and you were already extremely exhausted. And today was the breaking point, your boss had told you that you would have to present at a convention next week, alone.

You hadn’t told Steve about this new workload at all because you knew how much he worried about you and this was something you wanted to deal with on your own. Besides, you had kind of hoped that if you did all this work, that maybe you’d be promoted.

But you knew Steve would find out eventually, he was supposed to be home from work in just twenty minutes after all.

And the longer you cried, the more you wanted Steve to come home. You wanted him to comfort you, take care of you, make you feel like everything was going to be alright. Like he always did when you were feeling shitty.

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Just thirty minutes or so after you had initially started crying, you heard Steve open the front door. You tried to silence or at least muffle your cries by placing one of your hands over your mouth and nose, but it was no use. So you let your hand drop down to the bed, a deep frown appearing on your face as Steve started to walk further into your apartment.

He was about to call out for you when he heard the sound of your cries coming from the bedroom, prompting him to quickly set his things down and go to you. He felt panicked as he made his way to where you were. He wondered what happened and who or what caused your tears.

The second he entered the bedroom and his eyes met your sad face, his heart broke. He hated seeing you this way, it tore him up inside. But you never needed to know that.

“Oh, baby.” he quietly said as he walked over to your side of the bed and his knees crashed into the plush carpet below him.

He began to softly hold your face in one his hands while he leaned over and kissed some of your tears away, making a subtle smile appear on your face. You already felt a little better now that Steve was home.

“What’s wrong?” he asked you while he stroked your wet cheek with his thumb, pure worry in his eyes and in his voice.

You slowly sat up and he let his hand fall from your face, opting to hold one of your hands instead. You knew you had to tell Steve what was happening, you couldn’t keep pretending like everything was okay.

You took a deep breath then started to speak, “I didn’t want you to worry, so I’ve been keeping this to myself. But there’s something I need to tell you.” you said, your eyes hesitantly looking over to meet his.

“What is it, (y/n)?” he asked while he slowly stood up, now feeling the urgent need to hold you.

You took the time Steve was using to pick you up so that he could hold you in your bed to muster up the courage to tell him everything.

“Some of my co-workers recently quit and my boss is making me take on their work loads until he hires replacements. This has been going on for five days now and I’m just so tired, Steve.” you told him, pressing your forehead into his shoulder towards the end of your explanation.

While Steve listened to what you had to say, he held you tighter in his arms, wanting you to feel safe, comforted and comfortable.

“Do you want me to talk to your boss? He shouldn’t be doing this to you. It’s not fair.” Steve sternly said, his eyebrows a little furrowed.

“No, you don’t need to talk to talk to him, Stevie. And I know it’s unfair but there’s some part of me that hopes that he’ll promote me for doing all of this extra work.” you replied as you removed your head from his shoulder, making him aware of more of your feelings.

Steve nodded, he understood what you meant. He understood what it was like to pretend you’re fine with overworking yourself in hopes of your boss appreciating you more. And like you had done for him, he was going to help you get through this.

He gently cupped your face in his hands then kissed the rest of your tears away, not stopping until he reached your lips. He then looked directly into your eyes, an idea on his mind.

“What if we use the next 5 days as a staycation?” he suggested while he raised one of his eyebrows.

Your face contorted with worry right away, “But what if my boss fires me? I don’t want to loose my job and I don’t want you to loose yours either.” you answered, your eyebrows now furrowing, making you look sadder.

He softly shushed you as he brought you closer to him and laid down, your head now resting on his warm chest, “Don’t worry about it, honey. I’ll take care of everything. You need to rest, let me take care of you.” he said while he began to gently trace circles into your back.

You let out a shaky deep breath at the sound of that, you knew Steve was right, “Okay.” you softly replied, not having any energy left to fight him on this.

By this point your tears had stopped and you now felt a lot better, like Steve had lifted a weight off of your shoulders. You could finally let yourself relax for the first time this entire week.

You both were extremely glad that you were able to be there for each other whenever you needed one another.

“I’ll be here for you every step of the way, alright?” he whispered against your temple before pressing a kiss there, making you smile.

“I know, Stevie. Thank you.” you said, thinking of the time you had made that promise to Steve when he was overworking himself almost nine months ago.

And while the two of you continued to cuddle, Steve thought of a plan for the rest of the evening, “I have another plan.” he told you, causing you to perk up.

“Oh, you do?” you jokingly teased, one of your eyebrows raised like his had been not too long ago.

He laughed at your actions, happy to see your personality peaking out again, “Yes, actually.” he said, speaking with a sarcastic tone and a bright smile on his face, “I was thinking we could maybe take a nap together then order some takeout for dinner. How does that sound?” he suggested to you, his smile a bit fainter now but still there.

“That sounds perfect.” you say in response, happily snuggling back into Steve while you spoke.

He let out a quiet chuckle through his nose and held you tightly in his arms once more, “I’m here, right here for you and I always will be, I promise.” he quietly said, making your cheeks heat up at the feeling of his lips moving against your skin.

“And I’ll always be here for you, Stevie.” you told him in response as he smiled once again, not wanting him to feel like this support was one sided.

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angel-eyes05 · 11 months

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bite the hand (chapter 2)

PREVIOUS CHAPTER

pairing: spider-woman!oc x miguel o’hara

summary: lorena's whole world was taken away from her in the blink of an eye, after she accidentally broke a canon event. lucky for her though, she was able to find a portal watch in her dimension and used it to get out before she glitched out of existence. unfortunately though, running from dimension to dimension, she's been named as an anomaly by the spider society. now, she's constantly on the run from them, their leader in particular. when she eventually gets caught though, she's recruited onto a mission to catch another anomaly who might be from her past. to her dismay though, her partner on this mission is her very captor. will she be able to stop arguing with him for long enough to get the job done?

info: enemies to lovers, maybe a slow burn depending on chapter count, oc is 24 and miguel is 27, both oc and miguel are super sad lmao, they're also both super violent so, they also hate each other what a slay, in regards to my oc you can read her character sheet right here

warnings: there might be spoilers for atsv in this so watch the movie before reading this, recreational drug use, blood mention, cursing, not much tbh

word count: 3.3k

notes: again, if you see me use "you" instead of "she/her" just ignore it i probably missed it while proofreading and it's instinct lol. this chapter took me so long for no reason idk why

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“I think you’re being too hard on yourself,” Eddie said, jumping onto Lorena’s bed next to her. Lorena took a long drag from her blunt and passes it to Eddie when he snuggles in next to her. “I don’t know. I just have so much work due by the end of this week and I don’t know how to get it all done,” she said, wiping her hands across her face. Eddie took a hit, set the joint onto the ashtray on Lorena’s nightstand and pressed soft kisses into the crook of her neck, wrapping his arms around her stomach. “You already get super good grades, I don’t see how you can’t just not turn in one assignment. Take a little break,” he says in between pecks.

She sighs. “I don’t know. You know how my aunt and uncle are.” They sit together in silence for a little bit, until Eddie presses his lips to her cheek and rolls of the bed. Lorena stared at him in confusion. “What are you doing?” she asked him. He looked through Lorena’s stack of records, pulled one out, and placed the vinyl onto the record player. Soft R&B music echoed throughout the room as Eddie walked back over to the bed, reaching out his hand for Lorena to take. She raised her eyebrow at him. “Just take it ok?” he said, a little annoyed. She sighed and put her hand into his as he helped her stand off the bed. He pulled her into him, placed a hand on her left hip, and put her into a swaying notion with him.

“God you must be so high Eddie, you never dance.”

“Will you just go with it?”

She sighed. “Fine.”

Lorena rested her head onto his shoulder and swayed with him to the rhythm of the song, the singer’s voice fading into the background with the rest of her bedroom as her senses melted away. She closed her eyes and all she could sense at this moment was him, wrapping both of his arms around her waist. He was right, this was definitely calming her down. Eddie Brock always knew how to get Lorena out of her bad moods. They’d known each other for such a long time that she had begun to think he knew her better than she knew herself.

There were some things he didn’t know about her though. Like how she had randomly gotten superpowers about a month ago and that was why she was spending less time with him recently. But if she were being honest with herself, it kind of felt like he was pulling away from her too.

She lifted her head from his shoulder and pressed her forehead to his. She brushed her thumb across his stubbled cheek, and locked her lips with his, his grip on her hips tightening. “Thank you,” she whispered to him once she pulled away. “Anything for you gorgeous.” She giggled a little bit and dug her head back into the crook of his neck. Her hiding place away from the world outside them

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Lorena could see the neon orange illuminations from the insides of her eyes. Once she finally did open them up, the effects of the poison now wearing off, the harshness of the light nearly blinded her. What was that just then? A dream? No, a memory. One of her favorites too. Her childhood best friend turned boyfriend, who she then ended up accidentally killing. She didn’t know it was him inside that monster. She had tried not to think about him too often, overwhelmed with the guilt of her actions, despite whether her choice was the right one or not.

Her head rested up against whatever forcefield/cell she was currently in. She tried to move the rest of her body up as well, but stopped after her ribs sent an aching pain through her body in protest. She was still in her suit, so she couldn’t examine how bad her injury was yet, but she could tell it wasn’t good by how much blood she was coughing up earlier.

She took a look around her see through enclosure, trying to get a gauge of where she was. There were hundreds of other cages surrounding hers, only about half filled with people. Or creatures would be a better word to describe it. She felt as if she recognized some of them, such as a man with mechanical arms outstretched from his back, and a man with a lion vest. She sat there for a bit, taking everything in from her surroundings, her momentary peace interrupted when she started glitching again.

“I guess Jess forgot to give you the day pass while bringing you in.”

“¡Ay, carajo!” she exclaimed, her heart nearly jumping out of her chest. She turned her head to see a guy, speaking with a thick cockney accent, guitar slung across his back, just rolling around in a chair down the hallway. “A warning next time would be nice.” “I thought you saw me,” he said, uninterested.

“Hobie, could you stop conversing with the anomalies for five seconds?” This voice she recognized. The woman walked up from behind her cell up to who she assumed was the Hobie kid she was talking to. The woman was the same one who had debriefed Lorena when she first got shot into the wrong dimension, except this time she looked like she was pregnant. That must be Jess. “Just trying to make conversation,” Hobie said defensively. He played around with the watch on his wrist and opened up a portal to hop into whatever dimension he was heading into next. Jess rolled her eyes as another man followed up close behind her. The same man from earlier, still wearing that red and blue suit that was hurtful to the eyes. His mask was still covering his face. Both of them turned to face Lorena’s cage, causing her to slink further back into the corner instinctively, as if they were both about to eat her heart out.

“Not so tough now without somewhere to hide, are you?” the man mocked. “Sorry if I don’t find waking up in cage as the most warming welcome,” she snapped back. “What? Were you expecting flowers and a carriage, you little shit.” Jess smacked his arm quickly, almost as if he were a child being reprimanded by his mother.

“You’re a hard one to catch,” Jess said. “Your first instinct would probably also be to run if you found someone like him chasing behind you,” Lorena said, motioning to the man. He just stood there stoically. It pissed her off even more. She sighed. “Let’s just cut to the chase and skip the small talk and just tell me what you want fro-.” Her words were cut off by a harsh glitch. This one in particular stung around her ribs. She went into a slight coughing fit, and coughed up some extra blood into her hand after. “Shit,” Jess whispered to herself, and dug through her pocket to look for the day pass Hobie was mentioning earlier. Just before she could open a little hole in the forcefield to hand it to her, the man placed a hand in front of Jess, as if to stop her. Lorena laid on the floor in pain, panting from the glitch, as the man walked closer to her enclosure and crouched in front of the barrier.

His hand reached up to his neck, as her hooked his fingers underneath his mask, and smoothly pulled it off and tossed it to the side. God, he was gorgeous. Dark brown hair, the front slicked back while the sides hung free. Sharp cheekbones that perfectly sculpted his face. And those eyes. They were almost hypnotic. She couldn’t tell if the orange lighting of the room was messing with her vision, but she could’ve sworn his eyes were a crimson red. She prayed that she wasn’t blushing right now, the intensity of his stare putting butterflies into her stomach. After staring at her for a little, a smirk curled onto his lips, allowing his left fang to slightly peek out over his bottom lip.

He stood up, looking down at Lorena now, like she was no more than an injured animal on the side of the road. He signaled his hand back at Jess for the day pass. She tossed it to him, and he opened a slight crack into the cage and slipped it in. Lorena almost rushed for it, shoving it onto her wrist, and earning a scoff from the man. He turned his back to her and walked back over to Jess. She took a moment to look at him, confused. “We need your help,” she finally said.

The only think Lorena could do was laugh. And she laughed hard. She only stopped when her ribs quickly reminded her of their condition. “What’s so funny?” the man asked, annoyed. “Nothing,” she said, wiping the tears forming in her eyes and a pity smile forming on her face. “I just can’t think of a single reason you think I would help you.”

“Because if you don’t, we take that wristband away and throw you back into the streets,” he said coldhearted. “See how much fun it is to have your atoms slowly ripped apart, one by one, into nothing. You’ll wish we had killed you ourselves instead of being a victim to time as it waits for the right time to finally end your suffering.”

Her smile slowly dropped. A smirk formed on his face. She wished she could smack it off. She must have really been a problem for him to be getting this worked up over her little comments. Jess just sighed, tired of him constantly taking his bad cop role too far. “Well, if you do help us, I can promise you this. You get to keep that little day pass of yours, and we’ll drop you off in whatever dimension you’d like, and you never have to see any of us again.” Then it was the man smacking her arm this time. “Jess…may we have a word for a second,” he said, as calmly as he could right now. “Of course we can Miguel!” she said back, with fake enthusiasm. Huh. So that was his name.

Miguel pulled Jess farther back into the room and began talking to her. Lorena scooted closer to the wall closer to them, trying to make out their conversation. She caught a few sentences.

“That is not what we agreed to!”

“Hey, you get to go off script, so do I. Plus, what are we really gonna do with her once the mission’s complete?”

Mission? What mission?

“It’s not like she has anywhere else she can go. You’re just gonna stick her back into one of these cages for the rest of her life? ”

“I’d rather that then have an anomaly just running around on a world that isn’t her’s.”

There was that word again. Anomaly. She hated the way Miguel would say it. The inflection in his voice making it sound like a dirty word. That she was a dirty person.

“Come on O’hara, you have to have at least a little bit of compassion left in there.”

It went quiet for a bit. She couldn’t tell if they had just stopped talking, or if they had gotten quieter. Then she saw them walking back over to her. She scooted back to her corner of the cage. Miguel sighed deeply before talking, and Lorena could’ve sworn she heard a quiet “Ay coño” under his breath. Then he spoke.

“If you help us, we’ll let you free and you’ll never have to see any of us again. But try and dimension hop after we leave, desert the mission, or try anything slick and I swear-.” Jess smacked him again. “Do you agree to the terms?” She said. Lorena took a second to think. “....You haven’t even told me what the mission is yet.” Miguel let out a long sigh and turned his head to stare at Jess. She just shrugged. He could feel the gray hairs growing on his head as Lorena spoke. “Lyla?” he called out, pressing his bridge with his fingers. “Yup,” the same avatar from earlier said as she popped up. This must’ve been his assistant or something. “Can you pull up the mission file?” “....What’s the magic word?”

Lorena could’ve sworn she just saw three new wrinkles pop up on Miguel’s forehead. “He’s gonna shut you off pretty soon Lyla,” Jess interjected. “Ugh, fine,” Lyla said. A tiny illuminated file cabinet popped up as Lyla sifted through it. “Could you spare us the antics for a second?” “Hey, if you’re gonna turn me into your personal slave, you might as well let me have fun with it,” Lyla shot at Miguel. Lorena hoped Miguel couldn’t hear her slight giggle. Her hopes were crushed when she saw Miguel giving her a death stare to her out of the corners of his eyes. She slouched down as an attempt to hide away from his insistent glare

“Here it is!” Lyla exclaimed, pulling up a digital file. She threw it to the floor, causing a slideshow presentation to pop up out of it. The first slide was simply the front cover of a file. “Thank you Lyla,” Miguel said. “At your service,” Lyla replied, taking a bow, and then popping out of the room. Miguel took another sigh, seemingly the only emotion he expressed other than anger. “Take it Jess,” he said, facing her. Jess walked up closer to Lorena’s enclosure before swiping the cover of the file open.

“So obviously, you’ve gotten the whole idea of anomalies through your head at this point.” “It’s hard not to when you two wont shut up about them,” Lorena responded. Jess ignored her attitude. “Some just happen to be more dangerous than others, and also slip through our fingers easier. I’m sure you would know a lot about that.” Lorena gave Jess a big, forced smile. “It’s my pleasure.” Jess returned the smile. “We have one in particular that, like you, has managed to get a hold of one of our watches. He’s been hopping in between dimensions at fast speeds and seems to be gathering materials for something. We’re not sure what for. Which means we have to catch him as soon as possible.”

“Uh huh, uh huh,” Lorena said, uninterested. “Why do you think I’ll be able to help you though.” “Because we’ve found that you’ve had a particularly close relationship with one of his variants,” Jess said, flipping to the next slide. “What the hell does that mean? You guys don’t make any sen-.”

She looked up at the projection. Her eyes softened and her mouth laid slightly agape. Her eyes had to be fooling her, there was no way. But there he was. His picture brought memories flooding back into her head. Her nails scratching through his blonde-ish hair. Both of them smoking in her room. Him running into her arms when things were getting too rough for him back at home. He hadn’t just been her boyfriend. He was her best friend too. One of her only ones on top of that. But at the end of the day, all of the warmth that their time together brought to her was quickly washed away by the returning sight of her hands drowning in his blood as he faded away from her. Would she have still done “the right thing” if she knew it was him inside that creature. She would constantly run away from that thought every time it would sneak its way back into her mind.

She couldn’t find it in her to care about the slight smirk Miguel was giving her, amazed at how easily a picture could knock her off her high horse. He probably enjoyed seeing her so vulnerable. Jess on the other hand, had a slight frown on her face, understanding how much this had to be messing with her.

“It’s not yours,” Miguel said, breaking the silence. “The multiverse might be weird, but it can’t bring people back from the dead. This Venom is from Earth-86. Yours was from Earth-2497.” “Yeah…I know,” Lorena said, almost as if she wasn’t fully there. “We’ve seen your history with Eddie Brock through the the scanners. You’ve gotten to know him better than any of the rest of us have,” Jess said. “You might be able to tell his next move. His patterns.” Lorena was quickly catching on what Jess was saying. Before Jess could continue her proposition, Lorena stood up and quickly interjected.

“Nope, no no no, no way. I’m not catching him for you. You can’t seriously think that you can ask me to catch an alternate version of my dead best friend and I would agree,” she said, panic in her voice. “For once I agree with her that this is a very bad idea,” Miguel said, clenching his teeth towards Jess. “You have anyone else you wanna recruit?” she asked rhetorically to him. “You won’t be able to stop her emotions from getting in the way of the mission,” he said, avoiding the question. “It’s rude to talk badly of your guests while they’re still in the room,” Lorena shouted sarcastically at Miguel. “Cállate! I’ll get back to you in a second,” Miguel shouted back. Jess sighed. “Well it’s a good thing I’m not going with her, because I’m sure you’ll do a great job at that.” His eyes widened in horror. So did Lorena’s. She started laughing. “¡No mames!” she chuckled, still in disbelief.

Miguel looked at her, bewildered at her laughing fit. “Jess that is, not, what we agreed on.” “I know, I know, but I had a talk with my husband, and he doesn’t want me going on any dangerous missions while I’m pregnant, and we don’t know how tough this guy is going to be. So I think it’s better if you take this one. And plus, just like you said, I won’t be able to keep her under control. But I’m sure you can!” she said, a sarcastic smile on her face. Once Lorena finished laughing, she turned to face Miguel. “Yeah I’m sure you’ll do a great job controlling my emotions,” she shot at him. Miguel almost pounced towards the cage, before Jess put her arm in front of this. “Can you please just do this one thing for me?” He took a second to think. Then he sighed. “Fine.”

“Thank you,” Jess said softly before walking away. Miguel walked up towards the cage and put in a combination to open up the enclosure. “Wait, hold on a second, so do I not get a say in this?” Lorena scoffed. Once Miguel had opened the door, she tried to make a run for it, but was stopped when Miguel grabbed her forearm. He pulled her into his chest. This is when she was finally able to gauge how massive he actually was. She was never really considered short, being taller than most girls her age throughout her school years. But up against him, she felt like an ant.

“No. You don’t, chiquita,” he finally whispered into her ear. Chills rolled down her spine at the intimacy of all of this. The nickname only made her even more upset. He whipped her body around and placed a forcefield around her fists, shackling both of them together. He almost had to drag her out of the containment room and into his office to discuss the details of the mission.

She had almost wished that she had stayed in that basement, not prepared for whatever torture this man was going to bring onto her.

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a/n: NEVER TRUST A MAN WHO CALLS YOU SHORT EVEN THOUGH YOU AREN'T‼️‼️‼️ (ive been a personal victim of this so yes i was projecting a little lmao)

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lostbookreader · 1 year

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Not So Secret Feelings

You have been friends with the Sam and Colby crew for a while now which is great except for the feelings towards a certain dark-haired boy that you can’t shake so Corey and Jake help you guys confess to eachother….

It was another slow morning in the house since no one really had any plans until later in the day which is rare nowadays with everyone's busy schedules. Like usual though you were not able to take the opportunity to sleep in like the rest of your roommates, so you were sitting in the living room editing your new video and enjoying the quiet while you could. Finally being able to focus and not feeling tired you were able to knock out a majority of it before you felt the couch sink next to you and have a kiss placed on top of your head.

Looking to your left, Colby had a smile on his face as he was watching the video play on your screen “This was probably one of my favorites we’ve done for your channel. Also good morning gorgeous I didn't think anyone else would be up yet.”

“Good morning Colbs. I've been up for a while and my brain wouldn’t let me sleep anymore so I figured I would try to get this edited before we go meet up with Corey and Jake.” You say before you quickly stop the video so you could cut out the part where you stuttered.

“Woah hey why are you deleting it you should keep it,”

“Absolutely not,” you say while letting out a laugh, “I hate it when I stutter, especially this bad. Plus I don’t want to see any comments about it”

“Well I like it and who cares what they think it shows them your human,”

Shaking your head you mumble about not needing the mix of comments about your stutter and the body or outfit comments that would definitely be in the comment section of this video. Quickly deleting the clip and saving it before Colby could do anything, you miss him looking at you and the sad look on his face. But you both continue to bicker about it as you continue to edit.

The video was just a you and Colby collab which definitely aren’t rare for either of your channels but it was one you were nervous to post. It was one where you bought each other's outfits and revealed them to each other with a try on portion at the end. You both had a blast being able to hang out and film a light hearted video but these ones tended to get more comments leading into the fans thinking you were secretly dating. Which isn't the case. You guys are just best friends that have very flirty and joking personalities which you've tried to make very clear to the fans.

You and him are in the middle of one of your bouts when Sam walks in laughing at you two,

“It’s nine in the morning and you two are already going at it? Just kiss already.”

“Very funny Sam. Why don't you kiss Colby instead?” you say with a laugh which caused the boys to join in as well. Shutting your laptop you stand and start walking towards the stairs, “I'm going to go get ready. Remember we have to meet Jake and Corey for lunch at noon!”

You don't remember when your feelings started for Colby but they have been around for a while and as hard as you try to you can't get rid of them. Ever since Kat introduced you to the group, you and Colby definitely hit it off right away and you were connected at the hip right away which is why after a while you think you started developing your crush. No one in the group knows except for Kat and Corey who picked up a couple months back and have kept it secret for you since. It still hasn't stopped them from encouraging you to admit your feelings for Colby. Which you haven't done obviously. You don't want to jeopardize what you have with him over the silly butterflies you get when you look at him.

What you don’t know is that Colby feels the exact same way about you and just hasn’t built up the guts to confess to you. The only people that know about his feelings towards you are Sam and Jake and just recently Corey. He found out thanks to Jake at a party a few weeks ago making a jab at Colby if he doesn’t make a move on Y/N he was which of course made Corey freak out.

“What's got you so down already this morning man?” Sam asks while tossing a pillow at a zoned out Colby.

“Nothing dude, just thinking. Y/N was editing the video we filmed the other day where we picked each other's outfits and she was so down on herself about her stutter but there's something more that's bugging her. So I'm just figuring out what.”

Sam just shook his head and looked at his friend, “When are you going to ask them out man? It's been what? Almost three years now?”

“Yeah something like that. I just don't want to ruin what we have. No offense but they just get me and it's never been awkward between us. If we started dating and it didn't work out I would be losing a best friend.”

“Except you would work out dude. You guys are literally a match made in heaven.”

“You're hilarious dude, it's never that easy. I'm going to go get ready.”

Ironically enough you actually decide to wear the shirt Colby bought for you in your video but work it more into your style. It was a cropped tight fitted red shirt that you decided to wear with your favorite black cargo pants, a necklace Colby got you guys for christmas last year and your favorite converse. With some extra accessories thrown into the outfit you made your way downstairs.

Kat and Colby are at the bottom talking about how Sam always took the longest out of everyone to get ready, but Colby stops when he sees you and smiles, “you're wearing the shirt I bought you!”

“Of course I am. I told you I liked it. I just didn't feel like me.” You say as he grabs you and pulls you into a hug.

“I thought you looked great but I definitely like your outfit more.” He says while he glances down and notices the necklace you have on.

“You two are adorable please tell me you didn't plan on wearing the same necklace today?” Kat asks while she gives you a quick hug and you mumble about how it wasn't planned.

Kat definitely always tries to get some rise out of you whenever Colbys is around, probably to try and get you to slip about your feelings for him. Thankfully you haven’t. Yet. The games continue throughout your lunch with Jake and Corey and like most social situations you and Colby tend to mostly talk to each other rather than with the group. Which caused you to miss them discussing the plan on getting one of you to confess to the other.

The plan happens a few weeks later when all of you are hanging out at the house having your usual pizza night and watching movies. You and Colby are sharing the big bean bag chair cuddling with a blanket while everyone else has their spot on the couch. Corey and you had kept making eye contact throughout the night where he would be making kissy faces at you and Colby and other silly faces which you responded with eye rolls and hiding your face in Colby’s neck.

At some point Sam needed to go to the bathroom so everyone was either on their phones or talking to one another. Colby and you were looking at his phone and you made a joke about him liking a random Instagram photo about you two dating which then in turn led to you being tickled.

“Colby please! I can’t breathe. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” you gasp out in between laughs which makes him smile.

“That's what you get for making fun of —--,”

He didn't get to finish his sentence because of Jake and Corey both standing up and the later exclaiming, “I can’t deal with this anymore. You two need to confess your feelings for each other.”

Corey picks you up and throws you on his shoulder while Jake takes Colby’s arm and takes you guys to Colby’s room.

He sets you on the ground before putting his hands on your shoulders and shakes you a little bit, “You two do not get to leave until Colby knows that you are madly in love with him,” before he turns to Colby and points at him “and until y/n knows that you have loved them ever since we met them. Do I make myself clear?”

You two just stand there limply staring at the two while Jake continues, “He and I will be outside to make sure but also know that we have three cameras hidden which we will be checking. So no trying to lie or scheme to get out of this. This has gone on long enough and we want you both to be happy. Now go.”

They both turn and walk out of the room shutting the door behind them, leaving you and Colby standing there not knowing what to do. You were the first one to break, not doing well with the silence and nerves building inside you.

“I am s-s-s-so sorry. I didn’t know they were going to do this and now it’s gonna be awkward. I get it if you don't feel anything for me. I really do. My feelings just kinda happened and came out of nowhere. I was just going to let them die out b-b-b-but they never did. I-I-I wasn’t going to do anything or tell anyone but then Kat and C-C-Corey found out and they have been trying to get me to do it since. Now it's awkward. B-b-but I can promise you I am okay with staying frie-,”

Your rambling gets cut off by Colby placing his lips on yours and him lightly cupping your face. Definitely hesitant to fully do it to try not to scare you but your eyes flutter shut and kiss back. He slowly wraps his hand around my hips as I cup his neck to get us even closer than before while he deepens the kiss by gently biting your lip and slipping his tongue inside to brush with yours. You're not sure who pulls away first but you are both smiling as you catch your breath.

“You are so cute when you stutter,” He whispers while he rubs your cheek and watches you bite your lip.

“If my stuttering gets you to kiss me like that every time then I suddenly love when I do that,” you chuckle before finally looking at him with a smile.

You both laugh before he looks at your lips one more time before kissing you again. He keeps it soft before pulling away too soon, “I know we just skipped a step or two but is now a good time to ask you if you will go on a date with me?”

Laughing, you nod your head yes before you pull him into another kiss.

#imagine #colby x reader #sam golbach #colby brock imagine #sam and colby #fluff #imagines #fanfic #colby brock

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existingispetty · 2 years

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Hello! If it's okay could I request some more anorexia comfort headcanons ?:) But with Thoma and other characters of your choice if that's okay!!<33 have a great day!! -dumpling🥟

Hello! I’m so happy you are all enjoying my scenarios! you said headcannons I assume you mean scenarios because I’ve haven’t written any anorexia headcannons. I do hope you enjoy this creation and I apologize for the wait. P.S thank you for letting me chose some Characters >:).

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Prompt: their lover had an eating disorder in the past and they relapse after being overwhelmed with stress.

Characters: Thoma, Xaio, Bennet.

Type: angst with comfort, fluff, scenario.

!! Warnings: mentions of self harm !!

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Thoma

Thoma knew of your previous health condition but he didn’t even notice how close relapsing was until know. Looking at you now he felt so.. guilty and terrible. He just stared as you hesitated to put the chopsticks closed to your mouth. He just grower before letting out a sad sigh. “Love, what’s the problem? Why can’t you eat?”

He sounded so desperate to fix whatever problem was causing you to be like this, but the only reaction he received was a downwards look of disappoint. You felt terrible .It was an especially busy time of year for the Kamisato clan and Thoma had been so busy doing work, that he hadn’t been able to talk much with you. The whole situation was terrible.” If it makes you feel anymore willing to eat.. I’m taking the next week off. Please, just eat.” He gently paced a hand on the arm you were hesitant to lift. You slowly lifted your head once again to look into his eyes and you found that they are filled with tears. Your shoulders tense and the disappointment in his eyes feels like fire burning your skin. After netting eye contact you quickly turn to look back at the food in front of you. You examined every detail of the food as you felt the emptiness of your stomach crave for what your mind couldn’t. You bring the chopsticks closer to your face once again but you gag once yo smell the delicious food. “Please just a bite or two?” Thoma sounds hopeful at least…

His use of manners in such a situation made you sniff again but, this time it smelled so good. You lifted your arm and took a bite.

Thoma jumps up with joy and hugged you.”I’ll do my best to make sure this never happens again! I’m so proud of you!” His grin lights up the room as his joy is contagious.

Xiao

Xiao was a always busy and he had been gone so much lately that the paranoia was driving you into insanity. He hadn’t even realized how bad your condition was until he came back to the Wangshu Inn at very late hours. He found that you were sitting at the table with full plates of food and cups of water in front of you yet you weren’t make any motion to attempt to eat. Xiao immediately began to panic.

“Are you ok?” He rushed over to get a good look at you and the first place he examined was your face. He read your expression of disappointment and quickly peace’s the situation to get her in his mind. “It’s happening again isn’t it?” His voice was shaky and absolutely terrified. You could see the fear of losing another loved one in his eyes. He held your cheek lovingly before glancing back down at the food. He heard your stomach grumble and he turned back to you.”I don’t need to work for a while now… and the only reason I had to work so much is due to Rex Lapis’s recent death.” He was obviously trying to cheer you up enough to eat my flashing a small smile. When you only relaxed your muscles Xioa’s smile returned to a frown.

“Bodies are fragile, it’s important to take care of your body. I would love to live together as long as possible, but you have to make the decision yourself to eat.” His words were filled with such genuine love. With those words he left the room. Now it was just you and the food once again. Xiao’s words echoed through your brain on repeat and you slowly began to eat the food before you. At first you were disgusted but you quickly began to eat more once you felt hunger crashing down on you.

Bennet

He thought you didn’t like his cooking at first. So instead he brought you to good hunter. You ordered your favorite food and even Bennet wanted to inhale the dish you had ordered yet, you haven’t even glanced at the meal. Bennet eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“Why aren’t you eating?” His voice was only filled with one emotion, confusion. “I-…” you just couldn’t get the word out of your mouth. They just clogged your throat. Bennet gasped quietly when he came to the realization of what was happening before him. “This is my fault… isn’t it?” Bennet was already on the verge of tears. “No! Bennet!” You were quick to jump out of your chair. “It’s because of my bad luck… it always is.” He wasn’t on the verge of tears anymore, they were already sliding down his embarrassed flushed cheeks. “If your stressed about all my bad luck we can’t take a break from this relationship?” He sounded so heartbroken. “No it’s not you at all Bennet.” Your voice was breaking. “Then please eat, just a few bites.” His tears slowed as he wiped his runny nose and tear stained cheeks. “That’s not how it really works Ben…” your voice dropped in disappointment. “Please, just a few bites?”

The desperation in his begging caused you to cave. You slowly raised the food to your mouth. You took a fast bite before gagging. Bennet frowned at this but that frowned quickly turned upside down as he watched you swallow the food. His face was beaming and now he keeps a hawk eye on your diet.

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day-at-rhodes-island · 9 months

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Thoughts on closure? (Take this as an excuse to ramble to your hearts content)

You are too kind Hoa.

Unfortunately, despite quite a bit of somewhat recent Closure content, there hasn't been much to say about her that I haven't said already.

It was nice to see her in episodes 10 and 11, but for the most part her characterization is pretty much exactly what we already knew, just presented in a way that doesn't require you to have scoured every bit of lore that mentions her to put it together. This may mean she will be a more major character in later events, which could be fun (I would love an event that went into detail about the lifestyle of a "normal" vampire).

There is one scene in 10-14 before that I did really like though:

Closure: Your work environment is way too... Feist: Impoverished? You can speak your mind, the commander isn't here. Closure: ...Way too much of a challenge. *cough* *cough*... Feist: Miss Closure... Closure: What's up? Feist: D-Did you know, when you talk about being challenged, your eyes seem to... light up? Physically. Closure: Huh? Really? Must be because I'm getting excited... Is it scary? Feist: I-It's fine. Feist: To be honest, it wasn't until I met you that I found out... Uhh, that Sarkaz can do more than just fight. Closure: Oh... Uh, there are a lot of people who aren't fighters, like me. Closure: Naturally, I'm a vampire, so of course I was born with some handy talents. Feist: Huh? Y-You... what is this speed?! It'd take a week for me to do what you did in a single night! Closure: Why do you think the pillars of Rhodes Island are so good? Closure: Take a good look at my eyes. If the Rhodes Island landship was filled with vampires, working at night would be no problem, and we'd cut down big on the electricity bill. Feist: Are there... a lot of vampire engineers? Closure: Of course not! They... They all... Feist: Hey, why'd you start shuddering all of a sudden? Closure: Blame Londinium. It's been a long time since I last felt the fear of being this close to a den of evil. Look, my hands are totally frozen stiff! And I need these hands! Feist: Could it be... that Team 6 ran into...? Closure: I sure hope not. Closure: If so... For real, I need to give you guys a serious warning. Closure: Just in case... I mean, just in case—if you ever run into another vampire, run! Closure: No, it might already be too late by then.

Closure starts bragging about being a vampire, and then immediately has a physical reaction to just thinking about what most vampires are like. It's so good. She also gets to be a little scary (yay!).

I enjoyed this one too:

Closure: Not bad! For an instant back there, I thought I was gonna get my head painted over Londinium's walls! Amiya: It was Misery's Arts. He wouldn't see us hurt. Misery: Right... Kal'tsit told me your brain was an important asset to Rhodes Island. Closure: My hands don't come cheap either, c'mon! Closure: After that, I'm never asking to hitchhike with you again... Blaze carrying me everywhere is a way smoother ride than your Arts!

Blaze Express enjoyer Ada Church. Also, unless I've forgotten something, this is about as close as we get to Kal and Closure interacting during both episodes, which brings me to my next point:

I didn't like the treatment she got in the last scene of episode 11. They both: didn't really give her a reaction to Kal'tsit doing that and didn't make her punch out those mooks. Like, maybe she knew Kal would be okay, but it's weird Shining gets a reaction, while the person specifically stated to care about Kal'tsit in Kal'tsit's files doesn't, right? They were doing so well and they dropped the ball right at the end! Make Closure do a violence and feel sad about it!!

Oh, and I very much enjoyed Weedy's oprec, in which we learn that she smells of machine oil.

#arknights #closure #ramblings

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aetheternity · 1 year

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Its been a year my love 💞

By the time this is posted I will have been a Venti main for a year and I can't even begin to properly explain how much this sweet angel has done for me. He doesn't even realize how much he's impacted my life.

I've talked about it a couple times before but when I started playing Genshin, Chongyun was my favorite character but after I had finished the archon quest Venti had quickly made it to the number two spot within the next three months he'd became my favorite. (Because Chongyun refused to come home and because Xingyun shippers ruined him for me ya'll know the drill at this point.) I remember saying that despite my love for him I wasn't going to pull for him because I hated using bow characters on my laptop.

I had had such a difficult time with the Dvalin part of Mondstadt's archon quest and I kept dying with Venti though I found humor in it as his dying line kept going waa waa waaah. I started playing through the Liyue quest and once I was done with that I found myself missing Venti so much. I quickly returned to Mondstadt to do his story quest and it was during his trial period that I knew I wanted him so much.

After that I started training everyday to get good at using bow characters. I would use my Fischl's aimed shot as much as possible and worked myself up until I was very comfortable using bow characters. His rerun ended up being a good five months after all of that and I didn't pull any characters on any banner except for Gorou on Itto's first ever banner. He came home during the Irodori festival with one pull sixty one soft pity, guaranteed because I had gotten Mona on the last banner.

I was so excited I sobbed because I finally had my beautiful boy and he's barely left my team since. I only take him off when I'm fighting anemo related bosses or anemo resistant bosses.

I love to think that he was waiting for me to pull because he came home so fast. I told my friend at the time how much I love him. He's just such a beautiful character.

I wanna properly explain all my feelings and the reason I love him the way the way I do and I finally feel mentally prepared to get it all out there.

So here we go. Around the time I started playing Genshin I had recently gotten out of a pretty messy breakup. The guy in question and I had started dating when we were eighteen our relationship lasted till we were twenty. During this time my now ex had been trying to help me cope with the fact that I was a child abuse victim.

Not gonna get too deep into that but I had realized when he was talking to me about his family and the kind of relationship he'd had with his mom that my childhood wasn't normal and I was extremely jealous of how kind and gentle his mother was towards him in comparison to how my parents were. Which lead to resentment pretty early on which made me lash out at him a lot. I had spent a lot of that time trying to piece together my feelings trying to cope with all this new found hurt and I was so young I didn't know how to.

But even before he'd made me look at it genuinely I'd always had this feeling. This gnawing weight on my chest like I wasn't breathing as though a weight were sat on my chest. It started when I was probably about thirteen that I didn't feel free. I'd go to school and be happy to be out of my house but I everyday I felt an immense sense of dread at the knowledge that I'd have to go back home. I knew I was dealing with something bad because I grew less and less happy as I aged and everything made me mad. I was always mad or sad and I took it out on everyone.

When I was sixteen I was diagnosed with depression. Things get darker from here so trigger warning.

Circling back to when I was eighteen. I had asked my mom if I could go to therapy because my ex had told me I needed it for my anxiety (which I'd had my whole life) and my depression (Keep that in mind). I was paired up within a few weeks with a man who was in sixties. Long story short he didn't help me and I ended up leaving therapy with more trauma then I'd gone in with. He'd constantly made really gross remarks towards me and asked me about my period and when I was going to get on birth control.

He'd even asked me when I was planning to have sex with my then boyfriend and when I'd told him I wasn't sure if I was ready he'd told me to hurry and decide or my now ex would probably dump me for an easier girl.

Something I've neglected to mention until now was that even with my boyfriend back then I hadn't felt like he was a completely safe space. We fought a lot and he'd often said things that made me feel worse about myself. He slut shamed me and got really mad when we had the exes talk and he found out I had more exes than he did. He'd screamed at me a couple times and he had lovebombed me less than a month into the relationship. But I was a dumb eighteen year old who thought I was in love so yeah..

That weighed feeling was so intense with him because he never left me alone and he didn't respect my boundaries at all. I'd ask him to give me an hour of space he'd get mad and guilt trip me into shortening the time or telling me I didn't love him. He'd cry and I'd stay. Once we had actually broken up he'd cursed me out so bad said that I'd been a horrible girlfriend and that I was a loser yada yada yada. He'd turned all our friends against me but we had stayed friends because I still had feelings for him.

During that time he made fun of anything I said. Told me he hated me and wished I'd just fuck off and confessed to me that he hadn't been truthful during our relationship about never having done anything sexual with anyone. (We were both bisexuals) he'd given oral to a guy two years before we dated and I had never done oral or anything sexual with anyone which I had been honest about.

Once I'd finally cut ties with him for good the entire weight of every single thing he'd done, everything my parents had done to me, my old therapist all of it came crashing down on me like a ton of bricks. I had started cutting again for the first time since I'd been hospitalized at sixteen and I had been gifted a new therapist she is the same woman I still have to this day. At the time I was nineteen and by the time I was twenty I had slowly started to get slightly better. By the time I finally picked up Genshin I was twenty one years old. I was still suffering pretty bad mentally from all the horrible pain I'd suffered in a relationship with my ex and my relationship with my parents was god awful I couldn't talk to them about anything.

I played through the first story quest of Genshin and Paimon had asked Venti what the god Barbatos stood for and when he said freedom I felt like I could breathe again for the first time. Like he'd shoved that boulder on my chest away and was pulling me out of the rubble I'd been buried beneath for so long.

Freedom was all I ever wanted to have. All that I had been secretly pining for and ever since then Venti's had such a deep place in my heart. I fell in love with him so fast. I found LunAsmr about three weeks later and I listened to Venti tell me he loved me. Sometimes I wish I could tell him personally just how much he's changed my life cause who knows where I'd be without him.

I don't know maybe I've said too much but every time I hear a new voice line from him or I get new information about him I fall so much more in love with him. I felt like I was too broken to be loved or to feel love towards another living thing but he came along and took all of that worry away. He's not a comfort character he's THE comfort character and I am so thankful that Hoyo made him because he's my everything now. I'm in such a better place.

He has the biggest room in my teapot and the number one spot on my team because he's just that important to me because he's so honest and kind and everything I never knew I wanted.

If you've actually read this far wow and thank you. All of this stuff is so heavy but I knew I wanted to get this out for the anniversary of my favorite character coming home to me. I know I'm putting a lot of information out there for a bunch of strangers to read but I wanted people who I will never see in real life to know everything, all of the beautiful things Venti has done for my life because I can't tell Venti himself!

I'm so happy to have mained this amazing archon for this long though and I can't wait till we reach two years. I hope other Venti mains have just as much peace in his existence as I do everyday.

#just my own little personal stuff about Venti

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basil-the-middleground · 1 year

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Ring the Bell

AN: I'm fine. Everything's fine. I totally didn't write this weekend in sadness after that match. In all seriousness thought, this came out of nowhere!

If you want to see it in AO3 form, link is right here!

AN 2: I don't know why, but towards the end, I made them very, very affectionate for some reason.

The title was still cold.

It laid on his stomach as he splayed out on the bed, a single thought echoing more and more in his head.

He doesn't want this championship. Not anymore.

It was fun, being able to challenge people from all types of backgrounds, and having more matches then he prepared for. A lot of work sure but he knew it was gonna come someday. He was extremely grateful about finally having some type of gold in AEW. People were finally taking him seriously.

But that's where his problem started. People took him seriously. He had to start caring.

When he started caring, the laid back attitude went away, and he became…something that came out only when he's focused.

He gets more red, more violent, cocky and aggressive. He takes more risks. Risks that isn't feeling like it's worth it anymore, not when he's now alone in a 2 bed hotel room he booked in advance, with a championship that has now warmed up on his stomach.

Slowly, Orange lifts his arms until it's above his head, the championship a weird blurry mess of gold, and the patriotic splashes of red, white and blue.

This stupid thing.

He had it but at what cost?

He hadn't seen Trent and Chuck since the match, besides them coming in and saving him. They haven't properly talked since he faced Trent. Chuck texts him gifs, but that's it. Danhausen's injured and texted that he was going somewhere else for the night.

He was alone. Just him and the belt.

He didn't know when the belt's color started to blur even more but he realized what was happening when he felt warmth sliding down his face. He inhaled slowly, to stop the rest from coming, but the exhale ended choked.

The belt flew across the room, landing and tumbling on the floor.

The only sound after that was Orange's face in the pillow, muffled cries leaking out into the room.

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"Tell me if this is a bad idea-"

"It's a bad idea."

Chuck glares at Trent. "I didn't finish, dickhead." Trent held his hands up, a small smile on his face. A small win for Chuck, since he hasn't done that in a week. That might change with his next sentence. "I was about to say maybe…we should…go see Orange?"

Trent looks at Chuck, who was now having second thoughts about this.

He was caught in the middle of this…things that happened between Trent and Orange. He knew that they were doing a match against each other, he knew that there were both competitive (despite what Orange acts like most of the time). He didn't prepare for them to take a friendly match and make it that much intense. He also didn't know that Trent was gonna be that hurt, and if Trent was hurt, he was hurt. That's his Best Friend.

However, he didn't like leaving Orange in the ring, or seeing him being with just Danhausen by his side (not stifling the little demon but recently…he's been doing some weird stuff). He wanted some harmony back.

But if it's not going to happen today, that's fine. It's cool, nothing to really worry-

"Ok."

Wait, what?

"What?" Chuck said out loud.

"I said ok. Let's go see him."

"…you're not planning on killing him, are you?"

Now it was Trent's turn to glare at Chuck. "Chuck, what the hell?"

"I'm just saying, you said Ok way too fast!"

"Well it wasn't a hard option! I just wanted some time away from him." Trent threw his arms up. " I got butthurt after the match, I didn't want to take it out on him, he didn't deserve it, so I just avoided him this week."

"Including text?"

"You know I haven't been texting a lot lately…"

"We'll talk about that later. Right now, it's orange time!"

"Wait, now?!"

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Ok, so they didn't go immediately to his room.

First they got peace offerings from the gift shop downstairs: orange juice, some new protein chips Orange started eating, some sour candy, an skyscraper book (Chuck's reasoning being Orange was into architecture stuff, and he wasn't lying. Problem was the book was intended for toddlers). They stuffed it all in Orange's bag that he left with them.

After that, they went by Danhausen's room and quickly checked on him. A little bruises, but he was fine. They would have stayed longer but Hook looked like he was going to kill them, and Jungleboy was ready to pass out.

Third place they went to…was back to Danhausen's room to get Orange's damn room number. This time, they gave Orange's protein chips to Hook as a peace offering. (When they got to the elevator, Trent pulled another bag he bought out of his hoodie.)

Finally they reached the floor to where Orange's room was.

Then Trent stops at the first couple of doors. Chuck notices way too quickly, and went back, putting one of his arms around Trent's shoulder as they took a much slower pace.

"Nervous?"

He didn't get a response. They kept walking.

"Why are you still friends with me?"

That's not what Chuck was expecting to come out of Trent's mouth.

"I drove Yuta away, I got pissed off at Orange for winning a match, I didn't like Danhausen at first. I'm not really a likable guy, I have a bad temper, and I drive people away."

"Bullshit."

The hard tone made Trent's eyes wide. Chuck's face was determined, his green eyes sparked with a flame he's seen from time to time directed at him.

"Yoots wanted to impress you so bad when he was here. And yes, you might have been harsh when he was here, but you wasn't the full reason he went out on the group. He was eyeing the BBC for a while just as much as they were. He still asks about you."

"He-he does?"

Chuck's eyes soften, and so does his tone. He brings Trent closer to him. "Yeah. So does Danhausen, and Orange, and Kris. They all care about you just as much as I do. And I care a hell of a lot about you."

He knows they will have to talk a lot more after, but the way Trent hugged onto him tells him that for now, they got some kind of understanding.

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He's turned on the TV to replace the lights at some point, but honestly he doesn't remember when. Maybe when he finally threw the championship somewhere else in the room. Whatever. It could be in a ditch right now for all he cares. He wasn't even paying attention to whatever was on.

Orange hated crying. Everytime he did, his face got super red, he can't really breath properly for a while without it starting with a hitch, and his face became puffy. It takes him a long time to recover, everything becomes a trigger for him to start the cycle all over again, and he hated it.

But he's human, and crying out your feeling is something that happens when everything is just too much.

Including the banging rhythmic knocking that appeared out of nowhere.

On the other side, the Best Friends prepared themselves to greet. Chuck tossed a bag of chips at Trent, while Chuck had Orange's bag in his hand. They looked at each other in a silent agreement: this is it.

They heard the clicking of the lock, and they both lifted up their peace offerings to Orange, but Trent and Chuck's small smiles quickly faded when they took in their friends state. Bloodshot red eyes greeted them, along with a flushed face, chest, and dried tear tracks.

Alarmed and with a sudden urge to just comfort, Trent raised his arms up in a invitation for a hug, which made Orange's eyes widen a bit. But then his body almost slams into Trent's, his arms by his side but his face buried in Trent's neck.

By the time the trio entered the room, Trent could feel his hoodie becoming significantly damper. Orange was saying something, but it was buried into his neck, and was followed by sobs that made Trent's eyes start to burn. Chuck locked the door and starting putting the gifts up while Trent was just trying to sooth their best friend as best as he can, rubbing Orange's back and talking softly to him.

Orange knew he was going to be on a hair trigger, but he didn't know it was going to go off so soon. He was an absolute wreck of emotions that he wasn't used to letting loose this freely, but they were here. He feels Trent's rumbles, hear the repeated words of 'it's ok, we're right here, we got you', slowly letting the sobs turn into sniffles and slight hitches.

Eventually, he slowly lifted his face from Trent's neck, looking more towards the floor than his friend in front of him. He had to tell them, tell them both what he wanted. He heard Trent sigh, still rubbing his back which was calming him down more.

"Orange…" He knew what Trent was about to say, and he didn't want that. So he started shaking his head, and humming the words 'no' to the best of his ability. He finally looks up and sees Trent and Chuck's (who was on the other bed and was probably there the whole time) face of worry. He backs away from Trent, grabbing his other hand and leading him to where Chuck was. He sat on the left side of Chuck, and brought Trent next to him, becoming sandwiched between them.

The best friends brought each of their arm around Orange. Chuck spoke. "What's up, Orange?"

"I…I don't want this championship anymore." Chuck and Trent looked at each other, then looked back at Orange. "I feel different, I'm acting… different, and I don't like it." His voice wobbles a bit, but there's a rough tone underneath. "I got Danhausen hurt, I thought I lost this friendship and it's not…it's not worth it anymore."

This was new. Orange really felt indifferent for the title until a month ago, and that was when-

A lightbulb went off in Chuck's head. It couldn't be. "Hey Cass?"

Orange hum in question.

"When you started feeling like this?"

"About…a month ago. Why?"

"Didn't you also start beefing with Kip a month ago?"

Two more lightbulbs went off in the room. It feel like a collective epiphany, and once they reached it, they all groaned and fell back into the bed.

That….that would explain a lot. Kip Sabian was the master of mind games, with the only people possibly immuned to it being Moxley and Kingston. (A mixture of their minds being the most complicated and also they would probably pumble the shit out of Kip in one go.) Any opponent he had a long feud with has been subjected to this, so this should have been easily seen. But they weren't focused on Kip. They didn't really care. So Kip made them care.

Chuck lets out a breathless chuckle. "That box motherfucker."

Orange exhaled. And then he felt tears on his face yet again. Damn trigger happy tears.

Trent saw Orange crying again and started rubbing his arm.

This was gonna be a bump to get through, but they know it's gonna be fine in the end. Best Friends (all of them) will prevail.

(And yes, after Orange's body finally stopped crying, he asked for some orange juice, and to put the belt in his bag.)

#AHHHH IM DONE #3 DAYS AND IT'S DONE!#MY FIRST AEW FIC #PLEASE ENJOY #orange cassidy #chuck taylor #trent beretta #yes orange cries a lot in this #my bad

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I have to admit, no one knows about my secret lil tumbler about what happened to me. The people in my life know it happened but no one else; but they have no clue I'm doing this. Ig its because I know it's intense. But honestly, idk if anything will come of this tumbler. But either way, I think it's important that I keep writing.

My current partner (not my monster of an ex) is the kindest, gentlest and most caring and affectionate man. I love him so much. I hope it lasts forever lol, we are so alike and we have so much fun together. We respect each other and are very communicative. He's aware of everything that happened with my ex.

I still can't really believe it happened.

What's worse is that I had gone back to see him yet again, a week after it happened. I know. What the fucking fuck was wrong with me, you're asking yourself. I'm asking myself the same thing. I must have had insane Stockholm syndrome... He was very manipulative. I was manic and completely alone in the world with no friends or family who I could see in person to talk to. Don't worry, I made it out without a scratch that time, and will never go back.

My current partner and I met about 7 months ago about 2 months after I moved closer to my sister. We were off and on for a while because he and I both have mental illness and couldn't seem to communicate well enough. He broke up with me kind of, he claims I was forcing him into doing it. Who knows who was right about that, we we're both so out of it mentally, both of us were all over the place. Now, we are both medicated and it's night and day.

I don't think I've ever known true love until I met my current partner. He is everything a man ought to be. I love him for all of him. The good and the bad (although with him, the good outweighs the bad every single fucking time). I also feel that he and I love each other equally. One doesn't love one more than the other. We love each other completely. He's a nerd which I resonate with lol. And he's extremely talented! I fell in love with him almost instantly. Our bond was strong and our chemistry was everything.

Then he broke up with me one night out of the blue after a month of dating. My sister wrote me off for about 5 months for a while... You have to understand, she and I were best friends my entire life... I had no one to talk to. No one to go to. I was so depressed and so sad... I admit that's when I drove to see my ex. Unfortunately for me, I didn't know that my current partner would later contact me again to reconnect... I definitely wouldn't have done what I did. I was so love sick... Its hard to explain and it's just... A lot. I know.

My current partner spoke of how he feels guilty.. my sister and I recently reconnected and I felt that I had to tell her what happened while we werent talking. I had to tell her that my first thought when I was about to pass out from being strangled was that I was never going to see my sister again or my family again.

The relief I feel now that my sister and I are talking again... Is so immense. It feels as if I was in an ice bath whereas now my body feels more at ease and my mind feels less burdened.

It's hard not to feel responsible for what he did to me. I knew he was dangerous. I guess I just truly didn't expect anything like that to happen to me. Didn't think he could go that far. People should know about what he did. I'm just too afraid to tell anyone who he is for fear of his reaction if or when he finds out. I'm terrified of him and so should anyone be.

He has put multiple men in hospitals. When he fights he wins. He is scary. He has violent priors. Very manipulative. I'm extremely concerned for his next girlfriend. I'm worried he could definitely kill someone... I have basically no legal leg to stand on except for a t shirt with blood and DNA all over it from that night.

Please. If you know anyone who does pro bono law or knows someone who does, if they think I have a leg to stand on, please drop me a line.

#domestic violent relationships #violent impulses #violent night #abuse survivor #trauma survivor #ptsdsurvivor #complex ptsd #shellshocked #i almost died #abusiveboyfriend #physical abuse

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icepixie · 11 months

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SNW 2x01

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Not bad. Definitely a more interesting episodic plot than almost anything in season one. Maybe they've finally found their legs.

Sad we got only two minutes of Una and Pike, but I liked what we got. "You cannot resign. The loss to Enterprise would be unimaginable. ...To me." (I'm reading it as "loss to me would be unimaginable," not "I can't imagine the loss to Enterprise." Because of course I am.) Hopefully more next week.

Everybody looked friggin' amazing in their undercover gear. A-plus costuming. Christine especially looked fantastic. Very D&D chic.

The special effects feel so different than what I mentally associate with Star Trek, even the later series that used CGI. I think it has something to do with the "camera" angles they're using to show said special effects, like spiraling down Starbase 1 at the beginning. I recall prior series doing more of things just moving around onscreen while the camera stayed in one place. (I could totally be misremembering, though.) I like it a lot; it feels very cinematic. It clashes a smidge with the set design, which is much more old school/almost 70s and 80s sci-fi movie (especially the predominantly white corridors, all the angles rather than softer curves), but that's fine.

M'Benga and his actor were outstanding here and he's secretly becoming my favorite character. "Nice guy must do violence" is old as the hills, but I liked that they acknowledged that he would take any other choice besides what they do, and he chooses it deliberately. So often that trope comes out of left field because the nice guy gets too emotional or whatever. I also really, really like his and Chapel's father-daughter-type relationship.

But Pelia. PELIA. BEST ADDITION TO THE SHOW. PERFECTION. I still miss Hemmer and wish we could have them both, but goddamn I love her character already. We needed something to lighten up this episode and she did that well. The concept of these Lanthians living undiscovered among humans until quite recently is interesting and I would like to see how that went down when they were discovered.

On the downside: Spock/Chapel is grating in just about every way possible. There is just no there there for me. Logically, I get it--Christine I'm sure has some kind of alien kink and half-breeds are even more entertaining, Spock released his emotions or whatever last season and I think it involved Chapel (don't care enough to check). But it's kind of like Archer and T'Pol, something in the interaction between them just screams "nope" despite how the PTB are writing it.

I honestly don't understand why I find Spock's journey towards feeling things so off-putting. This should be something I like. B'Elanna's human/Klingon stuff was cool. Troi's human/Betazoid stuff was cool. Why is this not? Is it because the thing he's struggling to accept is feeling emotions and I just don't really give a shit about that? Or is it that Spock is by far the character we already know the most about and any time spent on him is time we could be spending on any other character?

...Sorry, Spock-lovers. A little of him goes a long way for me.

On to the next episode. Next week. Like the heathens we were when watching network television, ugh. I don't absolutely hate spacing them out, especially when there are so few, but I definitely prefer being able to go at my own pace.

#star trek: strange new worlds #strange new worlds #strange new worlds spoilers #snw spoilers

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almost-a-class-act · 8 months

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I’m a fave anon? Oh stop it, if I could colour text I’d be red. I’ve already spoken enough about how you’ve converted me to post war era stuff so ill stick to war dads.

The “we’ve spent literally every day since we’ve met together and now you’re going on a 2 week bender I’m sure I’m gonna be able to cope” Banika excursion is so underrated. Just Andy trying to not miss that Eddies not 2 steps behind him nodding to everything he says- having to drag Gunny with him on his walks around camp instead-, no one lounging in his tent, no out of tune bluegrass around camp, no one who he can talk to about home, and wondering why he can’t focus on his work properly and feels just ever so off-kilter- he shouldn’t be stressing so bad when he’s sent his hard working Lt on what’s essentially a holiday.

Meanwhile Eddie’s 10 bootleg cocktails in, barely able to light a cigarette let alone walk, having middle of the early morning deep/drunk talks with Burgie about the respective loves of their lives, each omitting information to not jinx anything of course, and realising his is a 20 min boat ride (or a swim, if you’re a lovesick idiot) away and hoping he’s just as lonely as him across the water. I’m a huge sucker for oblivious Andy and desperately pining Eddie tho, sue me.

Hilldane anon back again p2 no stopping this deranged train. Everyone catching onto the fact Hillbilly’s only playing love songs and ballads recently and keeps teasing him about who’s the special someone. Special someone is absolutely fucking oblivious Haldane who’s just tryna keep his boys alive, get more than 1 hour sleep a day, not catch malaria, and can only really relax a bit when there’s music playing now.

Hilldane anon your brain is too powerful! Lmao. I was waiting to respond to this until I was on my laptop again because I hate typing at length on mobile and then part 2 came through and I was like, excellent. Good timing!

Eddie Oh NO I Love Him Jones and Andrew Absolutely Fucking Oblivious Haldane, my beloved. Andy out here like, yeah of course my lieutenant is my ride or die best friend and I rely on him above all others and I want to be in any room he's in and I trust him with my life and maybe we snuggle sometimes, that's how everyone feels about their buddy. Meanwhile Eddie falls hard immediately and then wonders every day if he was just born to get his heart shattered. How have I managed to write absolutely zero (0) non-established relationship hilldane?

(Sidebar, obviously you'd mention Burgie, my very own small son, winner of the best war boy of the year award every year) (What if I background paired him with Snafu, what then?) (Girl no one cares about your crackship, get back to the war dads) (Yo but I do like the idea of Eddie the next day being like, well fuck not only did I say all of that shit but I said it to an NCO and there's supposed to be that barrier that I just blew right past, and Burgie is just like, sir I'll be honest it was nice talking to another fucking grownup around here).

I just finished reading Strong Men Armed, the Bob Leckie book about the US Marines in the Pacific during WWII (there's even an Andy mention!) and I have rotting coconut crab-infested 100 degree heat monsoon soaked islands on the brain. It sucks out here but it sucks slightly less with you and I'm only just now realizing that's because I'm in love with you is so top tier, it makes my brain itch. Is too sad if they only figure it out right before, you know, the thing where they each miraculously narrowly avoid death? You know what, I don't care, I think if you're into this ship it's because you like getting your heart ripped out.

#i'm going to have to rewatch the pacific again this week i can feel it #hilldane

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thisbuildinghasfeelings · 1 year

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Weighing facts: we know for a fact now that the tragedy has an impact on Carlos. We know Roxana Brusso is present at the wedding but Benito Martinez's name is not visible on the call sheet. I'd expect it to be next to her's. We know Carlos is wearing Gabriel's ring. Weighing up possible foreshadowing: Max asking Rafa questions about Gabriel seemed telling to me. And everything to do with Gabriel has been ominous or poignant this season. 'He's lucky to have you/ Yeah you too', and Carlos having more of a reunion with Gabriel than TK. Carlos opening up to his mom about how he feels about fatherhood because of Gabriel and their relationship only being ok recently. Then Owen and Gabriel cementing their own family bond in last week's episode. Everything points to Gabriel dying I'm sorry to say. I agree with everything you'd said about why it wouldn't make sense and would be way too rushed, but I'm sure they're going to do it anyway for the drama, even when they'll have plenty more going on with Robert/Owen and Judd and Grace.

Ok, I'm not going to deny it looks bad when you put everything together like that and look at it from a certain perspective. But I'm still holding on to hope! I will now counter each point.

First, the call sheet: We're seeing only a portion of a call sheet. We don't even necessarily know the purpose behind the list of names because it seems very incomplete. It's not like every single wedding guest was listed except Gabriel. Also, Roxana's name does not have a report time next to it. The only names with report times are the members of the Strand family. I don't think we need to read anything into his name being absent from this particular call sheet.

Carlos wearing Gabriel's ring: There is a sad explanation for this--Gabriel died and Carlos inherited the ring. But there's also a happy explanation for this--Gabriel gave Carlos the ring to wear for the wedding. Also, Rafa is clearly hiding his left hand in that picture to hide the wedding ring. If Gabriel dying was the huge surprise tragedy of the finale, wouldn't he have also tried to hide Gabriel's ring?

Max asking Rafa questions about Gabriel: There's no way Max has seen the finale yet or has any information regarding the fate of Gabriel. He probably asked questions about Gabriel because Gabriel was in the last episode. Also, the storyline from episode 12 was a major Carlos storyline and Carlos' reasoning behind not feeling ready to have kids was pretty tied to Gabriel. I don't think there's cause to read anything into the meaning behind Max's questions.

Poignant Gabriel storylines: I don't think anything here has to be foreshadowing death. A lot of this season has been about developing Carlos' backstory and his relationship with family. The poignant Gabriel moments have been along that line. There have also been very poignant moments with Carlos and Andrea. (Also between TK and Owen!) Carlos is clearly rebuilding his relationship with his parents. If anything, the comment made to Andrea in episode 12 shows more work to be done on that rebuilding between Carlos and Gabriel. In my opinion, that indicates possible future Carlos/Gabriel storylines, or a nice moment like Gabriel giving Carlos his ring for the wedding. To me, none of this is inevitably foreshadowing Gabriel's death.

Owen and Gabriel cementing their family bond: I don't see why this would necessarily be foreshadowing Gabriel's death. If anything, it indicates the opposite to me. The Reyes family and the Strand family coming together as one is lovely and does not have to mean one of them is dying.

It could happen. I'm not denying that. I just don't think it will, and I certainly don't think it's inevitable based on what we've seen. It doesn't feel right to me. If I'm wrong, I will file away this post along with the detailed post I made the day before the premiere extensively listing all the reasons why Carlos couldn't possibly be married to Iris. But until then, I'm going to keep the hope alive!

#anon ask #lone star speculation

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trans-xianxian · 1 year

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hmm feeling very weird abt my job lately.. I love the kids and it's a very easy and comfortable job for the kind of work that it is but I just always feel kept out of the loop on important stuff that everybody else seems to know. like the program I work with does summer camps and nobody told me that it might not happen this year until it was actually approved to happen. but all of my other coworkers were aware of this and nobody thought that maybe that was important info for me to have?? this itsnt even the only instance of me not being told work stuff that everyone else is made aware of

I'm also just so unclear about the rules? like for the kids? I've worked there since the beginning of the school year and there are Still things I don't know if the kids are allowed to do and not for lack of trying. this has bothered me from the beginning like. it doesn't make me appear to be a very responsible and reliable adult or authority figure to the kids when I'm always having to defer to my boss/co teacher about what is and is not allowed. I've literally never worked in an education/childcare environment where the rules were so unclear and flip floppy or where I have no input on classroom expectations

idk I just don't rlly feel like a respected or valued part of the team which is not only frustrating on a base level of like. that's not how you should feel at your job but also like... the kids pick up on that dynamic and take me and my instructions for them less seriously and I often don't feel listened to by them not because they're disrespectful kids or they don't like me but because they see me as less of an authority figure because thats how I'm treated by my boss. and it's like I Know that I'm not bad at my job. I am a good teacher and have literally never experienced this kind of thing before it's just so weird and uncomfortable

not to mention I always feel left out socially but like. that's true in most places. this sounds kind of pathetic lmao but I am used to not fitting in by now I've spent 21 years this way it would be silly of me to be surprised by it at this point but that doesn't make me feel any less lonely and down when I'm left out of social experiences everybody else gets to be a part of

these aren't recent things but I think w everything else going on in my life at the moment its all weighing on me more, and I definitely feel like my boss has been treating me differently and not as well ever since my mom died and I also get the impression that she's getting tired of me still not being able to do certain things because of my foot. idk it's like I came back from my week off after my mom passed and she's just been so much less friendly? I thought I was maybe making it up in my state of emotional distress but it's Only her being like this

but like... I don't want to make any dramatic career choices while going through a difficult part of my life personally and emotionally. I don't want to decide to not come back next year or work for a different summer camp while I'm Not Having A Good Time, but it's also hard to feel great at a job I don't feel like I fit in at while I'm also Not Having A Good Time. it's all made even harder by the fact that I rlly love my students and would feel sad not to see them again next year

#also like. I would hope that if my boss had a problem with my work #she would talk to me about it #like if there was something wrong w the way I'm doing my job I'd hope she would just discuss it with me?#that is both the fair thing to do and the thing that would get her what she wants #idk the stuff abt me not being in the loop about summer camp esp bothers me #I've truly been told rlly nothing about it and only hear things when my coworkers talk abt it as if its stuff everyone knows #like. am I going to get fired lmao #and like. I'm good at what I do!! I'm a good teacher!!! I've literally never had this before!#and its not because I'm the youngest one there there are two more teachers who are my age #idk maybe I Do need to do the summer camp I worked at last year #come back to this job next school year after taking a little break and being in a more traditional teaching environment for a little while #even tho that job was more stressful and exhausting maybe a more organized environment would actually be good for me #ugh. need to decide by april first tho because thats when I have to get back to the other summer camp by 😭#sighhh #ghost posts #text

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mermaidsirennikita · 2 years

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Yeah there's really no fake it till you make it so to speak on Broadway? Singing, acting and dancing 8 shows a weeks for months is brutal and requires a lot more skit and talent then most work in show business. That's why when it comes to theater even the decent, nothing special performers are still a lot more talented then your average singer or actor. I'm not too familiar with Beanie's work, from the previews that were posted she can sing, she's not bad. But being able to sing like that, in a show like Funny Girl which is extremley difficult, on a consistent basis? Just being an good singer is not enough.

Honestly, having listened to those previews and bootlegs I think that "good" is generous. Maybe community theater good. But then again, we're both hearing snippets--maybe she's better beyond that, but based on the amount of time she's supposed to work and the strain that would cause... I doubt it.

I'm honestly not here for the "poor Beanie" sympathy act people are putting on. Regardless of who was going to replace her, I think this entire thing is a bad look for her. She's never impressed me as an actress (I thought she was actually quite bad in Impeachment and made a woman who was undeniably in a very sad position come off as annoying). I find it pretty demeaning that people basically say "give her a pass, she's fat". Beanie's weight should never be mocked or made fun of, but it also doesn't mean that she deserves a role more than a skinny person who's more talented than her, ya know?

The reality is that Beanie got the role because the show was built around her--likely because her connections financially boosted it. There are much more talented Jewish actresses (and, I imagine, fat and queer Jewish actresses) who could have done this role. She got the role not because she worked as hard as the vast majority of girls on the come up in theater, but because she was connected. She didn't have the voice necessary for this role. I don't know if any amount of training could've forced that--but I have heard that she didn't train as much as some would've liked, and tbh? The fact that she's missed somewhere around 40 shows makes me feel like that's true. COVID is of course one thing, but I tend to feel like she just wasn't liking the reviews she was getting. And she shouldn't have.

The reality is that getting bad reviews isn't being bullied. Many performers have received worse and have gone on with the show until it closed. Beanie couldn't hack it, and regardless of who was going to replace her I'd be glad to see her replaced because like... I won't pretend to be a Broadway expert but I do love it, and I also won't pretend that Beanie is the only person on Broadway who's benefited from nepotism... Benefiting from nepotism doesn't even make me dislike you--if you can follow the nepotism with talent.

She couldn't. I don't feel bad for her. You're right--being a good singer isn't enough for Funny Girl. She'll be fine. As a former prime minister recently said, them's the breaks.

I just honestly wish that someone who was genuinely able to single this role had been cast from the start, ya know? I've heard her understudy sing--she sounds really good! If she'd been it from the beginning, presented as "the next big thing"... Maybe the show could've done well. Because Beanie was so poorly reviewed and the buzz began about her constantly calling out, ticket sales dropped. So they have to turn around an expensive show that's flopping, which means stunt casting Lea Michele.

Like, don't get me wrong--I hate Lea as a person. She's talented as hell; I don't have to like you to be fair. And she will most likely bring the house down with those songs. But she is a shitty person, and of course none of us want to see shitty people get what they want; but stunt casting a controversial woman with the kind of narrative related to Barbra and Funny Girl that Lea has was the best financial call, because people will likely buy tickets just to see the drama... knowing that they will also see someone sing her ass off. The best way of avoiding this? Would've been casting a Broadway girl who could sing the role in the first place. I don't know that a post-scandal Lea could've played Fanny Brice... if not for Beanie being disastrously cast from the jump.

Anyway, when Ryan Murphy spins this in 10 years I will be READY AND WAITING.

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After the harrowing week on Naboo and Tatooine, Obi-Wan sits me down for my weekly letter to my father to update him on what’s happened, the letter arriving to Mandalore later in the day as it’s such a short flight for the delivery droid ship.

Dear Daddy,

Hello!!! I miss you!!! And Cole. And Uncle Cander. And Uncle Cassie. And JJ and Rass. And Aunt V!

So much has happened this week!!! Most of it really good. Some of it so sad.

Master Qui took Obi and I to Naboo for a dipplmatic diplomatic mission. But then! There was poison! And Obi made a Force shield around me ‘cause I can’t hold my breath like they can. THEN we landed on the planet and got all wet and ran from tank thingies into the water and then there was this fish person- Jar Jar. He was very ugly, Daddy. Very. And annoying. I do not like him.

Then he took us to his underwater palace and it was SUPER cool. I would love to live there and be a mermaid. And swim so much. Anyway. Then the king fish person said jar jar was a criminal so we took him away ‘cause Master Qui said to.

AND THEN we saw the QUEEN only she WASNT the queen she was a dikoy decoy. Then we took the ship only the ship was damaged so we emerjency emergency landed on Tatooine.

AND THEN WE MET ANI!!!!!!! He’s so cool!! He’s MY age!!! Three months older. He won the pod race that we went to. It was awesome. He was a slave but he won his freedom with the race. His mommy is still a slave :( the queen would not free her??? I think the queen is a bad person. Her name is Shmi Skywalker.

Ani is a Jedi! I feel like I’ve maybe known him forever. Master Qui said it was weird how fast our Force bond snapped into place. I like him a lot. He likes to build thingies with machines.

Obi has taken BOTH of us to be his Padawans now. I know it was only supposed to be me when he graduated but he graduated early. The Council didn’t want to keep Ani ‘cause they said he’s too old but we don’t think so. He is so smart. Smarter than me maybe?? He speaks four languages!

Obi Master Obi has to take us both because a mean Sith hurt Master Qui bad. Obi says he’s with Mommy and Master Tahl. I hope they make friends and have picnics. I miss him. I still feel him around me in the Force. When Master Qui was fighting the evil Sith Ani and I hid in a ship and it TURNED ON and Ani PILOTED IT and we shot the big ship in space! And won!!! There is a droid on Naboo named Mr. R2D2 and I was wondering if maybe you could find it???? And bring it home??? So we could have it??? Maybe???? Please????? It’s the best astromek astromech ever. Pls respond.

I am happy to see you so soon and I miss you bunches. Master Fee says he will take me to Mandalore instead of Master Qui but we will still go just as much :))))

Okay I have to go ‘cause Ani and I have school in the morning.

Bye!!!!

Love you!!!!

-Rina

P.S. Chernan, Lili has improved immensely with her spelling! Only three corrections this paper. Please feel free to call me, I know this letter may be concerning. Until our call or the letter next week, Obi-Wan.

Once he receives the letter, Chernan opens it among the privacy of his home, laughing quietly throughout your writing despite his slight panic during some of the news.

Flying around with a new friend? Unsupervised? Shooting things and possibly risking being shot down? Interacting with slaves and possibly slavers?

Ben's note at the bottom makes him laugh even harder. For some reason, it's just really funny to think this man may be sitting somewhere, shitting his pants over the possibility of an angry phone call from Chernan himself.

Rather than calling, writes two different letters, one for you and one for Ben.

It truly is so sad to hear about the passing of his Master. Qui-Gon Jinn seemed like a wonderful man.

Czarina,

How wonderful it is to hear from you this month. Your recent adventures sound so exciting! I'm glad you're safe. I can't imagine how scary it must have been, but I'm also glad you had a new friend to endure it with. Ani. He sounds like a nice boy. I am sure he will love having you by his side, especially during the adjustment period of living in the Temple after having a life elsewhere. You of all people will know what that's like, my darling!

As for R2D2... I will go to Naboo and see what I can do. If he is someone else's droid and they don't want to give him up, please understand I might not be able to bring him. But I promise I will try my best.

For your sake, I hope you never encounter that Jar Jar man again. I can sense your annoyance through the page- and it's adorable, but I also don't wish anger upon you, my sweet girl.

Things have been fairly uneventful here at home... Cole is doing well in school and will be advancing in his jetpack training very soon! Cassius is very proud of him and also says he misses you. He and Cole are sitting with me right now, in fact. They walked in as I'm writing to you. Cole says the next time you come up, we need to go camping! I told him you might like that. Something fun to do in our beautiful forests. Let me know what you think, ner ad'ika.

I've got several fairly big and important political meetings coming up that I hope to secure for the future of Ordo. It will involve partnerships and trade route exchanges that would be excellent for us. More money and travel which will also attract more tourists.

I can't wait to hear from you again, darling. Miss you and love you so much. Thank you for never giving up on these letters! Tell your new friend Ani I said hello. Also, give your Master Obi-Wan a hug. He may need it during his time of grief.

And then, to Obi-Wan.

Dear Obi-Wan,

Thank you for your concern over my possible panic at my daughter's letter- though I assure you my appreciation lies more deeply in the way you looked out for her and kept her safe while on that mission. It is an admiral quality of a Jedi to always be prepared for anything, especially with other lives at stake. Not a day goes by where I doubt your abilities to care for, protect, and nurture my daughter. She is doing very well under your trainings and teachings and I couldn't be more proud. And grateful.

I heard about the passing of your Master, Qui-Gon Jinn, and I express my deepest and most sincere sympathies. He was a wonderful man and I'm sure the loss must be very tough for you. Please know that if there is ever a day you need to... separate from the detached emotions of the Jedi lifestyle... I am one call away. I'm an excellent listener and I won't hesitate to pick up. Also, I won't tattle if feelings are being had.

You are a wonderful man, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Never let any dark days dim your light. Always remember your purpose and your strength, even if it feels like no one else can see it but you.

I will keep you in my thoughts as you proceed through this time of grief.

Chernan Ordo

Several days later, when Obi-Wan receives the envelope, he moves into the quarters to try and find you. "Lili?" he calls, "Are you home?"

The envelope is thicker this time. Perhaps your father sent you something else along with the letter.

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The Warrior of the Moon Chapter 19: Truths after the tragedy

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My eyelids felt heavy, my legs were numb but I was able to move my toes, my feet hurt horribly, as if I had stepped on a bed of nails with my bare feet; My arms hurt a lot, they were heavy and burning, as if I had been exposed to burns, but I could feel my fingers and I could also feel the touch of someone holding my hands. I could barely open my eyes, the light around was dim, but enough to illuminate the surroundings.

¨She woke up!¨ I heard someone scream.

¨Quickly! Someone call a healer!¨ Another voice shouted.

I moved my eyes lazily, trying to look for those who were making too much noise. Two similar faces peeked out to see mine, I recognized them immediately and smiled at both of them.

¨Good morning Aaron, and also your Adrien¨ I managed to whisper, but I didn't have much strength to speak and my throat was slightly dry.

They both started crying, which surprised me. I had never seen Aaron cry, he had always remained serious and very distant in showing emotions such as happiness or sadness, you could say that most of the time he was serious or angry, but seeing him cry right here and now... It made me feel great pain in my heart, what was causing those tears?

On the other hand, Adrien was also injured, he had bandages on his chest that reached his neck, where there is a slight trace of blood, and he has some bandages around his head. After waking up and seeing him, I thought he was crying because his wounds were too painful, but after seeing them both staring at me... I realized that they weren't crying for them, but for me.

After passing a checkup from a healer and being helped into a sitting position on the bed, I was told they found me under some debris from the Carline Canopy after Bahamut unleashed a wave of destruction on Eorzea upon breaking free from Dalamud, apparently a prison that kept him locked up for several centuries, a creation of the Allag before their demise.

When they found me next to the man Elezen, thanks to the twelve he also survived, only we both had first degree burns, since the debris that fell with us prevented us from having worse burns when the sky glowed in flames, but it also hurt my legs and arms due to the weight on my body and I almost risk being crushed. The healers also pointed out to me that my feet were considerably damaged and I would not be able to walk until after two weeks of rest, with corresponding medication and sessions of healing magic.

“How long was I unconscious, sir?” I asked the healer who was treating me, an elderly Roegadyn man who looked exhausted and had dark circles under his eyes.

¨It was 6 days, your brothers arrived recently because no one had been able to identify you, there were many wounded in the battle and also many missing.¨

The healer kindly explained to me that, in the midst of all the chaos created, a prayer circle was formed in the sky with the 12 symbols of the deities with the intention of containing Bahamut, but for some reason, it failed to enclose the Primal; his power and his anger were so great that it was impossible to contain him, but out of nowhere, a light filled the sky of Eorzea and spread... Even without knowing what happened, everyone looked at the sky full of residual Aether that fell on the earth, Bahamut was gone and no one could explain how, but that was not all, when some realized, most of the adventurers who were present at the Battle of Carteneau disappeared without a trace.

I didn't understand how it was possible for thousands of people to disappear in such a moment in battle, but that wasn't what terrified me the most to hear since I woke up.

"The only bad thing is that we can no longer locate those missing in the Battle of Carteneau, due to some strange phenomenon caused in the battle, no one remembers the names or faces of the people who were present there, they have not even been able to start a search because we do not have any information that identifies them. It is a terrible tragedy that we cannot even give them a decent burial if there is no body or a name to put on their tombstones...¨

At that moment I thought I was living a nightmare, I couldn't imagine myself forgetting someone I met from one day to the next...

¨Miss, I know this is probably very sudden for you, but I would like you to cooperate, any information you can remember about these people would be greatly appreciated. Have you requested the help of an adventurer recently?¨ The healer said kindly.

An adventurer? I tried to search my memories to try to remember someone, I had heard that term before, and I had also gone to Carline Canopy to speak with Mother Miounne to ask her about a certain adventurer...

¨Miss?¨ The man's voice slowly became distant, I fell into my thoughts trying to remember something about this person, a name or face, anything!

My head hurt and I felt dizzy, I remember seeing someone when I first arrived in Gridania, it was around my age, they told me their name, helped me... I saved them, and we worked together to support each other...

"Miss, are you okay?" The man's voice was barely a whisper, I clenched my fists in frustration.

I didn't remember their name... I didn't remember their voice... Not even their face...

...Who... Who was?...

Before I knew it, my bandaged fists were shaking in my lap, and became slightly wet with the tears that fell from my eyes, a great feeling of frustration washed over me and hit my heart, but no matter how hard I tried, it was like if something prevented me from remembering it and it was only replaced by light; It hurt me to think that this person I knew was gone, and no one would be able to find if them was hurt. I remember screaming to stop them, I could have sworn I screamed their name, but I couldn't hear them, my ears were ringing and the pain in my head was getting worse.

¨Miss, you better try to rest, you will be transferred to Sharlayan when access to the island is reopened. Until then, you will stay here.¨

The man got up and walked towards another patient who was close to me, it was then that I lay down on my own bed and looked around me a little, I wasn’t the only one who was present, many civilians and soldiers who were wounded are gathered together. In the same improvised room, it seemed that this was the home of a small family, but with so many people injured, at least from here I can count that there are at least 14 or 15 patients.

A few hours passed, but I couldn't sleep, I felt like if I went back to sleep it would probably be another 6 days without waking up, the thought alone made me feel chills, but I didn't have to wait long before I saw Aaron walk into the makeshift infirmary to bring me a bowl of hot soup for me.

"You've gone 6 days without eating, you must be hungry." He told me in a soft voice, it had been a long time since he spoke to me like that.

¨In all honesty brother, I'm not hungry...¨ I lowered my head while holding the bowl of soup in my hands, it hurts a lot to hold it, but not even the delicious aroma of the food could make me take away the feeling I have in my mouth in my stomach when they told me what happened that day.

“You must eat to regain your strength, and well, as rest.” Aaron sighed, trying to cheer me up. ¨I'm sure that in a few days the ships to Sharlayan will flow again, they can't go long without knowing what has happened here, so don't worry...¨

Aaron reached out with his hand to move a few strands of my hair back so I could have a clear view to eat.

"We will return home sooner than you think" he concluded.

I spent a few seconds looking at the bowl of soup, and then Aaron took the bowl and lifted the spoon with some soup broth on it, and brought it to my mouth trying to feed me.

"I'm not a child" I told him reluctantly.

"I know, but you have to eat, the soup is going to get cold and it won't taste good."

With a pout, I opened my mouth and received the spoon with soup, it was hot to say the least, the taste was pleasant and I felt like going days without eating shook my whole body at the arrival of food, my stomach turned, but to my luck, I didn't vomit the soup, I just squirmed a little.

¨Take it easy, I will help you eat, you should consume small bites so that you can consume food regularly again.¨ Aaron said with a serious look, he passed the spoon over the soup again and took another small amount with this.

Before he brought the spoon closer to me again, I asked him.

¨When did you arrive in Gridania?¨

“Today, in fact, I recently arrived here.” I saw how he frowned and looked bitterly at the bowl of soup.

¨The Forum wouldn't allow me to leave the island, and neither would any civilian, so I had to ask a friend for a favor to bring me here and he agreed, we'll probably have problems once all this can calm down a bit.¨

I sigh and then he bring the spoon to my mouth, repeating the process over and over at a slow pace. Although it was evident that he brought with him many problems and worries, Aaron didn’t raise his voice, instead, he remained calm and with his soft tone when speaking.

¨Adrien arrived with you 2 days ago, he also had burns and wounds from the battle, but he was in another makeshift infirmary so it took a while for the healers to allow him to go out and look for you.¨ Aaron paused and left the spoon in the bowl that was still half finished.

¨When he found his cabin destroyed, he went to look for you in various corners of Twelveswood and in Gridania, as well as asking several people he met, he managed to give a physical description about you and that helped his search bear fruit; He found you here unconscious, he has been here taking care of you since then until I could arrive.¨

I felt sad at the thought of how desperate they both were trying to find me in the middle of all this chaos, Adrien was probably desperate to get out of the infirmary even if his condition still wasn't the best and Aaron not hearing from us and not being able to leave the island... They both suffered a lot...

¨Where is Adrien?¨ I asked, I felt my throat close due to guilt.

"He’ll be back in a while, he went to talk to a healer to ask about your condition and he will also have a checkup to see if he will be allowed to return to work soon."

Aaron spooned some soup again and brought it closer to me, but this time I didn't open my mouth.

"Destiny? Does something hurt?¨ His voice sounded worried, and that only made the pain in my throat worse than the rest of my wounds.

“Destiny, do you want me to call a healer?” He kept asking, but I didn't have the strength to answer, so he placed the bowl of soup on the bed and tried to get up to call a healer, but I stopped him abruptly when I took him from the arm.

¨Please stay...¨ I whispered, trying my best to speak, but all of this also hurt a lot.

Aaron took a seat next to my bed again, moving the bowl of soup once more so it wouldn't fall. We were silent for a couple of minutes. I think he realized that I was trying to say something to him but he had to give me my time to speak.

He waited patiently, which surprised me, he had always shown himself to be a busy man and that if there was something to say, it had to be quick, but this time it wasn’t like that, he didn’t pressure me to speak, instead he remained silent. Waiting for my words, this wasn’t the Aaron I knew, but it was clearly him.

¨I’m so sorry…¨ I whispered and felt my chest hurt.

¨I'm so sorry for worrying you both, for everything that happened... I didn't want to hurt you both...¨ Finally my tears fell, I couldn't control them, my emotions overwhelmed me in such a way that I couldn't stop them, I couldn't stop them anymore, couldn’t speak. I raised my bandaged hands to my face to wipe away the tears.

Then I felt Aaron's gentle hands on mine.

“Destiny, none of this is your fault” He said softly, caressing my bandaged hands.

¨There are circumstances that are out of our hands, this calamity was not caused by you, it was out of your reach, so was the decision of the Forum to not allow me to leave the island, as well as the fact that the healers will not allow Adrien to leave until that he wasn’t cured.¨

My tears blurred my vision, but I could clearly feel Aaron's presence near me, I clung to his hands, because I felt that if I let go, he probably wouldn't be there anymore.

¨But I came here... I came here and that caused you...¨

Aaron shifted his position slightly, straightening up.

¨Destiny... Adrien told me the reason why you came here. It's true, I was angry, but you didn't do it with bad intentions, you only cared about your family... I couldn't go look for Adrien, but you did it, because you cared about us; If you didn't, you wouldn't have left me the warning that you were leaving, but in that letter, you promised to come back.¨

Aaron squeezed my hands lightly and he was shaking a little.

¨You are no longer the little girl who first came to Sharlayan, you became a woman, but still... Sometimes the idea of letting you go is difficult for me, because both Adrien and I want to continue protecting you.¨

Finally, Aaron hugged me, it was a gentle hug but full of sweetness and warmth, although I recognized that he doesn’t tend to be very expressive when it comes to giving affection, I never thought he would do it at a time like this.

¨Do you know how I found you that day in the forest?¨ I heard Adrien's voice behind Aaron and I saw how his silhouette approached us, I saw how he went to the other side of the bed and moved the bowl of soup, towards another piece of furniture, he sat on the bed, even with his wounds and body bandaged.

¨Because I became what I am now; Because I wanted to protect those I can still save, a wise man taught me this and thanks to that... I found you.¨

Adrien approached. But he leaned on Aaron to join the hug as well.

¨You were like a ray of light that illuminated our lives and every day that we saw you grow has been the most wonderful we have ever seen, it was when I realized that I have something special to fight for and that I want to protect; and I want to continue doing it.¨

A great wave of emotions invaded me, I was moved by both of their words, my chest hurt so much that I couldn't distinguish if it was because of the injuries I suffered or because of this feeling, but it was... A warmth so pleasant and sweet, that I couldn't. I had felt in a long time... My sadness turned into joy and love, even with my sore arms, I extended them to hug them both; my burns burned under my bandages, but I didn't care, I just wanted to hug them both. For the first time in many years, I realized how fortunate I was to know my brothers... How blessed I was all this time.

I cried in both of their arms, it had been a long time since I was like this... Since I was a little girl and they both accompanied me to sleep when I suffered from nightmares, they hugged me warmly, gave me a glass of milk and lay with me on my bed to see the stars; My room in Sharlayan has a glass ceiling that allows me to see the moon and stars, and they both slept next to me while we watched the night sky, they both tried their best not to sleep at night just because of me, they didn't fall asleep until that I could sleep first; But sometimes it was too much for them and I was only content to hold their hands and lend them my blankets so that neither of them would get cold while they slept. Holding his hands while I slept gave me the security of being able to sleep... That was so long ago...

Then I felt how Aaron tried to get away from me, and then I hugged him a little tighter. I think he noticed that I grimaced because his expression showed disapproval and he moved away. That's when I noticed how he put his hand on my arm and came back to adjust my bandages that were falling off. When he finished, he took a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped his tears. Adrien had also left and then looked at his twin with a mocking smile.

"Aaron, by chance you don't have another handkerchief with you to dry my tears?"

Then Aaron had his usual expression again and grumbled.

¨No, also, how many times have I told you to always have a handkerchief with you at your disposal if the occasion arises? Every day I told you in Sharlayan and you never listened to me!¨

Yeah, that's Aaron.

"How can you expect me to keep up with you when we clearly have different occupations? I work as a soldier, Mr. Elegant.¨ Adrien responded, his tone of voice sounding playful and sarcastic. "I don't think I need tissues to work when I'm exposed to dirt or monster slime, not all of us are fine like your Aaron."

At this point, it was normal for me to see them having those kinds of conversations, Aaron always pointed out Adrien's faults in terms of his environment and stability, but Adrien didn't care much and took it with humor, he knew very well that his own brother, he always wanted to check on his well-being, but sometimes he was simply too serious and strict. It even gave the impression that Aaron acted as if he were a grumpy father and Adrien was the naughty little boy of the family, but the sad reality for both of them is that they are twin brothers, with similar faces and the same age.

Some people even tend to be surprised when they meet both of them and find out that they are twin brothers, because they are so opposite that you could not believe that they are from the same root even if you were able to obviously see that they both have the same face. However, only if you were observant enough could you notice what kind of differences both of them possess in addition to character, including hair color and the marks in their eyes.

¨However, I am glad that you could show some kindness and love from the bottom of your heart towards our sister, hearing your words also touched me quite a bit Aaron¨ Adrien said smiling gently, and his healthy hand reached my head and began to caress me gently.

At these words I could see how Aaron's face flushed slightly and he looked away, feeling ashamed that he had been seen so vulnerable like that even for a brief moment. Then he suddenly stood up and took the almost empty bowl of soup that Adrien had left on a nearby piece of furniture and walked out quickly, before walking away completely he said almost shouting.

¨I'll go get more soup for Destiny! I hope you two are still there resting when I return or I will drag you both to the seven hells if I find out that you are gone even though you are injured!¨

Adrien just laughed out loud as he listened to Aaron's words, his healthy arm stopped caressing my head and raised it higher to say goodbye to his twin as he left the infirmary; I was relieved to see that despite his injuries, Adrien was still showing himself as he always does.

¨You also said corny words Adrien¨ I responded with amocking tone.

“I know, I know, I just wanted to bother Aaron a little. He has been worried about both of you all day, since he arrived, he hadn’t left your side and you could tell how distressed and helpless he felt...¨ Adrien changed his tone of voice, stopping from sounding joking to being serious and calm.

"I haven't seen him cry since Mom and Dad died..." Adrien said, sighing and looking down. "Seeing him like that again, and also the fact that you didn't open your eyes... I didn't know where to put my head and my heart, I felt desperate, trying to find something to do.¨ Then I saw how a tear fell from his eyes, although I couldn't see his expression, I could tell that he felt relieved.

He quickly wiped his face with his hand and looked at me again with his smile.

"I'm happy that you're with us, please don't scare us like that again."

I smiled too and decided to play with him a little to try to cheer him up after everything that had happened recently, I didn't want to keep thinking about our conversation, I simply wanted to be happy with my brothers.

"I'm also happy to be here, but sadly I can't promise to avoid another scare."

At that moment Adrien seemed bewildered.

¨Just wait for the All Saints' Wake of this year, I will give you both a new scare that will make your hair dye white!¨

He finally understood my humorous side and started laughing while also taking my challenge seriously.

¨No, I will outdo your costume and take all your candy!¨

At this point, Adrien and I took the sheets of the infirmary to joke around and play as ghosts for a while, the people passing by us laughing at our funny poses and voices. At some point, Aaron had already returned, but he had stood a few meters away from us, looking at us with shame and exhaustion, as if he were dealing with two small children who still don't know how to behave.

It wasn't until after some bells rang that he came over and took off the sheets to scold us and ask us to rest.

For those who have forgotten the detail, during the FF14 story it is mentioned that during the battle of Carteneau that after the failure of the invocation of the Twelve (the deities of that world) to seal Bahamut, the adventurers who were present disappeared without leave a trace and people could no longer remember them. But this is in reference to the players who were playing before ARR (A Realm Reborn) and to make sense of the story in this way.

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