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#the E killed me ffs
cryptidsoh · 2 years
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i think the main reason why i can't take bnha seriously is bc the author is a pussy and doesn't kill anyone relevant to the plot
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loptrcoptr · 2 years
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I mean I had guessed who would be in dire straits at the end of stranger things 4, but being prepared for seeing all that doesn’t mean I’m any less bitter about it
#I’m……. why#you know? i well like the writing and the plot took a dive in the last like four episodes#(which is not to say it was ever great to begin with)#stranger things spoilers#loptrcoptr watches stranger things#ok spoilers tho? I’m like… why didn’t any of the adults die#where are Murray and yuri and Antonov anyway ffs stop dropping all the eggs they’re supposed to be in the basket#but I kind of thought that hot e was going to die simply because a) killing hopper after killing hopper wouldn’t fly well and b) dying#by demodog like bob did would actually be thematically on point#but no! all the adults live and the children get maimed!#now I can’t remember Eddie’s actors name but I know he’s around my age so technically not killing a kid#max however??? that shot was traumatic. i don’t even care if she comes out of it eventually watching that severed a huge amount of affection#that I had for the show (which by now was mostly nostalgic lbr season one was good shit)#it felt tawdry to me that robin is talking to Vickie about peanut butter and boyfriends#while Dustin is tearfully telling Eddie’s uncle that Eddie is gone… twenty feet away in the same room#i know that was the point of that scene (great job on gaten’s((is that his name?)) part#but if all felt so objectively hollow— none of the core cast have been maimed or injured#so any attempt to make this all seem like it has gravitas or a grimdark weight looming….#it doesn’t work because none of the crew got hit but max lol#and they have never really treated her character like she’s fully part of the gang anyway#why not break elevens arms? she was right there. would’ve fucked us all up#if she was in a coma the emotional stakes for the final season would be higher and feel like they had weight#we could’ve had a hopper at her hospita bed promising her breakfast for dinner forever if she’d just open her eyes#but noooo real stakes shit is not a thing for this show#which is just a reminder that it was all about the feeling– the aesthetic and the nostalgia– to begin with#you ever seen the porch folder thing? it’s like. 90% vibes and pics from#famous 80s sci-fi and horror films. it just is obvious that the stakes were never high yknow!#also… didn’t they Jack the montauk idea and plot and shit from some other writer in he first place?
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justjams2003 · 2 months
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Fast Pace- 14
I'd just like to thank @multi-universe21 for the Spanish Translations for these last two chapters.
Summary: You're a hard-working Chef in Paris and after a freak accident run-in with Carlos Sainz, your life makes a 180. Let's just say with a certain agreement, you get your bills paid and in return stand in as Carlos' girlfriend for the press. But will you be able to handle the pressure and ensure the lines don't blur?
Pairing: Sugar Daddy!Carlos Sainz x Sugar Baby!Reader
Warnings: I've aged up Carlos, he is 33 in this fic. Smut (Actually this time!!), sexual themes, age difference, manipulation, control, slight obsession, the word 'daddy', nudity, i guess Instagram posts?? Tell me if I missed any
Taglist: @httpjeonlicious, @f1lov3r, @messersandmesses, @hollie911, @oriconde08 @thehufflepuffavenger1 @fanboyluvr @thatgirlmj @whyamireadingthis @oriconde08 @depressedriches @roseseraj @skepvids @sain55wifey @distinguishedvoidlady @amatswimming @sachaa-ff @lightdragonrayne @lazybot @formula1mount @fangirl-dot-com @saintslewis @carlossainzwho @lordpercevalcharles @topguncultleader @kitixie @serp3ns0rtiae @hangmandruigandmav @therealone4r @keii134 @dark-night-sky-99 @jax-the-oregonian @hachrinnen @formulaal
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Masterlist
Part 13 ~Part 15 (coming soon)
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Glamour 
“Y/N Y/S/N; the new ambassador for Armani Beauty.”  
Elle Magazine 
“Y/N Y/S/N looks simply gorgeous in the new Armani Beauty: My Way perfume ad.”  
Vogue Magazine 
“Y/N Y/S/N puts new handbag brand DeMellier on the map with a stunning ad.”  
Us Weekly 
“Does Y/N Y/S/N deserve her new found fame, or has it been sped up by boyfriend Carlos Sainz?”  
Us Weekly 
“Y/N Y/S/N’s fame has skyrocketed in the past view months, going from a mere 200 followers to 2 million in 3 months.”  
E!News 
“Carlos Sainz and his girlfriend seen in Madrid. Her Instagram shows them moving in together.”  
Y/N’s_username  05 October 2023 
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Liked by: CarlosSainz55, Charles_Leclerc, Alexandrasaintmleux, francisca.cgomes and 556,794 more.  Caption: What more could a girl ask for? The perfect birthday, the perfect boyfriend and the perfect life. 24 Years but this one has been the best, all thanks to you, Mon amour. 💘  Tagged: CarlosSainz55   Comments:   CarlosSainz55: So much love for you Mi amor, happy birthday 💝 
Charles_Leclerc: Happy Birthday Y/N, you make Carlos so happy.  
Charles_Leclerc: P.s. Carlos, you’re setting the bar too high.  
Alexandrasaintmleux: Happy Birthday, gorgeous! 💕 
Francisca.cgomes: Happy Birthday, you amazing girl! So happy to have you part of the wags. To so many more get aways during those boring media days. 👀💖💖 
Username1: Y/N’s getting that princess treatment👀  Username2: Is it princess treatment or is she getting that sugar baby money?  Username1: No way, look at them! They’re in love.   Username2: What I can’t look past is that age gap👀 
Username3: The nicknames they have for each other? When is it my turn😭 
Username4: That’s a ten year age gap! That’s not right.   Username5: I think it’s hot. 
Username5: Someone play Lana Del Rey. 
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Y/N’susername  13 November 2023
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Liked by: CarlosSainz55, Charles_Leclerc, Alexandrasaintmleux, francisca.cgomes, LandoNorris and 493,618 more.  Sun, beach and the love of my life.   Tagged: CarlosSainz55  
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CarlosSainz55: What more could I want?  
Username1: Dead. She’s killed us all.  
Username2: I’d love to be those rocks. Lurking.  
Username3: She’s living my dream life 😭 
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F1News 
“Carlos Sainz’s car is wrecked after driving over manhole cover.”  
F1News 
“Carlos Sainz receives penalty after having to replace his Chassis.”  
F1News 
“People are enraged after Carlos Sainz’s got recked during the train wreck that is the Las Vegas GP.”  
Your heart is pounding as the loud bang rings through the entire paddock. You hadn’t been watching the practice, you’d been enjoying a drink with Alex. It is Las Vegas after all, you’re there more to party than to watch the race. But the sound has you disregarding the drink entirely. Your eyes scan all over the hospitality, trying to find a tv or something to see what happened.  
But when you do see that classic red Ferrar with the stripped 55 painted on illuminate in a huge cloud of sparks, your heart sinks into your shoes. That’s a lot more than normal, not to mention the sound has you panicking. You run through the hospitality sector all the way to the garage, right in time to see him box.  
Carlos doesn’t climb out instantly, he just sits there in the seat, his head lulled back on the headrest. It makes your heart race even more. He said on the coms that he’s okay, but this isn’t much of a good sign. You can hear Caco in his hears telling me that he’s okay and everything will be alright. But, it’s not the same.   
Eventually though, he does climb out. Slowly at that, each of his movements happen at a snail’s pace. Even with his helmet off, he doesn’t instantly find you. He just kind of stands there, still in shock. So instead, you find him. Not caring for the engineers. You wrap your arms tightly around him, he weighs heavy in your arms as if he’s leaning all your weight on him.  
“Are you okay? You scared me half to death.” He lets out an airy chuckle. “I’m sorry, mi futura esposa, I’m sorry.” Carlos’ voice is just as heavy as him. “What happened?” Caco comes next to you, more worried for his cousin than the formula one driver. Carlos sighs, his arm still wrapped around your waist, with you close by his side.  
“I don’t know. I hit something on the road and all of the suddenly I couldn’t feel my legs and all I saw were sparks.” His eyes seem more scared than usual. “Come on, we’ll go get you checked out.” He agrees with you. 
 “The engineers say the car is fucked. Completely shred the floor, your seat was exposed to the track. They say you’re incredibly lucky that you made it out unscathed.” Caco reports to Carlos while he’s being checked by the doctor. Carlos’ eyes finds your form when Caco says he’s luckily. “They say you won’t be able to drive fp3.”  
The driver sighs and just nods, he hasn’t let go of your hand but refuses to meet your eyes. “Carlos, you seem more shaken up than usual.” You rub circles on his back after the doctor cleared him and told him to rest. The driver again sighs, “I don’t know what it is. I couldn’t feel or control my legs and it scared me. I couldn’t control the car and all I could think about was you.”  
Now finally his eyes peer into yours. You can see tears on the back of his eyes. Fear and worry all mix into one. You coo and pull him closer to you. “All I could was what if I become paralyzed? I can’t provide for you anymore. I’d rather have died than have you see me like that.” You have to stifle a laugh because to you it seems almost silly.  
You pull his head against your chest, wrapping your arms around him and your fingers deep into his locks. “Don’t you remember, Carlos? We’re more than just money now. We've talked about it before, marriage, kids, the whole thing. You know I’d be with you, even if you were on the streets. It seems that crash really did a number on you.” You ruffle his hair with your fist, forcing his giggles out.  
“This is so fucking stupid!” His voice booms through the garage. People run to hide, trying not to be on the receiving end of Carlos’ anger. Or even worse, make him even angrier. Not you, you sit right where you are. Everything in you wants to go and comfort him, but you know that’ll only make it worse, he hates it when you see him angry. He says it’s not for you, you should only see him angry, when you want him angry. He’ll find you when he’s ready. 
Not this time. He finds you, in the middle of taking photos with you assistant. Carlos grabs you by the arm and begins to drag you. “Come.” It’s all he says and you’re struggling to keep up with his pace. “Carlos, what happened?” He doesn’t say a word but soon enough you hear the door slam shut. Your back is shoved up against the same door with the same aggression that it was slammed shut.  
Carlos’ lips attack yours with a vigour. While yes it’s true that ever since you kissed him at the Singapore Grand Prix, its been hard to keep his lips off you, it’s never been this assertory. He’s pressed his body hard against yours. His tongue is roaming your mouth. His hands wander about your body, until it starts creeping up your shirt. It’s as if he’s trying to become you, fore himself into your shoes. That’s when it has to stop.  
With a gentle push against his chest, and the call out of his name, he stops. His brows pulled together, fury still sharp in his eyes, but not towards you. “Carlos, I know this isn’t how you planned this. I won’t mind, but I don’t want you to jump the gun just because you’re upset.” His gaze goes softer before he pulls you in for the tightest hug.  
His head is in the crook of your neck, “I’m sorry, mi futura esposa, it’s just such bullshit.” There is that nickname again, he forbade you from googling it. “What is?” He sighs and then lets go of you. He takes off his hat and rakes it through his hair, all while taking a seat on the couch. “Ten place grid penalty. After I would’ve been in second.”  
Carlos looks so beat up, completely hopeless and you just want to take away all his hurt. Even feeling the need to cry for him. This has been a great year for him, and now such nonsense. “I’m sorry, Mon Amour. You’re right, it’s not fair. It’s their fault, can’t you appeal?” He nods but still with a puff of air. “We are appealing, but it’s unlikely that it’ll change.”  
You push out your bottom lip, he chuckles at your reaction. “Come with, I’m sure your pout will make them change their mind.” He pulls you closer by the waist and rests his head on your stomach. Clearly he’s exhausted. Your hands rake through his hair, hoping it helps even just a little. “Carlos?” He doesn’t even bother to raise his head, but he does hum in reply.  
“You promised you’d go clubbing with me, but I don’t want you to go if you’re too tired.” He raises his head and then shakes it no. “Don’t worry, mi futura esposa, it’ll help be burn off some steam.” It warms your heart that he always does so much for you. “You mean it?” He stands up, and gives you a peck on the lips. “Of course, mi futura esposa, you can wear that new necklace I got you.”  
Sweaty bodies push against the other. You don’t notice, because only one body is touching yours. Carlos’ hands are on your hips as you move to the rhythm. He’s got his shirt buttoned down low, and he just looks so delectable. As if he should be the perfume model between the two of you. You can tell he’s already starting to feel better.  
Neither of you have really drunk anything, you’re just high on each other. Enjoying the other’s touch and the music. Soon though, the few mocktails you had catch up to you, Carlos waits outside the bathroom. You can still hear the music, but it doesn’t thud as loud. You can finally her your own thoughts and someone calling your name.  
Only to turn around and see Jasmine and Ilsa. They both greet you with smiles, “Y/N, what are you doing here?” They ask, wanting to go in for a hug but you just give them the cold shoulder. “It’s the Las Vegas Grand Prix, why else would I be here? Better question, why are you two here.” Their smiles falter just a bit.  
“We’re on a girls trip. We wanted to invite you, but you blocked us on everything...” Jas explains, you don’t remember doing that. Maybe Carlos did, he does have access to everything after all. If he decided to block them, then it’s the better option. You haven’t missed them one bit, after all you rarely saw them anymore.  
You cross your arms, “You planned a girls trip to Las Vegas, on the weekend of the GP and didn’t expect to see me? Strange coincidence huh?” They grimace at your words. “Did Carlos buy you that?” It’s Ilsa this time, her words are more sour. You touch the diamond necklace sitting comfortably on your neck and nod.  
“It was a birthday present.” She scoffs and rolls her eyes. “No, Y/N, it was the cost of your family. You’ve sold off every sign of yourself just for the glamourous life.” Her words are sharp like the diamonds you’re wearing. But what does she know? Never before have you been happier. You have nothing to worry about.  
Your assistant books your modelling jobs, takes your photos, makes the videos. Carlos takes you everywhere with him, and you don’t even have to plan a single thing. You haven’t thought about money or the cost of something in months. Not to mention you’re healthier than ever. You haven’t gotten sick this whole time and your confidence has sky-rocketed. And all you really have to do in return is be yourself.   
“Really? Is that how you see it?” She glares you down for your words. “It’s true though, isn’t it? You gave up us, your family, your future and passion for cheffing. All for what? Some diamonds and dick?” What? Is that really something she just said? Losing them was clearly the better thing to do.  
“If you guys had really known me, you would’ve known that cheffing has never been my true passion, so clearly giving you and that up was the better choice. And I haven’t lost a family, I’ve gained a better one. Because the Sainz has welcomed me with open arms and have treated me better than those fuckers ever did. So excuse me for living a happy life, and not choosing to suffer like you lot!”  
Us Weekly 
“Y/N Y/S/N says she has met her idol after talking with Madeleine White at Las Vegas GP.”  
Us Weekly 
“Carlos Sainz and his girlfriend seen blowing off steam after horrible first practice.” 
Glamour Magazine 
“People are shocked as Y/N Y/S/N is seen wearing $300k worth in diamonds, sources states it’s one of her many birthday presents.”  
Gossip Magazine 
“Y/N Y/S/N’s party looks this Las Vegas Grand Prix: 
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Y/N’susername  9 December 2023 
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Liked by CarlosSainz55, landonorris, charles_leclerc and 539,072 more  It is such an honour that Dior allowed me to wear one of their vintage dresses. Much more to come between us. So proud of Mon amour for all that he has accomplished this year. Next year will be our year, Ferrari. 😘  Tagged: CarlosSainz55 
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CarlosSainz55: So honoured to call you mine. You looked gorgeous, mi amour.  
CarlosSainz55: Also you promised you wouldn’t post that last picture😭  Y/N’susername: But you look so cute😫   Y/N’susername: Not to mention, I need to give the people what they want! 
Charles_Leclerc: These two were inseparable🤚 
LandoNorris: Y/N, you’re taking my spot 😭  Y/N’susername: Don’t worry, he still talks about you all the time.  LandoNorris: That’s not enough😭 
Username1: Mother is mothering.  
Username2: That caption can’t mean nothing👀  Username1: Mother is a mastermind...  
Username3: Y/N x Dior coming soon??  
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CarlosSainz55  26 December 2023
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Liked by Y/N’susername, LandoNorris, Charlec_Leclerc and 639,706 more  Our first Christmas together and I loved every second of it. Missing the racing, missing the fans. Can’t help but feel loved.   Tagged: Y/N’susername  
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Y/N’susername: 💖💖 
Y/N’susername: Hope you enjoy your present😘 
Username1: Missing F1 so much😭 
Username2: Damn...Carlos got himself a baddy👀 
Username3: No one cares about her, we just want more Ferrari!  CarlosSainz55: If you care about me, you have to care about her.   All replies have been deleted.    
Y/N’susername  26 December 2023
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Liked by CarlosSainz55, Charles_Leclerc, Alexandrasaintmleux, francisca.cgomes, LandoNorris and 497,309 more  It’s a nice car and all but all I really wanted for Christmas, is you😘  tagged: CarlosSainz55  
CarlosSainz55: But the car was a pretty good present, wasn’t it?  Y/N’susername: I won’t lie, I love it so much😍 
Alexandrasaintmleux: How did you get Carlos to do the last photo? 😆  Y/N’susername: He does just about anything I ask 🤷😝 
LandoNorris: Damn, Carlos, she has you whipped 😆  Y/N’susername: You know it😉  CarlosSainz55: Who wouldn’t be😍 
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The sun is blazing down on you, you’ve gotten a much more golden colour since you’ve been with Carlos. Even so, he insists that he wears sunscreen. Not that he needs the sun. As he stands now, chiselled and defined, glowing like a hot flame, he’s the perfect advertisement for Spain and lust.  
Lust especially, when he looks at you as he does now. He hasn’t looked away from you for the past few minutes now. Carlos is drinking up every inch of your form. Soon enough, his trance is broken as he makes his way to you. His hand follows the curve of your leg all the way to your middle.  
“Have I told you how beautiful you look today?” He whispers into your ear, handing you the mojito he had just made for you. You hum, “Only in passing, but never in enough detail.” He chuckles but then looks so giddy. “Let me make that right then.” He takes your free hand and places a kiss on your knuckles.  
“I’d like to think your beauty surpasses that of any other. The Greek statues in Athens, we’re all modelled after you. But none of them achieved, because they haven’t truly captured you. The statues do not smile, they do not laugh, they do not love me the way you do.” His words are like sweet melodies, but like said before, it’s much more detailed than before.  
But the reason for it is revealed, when from his swim shorts he pulls out a velvet red box, now you really notice than he is down on one knee. The tears pool in your eyes. “This might seem crazy, and I know it’s only been six months, but you told me yourself you like a fast pace.” A chuckle escapes the both of and you can see happy tears in his eyes.  
“I’m crazy about you, absolutely obsessed. You’ve changed me, changed the way I think, forever, and I can only imagine the man I’ll be if we spend forever together. So, will you become mi futura esposa and marry me?” The answer slips out before a thought even makes it way through you. “Yes. Yes, of course, yes.”  
He slips the ring over your finger, not fast enough for your lips to find each other. His passion is even more than the night in Vegas. So, so much more. But this time, it’s filled with so much loved. Placed intention of showing you that you won’t regret this decision. Before you know it, his arms are under your legs and he places you on the only bed in the yacht.  
Carlos’ lips are all over your body. His hands expertly slip your bikini from your body. “Joder, nena, he esperado tanto para esto.” He says in between kisses, his lips leaving marks wherever he goes. Before long, his hands cup around your boobs. He pulls and plucks, sparks of pleasure roll over you. “English, Carlos.”  
He chuckles and shakes his head, “No, no mi prometida, my brain can’t translate now.” You laugh but it quickly turns into a moan when he cups your groan. His fingers find your clit within an instant. He has you moaning and begging his name quite easily. Luckily for you, you’re in the middle of the ocean and can be as loud as you want.  
“Hmm, nena, quiero, quiero, taste you. But, no puedo esperar más, need to be inside you.” His tongue is struggling to keep up with his mind. His languages mixing into one big mix because you’re the only thing he can focus on. It doesn’t help that each time he rolls his r it makes you even wetter than he already has you.  
He slides his swim shorts off, and your eyes go big at his sheer size. You’d eye him in race suit before, but it’s nothing compared to the real thing. But his lips swallow your worries. “No te preocupes, cariño, you can take me, I’ll be gentle.” He lines himself up with you, then holds onto you shoulders and guides himself inside you.  
It’s as if you fit together like puzzle pieces. Yes, it does burn at first, but complying with your pleas, he begins to moves. A slow gentle pace, te sientes tan bien, mi amor,” he comforts by your ear. Whispering praises, “You’re so tight,” along with his kisses and nibbles. He has you in the seventh heaven.  
All you can feel is him buried deep inside you, along with his gentle touches and longing kisses. All you can smell is him, he doesn’t smell like burnt tired anymore. No, he smells like the ocean and the new perfume you got him for Christmas. All you can hear is his praises, him whisper about your wet self and how you’re his. “Mine, only mine.”  
Soon enough, the knot in your stomach makes itself known. And he too, begins to increase his speed. In a sudden and rapid rise, you both reach your climax. Maybe you sooner than him, but there is little control or judgement now. All that there is love for the other. And the bliss of finally be able to feel his body warm in yours.  
What could possibly ruin this?
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Lemme just say, this chapter and the next took forever to make, just because of all the Instagram posts. Just a props for all the fic authors who do this as their primary works. So nervous for the feedback on the Instagram posts, I've never done them before!
Also, shameless plug for my Landing: @CreativeRobot_
If you want to be added to the taglist, just ask!
Although there is only one chapter left...
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leiathefrog · 2 years
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It’s really cute that you’re gonna defeat me with the power of friendship and all but again I am The Devil from The Bible™ so I dunno how well that’s gonna work.
You motherfucker you didn’t let me finish!
Uh huh, go ahead. 
I have all this power in my hands!-
Yeahadededed shut up shutthefuckup I’m The De- I don’t care! I do not care! You don’t understand I came down here as a joke to have Fun- [inhale] this is not- this means nothing! To me! THIS MEANS NOTHING TO ME! Alright? You mean NOTHING to me! YOU and your little friends, are fuckin annoying. This is why I stay down in hell, this is why punish SINNERS. I am the good guy, do you realize I AM THE GOOD GUY HERE? I AM THE WINNER OF- OF EVERYTHING. God goes up and he plays with all his little friends like “awyweah look I donated to charity” or whatever abaablabeh AH I getta kill people- I getta poke people with HOT STICKS. ALL DAY. It’s great- GIMME THOSE, YOU DON’T GET THOSE YOU LOST YOUR Stupid little privilages! Fuck you! Dipshit!
Oh god! 
Go to space!
[wheezing] ohh what the ff-
Look, I can do this!
[laughter] 
I can do this! Anytime I want! This is nothing to me! You are nothing to me! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! THIS IS MY BIG FUCKING THING
Oh my god he’s fucking losing it entirely. I haven’t seen this since, well- 
Why don’t you answer my chats in your chatbox?- I have the sub badge, 12 months. You never acknowledge me, not even once. And I came here from Hell to have Fun with you, I’m your biggest fan! I’ve been with ya since day 1 I got first badge. I was your first subscriber, and you don’t pay attention to me. I was with you through your candidacy, I was with you through your Sin Points- We went to chuck e cheese- you got me the little parachute’n trooper boy- and yet you won’t acknowledge me! You still just leave me in the dust every single day…
The Dust?! THE DUST.
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drconstellation · 2 months
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Chiastic Structure of S2
The post preceding this is Chiastic Structure of S1.
S1 was neat, tidy and simple compared to S2.
S2 was...difficult. I have a feeling this is because of the missing minisodes. There felt like there were "holes" in places, where there was a strong scene with no corresponding pair, and yet in others there were single lines matching up.
You will also notice its quite...skewed? The hinging midpoint is right at the end of Ep4, which means the last two episodes mirror the preceding the four! So there are gaps. For example, the conversation in the pub in Ep2 doesn't match with anything specific.
One of the things I hoped it might shed some light on was the purpose of the trip to Edinburgh, which seems like a bit of a dead end. It does, in a way - I will discuss it a bit further below, along with some other parallels that didn't fit the structure.
A: Before the Beginning B: Aziraphale meets Crowley C: "How much trouble can I get into just for asking a few questions?"  D: "I'm very good at forgiveness. It's one of my favourite things." E: Gabriel: "I love you, you're funny" F: Argument about helping the other G: Crowley offered Duke of Hell position H: Crowley apologizes to Aziraphale I: Hiding of Gabriel - 25 Lazurii miracle J: Shax threatens Crowley K: Jobs children are turned into geckos M: Aziraphale's Trial by Temptation N: Aziracrow see God talking to Job: AZIRAPHALE: I don't suppose he's getting any answers. O: AZIRAPHALE: That sounds, um…CRAWLEY: Lonely? P: An angel asks permission for entry to the bookshop Q: Aziraphale makes unauthorized changes to the Bentley R: CROWLEY: Oh, come on, Mr. Dalrymple, it's not brain surgery! S: BARTENDER: You'll be one of those investigative reporters, no doubt? T: Aziraphale goes back to offer assistance to Elspeth and wee Morag U: Aziraphale stalls on saving wee Morag, says he doesn't have permission V: The laudanum toast to wee Morag W: AZIRAPHALE: Will you get into trouble? X: Crowley does Operation Lovebirds - Calls tempest Y: CROWLEY: "What are we talking about now?" GABRIEL: "Who am I? What's happened to me?" Z: Crowley confronts Gabriel about Aziraphale - Its always too late AA: Shax saying to Aziraphale she heard Aziracrow were an item 90 years ago BB: Zombies kill - 1st brain eaten CC: Crowley talks Aziraphale into performing a bigger magic act DD: Aziracrow shake on deal to do more miracles if needed EE: Zombies kill - 2nd Brain Eaten FF: The Staging of the Bullet Catch GG: Aziraphale gives permission for Furfur to enter the dressing room HH: Furfur says to expect a legion to come for Crowley in the morning II: Furfur's audience with the Dark Council, is treated condescendingly 
● SHADES OF GREY  - you said "TRUST ME."
II: Shax is stopped by Demon Josh, is treated condescendingly HH: Shax wants a legion to storm the bookshop GG: Beez asks if Shax has permission to enter the bookshop FF: AZIRAPHALE: I can guarantee you it will be a night to remember! EE: Shax wants killers, 10,000 demons DD: Deal for Dr Who Annual with Mr Arnold CC: AZIRAPHALE: Maggie and Nina are depending on me BB: 70 demons and a malignant and creeping sense of unease AA: Nina asks Crowley about how long he and Aziraphale have been together Z: Crowley confronts Gabriel about Aziraphale - stops him before its too late Y: Nina: "I’m going mad" - is spoken to by all the people at the Ball X: Aziraphale does Operation Lovebirds - Maggie asks Nina to dance W: AZIRAPHALE: I think you're overestimating how much trouble we're actually in. V: SHAX:… they are toast. T-O-S-T E. Toast. Now! U: Crowley stalls Shax on attacking humans, asks if she has permission T: Crowley says he's coming back, won't leave Aziraphale on his own. S: CROWLEY: Officer, I need to report a crime. R: Aziraphale: It all looks so simple in Jane Austen… the brains behind the 1810 Clerkenwell diamond robbery. Q: An unauthorized demon enters Heaven, changes P: Maggie gives permission for the demons to enter the bookshop O: MURIEL: It's a bit lonely. N: Aziraphale opens the portal to Heaven: GABRIEL: I told you you could ask. However, I am the only First-Order archangel in the room, or, you know, the Universe, so I'm not gonna answer so much. M: Gabriel's Trial K: Gabriel puts himself into the fly J: Aziraphale declares war on Hell I: Reveal of Gabriel - memories restored H: Gabriel apologizes to Beelzebub G: Aziraphale offered Supreme Archangel position F: Argument about helping the other E: The Big Damn Kiss D: "I forgive you" C: "Always asking damn fool questions, too."  B: Aziraphale leaves Crowley A: Beginning of  the End – Learn of Second Coming
Discussion on parallels that didn't fit the structure:
1. Crowley is given permission to destroy all of Job's possessions /  Gabriel refuses to give permission to destroy the Earth aka Armageddon II
There is a repeat emphasis on licenses, permits and authority throughout S2, so I really thought Crowley's permit to destroy of Job's possessions would have a match. It did, but it didn't fit the structure! If you look closely some of the other permits and authority lines do slot in. I'm planning some metas on these topics in the near future, as the use of language around these concepts is quite interesting, and there is some history to throw into the mix as well.
2. Crowley deceives the archangels with the help of an angel
This pair is a reference to Crowley and Aziraphale teaming up in the Job minisode to restore Job's children, and then Muriel aiding Crowley to sneak into Heaven. I'd just like to point out that Crowley could have gone to Heaven on his own - remember Eric went up with the hellfire in S1E6 - but he doesn't know where to go and get Gabriel's file, that is what he needs Muriel for.
3.  Popping up to Edinburgh
Ah, the trip to Edinburgh! Why? WHY!!! Why go all that way for ... nothing?
Guess what - it's a parallel sequence to Crowley popping up to Heaven.
I was going to write a companion piece to this but...my to do list is getting a bit long at the moment. Let me know if you want me to expand on it.
4. Ignoring messages
So this one started as "Nina gets txt messages from Lindsay, Mrs Sandwich says not to look at them," at the start of Ep3, then during the Ball Crowley is trying to lead the humans out of the bookshop and Shax confronts him with another bundle of mail. Crowley is succeeding in ignoring his messages from Hell, but Nina isn't.
5. Muriel and The Interrupted Tea Ceremony
In S2 it noticeable that everyone except Crowley needs permission to enter the bookshop, whereas in S1 they could just walk in. Originally I made a comment elsewhere that I thought this part matched with a sub-story to the Ball, the story of Sodom and Gomorrah and hospitality to angels, but then I came back and had another look and saw that there was a surface match - but I'm still going to do another post about the "cupperty" because it keeps getting lost in all the noise!
6. Threats and Declarations of War
Shax makes a number of threats throughout the series, to hunt Crowley down and to declare war on Aziraphale. So when Aziraphale inadvertently declares war on Hell with the halo toss, you'd think there would be a matching pair. There is, but not with a declaration of war, just a threat to Crowley. This is probably one of the weaker pairs.
7. Mysteriosity, audacity, ferocity and dangerocity
The Marvelous Mr Fell and his Mysteriosity has a pair with Shax's speech to her fellow demons about the unprecedented audacity of the attack on the bookshop, and how their lack of numbers will be made up for with their ferocity and...dangerocity. It should have fit, but it didn't.
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aziraphales-library · 25 days
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Lost Fic #172
Not specific lost fics, but I’ve spent weeks looking for fics likes these and haven’t really managed to find any, so we’re throwing them out in the hope our followers know of some!…
1. I don't know if you hace read inner demons au, but a fanfic similar to that Aziraphale fell after the agreement it could be because of the agreement or other reason, becomes a powerful demon and haté Crowley because a misunderstanding or because crowley abandones him Thanks you - @yadinblack
2. hello! wonderful work you’re all doing here, i appreciate it immensely, i’ve found so many amazing fics through your recommendations! i was wondering if you know of any fics where aziraphale washes crowley’s feet with his tears? or even the other way round? (listen, the religious trauma got to me ok…) i’ve read a few where aziraphale washes/heals crowley’s feet after walking on consecrated ground, but never found any with the specific religious symbolism of washing them with his tears (like how a woman washes jesus’ feet with her tears and dries them with her hair) thank you! - anon
3. Hello, I wanted to ask if you maybe know a FF where Aziraphale is brainwashed by Metatron to kill Crowley? - @grungexgirlx
4. I hope you’re having a wonderful day, mods! can I trouble you to help me find some fics that really show how much aziraphale loves crowley? something that involves him wanting to please crowley (need some post s2 healing fr) we see so much of crowley doing things for aziraphale but not the other way around! if you do find any e rated fics that fit the bill, preferably top crowley? thanks so much!!! I love this blog and have found so many amazing fics from it!! - @safebannie
5. Hi! I was wondering if you know of any fics where Aziraphale swears and Crowley is super surprised lol I saw a TikTok like that and I thought it was funny - @t1ttym1lker
If you know any fics that fit the bill please include the number in your reply! Thank you :)
- Mod D
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ma3mae · 11 months
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How much do you want to bet that Tecchou has a god damn bug collection and he just shows it off to you proudly😭 "Babe come look it's my favourite beetle boogahooga" I JUST KNOW HE GIVES EITHER THE MOST BASIC NAMES OR LIKE "MEGA BLENDER X300 MAX"
Also I love your writing so much omfg😔🩷🩷
Don't be so antsy!
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Summary: It's been a few months since Tetchou declared his love for you and he couldn't be happier, especially after finally showing you his treasured collection! But how will you react?
Genre: FEAR 🤡 because insects... Also cracky and a bit of fluff bc i just love him so much 💕😭 slight suggestive hint at the end 🤓
A/N: FOAMING AT MY MOUTH FROM EXCITEMENT!!!! still cant believe that u love my writing 😭😩fangirling so hard rn, time to print, frame and hang this onto my wall. No one can stop me 😤😤😤
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Suehiro Tetchou
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You knew about his adoration for bugs even before the both of you got together
It wasnt smth he'd be talking about for HOURS bc its just a topic never really spoken about
all the other hunting dogs know about it but... they wanted to spare u LMAO 😭
like u accompany him to his work place and his colleagues r outside of the dooe, waiting for him so they can leave
u r like waving at them and teruko waves back but yall r just caught off guard when jouno YELLs out of nowhere "MOVE YOUR DUMB ASS ALREADY OVER HERE 💀💀"
Like was he yelling at u??? Yall we dont know who he lookin at bc HOW 😭😭😭😩 srynotsry
But u realised who he meant when u looked behind u and tf 🤨🤨🤨
Tetchou just EMERGES out of a fking bush and 🤨🤨 is that 🤨🤨 a random ass bug in his hand 🤨🤨🤨 he got KIDNAPPED
"But I found this cool grasshopper... His name's Bush."
"DONT GIVE IT A NAME! PUT THAT SHIT BACK ALREADY AND M O V E"
Jouno is just seconds away from beating the shit out of him bc
"WHERE'D HE GET THAT JAR FROM???" "Teruko, that's not important. Make him HURRY UP ALREADY"
"Can we take Leaf with us?"Jouno is already taking his sword out to kill that thing 💀💀
cue a RANDOM ASS FIGHT 💀💀💀
"PUT IT BACK AND LETS MOVE YOU FUCKER" "No, I won't let you hurt Omega 300 GT 5" "Wait I thought his name wa-UGH IDC ILL KILL THAT THING FFS"
tachihara just turns away with "k, think im walking home already BYE"
teruko just yanks him back and the other boys too so that they can finally leave
"Can I take him wit-" "No. I know you like these kinds of things but no. Also if you want that thing to actually LIVE then put it back bc u know who will exterminate the shit out of it." "Hm. 😐"
He just walks up to u and goes "can u take this. please"
U cant say no to his puppy eyes 👁️👁️
You're just so confused but maybe its also cute??? U just thought that its a little interest in him but BOY
It wasnt so little as u thought 🤓 LOL i gotta get my head out of the gutter
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Holding hands while going on a stroll was something you'd often find yourself doing during your free time together, especially when the sun was shining so brightly while a fresh spring breeze would occasionally sweep through the air.
Humming a random tune while you lightly swayed your joined hands back and forth.
Tetchou couldn't help but let a soft smile grace his lips at the slightly childish action.
No words could describe how much he enjoyed your leisurely strolls together. It would be seen as a nearly generic thing to do together as a couple but for him it was a time to be treated as sacred. Where else could he tuck your hair behind your ears when the wind would blow through it? Or where else could he see the sunlight make you shine impossibly brighter in his eyes, almost blindingly so?
But what really excited him were the "little" discoveries you'd make on your way.
And oh wait? What's tha-
"Y/N."
Hearing your name made you about to turn your face towards him yet there was no need!
Since your boyfriend forgot how strong he was...
Yanking a bit too hard on your arm made you hit his chest with your back, a small "oof" slipping past your lips.
"OUCH, Tetchou??? What in the-"
"Look."
"Huh?"
You let your gaze follow the direction his outstretched arm, finally stopping at what he was pointing at with his index finger.
To your not so much surprise it was a-
"It's a colony of ants. Look at how hard they're working, Y/N."
Before you could even think of stopping him, he had already moved towards them, crouching down to get a closer look.
You let out a sigh yet couldn't help smiling at his endearing but also random antics.
No matter how many times it would help, it never managed to not be funny. The Hunting Dogs were known for how powerful yet also how "eccentric" the members were, yet witnessing it for the first time and continuing to live with it never failed to bring a smile on your face.
Especially with just how cute your boyfriend looked right now! The way his eyes would twinkle at the mention of insects was something you personally could only understand but never relate to.
As much as you would love to go along and try to enjoy it with him, you kinda wanted to continue on your walk.
Because when he's focused on something then it would be a real nuisance to get him away from it.
But that's not a problem for the love of his life, right?
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Jokes on you, it actually was 💀
Like u got a hunch hes doing it on purpose when he pulls his puppy eyes and that barely but noticeable enough atleast for you pout on u when u said
"I love you, but i kinda wanna yk walk?"
"But Y/N 😟. *points at the ants* only for a minute, please 🥺"
YALL KNOW 😩 YALL KNOOOOW ITS NOT GONNA BE A MINUTE 😔😔😔
Your legs gonna start cramping from watching these fuckers crawl around??? Nah no one CARES 😤😤 jk jk
our cutie tetchouie would NEVER ignore his partners needs okur okur
Like hes already whipped from how we r atleast TRYING to enjoy what hes enjoying
He knows how unlikeable these little crawlers i hate bugs can be but his s/o is trying so hard and he just 🥺🥺🥺 looks at u wirh heart eyes
dw if u cant walk, he'll give u either a piggyback ride yall being cute 😤💕 or the classic bridal style 😩
And dw if he finds another interesting bug but his hands r occupied? Nah, he gon GET THAT ANYWAY
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"ACHOO"
"Bless you."
"Thanks." You told him as you lightly rubbed your nose with the back of your hand. You loved his hair but it would often tickle your nose whenever you'd try to look over his shoulder as he was carrying you on his back.
It was one of the small ways of him apologizing to you and enduring his antics.
His heart would nearly suffocate him from how much it would swell whenever you'd just reassure him that it was totally okay for you. If he loved ants then it's just what he loved and as his partner, you'd be open for everything that makes him happy.
Yet he still tried to keep it down around you so he was often a bit torn between.
"Ah. Wait is that...?"
Oh no.
You knew it.
You knew what was about to happen next.
Before you could stop him, he was already walking off of the path and into the field.
A whine got past your lips yet he seemed too caught up in his fascination of...?
"A horned beetle!"
Some meters above you, sat a beetle on a branch, seemingly undisturbed by the both of you and yet in Tetchou's eyes, it equaled a sacred national treasure.
A treasure that he wanted to get his hands on.
"Hold tight, Y/N."
"WAIT N-!"
Hooking your arm and legs tightly like a koala around his body, he made a leap for it. You didn't know HOW he managed to do it every time but there he was.
Jumping onto the tree and quickly pulling a tiny jar out of a pocket in his blazer (you don't even know how he even hid that...) and-
"I got it!" He exclaimed in happiness as he jumped down, holding his hand onto the open jar. Screwing a lid onto it, he gave it a quick glance before putting it back into his pocket.
Noticing that you were slowly losing your grip on him, he hooked his arms under your legs, hoisting you up again before almost nonchalantly continuing your walk as if he hadn't just jumped up a tree for a beetle...
"Uhm, you don't wanna stare at it or something?" You asked, genuinely surprised yet almost regretting the question since it could change his mind.
"No, I can do that at home. Your legs are hurting after all."
A smile spread onto your lips at his kind words, only spreading further after hearing a slight hitch in his breathing as you let your lips graze his neck before planting a kiss on it.
"Anything for my love, you know? By the way, have you thought of a name yet for your new little friend?"
"I have but-"
You felt him tighten his grip around your legs before he suddenly began to pick up his pace, walking in long and fast strides.
"Want to be home as fast as possible, so we can you know..."
He peeked over his shoulder to see your slightly reddened face before looking forward, strongly focused on one thing.
"continue what you've started."
A small laugh slipped out of him, your nose tickling his neck as you hid your face in it, immediately knowing what he was implying and well...
You weren't complaining.
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No one would have expected it but... our boy's pretty easy to rile up 😤😩
yall think he cute and innocent?? Nah nah he wanna get into that shi* too like hes a whipped and legit down bad man for his love rightfully so ✋✋
dw after yall r done, he'll def bring back the topic of "naming his friend/-s" and welp
u better be ready to spend ur weekend on that kinda thing 💀💀💀 and yall gonna settle on the either cutest or most ridiculous shit...
Its either "Groundbreaker 500, The Nightmare of All" or "sugarberry twinkle star" 🤓🤓 if he wants to honor the place he found it (like in the beginning ^), uhhhhhh 🤨
This btch's name is gonna be "leftover bread" or smth bc it was on it when he found that thing💀
yall cant convince me otherwise BYE 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️
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LOL, this got way too long and i kinda got carried away but that always happens with him 😩😩😩 maybe rushed at the end but i hope u r happy with this @soysaucefu 💅💕💕
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cipher-zoo · 1 year
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Master-Post of all the FFs I have written (with links), have started to write (marked as WIP), or plan on writing:
A Promise is a promise is a promise is a...
• Buggy & Shanks; Buggy & Buggy Pirates; Buggy & Roger • T ; One Shot ; WC 5,732 • No Archive Warnings Apply ; Abandonment Issues
Buggy doesn't make a lot of promises over the years, and he tries to keep even fewer of them.
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In-/Justice
• Kaku & Jabra; • M ; One Shot ; WC 2,968 • No Archive Warnings Apply ; Depression ; Suicidal Thoughts
Jabra didn't know how to comfort people. He knew how to fight, how to hunt and most of all, he knew how to kill. But maybe that was okay. Kaku obviously wasn't looking for his comfort anyway.
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An Emperor's Fear
• Shanks/Buggy (one sided) ; Cross Guild • M ; 3/3 chapters ; WC 10,303 • No Archive Warnings Apply ; One-Sided Attraction
“He is in danger,” Shanks finally stated. It was obviously correct. “It has been happening again and again for a while now. I need to help him, but…” Shanks hesitated. “I can’t.”
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Blue
• Shanks & Buggy • T ; One Shot ; WC 590 • Major Character Death
Buggy's hair is blue, just blue.
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The Albatross
• Shanks & Buggy ; Shanks & Roger Pirates • T ; wip ; 1/? chapters ; WC 4,685 • No Archive Warnings Apply ; Supernatural Elements
Buggy accidentally kills an Albatross, and Shanks will do everything in his power to keep Fate from taking its course.
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Fade Away
• Usopp centric • G ; wip ; One Shot • No Archive Warnings Apply ; Grief/Mourning ; Loss ; Loneliness
Every year, in early autumn, just before the trees change their color, Syrup Village held a Harvest Festival. Usopp misses feeling like he belongs there.
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Through Bloodstained Smiles and Broken Laughs
• Bellamy & Doflamingo ; Bellamy & Bellamy Pirates • M ; One Shot ; wip • Graphic Depictions Of Violence ; Canon Character Death ; Manipulation
"I won't disappoint you again!" - "No, you won't."
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Red Alliance
• Kid & Shanks ; Kid & Red-Hair Pirates ; Kid & Kid-Pirates • M ; One Shot ; wip - on HIATUS
After Kid woke up on the Red Force, with little memory of how he had gotten there and no idea why the Red-Hair Pirates didn't seem intent to kill him, he was confused.
That confusion turned into despair, when they told him, that there was a high chance the Victoria Punk had sunk.
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Your Voice
• Zoro/Sanji • T ; One Shot
When Sanji mistypes a single digit in a number he usually knows by heart, his life starts to change. Who is the stranger on the other end of the line, and why does Sanji like talking to him so much? 
Sanji isn't sure, but it would definitely be easier to figure out, if that stupid neighbor across the street from him, would start wearing shirts.
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Ménage à Trois
• Crocodile/Buggy/Mihawk • E ; One Shot
"Sit." Crocodile ordered, and Buggy's brain took a second to process that he was motioning to his lap.
"Are you sure, I could..."
"You said you were tired. So sit."
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Lost on you
• Paulie & Kaku; Paulie & Iceburg • T ; One Shot ; wip
There is a ghost at Galley-La
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Lost to malfunction
• Zoro/Sanji • M ; multi chapter
For the first time, since coming to this rotten Island, Zoro felt safe.
"Don't you dare leave me."
"I won't."
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Heavy Weighs the Crown
• Doflamingo/Buggy • E
"Two charismatic leaders, one with the means to back his claims, one without, clash in this heartbreaking story of desire, passion, jealousy and betrayal. Witness a once in a lifetime romance, in a Lovestory that could break the grandline."
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Of Fathers and Sons
• Corazon & Zeff; Corazon & Law; Zeff & Sanji • T - M ; multi chapter
When Red Leg Zeff entered a small Island in the far North of East Blue he did not expect to find a starving Ex-marine. He also didn't expect to help the younger man find his adopted son. But hey, that was at least something Zeff could relate to.
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Crocodile Tears (name pending)
• Dragon/Crocodile ; Doflamingo/Crocodile • M - E ; Crocomom ; Backstory ; Dragon's a bit of a dick in this one ; as canon-complient as possible
In a different world, a life long-lost, Crocodile knew what being loved felt like. (for @deliberately-aimless )
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Sweet Indulgence
• King/Katakuri • E ; PWP
King witnesses one of Katakuri’s moments of indulgence. One thing leads to another.
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That Wretched Name
• Garp ; Coby and Helmeppo centric • T - M
Coby really, really wishes he could save him.
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Due Date AU (name pending)
• Kidlaw • T; • No Archive Warnings Apply; Roadtrip
When Kid and Law are put on the No-Flight list - each claiming the fault lies with the other one - they end up in an unlikely predicament. With just under 72 hours on the clock, they have to make it all the way from Miami to Los Angeles.
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The Lot of the Lost (name pending)
• Kalifa/Reiju • M; • No Archive Warnings Apply;
Summary pending
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To the days yet to come
• Shanks/Buggy • M; • Major Character Death ; Modern AU ; Summer in Italy
Summary pending
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Of Monsters
• Katakuri/Robin/Franky • T - M ; Multi Chapter • Beatuy and the Beast AU (kinda)
Summary pending
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ratkidpoopoop · 2 years
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shinichiro x male reader birthday fanfic
warnings: male reader, top male reader, ncn (consent non consest), choking, edging, threats, degradation, belt as handcuffs, shitty writing.
a/n: its shinichiros birthday so i wrote a fanfic for him and here it is. this is shitty writing. this is a male reader ff but i could easily be read as gn reader. and i didnt proof read all of it so its most likey terrible.
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shinichiro has always been such a good boy. during sex and just in-general. shinichiro is a little cum slut for you, he always listens and obey's your orders and requests of he, and he does everything with out a thought. so as a reward you let him choice what happens tonight after he closes up the shop.
when shin got home you took him straight up to your shared bedroom, sitting he down on the bed he looked confused. "uh Y/N whats going on"? " well i thought it would be nice to let you choice what we do tonight for your birthday, you know is there anything you wanna try?" you ask as he blushes hard.
"w-well to be honest i have wanted to try something... could we maybe u-, nevermind forget it, you can choose" shin said looking down and shy. " shin, you can choose, dont be embarassed" shin looked up with a red face " we have never done this but could we try NCN, i just wanna try we dont have to-" 'if you want to we can" you said trying to make him feel comfortable.
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before you knew it you were already making shinichiro's lil fantasy come true, grabbing his waist and flipping him on his back. while ripping his shirt off he squealed 'wait' . completely ignoring your boyfriends requests to pulled his pants down to his ankles and struggling to take the pants off from around his feet. gripping his thighs and pulling him to the edge of the bed. you pushed his legs back and spit on his enterance then stapped his ass, you unbuckeled your belt and tied his wrists together, you pulled you pants down and took your shirt off.
you spit on your cock, stroking yourself back and forth quickly before pushing in so fast shin choked a little. shin arched his back and screamed "AH-HA, Y-N p-Please, fuck stop, y-your fucker get your hand off m-e". smirking you wrapped your hand around his neck and put pressure on his throat. he tried to push you away with his restrained hand but failed, you thrusted and deeply as you could making him whimper " stop you f-fucking asshole-"
although shin is acting you wanted to make him regret what he said. you squeezed his neck harder and fisted his dick, pumping it harder and harder the sloppier your thrust get. "h-ha" shin's face was so red you could see veins poping out of his temples. sweat dripping down his face, his hair slick to his forhead and his hard cock twitching in your hand.
"fu-ck, ugh" shin tried to slur out "c-m" you could tell he was about to cum although you could bearly hear him. "if you cum ill fucking kill you, slut" you whispered in his ear. shin has been praised by you too many times to count but the first time you calling him a slut he could hold back. his body twiched as he came in your hand. you let go of his neck and of his dick, he sat up feeling worried he really did something wrong, you said nothing and looked down before starting to laugh.
" haha, shin i said dont cum. so did you like the fact i called you a slut or could you just not hold back"? shin smiled before saying " i liked it when you called me a slut, it is new and i like the way you said it" shin said with a red tone on his cheeks
grinning at him before pushing him on the bed and growling in his ear " listen slut, i didnt finish yet, i still have to fill up my cumdump dont i"?
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dx-esh · 2 years
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Truth reaction headcanon
MASSIVE SPOILER WARNING FOR OMORI!!
Also of course TW for murder, sewerslide mention, and stuff-
Okay okay, here me out here-
When it comes to the friend group reacting to the Truth, here's my take:
Hero would go silent, Aubrey would react with violence and anger, and Kel would react with horror and disgust.
Aubrey would run out of the room after she’s done screaming, and Kel would follow her, putting his own reaction to the back to make sure she's okay. Hero has long since,, not really gotten past the death of his lover, but I think after the initial anger he would have felt while trying to process it, the next thing he'd feel is relief. I feel what struck Hero the most about Mari's death was that he blamed himself; he could've done more, he must've been blind if he hadn't noticed anything was up with Mari, etc. So, that relief of "it was just an accident, there was nothing any of us could've done. she wasn't depressed and her death wasn't because of me" would've lifted so much weight from his shoulders. Sure, he still loves and misses her but, that burden of her death hanging over her head was never actually because of him. The next thing he'd show would be sympathy, empathising over the young kids who watched their sister (one's in blood, the other in bond) die in front of them, and covered up an accident fearing they'd get blamed, as kids do.
Aubrey would be the next to understand, thinking of the incident at the lake with Basil. She realised she could've done the exact same thing as them - Basil can't swim, had Hero not come along, both Basil AND Sunny could've drowned. She could've done the exact same thing they had - the victim of a dumb accident based on actions in the heat of the moment - so she wouldn't take too long to forgive Sunny. She might take awhile to forgive Basil for framing it as a suicide, but when Aubrey finds out Sunny was the one who blacked out the photos and Basil took the blame for it, she'd probably also feel guilty.
Kel is the hard one here, despite what most other people would imagine. Maybe he'd say he forgave them, to keep everything together as the others forgave them, but he wouldn't actually.
We saw how he immediately blew up at Aubrey at the lake, we saw how he immediately dismissed her afterwards; he is NOT a fan of people hurting his friends, even if those people are also his friends. It took an entire convo with Hero to even make him face Aubrey again, and when he did he immediately started yelling at her again. He doesn't acknowledge her again until the scene in the backyard where they face the tree stump where yk (and then they also talk things out and stuff). And that was when Aubrey didn't even actually kill the friend, only could have. Even if it was Sunny and Basil, do you really think he would forgive them instantly?? There's nothing they can really say to justify it enough, in all honesty, no matter how much we as a fandom forgive them for it and think they deserve to be forgiven.
Maybe Kel would forgive them eventually, but I really don't think he'd actually forgive them very quickly, in contrast to everyone else's version of the ending, you know? Heck, he probably has a lot of built up resentment at both Hero and Aubrey too, for their mistreatment of him since the friend group fell apart, so they'd have to have a massive talk about  e v e r y t h i n g  and we know our lovely Kel does NOT likely sharing his feelings very much, so it would definitely take quiiiite a while. Not to mention every single one of them needs therapy ffs
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Hermione and Draco discuss murder, torture, and sexual innuendo over coffee - From Wiltshire, With Love
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Spy/handler war AU (E), complete.
Hermione flicked her gaze up to him, hoping to convey stern disapproval. “Mary already hates me. You just made it ten times worse.”
He glanced at her disbelievingly while tearing the paper wrapping off the tea bag.
“Someone hates Gryffindor’s Princess? Whatever for?”
Malfoy dunked the teabag in the hot water, spooned sugar into the tea and stirred.
She lifted her mug to her lips and blew the steam away. “She’s a pacifist. Doesn’t agree with killing or torturing people under any circumstances.”
He took a sip from his tea and eyed her over the mug. “I hate that in people,” he deadpanned.
“Absolutely no fun at all,” Hermione agreed, tapping her fingertips against the counter. “I suppose she expects us to wait for You-Know-Who to fall prey to an unfortunate accident.”
“Why wait for karma? I could strategically place banana peels on the floor before our next group torture session.”
Malfoy took a biscuit and popped it in his mouth.
“You’re an excellent spy, Malfoy.” She reached over to the plate of biscuits and took one for herself. “But death by banana peel seems rather… anticlimactic.”
He raised an eyebrow at her. “You were hoping for a climax? We can ask Mary about the recommendations for-”
She huffed in annoyance. “Can you get through one conversation without sexual innuendo? Just one.”
“Hmm,” he said, chewing on another biscuit thoughtfully while looking at her. “With you? Probably not.”
“You’re not like this with everyone?”
He shook his head and winked at her with a small smile. Her stomach flipped. Why? Why did he have that effect on her?
“You’re too much fun to tease.”
“Lucky me,” she said and took another biscuit. “Any pain?”
“I’m good to go.”
Hermione dumped the contents of her mug in the sink, washed it out and put it in the drying rack. Yawning, she leaned on the counter. “I’m knackered from babysitting you all night. I’m going to go see if I can catch a few hours’ sleep before I’m needed.”
Malfoy reached across the counter and lay his hand atop hers, squeezing lightly.
She glanced up, surprised, into his face. His expression was dead serious and his gaze locked on hers. Her heart thudded loudly in her chest with anticipation. Terror. Anticipation. Was he going to threaten to kiss her again?
“Thanks, Granger.”
Oh. No teasing. No threats. No caginess. Just pure gratitude.
“Of course,” she replied, blinking up at him. Hermione looked down at his hand atop hers. He didn’t remove it. Her skin tingled where his fingers and palm curved around her hand, and she enjoyed the strength and intimacy of his touch. Immediately, she felt guilty. About all of it.
Malfoy wasn’t Ron.
His Dark Mark peeked out from underneath his arm. Despite what she convinced Mary to do for him, his body still didn’t completely belong to him. She flicked her eyes to his and added, “If it were possible to remove your Dark Mark, I’d arrange that for you, too.”
“I’m sure you would, Granger.” Malfoy fixed his stare on her. His lips lifted slowly, warming her heart. “I’m sure you would.”
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AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30318162/chapters/74730492
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monin1ca · 1 year
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Hello~ hope youre having a wonderful day!
Can you make a Yoru ff where fem reader, Yoru and some other agents were playing truth or dare, and reader dared Yoru to sing, but he refused. So later Yoru came into readers room to sing "Shinunoga E-Wa" and reader knows the meaning of the song, so they realize that the riftwalker likes them :D
Word count:740  Warnings: Nothing Just fluff :’) WOOOHOOOOOO I ENJOYED WRITING THIS
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Why was he here again?
Yoru asks himself; it was a quiet night at the protocol. Well, aside from the fact the younglings were playing truth or dare at full volume. So many secrets were revealed during this game, and lots of stupid things were done. Cypher was having so much fun listening to and watching them. Though- this night wasn't a bad one; the attention turned to Yoru. It was his turn to be asked the question, “Truth or Dare?” Y/N excitedly asks, but he hesitates. “Dare?...” The other agents weren’t used to this Yoru, his voice that was usually heard with arrogance. Is now soft and meek; was he perhaps hiding something? 
“Ya know, Yoru,” Y/N began, “I’ve never heard you sing before!” The crowd begins to chatter and murmur in agreement and excitement, “So I dare you to sing!” Y/N smirks at the rift walker, but he wasn’t having any of it “W-what? You idiot, I never wanted to be here anyway.” He stands up, clearly in a rush to leave. “C’mon now, fam! That’s no fun!” Phoenix interjects; Yoru doesn't care and just flips off the latter. The others were left hanging, the anticipation killing them. ‘Was he good at singing and was just shy?’ or ‘Does he suck at singing? Even so, they probably won't judge’
The duelist rushes off to his room, loudly shutting the door behind him. He scavenges his room for his cigarettes and lighter; once found, he walks to the balcony and begins smoking. Whilst smoking, he thinks about his actions. He was a… mediocre singer; he didn’t sound bad at all! He had a chance to show off to his friends and, most especially, Y/N!  He blows out the smoke with so much frustration. Why did he walk out? Whatever, it doesn't matter; he plans on making it up to her.
Sometime later, after rehearsing what he wants to sing to you. Yoru gains the courage to walk to Y/N’s door. He softly knocks on her door, the tension in his body so strong it could kill him. He hears sluggish footsteps approaching the door; Yoru inhales and brings out his usual demeanor; Y/N opens the door, “Oh? Yoru? Whatcha doing here?” She drawls; it was clear she was kinda sleepy. “I’m here to make it up to you, idiot.” Though confused, she let Yoru into her room. She pats her bed, motioning for him to sit beside her.  He sits down and begins speaking, “Im here to make it up to you by... singing,” The rift walker says begrudgingly, Y/N squeals; surprised at his change of heart. “Well? Go on then!”
The male inhales slowly, “指切りげんまん ホラでも吹いたら 針でもなんでも 飲ませていただき (Pinky swear if I do tell a lie I'm willing to swallow needles or anything on) Monday, It doesn’t matter if it's Sunday.”  Ah, Y/N knew this song very well. Mostly because of TikTok but at some point, she was very fixated on this song ever since it became popular, she knew the English lyrics by heart at this point even the meaning. “鏡よ鏡よ この世で1番 変わることのない 愛をくれるのは だれ (Mirror, Mirror on the wall, Who would give me the most fairest love of them all) No need to ask cause it's my darling.” 
His voice was so different from his usual speaking voice. It was so mellow, soft and so enchanting. She could tell the man in front of her was pouring his heart out into this song. “わたしの最後はあなたがいい  (いい) あなたとこのままおサラバするより 死ぬのがいいわ 死ぬのがいいわ 三度の飯よりあんたがいいのよ (いい) あんたとこのままおサラバするよか 死ぬのがいいわ 死ぬのがいいわ (I want you to be my last If I had to keep being separated from you like this, I’d rather die, I'd rather die, I choose you over three meals a day, If I had to keep being separated from you like this, I'd rather die, I'd rather die,)”
Y/N was stunned, did he.. Really like her? Yoru stops singing, noticing the realization on her face. She pulls the duelist into a warm and loving hug, “I think I fell in love with you, even more, Yoru.” Yoru smiles, something he never did often. “Is this a yes?” He asks, just to make sure- “Yeah, I like you too Yoru.”
Author’s Note - HELLO I DUNNO IF I NAILED THIS DOWN CAUSE I FELT THE FORMAT WAS WEIRD, NONETHELESS I HOPE YOU ENJOYEDDDDD
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aita-blorbos · 7 months
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AITA for sabotaging Humanity's chance for survival?
Tw: Child Death
I, J(51,M) lost my daughter S at a young age while we were trying to escape from a cordyceps infection outbreak in our city. Twenty years after her death, the world has been transformed to a place full of people infected with the fungus - which can spread easily via bites or scratches or even something as simple as a spore. There is no cure yet so far. I and my partner T(51,F) were given a task by an associate M(40s, F) to deliver this girl E (14F) to a camp of a group I'll refer to as The FFS for anonymity, because E is immune to the cordyceps infection (E was bitten along with her friend R while they were exploring an abandoned mall; R turned, but E remained unaffected) and M believes that E could be the potential savior of the world.
We travelled across the entire country, and I lost T and some more people I'd met along the way, either to the infection, or to humans. I myself was grievously injured on an occasion and E had to nurse me back to health.
Somehow we managed to find the camp, and it turned out the reason E was immune was because the cordyceps in her brain had evolved, but to find a cure, the "doctors" there would have to extract it, which obviously meant that they'll have to kill E to make that happen. I had grown to care for E as my own daughter, and I refused to let that happen. I tried to convince M, but to no avail. Being left with no other option, I escaped from my bounds, and somehow managed to find E, killing everyone else who dared to cross me, including the "doctor" who was the one supposed to be operating on her. On our way out, I was confronted by M, who told me to reconsider my decision to jeopardize the world in such a way. I, of course, refused and killed M so that she could not come after E.
I lied to E about what truly happened there: that they'd already found some immune people just like her, but it turned out that there was no cure. I took her with me to my brother's community and we've been living there ever since.
So, AITA for prioritizing the life of a girl I'd come to care for as a daughter over the entire world, and lying to her about what truly happened?
Edit: E found out what happened and she thinks I should have let the doctor kill her to find the cure. I disagree on two grounds: firstly, E was unconscious while they were planning to operate on her, and secondly, there was only a small chance that the cure would've been successful. I was not going to sacrifice E's life for something that had a minor chance of working, regardless of how it affected the rest of the world. If I was given the chance to go back, I'd do the same thing all over again.
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eddieslittlefreak · 8 months
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in the darkness - steddie ff.
summary: steve thought these were just nightmares of his dead lover eddie, but seems like the line between reality and dreams sometimes become blurry. because a heart that stopped beating is still capable of love
note: the dark topics were always one of my favourites!! it’s a really long fic, which i started before my mental health got bad again, but finished when i started to look for something to get out of its pit hole. it made me avoid writing for the last couple of months, time to get back to it !!
A hot night in July. That’s when it happened.
Steve was sitting on his balcony in the late night hours, drinking a cup of tea. He enjoyed the life of the rich way too often after his lover Eddie passed away in mysterious ways. No one knew how the accident happened really, and Steve was dreaming of him ever since the night he left. He sometimes thought he saw a shadow from the corner of his eye, but whenever he turned to take a better look, no one was there. He sort of became paranoid and his friends were honestly worried about him. Nancy adviced therapy, while Dustin offered late night talks with him. But Steve turned these off, telling his mates he is completely fine. Even if a part of him was missing, that Eddie took with him.
After a while he decided to get ready to sleep. He did his usual routine, and shifted to sleep quickly, his mind tired from the constant memory flashbacks he had through the day. All of them were of Eddie. Because Steve smiled and laughed, went on with his days, but the grief was slowly killing him, too.
As the clock striked midnight, a noise was heard from outside of his bedroom, somewhere down the hallway. Steve thought he must be dreaming, but as he heard something again, little drops of cold sweat started to appear on his forehead. He lighted the candle right on his bedside table and got it in his hand. 
His bedroom door opened with a loud creak, and Steve’s heart jumped into his throat. He didn’t even know what could have made the noise, but his guts were filled with horror and curiousness. He took each step slowly, ready for anything that was waiting for him in the darkness.
At least he thought he was ready for anything.
The wax was slowly running down on the side of the candle as Steve approached the sound in the kitchen. His kitchen was gigantic, you could basically get lost in it. Someone was there, facing the cabinet. Steve’s heartbeat was in his throat as he was looking at the back of the man. Long, dark curls were falling onto his shoulder and Steve thought he must be dreaming. His clothing was dark as well, giving his body a beautiful shape. Steve never believed in ghosts, which is well.. a good thing, since this person wasn’t a ghost. He looked just as alive as Steve, and Steve started to get creeped out.
He bit his lip, bruising the soft skin on it with his teeth, while on the top of his tongue there was a name. A name that wanted to knock his tooth out to finally be heard. He rubbed his eyes, still holding into the last bit of hope of this all being only a fidgement of his imagination, a trick that his mind was playing on him.  He thought running would be the best option, so he started to back up, but he didn’t dare to take his eyes off the person in front of him. He wasn’t looking where he was going, so he accidentally knocked down a glass which luckily didn’t break, but made a sharp noise in the silence. 
Steve’s heart jumped into his throat once again as the person turned and now was facing him.
“E-Eddie?” Steve’s voice was weak, filled with fear. The candle was shaking in his hand and little drops of sweat started to form on the back of his neck.
“My, my..” a grin creeped onto Eddie’s lips. He was thrilled and excited to see his lover again. He literally went through hell just to get back to him. “It’s so nice to finally see you again, my dear.” Eddie stepped closer and Steve and Steve almost screamed. He was so close to throwing the candle at him, risking that he burns down the whole house.
“No, wait! Get away from me, you freak!” he cried out, stepping back as much as the wall would let him. Now there was no escape. “You can’t be him! He.. he..”
“Died?” Eddie tilted his head, curiousity hiding in his dark eyes. He was now so close to Steve, that if he reached out, he could have touched him. “Death doesn’t mean leaving, Steve.” Eddie gently shook his head, warm smile spreading on his lips. “I missed you so much, my dear.” he touched Steve’s face. Eddie’s hand was stone cold, like he didn’t have any blood flowing in it, while Steve’s cheek was burning like the sun. “Didn’t you miss me?” he asked as he took the candle, placing it to the near by table. Steve was shaking, terrified to close his eyes for even a moment. He didn’t know what he could possibly do if he didn’t pay attention.
“You can’t be him.” he said as he thickly swallowed. “It’s not possible.” Steve was mostly saying this to himself, because he was a bit scared that he might have gone mad. He should have listened to his dear friends when they offered help, but he had no clue about what was waiting for him.
“I am real, darling. I am so real, and I am here to take you with me.” Eddie said, leaning closer to his scared to death lover. He gently pressed his lips against Steve’s, who was still shaking like a leaf. He felt like his knees are about to give up as Eddie deepend the kiss, so he grabbed his arms and tried to keep himself steady. Eddie’s skin was like porcelain, but he kissed so hotly. Steve felt like every part of him was on fire, burning him to the core. He finally closed his eyes, his limbs giving in as Eddie’s hands wondered over his whole body. He was familiar with every inch of Steve, he knew every secret of his.
“Please.” Steve didn’t know what he was asking for. He was confused, scared and so, so lost.
“Steve, oh Steve!” Eddie raised his voice like a royalty before his most solemn speach. “People think that when your body starts to rot, all the love poures out through the holes on your skin, but it couldn’t be farther from the truth. Love still lingers in the core of my bones and every part of me aches for you.” he breathed heavily onto Steve’s neck, as his lips found their perfect spot on the senstivie skin. “My mind is fogged up with the thought of you and I can’t seem to go on without you. I am your lover, right? Do you still want me, Steve?” Eddie touched Steve’s neck, which made the man jump.
“You’re so cold..” he whined softly, eyes traicing over Eddie’s painfully gorgeous face. He used to paint him, sit in front of the canvas for days because he wanted everything to be perfect. Eddie just seemed to casually exist with all of the beauty of his, not even noticing the looks on the streets he got from strangers. And seems like death didn’t change a single thing. He was just as beautiful as he was on the day Steve lost him in the accident. Everything stayed the same; the rasp of his voice, the gaze of his doe eyes, the shape of his mellow lips. Steve’s face got flustered just from the memory of where have those lips been on his body before and now he ached to his soul, pressing up against Eddie. He missed him, he longed for him and he felt like he is about to break under the weight of the grief. But now somehow Eddie was there, more alive than ever.
“Regardless of that, I have a burning desire for you, Steve..” he lowered his voice. He wrapped his hand around Steve’s wrist then placed it onto his hip, dangerously close to his crotch. He was flaming hot there and Steve might have gave a small, needy whine. He was at the edge of crying as he lied his head into the crock of Eddie’s neck, breathing heavily onto the ice cold skin.
“Jesus Christ..” Steve murmured, the soft curls of Eddie’s tickling his face. “You’re.. real?”
“Haven’t you listened to me before, sweetheart?” Eddie asked, wrapping his other arm around Steve’s waist. “So real, and so yours.” Steve finally moved his numb limbs, pulling Eddie closer to him, not even caring about how bizarre the situation was. He was fighting for air, his lungs were desperate. He was at the edge of hyperventilating. “Breath for me, my dear. I am here.” he whispered into Steve’s ear, who needed to listen and he started to feel a bit lightheaded. “Nothing will take you away from me anymore.” he was brushing over Steve’s back, so gentle and careful. 
Steve lifted his head, just to look into the eyes of death. He never seen such terrifying sight before, and he immediately backed up from Eddie, earning a dark glare. Steve clenched his fists as his jaw tensed. He was sure, that this is his lover, but in a much different, darker form that he had before. That once clean and delicate soul now was dirty and rough, and was painfully yearning for one thing: Steve.
“Leave.” Steve said, voice small, but steady. Eddie tilted his head, pressing his lips into a thin line.
“What does that suppose to mean, Stevie?” he asked, eyes dangerously dark. Steve’s gaze lingered over the wall, where one of his favorite paintings hang. He could barely see the outlines of it in the light of the candle, but he knew what that painting meant for him and Eddie.
“I watched you die, Eddie.” said Steve, avoiding eye contact “I don’t want whatever took over you, to shatter my most precious memories of you. You’re the love of my life, and as much as I want to, I just cannot give myself over the mirage of seeing you here, touching you, feeling you. It’s all so fucking terrifying, Eddie. I am so damn terrified.” Eddie listened, not even taking a louder breath while Steve was talking. “You have no clue how I felt on the first night alone. It was the loneliest night of my whole existence, and I wished to never live ever again after it. I prayed to some God, whoever is up in the skies to just take me, too.” he looked up at him “Whatever or whoever you are, do not shade the memory of my one true love.”
At first, Eddie’s shoulder shook a bit and Steve thought that he is about to start crying. But it was quite actually the opposite. The first few small giggles were like a thorn, pushed right through Steve’s heart. Eddie’s playful grin now became a bit evil, but something, something still lingered behind of it that still reminded Steve of who Eddie once was. Does death changes you?
“Haven’t you listened, Steve?” Eddie sighed, as he softly shook his head “It’s. Me. I know exactly how much you still want me, because death never made a difference.” he took a few steps closer to him, and Steve just couldn’t get himself to pull away again. His body was against what his mind wanted. “Let me take you with me, my dear.”
“No.. no!” Steve snapped, then grabbed the candle and rushed out of the kitchen, leaving Eddie there.
It was the darkest hour of the night, when even the moon decided to hide behind some clouds that gathered on the sky. The candle wasn’t enough source of light, Steve couldn’t even see in front of him. He just hoped that he could find a way back to his room where he could lock himself away, and this nightmare would end as soon as he went to sleep again. Suddenly, everything went silent. The wasn’t any creaking, or owl hooting, but the silence, that ate him up. He stopped, like his legs froze, and desperately looked around in the darkness. In darkness, our minds are more likely to make up figures and movements that aren’t actually there, but the brain just turns on the alarm to be careful, and this time Steve’s brain was right to do it. 
He took a shaky breath, and in the next moment darkness fully hugged around him, as someone blew the candle. He almost let out a scream as he now just stood there, completely unaware of his surroundings. At this moment the moon decided to show her face again and shine through on the only window that wasn’t covered by a curtain. And there was Eddie, face painted by the moon light.
“Oh, Steve..” he sighed, looking at the helpless man, who didn’t know what to do. His whole life flashed before his eyes as Eddie pulled him closer to him, now fully unsure what his intensions were. “Why are you running from me? Don’t you want me back?” he pouted, and Steve’s heart shattered in his chest. The darkness, the silence and emptiness around him, Eddie’s sharp and deep voice made his mind numb.
“I-I..” Steve swallowed as Eddie cupped his face, brushing his thumb over his skin.
“You’re coming with me.” Eddie stated.
The next thing Steve felt was a sharp pain in his chest, then something cold running down on his torso. He couldn’t really breathe and suddenly Eddie’s beautiful face started to became a blurry mess in front of him. His whole body felt heavy and everything in his mind became a blur.
“E-Eddie?” Steve coughed, then he looked down and saw one of those fancy knives that they got for their wedding from their friends, sticking out from his chest. His eyes widened, but oddly enough, he didn’t panic. It was rather strange than scary. Maybe the main part of him really wanted to go with Eddie, and his body finally overtook his mind. His blood was all over him and the floor as he fell onto his knees. “Eddie, please..” he held his hand, pressing his face to Eddie’s hip. “What’s going on..?”
“The red means ‘I love you’.” he giggled, caressing Steve’s soft curls.Steve felt weak as he looked into those beautiful, but cruel eyes. It felt like home, actually. “It’s you and me forever, sweetheart. Death will never do us apart.”
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constellationdks · 4 months
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Wangxian prompt for all wangxian ff writers:
In an apocalyptic world, wangxian are in seperate groups. Wwx's group doesn't know much about him, but they love him and look up to him nonetheless. Lwj's group has let's say, his family and they are in contact with jiang's group. They are all out surviving, running , moving, killing monsters or zombies or whatever.
Lwj's group crosses paths with wwx's group, and both the groups note that there's some tension between wx, like a shared past?
Later when wwx is on a supply run or something, lwj has a convo with someone in wwx's group, and it comes into knowledge that before this apocalyptic world, wx used to live together, they were happily married. Wwx was pregnant and they were quite new to this marriage. They hadn't known e/o for a very long time before marrying, it was like 'its arranged, but we love e/o'. During the 2nd month of wwx's pregnancy, they start having some issues in their marriage, which developes eventually into quiet a big, no very big fight , something in the lines of lwj saying, why are we even having this baby, then he leaves to work. Next day they are happy and back to building their rs again, without actually talking about the issue, and then we get to know the wwx is actually broken hearted and has given up.
He had a miscarriage (it's ur choice if the baby actually dies or not) and was taken to hospital while lwj was at work and then when they meet in the hospital, they decided to seperate, but lwj wanted to be with wwx and he was gonna meet and persue wwx next day but that was when apocalypse started and he wasn't able to find wwx.
( ps. If ur gonna write a fic on it, please mention me, I wanna read! )
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winderlylandchime · 7 months
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Okay 3/3 I AM SO SORRY! But i really wanted you to get the full gist of this since this was the episode that kind of started it all without him even realizing it.
‘..oh no offense to Brian but I would NOT sit on that swing set…haha that kid does not want that bat! He is an ally just like me and he knows the horrors! OH SHIT HE REMEMBERS! HE REMEMBERED AND BRIAN IS SO FUCKING WORRIED FFS CAN SOMEONE MAKE HIM ADMIT HES IN LOVE ALREADY BECAUSE I AM ONLY ONE MAN AND I CAN ONLY DO SO MUCH!’ He is saying all this while looking at me as if its my fault the writers wrote this. ‘Im happy for mel and linds so no offense my dudes, but yall suck as a couple.’ Ive been waiting all episode for the last scene to happen and when i looked at him, he just put his hand up and shushed me. ‘oh bri bri was scared! What did i say?! He looooves him! Yeah Brian why didnt you tell him you tried to save him?! Ill tell you why: GUILT! He is feeling guilty bc he too has ptsd and yet nobody except me for some reason notices that and *points to himself* I am on many many many drug- oh they’re gonna fuck. Justin, are WE ready for this? Oh apparently we are. OH MY GOD THE SCARF! I FORGOT ABOUT THE SCARF! THE SCARF! JUSTIN IS BACK BUT HE STILL HAS IT! I THOUGHT IT WAS ONLY WITHOUT JUSTIN BUT JUSTIN KINDA WASNT HERE EVEN WHEN HE WAS BC HES NOT THEE JUSTIN YET YOU KNOW? I SWEAR IM MAKING SO MUCH SENSE IN MY HEAD! He has the scarf!!! AND JUSTIN SAW IT! OH MY GOD THE SCARF! THE SCARF!!! *hits me repeatedly while just yelling the word SCARF! at me*, okay i am chill! I am calm! This is all normal! HE WANTS HIM INSIDE OF HIM?! OH THATS ONE WAY TO SAY IT! LIKE THE FIRST TIME?! OFC HE REMEMBERS! Brian..bri bri, idk how to tell you this my bro but what you’re doing right now is making love not fucking, so WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY FIRST TIME HMMMM? Do we need to revisit the L word?! THEY ARE HOLDING HANDS WHILE MAKING LOVE! BRIAN WHO ARE YOU FOOLING BC IT SURE ISNT ANY OF US! ALEXA PLAY L-O-V-E BY ASHLEE SIMPSON! *alexa starts playing* OH SHIT i forgot you had that bitch, i was just messing, stop her she’s ruining the vibes for them! This my dear friend is making passionate love after a horrible even- OH MY GOD THE SCARF AGAIN! Im cool, im tota- actually i dont think im cool. That was..i need a cigarette’ he then went outside and when i looked out the window to see how he was doing, he was laying in the middle of the grass in a star position. It took him 10 minutes to come inside, and when he got inside he just went ‘i gotta call mom..but i told her im not watching it. I need someone to listen to my thoughts (OH IF ONLY HE KNEW) i know! Im gonna trick her into listening to me without her knowing whats it about so that way she wont know i watched it’ so there we have it: 1) he went through every emotion on the planet 2)i swear 1 ep takes over an hour to watch bc he keeps pausing/rewinding for “research” 3) our mom will for sure kill me and him too and 4) writing these is chaotic bc i do update the group chat while its happening and then later put it on “paper” for you but holy shit this is A LOT and i always feel bad hdjska
THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE ANON
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