Daily excerpt from chapter 36 of A Stain that Won't Dissolve:
'There,' Sebastian said against his mouth, biting as his lower lip, and then his neck. Alex exhaled heavily, tilting his head away so Sebastian had more access, cheeks flaming at the pleased laugh that gusted against his skin before teeth scraped over skin in a way that made Alex want to go completely limp against the bed.
'You're a sucker for kissing, huh,' Sebastian said, biting down against Alex's neck, doing something with his teeth and tongue that ached slightly, felt like a pulling sensation. Alex groaned, and Sebastian kept doing it, licking over the sore spot several times before doing it again a bit further down.
Suddenly the fingers inside him felt not terrible actually. He felt full, and aching, but when he squirmed next time he didn't know if he wanted more or less or the sensation.
Yeah, sue him, he was a sucker for kissing.
'Good boy,' Sebastian said against his collarbone. Alex made a choked sound, eyes widening, because he didn't know Sebastian would say something like that, he didn't know he'd react to it like that.
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sanji struggling to say "i love you" to usopp because he's still getting used to being in love with a man, but when he's finally ready to say it (he thinks that he is) he keeps postponing it because he has this idealistic concept of telling usopp that he loves him in a perfect, romantic way, and it never seems to be romantic enough.
he's stressed. usopp doesn't seem to mind that he can't say it yet, but sanji hates himself for making him wait. he keeps forcing himself to say it, but whenever it's the perfect time... he just can't do it.
the first time he says "i love you" to usopp ends up being in the kitchen. he's cooking multiple things at once and usopp is there with him like he usually is, telling sanji stories while he works on the food. sanji is just too lovestruck and focused on usopp that he forgets to take the food out of the oven. usopp is the one to do it, saving the food before it gets ruined.
sanji's too relieved to think his next words through: "oh, shit- thank you, thank you! i love you so much! i don't know what i would've done without you!" usopp doesn't respond. he just stares at sanji with wide open eyes and a silly smile slowly appearing on his face. "what?"
"you just told me that you loved me!"
"NO I DIDN'T! DID I? OH SHIT I DID." sanji starts panicking, of course, leaving the food on the counter to grab usopp by the shoulders. "you didn't hear anything."
"but i did!" usopp tries to be a tease about it, but he's just too happy. "you love me! not take backs!"
"i take it back, though!" before usopp can take what he says seriously, sanji groans. "i wanted it to be special, goddamnit. can't you just forget it?"
usopp holds sanji's hands carefully, intertwining their fingers together. "i can't forget it but... there will be more times for you tell me. again and again if- if you want to, of course, i'm not-"
"again and again." sanji can't help but get excited at the new possibilities. "i'll tell you again and again."
"i do think this was pretty romantic, though."
"if you consider my food almost getting burned to be romantic you won't be allowed in my kitchen ever again."
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What is family?
For a long long time, Rae only knew his family a mother who was trapped in a land he never knew of. He found his purpose in trying to find and free her. She was his family through blood. He cared for her.
Then came along two little lab assistants who cared.
They brought him food, made him take breaks and listened to him when he needed to be heard. They became his family through choice. He loved them.
Through horrid pain he found out that a woman, a goddess, who had tortured his friends and used them as tools, was his second mother. She was his family through blood. He loathed her.
He came to learn that he had a sibling somewhere, wandering the world. He found hope in that knowledge; hope that one day he could find his blood family. He held out hope.
And then he found them. Through the God of Creation, he found his brother. They ran into each others open and waiting arms, thanking the world that they finally found each other. They were his blood family. He loved them.
His brother also had a father - their family was split into two; one with the God of Creation and their mother; and one with the Goddess of the Mind and their mother. He chose the first one, hoping that they would choose him in return.
For a time, they seemed to.
His purpose shifted, wanting to free the man who claimed to be his father - not by blood, mind you, but by choice. He worked day and night, barely sleeping, through his own sickness and declining health, to find a away to free him. To free a man who claimed to be his father.
He had almost died to a sickness and a vengeful goddess to free the god, and yet when the plan had failed, the God had retaliated with a reset.
Eventually though, through hurting an another family, he saved the man who claimed to be his father. He reunited father and child in hopes that he would be chosen.
And yet, when things went wrong, when he had a moment of panic and hurt his brother once, he was cast out. He was chased out of the family who had claimed they chose him.
Instead, an another person rose. He found a connection with the Goddess of the Mind, his mother. At first, he loathed it.
But over time, as she learned to be more like a parent to him, his brother and supposed father's presence faded from his side.
And then he died. He died, giving his powers to a man who called him a bastard. He was brought back to life with his mother's final choice. She had chosen to love him, and in turn, he loved her.
But he lost her.
Instead he was left in a world with a man, who's words were so foul and wrong, who twisted every promise and good thing into a nightmare. Such a horrid nightmare that his mind shattered.
His family was the one who helped him. The nephews who, throughout the years, still chose him as a family every single day; the friends he cared and loved as did they; and his partners, who he found home within, all came to his rescue.
His brother and supposed father were nowhere near.
When he returned, when his mind pieced itself back together and he had more answers about their mother, his brother turned him away and called him a liar.
And instead his brother turned into a nightmare, molded by the God of Creation.
But he kept trying, kept finding ways to show his brother that he was still there. That he cared. That he loved them.
That all broke when his brother took a step too far. When his brother killed one of his nephews.
Icarus had fallen far before, but this was the final strike.
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