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Ok guess what I'm back with another sad sopping stuff and it's still about Steven, can I call this a drabble?
Y/n is Steven's lover, and she struggles with making friends at work. When she thought she was doing a good job, reality hits her in the face.
It was a Saturday morning and Y/n had forgotten about an important meeting, her brain tricking her into thinking it was a normal day, and by the time she realized it, it was too late.
But the thing that made Y/N sad wasn't her boss being mad; it was her co-worker.
"You aren't in the meeting this morning?" A woman in a beige pencil skirt said, holding a cup of coffee in her hand. She seems surprised when Y/n is having a breakdown over the meeting.
"I- I don't know, I DO know there would be a meeting, somehow I- I forgot?!"
"Well, you should tell the boss" The woman said before leaving to get back to her seat, pretending to be busy with the paperwork.
Y/N has no choice but to also take a seat and quickly type an apology message to her boss. After hitting the send button, she doesn't have the energy or motivation to finish the work anymore.
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"Love! You're home early" Steven said when Y/N walked through the front door, but his joy quickly turned to concern when he noticed she had been crying."Did something happen?..."
Y/n doesn't say anything back; she just slowly sits down and holds her knees close to her chest before starting to cry loudly. This of course makes Steven's worries skyrocket, and he quickly rushes to her side to see what's wrong.
"Love, hey hey why are you crying?" The British man held onto Y/n's hand, the warmth from his hand making her calm down a bit, but not enough to stop her from crying.
"Do..Do you think people hate me Steven?"
"What? No, who would hate you?"
Y/n wiped her tears with the jacket's sleeve; it already had a big wet patch now. "My coworkers, whom I have known for more than three years. Do you think they hate me?"
Y/n doesn't wait for Steven to answer; she continues to speak. "Today I have an important meeting, and... it was my fault; I forgot about it somehow, but it was a two-hour meeting, and no one texts me, or calls me, or whatever... they don't even notice I wasn't there."
Steven's heart clenched at Y/n's words. His lover is like the sun; she is warm-hearted and always trying her best. Steven never failed to notice her presence; how could he? And yet here she is, talking about herself like she's just a dull piece of rock or a puddle of mud.
"Oh...love-"
"I WORKED WITH HER, I ATE LUNCH WITH HER, I CHATTED WITH HER; I have done everything, I thought she was my friend! ..." Y/n suddenly feels angry and frustrated; she doesn't realize her voice is so loud Steven was taken back.
"And not just her, NOBODY noticed I wasn't at the meeting; all the co-workers... STUPID, this workplace is a goddamn PAIN" She threw her suitcase across the room; it made a loud slam when hitting the floor before sliding under the table.
Steven cringed at the sound before turning his attention back to Y/n, her face full of dry and wet tears, her eyes puffy and red, not to mention her nose too.
"Love, I know you have tried your best, and if someone can't realize that, it's their fault, not yours" Steven stopped for a moment to look at Y/n's reaction, making sure she was listening to him. "There are still people who are worth your love and kindness, people that you can trust to be friends with"
Y/n bites her lips to stop herself from crying, and she lets Steven hug her afterwards, listening to him rant about fun Egyptian facts before dozing off to sleep in his embrace.
"Take some rest, darling. I love you" Steven brushed off the strain of hair on Y/N's face before giving her a small kiss, admiring the subtle smile on her face.
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Gabriel Luna as Tommy Miller (The Last of Us)
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hi this is just a little post to see if anyone would be interested in joining a discord server!! i wanna roleplay deltarune and chat and stuff and have a little group
there's like zero spots nowadays for simple group roleplay so this is an attempt to recreate that
18+ non nsfw :3 probably lit/semi-lit
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Potion for Love by AURORA for any ship please!
"any ship". Well, I'm a basic bitch, so--
When I lay in your arms and our worlds can collide
Into one atmosphere, we are here 'til we're not
Dazai is sixteen.
The Mafia is like a home he never asked for, drenching him in blood and despair and death. So much death, but never his own, despite his best attempts.
He hates most days. He hates the feel of air in his lungs and of cloth on his skin. He hates when anyone tries to help clean him up after a mission. He hates opening his eyes and realizing that he has, again, survived.
There are a few things he doesn't hate, though. Even if he claims to loathe the existence of a certain gravity manipulator, he can recognize obsession when it settles into his bones. Chuua knows how to get under his skin, but he also knows how to understand what Dazai is thinking without Dazai having to say anything. That, at least, is reassuring.
Terrifying, but reassuring.
Right now, for reasons he can't begin to piece together, Chuuya is snoring, arm thrown across Dazai's waist, head cushioned on Dazai's arm. Said arm has fallen asleep long ago, but Dazai can't find it in himself to move. He isn't sure how they got here.
What he is sure of is that when Chuuya wakes up, Dazai won't be there.
~
When I see you again as a stranger or a friend
Could you give me a kiss from the past?
Make it soft, make it last like a lake in a glass
Like an endless reminder of us
Dazai is twenty-two.
He sees Chuuya again. Something pulls at his chest, something akin to longing, or maybe to fear. Chuuya, for his part, looks equal parts relieved, bitter, and sad, of all things.
Chuuya gets close and Dazai feels the ghost of their past across his lips.
~
I recall our minds being strange and alike
You were quiet at most, I would watch and explode
With a storm in my mind, you would understand why
They all name hurricanes after us
Dazai is seventeen.
He has seen Chuuya's corruption many times. It never stops being a hauntingly beautiful thing. The aftermath is less so.
"Dazai," Chuuya murmurs.
Hmm?" Dazai threads his fingers through Chuuya's hair.
"We have to go."
"No," Dazai says. He's already reported back to Mori and Kouyou. Hirotsu is nearby, ready when they need him, but always pliant to Dazai's whims. "You can rest here."
"The ground fuckin' hurts," Chuuya coughs blood onto Dazai's lap.
"You can't move like this. Rest. I'll carry you in a bit."
There's a hesitation. Chuuya shifts, hisses, and then becomes dead weight. "Promise?"
"Always."
~
When I see you again as a stranger or a friend
I will give you a kiss from the past
I will send you away, hoping you'll be okay
With a piece of your heart living in mine
Dazai is twenty-three.
He pulls Chuuya in. A selfish moment. An entire day of walking side by side, of teasing remarks, of soft looks that no one would ever expect from either of them. An entire night wrapped together, tumbling through sheets, whispered confessions into the darkness.
And then, Dazai pushes Chuuya away.
~
I don't feel love anymore
And how it hurts when you walked out of the door
Forgetting why we fell in love hurts me the most
Dazai is eighteen.
Oda has died in his arms.
Dazai disappears without a word.
~
I don't feel love anymore
And how it hurts when you walk out of the door
Forgetting why we fell in love hurts me the most
Dazai is twenty-four.
The note has two teardrops on it when he sets it on the table. He wonders what the recipient will think, but then decides he is no longer privy to such things. The empty pill bottle clatters out of his hand as the tremors set in. The whiskey bottle in his other hand comes back up to his lips.
A kiss of death.
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Instagram: johnp.shanley
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Re: Picard S3. I admit that I'm excited to see the gang back together, and I am a sucker for the nostalgia, especially since we knew it would be a three season run, and to me it doesn't not make sense to have a TNG romp at the eleventh hour, though there were certainly other ways they could go. But it was always going to end after three seasons. So to conclude (for better or worse) the arcs of certain characters at the end of S2 also doesn't not make sense, to me, if S3 is basically a bonus round, after which it's all over for good.
So I'm the one this is for, sorry everyone. I'm also the one who definitely didn't move on from Picard/Crusher, and I could point to TNG things in my defense, but I think we all get it, those who choose to buy in, and it's okay if you don't.
All that being said, and this is the crucial part of it for me, it is incredibly frustrating that they developed Laris and Zhaban so fantastically in S1, only to kill Zhaban offscreen and relegate Laris to Love Interest and/or Not Even Laris Most Of The Time. That's just shitty writing to me, and clearly shitty planning, and every time Tallinn came on I was annoyed because I wanted Laris.
(I know lots of people liked Tallinn, and I'm not dismissing that. But I just wanted Laris, and my wanting Laris stood in the way of my appreciating Tallinn meaningfully.)
Laris deserved her own story. They turned her from a multidimensional character in S1 to a plot device in S2, as a way to make some inane point about Picard that isn't even exactly accurate.
Like, 'insulting' isn't exactly the right word, but it feels a little insulting. Or, I'm insulted on Laris' behalf. I don't know. It feels yucky. I'm sure fanfiction is doing a spectacular job of rectifying this wrong in a multitude of ways, but they (showrunners et al) didn't even sell the Picard/Laris deal because we almost never saw Actual Laris the entire season.
Picard deciding to make a go of it with Laris based on his experiences with Tallinn, who just looks like Laris, is really uncomfortable.
And so I'm bracing myself to feel like, you know, what a waste, when it comes to whatever they do with Laris in S3. Even as I do, admittedly, hope for P/C. (Quite frankly, with all the promo stuff Gates and Patrick have been doing, if we don't see P/C I'm gonna lose it.) But that hope doesn't negate my unhappiness with the Laris debacle. And if they hadn't killed off Zhaban maybe we could have had it all.
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What will part three be about? Obv about wherever kev went(I have so many theories) but will the foxes/jerejean be present? Will it be mainly about kev healing? What’s the time jump? Will we get jerejeans perspective?
sorry about the paragraph 😅
oh gosh, I'm glad you're so excited anon!! I'm going to try and answer these the best I can without spoiling anything...so...uh...here we go!
will the foxes/jerejean be present? Yes.
Will it be mainly about kev healing? Mmm...*shakes magic 8 ball rapidly and checks screen*...outlook is good.
What’s the time jump? Oh, it's in - *incoherent static noises*
Will we get jerejeans perspective? Nope - this will still be in Kevin's POV.
Thanks for asking! 😁
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Finally got a chance to post this!!!
It's not often Val gets dolled up, but she wouldn't miss @cosmiconix's Masquerade Ball for the world! Thanks again for the invite!!! 🥳🎉
Happy Halloween!🎃
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my boyfriend’s dad peeling me an orange entirely unprompted and my boyfriend’s mom referring to me as ‘their daughter-in-law’ is really all i needed after a horrifically awful visit with my father at the hospital
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OKOK on top of rin being ALL MINE personified, i also think that after dark! sae embodies CREEPIN' by metro boomin ft 21 savage & the weeknd 😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫
NOOOOONNIEEEEEEEEE u cannot just come on here and ATTACK MEEEEE with the tune that i've had on repeat ever since it came out ADANSINSADOIA pleaseeeeeeee!! it FITS ! @_@
how you go from housewife to a sneaky link?
OH MY GOD ??!!!#!
if you're playin' me, keep it on the low / cause my heart can't take this anymore
(ノ_<、)
also congrats nonnie cuz u just threw a big fat plotwist idea at me .. and i am CRY ING let me tell u !!!!!!!!! MWAH i love love love ur thoughts !!!
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I just saw She Hulk ep.8 and Imma say this:
I NEED MATT MURDOCK TO SLUT ME OUT.
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I don't think good girls get rubbed by one friend while having another friend inside of them and while thinking about their boss.
-Shion
*face heating up* s-shut up! I wasn't thinking about....izana. not till you mentioned him. And I'm still a good girl, I've always been so good for all of you. You know I have.
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