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andorerso · 2 months
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if we're talking about Lyra, here's my hot take
I think she and Galen both failed Jyn. I don't think Lyra was a shitty mother, she clearly loved Jyn a lot and did her best in difficult circumstances, but at the same time, Jyn was eight years old, she needed her parents. she wasn't an adult or a teen or even a young tween who may be able to look out for herself, she was entirely reliant on her parents who failed to put her safety first.
the situation is obviously nuanced, so again, I don't think this makes Lyra a terrible parent by any means, but I'd be lying if I said that I thought she did right by Jyn in that moment. killing Krennic was never a plan that was going to work. say she got a lucky shot and managed to end him, what then? the troopers still kill her, and they either still take Galen or kill him too. Jyn still ends up alone and vulnerable.
I'm not putting the blame solely on Lyra, but I think she did have a responsibility towards Jyn the same as Galen, and imo they both failed her in this aspect
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thedreadvampy · 9 months
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every so often I discover new things I'm unhappy with about the Sandman adaptation and each one is pettier than the last
what do you MEAN the word battle is between Dream and Lucifer? no it's NOT. it's between Dream and Choronzon who's acting on Beelzebub's behalf it's about the petty politics of Hell which is in large part what Lucifer finds so tiresome.
also why does Dream have human eyes give that bitch some contacts or Something
#red said#i need to block the sandman tag i just have such a hateon for this show#that i have not and will not watch#even for understandable adaptional decisions!#like it's a LOT of story and not all of it is intuitive and i understand the need to simplify it and pare down the cast#it's entirely fair to say whittle out the triumvirate which frankly doesn't play THAT much part in the story#but also if you're not introducing Choronzon and Beelzebub here it does require shifting a big chunk of the endgame story of Seasons of Mist#cause who. is he bargaining with from hell who has a grudge against him. if the person he's clashed with in hell is Lucifer#who's the one giving up the key and initiating the plot#see this is why. you shouldn't adapt the story you should leave it alone :(#it's a story that is DESIGNED for the language and reading style of comics!!!!!!!!!!!#the visuals don't work onscreen cause the imagery is about panel to panel juxtaposition!!!!!#the plot doesn't work onscreen because the comic is reliant on the reader's expectation that they're reading part of an established world#cause it's marketed to superhero comics fans! so it can make broad gestures towards how the world works and expect you to extrapolate!#but tv and film don't work like that! we expect to have things much more fully explained in screen media!#even now that extended universe screen media is popular it still isn't the norm#it's not the foundation of the narrative language of film and tv the way it is with comics#tv already has less space than comics to tell the same story because it's timebound in a way comics are#it can't montage through scenes as fast or make as many jumps shot to shot as comics cause that would be overwhelming and confusing#and then WITHIN that if you have to stop and explain who people are you HAVE to shrink the cast#TV stories just don't have space for the kinds of huge-cast complex-interwoven-plot storytelling that comics do#especially if they want to have ANY time at ALL for slower character moments#so you gotta cut stuff down#like yeah your average floppy is what. 32 pages including covers and ads?#and your average episode of TV is 30-60 minutes#but a) that script is probably not much longer than the finished comic#and b) it needs to be way more focused because as i say comics language let's you jump around#in a way that screen language doesn't#you can't do the two important lines from a conversation then move onto the next thing#it feels jarring and rushed in film
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avocado-writing · 5 months
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Mfw another empty blog follows me
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bookwyrminspiration · 10 months
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Christian i can’t with you right now. your obsession with food and you can’t even cut a fucking pepper? embarrassing
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the-casbah-way · 11 months
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studying sparta 😀🥳👅🕺
having to rake through heaps of academic papers written by crusty old men with no critical thinking skills who insist on rimming other crusty old men with no critical thinking skills who died 2000 years ago ‼️🤨🤯🏃
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whatudottu · 1 year
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Reintroducing Andrite and Tero’Ra, I present the ‘stuck in development hell’ original character donut steal Kesi, an oc that was made before I turned my ‘thep khufan aren’t an alien species’ Mutants and Magic au as my default Ben 10 ocverse so she stopped being Kesiris.
Have also this ‘rotating in my mind for forever’ triad pondering how to taste a rock that can’t taste featuring fucked up face hugger petrosapien kissing-
#andrite#kesi#tero'ra#oc#ben 10 oc#ben 10#fanart#you have no idea who kesi is because i have not spoken about her#she is a seamstress and has always been conceptualised AS a seamstress#however she was a thep khufan seamstress that had an ectonurite assistance (tero'ra) who would do the heavy lifting#when i both decided i wanted to make even os more mutant and magic (a la au) and then decided to make it an oc verse#(this oc verse including annie and thus the andromeda 5 thus the heavily magic mutant and neurodivergent plagued ra'ad reliant on this au)#i was left with a character i couldn't (in my head) talk about anymore because i had written out her entire backstory#but looking into who were actually mummified (the mummification process including magic being the justification of the os mummy up and out)#commoners could be mummified even if it is exorbantly expensive#so kesi was a seamstress that instead of being on earth as an alien- she is a seamstress from over 5000 years ago in modern era#some fuck head did what some fuck head does and awakens a mummy- kesi wakes up pissed that her work is being stolen#then she realises that her family scrounged up enough coin to afford a mummification for her- someone who died a little bit too soon#and she sets up a business that welcomes aliens (especially for a work seeking ghost and a dysphoric rock) because how human is she#also they are a poly thems the rules i don't know what to tell ya#a trio braincells on their OWN perhaps but when in the same room? defenestration#it's been so long since the last i've [drawn my alien(adjacent) ocs] lost to this monster the [magic and mutants au]
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maybe this is a hot take but if youre a bank and you guarantee a person that they will receive their new card within 5 working days, i personally think you should generate that new card and send it to them.
just feels like something you, as a financial institution that people are reliant on, should do.
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eyesocketinchworm · 1 year
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i'm not going to complain about shadow and bone too much because i could obviously just like. not watch it. but just know that ohh my god. oh my god
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transmasc-wizard · 2 years
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thinking thoughts about autonomy and privacy as a disabled person
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biracy · 8 months
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"Name a hobby outside of MEDIA CONSUMPTION" is the worst kind of post. It's squarely in that ever-growing genre of post where the point on its face is ideologically meaningless and entirely reliant on an audience's biased negative reaction to a certain popular online buzzword (in this case, "consuming media"). Define "media". Define "consumption". Are reading books, watching movies, and playing video games all inherently inferior hobbies for dumb babies? What about going to an art gallery? What about going to see a play? What makes those "different", if you instinctually answer "Noooo that's not the same!"? Where does creating art, or "media", fall into this equation? Why does your insistence on feeling in some way intellectually and/or morally superior than the peons who use TikTok always fall back on the idea that the only worthwhile, "real" hobbies require a certain level of physical, mental, and/or social ability and reinforce the glorification of manual labor? Why will we never Fucking be free?
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kitkatscabinet · 6 months
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Don't feed him he'll come back (2)
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simon riley x neighbour! reader
summary: The ghost that lives in your apartment is a solitary man, people tend to stay out of his way, giving him a wide berth. You can't help but think he seems a little bit lonely, cue pestering him with bad jokes and food.
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A/N: Simon's POV of events. Find part 1 here. Part 3 here 18+ nsfw themes
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Simon’s not entirely sure what to make of his pretty neighbour who fattens him up with their cooking and has a penchant for bad jokes that might outshine even him. From the moment he’d caught you staring with wide eyes he’d expected wariness, or outright fear, those were the typical responses. He hadn’t expected you to force a tray of pasta bake into his hands and then promptly disappear before he could get a word in. 
It’s a bit ridiculous, but the random act of kindness set his teeth on edge, enough that he’d even suspected foul play briefly. Hunger and logic eventually won out over his paranoia and Simon devoured the tray embarrassingly fast. He’s not quite sure how to face you so he simply leaves the tray outside your door and assumes that will be that. 
Except it’s not. For some reason you’ve taken it upon yourself to feed him, leaving an array of dishes from dinners to snacks. Apart from an initial note inquiring into allergies you adapt his diet on experience, taking note of what he does and doesn’t seem to enjoy. 
He doesn’t know how to get you to stop, nor does he really want you to. Not when he’s become entirely too reliant on you feeding him, eagerly awaiting each new dish with the excitement of a hyperactive toddler. 
Price says he’s got a crush, which is just absurd, the only thing he knows about you is your name. And that your left cheek has a dimple when you smile, and that you love your cat more than anything and that-
He doesn’t have a crush. 
Then the elevator breaks. It breaks with only you and him inside and instead of panicking like he expected, you only seemed mildly annoyed for a few seconds before you turned to him with a conspiratorial grin. “A bear walks into a bar and says give me a whiskey and… cola. Why the big pause? Asks the bartender. The bear shrugged. I’m not sure, I was born with them.”
Simon’s a little floored and it’s probably only his shock that prevents him from laughing because dammit, that was better than some of his. What shocks him even more is that you aren’t deterred from his silence. If anything, you seem to take it as a personal challenge and your eyes glint in determination. 
It’s both a mixture of the jokes and you’re adorable determination that finally pulls a chuckle from his lips and Simon will forever remember the way your face absolutely lit up at the noise. 
It’s not until he provides a joke of his own before ducking into the safety of his apartment that he briefly thinks Price may have been onto something. He staunchly pushes that thought away but then you start leaving jokes with the food and he has to admit he’s in a little bit of trouble. 
You wrangle his number from him (not that he resisted very hard) and then you wrangle him into your apartment and you make him watch as you flit around your kitchen in order to feed him. 
His next deployment comes at exactly the right time and Simon is prepared to spend the months away getting over you. Except this doesn’t happen because you send him a joke every day without fail, not even deterred when he rarely responds. 
You send a selfie of you and your cat and Simon stares far longer than is appropriate. He’s dreamt of you before, both innocently and not so. For some reason, the distance makes this worse and Simon wakes hard and aching for you more often than not. 
(Johnny walks in on him with his hand in his pants staring at a picture of you once and neither of them can look at each other for days. He thinks this is preferable to the shit-eating grins Johnny throws his way now.)
For the first time in his life, Simon’s desperate to get back from deployment to the empty apartment he barely considers his home. The empty white walls and space not seeming as depressing when he knows you’re waiting for him just across the hall. Waiting to fill the dark void in his chest that grows when he loses access to your smile. 
For the first time in his life, Simon doesn’t want to leave his apartment. Each time Price calls him away from your presence starts to weigh on his soul more and more. It’s getting harder and harder to stop being Simon, to put on the mask and be the Ghost when all he can think about is you. 
It all comes to a head nearly nine months after he'd initially met you. As much as he tries to ignore the way his heart sings in your presence and aches in your absence Simon can’t really deny how he feels about you anymore. 
You pull him from his dangerous train of thoughts when you plop down next to him on the couch. Not exactly a new move in of itself but even then he can’t help the way he shivers at the feel of your arm against his skin. 
If asked Simon wouldn’t be able to tell you a single plot point of the movie you’d put on, not when his mind was running a mile a minute and he was trying not to smell your hair like a creep. 
He tenses a little when you tip against him but doesn’t push you away. Instead, he can’t help but smile softly down at you as he watches you fall deeper and deeper into the clutches of sleep. Awe and adoration in his eyes as one of his hands lightly stroked your cheek, his other arm wrapping around you to pull you closer to his chest. 
You’d wormed your way into his heart months ago with all your stupid jokes and your insistence on looking after him. Not once had you ever asked for anything in return, you even seemed offended at the implication. 
He wasn’t stupid enough to let you in on his feelings, not when every time he left you could end up being his last. Simon had once accidentally caught you crying over your brother, a soldier like him, though not as lucky. Your brother was dead and buried and Simon saw the toll it took on you years later even when you tried to hide it. 
You were the sun. You were light and everything that was good in this world, saw the good in him, and Simon refused to be the potential reason that light was snuffed out. 
He wouldn’t do that to you. But Simon wasn’t completely selfless, so he held you in his arms as he slept, letting himself imagine a life where you could be together. A life where he got to come home to you and your stupid fat cat, his apartment no longer in use and he’d hold you just like this as you slept. 
This wasn’t that life, but Simon still let himself pretend it was, just for a little bit. Because Simon couldn’t deny it any longer, he loved you, was in love with you. And for that, he had to leave before he ruined you.
Tags: @cooliofango @innercollectivecomputer
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teaboot · 8 months
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I don't know who out there needs to hear this but your brain does this amazing little -shift- when something seems to make sense in a new way and it's very addictive and euphoric and totally reliant on the *appearance* of logical conclusions, not actual objective truth
So that bizarre transcendent high you get when the idea of "reality shifting" or "crystal vibrations" or like. Whatever the hell that "manifesting" shit is, when it -clicks- for you, and its like suddenly the entire fabric of reality suddenly makes sense?
That's not a sign that you've unlocked the intangible secrets of the universe. That's a sign that your brain is hardwired to find and exploit logical shortcuts and loopholes and patterns and it thinks it just found one, so you got hopeful and excited and wondrous and received a dopamine hit on top.
And really, I'd just keep my thoughts to myself, except I've experienced these false-positive "revelations" before too, and looking around there is a concerning amount of fake-spititual not-medicine junk being pushed around, opening people up to predatory cults and pyramid schemes that are doing very, very well and it's really fucking scary
And like.
Soft animal brains make mistakes. that's normal. It's why we invented science. Please take your meds and use your aids and get vaccinated. Please
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heytherecentaurs · 3 months
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The relationship between Kristen and Cassandra is not fair to either of them.
Kristen should not have to be responsible for the wellbeing of an entire goddess. She’s 16. That isn’t a fair expectation by any standard. You can’t tell me other Cleric students have this weight on their shoulders. Clerics of Helio or most other established gods certainly don’t. They just have to do normal cleric shit. Ostentatia Wallace didn’t have to do this, and she had a more personal relationship with Logran Soulforger than most.
And it isn’t fair to Cassandra because her very existence is reliant on a teenager who has been fucked up by religion since childhood. Neither deserve this but they can’t get away from each other without it being horrible for both of them.
I feel so sorry for both of them.
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vexingwoman · 1 month
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I’ve been thinking about how much I love Katniss Everdeen through a feminist lens. She was my first introduction to a realistically strong, self-reliant, complex, and likable female character.
Before that, my only exposure to strong female characters were those seductive, callous, ridiculously sexualized female characters. The ones who somehow manage to beat up a group of men twice her size while wearing high-heels and a skimpy outfit. The kind of female characters you see in movies targeted for men—the one obligatory woman among an otherwise entirely male cast.
Katniss was, refreshingly, no such thing. She wasn’t unrealistically beautiful, nor unrealistically strong, nor seductively cruel. She was just an average girl, which is what made her so easy to empathize with. She was brave and protective and daring. But she was also a little bitter and sarcastic, and standoffish, and vulnerable, and disadvantaged. She was a realistic character, not an archetype.
It was also so refreshing to see a makeup-less female actress, rather than her having a full-face of makeup and perfect hair while running through the forest and fighting for her life.
Oddly, her character was also my first introduction to an older sister protecting her younger sister, rather than the usual older brother protecting his younger sister. It was remarkable to me even then, to see a girl protecting another girl so fiercely. If only more female characters were written with this level of depth and care.
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loveemagicpeace · 7 months
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How u think based on your mercury☕️
🤘🏽🔥Mercury in Aires-your thinking is quite impulsive and quick. You make quick decisions. Usually, all things are related to you, which means that your opinion is important to you, and you can be a person who has a strict opinion and also direct. They don't like to go into details, but they like to get to the point. They are not too loud, they usually speak their mind if someone asks them for it. They rarely interfere with others.
🍿☕️Mercury in Taurus- you have your own way of thinking, many times old school. Many times you are stubborn about your opinion and stick to what you think. It's hard for anyone to convince you otherwise. You like to take your time when you say something. You like conversation over food and drink. You like debates, as long as they lead you to some sense.
⚡️Mercury in Gemini -your thinking is quick and unexpected. You change your opinion quickly and many times you don't look at the opinion of others. You are interested in what they think. You like rumours. You are all over the place with your thoughts and like to open new topics. It's hard to figure out what you're thinking because you're not really thinking at all.
🏠🧃Mercury in Cancer-your thinking is very emotional, you perceive many things through emotions and you can be easily hurt by the opinion of someone close to you. Many times, the opinion of your family is important to you, especially your mother. Many times you can look at what she thinks. When you are angry, you can often hurt others with your words. They have a very whiny or more childish voice. But many times it can come across as being moody.
🎠🧁Mercury in Leo-your thinking can often be childish and playful. You don't take what others tell you too seriously. But it's still a part of you when you look at it. Many times it is important to you how people view your hobbies, passion and dating. I also noticed that these people don't like to talk about this topic or expose themselves through it. Many times you can assert your opinion even if you know you are wrong. They have a very loud voice.
📞🛁Mercury in Virgo-your thinking is quite analytical. You analyze and think about things a lot, even though it may not seem like it. You can also have an anxious investigation. You often like to talk about practical things and share them with others. Sometimes you talk about things that only interest you. And a lot of times you don't let people talk or impose their opinion on you. But sometimes you have a hard time accepting an opinion. But you also have a very critical mindset. Their thinking is either down to earth or not so much. Because this is a mutable sign.
⚖️Mercury in Libra-your thinking often depends on others (unless you have different views). You want to serve people somehow and you care about what they think of you. Sometimes these people don't even have their own opinion because because they are so reliant on others. You want to create some peace and balance. You have diplomatic and rational thinking. I think that these people never focus on the person or emotions in a problem, but above all on the surroundings and the entire situation.
🥃Mercury in Scorpio-your thinking is above all intense, deep (you always delve into things and evaluate them from all possible angles). A lot of times you think like the fbi - you investigate all possible things and you want to get to the bottom of the truth. Your thinking is never without meaning or control. You are always in control of what is happening. And everything you say is very well thought out, you usually choose with what words you say something and in what way. Many times your thinking is a secret, which means that people never find out what you are thinking and that they can often judge you as a person who is a secretive. You read other people very well. Also u have very sharp mind.
🍹🎡Mercury in Sagittarius-your thinking is optimistic, positive and fiery. Many times you are a person who has a very intelligent mind. You say things as they are with sincerity and directness. You have very strict opinions. Many times you can open people's minds or help them understand certain things that they don't. You have a very interesting way of speaking and people love to listen to you. Many times they will give you very smart and realistic advice. They always look at the bigger picture.
⏳Mercury in Capricorn-your thinking can often be pessimistic or too realistic. In some cases, even cruel. Many times I notice that people don't like you if you are too conceited or a dreamer. Their thinking is quite serious and strict. They like to stick to rules and a certain outlook. These natives think carefully before taking a step. Many times they talk about work, success or something related to reality. But many times they have a sleepy or calm voice.
🪼Mercury in Aquarius-your thinking may be quite different from others. Many times you have a completely different opinion about something than others have. Many times you are the smart guy and look at things from a logical perspective. In many cases, you can be rebellious. You may often feel that your thinking is too outside the box. These people usually don't even give their opinion that much unless someone asks them for it. They can come forward very quietly. They will rarely say anything unless necessary.
🧝🏽‍♀️Mercury in Pisces-your thinking is rather fanciful and illusory. You are almost never realistic because it seems too down to earth. You can also have a poetic way of speaking. Many times people don't understand what you want to tell them because your thinking is so subconscious and deeper. I also notice that sometimes these people don't know how to choose the right words when they say something and things can turn out differently than they were thinking.
🌊Ig-bekylibra🌊
-Rebekah⭐️☕️
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agoodroughandtumble · 3 months
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Can You Be Good For Me? - Zoro x F!Reader Oneshot
Status: Complete
Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x F!Reader
Summary: Drunken confessions
Warning(s): 18+ Language, alcohol
“Can you be good for me?” The words sloshed in your mouth just like the sake that had caused them to slur out. Half-lidded eyes searched Zoro’s, too drunk to care about the implications of the meaning but too sober to allow him to brush it off.
Zoro’s eyebrows furrowed, “I’m always good to you.”
You rolled your eyes and took another drink. That wasn’t what you were saying and he should know that. A frustrated groan left your lips. “You know what I mean.”
His look of confusion slowly melted into one of amused affection. It was obvious you were at least tipsy which usually meant this was one of the few times you not only acknowledged emotions but actively sought to discuss them. Perhaps some other man would be annoyed at the slightly inebriated confrontation and the fact you could never really day what was on your mind without the inhibition breaking alcohol. But Zoro welcomed it. He knew you well enough to know that this wasn’t malicious – keeping your guard up and youe emotions at bay had kept you safe. Allowing yourself to drop your guard, allowing yourself to be vulnerable only told him how much you trusted him, how much you trusted him to be your safeguard.
He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him, thigh touching thigh. And although you were still annoyed at his lack of a solid answer you were quietly relishing in the close proximity and physical contact. You mentally stopped yourself. That was the entire problem. You were becoming far too comfortable and far too physically reliant on someone who your drunken state of mind would describe as having the emotional capacity of a brick. Maybe that was being too harsh, or maybe Zoro had been fucking you for a month without ever venturing further than “I like you, you know I do.”
the first two weeks had been fine. Just sex. Just really fucking good sex. Just scratching an itch and indulging the obvious tension between the pair of you. And then your stupid heart had to get involved. All of a sudden you were craving his attention, desperate to be near him, to understand him on na level no one else could. You got jealous and needy and fantasised about all of the things he could, should say to you. You were fucked.
So of course you had done what any sane person would have done – ignored, repressed, kept fucking him even though every time broke your heart but fuck the way he looked at you in those moments. The way his hands clung onto your hips, your waist, your thighs as he came inside you. The way he whispered into your ear, telling you to let go, he’s got you, just show me, as you came completely undone around him. The fucking eye contact, the fucking moans because you were so clearly made for his cock, and his alone. You let yourself endure the heartbreak. You let yourself fall completely in love with him if it meant those stolen, secret moments could last forever.
But, as there was always a but, the alcohol in your system was giving you a rare sense of confidence and you wriggled out of his grasp slightly – albeit not enough that your thigh no longer touched his – you would allow yourself that much. “You didn’t answer my question.”
Zoro wasn’t entirely sure what you getting at, “I said I’m always good to you.”
You let out a loud sigh, “Yes, but are you good for me?”
His hand cupped your jaw, feeling you automatically tense against his touch. His heart hurt at your reaction, even more so because he didn’t know what he’d done wrong. God, he fucking loved you but you weren’t half infuriating sometimes. “Y/N,” his voice softened as he tried to soothe the tension by caressing your jaw with his thumb, “Stop being cryptic and just tell me what’s wrong.”
You gulped. Selfishly you had been hoping Zoro would be annoyed. That he’d accuse you of being too drunk, too emotional, too hard to deal with and you’d talk about it tomorrow. You could deal with that. Arguing and confrontation would be a hell of a lot easier to deal with than actually saying what you meant – admitting it out loud, making all of the thoughts and feelings real. You could take anything over that. You could handle his rejection if it was because you were being an argumentative arsehole. You couldn’t handle the rejection if it was because he just didn’t love you back.
You bit your lip, the confidence the sake had given you long gone. If it wasn’t for his hand burning against your skin you would have run away but fuck when we was looking at you so fucking earnestly how could you say anything but the truth. “I want you to be good for me not to me because,” you screwed your eyes shut but delaying the inevitable was nigh on impossible, “Because I love you. I’m in love with you, Zoro.”
A pause. An agonizingly long, heart-breaking, soul-crushing pause. You clenched your fists trying to mentally prepare yourself for the “gentle” let down. And then … Zoro laughed. Laughed.
You jerked away from him. A rejection was expected but laughing at you was just fucking cruel. You felt sick. How had you let yourself be to stupid? How had you allowed yourself to fall in love with someone so heartless? You were such an idiot. You stood up to walk away but Zoro grabbed your wrist. Tears threatened to spill. What more could he want now? How much did he honestly want to humiliate you?
“Where are you going?” His voice sounded sincere but you weren’t blind to it any more.
“Away. Where do you think?”
Zoro pulled you back and infuriatingly you stumbled into him. His arms found your waist again to steady you. “You can’t say that and run away. Not to me.”
You wanted to hit him or the table or yourself, anything to get rid of even the smallest fraction of your anger. “You laughed, Zoro. You laughed at me so, and I mean this nicely – go fuck yourself.”
“Hey! Hey…” the hand on your waist started rubbing circles along your spine. Despite yourself the sensation was managing to calm you down. “You’re being an idiot and-”
You tensed again, “So I’m a joke and an idiot? Thanks.”
Zoro sighed and used his other hand to brush your hair behind your ear. “You’re not a joke.” His hand moved down to linger against your neck. “But you are an idiot if you think I laughed at you. I laughed at the ridiculousness of this situation.”
Against your better judgement you relaxed against him, knowing full well you were going to regret this in the morning.
“Y/N, look at me. I laughed because it’s …” he sighed and leant forward to press his forehead against yours, “It’s a cosmic fucking joke that everyone else can see how much I fucking love you except you.”
Another pause. Only this time the onus was on you. “Oh.”
Zoro’s eyebrows raised in amusement, “Oh? At least laughing is more than one syllable.”
A blush rushed across your cheeks and you pressed your lips together to keep from smiling too widely. “Maybe we should forget talking for now, lest it leads to any other misunderstandings.” With that you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. And didn’t stop kissing him.
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