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alexeithegoat · 5 months
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14!!
HI CY !!! <3 Thanks for sending! 💜💜
14. Favorite book you read this year?
I am going to be completely honest with you, 2023 was not a year for books for me I am afraid. I reread A New Dawn by John Jackson Miller for the nth time however! And a little bit of the Ascendancy books by Timothy Zahn!
As for fanfics however, there are few that stick out to me that I will link now. Fair warning, all but the first one are Sonic (because that Star War divorce is in full swing baby):
Luminara and Barriss by JediMasterBailey
absolutely stunning writing and grasp of characters! I am always in love with Bailey's writing and she never ceases to immerse a reader in deep. This one is incredible and I always find myself going back to it when I need a little cheering up! If you love the wonderful Luminous Lineage, this one is for you! the worldbuilding is insanely good and so is the dialogue (internal and external). Highly recc! (centred on Luminara Unduli and Barriss Offee!!!)
What Was I Made For? by bitter_sweet_coffee
my most recent read and a wonderful one at that! they capture Wave and Espio down to a key and it's so heartfelt that you can really feel the love put into it! shorter than the last one but that doesn't take away from how much I love it. <3 (centred on Wave the Swallow and Espio the Chameleon!)
Learning & Teaching by SAJ_Man07
oh my GOD okay I am not normal about this at all. I did read it completely sleep deprived and emotional but I love this so much. the writing and characterisation is remarkable and they have a good love for the Babylon Rogues!!! This fic is constantly on my mind and I love it sm. I think it's one of those fics that change the way you think fundamentally. absolutely incredible would read again for the nth time <3 (centred on the babylon rogues ((namely storm and wave))
and lastly, Swept Away in Gentle Waters by melting_shards
this is so cute!!! I love it sm and I keep thinking back to it! The way they word and describe things is AAAGH and I am in love! It's expertly written and very light to read, would 100% recommend this! (centred on Kitsunami the Fennec and Miles 'Tails' Prower <3)
thank you sm for the ask and I hope you don't mind my slight derailment from the OG question! I wish I had more to say on that. Maybe 2024 will be my year for books, who knows 🤷‍♂️
end of year ask game!!!
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seeminglydark · 5 months
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✨Forget what happened yesterday
I know that better things are on their way
Accept your life and what it brings
I hope tomorrow you find better things✨
Better things-the kinks
Last art of the year, goodbye 2023. A little Angel to see you out.
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dxckgrxsonx · 1 year
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You wanted asks, I shall give you asks. Can we get Jason with the following three prompts?
You can give me another one
Good girl - Good fucking girl
Don't be shy now, come sit on my face
(I can't remember the words for each of these prompts 100%)
They don't have to be in any specific order. Have a ball, Ella, dear!
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Insecurity comes easy.
It comes as something reflective rather than purposeful or actively thought about beforehand. Catch your reflection on any shiny surface and you flinch away from it like it hurts, like the sight of yourself is nothing more than a punch to the gut. You do it on autopilot, without thinking, without really knowing.
There’s nothing manual about self hatred.
It’s not far off to say you don’t like the way you look.
It’s more accurate to say you don’t really like yourself at all.
You should have known that Jason would notice eventually. He can draft up mission parameters in one good sitting and has the ability to calculate bullet trajectories like simple arithmetic. He’s smart in a way that can cut, sharp like a blade, precise like a surgeon.
Deadly in ways you can’t ever imagine.
Unbelievably supportive in the ways you can.
Body language speaks in volumes to those who are willing to listen and Jason takes note of every little thing your body gives away without you knowing. You try to fold in on yourself when you’re overwhelmed, fight your own bones to make yourself smaller and smaller until you can simply slip away.
You tap the outside of your thigh then you’re mad, a quick three tap rhythm before a pause and then you start again, furious and shaking and tap tap tap. You do the same thing when you’re deep in thought, brain sifting through information both new and old and there you are, tapping away.
You hide your face when you’re nervous, when you’re shy.
Jason thinks it’s sweet but he’s always liked seeing your pretty face when he makes you flustered.
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Droplets of water chase over your hip and down the outside of your thighs when you finish showering and start the hunt for your pyjamas. Jason lies flat out in the centre of your bed when you exit the bathroom and you quirk up an eyebrow in half formed confusion.
“If you’re planning on sleeping like that all night I might actually consider murder.” Jason opens one eye to glance at you before reaching out his hand towards where you’re standing. Smoothing your fingers over his open palm you slot your hands together and smile, “What are you up to, Todd?”
The faintest smirk lifts the corner of his mouth and you place one knee on the bed so you can lean over and kiss him softly, gently, smiling when he responds and nips at your bottom lip with almost too much teeth.
Jason silently pulls at your arm and forces you to straddle his thick waist, eyes cracked open and watching your face, cataloguing each reaction to his antics. Something akin to suspicion flashes across your features and Jason catches it immediately.
“C’mere, sweetheart.” He drawls, stroking at your still damp skin. Trying to guide you higher up with an insistent hand you freeze, head turning away to glance at something towards the window. ““Don’t be shy now, come sit on my face.”
“Jay–.” You whine, worried, aroused.
“Always wanted you to sit on my face, baby.” Jason confesses. “Indulge me?”
You’ve never been able to say no to him.
Shuffling up towards his greedy mouth you shudder when his breath brushes over the inside of your thighs, skin prickling and horribly sensitive. Jason sighs your name adoringly and grabs at your hips to keep you still when his tongue darts out to lick through your folds.
Whimpering when the flat of his tongue drags firm over your clit he coos just slightly then shoves his face into your pussy.
Greedy. Starved.
He’s messy with it, gets his mouth and chin glistening with your juices and you feel like fire, feel like you’re falling through miles and miles of open air, wings aflame on your back, burning burning burning until you’re crying and writhing, watching from the centre of all that heat as you come apart.
Jason is ruthless and takes everything you give, hips grinding down desperately onto his talented mouth as he suckles at your wet, throbbing clit as you come, tongue dragging over it again and again until you sink your trembling fingers into his hair and pull, unsure if you’re forcing him closer or further away.
“There you go.” He rasps, panting and groaning deep from the back of his throat, lips swollen and almost dripping with your slick. “There’s a good girl.”
The praise almost kills you.
Words fail you and you whine, clit twitching when he gives your pussy a long wet kiss, mouth closing over the bundle of nerves so he can write out the letters of his own name between each desperate pulse.
“Jay–hng–fuck!” Your hips jump forwards, almost flinching when he licks at your entrance, pussy grasping at the tip of his tongue as he pushes it in. His nose nudges up against your clit and every nerve flares awake, thighs quaking in his hands. “Oh…S’good.”
Smoothing his hand up your chest Jason hooks two fingers in your open mouth and shoves down on your tongue until drool spills down your chin, “Oh look at that. You’re making such a mess.” Every sound you make is garbled and Jason goes back to your clit, eyes lighting up when he notices it’s more sensitive now that you’ve come once. “I think you want to come again, don’t you?”
You barely manage to nod your head before Jason strokes and sucks at your clit until it flinches and comes again, twitching wildly in his mouth as you wail, body almost folding in half with the borderline overstimulation.
“Good girl—that's a good fucking girl." Jason manages to get out through a mouthful of your soaking pussy. Then immediately, “You can give me another one, can't you baby? for me, please?”
“I can’t–hurts–S’too much.” You slur, trying desperately to speak through his fingers in your mouth. “Sensitive.”
Making out with your clit Jason gives it gentle kisses, mouth soft, lips and tongue wet until you relax and go slack above him. The pressure is barely there and curls around manageable until he moves his hands to grab at your hips and sucks your clit, hard.
Your voice cracks on a yell and Jason shoves you over the edge for the third time.
“M’done.” You shudder, feeling like you can’t quite come down from your high. You swat at his hands and Jason rubs circles into your hips. “Please. Can’t take any more.”
“Okay.” Jason soothes, moving you back down so you can sit in his lap. “You did so well for me, baby. My good girl. My pretty girl.”
Tucking your face into the crook of his neck he kisses the top of your head and you smile, tired and shaking and swimming in nothing but praise.
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Prompts are from this list.
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bcyhoods · 4 months
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lovefool — “you’re welcome to stay, if you want” w eddie!!
librarian!reader is always calling my name so i needed to do something before i combusted | 1.1k fem!reader
Eddie’s got his feet propped up on the study table and his chair teetering on its hind legs. The dull sound of his rings tapping the hardcover in his hands fills the immediate space. Despite the fact that he’s actually read this particular horror novel at least thrice before, today it only serves as bookworm-ish guise.
The boy aimlessly flicks through the pages, eyes reflexively leaping over entire paragraphs to peak over at the reception desk. With each glance, he feels his heart start racing, his stomach starts flipping. And it has nothing to do with Stephen King, everything to do with you.
You’re sitting behind the polished wood with a pair of deep auburn-colored reading glasses perched on the bridge of your nose. Every so often, they slide down and prompt you to scrunch the muscles in your face and wiggle them back up. Whenever you ultimately give up and push them back into place with your finger, Eddie smiles to himself.
The pair of you have spoken quite a handful of times, but it only took Eddie seconds within that first interaction to be smitten. You’d worn a pretty color on your lips, an even prettier smile behind it. Your eyes lit up upon seeing the tower of Tolkien novels he’d placed in front of you to check out, then you’d complimented his taste, then his hair. Then as if to seal the deal, you reached underneath the desk to retrieve a flimsy bookmark with a map of Middle Earth and placed it on top of the stack.
Now, he’s proud to be a frequent library-goer. Admittedly he feels a little silly about it, at first. But the flash of recognition that crosses your face before you wave at him makes him forget.
You float through the building, burning hot under his watchful eye, shutting off yellow desk lamps and bidding farewell to patrons with a sweet smile. The closer you get to him, the more the familiar aroma of cigarettes and his cologne seem to engulf you. It’s your turn now to have your heart beat erratically in your chest.
“Hi, Eddie.” Your saccharine voice cuts through the silence and has him immediately closing his book. He gazes up at you, big brown eyes boring right into yours. Like he knows you’re about to swat his feet, he grins and kicks his legs down onto the floor.
“Hey,” he sighs out.
“Carrie’s that good, huh? ”
Eddie’s head twists in confusion. It’s like your presence sent him face first into a stupor, and now he’s racking his brain trying to figure out what you were asking. Only when you smirk and point at him does he realize you’re talking about the book. The book that’s in his hand, that he was meant to be reading this whole time.
“Oh! Yeah, Carrie,” he confirms with a gummy smile as he waves the novel up, “What can I say? The lady calls to me. You finished it yet?”
You wince at the question. A few weeks ago you’d each recommended each other a book, per Eddie’s suggestion. He’d read your recommendation within the week, returning it with a broad smile that made you feel giddy. It’s taken you a little longer. He sees it all over your face and gasps.
“Don’t tell me you haven’t read it, yet? You’re really hurting my feelings here, sweetheart.”
The nickname makes your heart catch in your throat and stumble on your words for a second. “It’s—I just…I started it! I promise. I just haven’t had time to read the whole thing,” you explain through a shy smile.
Eddie chuckles at your suddenly bashful demeanor before an idea pops into his mind. Even thinking about it makes him blush. He doesn’t give himself much time to dwell on the idea of your rejection before he’s blurting it out.
“I can read it to you.”
You watch him, surveying his expression to find any hint that he’s joking. But he’s got a doe-eyed look on his face. He’s dragging one of his rings across the curve of his lips with uncertainty.
“You’d…? You’re kidding,” you decide matter-of-factly.
He vigorously shakes his head, hair flying in every direction as he throws his hand over his chest. A bright smile shines across his face. “Cross my heart. I’ve been told I got a shot in the audiobook industry. Might even hear me on one of those little cassettes in the future.”
The boy is lying through his teeth. It’s rare that someone indulged in a positive conversation with him, let alone complimented his voice. Though, it makes you huff out a laugh, maybe a little too loud for a library setting and he swears his heart is about to break out of his rib cage.
You nod at him rather emphatically and agree, “Must be your charisma.” Your hand drops to pick at the chipped wood of the table and your gaze drops with it to hide from him.
“Hey, your words.” He tosses his hands up in the air, smugness tugging at the corners of his mouth. He clears his throat before asking, “What do you say? Think it’d be good practice for me to have a live audience.”
He looks so genuine, a soft expression taking over rough features. His leg bounces under the table with anticipation. His fingers move to where yours are, and he hesitantly reaches his pinky to your own. It’s just a tap, but it sends a tingle up your entire arm and has you reciprocating the touch.
He’s making it so hard for you to say no. You glance up at the clock on the nearby wall and frown. “Well, right now I’m kinda supposed to tell you that the library closes in a few minutes.”
Eddie spares a glance behind you and realizes that he’s the last person on this floor, maybe the entire building.
“Oh. Yeah, well…some other time.” His shoulders sink just slightly before he’s standing upright and smiling at you. “I’ll get out of your hair, m’lady.” He bends at the waist to bow at you, waving his arms theatrically.
You’re smiling at him again, something warm and entirely too sweet. As he turns to the exit, you feel something tug at your chest. Like he’s taking a piece of you with him. It has you calling out before you’re able to stop yourself.
“Eddie?”
He twists back and hums.
“You’re welcome to stay, if you want. I mean I’d love to take you up on the offer, if you don’t mind following me around while I reshelve some returns?” A nervous laugh falls from your mouth as you hitch your thumb towards the non-fiction shelves. Eddie spots your other hand still picking at the chipped wood.
He beams at you with flushed cheeks and a puffed chest.
“I thought you’d never ask.”
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autisticlancemcclain · 4 months
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QUICK BLURB OF WIP WEDNESDAY BECAUSE I CANT FINISH TONIGHT:
“I sent the rest of the team on when you didn’t come out. Figured Kaltenecker was giving you trouble.” He meets Lance’s eyes and grins, dark eyes mischievous and sparkling, and Lance is seriously going to walk off a bridge because who authorized that, who, who approved the combination of big dark eyes and a crooked grin and a face that promises it’s been around. Huh. The fuck’s up with that. “Figured I could help.”
Lance manages to find a shred of dignity within himself and steps slightly away from the black paladin. “That’s great, Noble Kent, but last I checked you couldn’t drag an 800 pound heifer either, so.”
Keith nods. “‘Course not. Brought Kosmo. Here, boy.”
The wolf poofs to existence at Keith’s side, barking excitedly. He bounds up to Lance first, expecting his usual barrage of kisses and head scratches, which he gets, then gets all shy as he walks over to his crush. Kaltenecker looks over at him and no lie rolls her eyes, looking away again.
Kosmo, however, is undeterred, barking happily before blipping them both out of existence.
“She is never gonna love you, dude,” Keith says, shaking his head.
Lance snorts, taking Keith’s offered hand and heading down Red’s ramp (finally). “Wouldn’t it be weirder if she did? I think we’d have to break them up. Like, ethically.”
“Could be a Donkey and Dragon situation.”
“Shut up. It ruins my perception of you every time I’m reminded you’ve seen Shrek.”
WILL SEE YOU TOMORROW WITH FINISHED PRODUCT I KNOW YOUVE BEEN WAITINF
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ghost-proofbaby · 2 days
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https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTLVaNAVg/
do I even have to say it
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oh lord you already know i’m having thots.
biker!eddie would act so annoyed with you (especially 24hrs!eddie), putting up this whole thing of scolding you and threatening you for getting all handsy with him. tries to ramble on about safety and all that shit as you’re just grinning like a fool. especially if he’s scolding you with the helmet still on. and you’re standing there, your own helmet still on, but the visor popped up so he can clearly see the way you’re not taking him seriously.
“you think this is funny, doll?” he’d ask you, stepping closer, head tilting down as he’s clearly glaring at you through his own tinted visor, “you think making me crash the bike because you couldn’t wait ten minutes before getting home to get your hands on me is funny?”
and, of course, you’re going to be a little shit and just go, “yeah. i do. you’re so cute when you’re all worked up.”
safe to say, any more wandering hands moments on the rest of the ride home earns one tap on your hands/arms from eddie — one tick on your ledger, and he’s keeping count until you get home and he can get you draped over his lap. :-)
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averlym · 7 months
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wow wow wow wow i came here to say it’s jane seymour’s deathday and saw that you have done so much improvement it’s crazy everything looks so lovely and amazing you’re doing great
~ holiday anon
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quick portrait i did a while back. lovely reminder to see you again ily holiday anon
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noodleblade · 6 months
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dratchet + teasing pls <3
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Drift likes to exaggerate his spiritualism as a form of ribbing to Ratchet. He's an expert at blurring that line of what he actually practices and believes and what he doesn't that for many people it is difficult to tell. He likes to praise Ratchet's blessed hands and calls them acts of divinity. Likes to insist that Ratchet's expertise is that of miracles and not years and years of experience. One more than one occasional, he will interrupt Ratchet claiming the voice of Primus is speaking to him (as a way of getting out a very minor incidents). He also uses it in the bedroom in a way that is definitively not devout.
Ratchet is so aware of this but can't help but be amused by the entire shtick (not that he'd ever admit it). He plays into his atheism more, likes to counter Drift's claims with science and facts (even if he has to make up facts to explain the unexplainable so he wants to wipe that smug little grin off Drift's face).
They like to have debates too. So deep in their over-exaggerations that they come out into mini-debates of theology and science which just devolves into flirting. No one enjoys this bit of their other than each other and even they claim to hate it.
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wispscribbles · 3 months
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hi i hope this isn’t annoying and i am taking all my bravery just to do this off anon, however i just stumbled across your account this morning and read all of NRFTW in one sitting and this is the first time in so long ive read a whole fanfic, LET ALONE one that made me gasp out loud and giggle to myself and ALL THAT CRAZY SHIT!! your writing is what i aspire to reach (as one writer to another)! all the callbacks and flashbacks were so perfectly placed and written. reading that was truly a fuckin MAGICAL experience dude. keep it up man :3
Aaaah thank you so much!!! No need to be nervous writing me, I love receiving asks (but also, I get it, I’m the same) - and asks about NRFTW??? My bread and butter, I am so so happy that people are continually finding and enjoying that fic. I put my sweat, tears and half a year into that thing, and while I keep finding more and more flaws if I read through it, I still think it makes up for it with… soul?? Idk, I’m just happy that it’s a good read for so many folks. To hear I can inspire you and your writing is genuinely all I could hope for. I’m still learning and working to improve - we’re out here together !! Thanks again, and good luck writing 🫡❤️❤️
I hope it’s ok that I answer these asks in a single post - they have a bit of a theme, so it feels right
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That’s dedicated reading! It’s fun to see ppl reading it in a few hours - makes me think of the poor souls who waited from chapter to chapter. ANYWAY, thank you so much for reading!! I kinda hope I’m struck by inspiration to write more for that universe some day, but everything was wrapped up fairly neatly, so it’d almost be a shame. We’ll see! (I think the characters would prefer if I let them be, given my tendency to… blow stuff up) (in fics!) Thank you for sending an ask my way ❤️
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@maraskywalkers hiii!! Thank youuuu !!!! I’m so happy you enjoyed it 🥰 It’s nice not being alone in enjoying something a little more soft for ghoap, despite the nature of canon. Thanks for reading !!
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@sir-boggy-himself (GREAT name, Sir Boggy) Thank you for reading! In one sitting, too?? There’s something so fun in knowing some folks experienced that whole thing in one go, that’s gotta give some emotional whiplash along the way 😭 I’m happy you enjoy both the art and the fics. I hope I can keep making good stuff 🥹 Thanks again !!!
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arlerts-angel · 2 months
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going to look at some apartments today 🤞
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sherlockig · 8 months
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this is a man who has no thoughts in his head besides “i have to kiss edward teach and i have to kiss him now”
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its the only thought he need and the only think i am thinking about is them kissing again
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stuckinapril · 6 months
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hi ily btw <3 you remind me of orchids. checking in on you!!!
i remind you of THESE… my heart is about to burst
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dxckgrxsonx · 2 years
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ok hear me out, bodyguard Jason Todd, I don't know but I can't get it out of my head. like he pushes someone into the wall when they get to close or something. hope your day is going well :)
Pairing - Bodyguard!Jason Todd x (F) Reader Words - 400 Warnings - Violence - Blood - Swearing. Notes - Aaaaaa yes!!! Bodyguard!Jason!! I’m normal...I’m definitely normal about this..about him. I’m not chewing my arm.
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You don’t see him until it’s too late.
The knife clenched tight in his trembling fist reflects the sun and the second you see the flash, he’s already lunging forwards.
The tip of the blade is poised to sink into the soft, yielding flesh of your stomach and there’s that blinding ‘oh shit’ feeling igniting every nerve in your body like a twisted solar flare.
Jason filters into your line of sight without a sound.
“Get behind me.” He barks, engaging the threat without a flicker of hesitation.
Kicking your body into gear you find it hard to think past the adrenaline. Your hands are shaking all the way up to your elbow and every single thought is merging into ‘you’re going to die’.
Jason says to get behind him but you find yourself wanting to run. It’s almost impossible to ignore the impulse rearing up over your head.
A body slams hard into the wall beside you and you hear the clink of a knife as it drops to the floor. Without looking Jason kicks it away. He’s got his back to you, forearm pressed up against the assailant's throat.
The man struggles, desperate gasping breaths heaving out of his lungs. He claws at Jason’s arm and you can feel his fear. Your eyes meet, only for a second, but when you look at him, he’s got the same look of terror on his face.
“Don’t even fucking look at her.” Jason snarls, furious, shaking with it. “You listening, fuckface? Don’t you fucking dare look at her.”
The man looks away and you can’t breathe, throat closing up.
“Jay–” You gasp.
Fists meet flesh and everything is a blur, but you see Jason shove the man to the floor, leaving him unconscious and bleeding from his nose. You want to look away but you can’t, transfixed on the display of violence, of protection.
Would you have died if Jason wasn’t with you?
“Hey, look at me.” Jason urges, sweeping his hands from your shoulders up to your cheeks. His grip is steady. You realise that he’s not shaking like you are, not crippled by fight or flight. “Look at me.”
“Jay.” You whimper, grabbing at his arms, his shoulders. “I can’t…”
“I’ve got you.” He reassures, ducking just low enough to catch your gaze and hold it. “Nothing’s going to happen to you. Not whilst I’m here. I won’t let anyone hurt you.”
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grimowled · 5 days
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; ooc
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outragedslime · 2 years
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"u guys dont see him? :("
maybe hunter can still see a little flapjack doin their thing in his minds eye idk. theyre just chilling while everyone else is emo.
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Thank you for all the support!
53 followers?!?! Omg! Thank you! Thank you all for following me, for checking my blog out, for the early birthday wishes, for tagging me, for the asks, for everything! I really appreciate it. I love you all with a passion. I really wish I could give you guys the world. And I’m sorry for v3nting on my blog, dw, I will delete those posts later. But again thank you!
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