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I have covid hhhhh
#tw covid#this shit hurts#im miserable lmao#and itd at the worst time too because its the time of the month i need to be printing out and cutting and packaging stuff#im not really having breathing problems but using my legs or moving my lower back/spine is a no go#so im near immobile#i mean its fine i had this reaction when i took the second vax shot but its just a worse level#wtf am i supposed to do lmao
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Don’t Be A Fool
Pairing: Stephen Strange x Female! Reader
Warnings: Fluff! Also talk about an injury No Multiverse of Madness Spoilers!
A/N: IM BACK!! I will say this again STEPHEN STRANGE IS THE BEST MAN AND I LOVE HIM SO MUCH. Now that school is ending soon I can get back to writing! Requests are open.
Word Count: 1.22k
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
Out of all the things that could have gone wrong, this has to be the most embarrassing. You were attempting to hang up a new shower curtain when you lost your footing on the side of the bathtub. You landed on your foot the wrong way and heard an unsettling crack. You cringed at the noise as you came tumbling down. To make matters worse, you’re home alone and this fall has rendered you immobile.
You sort through all the possible options for your next move, which are either calling an ambulance and causing a huge unnecessary scene or reaching your best friend, whom you just so happen to have a huge crush on, Stephen Strange.
Since you live at the near top of your apartment complex in the bustling city of New York, you opt for the latter and lose a bit of your dignity. As you’re sitting on the floor of your bathroom with a throbbing ankle, you reach into your pockets and pull out your phone, calling Stephen. You’d figure it was best since he’s both a full-time wizard and a part-time doctor.
The phone rings a total of 3 times before the other end is answered and you hear the low voice of your best friend.
"Y/N? What’s wrong? You never call me." The worried tone in his voice doesn’t go unnoticed.
"Nothing special, just sitting around, bored... you?" You answered as coolly as you could.
"And for some reason, I have trouble believing that," he sighed. "Tell me what happened before I portal there." He said sternly.
"Well you see, I was putting up my shower curtain and-"
"I’m on my way, don’t move." He hung up before you could even explain yourself.
You sigh, defeated. You rest your back against your tub and cross your arms, patiently awaiting for Stephen to show up and reprimand you as he always did.
"Y/N where are you?" You heard Stephen shout from down the hall.
"In the bathroom, where else?" You replied, you guessed this was the price for free healthcare.
"Geez, really"? Stephen sighed at the sight before him. You were sprawled out on your bathroom floor with your ankle propped up with visible and prominent swelling. "Let’s get you outta here." He extended his hand outward to you, waiting for you to grab hold. "Hold my hand."
"What?" you needed to know if you heard him correctly.
"Just hold it so I can get you to your room." He rolled his eyes, getting impatient.
You grabbed his warm hand and he hoisted you up from the ground, getting a small inhale of your breath from the sudden pressure being put on your ankle.
"Hang on to me, don’t put pressure on it, it’s only going to make it worse."
You both slowly made your way down the hall and into your bedroom, hopping and limping every step of the way. Stephen grabbed both of your hands as he helped you to sit gently on your bed while he got to work examining your injury. The intimacy and closeness caused your cheeks to burn.
"Well, the good news is that it isn’t broken and I know a simple spell that can reduce the swelling." He suddenly spoke, his eyebrows creasing, and you had to fight the urge to smooth it over. "I hate seeing you like this, you know, but I’m glad you trust me enough to ask for my help." He gave a small smile and said, "I really appreciate our friendship."
Your heart broke into thousands of pieces as the last word of his sentence echoed in your head. Of course, he thought of you as just a friend. Your face must have resembled your messy emotions because Stephen shot up and was frantically asking if you were in any pain and where.
"No, I think I’m okay. I just need to lie down," you stammered, struggling to keep your composure in front of him.
"I think you may be right. If you need anything, and I mean anything, don’t hesitate to call me." And without another word, he vanished completely, leaving you alone with your thoughts and racing heart.
Your ankle was long forgotten and all you could think about was how your doubts were true. Stephen really didn’t think of you as anything more than a friend. You know you shouldn’t be as sad as you are, but it’s hard when, for the better half of your adulthood, you harbored feelings for him and you secretly hoped he had felt the same way. It’s as if you wasted your time going after him.
Almost as quickly as he left, Stephen came back, carrying a small bag with him.
"Hey I know you said you wanted to sleep, but I figure if you’re really in pain you can take some over the counter meds-" His eyes finally met yours as you were sitting on your bed. Streams of tears left streaks on your face before you could quickly hide them away. "Are you in pain? Did my spell not work?" He came and gently sat down next to you, placing his warm hand on your shoulder and giving it a comforting squeeze.
He was worried about you. It was the worst feeling because you liked it. His worrying about you as much as he did made you feel special. "Why are you doing this to me?" you whispered to yourself, hoping he wouldn’t hear you.
"What do you mean?" He straightened up and looked at you fearfully, scared of what you might say next. "I care about you. I want to take care of you." He lifted your chin to force your eyes to meet his. "This isn’t easy for me to say, but you are so important to me and I’d do anything for you. And I know I’m not the best guy, but I really try to be for you." His eyes held the greatest amount of sincerity you had ever seen. Your eyes started to water at his sudden confession. He wiped them away before they could travel down your cheeks.
"Stephen," you sighed, "being friends with you isn’t enough. I-we can’t be friends anymore…it’s not enough for me." Your hands went up to cradle his, which had been holding your face. You brought them down to your lap where you rubbed your thumbs over his hand, giving him time to say something, anything.
Instead of words, he quickly pulled you into him, wrapping you in a bone-crushing hug. His hand went to cradle your head and slowly rock back and forth, "Oh I'm so glad you said that." He said it in your ear, petting your hair. "I like you too, so much. You're everything. You're my best friend, and I could never ask for anything more."
“Thank you Stephen, for letting me into your life and allowing me to start this new adventure with you.” You smiled from ear to ear allowing yourself to wrap your own arms around him and give him a tight squeeze. You felt a soft kiss in your hair and you felt the rapid beating of his heart resembling your own.
“I’m never letting you go by the way, you’re in this for the long run” he laughed.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
#Stephen Strange#doctor strange#Doctor Stephen Strange#doctor strange imagine#stephen strange x reader#doctor strange x reader#doctor strange scenario#stephen strange imagines#marvel x reader#multiverse of madness
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i think toritsuka has the same understanding of women as i have but he hasnt had his lil like fundamental realization abt it yet
even as a man that likes men i do not go near men they scare the fuck outa me im mostly only friends with women and trans men and like a few a very small amount of cis men bc again they scare the fuck out of me bc i have some underlying issue with touch that i havent figured out it might be like child abuse or smth i have no idea and i dont rly wanna know but my few guy friends will try to fight sometimes and i swear as soon as one of them comes near me i go for the dick not the gut not the head i need to immobilize them as easily as i possibly can with the least effort in case i mess up but women arent like that im just fine with touching women bc they arent typically as aggressive
also i totally said men and women what that actually means is masculine ppl and feminine ppl but on a much deeper level than i think most ppl understand so men and women works better for the explination
so i think toritsuka has the same kind of understanding of masculinity and femininity so thats why he only ever tries to hang around women and saiki (saiki is smth else ill go into) is bc he trusts women the same way he trusts ghosts and thats also part of him trusting ghosts is not only that they are inherently good but that they literally cannot touch him
and now for why hes pervy (its sexual so beware)
on my rankings of what incites the most feeling sex is my number one especially with someone i like bc its physical and emotional stimulation and its just good its a way to feel things and this is not a me specific i dont think im pretty sure this is common so i think it applies to toritsuka and thats why hes pervy is bc he needs that kind of emotional stimulus and i think it rly goes with the cotards delusion thing somebody said bc smth i thought of earlier is that hed get it with his heart like hed feel like his heart is dying (im not projecting i swear) and the appeal of sex is very heavy in the increased heart rate so i think its some kind of reminder for him as his heart beats faster and more aggressively that hes alive
@jkgnggj this is for the fic fr
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preg transfer but its transferring all the preg around you into you, and with your luck anytime you walk outside thered be 1-2 pregnant people almost due with more than one baby. everytime you step outside you come back with an even bigger belly, squirming with life as the inhabitants complained about their cramped living space :)
and what if the pregnancy last until the latest one is supposed to be due but you just kept on getting new ones from passerbys and even coworkers
imagining working in a pregnancy wear store and having this curse... or maybe its a blessing, i cant decide 😈😈😈😈 either way... it certainly wouldnt take long for anyone in this situation to become sooooo obscenely knocked up, with sooooo many babies, that their enormously, exorbitantly tightly stretched belly pins them to the floor and renders them completely immobile. they're so massive that even if they could move enough to get to their feet (which they cant, of course) theyd be physically unable to actually stand for any length of time at all.
ohhhh or imagine driving home being completely oblivious to what's about to happen, and then i drive past a car that is currently taking someone who is in labor with massive triplets to the hospital — and abruptly my belly is swelling in the drivers seat, and for a moment i start to feel a contraction, but then another driver in a near-enough car just got knocked up about an hour ago — so im stuck with this enormous quadruplet belly that's only gonna get bigger, and bigger, and bigger, and bigger....
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(*slams open door* I GOT A NEW PHONE AND MY LIFE IS OKAY NOW. Anyway, have an idea I came up with. Based on the post you reblogged with the girl stuffed with eggs.)
The tentacles protruding from my body caress you. Cool against your heated body, they feel like heaven. The tentacles covering the ground and the rest of the cave obscure how many tentacles are in your cunt, which are stretching it wide. Your cervix is stretched as well, the fluids the tentacles had pumped into you before keeping you nice and loose.
More and more eggs are pumped into your womb, each small enough for another. A different tentacle is in your mouth and down your throat, steadily pumping a fluid down your throat, keeping you both fed and aroused - wet enough to let the tentacles pump more eggs into you.
Your eyes, glazed over and unfocused, are so beautiful to me. I remember, just weeks ago, you were a shy and nervous little puppy. When I showed you my cave and the tentacles I control, I could see the lust and desire in you. But you were still a shy puppy, back then. Not the adorable whore you are now.
It took hypnotizing little gem and several visits to my cave to get you to how you are now. It took takes and days of using the crystal correctly to make sure you were how you are now. Now, the crystal is in the collar around your neck. It pulses and glows, the hypnotic affect keeping you happy and pleased with your new situation.
I'm sure you wouldn't mind staying a while longer, puppy. After all the tentacles still have so many clutches left and your womb has room for more. Plus, how you'd often rub the tentacles when you thought I wasn't back then, and how you thought I couldn't hear your hushed whispers of awe over how many there were, makes me certain that you'll be happy here.
So be a good puppy for me, and keep taking those eggs.
🐺
(OMG HIII tbh i was very close to posting an Are You Alive again so good to hear from you!!)
im almost completely limp against the tentacles, too overstimulated and tired out to even moan around the tentacle in my mouth anymore, just laying back and taking it, cunt spasming through another orgasm every few minutes, belly steadily swelling from the eggs, a little bloated from the fluid being pumped down my throat, keeping me wet and pliant while multiple of your tentacles fuck my cunt and repeatedly thrust into my cervix to lay more eggs.
im so blissed out from it all, completely lost in the sexual pleasure and the physical comfort of your tentacles inside of and surrounding me. the crystal in my collar throbs in tandem with my heartbeat, both matching the steady rate at which eggs are being pushed into me.
my womb is taking it so well, stretching so much with no issue, my belly long past the point at which it would immobilize me. it felt so good, especially as some of the tentacles rubbed over it, secreting another liquid—one i would realize was what allowed my skin to stretch so painlessly and perfectly, if i had enough brainpower left to think about it.
i can’t understand why I was ever so hesitant to give into this. to give into you. to let you take me and claim my body for you and your tentacles, claim my womb for their eggs. not when it feels so good that my eyes are practically fully rolled back into my head, my cunt dripping an equal amount of my own slick and the tentacles liquids, my belly overtaking the rest of my body, my womb the most important part of me for the foreseeable future.
i was sure id never be able to take it all. when you’d first brought me here, and left the room, and I’d hovered my hands near one of the tentacles, not dating to touch, eyes fixated on the visible shape of each egg within them. id whispered amazement, maybe some want.
im so glad you’d let my want become reality. im so glad you made me realize I was made for it. im so glad you made me realize I could take it all. im just a breeding puppy, for you and your tentacles, a perfect little incubator for all of the eggs. i just needed some coaxing to realize that this is where I belong.
#GOD this is SO GOOD I am OBSESSED#ovi#tentacle nsft#puppytalk#🐺#terato#monsterfucking cw#eggpreg#monster preg#nsft#ftm nsft#t4t nsft#gay nsft#mlm nsft#trans nsft
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¥Stubborn one¥
A/N: since the lack of stormtrooper x reader fics and Im not talking about the ones where the reader is a stormtrooper Im talking about randoms stormtrooper x reader, so enjoy this fic.
Warnings! Swearing, Death, but mostly like 16+ cuz no smut but like virginity is mentioned ONCE OKAY? Enjoy 🤩🥂
You struggled to run, your emotions mixed by shock, anger, and sadness once you saw Jedi men, women, and children alike get slaughtered like animals. You wept for them but knew if you wanted to avenge them you had to run and regroup with other hopefully surviving Jedi, ducking under tree branches and jumping over fallen trees you looked back to see if any of the clones/troopers had followed you. Seemingly none were there so you rested and leaned on an old tree, letting tears fall as you remembered seeing friends die infront of you when fucking Darth Sidious issued that order. “Fuck!” You screamed, weeping in anger and in sadness. You stopped when you heard crunching of leaves near you, getting up to run again which failed when one of the troopers shot your leg, immobilizing you. “Shit! Please please…” You begged for some miracle to heal your broken leg, but alas, nothing happened as multiple troopers came and surrounded you. “Jedi, as per the order. You are no longer of use.” They aimed their guns at you, you let out one tear as you heard the clicking of the triggers and shots fired out, one to your heart, another to your leg, and the last hit was through your stomach, killing you instantly. The captain ordered the troops to move to another position, all obeyed but as they left one remained. Standing there as if he was shocked, for this trooper was the one you subtly flirted with when you were assigned an escort, the trooper who took your first kiss right in front of the doors to the Jedi council meeting (nobody saw of course), the trooper who took your virginity in a jail cell when you were taken hostage along with your escort, the one who defended your honor with his life. Took yours so easily in the outside but on the inside he was so conflicted, unsure. He approached your body and for a second, just a flash, memories of you and him flashed. But just as it came, it had gone. He pressed your forehead unto his helmet, whispering apologies and words of devotion before standing up, and joining his team.
A/N: First time for star wars and I have forgotten lore so dont blame me for incorrect stuff and instead tell me thanks for reading! ♥️♥️😍😍
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saw ranking i binged them all again
one > six > two > four > five > three > spiral > jigsaw > 3d
saw 1 at the top. the forerunner. the patient zero, james wan played god and saw was his Light. i had to pay my respects to it and also Adam Stanheight is in it, one of the best characters period. living breathing memorable quote machine. the most cohesive one, one of the better law enforcement plots, the ending... i don't have to talk about it, we all know how iconic it is. i'll just say leigh whannell's scream still sends chills up my spine.
saw 6 had the best spectacle, best traps, great cinematography, also amanda's in it. the last bang for the franchise before the next three movies after it didn't reach anywhere near its caliber, let alone like... saw 5's caliber. the ending is iconic. i'm disappointed that william didn't survive and it would have been interesting for him to be the only main game subject to live ( i'm indirectly declaring saw 3d non-canon). but rodrick heffley did kill a man so atleast i can walk away with this tidbit of information to share to unknowing fools who never saw this franchise. the scene with THE HOFFMANATOR and the voice descrambler was the most fucking stressed i felt during a movie since i saw rob zombie's halloween 2 i was fucking Sick. even though I knew what was going to happen. bravo greutert
saw 2 was a better follow-up than some ppl give it credit for even though it's also the one where the participants get a little stupider. addison's trap was such a perfect example of this, but can i be mad at it? no. because the first time i saw it i guffawed so loudly. im pretty sure my friends are scared of my sick sense of humor. anyways this is the only film where we get to see john kramer in action where he's not in a flashback or immobilized state, and he's a glorious cunt to watch. my deeply self-delusional serial killer blorbo. donnie wahlberg is so fun to watch. he's so angry. all the nerve gas house participants are also pretty fun to watch even though they're all blank slates with one max personality trait i love them. obi tate i will never forget you and your 5 minutes of screentime... love you honey...
saw 4 is funnier than people give it credit for. a lot of this series is, actually. legendary transitions. eric matthews befriends a little rat friend. introduces THE HOFFMANATOR properly. rigg's addiction to going through doors. every bizarre twist in the last fifteen minutes. an entire potential arc from the last movie getting cut short abruptly by strahm shooting one of the worst characters in the franchise to death. i would pick this for a movie night with the boys
saw 5 has also plenty of funny moments. the fatal five's game becomes a really mean comedy with how they simply refuse to work together as a team. even though it was glaringly obvious from the tapes that they were supposed to. mallick's actor overplays his part and its magnificent. more THE HOFFMANATOR action. strahm performs a tracheotomy on himself to escape a trap and he sounds funny for the rest of the film.
saw 3 was carried by bahar soomekh and especially shawnee smith Period. jeff completely drags it down. otherwise it'll be higher. justice for amanda young and allison kerry. i think i would have connected with saw 4 more in a genuine way if kerry was being tested.
spiral, similarly to saw 3, has chris rock dragging down everything. he feels like a pretty stiff actor. luckily he's more bearable to watch than jeff or bobby. that said, having the bousmaniac back at the helm brought back some of the extremely bizarre editing choices that fuel this series' trademark humor. the shaking camera shot that looks like it was made by a rookie in sony vegas pro... chef's kiss mwah.
jigsaw is legitimately bad. weak cast of characters which these movies always have but this cast is weaker than usual. i don't remember anything about halloran and logan except corrupt cop and ex military jiggy apprentice respectively. i dont remember what kind of personality eleanor has. i don't tgink i was paying attention to this half the time except for the barn game which also wasn't super good
saw 3d... the opening trap (misogynistic implications aside), the horsepower trap and THE HOFFMANATOR were the only Really good moments. the new gibson guy is one of the best actors which i mean that he's one of the worst actors. bizarre lines, even more bizarre delivery. the bobby plotline is the worst main game bar none and the only one in the series i would genuinely call torture porn. i can take away some element of humor from jeff being slow ass motherfucker but not this. the traps aren't intriguing enough. the trap involving a woman having to not make a peep at all is so Subtle. and joyce did NOT deserve that. i still don't know how to feel about gordon being an accomplice... i don't know how to make it make sense for his character and his development...
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love all your dad wig so much i could read it forever thank you for all the blurbs
IM GLAD YOU'RE ENJOYING!!! i'm having so much fun writing them. here's another that you can read below the cut or on ao3 about waking up in the middle of the night with a baby
When the familiar fussy cry comes crackling through the baby monitor on the nightstand, QT rolls over and screams into her pillow.
He honestly fucking gets it. It’s only about two weeks ago that Ryan started generally getting through the nights without waking and as of two days ago, they’re back where they were two months ago, with long nights spent switching off and trying to coax her back to sleep. According to her pediatrician, she’s teething which isn’t always an issue when it comes to sleeping through the night but since she already had some issues with sleeping through the night up until pretty recently. QT gave her Tylenol before bed, but they’ve still been up with her a few times tonight, the latest being when Ludwig rocked her back to sleep only twenty minutes ago.
“I’ll get her,” he offers, patting QT’s arm and climbing out of bed because he’s an awesome partner and an even better dad.
Without lifting her face from the pillow, she mumbles something incomprehensible in response. He assumes she’s thanking either him or some sort of higher power for the fact that she doesn’t have to get out of bed.
Ryan’s entire face is bright red when he picks her up, tears streaming down her cheeks and snot dribbling from her nose as she thrashes her arms and legs around violently. It breaks his fucking heart to see her struggling like this— as much as he hates getting up in the middle of the night he understands that it’s only because she’s hurting.
He picks her up and balances her at his hip, gently bouncing her as he grabs her blanket from her crib and pushes it into her pudgy hands, just so she has something to focus on. Her screams quiet to sniffles as she shoves it into her mouth and tries to gnaw at it— poor girl.
It feels almost robotic as he walks downstairs and grabs a washcloth out of the freezer, a handy tip that QT’s sister passed down to her when she mentioned Ryan had started teething the other day. They’ve done this so many times and sure, it helps, but it only soothes the pain for so long before the tears start up again.
Sitting on the couch with her, Ludwig carefully rubs the freezing washcloth against her gums, coaxing her to gently chew at it so the cold can numb her aching gums.
As she chews, quieting finally, he grabs a tissue off the coffee table and wipes her face free of boogers and tears before leaning down and pressing a soft kiss right where wispy blond hair meets her forehead.
“You’re okay,” he whispers, wrapping her in her blanket and hugging her to his chest. “I’ve got you.”
She starts to relax a little, allowing the washcloth to fall from her mouth, and he reaches up with his thumb to gently massage her gums in the way that he saw in some YouTube video he watched about this.
When he hits a bump on the bottom, he freezes and withdraws his thumb so that he can look at her mouth. Sure enough, barely visible near the middle of her mouth is a tiny pearly white tooth. Her first fucking tooth.
“Oh my fucking god!” he says, loud enough that Ders peers over to them with interest from the cat tower across the room.
He debates waking up QT for this. On one hand, it’s definitely a big first. Teeth mean chewing. She’s literally going to be chewing her whole life! But the tooth will also still be there when she wakes up tomorrow and she did seem pretty fucking exhausted.
Fuck it. He’s pretty sure that she’ll be more excited by the tooth than pissed about being woken up at four in the morning. She probably hasn’t even fallen back to sleep yet. Moments like these are meant to be shared, so he stands back up, bouncing Ryan at his side, and walks back upstairs.
“Babe?” he whispers, creeping back into her bedroom.
“What?” she mumbles into the pillow, still immobilized by being woken up in the middle of the night for what feels like the millionth time. Parenting is seriously fucking hard.
“I need to show you something,” he tells her.
She flips upright and turns on the light in an instant, a panicked look on her face. “Is something wrong?”
He looks from Ryan, half-asleep in his arms, to her. Okay, he can see how that might have sounded slightly worrying after they literally just woke up to her sobbing.
“No, no, no. It’s a good thing,” he tells her, sitting on the bed and handing Ryan over to her.
Ryan smiles a little and reaches up to grab at her nose, making QT laugh and press a kiss into her hair, even though she seemed frustrated by being woken up just a few minutes ago.
“Look,” he tells her, reaching over and carefully pulling down her bottom lip so that QT can see the tooth.
QT’s eyes widen. “Holy shit! Is that?”
“She has a tooth now,” he confirms.
She turns to stare at him for a moment, looking absolutely stunned. “I’m going to fucking cry or something. That’s an actual fucking tooth!”
He nods. “Logically, I knew that teething meant her teeth were coming in but I don’t know why I figured she’d just sprout a full set in a month or something.”
QT snorts, reaching down to run her finger along the tooth. “Lud, that’s seriously fucking stupid.”
“I’m not a baby expert. I’m learning, okay?” But he’s barely even focused on what he’s saying, he’s just watching his little girl, sleepy and confused about why her parents are so excited right now.
“You got a little tooth now,” QT says in her baby voice. “Soon enough you’re gonna be able to eat all sorts of stuff just like your Mom and Dad. I’m gonna make so many tasty little treats just for you one day.”
She reaches down and boops her nose, earning a giggle.
How did I get this fucking lucky? he thinks as he watches his partner and his daughter. It’s the middle of the fucking night and all he can think about is how grateful he is for everything he has.
Being a parent is seriously fucking hard. Babies are so fragile, and there are so many little things you have to do for them, and it makes balancing work harder, and it puts an extra strain on your relationship. It’s all fucking worth it, though, because he gets to have little moments like these, sitting in bed with QT celebrating Ryan’s very first tooth.
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So boom, literally thought today was finna be a good day. Woke up, put on my favorite pants and was ready to kick some ass. Tell me why my period kicking my ass instead? I'm talking my ass was laying on the FLOOR because it was so bad. Then, I'm tryna get home and five steps later— nauseous. And I'm not gonna make it to the bathroom. Mind you, I could barely stand nor walk atp. I throw up outside the small little fruit cup I had for breakfast and try to walk again, SIKE GO BACK bc a bitch has round 2 coming up their throat. I find a place to lay down because walking is not an option rn, and now my cramps want to get progressively worse. I said fuck it, went to the bathroom and shitted my heart out for a good hour, mfs checking up on me like "aye you good?" Bc I'm blowing that shit up 💀 Meanwhile I'm waiting for someone to pull up and come get me for a good 45 minutes. After shitting and feeling like I have to throw up at the same time, im laying down again like cool, I got nothing in my system, it shouldn't be so bad.... Bitch.... 🤦🏾♀️WHY ARE MY CRAMPS STARTING TO FEEL LIKE IM GOING INTO LABOR?!!?? Literally was hurting so bad I was VOCAL, and writhing in pain. My ass wanted to cry but I was more pissed than anything. I can't even take medicine bc my stomach is empty so I'm over here waiting, feeling like I'm going through contraptions without fucking morphine.
It's like each cycle just gets worse I'm getting a fucking DEPO shot ain't no way. Had me damn near immobilized for what ...
holy shit what the hell… i think you should invest in birth control..?
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alright, im making this post because a lot of people are struggling to play salmon run well, and it's been very frustrating recently to deal with teammates that just work so poorly. here's a little something to hopefully help you cooperate and work with your teammates better.
this is just a big dump thoughts from a stressed freelancer so my strategy may not align with what is actually best for playing sr!
i understand that this is big run and you are very excited, but please dont rush to the spawners and wait to lure them closer to the basket. this makes it a lot easier for immobile weapons like chargers and splatlings to safely deliver eggs without having to jump down below into risky situations.
if you are not going to do that, and kill bosses at low elevation (it is good to have a nice mix of low / high elevation killing on this map, just people dont seem to balance it well) pass eggs up to the higher elevation containing the egg basket. you can cooperate with another teammate to stay safe.
if you're the last player left, signal "this way!" to let your teammates know where to go to be revived. bombs and specials are good for this type of stuff. dont wait for your teammates to come to you and try to work together to revive them (throw bombs near them, just try to get closer to them if you can)
if you are dead, help your teammate revive you! try to get into an open area in their line of sight, and signal "help!". make sure if your coworker is actively shooting at you that you arent hiding behind a steel eel's wall or being blocked by other salmonids as best you can. get close to any bombs you see from your teammates and don't make them come to you, move closer to them.
walls! paint the walls! you never know when you'll be in a pinch and need to go somewhere quick to catch your breath. painting walls can be done right before a wave or when you have a little free time.
specials are very important in this game and it's also important to use them well, considering you only have two. specials can easily be wasted if you're being surrounded and end up killed before you can use them.
wavebreaker is great for crowd control and each wave will make it a lot easier to get rid of any lesser salmonids in the area. it also makes a great way to revive your teammates after death. it's amazing during glowflies and kills chums immediately during those types of waves.
inkjet can also be used to help revive your teammates safely while up in the air. it can also eliminate flyfishes if you shoot in their baskets. the elevation can make certain bosses a little easier to kill.
booyah bomb is really great for clearing out areas and reviving teammates. if you're the last person left, and are planning to throw the bomb beneath you to remove any salmonids collecting there, make sure your teammates are also within the area too. it does have a timer, if i recall? so look out for that. it can kill any boss and works wonders for in the event that there are many many bosses collecting around the egg basket.
reefslider... it's ok, its not all that great for sr though. use it to clear out areas and revive teammates. i don't have much to say on this one. it's nice against the big shot but it's not really an efficient use.
killer wail 5.0 is usually best for killing enemies like slammin lids and scrappers. if you're lucky your teammates may be able to try and reach it to be revived, though it's not as reliable as any other special.
crab tank can be really rapidfire and long range, a bomb shot from one of these can also get rid of a flyfish basket. it's good for all bosses, and it's an excellent special for glowflies, if you have them on you, curl up and watch the salmonids die trying to touch you. it's also really nice for cohozuna, as shots get increasingly rapidfire the longer you shoot for.
triple inkstrike works wonders for reviving teammates or getting rid of bosses. a well aimed one of these can take out most bosses.
timing is really important for using specials. should you use your booyah bomb in an attempt to reduce overwhelm in the area within the last 10secs of the game? no, you really should have done that a while ago. should you use both specials in rapid succession? probably not, but sometimes it may be needed... should you use your specials when you're the last person left? yeah! definitely! make sure theres a considerable amount of overwhelm in the area before you decide to use your special. several slammin lids and lessers pose a higher risk than a few chums.
i'll be continuing this real soon!
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excerpts from noelle brigdena & cetta mainwaringb, “matryoshka journeys: im/mobility during migration” (2016) in geopolitics
“These [immigration control] policies generate a particular lived experience of geographic mobility, one that is inextricably tied to experiences of immobility. The policing and deportation justified by crisis produce further mobility, as deportees attempt return again and again.” (p. 9)
“[T]he contemporary migration policing regime increasingly requires migrants to adjust to unforeseen events with flexibility en route... Migration journeys are rarely a linear passage, travelled from point of origin directly to destination. Rather, migrants make these journeys in broken, unplanned stages; a failed stage may give rise to another unexpected leg of the journey... [J]ourneys take unexpected directions, migrants continually change their destination, and as the difficulty of arrival and settlement increases, people wander in search of opportunity. The boundary between transit and settlement becomes blurred, as migrants move indefinitely and sometimes spend very long periods in countries of transit, rather than the destinations they initially envisioned. Indeed, this form of immobility is part physical and part temporal. Many journeys are characterised by long periods of ‘sticky’ or even ‘suspended’ time spent waiting, stopping, and being stranded or contained. This sticky or suspended time is punctuated by moments of ‘frenzied’ time experienced with urgency and sudden movement.” (pp. 9-10)
“The second, related dimension of immobility is a layered relationship between empowerment and disempowerment... [M]igration journeys become a nested series of adventures and concealment strategies, as migrants attempt to evade capture by the state or escape violent criminal predators... Migrants may need to undertake journeys within journeys, not only by changing direction, taking meandering routes away from their destination or waiting for opportune travel conditions, but also by strategically forfeiting or reclaiming control over their own body in transit. Thus, in these moments, migrants may be rendered physically immobile in the most extreme forms, for instance, while in secret compartments, boats, trucks or smuggler’s safe houses.” (p. 10)
“Migrants often accept this extreme form of immobility and the bodily risks involved in this loss of control as necessary in order to evade other dangers, usually those associated with their visibility to the state. In so doing, they barter moments of immobility for mobility, and moments of disempowerment for a larger purpose... [T]his form of immobility is a complex negotiation of risk, agency and visibility. Migrants understand periods of waiting, stopping and containment as inherent to the migration experience. The patience to cope with indefinite periods of immobility becomes a survival resource, as the experience of immobility folds into the larger purpose of mobility. Moments of mobility occur within their forced immobility, and immobility occurs within the larger context of migration and lifelong journey to an unknown destination.” (p. 10)
“[T]he purposeful surrender of agency as a survival tactic... [M]oments of immobility are not just ruptures, but also rungs on a ladder to further movement. Furthermore, during these moments of rupture – which are experienced differently as refusals, restarts, indefinite suspensions, voluntary interruptions or forced terminations – migrants devise nested tactics and strategies to achieve both immediate and long-term goals.” (p. 11)
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every tho i had cooled the house down i woke up to it being 68 so i went and closed the windows, its 70 and climbing outside in the afternoon, not the worst ive found the house in like before i was like okay i need to be intense about this the house would be like 75 f before i did anything, so im closing the windows and my mom is coming out like why are you doing that its only 70 outside in the same tone she uses for other lower temperatures like GIRL 70????? like thats not HOT but thats not COLD i was like mom??? its warm??? (she had opened the windows after i had closed them in the front of the house like youre not even back here gfdgdf) and she was like why are you wrinkling your face? and i was like mom because its warm and she agreed to close the windows like my face is literally fully flushed and when i went to grab an ice pack she was like See how Nice and Cool it is it is in the kitchen and its like she had the oven on 350 for some reason i dont even know i guess shes going to bake bacon???? and i was like its not cool in here in its warm?? and then she agreed to have the a/c on low, she was like if its going to ruin your day it can be on, which is nice but very like ???? what do you think is going on here ghfdhfgh its not an emotional statement, like she is someone who is like i feel sad lets add heat like thats not going to deal with your emotions and im going to get joint swelling that renders me near immobile like we could easily have the house two different temps like within reason and it was something we use to do before my brother came to live with us full time and now its like okay whats more important his want to not wear a shirt or my body that has a flair up when its overheated, these things are both clearly equal, like i know its somewhat her but its like she does it at him to seek validation and he does it back at her cause it gets him what he wants while i become like sicker > >
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I’m gonna need someone to yell at me until I go see the gyn and get her to add the endometriosis medication she’d offered before, cause this just keeps getting worse again lmao god damn it. but i don’t wANNNT TO go to the doctor. SIGH.
#kit being stupid#menstruation tw#i set a reminder to send her a portal message at lunch so sigh#it had been down to ONE DAY of hell cramps a month. one day.#and now this past month i’ve repeatedly had approaching hell cramps and spotting and now i’m having a second day of near immobilizing cramps#and i can’t call in sick! bc im Too Important!#(nothing is actually stopping me i just get anxious about all the things)#alphabet soup of chronic illnesses
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Your writings are true masterpieces! Would you write a Druig imagine with a mortal Avenger!reader and they’re obviously into each other and it all comes to headway with the reader saving him in the cliche trope of ending up on top of him and being so close you could kiss after pulling them down to save them during a mission?
cozy there?
editor's notes ; JKASDHAJSKDA ANON ?? <3333 thank you for making my day im-- LKJASASD and of course !!! ngl this was kinda...shit cuz i hate writing fight scenes HASHAHSDHAH but it made me try so ig that's okay AHHSHDS i probably won't write a part two,,,, but that depends so maybe soon HSHDASHKAD i left it at this cuz like,,, that's the whole scene so yeah, let me know what you think ! <33
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warnings ; a few eternals spoilers, cursing, suggestive shit when u fell on top of him but not really ?? kinda fluff ig but like AJKDHAKSHDKA, ikaris being a dick as always /j
summary ; when you and druig got tangled in the classic, 'watch out', and tumbling down and falling on top of him, he kinda wished you were alone as he looked you in the eyes, unconsciously looking at your lips as well
pairing ; druig x avenger! reader (no gendered pronouns)
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"i got eyes on the target, cap," you said, your eyebrows furrowing at the…deviants just near times square. last thing you knew was that these deviants were old news and were defeated by the eternals, as fury said when they saw them resurfacing just a few days ago.
"be safe, y/n. we can't have you dying already."
"shut up, i'll see you soon." you told sam your coordinates, before jumping down to deal with the deviant. you drew its attention as you armed yourself, the electricity tingling in your hands as the staff you conjured materialized. "eta?"
"carol and hope are five minutes away."
"okay, five minutes. i got this," you whispered to yourself. you ran up to the deviant, using your staff to jump and bashing the deviant's head. it snarled at you, whipping its tail and making you trip. you cursed under your breath as you got up, breathing heavily. how the fuck is five minutes too long?
"watch out," you were startled, looking at the deviant which was now charging towards you at an unbelievable speed. you looked at the guy who warned you, about to thank him when you cursed, raising your staff once more as you and the guy…wait he's not alone, battled the deviant and tried to immobilize it.
you looked on as these people used powers, but unlike wanda's or the ones used by those that practice the mystic arts. but you couldn't afford to be distracted, but reported to sam what was happening.
"wait, wizards?"
"no," you grunted. "i don't think so. where the fuck are hope and carol?"
"fury told me they're being sent on another mission."
you rolled your eyes. "what? well, i need backup."
"stay safe. bucky and i are on our way, come on buckaroo!"
"don't call me that,"
you laughed, hearing bucky. "yeah, got it, cap. see you!" you ran, helping the man who warned you with the deviant. he shot you a grateful look, your cheeks warm from his intense stare. "thanks for earlier, uh?"
"druig," he didn't know why he was intrigued by you, but he was. he smirked as he controlled some of the people still lurking about, ordering them to run away before asking you. "and you are?"
"y/n," you grinned as you bashed the deviant on the head without looking. sersi and the others looked on in interest, eyebrows narrowing in confusion and amusement as they watched you two. "oh shit, watch out."
druig knew he could easily dodge the deviant but let you push him as you used your staff to distract the deviant, missing your balance and tripping. druig heard an "umph" as both of you fell
on the ground. you winced, closing your eyes, not noticing how you ended on top of druig. druig's hands ended on your waist, his face warm as he realized you weren't in any way leaving. you opened your eyes as it grew wide and stared into his own. your noses were almost touching with the close proximity, the noises buzzing in the background as the others continued to fight the deviant. you watched as druig's gaze moved from your eyes to your lips, making you unconsciously lick your lips. and not even you could comprehend how close his lips were to yours, but the moment was broken with bucky coughing, smirking down at you.
"cozy there, y/n?" sersi and the others looked at the avengers, piecing together how you must have been an avenger yourself. the deviant wasn't defeated, but unfortunately, it left after it was severely injured.
your cheeks were warm as you quickly stood up, offering a hand to druig without fully looking at him. his hand felt cozy on your own as he stood. you stood beside sam as you quickly briefed him and bucky on the situation while druig stood with sersi and the others.
"we need you to come with us," sam said, looking at them. "we need to finish the debriefing, especially with that deviant running loose."
"and why exactly do we need to come with you?" thena said, glaring at him.
"because we don't exactly know how to defeat it," you said, looking at her. "and with what happened today, you guys probably did."
"which reminds me," sam said. "who the hell are you guys?"
"right, we haven't crossed paths." sersi said, taking the lead as she walked to sam, offering her hand. "we're the eternals."
your eyes were wide as you locked eyes with bucky, remembering how you guys were briefed on who the eternals were and what they did to rid the world of deviants. these are the eternals? your eyes, then, traveled to druig who was also looking at you, gauging your reaction.
"so, what now?" you looked back at sam, missing the way druig followed your gaze, eyebrows furrowing. you gestured for him and bucky to come closer, away from the eternals who were all looking at you. "fury will be pissed if the eternals didn't come with us."
"well, you seem to be cozy with one of them," bucky teasingly said, smirking. "why don't you ask them?"
your cheeks warmed at his teasing making you glare at him, sneering at him. "i am not getting cozy with druig. shut up, bucky."
"druig, huh?"
you offered him the finger before walking towards the eternals. you waved at them, smiling. "hi, i'm y/n, i'm an avenger."
"sersi," she said, smiling as she offered you her hand. the others also introduced themselves and you now knew sersi, sprite, thena, ikaris, sprite, kingo, and druig.
"i'm really sorry, but we need you to come with us. our superior warned us about deviants after the sighting and we're gonna need more information on how to defeat them."
"y/n, is it?" ikaris said. "no offense, but we got this handled." he looked at sersi. "we need to go and see phastos. we don't have time for such things."
you furrowed your brows at the way he said that they got it handled. you scoffed, but calmed yourself. "it's official avenger business. we need you to come with us."
sersi looked torn. she understood you but she also understood ikaris. druig saw an opportunity and took it. "why don't i stay?"
"wow, druig, getting it already." kingo said, teasing.
druig, annoyed, glared at kingo who instantly shut up. he turned to you and asked, "do you need all of us? we're kind of in a hurry because of, well, the deviants coming back."
you looked at sam and bucky who tried to look that they weren't listening. you rolled your eyes, pointedly looking at them. "well, cap? you heard him."
"one's fine, i guess. better than nothing."
sersi sighed, but they still have to find phastos and then the domo, and maybe this is good for druig to be around someone who makes him look like a lovesick fool.
"alright," sersi turned to druig. "please leave the emergence out of the conversation. we don't want to alarm the mortals."
"i'll come find you and the others after," druig walked over to you. "shall we?"
"see you, y/n!" sam said, grinning as he and bucky all but ran to the jet they came with. they waved at the eternals who looked amused, before they also left. your jaw dropped as they left you with a smug-looking druig as he watched you.
"well, looks like we're alone, y/n."
"i guess we are," you said, grinning but scowling at sam and bucky who sent you a text to 'enjoy'. "those fuckers. let's just go."
druig smiled, a genuine one, as you both ventured to the avengers compound. well, he could get used to seeing you, maybe even recreate what happened earlier and come through with it.
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Hi💖! Can I have a scenario with JJK boys ( gojo, sukuna, itadori, megumi, inumaki ) with gn! Reader who is very soft, cute and innocent. At first glance they look like they couldn't even hurt a fly or know a single swear word but in battlefield they change completely by absolutely have no mercy on their enemies and a motherfcking badass?? I enjoyed your squishy cheeks scenario and I hope you can do mind! I hope you take your time and do whatever most important to you first ༼ つ ◕‿◕ ༽つ (*＾3＾)/～♡
Having a s/o who's soft but a badass in the battlefield
▪︎Featuring: Itadori Yuuji, Fushiguro Megumi, Inumaki Toge, Gojo Satoru and Ryomen Sukuna from Jujutsu Kaisen
▪︎Pronoun: They/Them [Gn! Reader]
▪︎Genre: Comedy, Humor, Flyff and a lil bit crack
▪︎Warnings: uhhh violence? language and Slight nsfw in sukuna if u squint
note: Hello! Thanks for reading my work I appreciate it! and tbh the squishy cheeks are also one of my faves I'm sorry if this took so long I wanna write the scenario I think that will suit them sooo- Enjoy! Hope this was what u had in mind
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How dare you decieve this literal sunshine :<
When you charged at the special grade curse he felt like he was about to die again.
"NO! Y/N!" He shouted, voice raw and full of desperation as he tried to catch up with you but Megumi pulled him back.
"What are you doing!? Let me go! They might die! I-i can't lose them!" He yelled, trying to get put of Megumi's clutches as he could only watch in horror as you charged to the curse.
Yuuji turned limp into Megumi's arms as he saw you battle the curse with fierceness and a dangerous edge on you. He turned into the paper thingy HHAHAHAH
"W-what just happened..?" He stammered, eyes still transfixed on your form as you ran to him smiling and cheering.
"Did you saw me fight the curse Yu?! I took it down!" You cheered and spun around with him, sparkles somehow floating around you. Kugisaki tried to hide her laugh as she watched you spin around while Itadori just kinda... floats? He probably traumatized poor boi got a heart attack-
He still haven't recovered from the shock but he managed to stammer out a 'Yes'. He's still Paper! Itadori
He still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that you become an entirely different person when you fight.
He would probably shit himself if you ever get angry at him.
Ahhh my baby-
His reaction would be: 👁👄👁
Ope, sorry but he would clearly under estimate you. Not that it's intentional, he just thinks that you need his protection 24/7 because you just look so innocent and like you couldn't hurt a fly.
Oh how wrong he was.
Turns out he's the one that needs saving-
When he thought that he was done for, you suddenly kicked the curse in the face, seething. He almost thought you had an evil twin since he can't believe that's you.
"You thought you could get Megumi? Hah, fucker, DIEEEE!"
ExCuse mE wHaT wHy iS bAkugOu's SiBLiNg hErE-
Fushiguro just blinks at you while you fight the curse without even breaking a sweat, and did you curse?! He always thought his baby couldn't hurt someone but you're out there killing in cold blood-
It somehow warms his heart since you really care but he's kinda shaken to his core.
"Are you okay?!" You rushed to him and rubbed your cheek against his. "I was so worried! Don't worry! I'll watch your back so you won't get hurt!" You kissed his cheek, and just like that, any trace of you being an absolute op vanished.
He stammered, trying to ask a ton of questions but failing to.
Welp, It looks like he's the one that needs saving.
"Go honey! Screw them up! Kill them all!" Gojo let out a grin and cheered for you in the sidelines as he waved his arms around. This bitch i-
You giggled and grabbed your weapon, ready to show off to your clueless and worried students. "Of course! Wish me luck babe!"
"U-uhmm, Gojo sensei.." Yuuji gulped, worried for you. Even though he knows you're a special grade sorcerer he can't help but worry for you.
In the background you can already see them worry and being nervous
Gojo hummed, "They'll be alright! I know my baby can handle it!"
And just as he finished the sentence, you exorcised the curse succesfully. As you neared them, you have a shit eating grin plastered on your face as you took in the fsces of your students.
"We should invite L/n sensei next time when we spar!" Kugisaki suggested to her blindfolded teacher who just chuckled nervously in response.
"I would love to but-"
"He knows I'll beat his ass." You cackled, like kuroo as you looked over your lover who looked like he would pass out in embarassment.
"I did not brag you to our students just for you to bring me down."
Toge groaned in pain as blood spills out from his wound, rendering him immobile. When he found you rushing towards him he widened his eyes and shook his head rapidly, telling you to get far away as the curse is much stronger than they thought to be.
When he saw the curse approaching you and preparing to strike he felt himself grow cold as he desperately tries to use his voice, even though he already reached his limit. He felt tears prick his vision as he watched in pain in what he thought will be the end of you.
AAAACK DON'T CRY
Sliced.
Into thousand pieces. The curse didn't stand a chance against your speed and precision as you succesfully exorcised it.
He blinked; once, twice, a couple times, he couldn't really process what he was seeing.
You panted, hands on ur legs as you bent down to cath your breath. "That was a close one.." He stared in disbelief as your dangerous aura vanished and you approached him with a smile. "Are you okay? Can you stand baby?"
He shook his head "B-bonito Flakes." Then giving you a look that you better explain what just happened. You chuckled sheepishly, a cute but nervous smile appearing as you scratched the back of your head.
"Yes yes... I know I have to explain but let's get you patched up first okay?"
Never did he thought he would fall for a soft person. Not even once. Since he always find those types not worthy to gain his precious attention.
He figured out that there was something wrong with him since he's usually like more edgy type of person. Turns out he was wrong.
When he saw you in action he can't help but smirk and wolf whistle at you. He's also turned on but he wouldn't admit it outloud (save Yuuji cuz he's so ashamed by Sukuna's actions)
"Damn babe, you didn't tell me you weren't a damsel in distress-"
Sukuna didn't know if it was intentional that he got hit by your weapon, but when you apologized to him he automatically thinks that it was an accident.
"Oh no! Suku, are you okay?!" You fussed over him, trying not to burst out laughing so you won't blow your cover. He groaned in pain, you didn't exacly injure him since you'd feel bad when Yuuji takes over so that will do.
"Does it look like it?" He mumbled, not yelling since he doesn't want you to be upset with him. He becomes a putty in your hands, that's how much he's willing to do anything for you.
"I-im sorry but HHAHAHAH YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN YOUR FACE SUKU!" You booped his nose as he scowled, "You... I'll wreck you!"
You giggled, flashing him a cute smile and wink as you ran away, Sukuna hot on your heels.
You snickered, "Sure you will, honey."
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what is your ideal love confession scenario between mike and will?
oooooh… i haven’t really thought this through before!
im thinking i want it to sort of be gradual… if that makes sense. i want them to slowly both realize during the course of season 4 that they’re in love with each other, enough that we as an audience can tell that’s what’s happening.
i can’t decide whether i want mike to confess or will to confess… there are advantages and drawbacks for both.
but... here’s what i want to happen: [warning: this got a lot angstier than I thought it would be akdjksjd. sorry. and also a lot longer. I’ll put it under a cut!]
hiya so this accidentally turned into. sort of a ficlet i guess. enjoy?
tensions been building up. it starts with little moments; mike catches himself staring at will a little too often. will catches his gaze a couple times, but they turn away in sync. will blushes; mike wonders why he keeps looking in the first place.
and then, in moments of panic, mike keeps reaching for will’s hand. and every time, he’s shocked when will’s hand is already there, reaching for him too.
over the course of the season, we see them get closer. glued at the hip; where one goes, the other follows soon.
but then they get separated. by what or how, i have no clue; but… as terrifying as it would be, i want there to be a near death experience. (i say is if there hasn’t been multiple near death experiences already). i want mike to see will at deaths door for himself. sorry </3 but! here’s why:
i want it to be a life-flashing-before-your-eyes moment for mike.
i want mike to realize, in that moment where time seems to stand still, that if he lost will for good… there would be no such thing as moving on. he realizes before it happens that the hole that would be left where his heart should be is bigger and more painful than the wound of a late friend.
…like how it was in season one, when mike thought will was dead. but this time, mike is there. mike sees it as it happens and can’t move a muscle. maybe he’s injured, maybe he’s been immobilized by something. but all he can do is watch.
el comes to the rescue like the badass she is, but at this point, will is still gravely injured. (poor kid can’t get a break. #givewillabreak2022). once mike can move again, he crawls over to will as fast as he can. he shakes will awake, holding him in his arms, feeling his pulse. will wakes up and mike heaves a sigh of relief. maybe some tears are shed when mike begins talking. “I thought i lost you, i thought that was it…” and will, being as selfless as he is, would weakly gesture to a wound on mikes face, asking if he was okay. mike would tell him to “stop worrying about me, this is about you.” he’s still talking, still pouring out his heart, finishing it with “i can’t do this without you…”
“do what?” will would ask, dazed, exhausted.
“live.” It’s an answer and a request. “i love you, will.”
will is shocked, from both the injuries and the confession, but his hand finds its way to mikes, and he finds mikes eyes, holding the gaze with no reservations now. “i love you, too. i love you, too.”
mike pulls will into a bone crushing hug, injuries be damned. they’ve got enough adrenaline to feel weightless and pain free.
over will’s shoulder, mike sees el standing not too far away. she’s looking at him, a tear rolling down her cheek. but she isn’t sad. she gives mike a watery smile. she nods at mike, putting as much sincerity as she can into the motion. she gets it now; what it means to love.
mike smiles at her, a twinge in his heart for a first love now faded. but they both know it now; love is surprising, terrifying, and found in the most unexpected places. it grows, changes. it’s one of the universe’s many mysteries.
together, they unveiled the surface. but they smile at each other now, knowing the answers to love that lie beneath its surface is different for both of them, found elsewhere.
there’s nothing more strange than love, is there?
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whoops. i didn’t mean to get sidetracked there but my fingers started typing and i had to obey. my bad?
thanks for the ask!! <3
#ah… I should write a fic for them one day…#I’ve been juggling around a couple from a different fandom so I don’t wanna add more to my plate but… I’m tempted… thoughts?#…damn… I really wanna turn this into an actual fic now. whoops?#byler#mage’s asks#bylerbrainrot#i do wonder if this would actually be the other way around#in which mike is at death’s door and Will can only watch#it would line up with Noah saying his next saddest scene was in season 4… but I like what I’ve written akdjksjd
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