Ugly crying rn, i was 80% finished with an ask, and i lost all of my progress. Sobbing.
@bluerosegardens I'm restarting it rn 😔💔
Hello! Heard you are looking for requests so here is one! How about one of the hashiras (or all of them saperated) + kagaya (platonic) x ubuyashiki daughter reader? In which reader is kagaya daughter and they are in love with her but haven't told her yet because her health is getting worse from the curse how would they react to finding her passed out on the floor with blood coming out of her mouth?
𝐀𝐰𝐰𝐰.. :(
𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐊𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 :(
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐊𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐣𝐢 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 (?), 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭-𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐮'𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬
𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜?
𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬
Kyojuro's heart would set itself ablaze, and not in a good way.
He'd run to your side, gently lifting you up and gently holding your head in his lap.
"..𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞? 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞?" He'd ask in a panicked manner.
Your only response was more blood pooling from your lips.
He'd gently lift you up, taking off his haori and gently wiping your lips before gently holding it under your chin.
He didn't care if it became stained with blood, he could get another one.
He'd only care about your health, and your ability to move as you used to.
Tengen's usual flashiness disappeared.
Panic would cover him, head to toe.
Once regulating himself, he'd come closer to you, gently lifting you up in order for you to not choke on your blood.
For once, he'd be silent. Not a singular word would come from him.
His free hand would gently run through your hair as he'd watch you get the rest of it out.
You could've sworn he wasn't breathing the entire time.
Because when you stopped coughing things up, you could hear him taking a long, hard breath.
Mitsuri's heart broke as she saw you.
She would be at your side before you could even process that she was there.
She'd hold you close, whispering soft things to you as she gently rubbed your back.
She'd stay by your side the entire time.
She'd pat your back every now and again, making sure you were getting it all out.
She'd be silently sobbing, hoping you'd be okay in the end.
Once you stopped, she'd take her haori off, resting it on your shoulders.
Obanai would freeze up, panicking internally.
He didn't know whether to get Shinobu or do something himself.
Kaburamaru would notice this and gently slither off his shoulders to the ground.
He'd slither over to you, using almost all of his snake-like strength to push you up.
Once this happened, Obanai would snap out of it before running to you.
He was trembling, but held you up, as Kaburamaru gently slithered back to Obanai's shoulders.
Fright would be evident in his eyes even after you were okay.
Gyomei wouldn't be able to.. see you.
So he'd hear your coughing, and the liquid escaping your lips and put two (2) and two (2) together.
Tears would spill from his eyes as he'd make his way toward you, lifting you up.
He'd set his beads to the side, gently holding your hair back as he let you let it all out.
Like some of the others, he'd wrap his haori around you.
He'd feel terrible, causing more tears to spill.
As soon as he heard the blood stop hitting the ground, he'd pull you close, gently rubbing your back.
His fists would tighten, and his eyes would widen.
His footing would become unsteady as a gasp released from him.
Now, he wasn't particularly... inept in the whole physical health thing, but he could tell something was clearly wrong.
A small growl would come from him as he'd run to you, gently (well, gently for him) pushing your head downward with one hand and holding you up with the other.
He sat in front of you, a victim to the blood that spewed from you,
But that was fine, nothing he hadn't experienced before.
As soon as you calmed down, he'd pull you close, his arms wrapping around you tightly as he gently rocked the two of you back and forth.
She'd freeze up.
Despite her intellect in the field of the human body, she wouldn't move.
Seeing you like this, reminded her so much of her sister.
Instead of staying to help you, she could help but.. leave.
She ran, as fast as she could back to the butterfly mansion.
She'd breathe heavily, her mind foggy with tears pooling in her eyes.
Her body would tremble as she'd slide down the wall, stopping when she sat on the floor.
He'd gasp lightly, his usual calm and stoic demeanor disappearing.
For the first time in forever, tears would pool in his eyes and gently slip from them.
He'd slowly make his way to you, lifting you up slightly and letting you cough it up.
Out of the corner of your eye, you could see his soft expression and the tears fall from his eyes.
It hurt him so bad to see you like this,
So bad that all he could think of doing was crying as he held you up.
His love for you was so intense, that it could cause him to do things he hadn't done in years.
Muichiro's face wouldn't change.
He wouldn't know what to do.
He loved you, of course, but... how was he to help?
He watched as you choked on your own blood, feeling horrible that he didn't know what to do.
He was only fourteen, would you expect him to know?
He was trained to fight to protect humans from demons, but when it came to protecting the one he loved most?
He didn't know what to do.
It was unbelievably loud.
Far too loud.
An earthquake had just started to rung out,
and for the first time ever,
the demon prosecutor,
the one and only,
Miles Edgeworth had ran toward you.
He had most definitely wanted to curl into a ball on the floor, he needed to.
Instead of doing so, he ran to you and hugged you toward his body.
In his PTSD-ridden state, he felt the urge to protect you from his biggest fear.
He treasured you, more than anything. He wouldn't allow you to be hurt like his father was.
Despite his intense quivering, his grip on you was tight, and he didn't plan to let you go until he was sure that you were safe.
border is not mine. and I have no idea where this came from...
it just popped into my head....
God,I love the drunk Nari headcanons,I enjoy your writing so much!! Good luck with more writing,I hope you have a great day/night! - Not so anonymous anonymous ♥️
I hope you have a lovely day/night as well! Thank you very much for liking my writings! They're very fun to write!
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I'm begging you to add Gravity Falls into your fandoms list, the show is awesome, and so is the mysteries in it
It is! It’s been awhile since I’ve seen it, but I have seen it!
Can I request floyd x gn reader? They're just out shopping for shoes and jewelry or something, since floyd likes shoes. Can you do mutual pining please??? Thankyou
Of course!!!
So, I'm not exactly good with mutual pining, but i tried my best!!!
Reader can be depicted as Yuu, but it's not exactly necessary!
Warnings ;; None, just kissing toward the end but nothing smutty, or even really suggestive
Relationship ;; Platonic, turned Romantic
Type ;; One-Shot, Kind Of a Short Story
Floyd Leech was known to be chaotic and loud and wild and scary. He was known across the entire school as one of the scariest men to ever attend Night Raven College. His height and sharp teeth caused everyone who saw him to flee, but not you.
Upon meeting you, Floyd was indeed shocked. Even more so when he realized what was going on in the present. Was he going soft? Was he becoming boring? And many more questions had flew through his head.
The moray was currently shopping for jewelry in the middle of a store, with someone who was nowhere near afraid of him. Someone who found him to be something like any normal person, and he would be lying if he said this hadn't shocked him.
You very much interested him, more so to the point of pure and utter infatuation. "...oyd? ...loyd? Floyd!" You chuckled, trying to gain his attention. Floyd blinked quickly, you bringing him from his thoughts. "Huh? Yeah? What's up, Shrimpy?" Floyd asked, looking down at you.
You gave a laugh, a soft blush painting both of your cheeks. "I said, how would these look on me?" You asked, holding up a pair of eel-themed earrings. Through your pining for the eel, you found yourself wanting and gravitating toward things that reminded you of him.
Floyd's brows furrowed for just a singular moment before a wide smile crossed his lips and he nodded enthusiastically. "Hell yeah, Shrimpy! They're perfect!" You couldn't help but find yourself blushing even more.
Within just a moment, you noticed Floyd's smile disappear and his eyebrows furrow. "C'mon, let's hurry up and get back to Ramshackle, or wherever." Of course, you simply thought this was one of Floyd's usual mood swings but he was really just excited to get back and actually have you all to himself.
Less than a half hour later, Floyd was taking you back to Ramshackle. Upon reaching the front door, he opened it for you and allowed you to walk in. He decided to stay because he was excited to see how the eel earrings looked on you.
You led him to your room, making useless conversation before sitting in front of a mirror and quickly putting them in. You soon stood and showed him the earrings.
You honestly didn't expect his lack of response, nor what he did after, but that's what Floyd is, unpredictable. He cupped your face, tilting your head up toward him. Within a small moment, he closed the gap between the two of you, his lips pressing against your own.
Can you please reblog if your blog is a safe place for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, non binary, demisexual or any other kind of queer or questioning people? Because mine is.
Kny is great!! I lovr your work <33 ive actually been dying to see a angst/comfort fic where sanemi x reader get into an argument for whatever reason?? Creative liberties on that one idk 😭 but then they make up after a while. I didnt see any kny-specific character list that you write for, so if sanemi isnt up your alley any character works, really. Thank youu <33
𝐍𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦!!!
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐀𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭/𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭, 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐧𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲/𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬, 𝐅𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠,
𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜
𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭(?) 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲
𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚
𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐧. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮.
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨, 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐀 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐚𝐝, 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬.
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲.
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. "𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢?" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧. "𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰.." 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐝, 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦. "𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞." 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬.
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝, "𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬... 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮..? 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨.. 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞-" 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐟𝐟, 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞. "𝐎𝐡, 𝐬𝐨 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲?" 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐦 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, "𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐈'𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧!" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦.
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭? 𝐖𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠? 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮.
𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮. "𝐈'𝐦... 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝. "𝐈'𝐯𝐞.. 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝.. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮." 𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬.
"𝐃𝐨.. 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠...?" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲. "𝐍𝐨, 𝐧𝐨.. 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞." 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢'𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬. 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐝.
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫-𝐬𝐨-𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫. "𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮.. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲.."
This is @g0dwat3r's writing blog! I am a minor, so I will not do NSFW unless you commission it. That is for my own comfort. I am autistic, with dyslexia and discalculia. So, I beg you to be patient with me.
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