#I swear I hate him

[chuluoyi]

only sukuna who will remain hot as he is sentenced guilty 💁🏻‍♀️

(poke @lilacliliess)

[feral4fiktion]

Being Friendly

Micah Bell x Fem!Reader

No TW

self-indulgent feelings

Wrote this instead of working because as much as I hate this man, he's been in my head recently and he's been the only one I've had the inspiration to write so now I guess I'm a Micah freaking Bell fanfic writer.

The camp was quiet, even more so than usual. It had you on edge, but it was also a chance for you to calm down after all the insanity that had been going on since the ferry job.

Most of the fella’s were gone on jobs, or to the local bar, but there was one you noticed was only wandering around the outskirts of the camp. Not quite keeping watch, but not letting anything escape his notice either. Sometimes you saw flashes of his icy blue eyes peeking from below his white wide-brim hat, but he would move just enough to hide his face the second he saw you watching him back.

You’d been playing this game for weeks, ever since you joined the gang before the Blackwater incident. Micah had grown on you, despite the warnings from everyone else that he was a loose gun. His sarcasm matched your own, and you couldn’t deny that the way he drew out random parts of his words was funnier than it should have been.

But since he’d been rescued from the Strawberry prison you felt like he’d been avoiding you. You would feel his eyes on you constantly as you moved around camp. A quick glance up and you’d see a flash of icy blue before it was gone and he would move to a different spot. At night, when he would usually join a small group by the fire, he’d turn on his heel the moment he saw you in the group.

It was getting ridiculous…and if you were honest a little hurtful. Sure he was harsh with everyone else (though Mary-Beth mentioned he’d gotten a lot more tolerable since you joined), but he didn’t avoid them like he was doing with you. And you missed your friend…not that you could really admit to anyone else that he was, in fact, a friend to you.

Enough was enough, though. You’d been down for the last two days because of this, and with an almost empty camp tonight, it was time to do something about it.

Just after the point of twilight you were ready to make your move. Some people had come back so Micah had moved to the edges of camp. He had moved close to the cliff, just past the horses. For once he was looking out at the skyline instead of people watching, giving you a rare chance of getting close before he could wander off.

You smirked and stepped lightly beside him, ready to start the match.

He must know you were up to something, based on the scowl that sharpened the lines of his face, but you didn’t let that damper your determination.

“What’chu want, friend?” He’d taken to calling you that when you drunkenly told him one night that you were friends.

“Checkin’ on you. That’s what friends do, after all.” If you hesitated for just a moment before your nerves came back you’d never admit it.

His scowl softened just a bit at your light tone, which made your own grin bigger. This was a good start. At least he wasn’t stomping off.

“I s’pose they do.” He pulled out a cigarette pack and matches. You stand in silence while he lights it and puffs a couple times.

“So…what’s got you so riled lately?” He looked at you from the corner of his eye. “I heard you really laid into Bill earlier today when he bumped into you. Not like you to go off for something so little.”

Micah scoffs before flicking some ash from his smoke. He toes the ash into the dirt, not looking up and completely blocking your view of his face.

“Just…a lot on my mind lately…with the hangin’ in Strawberry an’ all.” You nod. You’d been worried to death when you’d heard the news, but thankfully you’d convinced Arthur to get Micah immediately instead of holding off like he’d wanted to do.

“Mmm, that would put a lot on a mind…but I know something that might distract you.” You can’t hide the devilish grin from spreading over your face that you were able to steer this conversation exactly how you’d wanted to.

Micah finally turns his head toward you. His lips turn up at the obvious mischievousness on your face. If only he knew. He leans in slightly when you do, making a point of whispering as though this were a huge secret.

“Oh, ya got some gossip, huh? Spill it, then,”

You look around, like anyone would possibly approach you, but really you were building the last of your bravery for what you were about to reveal.

“Someone in camp…one of the girls…is sweet on you!” You cover your mouth to hide your smile, and maybe the growing blush on your cheeks.

Micah’s eyes go wide as he straightened back in shock. Those blue eyes are holding yours as though they can see every thought running through you. For a moment you wonder if he’s hoping it’s someone else, like Mary-Beth, but then he moved back in, closer this time. He must have seen something in your gaze that gave him his next answer, but you were happy that he still asked.

“Really? And who would that be?” You were toe-to-toe now. He was looking down directly into your eyes, but you felt like he had already wrapped you in his warm, leathery embrace with the way your heart was pounding, making your whole body shake with nerves.

Somehow, you were able to keep yourself from falling apart. By some miracle your brain made your body move even as you yourself were long gone. You leaned up just enough that your lips pressed against Micah’s chapped ones. His mustache tickled your nose and skin, even though he didn’t move. Your eyes were closed, so you couldn’t see his expression, but you felt it when he immediately answered your kiss. His thin lips were moving against yours slowly, like he was mapping out every part and testing how firm you were.

After a few heavenly moments of those soft movements he pulled back, panting slightly. At some point he’d pulled your body flush to his. You were now pressed firmly against his solid form, your own hands wrapped under his jacket and around his back. His were on your waist and back, until he moved one to cup your face, keeping his eyes locked with yours.

“You?” You nod, knowing that your smile is so big it’s probably more terrifying than anything, but not able to care with how happy you are that you’re in his arms and not being pushed away.

Micah released a huff of air as a smile almost matching yours takes over his face. He lowers till his forehead is pressed against yours. You hadn’t thought it was possible, but his eyes were even more beautiful up close and wide. It was fascinating that they were glassing over with some emotion that Micah seemed to have trouble suppressing.

“The whole time…in that jail cell…you were the only thing I could think about.” He confessed in a strangled whisper. “I didn’t care they would hang me, I’ve always known that’s probably how I’ll go…I just didn’t…I couldn’t stand the thought of leaving you, especially without you knowing…,” His breathing was picking up and unshed tears were gathering, threatening to break past.

You heart hurt when he mentioned the jail. You’d been worried too, especially when Arthur mentioned the hanging was scheduled for the day after the rescue. You didn’t want to think about how close you’d been to losing him forever.

“I don’t have the words, though, even now…and I s’pose…I was scared you might not…and I wouldn’t blame you if you hated me, everyone does,” He was still rambling, clutching you to him so tightly like he thought you still might leave. You could feel his body trembling against yours…or maybe that was still you just shaking from how happy you were.

“Micah, it’s ok. I’m here, I want you.” One of your hands came up to lightly stroke his whiskers, loving how soft they were. You wanted to watch your own fingers disappear into them, but Micah needed to see your sincerity, and you were happy to keep looking at your favorite color blue.

“I’ve wanted you from the moment you walked into camp. Yer the only one I ever wanted so bad, and I ain’t ever letting you go, now.” His tone was possessive, but you could tell he was also putting some warning into it, probably trying to get back to his tough-guy manner.

You didn’t mind though. Not when his warmth and scent are washing over you, and he still has a vice grip on you, keeping you safe in his arms. You grip him back just as hard before tucking your face into his neck, breathing him in.

“Good.”

[ykimiya]

The way he said 'I like you' uoefhbwev23

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[fryebitch]

i am my own worst enemy

[cheolslz]

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[dyke1]

brother in law got mad at me cause I told him to put on a mask alright go kill yourself

[s0up1ta]

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"... that's not important."

[vesvosmozhno]

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HOW DO I RECOVER FROM THIS?!?!?!?!?!?!! YUNHO WHAT ARE YOU SAYING....... PLEASE... IT MIGHT BE A MISTRANSLATION OF WHAT BUT STILL........ DONT FEEED MY DELULU MINF 😭😭😭😭😭 IM ALREADY STRUGGLING LOVING YOU MY GUY

[kagoutiss]

i’ll take care of everything

[meanbossart]

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[sabh0]

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[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Hello Madam. Sorry Madam.

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[elvyn]

Once again, my last drawing of the year is this stupid bob guy 😭

[syrupbitee]

free my boy from his own show he did nothing wrong

[fairylando]

imagine you are YUKI TSUNODA and you are constantly HARASSED for being violent (you're really not) and harsh with words (not more than the others) and you change THREE TEAMMATES in three years and they all get to be CONSIDERED for the RED BULL MISSING SEAT???? and you don't!!!! and you're stuck at the SUGAR FREE REDBULL TEAM for FOUR years and you get a year-end bonus of 22 EUROS... and all because the TALKING CORPSE hates you.

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