#better distance myself from them before i hurt them 😍😍 or they hurt me i csnt get hurt

[circe-butbetter]

I think it's when my mood starts depending on that person's mood and I start texting them everyday of every hours and feel like I want to kill myself or harm myself when they aren't around is when I know I'm truly and well fucked.

[photogirl894]

Hello lovely! I’m in love with your writing! If you’re still taking them, can I request writing prompts for days #54 and #71 with Echo where he’s insecure about dating reader because of his prosthetics and thinks she could do better, but she reassures him he’s the only one she wants? I’m a sucker for comforting Echo! He deserves all the love! 😍

My sweet Echo deserves all the love! 🥰 (I lost the original first draft of this stupid Tumblr and I honestly don't feel like this one is as good cuz I couldn't remember everything, so I hope you still like it!)

"What I Want"

54. "I'm not good enough for you."

71. "You are the single best thing that has ever happened to me."

Pairing: Echo x fem reader

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“Echo…why?”

Your voice trembled and cracked with emotion with just those two words as you stared at Echo through blurry eyes.

He had just told you he didn’t think the two of you should be together.

For some time, there had seemed to be something between you. You flirted and showed interest in each other, you talked for hours if you had the time, you shared stories and you even held hands a couple of times. You two had almost kissed once before Wrecker had come in and interrupted the moment. Before long, you found yourself madly in love with Echo, though you had yet to ever say the words to him. You had thought things were going so well and you had approached Echo regarding your guys’ relationship…when he suddenly said to you, “I don’t think it would be a good idea for things between us to continue.”

Had you misread every interaction you’d had with him? Had you misinterpreted his actions as meaning something more? Had he ever really felt the same as you? Where had it all gone wrong?

He answered your initial question, “I’m not someone you can have a real relationship with. I’m not good enough for you.”

“Wh--what?” you stammered out. “Why would you say that?”

“Who are we trying to fool, (Y/N)? Look at me,” he replied, holding up his scomp arm. “I’m not a whole man and if we were to ever be even remotely intimate, I could never hold you or touch you the same as anyone else. I could hurt you and I couldn’t live with myself if I did.”

You took a step closer. “You think I haven’t already thought of that? In all the time we’ve spent together, you don’t think I’ve already taken your cybernetics into account?”

“If I hurt you, I would never forgive myself, which is why it’s safer that we end things now,” he refuted.

Feeling hurt, you said back, “You’re going to throw away your happiness for something you don’t even know will happen?”

“It’s not a risk I can take. Not with you…not with anyone. You deserve better. I can’t give you what you want,” he protested.

“Yes, you can…because you are what I want.”

For a second, Echo’s eyes flashed briefly with hope, but then melancholy set back in. With a shake of his head, he moved to turn away from you…but you weren’t ready to give up on him.

“I love you, Echo,” you said to him, making him halt in his tracks. 

Before he could react or say anything in return, you strode forward, closed the distance between you two, grasped his face in your hands and kissed him with all the love you had to give; all the love that belonged to him and him alone. Echo froze up for a few seconds and then tried to resist, still thinking he didn't deserve you, but you weren’t letting go. Then he began to relax and his arms slowly came around you as he kissed you back. Before long, something inside the two of you broke and you found yourself backed against the wall, the kisses exchanged between you heated, needful and desperate yet no less full of desire and passion. His hand and scomp were running up and down your back and sides while your hands caressed his face, neck and armored chest. Everything about this moment felt right and true. This was all you wanted and you weren’t about to let him go.

At last you pulled away, your heavy breath mingling with his and your mouths just hovering near each other, still enveloped in each other’s arms. Then you told him, “Your arm…your legs…your headpiece…they are all still you and you are the man I love, so much so I feel I could burst. If any of those things worried me, I would not be here with you right now…yet I am. Every moment I’ve shared with you has been the best thing I could ever ask for. You are the single best thing that has ever happened to me and I can’t imagine my life without you anymore. If you turn me away now…I don’t think I can bear it.” A couple of tears escaped your eyes, sliding down your cheeks.

Echo’s heart fell at seeing you cry and his hand came up to your face. “Oh, (Y/N)...,” he whispered, gently kissing away your tears. 

“You make me so happy and I want to make you happy,” you said to him.

He leaned forward and touched his forehead to yours. “You do make me happy,” he replied, his own voice wavering.

“Then please��don’t give up on us out of fear, Echo. I’m begging you,” said sorrowfully. “You could never hurt me and even if you did, I know it wouldn’t be your fault. I want you; all of you.”

His lips suddenly returned to yours and he kissed you ardently with resounding fervor, as if he was trying to convince himself to change his mind. Your passionate words and pleas for him struck a chord within him and he was losing the battle. He found that he couldn’t deny his own feelings no matter how hard he tried; that he needed you as much as you needed him. If you were willing to take a leap of faith to be with him, then he should do the same. 

“I want you, too, (Y/N),” he said when he pulled back. “Trying to leave you hurt more than anything else I’ve ever experienced and I never should've done that.” He kissed you once more. “I love you…and I’m sorry.”

A smile spread across your lips at hearing him confess his love to you back and all you could think to do was just kiss him yet again. 

“I’ll give you…whatever you want…for the rest of my life,” he said between kisses.

“You, Echo, are all I could ever want already,” you told him in return, “and that’s all I need.”

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