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ren-cormander-site-107 · 4 days ago
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hey. I saw what happened.
@raddagher-on-cams
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ren-cormander-site-107 · 2 minutes ago
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"Getting stabbed," Ren mumbles. They look... lost, more than anything. As though their tether has been cut, and they're just drifting through the site like a ghost. Their eyes re-focus in on Raddagher. "...Can I come in?"
There is a knock on the surveillance office's door. Ren stands on the other side, their forearm wrapped in bloody bandages, palms and fingertips pinkened and raw. They don't look like they've slept in days.
@ren-cormander-site-107
*Raddagher opens the door, shocked and confusedly analyzing the tragic state of the other. *
Hi- what is that from?
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a-star-that-burns-brightly · 3 months ago
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hes shes theys and thems in between, I am deeply afraid for Tetro Friday. we are absolutely getting a body discovery (._.|||)
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mcltiples · 23 days ago
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munday combo
make this picrew take this uquiz
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Running From Your Past
You have a past you'd prefer not to think about, but boy oh boy does it like to think about you. A bad parent, an old enemy, a job that ended in disaster. No matter how far your run or how well you hide, it will find you eventually.
TAGGED BY: nobody, i stole it from the dash hehe TAGGING: you, the person reading this, come on, i know you're looking at it, just do it <3
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vampirecatprince · 3 months ago
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How is it that I am barely two months into my new job and I am already planning an escape route just because of how ridiculously poorly managed this place is
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ren-cormander-site-107 · 4 days ago
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I'm fine. It's fine.
mm.
...i was. Mistaken. It was not your doing.
still hate you though.
@ren-cormander-site-107
…ok.
I still hate you too.
Are you ok?
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namisweatheria · 5 months ago
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Alright I think this is my favorite version for real. Made the text box a little smaller, and the flash a bit longer and a bit orange
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tenrai-no-ame · 8 months ago
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{ @malafxde continued from: 🌟 }
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"Oh? Well if you think so, then it must be true~…" A few soft notes of laughter followed the God's words, before a gentle hum then rolled through him. "Hm~… I suppose so~…" While Rin wouldn't lie in saying he'd hoped to maybe do a little better-- At the same time, he felt content enough with how well he'd done.
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myrlin · 2 years ago
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𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋   𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄   :   merlin ambrosius
𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄(𝐒)  : marlow , emrys , young warlock , dolma , em.
╳   𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐒.
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♔   𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇𝐒.
honest  |  trustworthy  | thoughtful  |  caring  |  brave  |  patient  |  selfless  |  ambitious  | tolerant  |  lucky  |  intelligent  |  confident   | focused  |  humble  |  generous  |  merciful  | observant  |  wise  | clever |  charming  |  cheerful  |  optimistic |  decisive  |   adaptive | calm  |  protective  |  proud  |  diligent | considerate  |  compassionate  |  good sportsmanship | friendly  |  empathetic  |  passionate | reliable  |  resourceful |  sensible  |  sincere |  witty  | funny
🖌 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒 & 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒.
art  |  acting  |  astronomy  |  animals  |  archery  |  sports  |  belly dancing |  bird watching  |  blacksmithing  |  boating  |  calligraphy  |  camping  |  candle making  |  casino gambling  |  ceramics  |  racing  |  chess  | music   |  cooking  |  crochet  |  weaving  |  exercise  | swordplay |  fishing  |  gardening  | ghost hunting  |  ice skating  |  magic  | engineering  |  building  |  inventing  |  leather-working  |  martial arts  |  meditation  |  origami  |  parkour  | people watching |  swimming  |  puppetry  |  pyrotechnics  |  quilting  |  reading  |  collecting  |  shopping  |  socializing  |   storytelling  |  writing |  traveling  |  exotic dancing  |  singing
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kcsplace · 4 months ago
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Jake loves the tattoos that adorn Bradley's body.
The origami birds that take flight across his shoulder-blades. A goose, a swan, with a rooster gazing up at them.
The stark lines of the missing man formation of four F-14's, three shooting across his chest, with the fourth arcing up to rest over his heart.
No matter how many times Jake's fingers trace the aged lines of the B-25 Mitchell that rests in the crook of his elbow, Bradley won't explain the choice, only murmurs about it being his first, and that he is going to have it covered up.
He never does. But Jake's favourite, the one his fingers can't stay away from, is the little incomplete hangman figure he comes home with after his last deployment. Five months they spent apart. Five months new ink has been carried on Bradley's hip without Jake's knowledge and investigation. Five months where the spot Jake's hand rests as they settle to sleep has had seven empty spaces for letters. Five months Bradley has waited to play, Sharpie in hand. Counting the dashes, and even taking note of them being split into groups of 5 and 2, Jake still has to try his callsign first. "H" "Not your callsign you egotistical shit." Bradley added a frown on the blank face. "A" _A___ __ "J" "Nope." "K" "Are you using your name now?" "Yes." "No. A leg and two eyes added to the tattoo later, Jake is staring more intently at Bradley's hip than he has at any Bandit and then it dawns on him. MA__Y M_
The smile that stretches across his face hurts. It aches in the best way as he looks up at Bradley, the other pilot's gaze intent on him and not the artwork. "Yes." "That's not a letter." "Still my answer." Plucking the pen from Bradley's unresisting fingers, Jake fills in the missing Rs and the Y, before adding a big YES across Bradley's lower belly.
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ren-cormander-site-107 · 6 days ago
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Cas isn’t heard from until days later. His absence is scary, considering the confined space. There are so few places he could be, and yet… it’s like he’s just gone. That is, until he appeared in the doorway he and Ren shared, a strangely manic look in his eyes. His pupils were dilated, turning them nearly back. Medical took meticulous care in keeping their supplies, so Ren knew there was a scalpel missing. Everyone assumed it’d been dropped somewhere, and it’d appear again at the next reset.
That was, clearly, not the case.
Cas had the scalpel in his hand, and a strange, unnatural smile on his face. “Ren, I- I think I can- I can make things better! I can stop being useless!” Something about his tone was off. Rushed, cheery, and wrong.
(( @casandaxel ))
Despite the scalpel and the grin stretching his cheeks wide like a wound, Ren doesn't flinch. Why would they? This is Cas. Their Cas. He wouldn't hurt them.
"You worried me," they say, concern etching a line into their brow as they step closer to look over him. "Where were you?"
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comicaurora · 6 months ago
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I heard you talking on a recent OSPod about Hades, and as someone who very much can get ADHD-yoinked into games, it got me curious, but I'm...not great at video games and have found Dark Souls-y games where you try over and over and keep failing at the same task kind of frustrating. How's your Hades experience been in those regards? (although I'm not sure your general game skill)
Hades feels like it's really carefully designed to circumvent those frustrations.
I also hate the feeling of lost progress, which had me wary about playing a roguelite defined by constantly trying and mostly failing, but by far the most helpful part of the game design is that Zagreus also hates it, so it feels like the game and I are on the same page about it.
It also helps that most of the actual, tangible progress in the game is bound up in advancing the character arcs, which isn't a totally skill-free experience since it involves finding a couple characters out in the underworld, but a lot of it can be done back in the House of Hades, so every time you lose and die you can run around having conversations with everyone, almost all of which will be new and unique and advance your arc with them. If a character doesn't have a new interaction for you, you usually just can't find them on the floor, so there's very little time-wasting.
Speaking of, there's a lot of advancement that can only be done in the House of Hades, and a lot of it involves resources you can actively choose to seek out on runs. I did a couple runs today where my only goal was getting the last of a specific olympian's Boons so I could fill out their Minor Prophecy achievement and reap the rewards, and everything after that was just a bonus. This means the game is passively encouraging the player to develop secondary objectives beyond just making it to the end of the game again. It also helps that making it to the end of the game basically just gives you a weapon-unlocking resource and another small slice of conversation with [EXTREMELY OLD SPOILERS] so while it feels important, and is necessary for advancing towards the true ending of the game, it's not so overwhelmingly rewarding that you feel absolutely crushed when the final boss takes you out halfway through his second healthbar again.
You also benefit very greatly from not playing the game the same way twice - using new weapons or adding new challenge modes is the only way to re-acquire the unique boss rewards for the three main regions of the underworld, instead of the more generic resources that replace the unique ones after you win them for the first time, which means instead of feeling like you need to optimize a winning build and then use it every time, you're encouraged to play with the other weapons that you might find unwieldy or annoying, and if you manage to beat even the first boss with them, you'll be disproportionately rewarded. Also, on every run a random weapon will be empowered to give you bonus resources if you choose to use it, so even if you're a strictly melee-only main you might find yourself willing to figure out how to use the bow in exchange for the extra gems. The Boons you get also dramatically change the strategy you're likely to naturally fall into over the course of fighting your way out - some builds are extremely melee-based, others just boost your ranged abilities to the point that you can mostly just dash around the battlefield while your Casts chew through everyone's healthbar at top speed. So when you reach the final boss, you're not going to be using the same strategies, and even if you lose, it feels less like you had a skill issue and more like you've learned something to look out for or try out next time around. The final boss's strategies and moves don't change either, so you'll know what to expect every time even as your own moveset might be completely different from run to run.
In my personal experience, I have a pretty good feel for when a game is disappointed in my performance. Nothing says "the designers didn't expect you to get stuck here" like endlessly looping dialogue or not-so-subtle hints that you can knock down the difficulty if you need to. Hades has thus far done this to me very little, and only in specific areas - even if I'm no longer getting unique banter with Theseus every time I kick his ass, I'm still having unique conversations with Asterius in the same region and it doesn't feel like I'm anywhere near done with the dialogue back in the House. Zagreus's dialogue when he enters the same three boss arenas will also randomly go from seemingly-interchangeable lines of "yep it's this boss again" to much more unique angles that legitimately change the game from then on. Yesterday, after killing the bone hydra something like a dozen times, he randomly decided to nickname it Lernie, and now he consistently calls it Lernie and every time I kill it the victory banner says "LERNIE VANQUISHED". Today he got Tisiphone to say his name instead of just "murderer" all the time. The game knows you're going to be fighting these guys a lot, and this tells me I haven't outstayed my welcome in the anticipated main timeline of gameplay.
If I have a frustration, it's that I'm not always sure that what I'm doing is advancing the character plotlines, and you can only talk to a character once on any given visit to the House. The game kind of helps you out here, your little information codex will tell you stuff like "Learn more by having X more conversations with this character" or "learn more by deepening your relationship with this character" but it can still be pretty vague and opaque. There's no dialogue trees, Zagreus basically just says what he wants, so when, for instance, Achilles indicates that I should talk to Nyx about maybe getting Orpheus's deal with Hades undone, it's a little frustrating that I can't then go over to Nyx and ask her about that. Or, in fact, ask her about it at all in any of the dozen runs I've done since that nugget got dropped. It's not a game-breaker, but it is a little frustrating. On the other hand, this is clearly intentional, because this means you're tempted to get back into a run as quickly as possible, because then when you die more conversations will have unlocked back at the house - but also, to deincentivize just running out and dying on purpose to get those dialogues going, there are some characters who will only appear in the House if you get far enough into the run to deal with them, and certain characters whose arcs and dialogue only advance if you find and talk to their missing loved ones out on the run. So you'll always have something new back at the House, but you're strongly encouraged to get as far as you can before you die, because the farther you get, the more you'll have to do when you get back.
The game is basically designed to never, ever make you want to sit still. You can quickly exhaust everything there is to do in the house, and that makes you want to go out on a run and see what new things will happen. Then while you're on the run you have the benefit of randomization keeping things interesting and making you make plans for the next time you encounter a given character. It's got a good rhythm to it!
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ren-cormander-site-107 · 1 day ago
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There's silence for a moment, and then the sound of rustling as they sit down on the floor. Not quite speaking, but still there.
There are two granola bars on the tray, today.
The section at the bottom of Cas's door slides open again, and the same hands slip a tray through and carefully onto the floor. It doesn't close, this time.
@ren-cormander-site-107
“…Ren?” Cas whispered, staring at the space where the hand had been. He wanted a reply, he desperately wanted someone to talk to him, not just… stare at him. And, Christ, did he miss Ren. He hadn’t felt so lonely since before he knew them.
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sanjisleggy · 12 days ago
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this love of mine (trafalgar law x reader) [pt2]
summary: Trafalgar Law’s sudden discovery of your past ties to Straw Hat Luffy and Fire Fist Ace leaves his emotions in shambles
a/n: the final part for my first ever Law req! :D i hope this is a satisfactory ending for those who enjoyed the first half :3c
contents: set during Sabaody Archipelago arc w/ spoilers (?) from Luffy’s childhood, Luffy’s older sister!reader, Law has to continue to deal with his feelings and is still a Mess, Ace is causing trouble without even being physically present, jealousy, insecurity, angst to fluff, hurt/comfort !!
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part 1
i. 
“y’know he’s trying to show-off for you, right?” Shachi comments with a shit-eating grin on his face and you can’t even be mad because he’s right.
after Luffy had handed you Ace’s gift in the auction house, he’d scooped you up just like when you were kids and made a mad dash for the entrance.
“i gotta show you my new moves!! they look super cool i promise!” he’d proclaimed as he jostled your poor injured body with little regard for your comfort but you laughed anyway because it’s been almost 5 years since you last saw him.
Law and the other pirate captain who was present for the whole scuffle–Kid, you think his name was–followed closely after; and purely from the way they were three men with high bounties, you knew immediately that they were about to put on quite a show.
and now as you stand outside the auction house, surrounded by marines, the sight playing out before you has proven your hunch right. except… your beloved captain is perhaps putting on a bit too much of a performance.
you’d always known Trafalgar Law was a prideful man even if he likes to hide it under a stoic facade but this is the first time you’ve really seen him play up his Devil Fruit abilities. from the way he’s toying with the poor marines and their shambled bodies, you can’t help but feel a little bad for them in the way you would with a child abusing their toys.
“(Y/N)!! check this out!” Luffy demands your attention before throwing his head back several feet and launching it straight at some marines, knocking them over like bowling pins. he grins widely when you smile and clap in response. he really has come a long way since you’ve last seen him.
“yeah, he’s definitely showing off,” Penguin murmurs behind you and your attention is redirected back to your own captain. unexpectedly, your eyes meet and you catch a glimpse of his face flushing red before he looks away and returns to tormenting his enemies. 
“no… surely not,” you reply in a manner so unconvincing it borders on sarcastic. right then, Law shambles five disembodied arms onto one panicked pair of legs and you can’t help but stifle a laugh at the ridiculous sight.
the moment the sound of your laughter reaches your captain, he can’t help but turn back to look at you again, as though wanting to confirm his ears weren’t playing tricks on him. upon seeing your smiling face, he feels a familiar fluttering in his stomach and for a second he’s almost breathless. then, his eyes trail down to your hand where it hovers near your chest and he catches your fingers playing with the ring strung on the necklace around your neck. 
he didn’t realise you’d put it on so quickly and a bitter taste rises up the back of his throat as a tightness forms in his chest. reminded once more of the events that occurred just minutes ago inside the auction house, Law’s unable to stop his mind from wandering once again.
is there anything else you’ve been hiding from us? from me? what was the reason you’d kept your secrets?
he grits his teeth as a feeling of embarrassment washes over his entire body. what is he? some prepubescent child completely unable to manage his emotions? what ridiculous situation to be in especially during a battle–no matter how easy the fight is. if he wants so badly to know why you never told him about your past with Straw Hat and Fire Fist, surely he can just demand the answer from you later as your captain; and if he doesn’t like your answer, he can just kick you out–
his internal rambling is cut short by the sound of a gunshot and the smell of your shampoo.
as his back hits the dirt ground, he catches a glimpse of Shachi, Penguin and Bepo entering the fray to keep the remaining marines a safe distance away from him… and you.
the same you that had pushed him out of the way of a bullet aimed straight at his head. the same you that was currently glaring down at him as you laid on his chest with a deep frown on your face as your eyebrows furrow in pain. once Law’s brain connects the dots and expects the worst, he feels a rush of anger as fear clutches his heart. 
“what’d you think you’re doing–”
“get a grip!” you shout, cutting him off. “what am i doing? what are you doing, Captain?! zoning out in the middle of a fight!” you slap at his chest and it’s then he notices the sliver of tears lining your eyes as he feels a warm liquid soaking into his clothes.
he realised he loved you when your life was in his hands.
months after officially joining the Heart Pirates, the crew was ambushed by a squad of marines and a careless mistake nearly cost Trafalgar Law his life–had you not intervened and taken the hit for him.
as you laid on his operating table, on the verge of death, he wondered if he could ever forgive himself if he failed to bring you back to the side of the living. though his heart raced and ached like never before, his hands were steadier than ever.
“i won’t let you die,” he’d promised your unconscious body. “i can’t let you die. no matter what… and when you wake up, i’ll bring you anywhere you want. i’ll let you do whatever you want. okay? so don’t go.”
a few weeks later, you woke up greeted by the angry and tired face of your captain. 
“what’s wrong with you?” was the first thing he said, in a tone sharper than the scalpels he used. “how could you do such a reckless thing? you nearly died, do you understand–”
“i knew i wouldn’t die,” you replied, voice hoarse from the dryness of your throat. “i trusted that you’d take care of me and i was right, wasn’t i?” you smiled up at him.
although the furious expression remained on his face, he could do nothing to stop the way his cheeks began to blush as he felt a warmth rising up his neck. he knew you saw it, too, when your grin grew wider.
“you mean it?” Law asked in a voice so soft you nearly missed it. “that you trust me?”
“of course i do.” you tilted your head as you replied and before he knew it, he’d leaned forward and captured your lips with his.
ii.
back in your shared hotel room on Sabaody, Law changes the dressing on your torso after finishing the stitches. thankfully, you weren’t hit by the second bullet outside of the auction house. you’d simply torn the first bandage after tackling Law to the ground and ended up aggravating the earlier wound.
you can’t help but notice how quiet he’s been, though. he’s usually so quick to scold you for acting recklessly so you’d learned to be more cautious over the years, just to spare his poor heart. right now, however, as you sit cross-legged across from Law on the hotel bed, surrounded by medical supplies, he’s totally silent.
you wonder if he’s more affected by nearly being shot than you think he is but before you can ask what’s wrong, he speaks up just a little bit quicker.
“i’m sorry i doubted you.”
“huh?” you tilt your head, genuinely unsure what he means.
“i’ll admit i had some… childish feelings earlier about your past with Straw Hat and Fire Fist Ace.” Law stares down at his fingers, physically unable to look you in the eye. it’s one thing to be vulnerable with his feelings, it’s a whole other deal looking at you staring at him as he speaks–he isn’t quite ready for that yet. “i second-guessed the trust between us because i thought you were keeping it a secret for a reason.”
“i’m sorry i never told you or the crew, i just–” he cuts you off by grabbing one of your hands and clasping it gently between his two larger ones.
“no, you don’t have to apologise.” he smiles softly, finally tilting his head up to look at you. “i know now i shouldn’t have jumped to any conclusions without talking to you first… it was silly of me to think you owe me something like that, especially if you don’t see a reason in sharing it.”
Law idly rubs your hand in between his palms before bringing it up to his lips and pressing a kiss to the back of it. your mouth curls into a smile as you feel a light fluttering in your chest at his rare show of affection.
“i trust you,” he says, “wholeheartedly.”
he lets out a satisfied hum when you respond by pulling him into a hug. wrapping his arms around you, he hugs you back a little tighter than usual.
“if you’re still worried about something,” you murmur into his ear while rubbing your hands up and down his back soothingly, “you should tell me. don’t keep it in.” you brush your lips against his jawline and his hold on you tightens even further.
“was… was Fire Fist your boyfriend?” Law asks sheepishly and you can almost imagine the flustered look on his silly face as you bite back the urge to laugh.
“no, he’s also my younger brother.”
“what?” he responds incredulously before peppering your collarbone with small kisses, relieved that his guess had been wrong all along. 
“i had a third brother, too, but he died at sea when we were young.” you feel him nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck in response, tickling your skin. “i like to think he survived though and that he’s out there somewhere.”
“can i ask you one more thing?”
“mhm.”
“if Straw Hat or Fire Fist ever ask you to join their crews, would you?” his voice sounds the meekest you’ve ever heard it, it’s such a rare occurrence that a part of you wonders if all of this is just one weird dream. but you know you’re awake because being hugged in his arms is so warm and soft, it can only be the real thing.
“never,” you reply, pulling your head away to look at his flushed face. “you’re my captain and my partner and nothing will ever change that.”
letting out a quiet chuckle, Law reacts simply by capturing your lips in a kiss. 
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tokkette · 29 days ago
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・❥・ ── 𝒥AKE 𝒟ASH
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pairing. idol ex-bf! Jake Sim x fem!reader synopsis. Jake messed up, and now he’s determined to win back your forgiveness even if it means becoming your personal Door Dash. genre. exes-to-lovers, fluff, humor, redemption arc wc. 2,347 notes. this is something I came up with at 4 am so idk
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jake sim was standing on your doorstep. again.
“you’re late,” you said, arms crossed as you leaned against the doorframe.
“by, like, two minutes,” he muttered, holding up the bag of takeout. “cut me some slack. traffic exists.”
“excuses,” you shot back, snatching the bag from his hand. “but since i’m feeling generous, i’ll let it slide. for now.”
jake rolled his eyes but didn’t argue. he never did these days.
this wasn’t some casual arrangement. no, jake was here because he had to be. he’d been showing up with your food almost daily for weeks now, and the only reason you tolerated it and him was because he was paying penance.
“why are you still doing this?” you asked, leaning against the doorframe as he lingered awkwardly on your porch.
“you know why,” he said, his voice soft.
and you did. jake felt bad. no, jake felt guilty. ever since your breakup, he’d been walking around like a kicked puppy, and it wasn’t even you who’d done the kicking. he was the one who screwed things up, the one who let you down. and for some reason, that guilt had manifested into this ridiculous arrangement.
it all started three weeks ago when he’d shown up unannounced with boba tea.
“what are you doing here?” you’d asked, glaring at him from the doorway.
“i…i just wanted to apologize,” he’d stammered, shifting on his feet. “for everything.”
“and you thought bubble tea would fix it?”
“no.” he’d sighed, running a hand through his hair. “i just… i don’t know how to make it up to you. but i’ll do anything. seriously, just name it.”
you didn’t know why the words left your mouth. maybe you were still angry. maybe you wanted to see how far he’d actually go. either way, you’d looked him dead in the eye and said:
“be my personal door dash.”
jake had blinked. “wait, what?”
“you heard me,” you’d said, crossing your arms. “you want me to forgive you? then prove it. deliver my food whenever i want, no complaints, no excuses. maybe then i’ll consider it.”
and to your absolute shock, he’d agreed.
now, here he was, standing on your porch for what felt like the millionth time, looking equal parts tired and determined.
“don’t you have better things to do?” you asked, taking a sip from your drink.
“probably,” he said, shoving his hands into his hoodie pocket. “but i don’t care. i messed up, and i’ll keep doing this as long as it takes for you to forgive me.”
you stared at him, the straw frozen halfway to your lips. he was serious. he’d always been serious about you, even when he’d screwed things up.
“jake,” you said quietly, “you don’t have to do this.”
“yes, i do,” he said firmly. “i hurt you. and if being your door dash is what it takes to make it right, then that’s what i’ll do.”
you hated how your heart clenched at his words, how that stupid sincerity in his voice made you want to believe him. but you weren’t ready to let him off the hook just yet.
“well,” you said, leaning back against the doorframe, “as long as you’re here, i could really go for some dumplings tomorrow.”
jake’s lips quirked into a small smile. “you got it.”
maybe one day you’d forgive him for real. maybe one day you’d stop making him run all over town to bring you food. but for now, you were content to let him work for it.
after all, the boy owed you more than just dumplings.
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sciderman · 9 months ago
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I didnt know if I should send this ask here or to the ask blog, but
I've been following ask spiderpool since like, 2017? 2016? But never read the whole thing in chronological order. Now, you've started to pop up in my dash after some time of tumblr not showing your posts to me and I'm kinda lost
I was under the impression that Peter and wade became a couple a long time ago? Like, civil war arc long time. Is what's going on rn a flashback, or did you start another timeline, or....
time is soup.
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right now time is fucky because wade is still fucking with time.
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they are a couple! right now, presently. i'm not sure what posts you're looking at, but there have been flashback posts, yes. but they're presently a couple and in all the latest posts, they are a couple. they're gay. they're daaaating. they are swapping spit, and other bodily fluids, yes. since civil war.
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because time is fucky, in the main "timeline" the wade and peter we predominantly see have only been dating for three months. it's kind of a running joke. time is not passing for them. "three months" is the ask-spiderpool punchline. an absurd amount of time can have passed, but it'll always just be three months to them.
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wade and peter are perpetually trapped in some kind of timeloop, somewhere in 2017.
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