#it's probably not true but still i worry about it

[sanemistar]

i won’t let you go — satoru gojo

contains ★ satoru x gn!reader, established relationship, angst to fluff, petnames (baby, love, babe, etc.), 1k wc. ﾉ requested for my milestone event.

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ever since you and satoru have started dating, you heard a lot of gossip and side talks from people around you about how he's never been faithful to any of his past lovers, how he lets them go after less than six months, saying that he no longer finds them interesting, that he's done being with them, how he's never truly loved and probably never will be able to love anyone. that he's a selfish man who's nothing but a player who toys with people's hearts then tosses them away when it's all over. and you’re no exception, as it’s only a matter of time before you meet the same fate as them.

he'll let you go and forget about you as if you two have never met, because satoru gojo is incapable of loving anyone.

however, you pay no attention to these words. and even if what they say is true, you still refuse to believe that it's anything but mere nonsense. and decide to fully trust satoru like you always do.

because the satoru you know and love, the man you're dating right now, your loving boyfriend, is deeply and madly in love with you. the way he kisses you ever so passionately, how he whispers the sweetest of love words to you all the time, and how he holds you in his arms tightly every night as you doze off to sleep listening to his heartbeat. no way he's leaving you, is it? you're certain of that. after all, he's promised that he'll always love you, that he'll never leave your side no matter what, that he'll never let you be alone without him. because he can't live without you.

he finds comfort in you, you're his home as he claims. and you feel the same way about him, you can't live without him either.

although, you try your best to brush these thoughts off. you can't help but wonder if it's true that he'll let you go the same way he did with the ones before you, that he'll break all these promises about being together forever.

unaware, you let these thoughts consume you as you slowly drown in sorrow.

your head starts spinning as you begin imagining the moment he breaks it down for you that he's leaving, that he no longer wants to be with you, that he's done with you. and your stomach is instantly clenched in a knot. you feel a painful pang in your heart as it gets heavier and heavier by the second.

just when you’re about to get completely lost in your thoughts, you feel a soft touch on your shoulder. you turn around and it’s none other than satoru. he cheekily smiles at you, but his cheerful expression quickly changes into a concerned, panicked one the second you start crying.

“…toru.” you sniffle as you start sobbing uncontrollably, hot tears begin to overflow out of your now red eyes like how water flows from an overfilled cup. he rests his hand on your cheek, his thumb caresses your skin delicately as he leans in. he presses feather like kisses on your face and eyes, gently kissing your salty tears away.

“why’s my baby cryin’? what’s wrong, love?” he questions, his tone is a mix of tenderness and concern. a worried look is shown in his ocean blue eyes, it pains him tremendously seeing your teary eyes and sad face, he simply can’t stand it.

you blink, eyelashes wet from crying so much. and you pause momentarily, hesitant to let the words come out of your mouth.

“i just… thought about you possibly.. leaving me alone and..” you utter in between your sniffles, lips slightly twitching. satoru doesn’t let you continue and cuts you off mid sentence.

what you don’t know is, satoru needs you far more than you need him. you're the only one who loves him for who he is as just an ordinary human and not the strongest, you allow him to be himself freely without any restrictions, he doesn't have to fake anything around you. and most importantly, you’re the one who’s introduced him to love, you’ve shown him what it’s like to truly love someone. so leaving you has never been an option to him. the thought has never crossed his mind, not even once.

"babe listen, ‘kay?” he speaks tenderly as he rests his other hand on your cheek, cupping your face in his big hands as he brings you closer to him. eyes pierced on one another, locked in an unwavering gaze, as if you're staring into one another's soul.

“no way i’m leavin’ you, not now, not ever. so don't think about that anymore, 'kay? we’re stuck together for life." he reassures you, the tone of his voice is so soft and sweet, yet affirmative and serious. he then slightly brushes his nose against yours and it tickles you a little before his hands let go of your face, only to pull you in his arms instead. your eyes widen for a split second before you rest your head gently against his broad, well toned chest. your hands grip the back of his shirt tightly, holding onto him for dear life as you steady yourself listening to his calming heartbeat. his slender fingers delicately run through your hair while pressing a series of quick, loving pecks on the top of your head.

he smiles the moment he feels you relax in his embrace. to satoru, you being in his arms as he feels your warmth against his skin is everything he’s ever needed. as long as you’re here with him, that’s more than enough for him, he doesn’t need anything or anyone else.

“i won’t let you go.” he whispers ever so softly against your ear, his voice rings in your ears like a sweet melody. and you hum quietly, smiling against his chest as your eyes slowly shut in relief. you let yourself trust him once more as his earnest words wash over the little doubts that have been there.

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[lucygraysboy]

“what? oh, no, i wasn’t talkin’ ‘bout your looks.” blushing furiously as he fails to realize that she’s messing with him, he refuses to admit she didn’t look her best this morning and stumbles over his words, trying to come up with a kinder alternative. “i was talkin’ ‘bout the way you ran for the bathroom. you always look beautiful, lucy gray.” which is true, that enamored part of his brain insists, deciding it’s not a lie. “was it your crazy twin then? lulu gray? is that her name?” he laughs, shaking his head but also refusing to press the subject any further. he doesn’t want to embarrass her, doesn’t think now is the right time to discuss the events of last night. “don’t worry about me like that, baby. i’ll be fine.” he gently squeezes her finger, trying to brush off her worries because he’s ran out of arguments. “well, you’re doin’ a great job.” he could watch her for hours and hours, the genuine wonderment written across her face is mesmerizing. the way these gorgeous brown eyes light up, as though there were thousands of tiny stars hidden deep inside. “oh, careful, baby.” he gently touches her hip, guiding her towards the pulled out chair. “nothing beats our very first secret spot, though. i miss it a lot, especially over the summer.” his apartment, of course, has a whole AC system that works great, but nothing beats that refreshing feel of swimming in their lake. he’s still somewhat hurt because she brought some other guy there, but doesn’t want to ruin his mood and dwell on it now. “yes, we are! the glow hour, then all the lights comin’ on… it’s gotta be beautiful.” it reminds him of the breathtaking city views from his apartment, thinking she’s gonna love those, too. “back to the most important decisions. we should get appetizers, too. and dessert, of course.” since she probably hasn’t eaten anything today really. he opens up his menu as studies it for a moment.

“what’s that even supposed to mean? that payback for squashin’ you? you’re attackin’ the way my hair looked bad, bein’ sickly lookin’ and bags under my eyes hm? that it?” lucy gray wonders, playfully trying to get him to confess why she looked it. “it wasn’t me. you just had no proof.” insisting once again, a smirk starting to curl on her face but now her mind draws back to… what did he mean she doesn’t want to know why she gets handsy? then again, maybe she really doesn’t. maybe she’s askin’ to be embarrassed to death if she finds out the answer so she’ll definitely be quiet about that. “yeah, i know, but you’re makin’ your chances go higher.” with things like motorcycles, probably the most dangerous transportation of all. “well, i try,” modestly waving him off, smiling softly to herself at his words. that wowed look stays plastered across her face the entire time, lingering longer than it would on most people’s faces, it’s just things and sights like this fascinate her. if she thinks this is awesome to see, she’s not sure how it’ll feel to see new york. her soul belongs in the country, but even she can’t pass up the moment to stare out at a city and the sky above it and admire it all. wonder how it all came to be. and the ceiling even, she catches the design and stares in awe at it too.

by time they’re at the table and billy mentioned something about dessert, she’s just now realizing it all. “oop—” glancing down once her waist bumps into the table, amusingly laughing in the slightest before shyly taking the seat he pulls out for her which she’s appreciative for his gentlemanly act. “they always have been.” agreeing with a nostalgic feeling settling inside her chest, sweet smile adorning her face, hands gathering the menu but eyes once again straying else where. “wow, we’re goin’ to see glow hour from here!” quietly shouting, looking to billy, pointing at the window then looking back to the window. squinting a little when the sun hits her in the eyes. “alright alright, back to food now…” concentrating for real this time, dedicating to sticking her nose in the menu and seeing what’ll appeal the most.

[warblogs17282]

Looks like it's time for me to discuss this piece of merch.

I instantly notice two things, the first being that Stolas genuinely looks terrified in the first picture, with the pupils that appear when Stolas is extremely stressed as well. They're not looking at Stella, however, they're looking away from her, at something else, or someone else.

The second thing being that Stella now appears to be laughing while looking directly as Stolas, who is now no longer wearing his crown. Stella and Octavia are still wearing their crowns, which I feel potentially implies that the second picture was taken after Stolas has lost his title of Prince. This is probably overthinking but I'd also like for you to pay attention to the fact that the arrows point to Stolas in both pictures, his face in the first picture, and his crownless head in the second picture.

Plus, the grimoire is now in shot for some reason, which considering Andrealphus' comment of 'Because, my dear sister, you've already produced an heir; when he dies, his duties, his possessions, his legions, it'll all pass to.... Via.', sure Andrealphus is talking about specifically if Stolas dies, but I feel like this would also be true if Stolas loses his title of Prince. His duties will be one of the things that will be passed to Octavia if that happens, which could explain specifically why the grimoire is present in the second picture.

All of this would also tie in perfectly with Stella's line of 'I'm going to take everything! Everything you own!', with one of those things being Stolas' title of Prince.

But getting back to the first thing I noticed, I think I can explain the specifics of why Stolas is so terrified in it.

A few lines from Paimon stick out to me, those being these ones:

"It is finally your day of becoming a true part of the Goetia family."

"Also, son, you are destined to sire a precautionary addition to the Goetia family."

"Would that distract you enough from your non-negotiable future marriage?"

The first thing Paimon does is basically hold Stolas at metaphorical gunpoint to sire (give birth to) a precautionary addition to the Goetia family. You may be asking, but Stolas did sire Octavia, why does he look so terrified in the first picture if it's not Stella he's looking at?

The answer is simple, it's because that metaphorical gunpoint I mentioned earlier extended beyond just siring Octavia, it likely went on until Octavia reached maturity/was close to reaching maturity. (aka, the age of 18.) Considering Octavia was just a very young child in the first picture, it tells us that the metaphorical gunpoint was still a factor for Stolas, hence explaining why Stolas looks so scared in it.

My proof for this is a few comments made in s2 e1. Those being:

"What do you think the rest of the Goetia family will think?"

"And the only thing the Goetia family wanted from our marriage is already 17, so, it's over, I'm DONE!"

The common link between all the lines I have showed you is the Goetia family, Stella uses the family to threaten Stolas, meaning that she is naturally aware of this metaphorical gunpoint as well, hence why she uses it in an attempt to stop Stolas from getting the divorce.

But then Stolas fires back, telling us that the only thing the Goetia family wanted is already 17, which most likely tells us two things.

The first being that the metaphorical gunpoint Stolas was under did extend past just siring Octavia, it also reached to raising Octavia until she was mature enough/close to mature enough, which was likely the age of 18, but at this point Octavia to close enough to age.

The second being that the same metaphorical gunpoint Paimon, and by extension, the Goetia family put Stolas under is no longer a worry because Octavia is now 17, close enough to reaching maturity for the Goetia family, which again, I believe is 18.

Considering all of this, I believe that this adequately explains specifically why Stolas looks so terrified in the first picture, and the fact he appears to be terrified of someone other than Stella in that picture as well.

Which begs the question, just what or who is Stolas looking at in that picture?

It's most likely Paimon, although, considering all the comments about the Goetia family that have been made throughout the show, in theory, it could be anyone in the Goetia family who reports to Paimon, or anyone with equal or higher class compared to Stolas.

[the-100-days-of-junkan]

Day 44

It’s Day 44 and this absolute fucks with my rules a bit. Junko’s barely in this, and it’s far more prominently focused on Ibuki than it is Mikan. So I’d consider this one of the weakest days of the whole Project. Am I being unreasonable? Probably! 

I do however have stories to tell, now granted on an older post on my main account I did tell this before, however it was cut down because it’s decently related to the fact that I ship Junkan, and that was a secret at the time.

So some of ya’ll probably know that I ship Mukuro x Sayaka x Ibuki, because I like to be in pain and what better form of agony is there than a Rare Pair so rare that by my count there are 3 pieces of fan material for the ship that weren’t made by me. One of them is fanart that existed before me, one of them is an AO3 fic you can only read with an account, and one of them was drawn by my girlfriend at my request. So what does that say about how fuckin’ Rare it is. 

Anyway, the reason I came to this ship is because of a dream. I couldn’t tell you the full details from memory because it’s been awhile, but essentially there was a moment where Ibuki was talking to Junko on a video screen, and Junko was concerned for Ibuki’s safety. And while still dreaming I found myself confused because “Hey wait, I ship Junkan, not (Insert whatever the ship name for Ibuki x Junko is)”

So in the strangest stretch I ever made, I reasoned out that it was actually Mukuro disguised as Junko like in the original game. But then came the issue of “Wait, I’m an Ikuzono shipper!” for you see, for some reason when it comes to Danganronpa I can’t for the life of me Multiship. I can do that just fine with something like, RWBY for example, but Danganronpa? I find one ship that appeals to me, and I do not stray from the path, as if I'll be fucking cursed the moment I do. The only time this has ever gone differently is when I read like, two Maki x Kaede x Miu fics and realized “God dammit I love this” after years of being an Irumatsu shipper. 

So i took the pain route and just made it a polycule. 

And now I stare at myself in the mirror and just plead to the reflection “Why?” in the middle of the night . . . okay not actually but it’d be funny if that was true.

Anyway uh, oh right the art. I really liked drawing Mikan just being a gay little dweeb over Junko while Ibuki is just vibing like an axolotl (there’s a drawing idea.)

And don’t worry everyone! They won’t take away focus from our Star Couple, but my highly specific polycule will return in the future. Fear it’s impending return. 

As always, Reblogs, Comments, and Little Notes in the Tags are appreciated!~ They always make my day!~

[brittle-doughie]

Hey howdy hello again! Wrote the one thing with reader cookie stabbing Burning Spice with a dagger despite having their leg broken off. I’m back about the beast ancients au I was talking about in the first part of that ask, since you didn’t say anything about it, I just assumed you didn’t want to hear about it. No worries, I don’t mind!

Anyways I’ve had a hell of a time hammering out the specifics of what’s going on, as it turns out planning a war is a huge pain in the ass. But I’ll just toss you the more interesting bits and get out of your hair.

For context, the main cookie this all revolves around, Star Heart Cookie, created a barrier to protect her/their kingdom. The caveat to it being that so long as you genuinely don’t want to kill the cookies within the barrier, you can walk in and out whenever you want

(For the sake of this ask, Star Heart is the reader insert and is thus getting they/them pronouns, there’s a different set of cookies meant to be the reader inserts but I haven’t gotten there yet so :p)

So, where to start I suppose.. probably Vanilla. True Vanilla Cookie specifically

Yeah bro is trying to pacifist ending Shadow Milk, and SM is just kind of offended? Bc Vanilla ascended to become the Beast of Totality, and is essentially trying to become the holder of Knowledge without getting the other soul jam. This has, predictably, really messed him up. But he still makes it a point to go on weekly picnics to see Star Heart. (The fact that he doesn’t know whats weakened them so much is driving him insane)

One of the other beasts who can pass through the barrier, Mythril Lily Cookie, also shows up to ensure that Star Hearts barrier holds. Though she is a little very concerned about the fact that no matter what, Star Heart never seems to be getting any better. When she isn’t having picnics or trying to dodge True Vanilla’s game of 20,000 questions, she’s usually coordinating an attack on one of the beasts. Usually whichever one happens to be closest to wherever Dark Enchantress is or is planning to use at the time.

Frostbite Cacao is currently trying to plunge all of earthbead into an ice age so that his friends will gain the same resolve that he has. Well, it’s more like so he can usurp their kingdoms bc he thinks they don’t run them very well, but who’s asking? Side note; he’d also actually be allowed through the barrier if it weren’t for the fact that Dark Choco lives within Star Hearts kingdom. He’s also mega paranoid about the fact that Mystic Flour isn’t attacking him anymore. (We’ll get to her don’t worry)

Toxiberry (still not sure about the name) is having a depression due to lore reasons. But due to the power of being a raging alcoholic, you can’t even tell :DDDD Nah but seriously, she and her army are constantly on the move since she knows Lily is looking for her. She’s also hoping that it lures Pitaya Dragon back so she can try and get them to on her side to hopefully gain the upper hand on Eternal Sugar, who has even more beef with her then usual, again, due to lore reasons (I wasn’t actually kidding about the depression thing btw, that’s definitely there)

Gilded Cheese (has very upsetting reasons why she’s called that) is currently trying to revitalize the desert with her new waterbending abilities :)))) you do not want to know what happened to give her that power, I promise. On the bright side, she can also electrocute things now, so that’s neat. She’s generally the closest to her normal self here if I’m honest. Though she’s spending most of her time bringing water to the desert (very suspicious water) and trying to weedwhack the hell out of Vanilla’s creepy orchids that keep spreading. She would also be allowed through the barrier, but only by technicality, since she’s only trying to kidnap Star Heart to use their power to enhance the soulcheese. (And Smoked Cheese is hoping to use them to usurp Gilded but yk shhh)

Onto the og beasts, none of which are allowed through the barrier, for obvious reasons.

Shadow Milk is very busy pretending like he’s not bothered with what’s going on. He’s free now! Why should he care what the others are up to? (He cares immensely) He’s honestly very concerned with how far True Vanilla is getting with his plans, and is pivoting to something else since he knows his usual tactics won’t work. Which ends up in him sending party after party of warriors to ascend the vines up to the Vanilla kingdom in order to break Vanillas focus to stall for time as Shadow figures out a more permanent solution. At least he’s found a new way to infuriate him, by simply saying nothing at all.

Mystic Flour is in the middle of her own plan, which is to use Cacao’s paranoia against him. So currently she’s waiting at the top of her mountain pagoda for him to inevitably break and go after her. She’s also sent Cloud Haetae Cookie to scout out a new meditation spot closer to the Dark Cacao kingdom to better keep watch on it. And definitely not because Star Hearts kingdom is literally right next door, not that at all, nope, not even a little.

Eternal Sugar is completely incensed and is personally hunting down Holly to the ends of earthbread for the sheer audacity of… the lore reasons (I promise it’ll at least be interesting) Or at least she would be, but most of the time Eternal Sugar looses them (literally how it’s an entire army?) and decides to fall asleep until she senses her other piece nearby again, and then she’s off like a bat out of hell.

Burning Spice, is behaving irrationally, even for his standards, which is saying something. Specifically speaking, he’s… well he’s waiting on the barrier, hasn’t really moved since the Beast War ended. The only thing that does get him to move away is whenever Gilded Cheese is anywhere nearby. He knows she’s gonna keep trying to get in, so he just waits. What he’s waiting for? Star Heart, and their very special ability that they use every single time cookies attempt to go for the barrier. From within the barrier, Star Heart can actually see him waiting for them since their tower is the highest point in the kingdom. That, and that point in the roof is the only clear spot in the barrier, everything else is stained red due to the permanent spice storm that surrounds the place.

And Silent Salt, who isn’t actually on the continent right now. During the Beast War, he spotted something leaving and decided to follow it on the hunch that if he didn’t, things would get a lot worse. Unfortunately, as the one he was following ended up being Longan Dragon, he isn’t going to be able to prevent him from starting shit.

Alrighty then, that’s that, thank you for your time and all of the lovely writing

-ephemeralcryptid

Now that was quite the read.

[wolfiemcwolferson]

"watching a movie or show that they know they're interested in" for piarles ofc :)))

Well.

Part two of this....

It's selfish.

It's completely and totally selfish.

Ferrari lines up a list of people they've vetted and approved and Charles smiles at them and says no to each and every one until they throw their hands up and ask him what he wants - who he wants.

The phone call is probably all of five minutes of Charles talking too fast and Pierre humming any second that Charles is not speaking, but he agrees at the end of it and Charles promises him the money will be good, and then he feels bad about it for a whole ten days.

Because Pierre is proud of the life he clawed out for himself after and he has a lot of pride in his job and it's never been about the money, but Charles knows that it will be nice for Pierre to not worry about things so much...and also it's selfish.

Charles doesn't see him enough - talk to him enough - and maybe it's ridiculous or childish that he is 27 and still fully in love with someone that has no idea and will never love him back, but he thinks he deserves to be a little selfish after last season.

Pierre returns the signed contract and Charles spends the two weeks before their arranged pre-season training camp trying to make everything perfect.

He has so many opinions about the branded Ferrari gear that they send for Pierre, he ends up ordering some himself in the designs and sizes he wants.

Charles gets in an honest to god shouting match with the hotel because they tell him they have no adjoining rooms when Charles knows that's not true, and Joris looks at him so sharply that Charles goes to his room to hide and when he comes back out, Joris has booked them a house.

He triple checks with the rental company that they have all of Pierre's listed foods that he wants to incorporate into Charles' diet and he downloads roughly 280 hours of US American sitcoms because that used to be the way Pierre liked to unwind.

Charles has no idea if he still likes that because the last two years...well, the last two years have been about Charles.

Charles losing the championship, Charles in the bad car, Charles dealing with an injury.

And when Pierre would come to a race, it was about Charles. When Charles would call Pierre, it was about Charles.

That's why it's so selfish. Because this is still about Charles.

He has nothing to offer Pierre except for a little bit of money and paddock passes for all of his brothers at any race they want and 280 hours of various sitcoms that hopefully will be a balm for Pierre after a turbulent flight or a long triple header or Charles being a little shit in the gym because he's tired.

my flight got cancelled, Pierre texts as Charles is googling where he can buy Season 1 of that one show with the lesser Chris from those Marvel movies. I can hop on one to nice tonight instead? get on the jet with you tomorrow? let me know

yes, Charles texts back faster than he ever has, I am just downloading sitcoms for you

Pierre doesn't text back for a long time. For so long that Charles is considering using that silly unsend option in imessage, but finally he responds.

I think I am the one meant to be taking care of you this season? but thank you, cha and then there's a screenshot of his new flight that lands in six hours

Charles is trying to determine if he can go get him - if he can risk going to get him, or maybe Joris, he could work that out, surely. He could work that out.

I am looking forward to watching sitcoms with you on planes

It's not much - it's hardly anything. But, Charles is looking forward to the long season with many planes and a lot of Pierre.

[inverswayart]

i'm kinda drunk and in emotional withdrawal so have an Ino in roughly same state but Worse

[lucabyte]

Perceptive kid, I wonder just how much they pretend not to overhear.

[ray935sworld]

Vale: This weekend's safety brief... Don't add to the population (looks at Luca). Don't subtract from the population (looks at Migno). Don't end up in the hospital (looks at Cele), newspaper (looks at Pecco (one time was enough #dui is not a good idea)) or jail (looks at Bez).

Marc: If you do end up in jail, establish dominance quickly.

Vale: Have a good weekend

[maeamian]

Well the shoot themselves in the dick brigade got what they wanted let's just hope they were right.

[demcnsinmymind]

"Okay" he breathes, not at all sure if she actually means it or if she's just saying that to placate him. The truth is that he cannot quite bring himself to really figure it out right now as he's desperate for any sort of normalcy, any opposite of all that violence. I'm fine, she says. Not dead at least like all the others. Not physically harmed by the looks of it. He'll take it.

Still, he laughs once when she tells him it's not his fault. He guesses that in a way, it wasn't. He didn't pull that trigger, isn't part of that fucking cult, just wants to get the hell away from it all. Still. What a funny thing to say.

"Maybe not the fault, but the reason" he mutters under his breath, shaking his head. "Not sure if that makes it better or worse" he goes on. At last, she's talking more and more again, giving at least some credibility to the fact that she's not utterly wrecked by all this. Can still talk, even makes a lot of sense with it, too.

"I guess you're right" Lance acknowledges, shooting another look outside. At all this fucking desert. Everywhere. Not a drop of water in sight.

"Truck stops...he perks up, looking back at her at last. It's there already. All over again, that thought, that impression that even after all this time, likes to pop up first within his mind. He tries his best not to think it, to ignore it, but the more he does, the more it makes his hitchhiker perk right back up again, too. More than eager to speak it out for him. To make sure that he doesn't ignore the thought, his true self, his true colors.

Useful little thing, isn't she. Like she was made for helping you get back home.

Just for a little moment, he can't help but wonder. Past all the frustration and rage. Lance looks at her in discrete silence. Trying to convince himself that it's fucking ridiculous, but hey, so is the rest of all of this, isn't it? Why stop there. Just what was it exactly, that got them to talk in the first place? And what is it that is keeping her around? Almost eager to be made use of, it seems?

"They probably have cameras though, right? Lot of goods and shady people moving through every day... Fuck. I hope we're nowhere near a border..." As if on cue, he can see a sign in the distance, pointing out the next gas station, with an additional note on when the next truck stop can be expected after. A while, but not too far.

"Beats driving into a town with a cracked windshield and while covered in blood. One of those it is then. Good call" he settles on it at last, sighing when she gives him even more reassurances.

"I know"he says with a sigh, only half meaning it though. He knows that he'll be okay and that he'll figure something out. Always has, always will be. It's her he's more worried about in all of this, and even though he tries to keep that fact hidden from the expression on his face, it's not quite working. Still too shaken from it all, rusty on the acting. Either way, he forces himself to give her a little smile. Says nothing about the rest, leaves it at that. I know.

If there's a surefire way to jolt her out of her stupor, he's found it. The windshield cracks and Miriam flinches. Violently. Like a hare in its burrow, she flattens herself against the backrest of her seat. Wide eyes stare at the split glass. She follows the trajectory of the crack, futilely looking for the impact mark. Part-time shaman that she is, her mind snaps back to the way Matt's hand tore apart in the same way. Suddenly, from inside itself. She compares the physics of it, the arch of the cut. Isn't it the same pattern, the same outward spiral?

The pressure of a presence, of unactualized potential, tightens around her until her ears pop. She feels it on her skin, on some layer just beneath it, the mauve undergarment of her muscles. It radiates from Sean in erratic waves. How had she never noticed it before? Now it is giving her a skull-splitting headache.

He rambles about some plan, some destination. He has neither. Miriam watches him fumble. Yes, God will move in and out of you and give you not a single answer for it. She knows. Something monumental happens and unhinges your life, your very self, and all you can do is stagger through the aftermath, crying for another brush with ecstasy. Sean is staggered, even though it wasn't his hands that held the gun.

He suddenly becomes aware of her in a new way, a bodily way. Like she's been only a shadow until now, the image of a girl. Now he realizes the blood is real. She shrinks beneath its weight, diminished by the feeling of it drying on her skin. He reaches out, then doesn't. She watches his hand flinch towards her and then away. Then there come the apologies again. It's novel, really. No man has ever apologized for making her hold a gun before.

"No, I think I'm fine." She whispers back to him. Lie of the century, but there is nothing more to say. She isn't dead. That's the same as fine. Even if he can't follow through, she believes his concern is real. It softens her. It makes her ache in some place just below her heart. She draws a shuddering breath and scrubs some blood off her cheek with her fingernails. It itches. "It's okay. I promise. I know you didn't mean to. It's not your fault. I know it's not." This feels better, like some semblance of control.

"We won't find a creek deep enough for me to wash myself. And I don't know where we are, if there's any rivers here at all. But- But there's truck stops. Big ones, with showers and all. I used to hide out there a lot. They're not too busy, and we can get a different car." Funny, how quickly the plan assembles in her mind. Like she's just been waiting for this development. No, that can't be.

He can't reach out to her without feeling his fingertips singe off, but she is not so impaired. Miriam's skittish fingers creep over to him, brush against his shoulder. Just for the warmth of it, she promises. Just because no one else is going to touch her now. She is unbearable.

"It'll be okay, Sean, I promise. We can figure something out. We can... We can go somewhere else, maybe."

[shannonsketches]

lays on the floor do you guys ever think about how in ResF Bulma falls for Vegeta's fake-out with Freeza and both she and Yamcha are worried about Vegeta's villain fake-out strategy in Champa and Beerus' mini tournament and how it's only been a couple of years since the Buu saga and how Vegeta straight up stopped using that strategy after that tournament

[deus-ex-mona]

i miss her…

[sskk-manifesto]

Ep 5!!!

[watery-melon-baller]

im never quite good at dealing with people venting to me because my automatic response is to offer them a solution, and i get frustrated if they continue to vent without taking the solution, especially if it's a simple solution. i am aware that everyone has issues and that things are difficult but sometimes i see my friends and i just get so. envious and annoyed because they can just sit there and whine without even doing anything. which is a cruel thing to think because they do have legitimate issues but every time they're talking im just always thinking in the back of my head just do the fucking thing. Just do it. It doesn't Matter if X and Y are affecting you just fucking do it you have to do it you can't just sit on your ass and not do it. and i don't want to say that to my friends because it is mean and not nice and they have real legitimate issues and i completely understand where they're coming from and why they're struggling but my internal dialogue is a constant manta of "didnt ask didn't care stop being a little bitch and get over yourself and do it" because that's what i have to tell myself to get anything done

[lokh]

Honestly I think its mad funny that in the Shuro/Laios au Laios’ Party think it was HIS idea. Like wait till they find out this was from Shuro like that Laios’ proximity chart about to be a family staple passed down from generation to generation, lovingly given to his fiancee.

AJABSBDBXBX 😭😭😭😭 all trust in shuro absolutely fucking lost like how could they ever have thought he was a Reasonable guy... in his defense maizuru is the one that came up with it and he's a pushover and couldn't put a stop to it fast enough. i feel like it would definitely make him more likeable to marcille tho lmao, like 1) no longer attempting to court falin but also 2) Ah, so you too have been influenced by laios....