En nombre de un tal "Amor"
El amor el amor es eso tan dulce pero empalagoso, tiene un toque justo de sal y otras veces es salado el amor, es como el aire no lo puedes ver ni tocar, pero lo puedes sentir y por sobretodo lo necesitas. El amor tambien es una nociva sustancia que se encarga de mantenernos segados creyendo que todo es un mundo de caramelos y rosas.No nos deja ver lo que realmente pasa nos deja ser consientes de lo mucho que puede afectarnos y cagarnos este dulce veneno al que llamamos Amor.Y es que por amor somos capaces de caer el la locura, perder el juicio y actuar de la manera más impensable, dejándonos llevar por nuestros más bajos instintos de defensa y protección justificando los mismos bajo el precepto de que hemos actuado o fomentado una conducta en nombre del Amor....
Es en nombre del amor que se han cometido grandes y atroces crímenes....
Está claro que decir que lo hicimos en nombre del amor es una manera de justificar nuestros actos que en un final de cuentas son realmente reprochables y nos dejan al descubierto como los más peligrosos e inestables personajes que justifican su manera de proceder en nombre de un tal "Amor"❤️🩹✨
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It's not your choice
so ig ill just post this story here cause I really wanted to write it
it's a multi-parter ill link the rest chapters after posting them
it's slow-paced following the life of a mha oc that was born quirkless and their parents joined the liberation army before even finding that out so yah if I get till later chapters there will be gore so yall are warned
They say your true self shows in moments of distress.
That's not quite true.
What happens is more of well,
you lose yourself.
a moment traumatic enough might force you to show how much you're willing to do to survive yes,
but what happens next is you lose yourself, everything you've ever been
and ever may be
goes straight into the trash.
Something new gets born
and well that thing is a lot of fun.
I've never been an obedient kid, quite the contrary,
I was what people might call a free soul.
A kid is crying on the ground holding his hurt arm
a little girl ,glaring at him
a stone is tightly held in her small fist
"And make sure to not mess with my friends !" She yelled angry,
limping slightly because of her missing front tooth,
throwing the stone to the side caused the crying boy to get up and run away.
Behind her was another kid,
green eyes still watery as he hiccuped
trying to stop his crying,
but he could never get it under control.
Extending a hand the little girl gave him a warm smile
"he won't be bothering us again"
and with that, the boy took her hand accepting the help, and getting up as he gave her a teary smile.
a voice took their attention away
" There's the kid that hit me, mommy!"
without even looking in their direction, the brunette girl whispered
"run"
before both of them started sprinting for their life
small hands held on tight so they didn't lose each other.
Ah yes, childhood friendship.
It's always so sweet
so pure
shame it's not you that decides what happens with your life.
It's your parents.
small hands were holding onto her backpack, big brown eyes staring at the car door as she desperately tried blinking the fat tears away
I guess she was never much better at controlling her emotions than him.
As her father opened the door of their car a shaky voice spoke from behind them
" Kichan?"
Turning she saw her friend
once again tears were brimming in his eyes.
He was clenching a beaten-up box wrapped with crunchy Christmas decoration paper a sloppily tied bow keeping it all together.
" I...I wanted to tell you bye" He said desperately trying to keep his voice from shaking and just as desperately failing.
With her side view, the girl saw her dad clench his jaw.
He never liked Izuku very much,
he would constantly tell mom how he was a bad influence and stopping Kierus's growth maybe they hated that he was quirkless
but then again so was she.
She knew that already even if everyone was saying she'll just be a late bloomer.
She never quite grasped the whole quirk mania
Quickly she was sent back to reality as another sniffle escaped her friend
" I wanted to give you that"
he started, eyes concentrated on his feet too emotional to look her in the eye, but his hands still handed the box
" to make sure you don't forget me"
the small boy said, forcing himself to finally look up at them as her own lip started trembling
without another word she just hugged him
accidentally crushing further the box in between them.
Neither cared as he hugged her back letting out another cry as he shoved his face in her shoulder wetting it with tears.
The two kids spend maybe ten or twenty minutes like this,
they couldn't tell,
all that was sure was that it wasn't enough.
Soon sadly Kierus parents divided them and put her in the car
Looking at him through the glass window she waved
the other hand gripping tightly on the door
maybe she should've jumped out of the car at that moment
but she didn't
soon enough the car was too far away and she couldn't see the green blob of hair anymore.
Gulping her hiccups
worried if she makes any more sounds her parents may get angered, the little girl sat back in her seat looking down at the gift in her lap.
Carefully she played a bit with the ribbon before collecting her courage and removing it tearing away the wrapping paper she was left with a regular shoe box and inside was a plushie,
not any plushie it was a little all might one
one of the first plushies his mom gave him
she remembered that cause Kieru was the first person he told, he was so excited about it, rambling about the stitching and details for 30 minutes straight, she never tried stopping him even made sure to look as excited as possible
it was worth it, he looked so happy
Why would he give something he treasured so much to her
There was a real chance they might never see each other again, and yet he still gave it
just so she has something from him.
I have to come back.
I will come back
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"Sabe, você é uma das poucas pessoas que eu deixo entrar no meu bebê." Ah Chan começou a contar, com um sorriso no rosto, enquanto terminava de conectar o celular nas caixas de som e colocar numa playlist aleatória. Kichan, mesmo que fosse seu ex namorado, ainda era uma das pessoas que Chan mais gostava e confiava, e se tornaram bem amigos mesmo quando a relação acabou, e estava contente que ele estava morando ali agora. Ah Chan não tinha problema de fazer novas amizades e amava conhecer novas pessoas, mas era confortável ter um rosto tão conhecido.
Terminou de se despir até estar só de sunga e deixou o celular de lado, entrando na jacuzzi, deixando uma distância segura entre Kichan e ele, afinal, agora eles eram bros, não eram? Seria muito estranho se ficassem muito perto, não queria que o ex pensasse que ele tinha outras intenções. "E como tá a faculdade? E já seguiu em frente? Tá namorando?"
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