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[the-modern-typewriter]

"We're the same, you and I," the villain murmured. "It's not enough to be good at life. It's not enough to pass." They pressed their forehead to the hero's. "You want to be great. To be special. To be everything."

"No."

"Yes," the villain said, not unkind. "No one normal needs to be a hero, love."

The hero swallowed, eyes wide.

"And sometimes," the villain crooned, caressing their cheek. "Doesn't it just kill you that we might just be good, just be mediocre, after all?"

[ruexvn]

𝙲𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝙸𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎

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"𝚑-𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚎?.. 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞-𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜?"

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛.

"𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢...𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝", 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍. 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 '𝚋𝚞𝚝' 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚐

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔, 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗

"𝚘𝚏𝚏. 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊-𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖-𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚏𝚊-𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎.."

"𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢?..."

"𝚏𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚘𝚝? 𝚢𝚎𝚊-"

"𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝!!"

𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚐 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢𝚜, 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍. 𝙰 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎! 𝚃𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝.

𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝙿.𝙴 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚍. 𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚝.

"𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢?"

"𝚙-𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛-𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐.. 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏! 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏!"

"𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚓𝚞-"

"𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚎. 𝚢𝚘𝚞.. 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎...𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎! 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎!"

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚑𝚎 ���𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝... 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕. 𝙱𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚖𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚡 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚙 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚜𝚢𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙰𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚡: 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚙𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚊. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚜, 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚡𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚠. 𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 '𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎' 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝙶𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚢 '𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍' 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜

𝙾𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖.

"𝚘-𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜?...𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜"

𝙷𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙷𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍, 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑? 𝚗𝚘? 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚢 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞

"𝚌𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢... 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒-𝚒.. 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕..𝚝-𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖."

𝙾𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞

"𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚑?...𝚖𝚖𝚔...𝚒𝚖 𝚓-𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝-𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏"

𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍.

"𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢..𝚒 𝚛𝚎..𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚖... 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢..𝚠-𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎.."

𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑. 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎. 𝙶𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜? 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚕𝚎. 𝙰𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚂𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜? 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜.

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜; 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 '𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜' 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝.

"𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚝𝚛-"

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜..𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝. 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚏. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚋 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜.

𝙸𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚔, 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚑. 𝙷𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘. 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚙, 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛. 𝙻𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚔𝚜.

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚞𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍. 𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢. 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚙, 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕

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Michael Myers, Otis Driftwood, Leatherface, Brahms Heelshire reaction to their s/o shouting “Who’s ever there I have a gun and I’m not afraid to kill myself” and they are holding a fucking hanger because they got scared by a sound

╰┈➤ 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑

𝐒/𝐎 𝐘𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 “𝐖𝐇𝐎’𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈

𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐆𝐔𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈’𝐌 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐃

𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅” 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘’𝐑𝐄

𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑.ೃ࿐

GN Reader

TW: violence mentioned, talk of unaliving, semi-angst, and language

Brahms was coming back from making you two drinks. It was a rather cold and windy day at the heelshire manson. That being said, he knew the perfect beverage! Hot Chocolate. It wasn't uncommon for the two of you to cuddle closely together during this season. You needed the warmth and you knew Brahms would love the psychical touch.

Once he was on his way back he heard you yell. “Who's ever there I have a gun and I'm not afraid to kill myself!” What? Who was in the house besides you and him?! Throwing the drinks on the floor, brahms made his way to you. You reside in his room in the walls. How would anyone besides you knew where they were at?

When Brahms walked in he saw you armed with a hanger. He didn't think twice about it since he you were scared. “Y/N what's wrong? Is there someone here?!” Brahms inquired, rushing to put his arms on you. As the embrace collided with your body you tried not to laugh. You knew there wasn't anything serious. It was just a small noise that startled you after all. Giving a simple hug back you answered, “No, Brahms, it's just you and me. I promise.”

Michael wasn't the type to worry much about people breaking in. He knew if anyone did they wouldn't last long. However, hearing you screaming and threatening to unalive yourself startled him. No way someone actually came in. Well, no one in their right mind. Michael would take care of the person for good. The last thing the male wants is for you to be scared when he's near. Your protection and safety are key for him.

Michael took his knife in hand and charged to the room. Upon entering he was confused. Why were you holding a hanger? He looked around for any signs of someone inside. Yet, the room was clear, and no one was there besides you two. No animal, no open window, nothing. So what scared you?

Michael titled his head in a questioning manner. You couldn't see it but you knew his eyes lingered on you trying to understand. As you gathered your composure you found it humorous actually. “I-I’m sorry,” you said, throwing the hanger to the side. “I thought there was a ghost or something.” That's when it clicked to Michael. He wasn't upset, if anything it was cute to the male.

Bubba was away for a while with his family. In return, you were left alone. It wasn't all that bad though. You could watch TV, explore the house, and maybe get some cleaning in. The Sawyers left their house in pretty messy shape after the murders. It couldn't hurt to tidy up the weapons and bleach the blood-stained carpets.

When Bubba arrived home he looked for you immediately. He knew you loved him and wouldn't leave but he worried. If you wanted to leave it would've been the perfect opportunity to do so. Searching the downstairs part of the house he heard a yell. “Who's ever there I have a gun and I'm not afraid to kill myself!” his eyes grew wide as he took in what you said. You couldn't possibly hurt yourself. He... He loves you.

As the other family members finally got inside the they were greeted by Bubba running upstairs. When he found you he went right toward your side. Bubba didn't speak a word, he only made small noises of sadness. You were able to understand and felt guilty for scaring him as well. You frightened him so much he didn't even notice the hanger in your hand. “I'm sorry big guy, I thought someone broke in,” you said, hugging him tightly. “I swear I'll give you lots of cuddles tonight.”

Otis went out with Tiny and RJ for a while leaving you in the company of Baby. She and you were very close together. Getting with her older brother was bound to make you guys talk sometimes. Especially, when you needed to vent. She understood everything you said never judging how you felt/acted. Even if it was about Otis she'd never tell him a single thing. What happens in Baby's room, stays in Baby's room.

Baby fell asleep early due to feeling relatively sick. As soon as you noticed she was out cold is when you began to feel scared. The Firefly house was big. Not to mention, they had a mad doctor living underground. You tried not to think about it most of the time but the topic came to mind. What would happen if he need a new patient? Would they sacrifice you?

Otis finally got home, kicking his boots off meters from the front door. When he got to baby's room he heard you yell in fear. Only, he heard the last part. “I'm not afraid to kill myself!” slamming open the bedroom door he saw a comical sight. “What the fuck are you doing with a hanger?” he asked between laughs. Your face turned beat red from embarrassment. You swore there was someone else in the room before he came in. It wasn't long before the interaction spread throughout the family.

[selenacrest]

How I imagine Celestia's reaction after Space Riders Episode 3:

*A few hours later. In Celestia's office*

Celestia: Wait, what?😳

Bobby: Exactly Lady Celestia, DogDay blushed for the person who saved him🙂‍↕️😏

DogDay: *blush* T-that's not true!😵‍💫😳😖

Bobby: He's blushing again and he stuttered, he lost the argument!😏

Celestia: My little boy is getting off the ground, so proud! I'm imagining the children🥹🥰

DogDay: *blush* AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH😫😳

@onyxonline AU Creator

[reartem]

After a year away from Ostania, Damian Desmond returned, bearing an unspoken tale of newfound adventures.

Anya extended her hand, meeting Damian's return with a mischievous grin. "Nice to meet you, the name's Anya Forger...!"

Their playful banter masked a history of supposed childhood 'hate,' now a fond memory beneath their teasing reintroduction after Damian's year-long absence.

[ash-whimsicalfanfic]

Professor, Wait!

Slytherin Chaos Mini’s

Word Count: 600+

Warnings: Mild language, Underage-drinking, mature themes…

Prompt: Professor McGonagall was eager to talk to you and your friend group about your outstanding group project, only to walk in on…

"Guys! We have to calm down." You say, looking around the Slytherin common room.

Mattheo Riddle was on a desk, using a bottle of fire whiskey as his microphone as he belted out the lyrics to "Sweet Caroline" by Neil Diamond. He had his other arm slung over Theodore Nott's shoulders, the two swaying to the song.

You look at Lorenzo Berkshire who was dancing with Draco Malfoy, the two awfully belting out the lyrics. Your eyes find Tom Riddle who sat in the midst of the chaos, clutching a bottle himself as he seemed to be contemplating his life decisions. In reality, he was trying to figure out how he got dragged into this and how he was friends with everyone...well he didn't question his friendship with you.

After all, you seemed to be the only sane one of the group.

Pansy Parkinson was singing along, leaping across the common room dressed as an Angel...yes an Angel. Astoria Greengrass was leaned against a bookshelf with a bottle as she slurred out a few words as she fought to keep her eyes open.

"Sweet Caroline!" Mattheo sings.

"Ba, ba, ba!" Draco and Lorenzo exclaim.

"Oh Merlin...guys! We really need to calm down! Professor McGonagall will be here soon." You exclaim worriedly before Tom drags you to sit next to him.

"They are far too gone, darling. Here. You seem to need a drink." He says, passing you the bottle.

"I...just a drink." You mumble as down a few gulps before handing it back to him.

"I can meet with her if you want." He says tiredly.

"No. I got it. I'll...I'll wait outside. Can you keep an eye on everyone?" You ask and he nods.

You walk out of the common room, thankful that nothing could be heard. Soon you saw Professor McGonagall.

"Professor! How nice to see you!" You exclaim.

"Where are the boys you hang out with? And those two girls?" She asks.

"They are...in the midst of a small break. We've been studying quite hard for our exams and haven't spent as much time together so we decided to take a break and enjoy ourselves." You explain

"Well then. You wouldn't mind me coming in, would you?" She asks.

"Ma'am! I really don't think that's a good idea." You say as you jump in front of the painting, but she said the password and it opened.

"Sweet Carolineeeee!" Mattheo and Theodore belt.

"Ba, ba, ba." Tom says bluntly, rolling his eyes.

You look back at her and she sighs and shakes her head before leaving.

"Professor, are we in any trouble?" You ask.

"I'll leave that to Professor Snape." She sighs.

You quickly hurry back in and let a breath out. Snape wouldn't care. As long as he was snuck some of the goods. You let another breath out, feeling less anxious before you walk towards Tom.

"Come on. Dance with me!" You exclaim and he raises an eyebrow.

"Your the only sane one here. Please do not turn into those...idiots." He sighs.

"I don't plan to get wasted. I just want to dance, preferably with someone who isn't completely shit-faced." You say and he sighs with a small smile.

"Well then. What are we waiting for?" He asks, standing tall as you and him start to dance around the common room.

These wizards and witches were you family. All of you come from rough families and it only made sense you all clicked.

"Sing it, Y/N!" Theodore exclaims.

"Reaching out, touching me, touching you!" You sing and Tom was impressed by how well you sang.

He joins in on the singing as everyone belts the lyrics drunkenly yet you both sang in tune and not terribly.

[cherrybunniesposts]

Cup O' Coffee

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Hi lovelies! This is a soap×ghost×roach× reader fluff mini story. I know Captain Mactavish would probably make more sense in the context of these characters specifically- but truthfully I'm more familiar with our seargent Johnny boy from MWll so I went along with that personality instead. Thank you to @codsimp4life for the idea!!

Content Warning: swearing, mentions of drinking, immature behavior, reader is very sarcastic/enjoys teasing soap and ghost for being so close. Roach uses sign language to communicate, and reader is hard of hearing! Reader wears hearing aids, but also can communicate in and understand sign language (think that's it)

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"Watch your mouth, johnny"

Simon's large hand gripped the back of Johnny's neck, pushing him through the front door of the small little coffee shop while Johnny whined and grumbled something that sounded like 'yer always so demanding, L.T.' under his breath.

You trail behind the two brutes, arm intertwined with roach's arm. You all were part of the same task force and had an unbreakable bond.While you had a love for both the brooding lieutenant and the chipper scott always two steps behind him, roach was always your other half. Roach was good company,and often a nice break from the chaos that seems to follow every room Johnny walks into (must be why he's so good at demolition) or the old man grunts of acknowledgement you got from ghost when talking to him.

All four of you walk up to the counter, a sweet barista with a warm smile greeting the group of misfits that just entered. You glance over in time to see that familiar cheeky grin forming on Johnny's face and an exasperated sigh falls from your lips- already knowing exactly what was on his mind.

You and Roach sign complaints back and forth while Johnny attempts (key word: attempts) to flirt with the barista for a few minutes until your patience wears thin, signaling for ghost to step up and order instead while you turn your attention to Johnny.

You give Johnny a pointed look before wrapping a hand around his bicep, grumbling in his ear as you lead him away from the counter (this poor barista)

"Johnny, how about we try and practice not flirting with every woman within a 15 mile radius, yeah?"

Johnny allows himself to be lead over to an empty table, lips turning down into a pout as he shakes his head.

"I dnnae what yer talking about, lass. Hardly ever flirt with the pretty birds 'round here"

You hum alittle in agreement, one hand pushing his shoulder down to force his body into a seat. You sigh and slump into the seat across from Johnny, roach settling into the seat next to you.

"Probably because you're too busy flirting with the lieutenant, Johnny. You're already halfway up his ass at this point-"

Johnny is quick to flick your arm in rebuttal at the implication and Simon simply leans closer in his seat once he returns with everyone's orders, arm brushing against Johnny's as he looks into your eyes.

"Your poor mum, hope you don't kiss her with that mouth o' yours"

You scoff slightly before shaking your head in amusement- shooting Simon a sickly sweet smile before taking a sip of your coffee.

"Nah, only mum that I kiss with my mouth is Johnny's"

Your cheeky comment earns a small rumble from Simon's chest in amusement, and Johnny shoots you a quick glare- one that only gets more aggravated when he sees roach miming a..."childish" gesture with his fingers slipping into a hole he makes with his other hand.

"You two cut yer horseshite, that's my mam you're talking 'bout"

Roach simply shrugs and signs a quick 'I didn't say a word' which promptly results in groans from all around the table. You roll your eyes at Roach but passively allow him to take your coffee from your hand and take a sip for himself.

"Do you always have to make that joke? it's getting old-"

Roach decides signing was too much work when a simple gesture would get his point across far easier- and promptly flips you the bird with his free hand while sipping on your coffee. You flick the side of his head when you see how quickly he was draining your fresh cup of coffee and duck when he tries to tug at your hearing aids. (dirty move roach, dirty move)

"You already drank half of my coffee, don't drink the rest-"

Simon watches the whole interaction with a raised brow under his mask, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning back in his chair- the usual condescending tone falling from his lips again.

"Settle down, settle down. You two bicker worse than a married couple, need to learn how to have fun"

His comment results in a temporary truce between you and roach, both of you turning to exchange a look. You reach over and sip Simon's coffee instead before recoiling away at the bitter taste and sliding it back over to him.

"Because you of all people know how to have fun, lieutenant?"

Simon simply stares you down in response, looking you up and down slowly before responding in a defensive gruff.

"I know how to have fun."

You raise a brow at his response, sharing a look with the other two sergeants at the table with you. All of you were well aware of the fact it took Johnny two hours of pleading and whining before Simon finally agreed to come out with you all today for coffee, grumbling about how he would go if it would get Johnny to stop begging at his feet like a dog.

"Lieutenant, your definition of fun is filling out a crossword puzzle in the newspaper over a morning cup of tea. You don't know how to have fun, and that's okay. Acceptance is the last step-"

Your arm moves with the shaking from roach's silent laughter jostling his body at your comment, while Simon is far less amused. You meet his glare with a cheeky grin of your own and Johnny perks up when he gets an idea on how to enjoy the day off with you three.

"how 'bout we go out tonight to the pub? Drinks on me?"

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that's it lovelies! I hope you all enjoy ♡ should I make a part 2 to this? Maybe with them out getting drinks, or just how they interact together during missions?

[dragons-eat-people]

Being a predator such as myself can sometimes...be confusing. At least, to most.

Like, I get it. I'm a dragon. A big, scary, frightening being who'd crush you into itty-bitty bits without a second thought.

But...that doesn't mean I HAVE to be. But...that also means you don't have to know that...do you? *Wink*

I enjoy being who I am. If you're a dragon and you don't eat people...you're missing out~

Speaking of which, you and I, meeting on this special and fateful day...

Vore Day.

Haven't heard? That's okay. Your day schedule has just been filled, and soon, my stomach as well~

[arty-e]

Hey Arty, do you have any news about the start of gen 2 or Faziah's story?

I’ll start with Faziah’s story cause that will be coming out first when it’s ready. It has been planned and I have planned the panels for it but I have not started digital stuff yet, animatic took a bit out of me so just doing some creative resting before jumping back into another project otherwise I may get a little burnt out.

With gen 2 I have planned out all the mini chapters that will be coming out on webtoon however I have not started planning gen 2 part 1 chapters yet. The synopsis’ for each chapter has been planned but no drawing yet. I want to finish writing the synopsis’ for gen 2 part 2 before I start work drawing those out and that is taking sometime. There have been… a few bumps in the creative process but I think it’s heading down the path I want

Hopefully gen 2 will be ready for late august early sept but it all depends if I have made a big enough buffer at that point if not not it maybe an autumn release instead.

Anyway when it’s nearer to stuff coming out I’ll make a couple more posts but glad you asked!

[ottogatto]

Adult, post-war Snape meets adult Lily. He cannot recognize her anymore. The Lily in his head and the Lily in front of him are too different to be even related. The more he spends time with the adult Lily around, the more the ancient Lily fades away from his memories. Suddenly, she doesn't appear so holy. Suddenly, he realizes that he is his own. That all he's done, he owes it to himself.

Suddenly, he understands how easy it was for Lily to cut him out of her life.

He has enough of this charade. Let him walk free.

He too is not the same anymore.

[the-modern-typewriter]

"How did you get so good at cooking?"

"I pretended I was a witch."

"..."

"Want to try?"

"Pretending I'm a witch?"

"I mean, the food. But I do recommend the witchiness. It makes the bubble bubble boil and trouble so much more satisfying."

"I don't think that's how the line goes."

"I'm sorry - who is the kitchen genius here?"

[ruexvn]

𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝙰𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚛

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𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚎. 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙸𝚝 𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞

'𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎...'

𝚄𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝙷𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚝 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚕𝚢, 𝚒𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚡𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠. 𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚒 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎?

𝙸𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜; 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙰 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎. 𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚡 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚛. 𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜.

"...𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔?..𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝..𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗.."

𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠, 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕? 𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚘-𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚛, 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛, 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝. 𝚁𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚙��𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝙸𝚝 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠��𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍. 𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖. 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎. 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏, 𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙷𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛, 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖.

"𝚌-𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝...𝚒 𝚠𝚘-𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞.."

𝙷𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚘. 𝙷𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙷𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢'𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍. 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙷𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝, 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎.

"𝚒 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚢-𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎?... 𝚗𝚘 𝚗𝚘... 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍"

𝙷𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚡𝚎𝚜, 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑. 𝙰𝚗𝚡𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜...𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌....𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗.

"𝚜𝚑 𝚜𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚑𝚑.... 𝚒𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎... 𝚍-𝚍𝚘-𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢... 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚔-𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝"

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙. 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝. 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜.

"y-your 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚎 𝚖-𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚔?.... 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎..."

𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐. 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢. 𝙷𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚡𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙷𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚜. 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜. 𝙿𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎. 𝙷𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚢𝚐𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜.

"𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜-𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍... 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚋-𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕-𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚔?"

𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗.

"𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚜.... 𝚒𝚖 𝚗-𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛"

"𝚠𝚑𝚘... 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞.."

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠. 𝙷𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍

"𝙸𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚛"

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[ginmoonnet]

ଘ┇⌗The boy next doorꔛ🫐

[Wanderer AU] 🐈‍⬛🤍❕

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'It's been a week since the new neighbors arrived. Mom seems to like them because she invited them for diner, if I'm very honest, the woman seems nice, I guess if mom trusts her I should too...but I still don't trust her son. He wears way to dark clothes, it looks suspicious, I mean, does he want to hide something? He must’ve thought he can fool me with that pretty face of his, but I'm smarter and stronger than I look! From now on I will remain attentive to everything, if the enemy has already entered my house it is time for me to be prepared for any situation...'

While she was immersed in her diary, her mother entered unexpectedly, frightening the girl who was lying in front of a notebook, which she instantly hid under her sheets.

—What's that you have there huh?—.

—…Nothing…—.

—Hmm your diary? Do you write about a…boy?—.

—Yes…I mean! No, go away!…p-please…—.

¡ミ★!

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[reartem]

Amidst a lavish masquerade ball hosted by the kingdom's royal family, Prince Damian sought respite from his princely duties. All noble families graced the event, including Lady Becky Blackbell, whose friend, a commoner named Anya, was asked to stand in her place. Reluctantly, Anya donned Lady Blackbell's identity for the evening.

The prince, drawn to a solitary figure with soft pink hair, approached her, extending an invitation to dance. Nervously, she accepted, concealing her true name in the allure of the masquerade.

"What's your name, m'lady?" asked the prince.

"Any...ah, Lady Becky Blackbell," she stuttered, concealing her true identity.

Their dance was an elegant harmony, laced with unspoken secrets beneath the ballroom's grandeur. With the young lady not knowing that the person she’s dancing with is the prince. The night held a moment of enchantment, leaving their paths entwined, waiting for fate's hand to script the future's tale.

[revyuio]

The sound of metal clanging against metal echoed through the small, dimly lit room. The smell of sweat and fear filled the air as the person sitting on the cold, hard chair tried to catch their breath. Their hands were tightly bound behind their back, their body bruised and battered from the continuous beatings they had received. Their eyes were swollen shut from the repeated punches to their face. The pain was excruciating, but it was nothing compared to the mental torture they were enduring.

The group of military personnel surrounding them were convinced that this person was a traitor, responsible for leaking sensitive information to the enemy. They had been interrogating them for hours, demanding answers and accusing them of betraying their country. But the truth was, this person had no idea what they were talking about. They were just a low-ranking soldier, doing their duty and following orders like everyone else.

But the more they denied the accusations, the more vicious the torture became. The torturers were convinced that this person was lying and that they just needed to break them to get the truth. They used all sorts of methods – physical abuse, waterboarding, sleep deprivation, and even psychological manipulation – to try and force a confession out of them. But this person remained steadfast, clinging onto the truth and hoping that someone would realize their innocence.

As the hours turned into days, the person's body began to give out. They were dehydrated, malnourished, and on the brink of collapse. But still, they refused to give in. They knew that if they admitted to something they didn't do, they would never be able to live with themselves. They would rather die than betray their country and their fellow soldiers.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, someone from the military's higher ranks intervened. They had received new information that proved this person's innocence. The torturers were shocked and ashamed of what they had done. They thought they were doing the right thing, protecting their country from a traitor. But in reality, they were the ones who had betrayed their own principles and caused unimaginable pain to an innocent person.

As the bindings were released and the person collapsed onto the ground, tears streaming down their face, they couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions – relief, anger, and sadness. They had been through hell and back, all because of a misunderstanding.

As they were taken away to receive medical attention and debriefed about what had happened, the person couldn't help but wonder how such cruelty and inhumanity could exist within their own military. They had always believed that they were fighting for a just cause, but now they couldn't be so sure. The scars, both physical and mental, would never fully heal. And the trust in their comrades and superiors would always be tainted by this traumatic experience.

— — — — —

[marshmellopuff]

BD DRAMA (eren x POC reader)

It had all happened so fast that day. Before you knew it on prom night you and eren were stripped down in the back of his Lexus making love as if it was the last time and now 2 years later you were taking care of his 2 year old daughter honesty; your pride and joy.

"No no mommy! I don't want to"

"Cmon honesty,please just corporate and put on the skirt.it's cute"

Reluctantly the toddle held on to your shoulder and stepped into the Jean skirt. Eren had texted you about an hour till about his mother birthday dinner and how she wanted to see to see both you and honesty at her dinner party. You had grew on Carla and she had been the best mentor and grandmother to honesty and in a way a mother to you.

You hurriedly tied her shoes and spritz a little bit of a vanilla scented perfume on the both of you.

Just as you finished you grabbed your wallet and matching purse;Picking up honesty on your hip and opened the door to reveal eren with the biggest smirk on his face.

"You look cute I should of told you 30 minutes beforehand instead of an hour"

"...shut the fuck up"

"Ouuuu mommy curse"

"That's right mommy cursed ouuuuu" eren teased.

Honesty reached out for eren and eren took her; peppering kisses on her cheeks. If there was one thing eren was good at in this world,it was being a father. He loved honesty more than anything and had the tat going down his arm to prove it-his words not yours.

You shook your head slightly after catching yourself smiling at the sight.

"Cmon we already gonna be late" you said walking down the stair of the apartment building; that same smile creeping back on your face hearing eren coo at honesty from behind you.

~~~~

The party was going well and Carla was very happy to see you and catch up.

"I'm so happy to here your a (future career) now!"

Cling clank

The two of you looked up at eren. Struggling cut up the steak for honesty. Making you both simotamsily burst into laughter.

"..You know it came back that the other baby wasn't his" Carla said out the blue even though it was obvious who she was talking about

"Oh really?" You asked with a sarcastically shocked face. She smiled.

"Mhmm so with that information what are you going to do now?you'll never have to see her again-"

"Mrs.Yeager I- I don't know he's a good boy he's just- he got a lot to work on; I can't put up with...him right now"

"I understand but all I'm asking is you give him another chance f/n"

"Mrs carla-"

"He got a real job f/n. He bought a car,paying all my bills and even thinking about going back to school so he can further his career. Yes she should of been do this but it's better than nothing. He's finding himself f/n and he even asked me for guidance on how to apolgise to you the right way."

You smiled. When you had first gotten pregnant eren wasn't the best baby daddy hell he even cheated on you with a random that you went on to fight a year ago over him and when the two of you tried to work it out the both of you found out she was pregnant.

You sighed "I really don't know mrs.Carla-"

"F/n I tell you everytime your like a daughter to me. I love you so much and wouldn't take any other women but you. You are the Standard my dear and I as his mother apologies deeply for him.it may mean nothing now but his ways somehow come from me.but with traits learned can be unlearned but he needs that guidance a guidance he can learn from someone he's trust and that person is you my love-"

"NO DADDY EAT" honesty screamed holding the fork with a piece of steak on it.

"Girl you just chewed it-you eat it nasty"

"I'm not nasty you nasty daddy"

"Yo momma"

"No mommy not nasty"

"Yes she is how you think you got-"

The both of you made eye contact. He smiled nervously and you gave an unamused eye raise.

You looked back at Carla who was glaring at him and gave a small smile.

"If you'll excuse I'm gonna go outside for a sec"

You got up leaving the dinner table.

"No mommy me to"

"I'll be right back I promise, stay with daddy"

"No no mommy" she whined about to burst into tears.

"Go head f/n I got her" eren reassured taking her out the high chair and pulling out his phone but it was to no avail and he bursted into tears.

You kissed her forehead trying your best to ignore her cries while heading for the door just needing to breath. It was nighttime by now. The streets illuminated by the moon and stars. You let out a huge sigh which illuminated white from the cold thick air.

'F/n you better not give in' you told yourself.

"Yo breath must be hot as fuck if I can see the cloud come out like that.almost thought you were smoking"

You turned around to see eren walking up to the car where you were.

"Now why would you leave her in there so she can make a scene"

"Relax; she with my momma on my phone as we speak"

"Mhmm"

"Girl you ain't cold?"

"No I sleep with a fan in my face,this ain't nothing"

"It's nothing till you fuck around and catch a cold.hold on I got a jacket in the car"

"I don't need it-"

"I'm not asking"

You rolled your eyes.

"A jacket with a zipper is crazy it's 2023~ hoodie year my guy"

"You so old"

"Shut the fuck up" you giggled placing both arms in the sleeves and allowing him to zip it up.

"So...you gone tell me what my momma said that made you leave?" He asked; his direct eye contact with you making you look down

"She didn't say anything bad it just l- made me think"

"Oh yeah? about what?" He asked

"...things"

"Girl you are so difficult to talk to you know that" he chuckled

"Then go back inside-"

"What did she say about us. I'm sure she told you about mikasa baby not being mines"he stated blankly. Keeping eye contact with the top of your head as you stared down.

"Whaaat it's not yours" you said holding your cheeks fake shocked. He rolled his eyes.

"She tell you I cut all ties with her. We only talked when it came to Caiden anyways. I even cut ties with Jean to-"

"Why are you telling me this?what is it you want me to say when your done"

"That you still love me"

"...you don't mean that" he slipped his hand in the jacket where your hands were,Squeezing it as he stared into your big brown eyes.

"Why don't I?"

"Eren I don't know why you lie to yourself ,to your mother-like you got his lady telling me you love me and now-"

"But I'm not. This...us...- this is what I want. that's not a lie. I doing all this for you and honesty. I love you f/n and I get it I fucked up but I'm trying to do better- does that give me any credit? Anything at all"

"...you just wanna fuck me don't you?" You glared at him

"What? No. well I do but that's not the point. I'm trying f/n after that day we broke up and you cried it wasn't until then I understood.It's my fault and I'm not denying that and we both know I don't deserve you but i rather go my entire life being told I don't deserve you and have you then you leave- I'm in love with you f/n I really am"

"Eren"

"F/n"

You sighed. The conversation was over due; bound to happen between the two of you. You could feel his thumb rub the top of your hand trying to get your attention.

Were you really ready to do this again? You were doing so well but could you take this pain again if everything he said was a lie? Could you change the path you written yourself?

"F/n?"

You looked up praying that whoever was up above would drop a sign in his big green orbs.

"...one- and I mean one more chance eren. I'm so fucking serious,this time you fuck up and imma shoot-"

His face lighted up like a child. pulling you into a kiss hungrily. Your brain telling you to pull away but your heart...your damn heart. You kissed him back slowly wrapping your hands around his neck as he did your waist both pulling one another closer. A kiss you never thought you would experience again...a kiss that was past overdue.

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OMG IM NGL I KINDA ATE THIS! Anyways so I have an idea for a second part that I'll post if y'all want it and yes it will have smut 🤭 but umm let me know ❤️

Sorry if the grammar and stuff wrong it's late and it came to me out of nowhere I hope you like it.