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My brain will just create new WIPs against my will, it’ll just start going, I have no say in which one I work on, in fact, WIP actually stands for Writer in Peril, help

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Stardew Valley Cricket:

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Omg!!! She’s so pretty 😍😍 Thank you so much!

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Oops, my hand slipped.

(Short follow-up to this) 

After cleaning away most of the blood, Asa scoops Cricket up off the floor and gently lays her on the mattress. She hiccups, tears still freely flowing down her cheeks as he carefully maneuvers a second pillow behind her head. He is sure to cover her with a blanket before crossing the room to rummage in one of the duffel bags.

After much clinking and shuffling, he produces a needle, a vial, and a first aid kit. Cricket watches in silence, unable to read what’s written on the vial through the tears, but she recognizes the color as Asa’s sedative/pain relief concoction. It is reassuring to see it, if she’s being honest with herself. Losing consciousness will be a mercy.

Seating himself next to her on the edge of the bed, Asa places an ice pack on her face. It covers her eyes and cools her throbbing nose. She feels cold wetness along her arm—alcohol, he’s sterilizing her skin—then a sharp prick that makes her wince, then burning as the medication makes it way through her bloodstream.

It’s nearly instant, the drooping eyelids, the muscle relaxation, the floating, the relief. Asa takes the ice pack away and, laboriously, Cricket blinks up at him. She’s so tired….

When he reaches up to grip her nose, she barely reacts. There’s a weird pop she hears but doesn’t feel, then a lessening of pressure in her head. He set the break, Cricket thinks belatedly.

Her eyes close. There’s more shuffling, more fiddling with her face, then nothing, nothing, the wonderful void of dreamless sleep….

Cricket jolts and realizes she’s moving. Her head swims as she’s shifted slightly. The sound of a steady heartbeat fills her ear when her cheek meets a solid chest. Blinking, she notices the shirt directly before her eyes is soaked with scarlet all the way to the opposite shoulder.

Even through the drugged haze, she recognizes the weight of Asa’s hand on her arm. She must have been asleep on his chest a long time for that much blood to have seeped into his clothes. There’s no way to tell the time—she doesn’t want to twist around to look at the clock—and she’s still so tired….

It’s far too easy for her to relax against him and slip into comfortable slumber once more.

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Poor Cricket will be in the receiving end of so much angry sex during this vacation

Give my girl a ice pack at least

It’s gonna be like whiplash.

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Flour-covered fingers deftly work sticky dough. Palms pull and knead, repeat, repeat until forearms burn. It’s an easy discomfort to ignore, especially with the near constant ache in her face taking precedence.

Cricket forms the dough into a ball, places in a bowl, covers it with a tea towel, then puts it in front of one of the huge windows in the penthouse to rise. The Florida heat will have it doubled in size in no time. She sets a timer before washing the dough and flour from her hands.

As warm water rushes over her fingers, strong hands come to rest on her waist. Cricket startled and spins around to face Asa. She hadn’t heard him approach; his stealth never fails to surprise.

He chuckles softly at her alarm and resulting miffed huff. One of his hands raises to her face to cradle her cheek. A calloused thumb gently strokes over one of the deep, purple bruises under her eye. The laceration across her nose has scabbed over and heals appropriately, or so he told her that morning.

Asa wraps his arms around her as Cricket rests her cheek against his chest. Damp fingers twist in the front of his shirt. Her eyes close, the frown in her brow smoothing out when he perches his chin on top of her head.

They stay that way until the timer reaches zero.

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I think dreaming of Cricket after her death would just make Asa mad bc it's like salt in the wound, in his eyes

These few seconds after he wakes up, where he believes she's still alive just to remember it was just a dream... it puts him in a rotten mood.

Dbxbwhsbsjsbd

Waking up from those kinds of dreams literally ruins your whole day. He’d be feeling that heartbreak all over again, day after day.

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Pray for Cricket's pussy during her time at Florida.

She's gonna need all the help she can get

💀💀💀💀💀💀

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Cricket baking some treats and Marena steals the last one right before Asa takes it and eats it while making eye contact with him 🙂🖕

Evdhwbshwbdjwbsb @slashhinginghasher we need to make this a reality lmaooo

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CONSTANTINE (2005) dir. Francis Lawrence

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Your posts made me think about Asa again you heathen (affectionate)

🙌🏻 Welcome back to Club Collector, bestie!!!

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Does Asa kiss or trace with his fingers Cricket's scars?

Sure does! He’s very creepy in his devotion to the physical reminders of the pain he’s caused. He bites them too.

Cricket would touch his too—if he allowed it.

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This post has a Asa after Cricket's death vibe:

"i'm keeping you in the time loop. it's the only way i know how to keep you safe. trapping you here, in the last day that you're alive, ignorant of what's to come as the sun sets. i dread each minute, a countdown to the end, but live in relief as all the blood washes away, all the would-be scars fade, and the tears dry before they have a chance to fall. but the memory of you dying in my arms remains, and so i'm keeping you in the time loop

(you figured out i'm keeping you in a time loop. you ask me to let you go every day now. i can't i can't i can't i can't i can't i)"

Ooo an AU of an AU of an AU?! Haha that would be fun to write. Thank you for sharing!

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Maybe Cricket already had bad teste in men even before being taken 🤷🏻‍♀️

Oh damn 😭😭 I can see her kind, soft nature getting abused by shitty guys long before Asa showed up.

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I love the contrast of nemesis where one thinks about the other way more

That's the way I see the Collector and Arkin.

Then again, Arkin is less just thinking and more, like, horrible PTSD flashbacks while the Collector is annoyed at his audacity to not only survive, but try to stop him

I think they both obsessed in different ways, like you said. Asa was a little more “chill” about it, but he did send Arkin flowers while he was in the hospital at the beginning of the Collection. Like, what a psycho move 😂

Poor Arkin. He deserves his revenge but not at the expense of his sanity.

I don’t see this franchise having a happy ending. (Though the Coll3cted will probably never get made).

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Bo seeing Daughter having a similar personality to his childhood self, but not as angry or destructive thanks to good parenting.

Daughter talks loudly or too rapid sometimes, and instead of scolding her for it, Reader just asks her to slow down or go down in volume.

Daughter is running around and Reader just sets something up to burn off her extra energy, instead of grounding her for being bad.

Daughter keeps wanting attention and instead of screaming at her for it, Reader gives it or explain why she's busy at the moment and distracts her with something else.

Maybe he wasn't a unlovable child after all...

Reader says “There’s no such thing as a bad kid. Just bad parents.”

I think this could fix Bo. Let’s re-write house of wax but have this happen instead

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What is it about Asa that turns Cricket on if he always brutally hurts her when they have sex?

Excerpts from Ribbon and Lace:

“After all this time, he’s conditioned you, taught your body to respond with just a look. You can already feel the slickness between your thighs, your traitorous body aching for what he’s about to dish out. You fucking hate him.

You hate him, but, fuck, do you want him.”

“He plays your body like a fiddle. He’s experimented, found the most efficient ways to pull you apart, created methods that have you clenching and coming undone within minutes.”

(It’s not Cricket’s choice. It’s the conditioning he put her through at the hotel. It’s like a Pavlovian response for her.)

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“Measly torture sessions” lmfaoooo

Asa: “He hasn’t even stabbed you in a vital area, christ. Spoiled princess.” 💀💀

A foursome between these people just make me think of that What-If episode of Friends (one of the plots is Ross having a threesome with his wife, who's a lesbian still in the closet, and her "friend", another lesbian)

Asa and Jesse get cut off pretty quickly and every time they try to join in, Marena kicks them.

Lmaoo the boys are just pouting off to the side.

Pretty sure Marena would disintegrate if she had to be naked in front of Asa though 😖

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Would Asa ever accept being hired to collect someone?

I don’t think he would. Too much risk and he’d ultimately not be the one in control.