man woman and the wall

A man cannot love as a woman loves; she pulls her veins into threads and uses her skin as cloth to repair the tears in his humanity. She uses the water in her eyes to wash the floors of his house, and her blood to cover up the stains on his walls. A man cannot love as a woman loves, he wouldn’t know how.
—  Eliot Knight
Be a bad neighbor, I get your house...

I live on a nice quiet one lane road with very few neighbors. The neighbors that I do have are all nice and respectful of everyone else. Near the end of my driveway there was a really old mobile home that had a few extra rooms built on to it, they were nice enough and kept what they had looking as nice as they could. Eventually they moved out and the mobile home was removed leaving a three walled room there, about 10'X20’.

Now the bad neighbors (a man and a woman) moved in, they built a fourth wall onto the room closing it in and started living in it. I don’t care what your house looks like, they could have lived there in a tent as far as I’m concerned but they were loud and obnoxious. Very loud.

They would be outside at 3am on a week day revving their motorcycle (with no mufflers) for 30-45 minutes, loud stereo going or fighting with each other. Loud screaming arguments were frequent. The guy would ride his two stoke dirt bike up and down the street being as loud as he could, he had a truck with air horns on it that he blow every time he came home regardless of what time it was. All of this was frequent and ongoing every week for about three months before I finally had enough of it.

I tried calling the police a few times but they really didn’t do anything. I finally started filing complaints with the city Property Code Enforcement, they get shit done. Every week I would go to the city’s Code Enforcement website a file a new complaint on the property. Things like no gutters, the house didn’t have siding or a proper roof, vehicles parked in the grass, junk and trash everywhere on the property and every other little thing that I could think of. I also reported them to the city for not having permits for the improvements that were being done to the property.

After about two months I was pulling into my driveway and noticed there was a bright pink sticker and some papers stuck on the door of their “house”. All of their cars were gone so I walked over there to look at it. It was a notice to vacate the property, the structure had been condemned as unsafe. I never saw them there again.

The “house” was demolished and the property put up for sale. I found out from a neighbor that their (the neighbor) brother bought it and is planning to build a garage on it to store cars in. It’s back to being a nice quite place to live.

I would like to emphasize that had they been respectful of everyone else around them they could still be living there. I wouldn’t have done anything. I don’t care what what you do on your property or what it looks like until it directly affects me, especially being excessively loud at night and waking everyone up. Repeatedly.

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#8 -“I mean, there’s no way you could be Spider-Man, right?” - Peter Parker One Shot

Summary: You’re walking through the city at night when you end up in some trouble and get stabbed, blacking out in Spider-Man’s arms, but you could have sworn it was Peter under the mask.

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Requested: Nope

Warnings: Stabbing, blood loss, blacking out.

A/N: I was going to wait to write this until Homecoming came out to celebrate its release, but I couldn’t wait any longer. Hope you enjoy!

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One thing you have learned about yourself is how much you love living in a city. When your parents told you you’d be moving to New York City, the idea daunted you for some time. You had remembered going into the city when you were a child and hating the hustle and bustle of the place. There was always so many people on the sidewalk who didn’t seem to care if they pushed you or temporarily separated you from your mother, and there was always so much noise that you could barely hear yourself think. But, once you moved here, you realised it wasn’t so bad.

You guess, in part, that has something to do with the friend’s you’ve made since moving here. When you started at your new school, you hated the idea of being the “new girl.” You’d never actually been the “new girl” before, but you’d seen so many movies and television shows to know it didn’t sound like such a good label. However, much to your surprise, a group of kids took to you quite easily. Michelle was the first one to approach you. Apparently, the two boys she’s friends with were too nervous to do so themselves, so she had agreed to make the first move. When you first got talking, you found her a little strange, but in a harmless type of way. She had a really dry sense of humour which reminded you of your grandfather’s – and whilst you didn’t know if that was a good thing, it made you feel more at home. Breaking the ice wasn’t so difficult because you soon realised you had a lot in common, and eventually she introduced you to the two boys she had mentioned earlier – Peter and Ned.

You could tell they were a little bit nervous, which you found a little awkward, as you had no idea why they were the nervous ones. It made you worry that they didn’t like you, and that you’d end up being isolated from that friendship group. It turned out to be quite the opposite…especially with you and Peter. Michelle had pretty much explained in her sense of humour that the boys were inexperienced in being around “pretty girls like you.” You thought she was being ridiculous, because you thought she was the most beautiful girl you’d seen in a long time. Natural, and not overly made-up like a lot of the other girls you knew. Not that you thought that was a bad thing – you’re down for girls wearing a lot of make-up if it makes them feel good about themselves – but Michelle’s attitude to that sort of stuff inspired you in so many ways.

Anyway, you went along with Michelle, and teased the boys a little for it. It was all fun and games until Peter snapped at you. You had worried you had taken things too far, and ended up having a breakdown in the girl’s toilets about it. Michelle had to coax you out of the cubicle by threatening to tell Peter that you had a huge-ass crush on him. You didn’t speak to the boys for the rest of the day, but you felt terrible after school, so you went over to Peter’s apartment later on. His Aunt was the only one home, but when you explained why you had turned up on her doorstep, she invited you in to wait for Peter returning from wherever he had gotten to.

He stumbled in from his bedroom, rather than the front door, which took both you and his Aunt by surprise. No-one was as surprised as Peter was to see you at his apartment though. He took you into his room to talk after insisting he “tidies up” – despite his Aunt claiming she’d tidied the room whilst he was out - but left the door slightly open, “house rule” he had claimed. You had taken a deep breath and apologised for upsetting him earlier in the day, but he surprised you yet again by assuring you that you hadn’t upset him and he was only playing with you the same way you were him – he had no idea you had cried in a toilet cubicle to yourself afterwards and he felt really bad. The two of you burst out laughing when you realised how ridiculous the whole thing was – but then you accidentally let slip you were so distraught over the thought of upsetting him because you thought you could end up quite liking him.

Your admission wasn’t far wrong – skip to a year later, and we’ve been dating for ten months. You’re the “school sweethearts” that everyone seemingly adores. No-one fusses over you the way his Aunt May does. You are literally invited to their place for dinner so many times that you have to keep subtly reminding her that you do have a family of your own that enjoys spending time with you. Peter gets really embarrassed by her eagerness, but you think it’s sweet that you get on so well with her. You know how important she is to Peter and how much Peter values her, so the last thing you would want was for her to hate you.

All in all, the relationship is pretty much perfect. Except…for one thing…and you think it’s fairly minor, but when you’ve brought it up to your mom (who you tell pretty much everything), she told you to be cautious. That one thing is that he’s always sneaking off places he can’t tell you afterwards. “So, where were you this morning? I was caught up in a bank robbery and I could have done with a shoulder to cry on when it was over.” “Oh…uh…I…um…I was…I was…would you like some of my Aunt May’s date and walnut cake? It’s really delicious, I’ll go and get you some!”

It bothered you a little bit, but that didn’t subtract from how smitten you were with him.

“I’m on my way home now.” You tell Peter from your end of the line, as you walk through the empty streets of Brooklyn towards the subway station. You had gone to the library to work on a project you’re doing with a couple of girls from school, and now you’re on your way home.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to walk you home?” He questions.

You furrow your eyebrows to yourself, “Peter, I’m in Brooklyn! You’re in Queens! What would be the point in you coming all that way to walk me to the subway station that is literally five minutes away from where I am now?”

“I don’t mind. I can be by your side in no time. Just tell me where you are and I’ll be there soon.” He practically demands.

You roll your eyes, “You are so over-protective!”

He pauses, “…is that bad?”

You laugh at how cute you think he is, “No…no, it’s not, it’s just…”

Your voice trails off when the sound of voices takes your attention from down a side street you’re approaching. “(Y/N)…(Y/N)…are you there?” you vaguely hear Peter say through the phone. You take a look down the small ally-way to your right to find two figures – one of a man pressing a woman up against the wall by a knife to her throat.

You let out as quiet of a gasp as possible, before hiding just around the corner so the attacker won’t be able to realise you’re there. “Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God…”

“(Y/N), what’s wrong?” Peter asks, seriousness in his voice.

“There’s…there’s a guy holding a woman at knife point down an ally-way. I don’t know what to do.” You explain as best you can.

“I do!” Peter explains, and you could have sworn you could hear something clatter in the background, “Get the hell away from there!”

“Peter, I can’t just let this poor woman have her throat slit without doing anything!” You whisper-shout to him.

“You won’t be!” He argues, “Spider-Man is probably on his way to the scene right now, which means you can leave. NOW GO!”

You’re surprised by the sudden raise in his voice, and it only makes you angrier. “No, I have to call the police or something.”

“I’ll do it, you just get home!” He continues to argue, as more noise of something clattering in the background becomes more and more noticeable.

“Peter, are you okay?” You ask him, “It sounds like you’ve fallen over or something.”

“Don’t worry about me, just please leave, okay? I couldn’t cope if something bad happened to you, so please just get to the subway and get home. Don’t make me call your Dad.”

You roll your eyes, “Peter, nothing bad is going to happen to m-“

Your cell is suddenly removed from your grip, and is thrown on the floor; shattering into a couple of pieces. Your heart rate begins to pick up as you turn to face a scary man staring down at you – knife in one hand, woman in the other.

“Are you sure about that princess?” He snarls, “Because I don’t take too kindly to eavesdroppers.”

You gulp, “I…I…I wasn’t…I was just on the phone with my boyfriend…I didn’t even know you were there…I swear.”

“Boyfriend, huh?” The guy laughs, “Sounds like he’s a bit worried for his…little lady.”

You look down at the knife he’s holding with a tight and secure grip. If you could run, you would…but you’re too petrified to move. It’s like you’re staring death straight in the eyes and not even trying to fight it off. You’ve just given up trying.

“Yo knife guy!” A voice calls from behind you.

Too scared to look back, you watch the guy’s reaction. To your surprise, he looks somewhat scared. As though Spider-Man – who you have concluded must only be young himself – is the worst possible outcome for him.

“D’you wanna take it down a notch?” The voice continues in the same exact tone of sarcasm you’re sure you’ve heard somewhere before.

The guy’s mouth falls into a smirk, “Not really, spider-dude.”

What happens next happens so fast. The harsh sensation of a sharp object hits your hip, and you let out a gargle as you begin to feel blood pouring out of your hip, and you begin to black out as you fall to the ground…

…you don’t really see much of what happens after that, your sight has become a bit of a blur, but you’re aware that the guy ran off and let the other girl go. A red and blue figure appears above you.

“I need you to stay awake for me.” Spider-Man tells you, “Please just…please just stay awake.”

A few moments pass by, and he begins to speak to himself, rather than to you.

“Please (Y/N)…I can’t lose you like I did Uncle Ben. I just can’t. There are only five things I care about in this world right now. Aunt May. Ned. Michelle. This City…and you. I can’t lose you, please…”

He lifts up his two hands and removes his mask from his face. Familiar brown eyes stare into yours, and the inch of adrenaline left in you shoots through your body.

“…Peter?” You whisper faintly, before completely blacking out.

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The sound of someone flicking through a newspaper beside you becomes more and more irritating the more conscious you become. You carefully move your head to your right to find your Dad sitting beside you, face out-of-sight due to the newspaper covering it.

“Hello, sweetie.” A soft voice speaks from the other side of you, as a hand strokes your forehead.

You turn to face your mom, who is looking back at you with the kind eyes she used to give you whenever you fell over as a kid. You give her a faint smile, but then realise she probably can’t make it out due to the oxygen mask covering your mouth and nose.

“Finally, you wake up. I always knew you were a lazy-bones!” Your Dad jokes, putting down the newspaper to give you his full attention.

You reach up and remove the oxygen mask from your face, “What happened?” You croak to your Dad.

He looks to your mom, before slipping his hand in yours. “You were stabbed, sweetheart…but it’s okay, the guy who did it has been caught and the nurse says you’re going to be fine. I don’t know what we would have done if Spider-Man hadn’t got to you when he did. He saved your life, angel.”

Whenever Spider-Man is mentioned, you have always felt a bit excited…but this feels different. Instead of excitement, you get a strange feeling in the pit of your stomach. And that’s when a certain memory from last night hits you hard…

“I need you to stay awake for me.” Spider-Man tells you, “Please just…please just stay awake.”

A few moments pass by, and he begins to speak to himself, rather than to you. “Please (Y/N)…I can’t lose you like I did Uncle Ben. I just can’t. There are only five things I care about in this world right now. Aunt May. Ned. Michelle. This City…and you. I can’t lose you, please…”

He lifts up his two hands and removes his mask from his face. Familiar brown eyes stare into yours, and the inch of adrenaline left in you shoots through your body.

“…Peter?” You whisper faintly, before completely blacking out.

A lump forms in your throat when you come to the realisation that Spider-Man isn’t just a random guy in the neighbourhood…

Spider-Man is your boyfriend.

Your thoughts are interrupted by a knock at the door. You and your parents turn to find Peter stood there, flowers in hand.

“We’ll give you two a minute.” Your mom smiles, giving your Dad a knowing look, before the two exit the room.

Peter takes the seat your Dad was sitting in and places the flowers on the desk next to your bed. “Hey love, how are you feeling? You had me worried sick!”

“Peter…” You speak, ignoring his question. “Where were you last night?”

He shuffles in his seat, “I…I was at home with my Aunt May.”

You nod for a second, “Because I could have sworn that…just after I was stabbed but before I blacked out…that Spider-Man took off his mask and…and it was you under there!”

You watch as a look of panic on his face tries it’s best to turn into a laugh, “Are you serious? Me? Spider-Man? Come on, I know you’ve lost a lot of blood but surely you can hear how crazy you are?”

When you give him an uncertain look, he relaxes and holds your hand.

“Look, love…” He begins softly, “I would love to be Spider-Man. It must be so crazy for that guy getting to do what he does…but that’s not me in that suit.”

“But…I remember saying your name.” You persist, “It was the last thing I said before I blacked out.”

A subtle blush appears on his cheeks, “Babe, that’s sweet, it really is, but…you lost a lot of blood, and you were blacking out. Anything you think you saw, or anything you think you heard…was probably all just a hallucination that comes with blacking out due to loss of blood.”

You stare him out for a moment longer, before nodding your head in defeat. “Yeah, you’re probably right…I mean, there’s no way you could be Spider-Man, right?”

He laughs, “No, love. Absolutely, no way. Sorry, love.”

You bite your lip to hold back the tears that are about to fall. You don’t know what hurts more…the fact he’s been lying to you all this time, or the fact he’s just looked you in your eyes and lied to your face.


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A Raven Among Crows: Pt 7

Originally posted by gameofthronefannn

You’re a woman disguised as a man at The Wall, but no one knows.


Part Six  

(Y/N)= Your Name

(Y/L/N)= Your Last Name 

(Y/M/N)= Your Male Name

Warning: AINT NO ONE SAFE SON, AHHHHHHH, but in all seriousness, there is violation scene, you have be warned and stay safe down there. 

You forgot how much you hated sleeping with a bunch of men in a cold room. At least with the free folk you got to sleep some where near a fire and under furs with Tormund, just the two of you.

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As you wish

Relationship: Peter Parker x Fem!Stark!Reader

Summary: When a lab experiment goes wrong, everything else seems to go wrong as well. 

Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence, swearing, amputation and graphic depictions of recovery. Yes I know. It’s a lot of fucked up shit.

Word Count: 6,379

A/N: Boom! Another one! I’m on a roll here! I LOVE this one, and the references were so much fun to make! I know my fics are pretty dark, but the next one I’m gonna make is REALLY dark. Oh! And the reader is gonna be male, so sorry to all my female reader, but there really needs to be more representation in this type of media! If you have an ideas, please send them in! I would love to write them!

Originally posted by tom-hollcnd

Being a teenage superhero sucked major dick, especially when everyone knew who you were.

Tony Stark, basically a brother to you, seeing as you grew up in his care. He would never let you call him dad.

You loved him with all your heart, you really did, but he was constantly being overprotective, so when at school, you could do whatever you wanted without him knowing. Within reason of course.

Being Tony Stark’s sister, at the beginning of the year everyone was clamoring to get to know you and all of them were asking you one thing.

“Can I meet Tony Stark?” One of the most popular girls in school, Liz, asks. You roll you eyes and continue focusing on putting things away in your locker. Place the books, then the paper stuff, and lastly a jacket. “I mean I want to meet Pepper as well because I want to go into PR and she’s basically PR for Tony and-”

You slam your locker shut but still don’t say anything. Walking away quickly she struggled to catch up with you, going into a light jog instead of a fast walk. “I just wanted to know if you could possibly introduce me to him this weekend and I’ll say hi to you in the halls! Popular by association?” She phrased it more like a question and you stop in your tracks, feeling her bump into you, but you remain unmoved.

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Teacher and student face each other, woman and man. Between them: heat, an insurmountable wall. The wall prevents them from climbing across and sucking out the other’s blood. Teacher and student are seething with love and a comprehensible desire for more love.

‘The Piano Teacher’ by Elfriede Jelinek

A Raven Among Crows: Pt 6

Originally posted by dziesiemdziesiat

You’re a woman disguised as a man at The Wall, but no one knows.


Part Five  Part Seven  

(Y/N)= Your Name

(Y/M/N)= Your Male Name 

Warning: Awwwweee sheeeettttt sooonnnn thheeee fffeeeeeeellllllssss

You couldn’t get the idea of you and Tormund out of your head since the climb. You stared at him all the time and remained close to him for you felt like you owed him your life. He didn’t talk to you much after words, you turn back to see the cold ice wall stand where it’s supposed to be stood. 

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Inhuman Part One

Originally posted by coldbloodedexosquirrel

Parts: One, Two, Three, Four, Five

Genre: A/U, Angst, Violence, Fluff, Romance, more in the future.

Pairing: Yixing x Reader (There isn’t enough out there dammit.)

Word Count: 4.5k

Summary: Inhumans are people born with powers, feared by most all over the world. Inhumans are often killed before the age of three or kept locked up and tested on. EXO is a rogue group of Inhumans who broke free and are now looking to free fellow Inhumans as well as get justice for their kind. However, with their powers come limitations. With these limitations, they sometimes need a helping hand.

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Highlights from the Rebecca Mader panel at Storytelling Con, Barcelona, April 22, 2017

  • Asked about visiting Prague:  “My favorite thing to do in Prague is just to walk around the old part, walk over the bridges, drink the wine and eat the food.  I ate and drank so much in Prague it was fantastic.  A really beautiful city.”
  • Asked about Elizabeth Mitchell:  She missed working with her on Once Upon a Time but loved working with her on Lost.
  • About Zelena’s relationship with Hades:  “That died a death didn’t it?  Zelena and Hades no more.  […]  Being with Hades was the first time Zelena has ever been in a romantic relationship with a man or a woman.  It definitely changed her.  It broke down some walls around her heart.  […]  He was awful.  She can do way better than him.  He’s an amazing actor.  I think she deserves to be with someone who doesn’t want to murder her sister.  You know what i mean?  […]  I need some new blood.  Someone new.”
  • If Regina and Zelena weren’t sisters would she ship them:  “Yeah.  It doesn’t matter because in real life we’re just Bex and Lana.”  What story would you like for them?  “To be lesbian lovers you mean?  I’d watch it!  It would have to be on cable or netflix.  And for them not to be related.  Just girlfriends, not sisters, two strong women?  I ship it.”
  • Why she became an actor and move to the US:  “I always wanted to be an actress but I couldn’t afford to go to college.  So I just decided fuck I’m going to move to America and see what happens.  So I moved to America with $200 and said I’m going to be an actress!  And everyone said okay… and I showed them.  Haters gonna hate….”
  • What would you like to be if you weren’t an actress:  “I don’t have a plan B.  I always wanted to be an actress so I did it.  I don’t have an plan B.  If it all goes wrong I’ll just have to do it at home.”
  • Asking about Glinda:  “Yeah I love it when there are lots of Wizard of Oz characters.  Tomorrow night, because you’ll all be watching illegally on your laptops, is a big episode for my character where you’ll get to meet the Tin Man and maybe the Cowardly Lion.  I think it would be great if Glinda came back at some point.  She’s beautiful.”
  • Bex cannot remember the Lost numbers.
  • Bex wants Star Wars characters added to Once Upon a Time.
  • How does she view Regina blaming Zelena for the death of Robin:  “It was not my fault!  I didn’t do it!  I didn’t kill him!  I killed Hades for her!  I’m FINE!  I literally killed my boyfriend to save my sister.  You’re welcome.  Regina lives because of me.”
  • FMK:  Emma, Rumple, Regina.  F: Emma, M: Regina, K: Rumple.  Because Regina would cook for her and be a good wifie.  “That’s a whole new tv show!  I’d watch it.”
  • If Zelena had a pet what would it be:  “A flying monkey.  And a broomstick.  And if you ever don’t see my baby in a scene, they’re like ‘the flying monkeys are taking care of it.  They’re good nannies.”
  • A love interest from Lost for Zelena:  Sawyer.
  • Funny stuff between the cast:  She directs people to Snapchat and she suggests Lana is always trying to feed her and make her fat.   
  • Favorite character on Grey’s anatomy:  “The hot guy who is always moody and works in peds.  And then like the hot blond lesbian.  I love her.  If I had a sick baby I’d take her to her stat.”
  • Promises that we’ll see some “sister stuff” in the coming episodes.
  • Question about Zelena finding true love, someone suggests Emma, “Sorry Hook.  Maybe she should break up their relationship.”  More suggestions about Zelena and Belle.  “At the end of this season I don’t know that she’ll find true love.  She’s still getting over that Hades thing.”  But says she doesn’t need a man.
  • Favorite ship on the show:  “Zelena and her broomstick.”
  • Favorite bloopers:  “When i forget a line I say such awful things.  There is a reason I’m not on the blooper reel much because when I forget a line I immediately swear.  Once my sister came to visit me in Vancouver in September and we were in Mr. Gold’s shop and Regina, she was the Evil Queen, and there was Rumple, and my sister was by what we call video village where the monitors are and I walked up to the Evil Queen and ‘FUCK!  I forgot what my fucking line was!’ and I heard my sister in the back scream and that made it so much worse.  I don’t even remember what the question was.”
  • Favorite life advise:  “Be yourself.  Piss off hater.  Do you.  Just do you boo.  And whatever you are doing in life just don’t give up.  And when things are really awful and you just want it to be over and you don’t want to do it anymore it never feels the same the next day.  Hashtag ThisToShallPass.”
  • What it was like working with Barbara Hershey:  “Awh mama.  Barbara Hershey was wicked.  She’s really kind.  She had really good candy.  I had a bit of a love affair with Barbara Hershey.  We fell in love and she would like hold my hand.  We had these beautiful scenes with Barbara, Lana and me, and before we shoot while the cameras were rolling we would just hold hands and look into each other’s eyes and just say ‘I love you’.  The three of us together was magical.”
  • Would she like to have a romance with King Arthur:  “A bit weird because Liam is a very good friend and I know his fiance so I’m going to say no.”
  • She’s only ever been to an airport in Sweden.  But she’d like to go there and see more then the airport.
  • What does she think about the Black Fairy:  “I love her.  I’ve known the actress who plays her Jaime Murray, for seven years.  Jaime Murray is an amazing actress.  But it’s nice.  We’re the same age.  We’re both English.”  About the final battle:  “Buckle up for safety, it’s about to get real.”
  • Memorizing dialogue:  She learns each line and then the second, and then goes back to the first and does both, and then goes onto the third, and repeats until she learns all of it.  She credits doing soup opera acting.
A Raven Among Crows: Part 1

Originally posted by rhaegarlyanna

You’re a woman disguised as a man at The Wall, but no one knows.


Part two 

(Y/M/N)= Your Male Name

(Y/A)= Your Age or whatever age you want it to be


“Open the gates!” a man yells.

You looked up at The Wall, stretches beyond the eye can see. You are wearing trousers, boots and a long shirt, you manage to bandage your breasts so it looks like you are flat chested, your hair is in a bun with a few strains peaking out, along with your baby hairs blowing in the wind from the cold icy air. 

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I’ve been taking a lot of ‘no makeup’ selfies recently, I do it because it emphasises how much the hormones and laser surgeries alone have done. This was taken soon after waking up, before shaving, showering or makeup application. I don’t particularly love it, naturally I am my own worst critic and in my opinion I still look more like a man than a woman in this picture. I wouldn’t put this picture on the wall or anything, but I do at least appreciate that this is worlds away from where I was just a few months ago. Back then I could have prepared for hours and done my makeup to the best of my ability and still look less feminine than this.

I am generally speaking quite a pessimist in many ways, but this picture does give me a lot of hope that a few more months down the line, everything will be ok.

(8 Months on Hormones, 15 sessions of laser)

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Summary: Emperor Ren holds the map that leads to Skywalker and the Resistance’s general–Leia Organa–requests you [an independent bounty hunter] to retrieve it. The only down part to it is, you and the emperor have history.

A/N: So I’ve been thinking of this idea for quite some time now, a few things were new ideas, but the overall thing has been on the back of my mind. I’m a huge fan of the idea of king/emperor ren as well as the anime cowboy bebop and I thought it would be cool to have the two worlds collide. It’s sort of a modern yet futuristic au as there’s space travel and hover crafts, but there’s still cars and basic weaponry. You’ll see, it’s pretty experimental but I like it. Enjoy and feedback is welcomed :) [also, this song may or may not have influenced the title]

Warning: Blood/Violence (although not so intense)

Word Count: 6.3K+


Heavy panting echoed in your ears, chest heaving as you found yourself slowly fading in and out. “Don’t you dare go…” You breathed out. Everything around you was fading, colors mixing into one another as the world around you began to blur. “Don’t…you dare go…” Taking in deep breaths as your chest began to ache, you reached your arm out and aimed the weapon in it. “Don’t you dare leave me!”

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