In first GotG movie Rocket lost his only friend at that time, the one who knows how long was by his side ad he didn't even say a proper 'goodbye' to him. And acording to James' words Groot doesn't even have his memories back after regrowing and he's basically a completely new person and Rocket will never get his best friend back-- and in second movie Rocket losts Yondu who was the only person who fully undertood him, they didn't have much time to became close friends but Rocket still lost someone really important to him, who put him into so much suffering in the movies, I think about this everyday I dont understand I dont undestand I don
Oh, shameless, shameless girl. You are so bad, making him crave you with such a heinous intensity.
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Domestic!Au / Smut / Fluff (I guess?) / Drabble
RatedM for mentions of mature themes
Word count: 815
Author’s note: when life’s a mess and I can’t write shit, smutty drabbles for the maknae are the only way to make my mood a bit better. Enjoy, I love you all <3
“On your stomach, love,” is quietly whispered, words dripping with need from
Jeon’s lips despite the faint, timid blush still warming his cheeks. At that, a curled
smile blooms on your face – oh, the way his skin grows hotter, redder under
your glance so wonderfully makes your fingers twitch with anticipation;
and thus you can only oblige, leaving a small peck under his jaw before turning
on your stomach over the mattress. You fold your arms under the pillow, resting
your tilted head above it, and just for a moment you watch him watching you
with hazed eyes, bitten lips, messy hair. Cheeks flushed, but skin aching for
more of his love – of his sin, of his lust.
When Nursey knocks, it isn’t Shitty that answers the door.
It’s a young blond guy who’s taller than Nursey. He grins, but his eyebrow
quirks up, confused. It’s evident than not many people knock on the door of
this hockey frat house at seven o’clock on a Thursday.
“Sup, man?” the guy says, seemingly friendly.
“Uh, is Shitty here?” This is stupid, so stupid. Who knows
if Shitty is even home? Even if he is, why would he bother to entertain Nursey?
“Yeah, he’s up in his room.” He starts to move aside to let
Nursey in, but then pauses. “Uh, how do you know him?”
A part of Nursey
almost wants to laugh at that. How does
he know Shitty Knight? He knows him loud and brash, without a filter to
hear of and a tendency to take off his clothes at inopportune moments. He knows
Shitty soft and quiet, half-high but mostly just emotional, in the dark of
midnight when everything seems far away but heavy at the same time. He knows
Shitty like a lifeline, like a lighthouse in a dense fog, like the one good
thing out of all the rest.
“We went to Andover together,” Nursey says. Then, when the
guy seems less likely to let him in at this statement, he adds, “We’re
friends.” Are we still? Nursey
wonders, agonizes over, hopes.
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hey guys, so you guys know i struggle a lot with pacing and stuf in fic. just wondering: the next chapter of watercast is already looking around 10K by the time i post. if I want to keep all the scenes in strict chronology, it’ll be HUGE like. probably 15K+ and take a lot longer (i’m stuck witht he political scenes).
since we now have kinda 2 parallel sets of events going on (keith vs Lance) how do you guys ffeel about me not doing it strictly in timeline order? (sort of how i did the last 1.5 chapters. is it too confusing?
i sort of want to post this chapter as [some keith stuff / political drumrolls] –> [some very plotty things going on with Lance] | and then return to keith stuff at the start of next chapter. any thoughts / advice?
that frustrating thing where you make yourself vulnerable to someone by trying to actually talk through a point of contention and it ends with them drawing a bunch of nasty conclusions about you and making you feel shitty
it shouldn’t matter what strangers think about me, but it can’t help but feel like an attack on my identity and sense of self when someone decides “we disagree because you are Bad”