➼ Word Count » 0.5k ➼ Warnings » None ➼ Summary » You go swimming to find the Yangtze only for Deacon to start worrying about you getting sick from the water.
“I know I said you should go check it out but I didn’t actually mean it! God, you’re freezing!” Deacon frantically spoke, pulling you out of the ocean's cold grasp.
“Ha! That kid wasn’t lying! There’s a submarine out there!” You exclaimed, shuddering as the cold night air stung your glistening skin.
“Yeah, that’s great.” He said dismissively, “We gotta get you to Carrington before you die."
The old harbor docks creaked under your weight as you climbed out of the murky water. It clung to your clothes and you began ringing out puddles from the bottom of your shirt once you found yourself on stable ground again.
“A cold's not gonna kill me Deek.” You laughed, still excited at your discovery. It wasn't every day you found something so incredibly pre-war—especially since it still happened to work!
His hands gripped your shoulders potently, concern evident on his face, “You never know out here. And what about the radiation? Come on, we’re going back to the church.” He spoke quickly, spinning you around and pushing you onward toward the base to get you looked over.
"What's got you so worried?" You chuckled, opting to follow along with where he was guiding you to move. "I've been through worse."
"I know, It's just—I dunno, it feels like there was a lot at risk this time."
"What, were you scared I wasn't gonna resurface?" You meant it teasingly but you felt his hands subtly tense on your shoulders. Softer this time, you spoke, "Quit worrying so much about me, Deek, I know what the risks are."
"Yeah, yeah, I just—it took you a minute before you came back and—well—" He trailed off once the church was in sight, the small lantern that resided beside the doorway illuminating the space surrounding it, beckoning you toward the entrance. "Here we are." He breathed out, seemingly relieved at being able to see the familiar building.
“(Y/N) is fine, just a slightly lower temperature, but that’s to be expected,” Carrington announced, waving you off, desperately wanting the two of you to leave his corner.
You glanced up at your companion, who stood directly behind your chair, still fidgeting with his hands. "What'd I tell ya? I knew what I was doing."
“Yeah, whatever. Nothing wrong with being cautious.” He draped a tattered coat around your shoulders as he spoke.
“Are you sure it was just caution? It seemed to me like a little more.” You edged him on. Sure, Deacon was cautious, but you don't ever think you've seen him this worried about you before. It was endearing, to say the least.
He flicked the back of your head lightly, “That’s all it was. Now, tell me about that submarine you saw? Was there anyone still left inside? Wait a second, don't tell me—you saw a ghost, didn't you?"
You giggled at his sudden change, wrapping the sides of the jacket around your damp form as you told him all about what you saw. You'd dig deeper into Deacon's conscious later, for now just knowing how much he cares for you is enough.
This ABSOLUTELY works.
I have used this for many years. Definitely b do it.
I bought Fallout 4 the other day, been playing non-stop, decided to draw my favourite companion from the game
“These are the terms of this deal. Do you accept these terms?”
Sixteen students wake up in a strange place that looks very familiar. It seems like Hope’s Peak Academy, but nothing is quite right. Everything looks backwards. The colors seem off. And they can’t remember anything outside of a few key facts; everyone had been in a Killing Game before, not everyone made it to the end, and now they’ve been trapped once again.
Monokuma is back, and he’s brought with him a new bag of tricks to bring everyone to the depths of despair. As the class tries to get on their feet and adapt to their new situation in the warped and twisted domain of the Underworld Academy, everyone can’t help but feel like there is something deeply sinister under the surface.
New bonds will be forged. Lies will be revealed. And as everyone fights for their lives, they all can’t help but start to believe the menacing taunt of their so-called Headmaster.
“Once you are in Hell, only the Devil can help you out.”
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Prologue: Welcome to Hell
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I may or may not have realized something related to In Space with Markiplier.
Engineer!Mark said that the only other person he trusted the most was the Captain.
Engineer!Mark also built the warp core.
Now, with this in mind, recall when the Captain first found the warp core.
The warp core itself trusted the Captain to resolve the time-space paradox we got ourselves into.
If you think about it, this could be Engineer!Mark's statement of trusting the Captain still ringing true despite his distrust to the Captain before engaging the warp core.
Even if he thought that the Captain was the reason why the events of ISWM happened, he still subconciously trusted the Captain enough to resolve everything.
It wasn't just our hopeful persistence that saved the time-space continuum and The Invincible — it was Engineer!Mark's faith in the Captain that helped in resolving everything.
Markiplier may say this is about "the illusion of choice," but this is just as much about deep relationships that lead to a deep level of trust.
Honestly, this is one of the most beautiful things that I have ever realized about this.
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it really does bother me how no one can seem to answer the question “what even is romantic attraction, really.” like some people are like “it’s who you wanna kiss and cuddle <3” and I’m like ok well kisses and cuddles can be either sexual or platonic depending on context. “It’s who you feel passion/desire/arousal for” well that just sounds like sexual attraction which you can have without even knowing somebody so I fail to see how that’s romantic. “It’s who you want to go on dates with” I go on dates with friends all the time plus “date” is a social construct anyway there’s really no innate difference between a date and hanging out. “it’s who you have deep feelings for” great news for you that can be literally any type of relationship. my friend told me she defined it as “who you wanna give roses to” and I’m like do u hear urself??? like the more I talk to people the more I’m convinced romance and romantic attraction is an elaborate socially fabricated illusion that has no real defining characteristics. and like there’s nothing Wrong with it being a constuct but why people are so attached to defending the supremacy of it is something I cannot for the life of me figure out
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