Theres A Fic On Here Abt Zeke Jaeger Being An Absolute Psycho And Going To His Therapist To Confess The

there’s a fic on here abt zeke jaeger being an absolute psycho and going to his therapist to confess the murder of his brother and sister in law, after admitting that he has a sex + drug addiction and I just want the author to know that I think abt it at least once a week and that I hope both of their pillows are cold at night

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"Does it hurt?" Satoru whispered, staring down at his hands still shoved into fists turned white with anger. With despair. With the gut wrenching twist he hadn't felt in so long and that he silently had wished he'd never have to feel again.

The world danced around you both, the clanging and yells of pain and triumph ricocheting through the cold air. It complimented the smell of blood and look of it as it ran down the sides of your white shirt, sinking into the ground with a kiss. One soaked in death.

"Only a little." He heard you whisper, his eyes, though covered, were all on you. Bright and beautiful and all at once, just as he always was. You grinned at them, and he wondered how.

"You're dying." He stated coldly, staring at the sky. He couldn't ask the clouds to bring you back down when you finally left the body behind him. He couldn't beg or plead or threaten them with his name or his sight. They would laugh in his face, just as they had before.

"I know." You replied, a small choke passing your lips that glistened with the same crimson as below. "Nothing a cursed technique or a shot of liquor could do for me now... it's my time you know."

His jaw clenched, oh you, darling, you and those tricky letters, how he hated when you said those words. From sorcerer to sorcerer, each dropped at their time and he was made to watch you tremble, to shake his head but refuse to question whatever god or deity or force would will it upon his friends so young. Their time. Such a small clock. Such little hands. So why did it seem like his was so large? Still ticking and ticking and driving him forward while all of those were left at numbers behind him.

"I-" "Hate that phrase... I know." You choked again, but this time you didn't stop, coughing and seizing, his body reflexively turning around to help you. But there was nothing he do. Not then, not now.

"One day, you'll learn to accept it." He swore he wouldn't, because if seeing that light in your eyes dim in the way all six of them watched now meant that he would have to tell that force it was right, he would take an oath of silence for life.

"You will. You've already begun too."

Those words haunted him. They haunted him the few hours between the moment you laid in his arms until the moment you were back in them.

The clouds had room for more, it seemed.

𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑺 - 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍 𝐗 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

content warning no smut. modern au. also not edited.

author’s note my apology for the ending of all is fair in love and war (which you should read btw). taken from absolutelrpmemetrash

WHO BROUGHT UP HAVING KIDS?

when you first met jean and started dating him, it was a conversation you had but not in a serious sense. you giggled over name choices and stupid things you both did as kids. obviously you ended up liking him and marrying him down the line.

when you were engaged to him, you expressed your need to work and travel and he respected it. you both worked, saved your money, and went on vacations for a few years. then he brought up the question again.

after much conversation, you both started planning. not immediately jumping in the sheets but just planning.

WHO SPOILS YOUR KIDS MORE?

it’s a tie between you and jean. i think the difference here is what you gifts spoil your child with.

you always spoil your kid with clothes and shoes, while jean settled with toys.

WHO DOES YOUR CHILD GO TO TO GET THEIR WAY?

jean. that’s all.

WHICH PARENT IS THE BEST AT SINGING LULLABIES?

you are. on my old account, i posted something about jean being a terrible singer and i still stand by that idc.

you sing to your baby everywhere and it always calms them down.

ok that’s all for now. i have another jean story in my drafts and leon s. kennedy one as well, but i can’t promise regular release atm.

so do feel free to hit my inbox so i can write something in the meantime :)

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