Sailor Moon Fic: untitled-4
This most definitely should have been posted earlier. But I kind of, sort of threw my back out. So in order to avoid pain and things of that nonsense, here we are. I'm slowly catching up on comments too.
For my girls, and of course, of course, tosca1390. ♥ You should really invest some time in their SM fic as well - perfect, perfect, perfect ( Read more... )
For my girls, and of course, of course, tosca1390. ♥ You should really invest some time in their SM fic as well - perfect, perfect, perfect ( Read more... )
"I did something," she repeats. "My skin feels like it's ready to crawl off of me."
"You're tired," he says instead, and she has every inclination to roll her eyes. She's just interested in the truth, she wants to say. "You should rest."
"I just want someone to give me a straight answer." Her mouth thins. "Is it really that hard?"
USAGI YES. UGH. Their banter is so fucking good. FUCK. Of course she wants answers, and jesus I would just be crawling out of my skin too if no one was telling me anything.
AND THEN YOU PUT ALL TEN OF THEM TOGETHER IN THE SAME ROOM AND THE ANGELS SANG AND THERE WAS BANTER AND I WEPT BUCKETS OF JOY. (I can't turn the CAPS off).
"They're cut from the same cloth," Minako says. She nods to Zane too and then Kris, who appears in the kitchen for some water. He ruffles Shingo's hair. "They've always picked each other. They will pick each other before they pick you."
The words are heavy-handed and strange. They're stiff and sound like they've been forced together. Usagi shakes her head again. Of course, she thinks.
"Did he hurt you?" she asks too.
Minako smiles ruefully. "No," she murmurs. "Just someone I love."
oh oh oh oh oh. Like, I love this, because I can see it, I can see why Minako feels the way she does, but shit, like Mamoru would really pick anyone over Usagi. I just want everyone to get along ;________; aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah why does this comment make no sense.
and then that end. THAT ENDING. I am broken and dead and just want all the wonderfulness and fierce awesome loyal Usagi and holy shit I am rambling. BAH. FEELINGS SPLATTERED ON MY COMPUTER SCREEN AND MY KEYBOARD.
(okay, and you threw out your back? holy shit! are you okay? you should have called, I would have brought you heat wraps and vodka (because vodka is my answer for everything). But seriously are you okay? And there is some formal-wear fic coming. It was going to be plotless and gratuitous but well, feelings.)
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