basically stories of your favourite fictional characters using the alphabet
Started: feb.14.20
Ended: apr.02.24
MOST but NOT ALL are xreaders
Shows and Movies included:
• Ninjago (2011)
• TMNT (2012, 2014 & 2016)
• Spider-Man (2017)
• TUA (2019)
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Liar • Because he can't tell the truth • i would like to remind people that any batman/batfam things i write are all straight from the posts on pinterest. because i have 0 comics from dc lol. + maybe the movies. • Warning(s): mature language and mature remarks were written •
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He was late.
Again.
This always happened. I didn't know why I thought he was going to show up. He was probably cheating. He must've been. His nickname was literally Dick. It was probably up in someone as of right now. The thought bothered me but it was probably the truth.
What happened to us? We were such a fun and easygoing couple. We love each other. I love him. But the way he had been treating me lately was strangling me by a thin wire.
No show ups and constant apologies.
Weird bruises around his body that he claims it's from his kickboxing classes.
He was always tired. No matter what.
None of them made sense. He didn't make sense.
This was the last time I was going to deal with his shit. I was going to visit him. This couldn't go on for much longer. The stress of being with him can't go on for this much longer.
I called him to tell him (maybe to prepare him, I wasn't sure. It was an impulsive thought) and surprisingly, he picked up.
I first noticed he was breathing heavy. "Hey, babe! Uh- agh..not a good time," he struggled to get out and I heard a crash. Then there was a scream.
I ignored it. I had to ignore the tears in my eyes and the burning sensation in my chest. I was betrayed. "Where are you? It's date night!"
"I know! I got- agh- fucking hell. I got you your favourite flowers. Lilies! In a- ah! Can I call you back? When I said this was," he paused to grunt, "not a good time. I meant it."
My cheeks felt wet but I hardly payed any attention to it.
"Fine. Have it your way." I heard him protest a bit before I hung up. I grabbed my coat from the chair and headed out the door. Maybe he shouldn't have given me the keys to his place. I could walk in on him with any girl.
As the elevator opened, I pinched the bridge of my nose, I realized I should've listened to my friends. He was a player before we were together. It was only time before he got horny enough to want more. He needed more, didn't he?
Why was I not enough?
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Entering his place felt like cold feet for some reason.
