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It didn't take long for news to spread within the big house that Tomura had finally found his mate.
Tomura strolled slowly into the kitchen after another late-night streaming session, tired, and hungry. The hushed whispers and giggles around the island stopped, his crimson orbs flickered upwards and narrowed as he stared at Toga, Dabi, Twice, Spinner and Compress. "What?" he grunted, the edges of his tone icy.
"So is it true, big guy?" Jin spoke up first; the cursed man's voice filled with excitement. "Did you finally find your mate?"
Tomura's eyes narrow, shifting his attention to the false innocent looking teenager. "You told them?" he growled through gritted teeth.
"Maybe?" Himiko hummed, whistling softly.
His expression hardened. "Himiko?"
Himiko raised a hand, holding her morning tea and taking a sip, then set it down on the counter. "Don't be angry, big brother Tomura." Her lips lowered into a pout. "We are all happy for you, you know?" Her deep amber cat-like eyes flickering upward, sheepishly to meet his sharp and focused blood red crimsons. "Besides your mate is such a cutie! She's sweet and perfect for you!" She usual cheerfulness returning, giving him a pure white smile, her long canines showing.
"It's truly a cause for celebration." Compress adds, flipping a page of the newspaper. "First Dabi and now, our loner werewolf?" He chuckled. "Soon this found will be crawling with halfbreed offspring before the next spring."
Both Dabi's and Tomura face grew red. "Shut up."
Compress and Twice laugh louder and snickering.
Tomura grabs a bottle of orangle juice and a red bull out of the fridge, turning to leave when he felt some tug on the back of his hoodie. "Let go, Touya." He didn't even have to turn around to know who it was. The strong scent of lust, blue hellfire and vanilla musk gave the burn scarred incubus away. "I have to go back to bed."
"Take it easy, Tomura." Dabi released the back of Tomura's hood, backing away and shoving his hands into his pockets. "Just wanted to say congrats man." He didn't sound snarky, it sounded heart felt and genuine which caused Tomura to turn around.
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This character sheet its so rare that I just have crops of it fom my Tk gallery. I remenber that was from s7 and released with the bluray, but i can´t find any trace of it on the internet anymore. Anyway, It´s pure gold (T ^ T), TOO PRECIOUS
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Writers have two modes and they are "i haven't written in three weeks and i am rotting from the inside and everything feels wrong and i don't know who i am anymore" and "i wrote for four hours straight and forgot to eat and it's dark outside and when did that happen and i feel like a god" and there is nothing in between. no chill. no medium setting. just famine or feast and a very confused nervous system.
Tags: gn!reader, suggestive but no smut, super short little drabble
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Tomura’s panting as he pins you down, chapped lips slick with spit as you both get lost in the kiss. He’s not supposed to be doing this, he knows. There’s plans to make, meetings to have, news to review. But you, with your sweet kisses and eager body, always manage to pull him away…even if just for a moment.
Rough hands trail carefully down your sides, a shaky little gasp leaving his lips against yours as he grabs your hips but stops himself from pressing against you. A little whine leaves your throat, fingers tangling in his hair to tug him closer, but Tomura digs his heels in.
Reluctantly, oh so reluctantly, he pulls away from the kiss. He’s heaving softly, his face dusted pink and his eyes shining with desire, but he doesn’t push for more. Reaching up, he gently pulls your hands from his hair, grumbling softly. “…I can’t right now…”
The way you pout nearly kills him, so he looks away and starts getting up. But what Tomura doesn’t know is that you don’t feel like giving up that easily…not this time.
He freezes as your hands boldly reach out, fingers hooking through his front couple belt loops and yanking him back down by his hips. He loses his balance for a second, not expecting the sudden force, and his bulge lands directly between your thighs, right where you’ve both been wanting it.
Tomura’s eyes are wide as he stares down at you for a second, his mind struggling to comprehend your actions and how they affected him. But more than anything, he’s mentally reworking his schedule to fit in time for you.
The moment passes quickly, and a little grin spreads on his lips instead. He chuckles lightly, grabbing your wrists again but pinning them above your head this time. Tomura leans in, finally grinding his hips against you deliberately and letting you feel the way he’s throbbing in his pants because of your actions.
“Heh…Who said you can boss me around?”
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Dabi’s hands are scorching as they grope and squeeze at your waist, pinning you hard against the rough brick of the alley wall.
Getting caught up like this in the middle of a mission is not something he usually allows to happen…but sometimes it’s okay to indulge just a bit. Plus, you always look so goddamn sexy when you’re being just as ruthless as him.
Your hands are tangled in his black hair, tugging harshly to keep him where you want him, your lips moving needily against his. Dabi kisses like he has all the time in the world, lazy and deep and yet controlling every aspect of it. He groans quietly against your lips while you let out tiny moans against his.
He’s already hard, straining against the fabric of his pants, but he’s not pushing for more just yet. He doesn’t usually care much for duty or decorum, but it would cause trouble if those assholes you’re after managed to get away. That being said, it wouldn’t hurt just to relieve some pressure…
Right as he’s about to grind against you, though, an explosion goes off a block or two away from you. Pulling away abruptly, Dabi’s panting lightly and looking in that direction with a scowl, pissed off by the interruption and knowing you both have to actually do your jobs. “Shit…C’mon, let’s get this over with.”
He starts pulling away and you miss his heat immediately, impatience and frustration gnawing at the ache between your legs. Without thinking, you reach out and grab his belt buckle, firmly pulling him right back against you.
Dabi’s eyes go wide for a split second at your boldness, but a shit-eating grin spreads across his lips a second later. He’s more turned on than ever now, a rough chuckle leaving his throat while he easily gives in and grinds against you in earnest. His hands are even hotter now, sliding under your shirt without hesitation while his lips descend upon yours again.With you being all demanding and needy like this, any fucking mission can wait.
☆ His irises were two colors at once--amber at the pupil bleeding into dark brown at the rim--and the border between them was never quite in the same place twice.
☆ She had eyes that went gold in sunlight and green in shade, as if they were deciding, constantly, which world they wanted to belong to.
☆ She had eyes that changed color depending on the light and the distance and the angle--gold up close, green from across the room, something in between when you were exactly where you wanted to be.
☆ His irises were green and gold and hazel all at once, layered the way old forests are layered. You had to know where to look, and looking was worth learning.
☆ She looked at me with those gold-and-green eyes and I thought--I could spend a long time deciding which color I loved more and be happy never reaching a conclusion.
☆ She had central heterochromia and she looked at me like I was the person she had been saving her most complicated color for. I hoped I was interesting enough to deserve both shades.
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Law opened the window, allowing the fresh air into the room while you slept.
He felt the shift in the energy and air; it was overly powerful and life threatening, and yet, he couldn't risk it. You had been with him all week, hold up in this rented house along a cliffside and small fishing village and resort. Anyone who dared threaten his mate would become his enemy. He had decided to part from his crew for a week while testing your swordsmanship and marksmanship, testing your limits and pushing you. After this, he planned on spoiling you with dinner in bed to make up for today's earlier fight while training. He's continued this routing until Cora, Penguin, Sachi and Bepo found him by the end of the week.
Cora should be here soon. Law stared at the sunset. The swirling colors of blues, pinks and oranges were beautiful, but not as captivating as you. If things escalate, I can ask Cora and the rest of The Heart to lead her to safety. The merman stepped away from the window and made his way back into the kitchen, feeling your eyes trailing after him as he went.
I’d totally stripped in front of him, if I wasn't already naked. You roll out of bed, hair a mess and completely nude, dragging the bed sheet with you as you stare at Law's back, wearing only his spotted jeans, black boots and an apron. "Smells good," you commented, stepping closer and dropping the sheet on purpose.
"Dinner will be ready soon." Law replied, smirking and trying to hide his smug grin.
"Can I sample you first?" You whisper, pressing the full weight of your body into his back, wrapping your arms around his waist.
"We can only spare twenty minutes." Law advised cooly, twirling are in your arms, cupping your chin and bringing you into a kiss. "Are you replenished enough, my songstress?" He raised a brow.
Before you could answer, Law froze. The lust and teasing haze within his silver eyes completely vanished as stepped back and tore off his apron, then scrambled for his shirt. “Put this on, Y/n..” He tossed the items of clothing at you.
You caught them, surprised and sputtering, "What the rush -"
Law didn't give you time to explain. "Now, Y/n.." He threw on his jacket which read Corazon on the back.
You bristled at the command, until you noticed how agitated he looked. How desperate. And his eyes; they’d started to glow golden, hard and alert. Something, or someone was coming.
Wordlessly, you obeyed his command and put on the shirt and apron. Then sat and waited for him to calm down. As he gripped the counter, clearly still struggling, you murmured, “Better?”
Law's gaze shifted to you, then lower to his shirt and apron, knowing they were the only things keeping you covered since your clothes were still fully drying outside. "No. It does not help." He grit his teeth, hand clutching the counter. "Not when you tease me by wearing my shirt."
If it wasn't a life or death situation you would have teased him and tried to coax him back into bed, but your stomach lurches and knots as anxiety swirls in your belly as you grab your sword and then hand Law his. You mentally chastise yourself for leaving your guns on The Tang.
The Law tilts his head as if he hears something outside the door although you hear nothing.
The whites of his eyes blackened, amber pupils dilate into slits. "Come on, Y/n.” He beckons, losing the casual air of seduction. There’s an urgency to his tone now. “We need to go. Now." He crouches low to his knees, snatching you by your upper arm, you fall against the hard heat of his tanned, inked and muscled body. Law immediately helps steady you, silently bringing a finger to his lips and guiding stealthily over the window; keeping his back flat. His nostrils flaring as he grits his teeth.
Law instinctively clutches you closer. The smell of gasoline and fire makes him inwardly suppress a growling hiss. "Dammit," Law curses underneath his breath. Leading the way toward the secret emergency escape exit hidden beneath the bed, where a heavy metal door lay.
"Law?" You cling onto him tighter as the last raise of sundown disappears beneath the horizon. "Who is it?"
"Hunters," Law bit out sliding the bed away from the wall to reveal the trap door, he opens it and helps you down first. "Hurry, a group is swarming."
You leap down, making room for Law. "How could they have gotten here so-" The heavy black door swung shut, cutting you off from the safe sounds of civilians and loud shouts entering the cabin.
“No! Wait! This is a mistake!” It was the elderly couple who offered to let you and Law rent the cabin to rest.
"Dear, get back!" His wife yells over the angry shouts as the intruders begin to flip over everything not bolted down.
"No one has seen a merfolk couple in centuries." The old man argues. "Everyone knows they fled into the seas twenty years ago when Gold Roger died."
It was too late.
"You are an old fool and blind if you didn't notice that sea beast seducing one of our human women." A man's voice boomed and echoed beneath the floorboards. The sound of wood and glass breaking, dinner burning and the smell of smoke scent alarm bells off in your head. "We'll smoke the fish and harlot out."
You and Law hurried beneath the underground passage, crawling on your belly as the kerosene stung your noise and made you dizzy. Oh no! You inwardly panic. They plan on setting the place on fire! Fear and guilt squeezed your heart.
Law felt the unbearable heat and fanning of the flame spreading from above and skittering below the floorboards and heating the metal of the secret tunnel. "Don't look back and don't inhale the smoke," Law suggested, his body jumping and jolting, his fight or flight instincts to rip his enemies to shred and need to protect and see his mate to safety kicking in and going haywire. "Stop now and we parish."
You nodded and kept going, crawling in the dirt and mud cold and sticking to your sweaty skin. You try to hold your breath and move with haste without slowly Law down. It wasn't long until you and Law reached the hidden hatch, hidden beneath a pile of rock and grass. You heard shouting, loud curses and gun shots firing.
You and Law emerged out of the exit, inhaling fresh and smokeless air. "Keeping crawling towards the cliff," Law nudged you gently.
"They escaped!" A man shouted into the night.
You kept crawling and remaining low, allowing Law to lead as his night vision was better than yours. You were already tired and beyond exhausted after the day's travels and nights activities with your merman tangled in your bed and arms. Law had been adamite on helping hone your fighting skills and haki.
"Widen your stance more, Y/n-ya," Law advised, shifting more of his weight forward and using his strength to try and overwhelm and overpower you to knock your sword out of your hands.
"I am!" You huffed in frustration. "I'm a helluva swordswoman and shot." You jumped backwards to gain some distance. "I can take care of myself."
Law rushed forward to swing hard. "Not good enough."
That hurt to heard and caused your heart to ache. "I've survived on my own long before we got together Law!" You ducked and went to swipe one of his long legs out from underneath him, watching him lift his leg and nearly knee you in the face, if you hadn't blocked it with your arm. Your haki's clashed, an aura of black conquerors haki and red bolts of lightning surrounded you and the merman. The ground beneath your feet shook and quakes, craters formed and gave way. "Okay, you really are making me mad now, asshole!" You snapped.
"Don't let your anger cloud your judgement. Don't give an inch!" Law countered, he knew the whites of his were gone, completely black and his irises gold. "Fight as if you are trying to kill me!" He emphasized, his voice raw and pleading. Every single nerve ending in his body recognized his mate and female, protesting to stop fight and embrace you instead. His scales pushing to the surface of his skin, his teeth sharpening into deadly fangs and points. It hurt like hell. Law ignored it and kept going, kept fighting, kept pushing.
"I can't nor do I ever want to kill you!" You gasped, shock crystal clear on your face. "Law, you're scaring me! What's going on?" Dirt, grass, stone and debris fogged your vision as you searched for Law's presence hiding among the smoke. "Talk to me, dammit!"
Law appeared behind you, looping his sheathed sword around your neck, nearly choking you. "You need to be more prepared, if you are going to face him." He whispered, low and deadly into your ear, chills rolled down your spine and the hairs on the back of your nape rose.
"Him, who?" You grunted, grabbing the front Kikaku's scabbard, shoving your bodyweight backward and tilting both your head and leg back to either break his nose or kick him in the groan, which he dodged by activating his room and disappearing.
You both were panting, chests heaving and breathless.
"Doflamingo Donquixote," He swallowed thickly, trying to regain control and calm his breathing.
"The creepy smiling, ridiculously tall motherfuckin' Warlord and King of Dressrosa?" You asked in confusion, brows furrowing.
Law flinched as if you had just stuck him, which didn't go unnoticed by you. "Yes," he admitted, shoulders sagging.
"Why?" You didn't get it. Luffy said he's been the Warlord once while at Marineford, during the Battle of the Best, when him and Sabo went to free Ace from The Marines and his own execution. "I've never met him, but I've seen his wanted poster." You were forever thankful that Ace and Sabo were able to save Ace out of Akainu's magma filled clutches.
"He's the King of both Dressrosa and of Merman Kind." Law forced himself to be honest with you. You had to know the dangers lurking both on land and beneath the sea. He knew Doflamingo would be jealous of Law himself for finding his mate before the pink, feathered coat wearing and crazed King. He dropped his sword, strides over towards you, the muscles in his arms were strained and shaking as if yanked your sword out of you hand with each, tossed it and pulled you into his chest. "I'm sorry for scaring you, but I can't let him have you." He nuzzled the top of your head, inhaling your scent to calm himself down. Honey, vanilla and moonflowers filled his nostrils. Law purrs in content, feeling his boiling blood cooling, the tension in his body sinking and unclenching and he finally breathed in a sigh of relief. "He'll come for you himself, if none of his cronies catches you first."
You lean closer into Law's warmth, hearing his heartbeat drumming hard and erratic beneath his hard, muscled chest. "You could have told me before you suggested we spar in the middle of nowhere while we are supposed to be on vacation." Your temper and ire soothing. "Stubborn merman."
"Beautiful, reckless female." Law grabs your chin and covers your mouth with his. "But you are all mine." The merman lips and wickedly, sinful tongue moves hungrily against yours, fangs biting and tugging hard on your lower lip, causing you to gasp and giving him full accept to slip his tongue into your mouth. Bowing his head to deepen the kiss, tangling his fingers in your hair, his free hand settling on your hip, giving a possessive and hungry squeeze before descending lower to fully cup your ass.
You dug your fingers into the front of his open coat. A long, sultry and vibrating moan left your kiss swollen lips and dragged out a low, animalistic growl from Law. "Dammit, I hate it when you do that?" You pull away, gasping, panting and breathless. "I can't stay angry with you." Need and desire shining in your eyes.
"Nor can I keep my hands off you, if you sound so sexy moaning like that." Law's heated breath fanning the column of your throat, peppering steamy kisses and licks over every inch of your skin. His skilled, strong, surgical hands hastily undressing you and throwing them into a careless heap on the ground. Law sinks to his knees, spreading your legs and lower lips apart with his fingers to devour and feast on the apex between your thighs. "Or never get enough of this sweet tasting pussy and honey," he groans shamelessly as he eats you out like a man ravenous and starved.
You tilt your head back, moaning and tangle your fingers into his hair. "It isn't even your heat cycle, ah!" You chuckle, lowering your head to meet his silver orbs flashing liquid gold. "Not that I'm complaining," Another gasp and seductive moan slips out of your mouth. "Shit, Law!"
"Never get tired of you, my mate." Law pants, his voice filled with pleasure.
You were snapped out of that sinful wonderful memory of only a few hours ago when another round of gunfire filled the air, forcing you to duck and pressed yourself low into the ground and curl into yourself as small as possible. The seas, which now both scared you and comforted you; its waves rocking and rolling, rising and hitting the cliffside before reseeding and continuing in an endless loop. You didn't dare leave Law to fend for himself and run back into town alone, in the dark with those psycho's chasing after you.
Law's lips drew back into another silent hiss. His hand tangled into your hair as his arms pulled you closer into the safety of his embrace. He closed his eyes, savoring the moment. Silently thankful for having you in his life, loving him, caring for him and bringing an unspeakable joy back into his lonely existence.
Law could not waste time on another argument, especially, like now, when they didn't have any time left. Law wasn't going to allow the hunters him, or you like they preferred, he was going to keep you as far away from those vile men. He could scent their hatred for him. Their anticipation and lusts for you, the darkness and evil overflow from their perverted fucking hearts. It made him sick. This stomach churn with disgust and venomous volcanic rage. Once one hunter came, the rest would come in droves and packs. He knew he would gladly give every ounce of his remaining strength and breath to assure his mate was safe, even if, it would be without him. Leaving your life and hands within the safety of his crew and found family.
Law was left with only one option remain. "Y/n, listen to me-"
"Don't even think about it," you cut him off, lifting your head and staring into his half silver and half golden slits. "Like hell I'm leaving you," Your anger flaring and rising beneath the fear as your voice trembled. "don't you fucking dare tell me to run without you, Trafalgar Law."
"No, my love," Law said, his voice low and terse. He was angry, but not at you. He was angry at himself. At those hunters daring to try and smoke him out like some primitive idiot and cursing that it had worked. He could have prevented this. That elderly couple could have lived. Smoke, chard flesh, blood and gunfire filled and burned his nose. He knew he'd never wanted to smell that sick smell ever again. The merman nudged his head in the direction of the sea, his chosen pathway to safety. "We need to jump into the sea-" he explained, his voice regaining its usual calm and pleasant sound.
"Are you crazy?" You shook your head, protesting hard. "It's about to storm. It's suicide."
"You will suffer a fair worse than death, if we stay here and those sadistic fuckers find you." Law clenched his teeth; it wasn't like he'd wished to have been born as a merman. Why did it matter? They all shared a common beginning, each of them had parents at one time or another, wished for happiness, to be free, to be loved and to enjoy life before they all eventually die. "The longer we wait the less time we have to flee."
The scent of blood and death stepped closer. "You three head back to town." The leader ordered. "I'll check the cliff and reef for any hidden caves and underground nests." He began to stroll through the brush, shinning a flashlight in his hand. "They couldn't have gone far, if she's pregnant with the fishes hellspawn."
The human sounded paranoid and enjoyed spreading fear among his men to force them to obey his cruel command and inhuman methods. Law remained patient, waiting for the human to leave the area and stomping in the opposite direction before sticking his head up to check and see if the coat was clear. We can't wait any longer. He grabbed tight onto his sword and slipped his hat on top of your head for safe keeping. "Ready?"
He scented your silent scream, horror and protest as Law's hold tightened. The sea beckoned him, the cold, cool waters of his birth and its damp darkness. Within seconds Law locked his arms around you and rolled off the cliff, feeling your body tense and cling onto him harder as you both descended below. "It's alright, my love." Law whispered into your ear as the wind howled.
Your misty eyes meeting his stormy, silvers. "I love you, Law." You whimpered, pulling him into a kiss, one filled with desperation.
Law felt his body shift, his bones bending, breaking and re-mending. His scales pushing past the surface of his skin. The pain stole his breath away as he refused to break the kiss. Refused your hot, soothing and tender kiss, filled with love, compassion and sorrow. He broke the kiss, knowing you saw his true form. Accepted him. The male merman other viewed as a monster and stealer of women, the surgeon of death, doctor heart stealer and the angel of death. The creature who held the power to grant one person the gift of immortality at the cost of his own life. A curse that followed him, haunted him, condemned him and led other powerful, greedy, selfish and evil pirates to capture him. "This isn't the end, Y/n." He whispered softly, over the wind, pressing your head back down onto his chest. "The sea will become our salvation. Not our deaths."
You soft and nod your head, closing your eyes. Tears spilling and carried by the wind coming from the west, huge powerful gusts blowing inland from the seaside and it wasn't a heavy downpour yet. You may not have become a navigator, but Nami did ingrain a few key warnings into your bones. Or was it something else, pulling you and Law towards the black, salty sea?
Law steeled his heart, pushing against the fear and terror he sensed and tasted running through his female. Raising a inked and webbed, clawed hand be activated his devil fruit, covering them both in his room. Commanding the salt water of the ocean to surround them like magic, shielding them and cushioning their fall as they crashing into the water. Law felt the air knock out of his lungs as they landed on his back, your weight pressing further into him, causing a hiss of discomfort to release from his chest. He didn't let you go. Even when you tried to scramble away and allow him room to breathe. He stubbornly refused to release you.
Your sheer primitive scream and terror and worry for his safety digging into his body like shards of glass, filling his lungs as he released a half hissing growl of aggression and hiss in response to your struggle, wild and uncontrolled pleading. Law sucked in a deep, calming breath, opening his eyes and meeting your tear-filled, dialed and scared eyes. He knew the whites of his were gone, completely black and his irises gold. "We aren't safe here." He spoke calmy, gently as he could, trying to pull you out of the chaos plaguing your mind. "Come, my love." Law rolled with practice easy, embracing you with your body beneath him as he flicked his tail and propelled forward, swimming away from the cliff and fire. He was exhausted, running on pure adrenaline and instinct alone.
He knew The Heart Pirates and The Tang were close.
He scented his ship up ahead.
And another familiar scent he hadn't felt or smelled in years. The acidic smell of smoke, nicotine, honey suckles, Camilla blossoms and North Blue wind filled his lungs. Cora. A strong surge of joy and hope bloomed through the merman's chest. "Listen, my love." Law whispered softly, tilting your head to meet his gaze. "Focus on listening to my heart." He offered a smile as the whites of his eyes returned and his golds dimmed to the mystical and soul piercing, calm silvers as your gazes met one another. "The sea," he explained, "She's welcoming her daughter home, you." He stopped, rose upright, wrapped your legs around his waist, his hands trailing. One inked hand tangling in your hair and the other cradling your face. "Use me to listen to her sweet melody."
You continue to tremble. Try to listen to the softness of Law's voice. Listen to the ocean's song and melody. Your heart still pounding, thundering and drumming loudly within your chest and echoing in your ears.
Wiping your tears away with the back of his thumb and kissing your forehead, muttering softly, "You are home." He brushes his mouth to the corner of your mouth and jaw, then pulls away. "The sea she's been calling you," Law repeated. "She was trying to lead you to me."
You close your eyes, leaning into Law's warmth, his body heat and the coolness of his skin. You hear something. A soft feminine voice singing, something old and ancient, forgotten language unknown to you. The words and notes wrapping you in a warmth, a welcoming embrace, a hug, a mother holding her child tight and offering comfort, love and protection. It warms your soul, clenches around your heart as another waves of tears falls from your eyes and wetting your lashes.
Law nuzzles the top of your head, humming along with the goddess of the sea, the mother of all sea life.
---- end of chapter 16 ----
Song list: Yoru wa Nemureru kai? (Can You Sleep at Night?) - flumpool, Blessless by Tielle
Took me forever how I wanted to start this chapter. I had already written the escape route months ago and saved it for safe keeping. ;) Thoughts? Reader finally gets to meet Cora!