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Here’s something that I’ve been fighting with for a while - The fourth chapter did not want to come!
The Night We Met - Part 4
You awoke slowly for the first time in a long time. The plush fabric beneath your head and the springy mattress supporting your body was an instant give away you weren’t on the sofa you were supposed to be sleeping on right now.
Rays of light had found their way through the curtains, the heat of their touch warming you almost as much as the chest currently moulded to your spine. The owner of said chest was currently snoring heavily into your ear with his arms wrapped around your stomach.
If you were a gambling woman you’d put good money on his snoring being what woke you, though as you lay in Javier’s arms you can't find it in you to be annoyed at the fact.
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Not Fair - Pt.1
Pairing: William ‘Ironhead’ Miller x Reader
Word Count: 2k - Testing the waters before I dive in.
Warnings: PTSD, cringe, relationship issues.
Summary: Things are different when Will returns home for good. The retired Captain isn’t quite the man he used to be and you’re not sure how to bring back the man you fell in love with.
Note: This is once again self indulgent 💖 I read this head canon from the wonderful @adverbedly and got the idea. I agree that he’d be very gentle and I can’t help but feel that he’d be verging on vanilla in the bedroom but after watching Charlie Hunaam in the gentleman - I knew I wanted to see a more dominant Iron Head. Please excuse the lack of interaction with our boi and my love of brotherly Benny in this first chapter, I had an idea so I ran with it.
You feel it’s important to preface this with the fact that you love your boyfriend, more so than you ever thought possible.
William Miller is your other half, your best friend, your sunshine on a cloudy day; the only thing you’d ever been sure of.
Clichés and song lyrics apart, you love your man to death. Of course you do.
You don’t stay with someone through non-stop deployment, tour after tour for four whole years and then the subsequent post traumatic stress that now stalks his civilian life if you’re not serious about the man you’re with.
You’re his rock and he’s yours.
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Coping Mechanism
Pairing: Javier Peña x F!reader
Word Count: 7.5k
Content Warning: Reference to death, drugs and torture - y'know DEA stuff, heavy smut 18+, slight PTSD.
Note: Well folks, as promised here is my brain child from the past three weeks.
It’s my baby and I really hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Hell, I even made a Spotify playlist of the songs and a goddamn mood board that gave me good vibes whilst writing. I have some potential ideas for a part two in mind if you guys like this, let me know if that’s something you’d be interested in! 😊❤
I have made the switch from my alt account @deadinside-butstill-horny as I honestly have no clue how to use Tumblr and I hated not being able to reply to you guys! (❁´◡`❁)
Inspired by a prompt from the lovely @jedi-jesi ’Hello Love!💖 Can u do 51 with Javi por favor?💕 Prompt 51 - “Can you two save the kissing for later?”
Coping Mechanism: noun Psychology.
an adaptation to environmental stress that is based on conscious or unconscious choice and that enhances control over behaviour or gives psychological comfort. Compare defence mechanism.
Saturday 14th March 1992 - Medellín, Colombia.
You’d seen a lot in your time in the DEA but you’d seen a whole lot worse since your transfer to Colombia. Countless decapitated bodies, multiple policemen gunned down before you; things that made sleep evade you until nights turned into mornings.
Even after all of that you’d never vomited, never once gagged or so much as batted an eyelash at the worst that humanity had to offer.
A stiff upper lip was second nature at this point, it had to be. In your male dominated field a poorly timed gasp told the cavemen you worked with that you weren’t meant to be here and after five years in South America forging yourself a spot down in the trenches you weren’t about to give that up.
Though it would seem that the cruelty of humanity is a bottomless pit and there are always deeper levels of depravity. Ones that even your long tormented brain hadn’t considered. It was like your years building a strong resolve in the face of countless monstrosities had challenged the devil. There was a certain irony, that you imagine El Diablo himself would appreciate, to the fact the most horrific act you’d witnessed was committed by one of the ‘good guys’.
A term you were quickly beginning to realise, was entirely relative.
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Disinhibition
Pairing: Benjamin ‘Benny’ Miller x Reader
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: Injury, bad words, mentions of sex.
Summary: Benny gets injured and loses his filter. (Not that he had much of one to begin with)
Note: This is self indulgent fluff. I regret nothing. I am in love with all of these men.
It was never your idea of a fun Friday night - watching Benny get the ever living shit beaten out of him.
Until six months ago you’d never have even set foot in an event such as this, but here you were, beer in hand watching the brother of your best friend take an uppercut to the face in a fight you think he was winning.
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Not Fair - Pt.1
Pairing: William ‘Ironhead’ Miller x Reader
Word Count: 2k - Testing the waters before I dive in.
Warnings: PTSD, cringe, relationship issues.
Summary: Things are different when Will returns home for good. The retired Captain isn’t quite the man he used to be and you’re not sure how to bring back the man you fell in love with.
Note: This is once again self indulgent 💖 I read this head canon from the wonderful @adverbedly and got the idea. I agree that he’d be very gentle and I can’t help but feel that he’d be verging on vanilla in the bedroom but after watching Charlie Hunaam in the gentleman - I knew I wanted to see a more dominant Iron Head. Please excuse the lack of interaction with our boi and my love of brotherly Benny in this first chapter, I had an idea so I ran with it.
You feel it’s important to preface this with the fact that you love your boyfriend, more so than you ever thought possible.
William Miller is your other half, your best friend, your sunshine on a cloudy day; the only thing you’d ever been sure of.
Clichés and song lyrics apart, you love your man to death. Of course you do.
You don’t stay with someone through non-stop deployment, tour after tour for four whole years and then the subsequent post traumatic stress that now stalks his civilian life if you’re not serious about the man you’re with.
You’re his rock and he’s yours.
Keep reading
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Not Fair - Pt.1
Pairing: William ‘Ironhead’ Miller x Reader
Word Count: 2k - Testing the waters before I dive in.
Warnings: PTSD, cringe, relationship issues.
Summary: Things are different when Will returns home for good. The retired Captain isn’t quite the man he used to be and you’re not sure how to bring back the man you fell in love with.
Note: This is once again self indulgent 💖 I read this head canon from the wonderful @adverbedly and got the idea. I agree that he’d be very gentle and I can’t help but feel that he’d be verging on vanilla in the bedroom but after watching Charlie Hunaam in the gentleman - I knew I wanted to see a more dominant Iron Head. Please excuse the lack of interaction with our boi and my love of brotherly Benny in this first chapter, I had an idea so I ran with it.
You feel it’s important to preface this with the fact that you love your boyfriend, more so than you ever thought possible.
William Miller is your other half, your best friend, your sunshine on a cloudy day; the only thing you’d ever been sure of.
Clichés and song lyrics apart, you love your man to death. Of course you do.
You don’t stay with someone through non-stop deployment, tour after tour for four whole years and then the subsequent post traumatic stress that now stalks his civilian life if you’re not serious about the man you’re with.
You’re his rock and he’s yours.
Keep reading
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Disinhibition
Pairing: Benjamin ‘Benny’ Miller x Reader
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: Injury, bad words, mentions of sex.
Summary: Benny gets injured and loses his filter. (Not that he had much of one to begin with)
Note: This is self indulgent fluff. I regret nothing. I am in love with all of these men.
It was never your idea of a fun Friday night - watching Benny get the ever living shit beaten out of him.
Until six months ago you’d never have even set foot in an event such as this, but here you were, beer in hand watching the brother of your best friend take an uppercut to the face in a fight you think he was winning.
Keep reading
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Disinhibition
Pairing: Benjamin ‘Benny’ Miller x Reader
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: Injury, bad words, mentions of sex.
Summary: Benny gets injured and loses his filter. (Not that he had much of one to begin with)
Note: This is self indulgent fluff. I regret nothing. I am in love with all of these men.
It was never your idea of a fun Friday night - watching Benny get the ever living shit beaten out of him.
Until six months ago you’d never have even set foot in an event such as this, but here you were, beer in hand watching the brother of your best friend take an uppercut to the face in a fight you think he was winning.
Keep reading
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Coping Mechanism
Pairing: Javier Peña x F!reader
Word Count: 7.5k
Content Warning: Reference to death, drugs and torture - y'know DEA stuff, heavy smut 18+, slight PTSD.
Note: Well folks, as promised here is my brain child from the past three weeks.
It’s my baby and I really hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Hell, I even made a Spotify playlist of the songs and a goddamn mood board that gave me good vibes whilst writing. I have some potential ideas for a part two in mind if you guys like this, let me know if that’s something you’d be interested in! 😊❤
I have made the switch from my alt account @deadinside-butstill-horny as I honestly have no clue how to use Tumblr and I hated not being able to reply to you guys! (❁´◡`❁)
Inspired by a prompt from the lovely @jedi-jesi ’Hello Love!💖 Can u do 51 with Javi por favor?💕 Prompt 51 - “Can you two save the kissing for later?”
Coping Mechanism: noun Psychology.
an adaptation to environmental stress that is based on conscious or unconscious choice and that enhances control over behaviour or gives psychological comfort. Compare defence mechanism.
Saturday 14th March 1992 - Medellín, Colombia.
You’d seen a lot in your time in the DEA but you’d seen a whole lot worse since your transfer to Colombia. Countless decapitated bodies, multiple policemen gunned down before you; things that made sleep evade you until nights turned into mornings.
Even after all of that you’d never vomited, never once gagged or so much as batted an eyelash at the worst that humanity had to offer.
A stiff upper lip was second nature at this point, it had to be. In your male dominated field a poorly timed gasp told the cavemen you worked with that you weren’t meant to be here and after five years in South America forging yourself a spot down in the trenches you weren’t about to give that up.
Though it would seem that the cruelty of humanity is a bottomless pit and there are always deeper levels of depravity. Ones that even your long tormented brain hadn’t considered. It was like your years building a strong resolve in the face of countless monstrosities had challenged the devil. There was a certain irony, that you imagine El Diablo himself would appreciate, to the fact the most horrific act you’d witnessed was committed by one of the ‘good guys’.
A term you were quickly beginning to realise, was entirely relative.
Keep reading
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Disinhibition
Pairing: Benjamin ‘Benny’ Miller x Reader
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: Injury, bad words, mentions of sex.
Summary: Benny gets injured and loses his filter. (Not that he had much of one to begin with)
Note: This is self indulgent fluff. I regret nothing. I am in love with all of these men.
It was never your idea of a fun Friday night - watching Benny get the ever living shit beaten out of him.
Until six months ago you’d never have even set foot in an event such as this, but here you were, beer in hand watching the brother of your best friend take an uppercut to the face in a fight you think he was winning.
Keep reading
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It’s me dw homies
REPOST - THE NIGHT WE MET
THE NIGHT WE MET
PART ONE - THE NIGHT WE MET
Pairing: Javier Peña/ Female Murphy!Reader
Words: 5.3k
Summary: Murphy’s sister travels to Colombia after realising Steve might not quite be A-Okay and meets the Javier Peña.
Content Warnings: 18+ Smut-ish (I wouldn’t wanna read it out to my mom), dry humping, dirty talk in Spanish which reader doesn’t understand so does it really count?, gratuitous love of the black shirt from the torture scene.
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MASTERLIST
Author Note: So here is my return to writing! The word count got away from me but I loved every second of it. Always after prompts, so drop me a message on here if you’d like to see anything in particular. If it’s in my wheelhouse, you’ll definitely see it.
Pedro in the black shirt is what inspired me to write this, I can’t lie.
Anon was worried about losing my work when I switched blogs, so fear not. I’m reposting on here but I have no intention of deleting my other blog, it’s where I got my first 200 notes and I’m honestly blown away by it. I’m happy to announce I’m working on a fourth part. I’m not sure when I’ll post it as I’m still coming up with ideas.
If you were brutally honest with yourself, this spur of the moment decision may have been a mistake.
Other people could make these choices and not have that nagging feeling in their gut from the second they booked their fuckin’ airline ticket. You had attempted to grab your crappy life by its metaphorical horns and go and sort this shit show out by yourself, but after your momentary bravery was used up, all that was left was a crippling anxiety that threatened to send you into one of your full scale panic attacks if you thought too hard about the fact you were following your big brother to Colombia.
Yes, Colombia. You, a U.S. national with no particular interest in hunting Pablo Escobar, had decided to vacation in sunny, crime ridden Bogotá on a whim.
You were fuckin’ dumb.
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Posted on my other blog, ay!
Disinhibition
Pairing: Benjamin ‘Benny’ Miller x Reader
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: Injury, bad words, mentions of sex.
Summary: Benny gets injured and loses his filter. (Not that he had much of one to begin with)
Note: This is self indulgent fluff. I regret nothing. I am in love with all of these men.
It was never your idea of a fun Friday night - watching Benny get the ever living shit beaten out of him.
Until six months ago you’d never have even set foot in an event such as this, but here you were, beer in hand watching the brother of your best friend take an uppercut to the face in a fight you think he was winning.
Keep reading
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Me trying to write my 500 word essay:
Fanfic writers pumping out 100k+ word stories:
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Reblog and put in the tags: the fandom for which you read your first-ever fanfic, and which website you found it on.
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HIIII! You’re my favorite writer rn I was wondering if u had any new fics in the works? I’ve just been rereading everything lol
Hiya Lovely,
I’ve just moved over to my main account! @busycryin
I’ve just put out a new fic! Coping Mechanism 😊❤
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MOVED BLOGS
Hey Homies, thankyou so much for all your support.
I’ve moved over to @busycryin
This is where I’ll be posting all of my work from now on!
I really hope you’ll come on the move with me (❁´◡`❁)
I have no clue how to use Tumblr so found it hard to reply to all of your lovely replies on here, so to keep it simple I’m going back to my main account! Don’t worry I won’t delete the blog for now, the Night We Met will stay up, but it is also on AO3.
❤
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Hi Guys!
This is my main account!
May I present you with my new baby, Coping Mechanism.
If you want to give it a follow if you’d like to keep track of my work, this is where I’ll be posting from now on! Thankyou for all of your support ❤😊
Coping Mechanism
Pairing: Javier Peña x F!reader
Word Count: 7.5k
Content Warning: Reference to death, drugs and torture - y'know DEA stuff, heavy smut 18+, slight PTSD.
Note: Well folks, as promised here is my brain child from the past three weeks.
It’s my baby and I really hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Hell, I even made a Spotify playlist of the songs and a goddamn mood board that gave me good vibes whilst writing. I have some potential ideas for a part two in mind if you guys like this, let me know if that’s something you’d be interested in! 😊❤
I have made the switch from my alt account @deadinside-butstill-horny as I honestly have no clue how to use Tumblr and I hated not being able to reply to you guys! (❁´◡`❁)
Inspired by a prompt from the lovely @jedi-jesi ’Hello Love!💖 Can u do 51 with Javi por favor?💕 Prompt 51 - “Can you two save the kissing for later?”
Coping Mechanism: noun Psychology.
an adaptation to environmental stress that is based on conscious or unconscious choice and that enhances control over behaviour or gives psychological comfort. Compare defence mechanism.
Saturday 14th March 1992 - Medellín, Colombia.
You’d seen a lot in your time in the DEA but you’d seen a whole lot worse since your transfer to Colombia. Countless decapitated bodies, multiple policemen gunned down before you; things that made sleep evade you until nights turned into mornings.
Even after all of that you’d never vomited, never once gagged or so much as batted an eyelash at the worst that humanity had to offer.
A stiff upper lip was second nature at this point, it had to be. In your male dominated field a poorly timed gasp told the cavemen you worked with that you weren’t meant to be here and after five years in South America forging yourself a spot down in the trenches you weren’t about to give that up.
Though it would seem that the cruelty of humanity is a bottomless pit and there are always deeper levels of depravity. Ones that even your long tormented brain hadn’t considered. It was like your years building a strong resolve in the face of countless monstrosities had challenged the devil. There was a certain irony, that you imagine El Diablo himself would appreciate, to the fact the most horrific act you’d witnessed was committed by one of the ‘good guys’.
A term you were quickly beginning to realise, was entirely relative.
Keep reading
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