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#tangotek#artnios#i am so tired</33 i want to clean it up better but like hell am i gonna lol . is messy but is also .checks notes Around 37 layers and dont#have that kinda energy </33 am v clearly unfamiliar w animating as its . all over the place . but thats probably ok lol Ok Thats All uhhhh#hermitcraft#i cant think of any other tags i would Want to tack on so . ya .
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In Space With Markiplier - Pt. 2 - sentence starters
1. “Did _____ give up, or did she/he/they move on? All a matter of perspective, I suppose.”
2. “My goodness, what an adventure. I swear, this story never ceases to amaze me.”
3. “It’s good to see you again. Or for the first time, depending on your past choices.”
4. “Was it the nightmare about the spaceship again? That one just keeps coming back, doesn’t it?”
5. “Not really one for romance. Or, at least, that’s what _____ used to say. Right before the divorce.”
6. “I can’t wait for our second date. I know our first one got a little away from us, but this one will be so much better.”
7. “You need to keep your knife clean. You never know when you might need it.”
8. “I guess I owe you an apology. I was wrong. I was wrong about a lot of things.”
9. “I’m tired, ____. I’m very tired. I’ve been trying for so long to fix things. I don’t think I fixed anything at all actually.”
10. “For what it’s worth, you were an excellent captain. You never gave up on your crew. Not even once.”
11. “Why don’t you just take a break? You know, relax. Let’s be honest with ourselves: It’s not like you’ll be able to help, anyway.”
12. “Current ship status: absolutely catastrophic. Just the way you like it.”
13. “Outgunned but not outmatched. Just like old times, eh, _____?”
14. “You used that, didn’t you? Who gave it to you? And also, give it to me. I need it. Please.”
15. “Why? Why do you want to destroy everything? How could you?”
16. “I swear to protect and uphold the laws of nature, no matter what or whom gets in our way. This I swear.”
17. “Do you understand what is going on out there? Do you understand what is at stake? People are dying because of this.”
18. “Sorry. Remodeled recently. This is my kitchen, not my lab.”
19. “I spent all of this time trying to find you, and it’s you that finds me.”
20. “There’s still time to save the universe. There has to be. Otherwise, why are we still here?”
21. “Am I dead? Oh, sorry. I really thought I was dying. I really did.”
22. “Everything has to end, ______. It has to. It doesn’t matter how tightly you hold onto things, they’ll still just slip right through your fingers.”
23. “You’ll always make mistakes. You have to. And that’s okay. I just wish I’d learned that sooner.”
24. “For what it’s worth, I’m glad I got to share this adventure with you.”
25. “Sorry about that. Couldn’t afford to let you make another mistake.”
26. “I can’t undo what you’ve done. Not here, anyway. Or, at least, not now.”
27. “If I could go back, if I could try again, if I could stop you before any of this even started, maybe I could save everyone.”
28. “What the hell was that?! Was that sand? Who throws sand?”
29. “_____, no! You’ll destroy everything! Again!”
30. “Please! This is it! This is the end of everything. Everyone who ever existed is going to get wiped out unless you let me go!”
31. “What have you done? You’ve destroyed us. You destroyed everything.”
32. “____, I’m tired. I don’t know when the last time I slept was. I don’t know if I’ve slept at all. Have you?”
33. “I guess I lost hope. But you didn’t. You never did.”
34. “You look like you’ve been through hell. Yeah, cryo-sleep sucks, but coffee can help.”
35. “And... thank you. For not giving up on me. Just thank you.”
36. “Greetings. You may be wondering where you are and how you got here. Me, too.”
37. “Oh no, it’s fine. Write whatever you want. It’s infinite power, that’s all. No big deal.”
38. “You stupid, stupid fool. Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Actions have consquences.”
39. “Looks like I’ll have to fight my way out of another one.”
40. “Who wants to read a dumb romance that’s just going to remind you of all of your own inadequacies and mistakes and how if you’d just tried a little harder then maybe you would actually deserve to be loved?”
41. “I’ve seen many, many crimes in my time, but I’ll never get used to this.”
42. “Oh, it never gets any easier, but that’s what makes it so fun. Every time is a new experience. Always grisly. Always horrible.”
43. “It’s your first kill, and I don’t want to be greedy. So why don’t you take a stab at it?”
44. “Damn it. The cops. Many, many cops. Were you followed?”
45. “The stabbing’s been the hardest to kick. Everybody just wants to turn around in a place where there’s no guards and no cameras, and I’m just like ‘Hello! Everyone knows I love to stab!’”
46. “Oh my god, it’s you. It’s been - I don’t know how long it’s been, time doesn’t really work the same, but, man, it’s been a while.”
47. “I know this probably isn’t even real, and it’s probably all just one big dream, but I am just so glad we met.”
48. “I won’t take no for an answer. And I won’t take yes, either. No choices at all, really. Haven’t you had enough of those?”
49. “Let me order you a ride, since your previous one seems to have been stabbed by an unknown assailant.”
50. “Oh, ______, that is so sweet, but you know your cooking will kill me.”
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1:33 am
i am so tired!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! im so freaking tired of being so insecure. of being me.
i was so close. so freaking close. i was beginning to think about harming myself again and i was so close. i have been looking at myself in front of my camera for hours now and grabe i hate how fat ive gotten. i dont like it when i gain more weight. i dont want to be in that position again. please.
1:40 am
i couldnt help it. i thought i was feeling numb about 20 minutes ago cause i couldnt cry when i wanted to. and now.. it just happened. and i bit myself as my way of punishing myself. i punched myself earlier but i thought it was nothing but hahahahaha isnt that a way of punishing myself too. how stupid of me
1:50 am
huh who wouldve thought after another 10 mins i would have another lame breakdown for tonight. while crying all these questions started popping into my head n hell i feel stupid
stuff like “what happened to me?” “how did i become so insecure?” “how did i lose myself?” “i used to love myself so much. what happened”
like hell i feel sad for that person. what happened to me. why does it hurt so much being me?????????? i am SO TIRED
lately i was thinking all those sudden breakdowns the previous days only meant that my period was about to come and it did come! so i thought, “aha! i was right! it wasn’t a relapse! i AM getting better!!” then THIS????????? for days or about a week now all ive been doing is be this stupid girl who feels terrible about being herself. i am SO TIRED!!!!! i thought that i was just being lazy when i noticed that i was barely doing the small things such as cleaning my own room or desk but WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME. I THOUGHT I WAS GETTING BETTER AND I AM MAD AT MYSELF FOR NOT BEING OKAY!!!!!!!!!!!
i hate that im spreading this negative energy towards the people who are dear to me. I HATE MYSELF. I AM SO TIRED. IM SO TIRED OF BEING SO MESSED UP. IM TIRED AND I WANT TO RUN AWAY FROM MYSELF BECAUSE I AM TIRED
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hey! can I request a zuko imagine with prompts 15 and 33 from the make a reader swoon list please??
I love these prompts! I hope you enjoy! For those who haven’t read the prompt list, #15 is “I’m asking because I’ve seen the way you look at me” and #33 is “I think you need to tell me the truth and how you feel towards me”.
- Zoe
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Confessions (Zuko x Reader)
Warnings: None
Genre: Fluff, Minor Angst
Part: 1/1
Summary: See request
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Zuko and I’s relationship had always been...complicated. We met on his ship, one year into his search for the Avatar. He was this lanky 14 year old boy who was barking orders like he owned the place. I was just an old family friend that Uncle Iroh took in after my parents abandoned me.
Zuko insisted my presence on his ship was a burden. That hadn’t started us off on the right foot.
Eventually, we grew to have a very hot and cold dynamic. One moment it would be friendly and pleasant and then the next it was tense and aggressive. We had legendary screaming matches that sent the crew into hiding. Two angry firebenders on the same ship was never a good idea.
But, deep down, I knew he cared. I learned very quickly that Zuko was not a man of words, but of actions. So, it was the little things he did that reminded me not to give up on him. Like when he would bring me dinner to my room after an argument or when he would patch me up after sparring.
Sometimes though, I wished he would just tell me how he felt in words.
Actions can easily be misinterpreted. Is it friendly? Is it romantic? Is it spiteful? What does it mean when I catch him staring? What does it mean when he spends hours talking with me into the night? What does it mean when he threatens anyone who insults my honor?
Two years of asking these questions and I was done. I wanted to know. I wanted him to say it so that I could determine what to do with my own feelings. I had an assumption that he did share my feelings, but it was Zuko. He was incredibly hard to read and I didn’t want to confess until I had proof.
I watched as the man in question continued training on the deck. He had been training practically nonstop since he actually encountered the Avatar. I could barely get a moment alone with him. I huffed before storming off the boat and into town. He barely gave me the time of day anymore, which was just another reason I doubted if I was reading the signs right. I wanted a distraction.
We had docked to gather supplies and I decided to browse the stalls before returning back to the ship. I was browsing through a rack of Fire Nation shirts when I bumped hips with someone.
“Oh, I’m sorry!” I apologized, turning to face the person.
He was a sweet looking teenage boy who seemed to be from the Earth Kingdom. He had brown hair and fair skin with bright green eyes. He smiled kindly at me.
“It’s no problem. It was my bad,” he said, holding his hand out for a handshake before saying, “My name is Ren.”
I smiled and took his hand in a polite but firm handshake.
“Y/N,” I replied.
We continued talking for a few minutes. I found out that he was the shop owners son. I told him I was sailing with family in the area. Technically, it was a lie but I didn’t want to tell the truth. Usually, people found out you were sailing with the banished Prince of the Fire Nation and his Uncle, the Dragon of the West, and they treated you differently.
I was enjoying our pleasant conversation when I suddenly felt an aggressive hold on my arm. I didn’t have time to move or say anything before Zuko was speaking.
“Sorry, she has to go,” Zuko growled before yanking me back towards the ship.
I looked over my shoulder at Ren and mouthed an apology before turning angrily to Zuko. He was almost back to the ship before I forced him to stop.
“What the hell was that?” I asked, yanking my arm from his grip and crossing my arms over my chest.
“That boy was from the Earth Kingdom! You’re risking your safety by talking to him,” he snapped, waving his hands around indignantly.
“He had no idea who I was. Besides, if anything you coming in and yanking me away was definitely more suspicious than anything I was doing!” I argued, standing my ground against his stupid excuse.
“You shouldn’t even be talking to random strangers anyways! It’s dangerous,” he continued.
“Ugh! Stop being a jealous asshole and let me have a conversation,” I huffed, pointing my finger at him accusingly.
Zuko scoffed but avoided making eye contact with me.
“I am not jealous,” he insisted.
“Really?” I asked, stepping closer to him with an evil smirk, “So you wouldn’t care if I told you I thought he was attractive?”
He stayed silent and simply glared at me. I could tell I was getting him all riled up, but I didn’t care. I was tired of him playing this back and forth game. Now it was my turn to push his limits.
“You wouldn’t mind listening to me talk about how his eyes shone in the light. Or how his hair ruffled in the breeze. Or that I spent a good amount of time during our conversation imagining what it would be like to kiss him?” I egged him on, stepping closer until I was right by his chest.
He was fuming at this point and I could tell his patience was running thin. He had small plumes of smoke billowing from his nose and his hands were clenched by his sides.
“Enough! That has nothing to do with it,” he said through gritted teeth.
I finally stopped instigating him, knowing I had won this one. I got the reaction I wanted. The small tint of red that dusted his cheeks and the back of his neck told me everything I needed to know.
“I’m sure it doesn’t,” I scoffed before adding, “But, if it makes you feel any better, none of what I said was true.”
“What?” he asked, clearly confused and hesitant to assume.
“I just wanted to see if my assumption was right. You are jealous. Which means you like me. Am I right?” I asked, a confident smirk plastered across my face.
His knuckles were now white from how hard he was clenching them. I could see the sparks of fire dancing around them as he glared at me.
“No I don’t! Why would you ask me that?” he spat out angrily.
“I’m asking because I’ve seen the way you look at me. I’ve seen the way you act when someone like Ren even looks at me. I’ve seen the way you act like a nervous blushing teenager around me. I’m asking because you send me so many mixed signals and I’m tired of guessing!” I exclaimed, my voice strained.
“I...,” he began, but trailed off.
His anger was gone and was now replaced with a mix between embarrassment and shock. He shut his mouth and I could tell by the look in his eyes he was debating what to say.
“I like you, Zuko. Despite you being a jealous, hot headed idiot at time, I really like you. Sometimes you’re so sweet and caring, but then out of nowhere you push me away and pick fights with me for no reason. So, forgive me for being tired of trying to read between the lines,” I said, my eyes watering as I came clean about my own feelings towards him before I added quietly, “I think you need to tell me the truth and how you feel towards me. At least so I can start getting over you.”
I didn’t give him time to respond before I was walking past him towards the ship. I could feel his eyes on me as I disappeared inside the ship, but I didn’t have the heart to look back at him. I simply locked myself in my room to go over the events that had just happened.
I had been so sure that he had liked me back, but perhaps I really had misread the signs. Maybe he was just an awkward teenager who didn’t realize what signals he was giving off. Maybe he really did just see me as a burden. Maybe I had been wrong to think he would ever like me.
It was an hour later before I heard a knock on my door. I sighed and got up to open it, expecting it to be Iroh. I had a small smile on my face as I swung open the door that immediately dropped when I saw Zuko instead. My mouth was agape and my eyes widened.
“Zuko! I-“ I began to say, but I was cut off by his lips crashing down on mine.
His lips were warm against my own and I instantly kissed him back. It was soft and passionate, but not aggressive. I felt his arms wrap around my waist and I allowed mine to hang over his shoulders. I only pulled away when I was out of breath.
“I like you a lot. More than you’ll ever know,” he whispered as he rested his forehead on mine.
“Took you long enough,” I giggled, relief rushing over me at the confession.
He kissed me again and again and again and I smiled against his lips. I didn’t leave his arms for a long time afterwards. We spent the better part of a few hours together just enjoying each other presence once again.
Life had never felt more perfect.
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I Thought We Were Brothers Ch. 1: Wish I Could Relive Every Single Word
Summary: Marvin and Chase have a lot of unspoken grievances between each other and neither of them know what to do about it.
A/N: For Marvin’s birthday. Chapter title from the song “Brother” by Kodaline.
Chapters: 1, 2
Marvin knew he should say something. Anything at this point was better than the growing chasm opening up between him and several of the Septics. J.J and Henrik were civil on a good day but Chase was a different matter.
It started way before time travelers came came back with grim news, or Marvin first voiced the want to train Chase’s daughter in magic. It began with Robbie.
Sweet, innocent Robbie.
Marvin would never apologize or regret raising the young teen from the dead. He couldn’t.
The magician had looked the young man’s mother dead in the eyes and swore that he’d protect Robbie. Had sworn on his magic and own soul that he would do everything in his power to always bring him back to her alive. And Marvin had done just that, he wouldn’t have been able to live with himself if he hadn’t tried.
But that night had left Marvin and Chase on unspoken bad terms. Chase ceased trusting Marvin, had started drinking again, and then cleaned himself up a couple months after. The atmosphere, forever spoiled.
After the incident with the Suits, Marvin had ceased trusting Chase as well. Chase now had a part of Clubs forever buried in his soul, and it showed in little ways. His beard was getting trimmed instead of him just allowing it to go wild until he shaved it back. He’d gotten a gun, a real one, and was hiding it in his room in the base. None of the heroes tried to talk about it, but many of them knew it was there. The marksman sometimes made especially barbed jabs at Marvin when he was tired or too exhausted to keep his filter up. Then there was the matter of Dark.
Marvin had seen the look in Chase’s eyes whenever Damien was on the news. Chase was especially anxious whenever Marvin got near any of Dark’s kids. Even if those kids were King and Host. Dark was more willing to hold long conversations with Chase, and Chase had been caught by Marvin on more than one occasion texting Dark.
There was something growing between Dark and Chase and everyone was too busy walking on eggshells to confront either party about it.
Well Marvin was sick of watching his friend group tear itself apart. He needed to talk to Chase, before the guy did something stupid.
Marvin walked into the comms room. Chase was in there with Tommy and King.
“This job always as borin’[1] as shit?” Tommy asked.
King chuckled, “Yeah but so long as you’re listening to the feed you can be on your phone or work on stuff. Logan and Bing once built a transforming roomba from the ground up during a couple comms sessions. It’s why Logan likes to be in here, he gets his little side projects done.”
While King and Tommy were talking, Chase immediately noticed that Marvin had opened the door and was just staring at him.
“Hey Chase, can we talk?” Marvin asked.
“Logic, takin’[2] a smoke back,” Chase scoffed into the microphone and stood up, “King, yeh[3] have seniority, call us if anythin’[4] happens.”
“Yes, finally!” King smiled in joy and threw his arms up as Tommy groaned in annoyance, flopping back in his chair and rolling his eyes. “I got it!”
Without a word, Chase stepped out and quietly motioned for Marvin to follow him and took him out to the little smoking area. There Chase lit up a cigarette and took a deep lungful of nicotine laced smoke, before even acknowledging Marvin’s presence, “What do yeh[3] want?”
“I wanna talk,” Marvin reminded. “Why do yeh[3] think I followed yeh[3] out here yeh[3] bollocks[5]?”
Chase took a seat, “Fine, what yeh wanna go on about?”[6]
“Look, I know we don’t usually talk, but we need ta[7] talk about somethin’[8],” Marvin told him.
The marksman gave an amused chuckle, “Nah, we don’t have anythin’ ta talk about. Just go back ta yer books Marv.”[9]
“Yeh[3] hate me, so we got shite[10] ta[7] talk about,” Marvin told him.
“You murdered Stacy an’[11] the kids, ‘a[12] course I fookin’[13] hate yeh[3]!” Chase ripped the cigarette out of his mouth and stomped towards him.
Marvin flinched and Chase pulled away, “An’ sure yeh didn’t this time, but yeh did the other times, yeh did before they came back. Yeh set an entire city on fire, killed hundreds ‘a people. What am I supposed ta say ta yeh?”[14]
“I know,” Marvin called back, terror in his voice. “I know an’ don’t know what the fook was wrong with me ta brin’ me ta that point. That is hundreds ‘a thousands ‘a people who did nothin’ ta deserve the horror ‘a fookin’ burnin’ ta death!”[15]
“I don’t remember what was wrong with yeh[3],” Chase shot back, still angry. “I got stuck with that fooker’s[16] feelings, not his memories.”
The two of them fell quiet, the air nasty and injured between them.
Marvin felt like poison was bubbling in this throat. “The fook[17] happened ta[7] us?”
“Yer gonna have ta be specific,”[18] Chase asked curtly.
“I wanted ta[7] learn magic an’[11] hunt ghosts,” Marvin raked his hands down his face. “I didn’t want ta[7] save the world an’[11] deal with the fact I fooked[19] the future so bad it had ta[7] be fixed.”
“Yeah,” Chase frowned, before his phone went off. Chase pulled it out to see a text had shown up. It was Mori, in the water, near some tunnels with a fish in his mouth, the photo taken from the shoreline which meant Memento or Tempus had probably taken the picture.
The picture got a tiny breathy laugh from Chase, and a small smile. His kids seemed to be having fun, they didn’t seem to be getting into some big trouble. Yet, at least.
“They usually text yeh[3]?” Marvin asked, trying to make his tone sound less hostile.
“Yeah,” Chase’s expression turned bittersweet, he started texting Dark with an update. “Helps ta have a second pair ‘a eyes on ‘em. They tend ta slip out ‘a the Manor or the warehouses when Dark’s not watchin’. An’ that’s on a day when Wil doesn’t just sweep ‘em away an’ cause trouble with ‘em.”[20]
“Why are yeh in charge ‘a watchin’ ‘em?”[21] Marvin asked, completely confused. “Can’t those two just rise an’[11] repeat what they did with the other six? I mean if yeh[3] can handle raising six fookin’[13] demons in secret, three seem like no big deal.”
Chase paused, his fingers still. They were going to figure it out eventually. King already knew, he’d confided that in Chase already. “Cause[22] they’re mine, Marv.”
Marvin spent the next minute trying to figure out if Chase was joking, and then another minute trying to figure out how that was possible since they were demons and Chase was still human.
But a nagging feeling tickled the back of his head: was he still human?
Logan and the other Sides had been demons since the first moment he had met them and no one had been the wiser. Not even the Sides, and Marvin should have known. He should have taken one look at Virgil and more importantly Remus and known. Chase could be a demon, he could not know, and fly under every kind of test and radar known to magic itself. Hell, Patton and Roman still came up as humans for those tests.
“Do— Does uh,” Marvin floundered for an adequate response, because what the hell was he supposed to say to that! “Does Dark know?”
“Yeah, he’s the one who told me,” Chase was moving his cigarette back up to his lips. “Don’t know if he told the rest ‘a[12] his kids but they all know too. King said as much.”
“So what now?” Marvin asked.
Chase let out an ugly, contemptuous snort, “What about now?”
“Dark’s got yer[23] kids, is there another custody battle comin’[24] up?” Marvin winced at the memory of Chase’s last custody battle, one he had lost handedly.
“They’re Dark’s kids, he’s the most powerful bein’[25] in all Egoton, there’s nothin’[26] ta[7] fight against, Marv,” Chase dismissed, rolling his cigarette around in his mouth.
“Chase, no yeh can’t just roll o’er an’ just—”[27] Marvin spat.
“Calm yer[23] fookin’[13] tits, Marv,” Chase scoffed. “Dark an’[11] I have somethin’[8] set up. I see ‘em[28] more than I see my human kids.”
Marvin shoved his hands in his pockets, not sure what to do with them. “Okay, that’s good at least. So did yeh an’ Dark talk about stuff then. I know that the Clubs version ‘a yeh was with him in the future.”[29]
“I don’t have a future with Dark anymore,” Chase snarled. “He’s with Wil.”
“Wil cheats on him with practically the entire town,” Marvin reminded.
“I know!” Chase slammed his fist on the bench before raking his fingers down his face. “Yeh[3] think I haven’t noticed that bubblegum bastard perched on his arm, being the fookin’[13] shittiest arsehole[30] in the whole fookin’[13] world?”
Marvin opened his mouth but Chase turned and started on a tirade, “Dark is loyal ta[7] him. He fookin’[13] raised those kids almost by himself. An’[11] what does he get in return? The fooker[31] rips his heart out an’[11] leaves. It pisses me off.”
“I thought they said Wil died?” Marvin asked and all the momentum bled out of Chase’s system.
“Yeah he did,” Chase corrected himself. “Fook![17] I did it again.”
“Did what again?” Marvin asked.
“I say weird thin’s[32], I do weird thin’s[32],” Chase dismissed. “Yesterday I made like three different coffees, one fer me, one fer Eef, an’ another fer Dark. Crank wasn’t e’en in that day, an’ why the hell should I be makin’ a fookin’ coffee fer Dark? I was in the base.”[33]
“Wasn’t future yeh datin’ him or fookin’ him or somethin’?” Marvin asked.
“I think he was gonna[34] propose,” Chase admitted.
Marvin just stared at Chase, “What? How do yeh[3] know?”
“I caught myself lookin’[35] at rings,” Chase admitted. “Tryin’ ta find somethin’ that looks nice with red an’ blue. Not that it’s ‘a any use now.”[36]
“How much do yeh[3] remember or feel?” Marvin asked, coming closer and taking a seat next to Chase.
“I don’t have memories, just his feelin’s[37],” Chase frowned in thought. “Frustration, anger, love. Future me was so smitten with Dark that I know he was killin’ fer him. The weight ‘a my guns feel off now. Whene’er I look at Mori an’ Memento I feel so upset ‘cause they’re with Wil an’ they’re so big an’ it eats at me. Wilford fookin’ stole my kids an’ changed ‘em, an’ I’m supposed ta stand by an’ watch his aura keep changin’ ‘em.”[38]
“Have yeh tried talkin’ ta Dark about this?”[39] Marvin questioned.
“An’[11] tell him what?” Chase demanded. “That I fookin’[13] hate his guts an’[11] I wanna[40] take him out on a date ta[7] this nice curry place I saw on my last patrol at the same time. That I think his boyfriend is awful fer[41] him an’[11] I wanna[40] put a hollow point right between his fookin’[13] eyes?”
Marvin was trying to find some way to comfort or calm Chase down as he kept rambling. “Yah know maybe I should march my arse o’er ta his office an’ tell him that I hate wakin’ up in the morning. That when I wake up, I can’t stand it when my bed is fookin’ empty. That someone is supposed ta be in my bed with me an’ I just lay there fer hours ‘cause I can’t leave until he knows I’m there.”[42]
“Yeah, Marv, Dark would love that,” Chase laughed sadly. “Big, powerful mob boss would love some sad alcoholic who can barely hold himself together long enough ta[7] get out ‘a[12] bed in the mornin’[43]. That’ll really get his attention.”
“Well he must’a liked somethin’ ‘cause he was datin’ yeh,”[44] Marvin tried to offer.
“Wil was dead,” Chase reminded. “He’s alive an’ kickin’ now. Dark’s not gonna e’en look my way if Wil’s alive.”[45]
Marvin and Chase went quiet again. Unsure how to help either of them.
Fortunately for Marvin, he didn’t have to. King called them both back in. City hall wanted Average, Marvin, and Jackie to come in for a meeting.
Marvin saw the tense look in Chase’s eyes but he agreed and the two of them set off to meet Jackie at City Hall.
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Accessibility Translations:
1. boring
2. taking
3. you
4. anything
5. balls
6. Fine, what do you want to talk about?
7. to
8. something
9. Nah, we don’t have anything to talk about. Just go back to your books Marv.
10. shit
11. and
12. of
13. fucking
14. And sure you didn’t this time, but you did the other times, you did before they came back. You set an entire city on fire, killed hundreds of people. What am I supposed to say to you?
15. I know and don’t know what the fuck was wrong with me to bring me to that point. That is hundreds of thousands of people who did nothing to deserve the horror of fucking burning to death!
16. fucker’s
17. fuck
18. You’re going to have to be specific
19. fucked
20. Helps to have a second pair of eyes on them. They tend to slip out of the Manor or the warehouses when Dark’s not watching. And that’s on a day when Wil doesn’t just sweep them away and cause trouble with them.
21. Why are you in charge of watching them?
22. Because
23. your
24. coming
25. being
26. nothing
27. Chase, no you can’t just roll over and just—
28. them
29. Okay, that’s good at least. So did you and Dark talk about stuff then. I know that the Clubs version of you was with him in the future.
30. asshole
31. fucker
32. things
33. Yesterday I made like three different coffees, one for me, one for Eef, and another for Dark. Crank wasn’t even in that day, and why the hell should I be making a fucking coffee for Dark? I was in the base.
34. going to
35. looking
36. Trying to find something that looks nice with red and blue. Not that it’s of any use now.
37. feelings
38. Frustration, anger, love. Future me was so smitten with Dark that I know he was killing for him. The weight of my guns feel off now. Whenever I look at Mori and Memento I feel so upset because they’re with Wil and they’re so big and it eats at me. Wilford fucking stole my kids and changed them, and I’m supposed to stand by and watch his aura keep changing them.
39. Have you tried talking to Dark about this?
40. want to
41. for
42. You know maybe I should march my ass over to his office and tell him that I hate waking up in the morning. That when I wake up, I can’t stand it when my bed is fucking empty. That someone is supposed to be in my bed with me and I just lay there for hours because I can’t leave until he knows I’m there.
43. morning
44. Well he must have liked something because he was dating you
45. He’s alive and kicking now. Dark’s not going to even look my way if Wil’s alive.
#Superhero AU#Masks and Maladies#birthday post#footnotes#Marvin the Magnificent#Chase Brody#angst#Chase is dealing with his feelings#so is Marvin#unrequited feelings
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i was tagged by the wonderfully sweet @besidemethewholedamntime -- thank you so much!! <3 <3 <3
1. What is the color of your hairbrush?
I have a wet brush that’s bright blue, but I also have a hairbrush that’s red!
2. Name a food you never eat
uhhhh...olives, but only when they’re on their own.
3. Are you typical too warm or too cold?
I’m always too cold. always, always, always. my fingers are currently freezing and so are my toes. I think it’s because there’s a loose draft in my room here somewhere, TBH.
4. What were you doing 45 minutes ago?
roses are red // 45 minutes ago // i was writing poetry // and answering all my asks in a row
i’ve been sending people asks in poetry form and they’ve been responding, LOL -- so there’s been a lot of poetry brain going on!
5. What’s your favorite candy bar?
either a nice dark chocolate bar or a green tea kit kat bar!
6. Have you ever been to professional sports event?
I’ve been to a few professional baseball games! gotta get out there and have some mass sports pride. one of these days, my american football team will be good again and I will get those tickets.
7. What is the last thing you said out loud?
some half-hearted mumble-harmonizing to pentatonix’s be my eyes, so something along those lyrics!
8. What is your favorite ice cream?
either black raspberry (s/o to campus!!) or mint chocolate chip :)
9. What was the last thing you had to drink?
a couple of sips of water, hehe
10. Do you like your wallet?
I do! It’s the first “grown-up” wallet I feel like I’ve ever had -- I bought it from camden market last year when I was in london, and it’s a nice pine shade of green and made of cork. unfortunately, because i bought it in london, it also means that it doesn’t hold american currency quite as well, but it’s okay, i make do, LOL!
11. What is the last thing you ate?
my dad made spaghetti bolognese and I ate that with a hecking ton of bread. it was fantastic :)
12. Did you buy any new clothes last weekend?
unfortunately, no :( i can’t remember the last time I bought new clothes. maybe january? february? before the pandemic started.
13. What’s the last sporting event you watched?
I think...I know it was definitely a pats game, and I’m pretty sure we lost, so it’s somewhere along the lines of pats v. ravens, I think
14. What is your favorite flavor of popcorn?
extra buttery, even though it would probably murder me :’)
15. Who is the last person you send text message to?
@aleksandrachaev, and it was two thumbs-up emojis, LOL.
16. Ever been camping?
I have! I went a long time ago, like nine years ago long ago, I think somewhere out west? I slept on an air mattress, went to an outdoor bathroom, all that fun jazz! and the bug bites, LOL.
17. Do you take vitamins?
my mom: so you’ve got the probiotic, the vitamin c and the biotin...
18. Do you regularly attend a place of workship?
I don’t -- my dad used to go to church regularly, but other than that, I’ve never been to church and we’ve never been as a family.
19. Do you have a tan?
i don’t know how this happened but I literally still have shorts tan from like, august. it is the middle of november, someone tell me how I got here. a couple of years ago, I burnt so badly on a trip to LA I was still seeing the tan months later, LOL. and most of the time, I have some fair flip-flop tan!
20. Do you prefer chinese or pizza?
chinese, because pizza has the ability to murder me
21. Do you drink your soda through a straw?
it it’s a takeout cup, then odds are good i’m drinking it through a straw, but other than that nope :)
22. What color socks you usually wear?
white or grey, I think? i have some funky colored ones but i’m trying to change that
23. Do you ever drive above the speed limit?
i’m having flashbacks to a conversation I had with a friend who laughed at me for going five miles above the speed limit -- yes, I do, but only the allowed five miles above the speed limit and none more
24. What terrifies you?
oh, no, you don’t want to ask me that, we’d be here all day...being abandoned, I guess? being left by the people I care about, becoming too attached to people because they can leave and hurt me, spiders, heights, the pandemic, being hated, being alone...my own emotions, sometimes.
25. Look to your left, what do you see?
my tubby nugget! he smiles at me, and I feel a lil better :)
26. What chore do you hate the most?
i literally could not tell you how much I hate cleaning the grout in our bathroom tile. it is a CHORE.
27. What do you think when you hear Australian accent?
the hemsworth brothers, but also someone I met abroad who was from perth and had the same name as me, LOL
28. Whats your favorite soda?
ginger ale!
29. Do you go in a fast food place or just hit drive through?
depends on where I’m hitting, tbh -- if i’m in a hurry, we’re going straight through the drive-thru. but if it’s an event, then we’ll go in! have a fun time. sit for a while and talk.
30. What’s your favorite number?
i don’t think I have one, actually?
31. Who’s the last person you talked to?
my dad, I’m pretty sure -- we talked about pandemic unemployment assistance :)
32. Favorite meal?
sushi, or whenever my mom makes steamed chicken. (i’m realizing it’s been so long since I’ve had that chicken and now I’m sad)
33. Last song you listed to?
for real by lana condor
34. Last book you read?
confucius jane by katie lynch, just to see if the lesbians stood up to the pedestal i’d put them on -- and hell yeah, they did!
35. Favorite day of the week?
right now, thursdays, because thursday is grey’s day!
36. Can you say alphabet backwards?
probably, if you gave me enough time to think about it
37. How do you like your coffee?
like i like my men -- from afar, some of them are pretty, but do I actually like them? no
38. Favorite pair of shoes?
either my gray ankle boots I got a couple of years ago or my ‘gay lesbian snow boots’ that I use when it’s snowing something awful out, LOL!
39. Time you normally get up?
i’m supposed to be up at 8 am, but I’m usually up anywhere between 9 and 10am. I...need to change that, LOL.
40. What do you prefer, sunrise or sunset?
i love both! but I like sunset because I’ve never specifically woken up to see the sunrise, i’ve only seen it out of coincidence because I pulled an all nighter to do work
41. How many blankets on your bed?
three, at the moment -- a costco blanket, my college blanket and a five-below blanket
42. Describe your kitchen plates.
white with a floral border
43. Describe your kitchen at the moment.
it’s lived-in -- we have a side table that’s always at the risk of a collapsing, a power strip that runs a kettle, microwave and toaster oven (you can never run two of them at once otherwise the strip shuts off), kitchen mats that will never get rid of their crumbs and a healthy, healthy pantry!
44. Do you have a favorite alcoholic drink?
either pink moscato wine or a rekorderlig cider!
45. Do you play cards?
i used to a lot, when I was younger! when I got older I stopped finding people to be able to play them with, unfortunately.
46. What color is your car?
silver! (even though I share it with my sister)
47. Can you change a tire?
no, but I’d definitely like to learn :)
48. Your favorite state or province?
new york or california, honestly. probably california. it’s the place I’ve felt the most free :)
49. Favorite job you’ve had?
i’ve had a lot of internships but not a lot of jobs, but I’d probably have to say it was the one I had at dunks -- so many funny things and stories came out of it, and now I have enough barista experience to power my coffee shop fics for a lifetime!
tagging: @agentmmayy @nazezdha321 @sadtunes @a-biochemist-not-a-bird @browneyedgenius @daisylincs @aleksandrachaev @missinglittlebritishfriend @hannahxowen @genderfluid-and-confuzled and anyone else that I missed -- you’re it!! (i’m truly sorry if I forgot you, I haven’t slept a lot in the last couple of nights fhdskjfhs)
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CHARACTER STUDY
Tagged by lovely @pd3 ❤️ and maybe someone else but.... 🤷♀️
@faithchel @ja-crispea @smithandrogers @shelliechen @v3ryvelvet @veinereastath @dieguzguz @f0xyboxes @fadedjacket @risenlucifer @tomexraider @fromathelastoveritaserum @goodboiboomer-fc5 @geronimo-11
I made it as my OC's would answer this ask game, so go ahead and read if you want to know more about them or how they interact.
LAYER 01: THE OUTSIDE
NAME: Hope Amelia Lansdowne but Hope is enough.
EYE COLOUR: It's mix of blue and green, but more of blue.
HAIR STYLE / COLOUR: Long, wavy blond hair, but I like to comb it into a bun or a ponytail.
HEIGHT: 5′6″
CLOTHING STYLE: I usually wear comfortable things like T-shirts, pants, combat boots and of course my military jacket. But you won't find anything fancy like dress in my closet.
BEST PHYSICAL FEATURE: *shrugs* Don't know, whole body i guess. I'm trying to be fit.
LAYER 02: THE INSIDE
FEAR: Lose the ones I love.
GUILTY PLEASURE: I got drunk once so hard with mates, Sharky and Hurk that you don't even want to know where we woke up the next day. A week after our little meeting, I felt still little dizzy. But I would never trade my two to ride and die. NEVER.
BIGGEST PET PEEVE: My plane!! You can look at it but don't touch it.
AMBITIONS FOR THE FUTURE: Live life to the fullest and enjoy every moment with our loved ones.
LAYER 03: THOUGHTS
FIRST THOUGHTS WAKING UP: Glaring at those little numbers on my alarm clock and whisper “I hate you” but then *sighs* I remember all the things that awaits me that day and somehow, I get out of bed.
WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT MOST: If I will have the strength to get up the next day.
WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT BEFORE BED: My baby!! I usually fall into bed and instantly fall asleep.
WHAT THEY THINK THEIR BEST QUALITY IS: My flying skills and maybe my humour. There is nothing better than being sarcastic to someone who you don’t like. Or if I won fight over men twice my size.
LAYER 04: EITHER OR
SINGLE OR GROUP DATES: I don't do dates, and quite frankly, I don't even have time for it. But if I have to choose, I prefer single.
TO BE LOVED OR RESPECTED: Can't I choose both? I think they're both corresponding.
BEAUTY OR BRAINS: Brains, definitely.
DOGS OR CATS: Both, take a look at Bommer and Peaches. They're both so adorable.
LAYER 05: DO THEY
LIE: Who hasn't? I try to be honest but sometimes some situations requires it.
BELIEVE IN THEMSELVES: What kind of bloody question is that? *frowns* Of course, I believe in myself.
BELIEVE IN LOVE: If you meet the right one, go ahead. Though, I was not so lucky.
WANT SOMEONE: Why are you asking? You offer?
LAYER 06: HAVE THEY
BEEN ON STAGE: Nope.
DONE DRUGS: Sharky has a lot of stuff, but I keep my hands off it, so no.
CHANGED WHO THEY WERE TO FIT IN: I don't need to pretend in front of anyone to fit in. I am who I am and I will never force myself.
LAYER 07: WHAT'S THEIR
FAVORITE COLOR: Don't have one.
FAVORITE ANIMAL: Wolves, I adores them.
FAVORITE BOOK: *shrugs* I don't read much, but when I do, I read what's first hand.
FAVORITE GAME: If you consider games where you drink a lot, then yes. *shifts in her seat* Hey, you should come to Spread Eagle with me sometimes and we can play our drinking games. Hurk will bring his liquor he got from many journeys he survived and Mary will make her famous cocktails.
LAYER 08: AGE
DAY THEIR NEXT BIRTHDAY WILL BE: 24th September
HOW OLD THEY WILL BE: 25
LAYER 09:
I LOVE: Flying, I have flying in my blood, or just being in lap of nature.
I FEEL: *sighs* Tired of your questions.
I HIDE: My bourbon! You wouldn't believe how hard it is for me to bring it here unseen. Especialy from Sharky cause he will drink anything he can see.
I MISS: My parents. I didn't get a chance to say goodbye with them one last time or go to their funeral.
I WISH: To be done with this so I could go.
LAYER 01: THE OUTSIDE
NAME: Marcus Adam Lansdowne but Marcus is fine.
EYE COLOUR: Blue
HAIR STYLE / COLOUR: Short-cut blond, short on the sides and up here *combing his hair* I have to comb it back or hold it with something, usually cap helps me.
HEIGHT: 6′1″
CLOTHING STYLE: T-shirts, pants but also something elegant like suits. But I wear them only at special occasions.
BEST PHYSICAL FEATURE: Arms, for sure. But Avery, my wife, will tell you something else.
LAYER 02: THE INSIDE
FEAR: My family above all. All I have left is my sister and my loving wife. So if you so much as look at both of them in the wrong way, *leanes closer in his seat* then, you and I have a problem, mate.
GUILTY PLEASURE: You would believe me but singing while playing on my guitar.
BIGGEST PET PEEVE: When I lose something and Avery or Hope says, "Well, where was the last place you had it?" Seriously? That's being helpful? If I knew the last place I had it, it wouldn't be lost, now would it?
AMBITIONS FOR THE FUTURE: I don't know. I have everything I need and don't need anything else.
LAYER 03: THOUGHTS
FIRST THOUGHTS WAKING UP: Time in the army taught me to get up early so, next question.
WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT MOST: Family
WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT BEFORE BED: What kind of question is this? *frowns* The bed equals rest. What else should I think about? Oh you mean. *clears his throat* Next one.
WHAT THEY THINK THEIR BEST QUALITY IS: Strength, devotion, intellect.
LAYER 04: EITHER OR
SINGLE OR GROUP DATES: I don't know what you want from me anymore.
TO BE LOVED OR RESPECTED: Respect from others and love from family.
BEAUTY OR BRAINS: Brains.
DOGS OR CATS: Dogs.
LAYER 05: DO THEY
LIE: I hate it when people lie to my face, but I'm not an innocent either.
BELIEVE IN THEMSELVES: Yes, I do.
BELIEVE IN LOVE: Yes
WANT SOMEONE: *quirks his eyebrows* I'm hapilly married. Avery is only one I want.
LAYER 06: HAVE THEY
BEEN ON STAGE: No
DONE DRUGS: Never in my life.
CHANGED WHO THEY WERE TO FIT IN: No.
LAYER 07: WHAT'S THEIR
FAVORITE COLOR: Dark blue, black, dark green.
FAVORITE ANIMAL: Wolves, dogs, I don't know.
FAVORITE BOOK: I don't know, but the last time I read something was by Faulkner.
FAVORITE GAME: Hope once took me to one of their gatherings in Falls End and it didn't go so well. Although, I had fun like never before, but I have never had such hangover in my life. And I have to warn you about Sharky's home-made liquor. Strong as hell.
LAYER 08: AGE
DAY THEIR NEXT BIRTHDAY WILL BE: 2nd February
HOW OLD THEY WILL BE: 33
LAYER 09:
I LOVE: Enjoying days with my family and friends or spending time in the woods.
I FEEL: Fine
I HIDE: Nothing you need to know about.
I MISS: Parents. I miss them very much.
I WISH: To stop asking me these odd questions.
LAYER 01: THE OUTSIDE
NAME: Hayley Louise Moore but friends calls me Hale.
EYE COLOUR: Olive green
HAIR STYLE / COLOUR: Semi-long chocolate hair and at the ends it turns into soft waves.
HEIGHT: 5′5″
CLOTHING STYLE: It's usually a blouse and a pencil skirt, but also a dress. But what I love most are my sweaters and sweatpants, which I wear in the late evenings while reading books.
BEST PHYSICAL FEATURE: I run around the docks every morning so I'd say legs. Nature here isn't like in Atlanta or New Orleans, but it's much more beautiful.
LAYER 02: THE INSIDE
FEAR: *laughs* Well, my husband's flying. Like, I'm not afraid of flying, but the last time he took me with him and he did his wild stunts like front flips or whatever he calls it, I almost killed him after we landed. I'm not kidding. *shift in her lovechair* Affirmination and I are not friends.
GUILTY PLEASURE: Dancing while vacuuming or cleaning the ranch.
BIGGEST PET PEEVE:
AMBITIONS FOR THE FUTURE: Seeing my kids grow up into the wonderful adults we're with John trying to raise.
LAYER 03: THOUGHTS
FIRST THOUGHTS WAKING UP: New day new beginning. Morning is my favourite time of day.
WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT MOST: Kids, Family, you know stuff like this.
WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT BEFORE BED: Sleep, only sleep, and maybe something else, *whisper while leaning closer* but that's not appropriate.
WHAT THEY THINK THEIR BEST QUALITY IS: My persuasive skills. I always get what I want because I learned from the best, I know.
LAYER 04: EITHER OR
SINGLE OR GROUP DATES: Single, certainly single. Actually I think I've never been to a group dates before.
TO BE LOVED OR RESPECTED: Both
BEAUTY OR BRAINS: Brains. No matter how handsome or beautiful you are, I care how you will deal with difficult situations so I choose brains.
DOGS OR CATS: Cats
LAYER 05: DO THEY
LIE: Not often, but only here and there.
BELIEVE IN THEMSELVES: Yep.
BELIEVE IN LOVE: I do.
WANT SOMEONE: Why are you asking? Only my husband.
LAYER 06: HAVE THEY
BEEN ON STAGE: Nope
DONE DRUGS: No, it will completely destroy your brain.
CHANGED WHO THEY WERE TO FIT IN: I've never been able to pretend who I'm not, so no.
LAYER 07: WHAT'S THEIR
FAVORITE COLOR: I don't have a favourite colour, but my wardrobe mostly consists of soft colours and black and white combination.
FAVORITE ANIMAL: Cats because of their eyes.
FAVORITE BOOK: Fitzgerald. I love Great Gatsby.
FAVORITE GAME: I don't play games much. I'm not very good at them.
LAYER 08: AGE
DAY THEIR NEXT BIRTHDAY WILL BE: 15th August
HOW OLD THEY WILL BE: 27
LAYER 09:
I LOVE: Watching my husband cook, because have you seen someone like him work around in the kitchen? *glances behind her shoulder* I just adore him.
I FEEL: Good
I HIDE: My cookies!! Listen, I love Jacob, he is my favourite brother in law but he always eats almost everything on plate before I can. I have to be fast if I want at least one or two cookies from Faith.
I MISS: Every now and then I miss my life in Atlanta and my best friend Nadia. *sighs* God, you should meet her, you’d love her.
I WISH: To have at least one of those delicious cookies cause my brother in law just came so if you don't mind I will go.
#oc ask thing#oc asks#oc hope amelia lansdowne#oc markus adam lansdowne#oc hayley moore#fc5oc#Thank you for tagging me ❤️#my oc's
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Mission Accomplished - George Weasley x Reader
A/N: I’mmmm back! I wrote this requested imagine at you guessed it, crackhead hours. It turned out a lot longer than I thought it would, but I think I like it. As always, leave feedback! Xoxo
Request: @iluvharrypotter172 Could you do 33 from the fluffy prompt list with George Weasley x reader preferably with the reader saying it to George. Thanks in advance!
Prompt: “how’s the hangover?” (#33)
Triggers: Cursing, Drinking
Word Count: 2,295
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I woke up with a splitting headache. And I mean splitting. I painfully pushed myself into a sitting position from my spot on the floor and glanced around my surroundings. I was sandwiched between the twins’ beds, covered in a heap of blankets and pillows. The occupants of the two beds both snored peacefully, making me feel almost guilty for what I was about to do. Almost.
“Accio,” I whispered, summoning a metal pot from the kitchen. I steeled myself and banged the pot onto the metal railing of the beds. I winced.
“Shit.” Two voices cussed simultaneously as the twins woke up.
“Morning Weasleys,” I said, wincing again. That had not been my best idea. “How’s the hangover?” I said, throwing a hand-knit pillow at the younger twin as he sat up. He attempted to bat it away and missed. It him square in the face. I chuckled as he groaned.
“I haven’t felt this awful since Madame Pomfrey made me drink an entire bottle of Skele-Gro in the third year,” George said, flopping back down onto his bed. “I don’t remember a thing from last night.”
I sighed. “I don’t either.”
“Well that tends to happen when you drink an entire bottle of Firewhiskey,” Fred said, rolling his eyes. I stuck my tongue out at him and tried to go back to sleep.
Most days, everyone loved mornings at the Burrow were my favorite. Today was not one of those days. For George and I at least. Everyone else seemed perfectly fine. In fact, Harry, Ron, and Hermione had gotten up early to make everybody breakfast, since Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were still out of town.
“Just coffee for me, thanks,” said George.
“George, you had better eat something or you’ll just feel worse,” Hermione said, sliding a plate of toast his way. “You too, Y/N,” she said, frowning and adding more toast to the plate. George mumbled something into his plate that sounded a lot like ‘Thanks mum’.
“How come you’re so chipper?” I said to Hermione. “In fact, how come all of you seem fine while I feel like my actual brain is bleeding?”
“Because we didn’t drink an entire bottle of fire-whiskey last night,” Charlie said, chuckling. Shit. An entire bottle? I thought Fred had been joking. I didn’t even want to know what happened last night.
“We might liquor you up more often Y/N, if it makes things as interesting as last night was,” said Ginny, grinning at me.
“What does that mean?” George said, looking alarmed.
“Yeah Ginny, what does that mean?” I asked.
“Let’s just say you two had a lot more than anybody else,” Ron said, looking up from his food. Fred, who was sitting next to him, smacked him on the head. Ron looked sheepish. I looked at George, who shrugged and mouthed, no clue.
“Seriously guys, what happened last night?” I said, looking around the table.
“Yeah we deserve to know,” George said indignantly. “Fred, are you really not going to tell me?”
“Sorry Georgie, I can’t help you if you don’t remember,” his twin said with a smile and a shrug.
“I guess you two will just have to figure it our yourselves,” Harry said.
“All right listen up you lot, I am tired and I am hungover. I am not in the mood for what ever this little game is. So what the hell happened last night?” I said sternly, looking around the table again. Ginny, Ron, Harry, Hermione, Fred, and Charlie all stayed silent. I groaned. “Fine,” I said. I got up to go back upstairs, only to be stopped by Hermione.
“Hold up Y/N, Mrs. Weasley left us chores. Plus, we’ve got a lot of cleaning up to do from the party, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley get back from St. Mungo’s tomorrow.” She then gave us a list of chores that we had to do, half left for us by Mrs. Weasley, and half to hide the evidence of the party we had last night. I had to de-gnome the garden with Ginny, then clear out the broom shack (where we hid most of the rubbish and alcohol from the party) with Fred and George.
Not that de-gnoming the garden was ever pleasant work, but a bad hangover and Mid-July heat made it so much worse.
“Ginny, come on, you have to tell me. What the hell happened last night? And what was Ron on about this morning?” I asked, watching her as she flung a particularly fat gnome over the Burrow’s walls. She glanced over at me.
“I’m not supposed to tell you,” she said in a sing-song voice.
“You’re in a good mood, I said, changing the subject. “Has that got anything to do with me seeing Harry leaving your room this morning?” She looked over at me and grinned.
“It might,” she said. “But you shut up about that. I don’t want to know what’ll happen to Harry if any of my brother hear.” Perfect.
“I might be persuaded to keep my mouth shut,” I said innocently. “If my best friend was to clue me in on the happenings of last night. Otherwise, who knows what might slip out.” I grinned and shrugged my shoulders. Ginny rolled her eyes at my and flung another gnome over the wall.
“You wouldn’t dare,” she said. “Because then I would be forced to let slip to a certain one of my brothers that you have a crush on them.” Ginny grinned as I went pink.
“I regret telling you that every day,” I grumbled. I took my frustration out on a gnome that was attempting to escape from its relocation. It sailed a good 30 yards beyond the wall. Ginny giggled.
“Relax, you know I’d never tell,” Ginny said. “Unless I was bored,” she added. “I’m only joking!” she said as I shot her a look. “Anyways, you’re in luck. I’m rather cross with my dear brother Fred at the moment, since he tried to force a very drunk Harry to make an Unbreakable Vow that he would never kiss me again.”
“How does that help me with my situation?” i asked.
“It helps you,” she said, “because i am not in the mood to help Fred with another one of his plots at the moment. It was his idea to keep you and George from knowing what happened last night. Which means I’ll tell you what happened last night.”
“Oh thank God. So once again, what the hell happened last night and why is everyone being so weird?”
“Well, I’m sure you remember, the party started pretty much the moment Mum and Dad left the house. You drank about half a bottle of Firewhiskey, which is when I’m pretty sure your memory stops.” I nodded. She was probably right. “And George,” she continued, “well he had about an entire bottle of Firewhiskey. He was gone about an hour after you, right about when Ron said he wanted to go swimming.”
“Which is when we went to the lake,” I said, remembering someone jumping into water last night. Ginny looked at me, alarmed.
“You remember last night?” she asked.
“No, no, I just had a flash of...Charlie, I think, jumping into the lake. Anyways what happened next?” I asked, looking at Ginny.
“Well, once we got to the lake Fred suggested we play Wizard’s Truth or Dare.”
“Wait, what the hell is Wizard’s Truth or Dare?” I interrupted.
“A game Fred claims to have invented. It’s practically muggle truth or dare, except Charlie or Fred, since no one trusted you or George with a wand, would hex you if you whimped out of dare and put Veritaserum in your drink if you chose truth.”
“Sounds like a fun game. But how does it relate to people keeping last night a secret from George and I?” I asked.
“Well, you got a dare to spin the bottle around the circle, and George got upset. He said no one else in the circle or anywhere else was gonna kiss his girl, and you said you weren't his girl, and then he kissed you.”
“What?” I said. Ginny suddenly looked uncomfortable.
“You guys kissed and then that’s when everyone kinda decided the party was over. Fred told us we weren’t supposed to say anything because it was clear you guys weren’t going to remember anything in the morning and we all agreed it would better if you guys didn’t know. That’s why everyone was acting so weird this morning.” To say i was confused was an understatement. After a while i just said,
“Well - that’s a lot to take in.”
“What’s a lot to take in?” Fred said, walking down the steps to the garden with George. Damn he looked good - even hungover.
“The rules of Wizard’s Truth or Dare,” I said quickly, watching George go a little pale.
“Oh that’s Georgie’s new favorite game,” he said, clapping his brother on the back. George glared at him. Fred shrugged glancing around garden. He clapped his hands together. “Time for new chores little ones!” I groaned. As bad as de-gnoming the garden was, at least it was outdoors. Normally, I would look forward to being crammed in a small, cramped space with George, but not after what I just learned. I hoped he didn’t know, or it would be a very awkward hour.
“That’s not the right attitude,” Fred said, shaking his head at me. I faked a smile at him. “That’s the spirt. Now I’m going to go help Ickle Ronniekins clean up the lake.”
“No Fred, you’re supposed to clear out the shack with George and I,” I shouted at his retreating figure.
“Plans change Y/L/N. Turns out the damage we did at the lake was a lot worse than we thought. Besides,” he yelled. “I’m sure you two have a lot to talk about!”
“What’s the supposed to mean?” I said under my breath. George heard me.
“Ginny didn’t tell you?” George said, speaking for the first time. i looked over at him as we made our way to the broom shack
“Tell me what?” I asked. I knew what he was referring to, but I wanted to hear him say it. Maybe I would be able to tell how he felt about it. I still wasn’t sure how I felt about it myself. Of course I liked him. I’d had a crush on George for the longest time. But it would just be so horrible if we kissed and he didn't feel the same way about me. Not to mention, our friendship would be practically ruined.
"Y/N,” he said, waving his hand in front of my face.
“Oh sorry what did you say?” We stopped walking as we reached the broom shack, and I stepped into the cramped, dark space. I felt George step in behind me. I turned to look at him. George sighed.
“I said...” He paused scratching behind his ears, which had began to go red. “Well, apparently we weren’t supposed to know, but it was easy enough to get out of Ron. But we uh- we kissed last night,” he said quickly, looking down at the floor.
“I know,” I said, turning around and grabbing the empty bottles as an excuse not to look at George.
“You know?” he asked, confused. “Then why did you make me tell you?”
Now it was my turn to stutter. “Well- I just- I wanted to see if they told you the same story.” He looked at me.
“Y/N, I’ve known you since we were seven years old. I can tell when you’re lying. What was the reason?” I sighed.
“I wanted to see how you felt about it.” I looked anywhere but his eyes.
“Oh,” he said looking surprised. “I mean I thought that part was pretty obvious. I’ve been wanting to do that forever. I was just always to scared you wouldn’t feel the same way, and that it would ruin our friendship.” He sighed again. “Some Gryffindor I am, needing a bottle of Firewhiskey to kiss the girl I fancy.” I snapped out of the daze I had entered when he started talking. George fancied me? “Anyways,” he said. “I’m so sorry. I really didn’t mean to make you feel awkward, and i would never want to ruin our friendship-”
“George,” i said, laughing, cutting off his rambling. I pressed a kiss to his lips. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do that?” He blinked. “Forever.” He smiled, and wrapped his arms around my waist.
“Forever?” he asked.
“Yeah.”
“Well then this worked out rather well, didn’t it?” he said, leaning down.
“Yes, I would say it did,” I replied, connecting our lips again.
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“Do you think we should tell them that they didn’t actually kiss last night?” asked Ginny, watching Y/N and George walk out of the broom shack hand in hand. She looked over at her brother.
“No I don’t think so,” her brother said, his eyes still on the couple. “Besides, if we hadn’t done something, those two never would have told each other they had feelings for one another. And I don’t think I could’ve taken much more of George’s whining about her. ‘Oh Fred, I like her so much, her hair smells so good, do you think she likes me too?’ Merlin, it never stopped!”
“Do you think Y/N didn’t talk about him all the time too? ‘Do you think he noticed me in Qudditch today? Did you know George held my hand today?’ Honestly, it’s a miracle they were able to admit they had feelings to each other even with the plan. My god, they are so blind.”
“But the plan worked, sis. Mission accomplished.”
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AM Conversations : chapter 43
A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA
CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13 || CHAPTER 14 || CHAPTER 15 || CHAPTER 16 || CHAPTER 17 || CHAPTER 18 || CHAPTER 19 || CHAPTER 20 || CHAPTER 21 || CHAPTER 22 || CHAPTER 23 || CHAPTER 24 || CHAPTER 25 || CHAPTER 26 || CHAPTER 27 || CHAPTER 28 || CHAPTER 29 || CHAPTER 30 || CHAPTER 31 || CHAPTER 32 || CHAPTER 33 || CHAPTER 34 || CHAPTER 35 || CHAPTER 36 || CHAPTER 37 || CHAPTER 38 || CHAPTER 39 || CHAPTER 40 || CHAPTER 41 || CHAPTER 42
NOTES:
-one chapter is her pov, the next is his.
-4k
-im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it.
-there WILL be smut. but not only smut.
-this is a romance, comedy, smut story.
-for the summary, check my MASTERLIST.
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- note for this chapter: i wanted to post this chapter quickly because it followed the other. but i promise a LOT of fluff in the next few chapters!!! super super fluff with lots of love and affection!! :D
no request for this chapter but I promise a few in the next!
Chapter 43 : Her chapter
OLIVIA
I was exhausted when everyone left and we both walked to Niall's room slowly without sharing a word. I got undressed and put a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt on and when I turned around, I realized he was doing the same thing, jumping slightly to pull his pants up.
"Can I ask you something random?" he wondered, without looking at me.
The fact that his eyes wouldn't meet mine made me frown and I just licked my lips, shrugging a shoulder.
"You can ask me anything, you know it."
I kept looking at him but he was just standing on his side, looking at the wall in front of him as he put his shirt on and I felt my heartbeats accelerate. I didn't know what he wanted to ask, and I didn't know why he was avoiding my gaze, but it started stressing me. He cleared his throat and looked down at his wrist as he took his watch off.
"While I was gone did you... I mean, you spent a lot of time with Louis so I was wondering if you had... thought about him in a... sexual way."
My lips parted in shock as I kept staring at my boyfriend. I probably remained quiet for a bit too long because he finally turned to me, his eyes meeting mine.
"So?"
"Why would you ask me that?" I frowned more, wondering where exactly that came from.
"And why won't you answer?"
Something instantly seemed to click inside me and my traits softened as my heart twisted in my chest. I took a step closer and shook my head lightly as he kept looking at me. I didn't want to have this discussion. I was tired, a bit sad because of all the comments I had read online about me and the last thing I needed were those kinds of questions, but I felt like it was deeper than it seemed and it hurt me in a way I couldn't explain.
"You're asking me that because you did... you wanted to fuck someone else when you were gone. Maybe more than one girl, too." I let out so low, watching his face change. "You said you didn't cheat on me but you... you wanted to do it."
"Okay so I thought about shagging one random girl after being away from you for weeks, it means nothing!" he quickly let out, his voice a bit louder than I expected. "But you! You thought about one of my best mates fucking you! Maybe even here! In my house!"
"I never said I thought about him like that!" I argued, raising my voice too and taking a step forward. "You know I love you!"
"This is not about love! It's about sex!"
"You said it was linked!" I let out, almost screaming. His face changed again and I could swear I read guilt all over it. I swallowed hard and my voice got back to a normal tone. "Remember? You said it's normally not linked but that this relationship was different."
"Did you or did you not think about Louis like that?" he asked again, ignoring my comment.
I blinked a few times, trying to remember the feelings and thoughts i may have had when I spent time with Louis but to me, it was ridiculous.
"Does it make you feel better?" I asked, shaking my head a bit, not believing we were having this discussion. "Would it make you feel better to know you're not the only one who wanted to fuck someone else? So you can stop feeling guilty for flirting with that girl in an other country while I was here waiting for you to call?"
"You're avoiding my question!" he said in an angry tone, making me frown.
"No! My answer is no!" It took me a few seconds to realize that tears were falling down my cheeks but I didn't know if I was crying of pain or anger. "You're alone in that, Niall! So that bad guilty feeling eating you up? You fucking deserve it!"
I was expecting him to scream back at me but I was hoping he'd apologize. He did neither. He stared at me for a few seconds and finally grabbed his wallet next to the bed and walked past me. I wanted to run after him but I felt paralyzed and it's only when I heard the front door slam that I breathed in, realizing I had stopped. I felt my legs wobble and sat on the bed, swallowing my pain and closing my eyes. I felt like shit for the argument we just had but at the same time, I was too hurt to try and solve it. Did Niall really think about an other girl? I knew it was normal to lust other people to some extent but that didn't mean it didn't hurt... How could he lust someone else so soon in this relationship? Could we blame that on the distance? I rubbed my eyes a few times but couldn't hold it anymore and started crying.
I lied down in bed and wrapped the covers over myself, rubbing my face on the pillow. I suddenly realized that it would always feel like that and that I'd always be scared of what could happen. The self-confidence I didn't have was going to hurt me and ruin my relationship. Niall hadn't done anything but I was crying as if he had and I couldn't control the tears. I wanted to text him to come back but if I wanted to be honest with myself, I knew it was okay to be away from each other for a few hours.
I cried myself to sleep and when I woke up, I realized it was still the middle of the night. I heard Niall drop his keys on the coffee table in the living room and sat up, rubbing my eyes.
"Stupid couch!" he tried to whisper, mumbling his words.
I held my breath when I realized he had drank and felt my heart twist in my chest. I knew that having an other discussion at that moment would be bad and I just lied back down and closed my eyes, waiting for him to walk in. He eventually did and it didn't take him long to get under the covers with me. I tried to keep my tears in but the fact that he lied down with his back facing me hurt me even more than I already was. I waited until my eyes got used to the darkness and stared at the back of his nape, doing everything I could not to bring my hand to his hair. I was not mad at him anymore, just hurt and sad, and when he started snoring lightly, I moved close enough to him to feel the warmth of his body emanate on mine. Slowly, I brought my face closer and pressed my lips gently on his neck.
"I love you, Niall." I whispered, swallowing the lump in my throat. "Goodnight."
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When I woke up the next day it took me a few seconds to remember the fight we had the night before. I reached in bed, running my hand on the cold and soft sheets, only to realize Niall wasn't in bed anymore. I felt my heart hurt and I sighed before opening my eyes and staring up at the ceiling. Niall and I rarely fought and if i wanted to be honest, everything had happened so quickly that I wasn't sure what exactly went on. When he read the mean comments online, he made it clear that it was not what he thought of me and only a few hours later, he accused me to have impure thoughts for his friend. He didn't admit it but I knew he had wanted to have sex with girls he met during his trip and even if it hurt like hell, I knew it was not a reason to fight. Niall had always been popular, whether it was just around our small town, or around the world, and he was never really the kind of guy to get into steady relationships. He did have a few but in the end, he always seemed happier when he was single. The truth was, I wanted to be the exception. I wanted to be the girl who would make it all worth it.
I got up and shivered, feeling goosebumps appear all over my body. I searched through his stuff and found one of his sweaters, quickly putting it on. As soon as I opened the door, I smelled coffee and walked quickly until the kitchen. He was there, his back facing me as he cleaned the mess we had left the night before with our friends. I noticed a cup of steaming coffee waiting for me on the island and pressed my lips together as I walked closer. It was my favorite mug and it made me smile. I glanced up but he was still not looking at me even if I knew he heard me and could feel my presence. I took a few sips as he brought the dirty dishes on the counter and started filling the sink. I didn't say anything, I just walked up to him and he moved away, giving me space. I put myself in front of the sink and started adding soap in it as it filled. There was clearly too much foam and I finally heard his voice for the first time this morning.
"Maybe you put too much soap, don't you think?"
His words made my heart jump in my chest as I thought about the last time he said that to me. We normally put the dishes in the dishwasher and I couldn't help but think he did that on purpose, just to remind me of that time at the lodge. I felt my lips curl and I chuckled low, grabbing foam with my hand and turning his way before blowing on it.
"You're gonna pay for that." he had talked low and gently and I suspected it was more to make that memory live again than out of annoyance.
I laughed and turned around, leaning my ass against the sink. He took a step my way slowly, pressing his body against mine as I looked up. I didn't say anything when he brought his hand from behind my back only to wipe foam on my nose but my smile got bigger and I raised my nose up in an amused grimace.
"Is that the best you can do?" I asked low, slowly taking the foam off.
He shook his head, a smile on his face, and finally bent down to press his lips against mine. I waited until he deepened the kiss and just closed my eyes, letting him lead. He tasted like coffee and I just enjoyed the way his tongue moved against mine. No one had ever kissed me the way Niall did. At first, I thought it was simply because of the feelings I had for him but with time, I realized it was more than that. We didn't just kiss like lovers, we kissed like lovers who have known each other for decades, and it made a huge difference.
"I love you so much, petal." he breathed in my mouth. "I'm so sorry for last night."
Instead to answer, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him deeper. We remained like that for a while but he finally pulled away slightly and leaned his forehead against mine as his hands reached my waist. He led me back until an other part of the counter, exactly where I was sitting the night before, and helped me sit on it again.
"Do you forgive me?" he asked, trying to pull on my sweatpants as I stared at him.
I didn't know if he apologized for the fight or for the fact that he wanted to have sex with someone else but in the end, it didn't matter. I nodded slowly, looking back in his eyes, and moved my butt up to let him pull my pants down. His lips reached for my neck and after only a few seconds, he got down on his knees and my lips parted in surprise. His lips brushed on my thighs and I held my breath until he pressed them on my pussy. Skillfully, his tongue slid inside me and I shut my eyes tight.
"Fuck."
This is not what I had expected my morning to be like. I thought we'd have a discussion or that we'd fight again, but I honestly didn't think i'd end up sitting on the kitchen's counter with Niall's face between my legs, not that I was complaining. We had spent many days just us two, making love whenever we wanted, after he came back, but I could never get too much of his lips wrapped around my clit.
"Oh god don't stop, i'm gonna cum."
I brought my hand to his hair and gripped it gently as I ground my hips against his mouth until I reached an orgasm. It spread all over me and I started shaking but I felt Niall's hand holding my knees apart as he stayed between my legs until my whole body relaxed. My eyes fluttered open and he got up. I smiled when I noticed his lips glistening from my orgasm and grabbed the front of his shirt to pull him closer.
"How bad do you want to be inside me?" I whispered, rubbing my parted lips against his wet ones.
He didn't answer, he just smiled and I glanced down only to see him pull his sweatpants down his ass.
"Do you think the table can support my weight?" I asked with a smirk before chuckling.
I didn't wait for his answer and got off the counter to reach the table. I sat on it and felt his hands run on my thighs and up my waist, grabbing the bottom of my sweatshirt and pulling it off for me and letting it fall on the floor. He kissed me softly, running one of his hands between my breasts and pushing me gently. I lied down and sent him a smile as his eyes roamed on my naked body. Quickly, I watched him grab the back of his shirt to take it off and he moved closer to the table.
"I want you so fucking bad." he admitted in a whisper. "I want no one else. Just you. All of you."
I swallowed my tears and smiled at him fondly, watching him through my eyelashes. I could feel his hard cock press on my pussy, his tip gliding easily on my clit and making my legs tense.
"Then take me, i'm all yours." I murmured back. "I've always been yours."
He moved away slightly only to push himself very slowly inside me, his eyes never leaving mine. I tried to focus on how well he filled me and how our bodies always seemed to fit perfectly but I cared more about the way he was looking at me... like I was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen... like I was the only girl worth looking at. I didn't know why he was looking at me like that and I was well aware that he had met girls a million times prettier, and seen girls naked with perfect bodies... but in that very moment, because of the way he was looking at me, I felt like I beat all of them.
"Oh my god." I whispered when he was completely inside me.
I pressed my lips together and he remained still. I could feel myself throb around his cock but I tried not to move as his hands traveled on my breasts and stomach gently. I didn't want to feel self-conscious, I just wanted to enjoy this moment and live it plenty. Slowly, he bent closer and his lips reached mine. I kept my arms on each side of my head and felt his hands travel on them before reaching my fingers and gripping them. He moved his hips slightly back before pushing himself inside me again and it made me whimper.
"I love you so much, you feel so fucking good." he whispered again, taking my upper lip between his and sucking on it gently. "You're so fucking wet, warm and tight." he added just as low. "And beautiful."
Despite his warm body over me, I shivered and gripped his fingers tighter. His lips ran very slowly until my neck and I turned my head to give him a better access. I felt his teeth nibble my skin before he dropped a few kisses on the same spots.
"Please, Niall..." I whimpered in a begging tone.
He brought his lips back on mine and kissed me, making a vestige of my orgasm transfer on my own taste buds, but he finally got back up, gripping my thighs, his fingers sinking in my skin. He started thrusting in and out of me slowly at first but more vigorously after a while and I let my own hands run on my breasts as he stared at my movements. He looked down only to see his cock move in and out of me and finally let go of one of my thighs to lick his thumb and bring it between my legs. I twitched and moaned louder when he started rubbing my clit with it.
"Fuck, you're so wet."
He didn't even look up in my eyes, he just stared at his thumb brushing on my clit as he fucked me harder, making my body jerk and throb more and more.
"I can feel you clench around me, you're close pet, aren't you?"
When his eyes met mine, I nodded so quickly that a smirk appeared on his face.
"Cum for me."
That's all it took for me to reach my peak for the second time.
"Oh my god, f-fuck, Niall!" I closed my eyes tight and I started shaking uncontrollably as he kept fucking me and rubbing my clit through my orgasm. "Niall!"
"Fuck i can't-"
Swiftly, he moved his cock out of me and jerked himself a few times before spurting on my lower stomach. My lips parted again as I watching him cum on me and my heart skipped a beat when I saw him push his cock back inside me, cumming some more in my pussy. The thought was so hot I started shaking again as he fucked me a couple more times.
"Fuck, i'm sorry." he whispered, laying his chest back on mine and burring his face in my neck. "You just feel so fucking good around me, I wanted to feel it for a few more seconds."
I didn't answer but his words made me smile and I brought my arms around him, letting my fingertips brush on his back slowly. We stayed quiet for a few minutes and after a while, I just licked my lips.
"Yesterday, you called me 'honey'" I let out, biting my bottom lip. "That's also the safe word you picked when we went on that double date."
There was no question in my sentence but I knew he understood when he chuckled against my neck.
"You smell like a mix of honey and vanilla." he explained, leaving a kiss on my skin. "I only noticed that a few days after we came back from tour but it sort of obsessed me."
My lips curled into an amused smile and I chuckled.
"I obsessed you?"
"Yea, and you still do." he admitted. "And not just sexually."
I smiled even more, liking the fact that he answered my question before I even had time to ask him. A lot of thoughts started running in my mind and my smile died slowly as I thought about the night before.
"You left to go drink last night, did you?"
I heard him sigh and he moved away a bit to be able to look in my eyes. My gaze roamed on his face and I could see how guilty he felt. I knew it was a bad moment to go through, but we had to talk about it.
"Yea, and i'm sorry. I was scared to make things worse and... you were right. I felt guilty as shit." he confessed, looking down but quickly looking back up in my eyes. "I did lust a girl on that trip. It lasted half a second, if even, and I hated myself for it. Then I started thinking that maybe you lusted someone else too. I mean if I did, then why couldn't you, you know? When I saw how close you and Louis became while I was gone... I lost it."
I didn't talk, I couldn't talk. I just looked intensely at him, trying to keep my tears in. I knew that if I talked, my voice would crack, so I just pressed my lips together and waited
"That night, I ran back to the motel in the rain and waited for your call alone in a disgusting and dark room... and it hit me so hard to realize that life was still going on while I was gone. The world kept turning, the sun kept shining, and someone else was there to make you laugh, to bring you places, to have conversations with you at night. And that person was not me."
I brought one of my hands to his face, brushing my thumb slowly on his cheek, right under his eye. He was so handsome, so fucking beautiful, and the confession he was telling me made me realize that he loved me more than I thought he did, even if he made mistakes, sometimes, the way I did too.
"I was so jealous. I still am. I'm so fucking jealous and i'm not used to it. I don't know how to handle it, or what to do with it. It makes my insides burn so bad. I mean I know it's not rational, and I do trust in you it's just..."
He shook his head with a grimace and I knew exactly how he felt.
"It's okay, I get it." I let out in a low tone.
He blinked a few times, his gaze falling on my lips as I nibbled on my bottom one without really realizing it.
"I made you feel like that a lot, didn't I?" he asked as I nodded. "And I bet I will again without even wanting to."
"Probably." I murmured. "You're always around beautiful girls. And everyone loves you."
"It doesn't matter who else loves me, Olivia." he pointed out, the left corner of his lips moving up. "I only love you. No one else. Focus on that."
I knew that at some point, Niall would start writing songs again. I knew he'd record an album, I knew he'd go on tour, I knew he'd meet tons of girls, go to galas, make collaborations and concerts... I knew that many girls would flirt with him and try to get a piece of him, even if they'd know he was taken, and i'd have to be strong or it would kill me.
"Do you promise to always be honest with me?"
"I thought you'd make me promise to always be faithful to you." he raised his eyebrows in surprise and I just sighed.
"Can you really promise me that?" I said with a shrug, looking away. "Do you think you could really keep that promise?"
"Hey, hey..." he said a little louder, trying to get my attention. I held my breath and looked back in his eyes. "Yes, I can keep that promise. I promise to always be faithful to you, and I promise to always be honest with you. On my life, Olivia, I swear."
I didn't know why, but his words made me feel better. I emptied my lungs and sent him a small and fond smile.
"I promise you the same."
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40 Questions — Meme for Fic Writers
Don’t you sometimes see those ask games and wish you could just fkg do them all? On this sunny Saturday, we make our dreams reality lolol
1. Describe your comfort zone—a typical you-fic.
Short fic, I usually get a small scene I want written so I write around it, plus I love short stories with interesting punchline.
2. Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to?
Probably, I don’t know them all ^^’
3. Is there a trope you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole?
Writing about stuff that disgust me I guess.
4. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Care to share one of them?
Like 5-6? I want to write about a restaurant but set in a world where people have powers I think the combo could be very funny. The main character has the power of insight, the plonge is a giant pool where you swim around cleaning. Backstories of characters with shitty and amazing powers and how they ended up here. Rival to lover character that has the power to see into the future.
5. Share one of your strengths.
Dialogues, subversion, and humor; classmates often said I have a touch to spin a sad story into something positive/happier.
6. Share one of your weaknesses?
I get tired when I describe something for longer than 4 sentences.
7. Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.
“In what kind of trouble have we walked right into?”, I ask my companions as they’re idly fixing their attire. Together, we’ve face many perils and this mission ranks among one of the most dangerous. Yet, the others had been…how should I say it…professional! Rescuing kidnapped princesses, vanquishing terrifying monsters, quests to restore mythical artifacts, save nations from insidious plots. Oddly enough, “Does this dress make me look fat?”, is not the answer I’m looking for.
Ribbon in my hair is the first time I wrote about my knights, I first dreamt about them when I as 18, my boyfriend at the time called my idea stupid and my world building pointless so I only started writing about them when I was 21. Now I write about them a little bit every year :)
8. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.
“Do you really want your last words to be complaints?”
“I die as I lived.”
“Will we become a fruit tree?”
“I don’t think so, it’s never been the case for my ancestors.”
“I’d love it if we could turn into a banana tree.”
“I’m not from the southern regions, plus I like apples more.”
“Just imagine, our fruits could have been banana flambée”
This death scene was a big finale to a story I wrote for a class in Uni, a story of war between clan of forest and volcano people, of the supposedly brutal death of a Goddess, of a mysterious apple tree whose fruit give vision of the past. I should revisit it.
9. Which fic as been the hardest to write?
My analysis on D’Artagnan and the figure of the hero. Granted it’s an essay for school but I deeply loved it. I was too afraid to write or ask for help from the professor in charge of me (which made our relationship tense ^^’) but when I did, it was beautiful and I was very proud got 89% :D
10. Which fic has been the easiest to write?
A play called Adelaide where an old couple reads their old fairytale book about a Prince on a quest to save a Princess. They bicker about the other misreading the story but we finally get to the part where the Prince tosses the princess apart to get a better view of the dragon of which he falls instantly in love. The book is actually their wedding album.
11. Is writing your passion or just a fun hobby?
It’s one of my passions, but it’s not something I think I could live on so I delegated it to my hobby.
12. Is there an episode above all others that inspires you just a little bit more?
The wedding scene in Shrek 2, my mind was blown when I saw it in theaters and when I need inspiration to write, I rewatch it.
13. What’s the best writing advice you’ve ever come across?
Presentation is important. If trying to read you gives people headaches, they’ll stop. Choose a nice big font, space with paragraphs, be mindful of your spelling and missing words. Read out loud because some things written are bad said.
14. What’s the worst writing advice you’ve ever come across?
I must’ve been lucky in this regard, I don’t think I’ve ever received advice that made me go NO, but I did have to listen/read stuff that made me gag.
15. If you could choose one of your fics to be filmed, which would you choose?
I would love to the Adelaide acted out, some adjustments would be required because I’m no expert in play writing but I think I’d be great.
16. If you only could write one pairing for the rest of your life, which pairing would it be?
Luyenor’a and Taram, names are placeholders as of now but they’re two of my knight, being the “only pairing I’m allow to write about forever” means I’d get more knight shenanigans done.
17. Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order?
I’m doing bullets point of what I want to happen and write stuff without much order. Some days I have no inspirations for what goes in the beginning but have loads for a later point. I surf the wave when it presents itself.
18. Do you use any tools, like worksheets or outlines?
Word on my computer, a notebook in my bag, the note app in my phone.
19. Stephen King once said that his muse is a man who lives in the basement. Do you have a muse?
I have little trinkets all around my computer to invite inspiration.
20. Describe your perfect writing conditions.
Freshly woken up, having eaten, drinking something sugary and sometimes apple cider because the alcohol help lower my inhibition.
21. How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?
I read out loud at least once the whole thing, helps with missing words but dude I reread my stuff on ao3 and always find mistakes still ^^’
22. Choose a passage from one of your earlier fics and edit it into your current writing style. (Person sending the ask is free to make suggestions).
I’m not going to put here because it’s in French and I don’t want to translate now but I wrote Vision of a world, mine when I was 16 and damn was I already depressed then?
23. If you were to revise one of your older fics from start to finish, which would it be and why?
The Princess and the Soldier, some gay fairytale I think my first one, I’m sure I can do better bow
I also have one about a janitor and it’s a murder mystery I could redo
24. Have you ever deleted one of your published fics?
Once by accident, I was so angry I never rewrote it.
25. What do you look for in a beta?
I don’t really use beta (beta reader right?) but I guess I’ve had like 3-4 when I was in Uni and had to read people’s wip and they read mine. They’d talk about what they liked, links they noticed, things that seemed weak or to change
26. Do you beta yourself? If so, what kind of beta are you?
I usually just point out the stuff I like
27. How do you feel about collaborations?
For a class in college, we had to act out a play we wrote collectively. Ten sketches written in pairs/alone. I made sure I was alone so I wouldn’t be saddled with someone else to write my sketch
28. Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.
I don’t follow fic writers; I just am in a mood for a ship and read what’s available. I do like my friend @alumort ‘s fics tho ^^
29. If you could write the sequel (or prequel) to any fic out there not written by yourself, which would you choose?
There was a Phineas and Ferb fic focused on Perry I really loved. Their world building was something I’d never seen and they abandoned the story, so I did fanfic of a fic. Never dared to post it anywhere I mean it was their world to begin with.
30. Do you accept prompts?
Of course, when inspiration is given I accept
31. Do you take liberties with canon or are you very strict about your fic being canon compliant?
I don’t care about canon but I do love using it when there are little trivia to enrich the character.
32. How do you feel about smut?
Love to read it sometimes, would love to write it. Some I’m like………….youveneverhadsexhaveyou…………………
33. How do you feel about crack?
Love it!!!!!!!! I’m too self-conscious to write it tho. Oh maybe that could be a never before written trope I could try?
34. What are your thoughts on non-con and dub-con?
Rape I can’t, dub-con where underlying requited feelings exist but anxiety™ don’t let the characters express them but they’re drunk so it surfaces is okay
35. Would you ever kill off a canon character?
Hell yeah! I do when/if the death makes sense (I am still pissed at Kishi for Neji)
36. Which is your favorite site to post fic?
Ao3 is where I post,I used devianart when I had one
37. Talk about your current wips.
Marry Me for the Love of Cake: God I’m so sorry to the few people who followed it, I said I’d pick it up before the end of 2019 and well……I have the ending in bullet points
Yours, with Love: I hope I’ll finish it…I have most of the ending in bullet points
I guess I’m into rom com at the moment lolol
38. Talk about a review that made your day.
I made my best friend read All this for a Roll Cake, and she laughed so much at my work, I took a picture I look at from time to time to remain humble.
39. Do you ever get rude reviews and how do you deal with them?
Thankfully I’ve never received a rude review. My professor once told me it seemed kinda unnatural how unlucky my protagonist was vs. how lucky his love interest was (All this for a Roll Cake) but that was the whole point of the story so I just ignored her.
40. Write an alternative ending to [insert fic title] (or just the summary of one).
Writing this I realised I lost my final version of All this for a Roll Cake T^T so I guess I’d rewrite the ending I have of the before the last version I still have.
Well this was fun ^^ got to revisit my works and remember many beloved pieces of fiction I wrote, I look forward to my next projects
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A L L T H E A S K S
1. Who was the last person you held hands with?
My girlfriend!!!!
2. Are you outgoing or shy?
Pretty shy.
3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?
My friends and family it’s dnd day!
4. Are you easy to get along with?
I think so yea.
5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?
I believe so yes.
6. What kind of people are you attracted to?
The kind that takes cae of me zsexdcfvg.
7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?
I have all the faith i will.
8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?
A housemate.
9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?
Kinda it’s akward at least.
10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?
Ooh one of my caretakers.
11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?
It’s a heart.
12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?
In no order cause i can’t choose: supposed to be by icon fo hire, counting on me by smash into pieces, gasoline by halsey, bad rabbit by tryhardninja and fade away by mandopony.
13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?
Yes please.
14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?
Maybe.
15. What good thing happened this summer?
I get to move to a better place!
16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?
Duh don’t need to ask me.
17. Do you think there is life on other planets?
Absolutely there’s too much out there to no have other life.
18. Do you still talk to your first crush?
Yeah she’s one of my closest friends.
19. Do you like bubble baths?
Yeah .
20. Do you like your neighbors?
they’re alright.
21. What are you bad habits?
Doubting myself.
22. Where would you like to travel?
Greece/Rome.
23. Do you have trust issues?
I trust too easily does that count.
24. Favorite part of your daily routine?
Texting my sweetheart.
25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?
Uh everything? My hair mostly.
26. What do you do when you wake up?
Put on my glasses and text my girlfriend.
27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?
I don’t mind either i like it how it is now though.
28. Who are you most comfortable around?
My girlfriend.
29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up?
don’t have any.
30. Do you ever want to get married?
YES.
31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail?
No XD.
32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?
Not sure uwu.
33. Spell your name with your chin.
brfhyswnnhasw
34. Do you play sports? What sports?
Nope.
35. Would you rather live without TV or music?
TV i love music too much.
36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?
Nope.
37. What do you say during awkward silences?
Anything that comes to mind.
38. Describe your dream girl/guy?
Kind, caring, won’t hestitate to show emotions, will love me for who i am.
39. What are your favorite stores to shop in?
The action and the jumbo.
40. What do you want to do after high school?
Culinary schooool.
41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?
Mostly yeah.
42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean?
i’m either overthinking or sad (staring and fidegeting) or very content. (humming and smiling with my eyes closed)
43. Do you smile at strangers?
Yup.
44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?
Outer space for sure!
45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?
My hunger.
46. What are you paranoid about?
The dark.
47. Have you ever been high?
Nope!
48. Have you ever been drunk?
And nope!
49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?
Not recently no.
50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?
Uuuuh gray i think. it’s been a while.
51. Ever wished you were someone else?
Loads of times.
52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?
My personality to be less annoying.
53. Favourite makeup brand?
N o n e.
54. Favourite store?
Action.
55. Favourite blog?
Plastic pipes.
56. Favourite colour?
Orange.
57. Favourite food?
Lasagne.
58. Last thing you ate?
A chocolate cookie.
59. First thing you ate this morning?
Grilled cheese sandwich.
60. Ever won a competition? For what?
Almost but not quite.
61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?
Nevaaah.
62. Been arrested? For what?
Also never.
63. Ever been in love?
Am right now.
64. Tell us the story of your first kiss?
So my (now gilfriend) and i just wanted kisses and cuddles and we decided to get it from eachother. So we talked about it. decided it together. And she kissed me in her jacuzzi. My heart was beating like crazy and i was so happy for days.
65. Are you hungry right now?
Very much so.
66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?
I can’t decide between friends.
67. Facebook or Twitter?
Facebook.
68. Twitter or Tumblr?
Tumblr.
69. Are you watching tv right now?
No.
70. Names of your bestfriends?
Sanne, Joyce, Valdemar and Jenn.
71. Craving something? What?
panini’s.
72. What colour are your towels?
Yellow and all kinds of colors.
72. How many pillows do you sleep with?
1 oversized and 1 normal one.
73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?
Yes.
74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?
Around 20 at least.
75. Favourite animal?
Sheep and cows.
76. What colour is your underwear?
Black.
77. Chocolate or Vanilla?
Vanilla.
78. Favourite ice cream flavour?
Cookie dough.
79. What colour shirt are you wearing?
Light grey.
80. What colour pants?
No pants we die like heroes.
81. Favourite tv show?
Supergirl/She-ra.
82. Favourite movie?
Venom
83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?
Haven’t watched either.
84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?
Haven’t watched either.
85. Favourite character from Mean Girls?
haven’t watched it.
86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?
The giant turtle and Dori.
87. First person you talked to today?
Text? My girlfriend in person? A caretaker.
88. Last person you talked to today?
Text? My girlfried. In person? A caretaker.
89. Name a person you hate?
Kyle.
90. Name a person you love?
Alex and Joyce.
91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?
Myself?
92. In a fight with someone?
Nope.
93. How many sweatpants do you have?
6 or 5.
94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?
1 i get warm easily.
95. Last movie you watched?
Batman the dark knight rises.
96. Favourite actress?
Chyer Leigh and Nicole Maines.
97. Favourite actor?
Stephen Amell.
98. Do you tan a lot?
I think so.
99. Have any pets?
Yep! A hamster named spike.
100. How are you feeling?
Tired and hungry but pretty good.
101. Do you type fast?
Average i think.
102. Do you regret anything from your past?
Lots of things.
103. Can you spell well?
I think so yeah.
104. Do you miss anyone from your past?
Yeah...
105. Ever been to a bonfire party?
Nope!
106. Ever broken someone’s heart?
I hope not :(.
107. Have you ever been on a horse?
YES horses are amazing.
108. What should you be doing?
Sleeping.
109. Is something irritating you right now?
My ear.
110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?
Yeah.
111. Do you have trust issues?
I already answered this one lmao but yes i trust too easily.
112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?
A caretake i think.
113. What was your childhood nickname?
It was and still is Bry
114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?
Yup!
115. Do you play the Wii?
Yeah don’t own one though.
116. Are you listening to music right now?
Alwaayyys.
117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?
Yass.
118. Do you like Chinese food?
A lot yes.
119. Favourite book?
Drakenrijders.
120. Are you afraid of the dark?
Yeah.
121. Are you mean?
I don’t think i am.
122. Is cheating ever okay?
NO!
123. Can you keep white shoes clean?
Hell no.
124. Do you believe in love at first sight?
Yea.
125. Do you believe in true love?
Yep. With my sweety i sure do.
126. Are you currently bored?
Nope.
127. What makes you happy?
Food, my girlfriend, reading, cooking.
128. Would you change your name?
i’m thinking about it but probably not.
129. What your zodiac sign?
Leo!
130. Do you like subway?
Never had it!
131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?
Let him down gently.
132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?
Answered this one too but a caretaker.
133. Favourite lyrics right now?
i’d do everything to ride with you.
134. Can you count to one million?
With enough time probably yeah.
135. Dumbest lie you ever told?
That i was a boy.
136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?
Closed ain’t anyone going in my room.
137. How tall are you?
Too tall acording to my gf.
138. Curly or Straight hair?
A mix of both my hair can’t decide what it wants.
139. Brunette or Blonde?
Brunette.
140. Summer or Winter?
Winter.
141. Night or Day?
Night.
142. Favourite month?
October.
143. Are you a vegetarian?
Respect for people who ae but no.
144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?
Milk and white.
145. Tea or Coffee?
Tea.
146. Was today a good day?
Yes!!!
147. Mars or Snickers?
Snickers.
148. What’s your favourite quote?
you’re so thick. You’re mister thick thick thickety from thickenia. And so’s your dad.
-10th doctor.
149. Do you believe in ghosts?
Yes.
150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?
Schaal en -schelpdieren.
welp there we have it lots of information about me!
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9. Positive Reinforcement
Fic Title: First Blood
Rating: E
Length: 9/33 chapters, ~128k
Tags: Slow Burn, Idiots to Lovers, Trans Character (gavin), Autistic / Asexual / Non-binary Character (nines), BDSM, learning to use good etiquette and safe words, Dom Nines / Sub Gavin, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort
Chapter Tags: hospitals, hurt/comfort, domestic, Nines takes care of Gavin, caring Dom Nines, Gavin has a mood swing / shouting episode but there’s no partner abuse, using BDSM instead of therapy (not recommended btw)
Link on AO3
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Hospitals suck ass.
Gavin repeats this mantra to himself like one of those meditation techniques. It's not enough to block out how his hip keeps slipping between the three chairs he's trying to lay on horizontally or how fucking cold it is in nothing but jeans and Nines' stupid fucking Cyberlife jacket or the bright fucking florescent—
"Detective."
Gavin squints up at Nines' sudden appearance like he's looking at a miracle—inherently suspicious and wondering what the fucking catch is. He's woozy and tired and somehow also hungry, the nurse took four tries to find his vein, and Tina didn't answer any of his calls from the courtesy phone because who the hell answers phone calls?
"What are you doing?" Nines asks in the sort of tone normally reserved for walking in on someone trying to suck their own dick.
Not that Gavin's ever tried.
"I'm sleeping, fuck off."
"On three separate chairs?"
"You know what?" Gavin sits up and stabs a finger against the android's steel fucking stomach. "I'm tired, I don't have a phone or my wallet, I can't pay for a cab, Tina isn't answering, and I don't—"
The finger-stabs turn into punches.
"Have. Any. Other. Friends!"
Nines stands there, letting Gavin punch him until the bruised knuckles aren't worth it anymore. The waiting room starts to sway. Fuck, he really needs a snack or something right now. One free cookie and a juice box just isn't going to cut it.
"Here."
The inside of the jacket suddenly begins to warm up. Nice to know it could have done that the entire FUCKING time. Nines also produces Gavin's cellphone from his pants' pocket and offers it to him. Gavin snatches it back and stares at the screen.
"Can't phcking read this," he mutters.
Nines produces his headphones too. When all Gavin does is take them back and hold them stupidly in his other hand, Nines crouches down in front of him. His fucking head hurts so bad, Gavin actually sits quietly and doesn't complain while Nines plugs in the headphones and then puts the earbuds inside his ears.
Your jacket is at the dry cleaners. Nines' voice sounds in his head at a mercifully low volume. I have brought your truck and ordered you a large number five meal with a strawberry milkshake.
Gavin slumps forward and lets his head rest on Nines' shoulder so he doesn't cry. He punches the android's arm and chest a few more times for good measure. It doesn't even crinkle his fancy black dress shirt. Nines stays perfectly still and allows this too.
Your food is becoming cold, detective.
Gavin grunts. He'll get up in a second.
Nines decides he'll get up right now. Those ridiculous fucking yaoi hands grabbing his thighs is the only warning he gets before he's hoisted in the air and held against Nines' chest. Which—fuck, that's hot, but not here!
"Fuck off tin can, leggo!"
Gavin puts up a fight against his partner's gay shit because there are people watching. He can see them right over Nines' shoulder, the nurse at the front desk and the six other people in the waiting room. Yeah, shit's a lot better for gay people now, but that doesn't mean he wants the entire hospital to know what a bottom bitch he is.
"Don't fucking hold me like a fucking child," he complains as they reach the automatic doors.
A second later, Nines shifts him into his arms bridal style, like that's any better.
"Hold me like a man, god damn it!"
Then he's slung over Nines' shoulder in a fireman's hold. Between the giving blood wooziness and suddenly being upside down, he has to stop yelling and just focus on breathing for a second. The rush of cold air when they get out to the parking lot helps.
Even better, when he opens his eyes again, he's greeted by an up-close view of Nines' ass in tight dress pants. Best of all are the thick, powerful thighs right beneath it, marching away. A little bit lower, and he could just bury his face between those thighs and suffocate the way God intended.
Car tires crunch against the asphalt in front of them and Gavin's pretty sure he recognizes the blurry, upside-down image of his truck between Nines' legs. Has the automated driving feature always been capable of being remote controlled, or is that just some freaky shit that Nines did to it?
He doesn't get a chance to think any more about it before he's flipped upright, set inside his truck, and buckled into the passenger's seat like a toddler. It's a miracle he hasn't dropped his phone or had his headphones ripped out of his ears yet.
"I hate you," he tells Nines, just to make sure the android knows.
Nines takes the bag of fast food off the dash and sets it in his lap.
Occupy your mouth.
Gavin makes a face at him. Why's everything he say have to sound so ominously dominating? The passenger door shuts in his face before he can think of something smarter than I'll occupy your mouth though, so he settles for grabbing his milkshake and making loud slurping noises. Nines gets in on the driver's side and immediately takes the milkshake from him, so he counts it as a success. He's too hungry and tired of hurting his hands to try hitting him for it, so he digs into the food bag.
A large number five, fried chicken club sandwich, none of that stupid special sauce, extra ketchup.
Gavin really can't help the moan he makes when he bites into it. But there's only so much toxic masculinity even he can handle, and he'll moan like a bitch if he wants to moan like a bitch. As long as it's just the two of them.
"Mmphfgh. So."
Swallow.
Shit. Fuck, his headphones are still in. Gavin rolls his eyes to try to shake off how he jumped, but he does still swallow his bite before talking again.
"How'd you know to come get me? Tina never answered."
I know the location of the Henry Ford Medical Center, detective.
"Yeah, but who told you to come get me?"
It was an independent decision.
Gavin takes another huge bite of his sandwich to think that over. Some ketchup squirts out the other side onto his fingers, and he sucks it off as obnoxiously loud as possible. Nines flashes red in his peripheral vision. Well, he can't actually see the LED because it's on the wrong side, but he can see his partner's reflection in the driver's side window.
"You find the perp loitering nearby?" he finally asks.
No.
Gavin tries to think of any other reason Nines would come get him but comes up empty.
"So, why did you …?"
He takes another long drink of his milkshake to avoid putting whatever this is into words. Take care of me makes him sound like a child and do the nicest shit anyone's done for me in years (or maybe ever) just sounds pathetic.
We need to get back to work. Humans need food after donating blood. Your jacket needed to be cleaned.
All right, those are simple explanations. Yeah. Maybe that's just how Nines sees it. He doesn't have a social module, so he was probably just solving a series of problems, completing his task list or whatever. Not like. Actually caring.
Except then Nines turns and says out loud with soul-searing intensity, "You are my partner."
Gavin does the only reasonable thing and stuffs an entire handful of fries in his mouth so he doesn't have to look at those pretty blue eyes staring at him like he's important. Or do some gay shit, like cry.
He's not going to cry. It's just been a long day, that's all. He makes the mistake of looking at the dashboard clock.
11:36 am
Fuck.
***
(9 hours later …)
Mmm warm good smell. Food smell. Gavin takes another greedy inhale and feels the warm thing touch his lips. He instinctively takes a bite before he even finishes waking up. It tastes good and kind of chewy, if a little bland. He snuffles and licks the fingers that fed it to h—
Wait, fucking whom'st fingers is he licking right now?
"Fascinating."
Gavin swats the hand away and glares up at Nines hovering over him. "What the fuck did you just make me eat?"
Nines cocks his head to the side. He looks more like a creepy animatronic owl than the cute puppy eyes Connor gives when he does it.
"Can you not tell?" the android asks.
"Can you blow me?"
"I tried that on a banana," Nines says casually, as if that mental image makes any kind of sense.
"Whuh—wh—"
Gavin smacks his lips together and tries to figure out what his mouth tastes like right now. Kind of … cheesy? Like pasta maybe, but without any flavor. Whatever he swallowed was dry at least, so no sauce or anything.
"Why?"
"To know if I could," Nines replies. "My combat protocols automatically activated and my jaw locked shut."
"OK, so you can't eat bananas, but what the fuck did I eat?" Gavin demands.
"Technically, I did eat the banana," Nines says. "Partially. My jaw snapped shut after taking a bite of it inside my oral cavity."
Gavin's dick starts listening to the conversation. It's because of karma and maybe some sort of android fucking witchcraft that now his dick gets hard listening to the bitchiest most stuck up Alexa ever say the words "oral cavity."
Of course Nines notices the reaction right away. Because fuck his whole entire life, that's why. Nines stares down at his crotch and Gavin can practically hear a zzzzzz as his eyes zoom in on his traitor dick.
"Fascinating."
"Tell me what you fucking fed me or I swear to God, I'll—"
"One cheese ravioli."
Gavin stares at him. "A cheese … did it even have sauce?"
"No, I washed that off."
Gavin opens his mouth, stares harder at that completely serious face, and shuts it again. He pinches the bridge of his nose instead, rubbing over the thick gnarl of scar tissue there.
"Why …"
But that's all he can bring himself to say. For once, Nines is the one who has no trouble with speaking.
"So it wouldn't drip on the carpet," he says, like that's obvious.
"You really think a bit of Prego is gonna be the worst this carpet's ever seen?" Gavin asks.
Nines' face darkens into a scowl that would be terrifying if Gavin didn't know this was his version of pouting. "Do not remind me. I have deleted fifty-seven analysis reports this last hour alone."
Gavin rolls his eyes. "Well, why'd you feed me a cheese ravioli?"
"To save the beef ravioli as a higher value treat."
Gavin looks him over. His left arm hangs down casually by his side, but his hand presses slightly behind his crouched thigh. It looks like he's holding something in one of those magician's grip that makes his hand appear loose and open while something is secretly tucked into his palm.
"You may have the beef ravioli if you sit at the table," Nines tells him.
He stands up and takes a few steps backwards toward the kitchen, raising up his hand to reveal the ravioli. Gavin gets off the couch and marches toward him to kick his ass, but the android matches his pace exactly to step backwards until they're right next to the table. He opens his mouth to start yelling, which immediately proves to be a mistake.
Nines shoves the ravioli directly into his open mouth. Gavin automatically bites down, but the android's reflexes are too quick for him, and he gets his fingers clear before being bitten. Instead, Gavin only bites into delicious beefy filling.
And he would spit it out. He really would, right onto Nines' perfectly shined shoes.
Except it's been a long ass day filled with paperwork about what happened with the reporter and no other goddamn leads and he has no idea how late it is since he fell asleep on the couch, but it's definitely past suppertime and he's hungry as fuck.
(Also, maybe he remembers the consequences of the last time he tried to spit at Nines, and his traitor-dick needs to Shut Up about that.)
Gavin chews the beef ravioli with the angriest face he can muster. It doesn't help that it's really fucking good, way better than the takeout and ramen he usually lives on. Nines opens the lid of the to go box sitting on the kitchen table, and the best smell his trash apartment has ever encountered steams out.
Gavin sits his angry ass down and starts to eat. Fuck him if he's going to waste good food. Most of the ravioli is beef, but there's some cheese-filled ones too, mixed in with the rest in a thick meaty sauce. Nines sits in the seat across the table to stare at him while he eats. Fucking creeper. Always one step behind him, staring at him, following him back home like they're friends or something.
"Why the fuck are you still here?" he deliberately asks with his mouth full.
"Juarez is currently our best lead to identifying the shooter," Nines answers. "As she may wake from her coma at any time, it is most efficient for me to stay with you in the event we are called during off duty hours."
Gavin chews his food. His partner is real fucking good at coming up with totally logical answers that he can't argue against without looking stupid even though he just knows that's bullshit.
"Whatever," he says. "I'm not paying you back for this. Or the chicken sandwich."
Nines keeps staring at him with those blank, lizard eyes. "I did not ask you to."
Gavin pushes back his chair and slams his hands on the table, yelling "Fuck you!" before he even knows what hits him. His moods are like that sometimes.
Nines doesn't even blink.
Usually, that sort of shit would just set him off even more. The lack of response sure as hell drove him to push harder and harder when they first got assigned as partners. Now Gavin just feels stupid, shouting at someone just sitting there.
Stupid. Fuck, he always does this shit. He knows this. He <i>knows</i> this.
"I don't …" Gavin forces himself to exhale slowly out through his teeth, gripping the edge of the table so he doesn't throw something. "Need. Your charity."
Stupid stupid stupid.
"You are my partner," Nines says.
Monotone. Four words and not a single inflection. When Gavin finally makes himself look up from panting at the grain of the fake-wooden table, Nines' face is just as blank. It should probably trigger some sort of uncanny valley lurch in his stomach, but without any micro-expressions for his brain goblins to pick up on and start screeching about, Gavin's anger starts slipping away like resin on tarp.
He looks back down at the table so he doesn't have to see his partner's face.
"If you cannot accept your own rule that partners look out for each other, consider this an investment to ensure you are recovered for our next shift tomorrow."
Gavin exhales again. Then inhales. Stupid. Exhale. At least he didn't throw anything. Inhale. This time.
"Also, I am applying Pavlovian training to encourage behaviors convenient to me."
Gavin sits back down and rubs both hands through his hair. "You're dog training me?"
"Positive reinforce—"
"You can't fix this," Gavin growls out, then gestures to himself and the kitchen at large. "This! Me. Anyone can read a fucking psychology book, dipshit—I already know what's wrong with me. If I could just good behavior myself into getting better, I would have done it already."
Nines' composure finally breaks as he blinks. "I am not a KL-nine-hundred unit, detective. I have absolutely no intention of—"
Gavin groans because he knows the air quotes are coming. Nines looks him dead in the eyes and does them anyway.
"—'fixing' you."
"I hate you."
"I only want to encourage relevant behaviors," Nines continues without acknowledging the outburst. "Such as doing your own paperwork rather than playing games on your phone."
Gavin grunts and manages to take another bite now that he's settled down some. Sure, maybe he'd been dumping all his paperwork on Nines now that the android has proven he knows how to do it properly. But he gets it done way faster and trying to make letters hold still on a bright ass computer screen gives him the worst headaches. God, he probably needs reading glasses at this point but he'd rather his entire head split open than wear that kind of shit at the station.
"Listening to my input at crime scenes."
"Hhegh," Gavin says around a mouth full of beef.
"Basic table manners."
Gavin swallows. "Hey. Fuck off, I do listen to you. I have been, so don't fucking sit there and try to tell me—"
"You have been," Nines says.
Gavin stops with his mouth hanging open. Dammit, he was just getting good and pissed off again, and then the bastard goes and agrees with him. What the hell is he supposed to say to that? It's definitely a trap. Like sarcasm, or some sort of passive aggressive ...
Something.
"Throughout our current case, you have taken note of my input," Nines says. "I was not implying otherwise, simply that I would start rewarding you for doing so."
Gavin narrows his eyes at him. "Yeah? Why?"
"I was forced to work with other humans at the Juarez residence." Nines finally finds some inflection to say other humans like he means radioactive screaming toddlers. "It was not ideal. And while I certainly will not beg for your continued cooperation, I am not above bribery as a means to ensure I can do my work in peace rather than relying on … the kindness of your heart."
Gavin grunts again and goes back to his food. Eating slightly cold ravioli is easier than making eye contact with his partner right now. He might have been a teensy bit better lately, but obviously he's not some kind of android rights activist. If Nines is worried he's going to flip back to being an asshole on a whim or a bad day or because other people were watching, well.
That's pretty fucking fair, to be honest.
"Dog training though?" he mutters after a minute. "Really?"
"I have read many human psychology books." Nines pauses, then adds, "Dipshit."
Gavin snorts and lets the insult pass.
"I can recite them. I understand the words. But they are merely words to me," Nines admits slowly. "Dog training books are much more simple."
"Is this a kink thing?"
Nines rolls his eyes. "Gavin, would you care to explain to me in honest and personal detail why offering food triggered such an immediate and violent reaction? Please include at least three references to your childhood."
Gavin shoves more ravioli in his mouth and smacks as loudly as possible as he chews.
"Then perhaps you would prefer a simpler way of relating to one another," Nines speaks over the noise. "No emotional sharing, no childhood details, no sad sob stories about what made you like this. You behave, you get food. That is all."
"What if I don't behave?" Gavin immediately challenges.
"Then you do not receive any food or treats."
"You gonna punish me, sir?"
Nines glares down his perfectly sculpted nose at him. "If you had listened to my explanation on the benefits of positive reinforcement, you would already know why it is the more effective training method."
Gavin resists the urge to repeat thE MorE eFFeCtIve TrAInInG MeTHoD back at him.
"Also," Nines continues. "You are far too much of a needy little painslut to be truly punished by corporeal means."
Gavin focuses very hard on mopping up the rest of the meat sauce with his side of garlic bread instead of answering that. Even when they know better, he's never met a Dom he couldn't piss off into beating the shit out of him just like he wanted. Technically, if they're counting their little "scene" in the DPD's men's bathroom, Nines hasn't proven himself to be an exception, either.
"Well." He stands up and leaves the mess on the table. "Good luck with your totally not a kink pet play. I'm gonna go watch funny youtube videos until my brain dies."
"Cat videos?" Nines asks as he passes him, raising one perfect eyebrow. "Am I to assume those are not also a pet play ki—"
Gavin flips him off and slams his bedroom door shut.
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by the way, Nines totally posted a video of himself feeding asleep-Gavin the ravioli to his blog and it has a weird overly formal title like Human (36M) Instinctively Eats Ravioli During the Course of REM Sleep. all of his posts are like that because they’re meant to be “educational” “”experiments”” and the text posts are just black text on a white background
meanwhile, Connor’s blog consists exclusively of super cute pictures featuring either him and Hank on dates or cuddling on the couch, and Sumo of course. Nines thinks it’s disgusting and dumb and is lowkey (actually highkey) upset that Connor’s blog gets way more views than his
It isn’t even educational!! >:(
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John Marston X F.Reader: Archangel - Part 1
Hello dear friends ;) Today I have a John Marston x Reader story for you: This story has been requested by @micau2. My dear, I hope you´ll like this story :)
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Please excuse some mistakes. English isn´t my native language
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Warning: sexual harassment
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Archangel - Part 1
Blackwater, 1907
It was a sunny and warm day. The sun burned heartlessly on John and he sighed heavily wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Damn... that's a heat." John had bought from Blackwater a few supplies he needed for his animals at his farm. All the work had to be done by John alone because Abigail had left him three months ago. She had taken her son with her and left only a letter to John. John was still very angry about that, but he knew there was no future with Abigail. He was simply tired of their constant on-and-off relationship. At the thought of his ex-girlfriend, he shook his head and sighed heavily.
>>You´ve never had enough! You always wanted more! <<
John had tried everything to make Abigail and Jack live a normal life. He would have done anything for them, but she had never been satisfied.
John was startled by his thoughts as he heard loud shouts and shots. Immediately he stopped his horse and turned in the direction of the sound. John's horse got a little restless, so he had to calm him down. "Shh... good boy!" The young man hurried after the screaming and he realized on closer inspection that men had just raided a coach and they had already killed the coachman. These men laughed happily and plundered everything that came in their dirty fingers. John clearly heard the cries of help from a young woman and he immediately pulled out his revolver and hurried to the coach.
"No! Don´t touch me!"
You defended yourself with all the strength you had against the man who touched you and who tried to grab you under your skirt.
"YOU PIG!"
You beat your tormentor's chest, yell at him and scratch him. But the man above you grabbed your wrists and pinned them over your head.
"Shut up, girl!"
You felt the stranger's hand under your skirt and he tore at your underwear. He was heavy on you and you felt like he was crushing you. You had no chance and you knew that now a miracle must happen to get you out of this terrible situation.
He tore apart your blouse and released much of your skin, which pleased this man very much. He smirked and laughed.
"We haven´t had such a beautiful woman like you for a long time! You'll let us all have our fun sweetie will you?"
There was fear in your eyes and the thought that these guys would rape you was just awful and disgusting.
You were still a virgin and no man had ever come so close to you. Deflowered by such guys? No! That was not allowed to happen!
"NOOO! HEEELP! PLEASE! ANYONE!"
Suddenly you heard shots outside and the wild neighing of the horses and without warning, your tormentor was dragged away from you. You looked surprised at your savior. Your chest moved quickly and your body was still shaking with fear. This had been more than close and tears were gathering in your eyes. Lately, a lot of things went wrong in your life and you have lost a lot.
"You goddamn animals!"
John didn´t hesitate and killed one after the other. He knew these were outlaws and they were responsible for many murders and rape. This place would definitely be better without these men. There was a bounty on these men. And John would get that money.
But more important for John right now was to check on you and bring you home safely. Or if it was necessary to take you to a doctor. John didn´t know if he had prevented a rape, but he had definitely prevented another murder.
The young man knew that now he had to be careful not to put you in an uncomfortable situation so he slowly approached the coach.
"Miss? You hurt?"
Your eyes could now see your rescuer more accurately and you were very surprised to see such an attractive face behind this husky voice. A young man stood in front of you. He was maybe 33 or 34 years old? His distinctive scars were immediately noticed by you.
"No, I'm fine. Thank you, Sir..." You had just escaped a terrible act of violence and you were so thankful that this man had found you.
But the shock was still deep inside you and John could see that clearly. Your face was very pale and you didn´t feel well. You were dizzy and your body was still shaking. You hold the fabric of your torn blouse tightly pressed against you to cover your bare skin underneath.
"Miss, can I take you home or maybe to a doctor?"
But you shake your head and your gaze slides to the ground.
"No... I don´t think I need a doctor", you said softly and then you looked back into his striking face.
You had the feeling that you could trust this man and why shouldn´t you? After all, he had saved you and he had certainly not done this to harm you now. Suddenly the young man held out his hand to you and he gave you a small smile.
"Maybe you want to get out of this coach first?"
You looked at him and then you had to smile. Yes, you could surely trust him. You put your hand in his and he helped you to dismount.
"Thank you."
"So where can I take you?"
"I was on my way to Strawberry", you said and then you remembered your basket of food that you had left in the coach. You almost forgot it and you immediately looked for it.
So you went into that coach again and John wondered what you're doing and looked at you a bit unsure. But when he saw the basket in your hands, his question was answered. Right now this basket full of food was the most valuable thing you had in your possession. Except for these and some clothes, nothing was left to you. In the last few weeks, many things went badly in your life and you had to fight your way through this wild prairie alone.
It was hard but you couldn´t give up. You were lucky enough to have found a job in Strawberry. You clean a doctor's office and that was better than nothing. But that wouldn´t be enough in the long run. You could barely keep afloat, but your accommodation in a hotel would be very expensive for you in the long run. But what choice did you had? You had to sell all of your mother's jewelry to have a warm dish on your table at least once a day.
Unfortunately, the jewelry was not very valuable, but you had money in your pocket and something to eat in this basket. That was enough for you.
"Good! Then I'll take you to Strawberry!", said your foreign savior. You nod and thanked him.
"My name is (Y/N) (L/N)"
"John Marston."
It was a pleasure for you to meet him.
John helped you to get on his horse and gave you the basket before he sat behind you.
"You shouldn´t travel alone in this area. In the last few years, some gangs have formed to hunt down women. You were lucky that I was around!"
You sighed softly and nodded. John was right. You were really lucky.
"Yeah, I'm not going to be that stupid a second time."
You had learned your lesson and it wouldn´t happen again.
John calmly took you to Strawberry. He was more of a quiet guy and didn´t seem very talkative. But if you asked him questions, then he answered them. You could find out that he owned a farm and animals. That sounded like a dream to you... above all, the farm that belonged to your family had been cremated to the ground. You didn´t want to think about it because it tore your heart. You lost everything that terrible night... This fateful night two weeks ago...
During the rest of the way, you were very quiet and lost in thought.
>>How will my life go on? <<
It´s hard for you but you couldn´t change what happened and you would have to work hard. You were used to working on a farm but you had the support of your father. But now he wasn´t with you anymore. You were completely alone.
"Here we are."
You sigh softly as you were pulled back to reality by John's voice. John got off his horse. He gently reached for your hips and helped you to dismount. With a smile on your face, you thanked the young man. God, what would have happened to you if this man hadn´t been?
"Thank you, Mr. Marston. But unfortunately, I can´t offer you anything to express my gratitude.", you said shyly.
But John wouldn´t accept anything from you. You had been a woman in need and John didn´t want any recognition for it. He had done many bad things in his life and it was time to do good deeds. One thing was certain: He would go to hell for his sinful life, but maybe he could cleanse himself from a few sins.
"Please miss, you don't need to give me anything."
You smiled and nodded.
"Well, maybe we'll meet again soon?" said John.
"I hope so, Mr. Marston", you said.
You both didn´t even know what fate held for you...
Several days passed and for some reason, John just couldn´t forget you. He was always thinking of you and how much he enjoyed talking to you. You didn´t ask him any annoying questions about his scars like other people did. He wondered what you were doing right now and how you felt after the carriage raid.
>>I should look for her. Maybe she needs a helping hand?<<
John didn´t hesitate and saddled his horse. It was early in the evening and he had done his work for today. Strawberry wasn´t far from his place and therefore this decision wasn´t difficult for John. Even if he had to ride to Saint Denis, John wanted to see you.
You just finished your work. You cleaned the doctor's office of Doctor Whiteberry and dusted everything. Doctor Whiteberry was also very happy with your work and praised you. "Very good, Miss (L/N)! I am very satisfied with you Miss!"
"Thank you, Doctor Whiteberry." Doctor Whiteberry was a young and very respected doctor in Strawberry. However, his manners left much to be desired. He left no opportunity to touch you. Whether he just put his hand on your hip, or if he always came very close to you while talking. You felt very uncomfortable. That's what he's been doing since you work for him.
"Well... I'll go then."
"I´ll see you tomorrow Miss (L/N). I wish you a pleasant evening!"
You hurry from the doctor's office and sigh heavily. Finally, you had survived this day and you had to admit that you were very exhausted. You retreated to the rented hotel room and took a warm bath to relax your tired bones. But you felt very lonely. You weren´t used to being alone and you missed the echo of your family very much. Your heart contracted painfully when you thought of your father. He had always been very strict but he had always been good to you. He had done everything for you and you once had a good relationship with him. But now he was gone and your farm didn´t exist anymore. And you were sure that this fire was not an accident. But the fire was intentionally laid. Unfortunately, you had no proof and you didn´t want to mess with those people you blamed for the fire. And now? What now? How would your life go on? You had no money for a lawyer and who would believe you without evidence?
"That's so unfair...", you whispered and tears are gathering in your eyes. Your parents had worked so hard for this farm and suddenly everything was burned down and your father died as he tried to rescue the horses from the stable. But it had been in vain. Suddenly you burst into tears. You always did that. Whenever you were alone and the silence fogged you, those terrible memories show up and you had to cry. And you just couldn´t stop it. How could you stop crying? Everything was taken away from you and you didn´t know how to survive out there. You were a young and unmarried woman. It's going to be a hard time for you.
You wanted your old life back but you knew that this would never be possible.
You stayed in the bathtub until the water became cold. After putting on some fresh clothes, you went over to the window and looked out. It was a beautiful evening and the sun would set soon. Maybe a little walk wouldn´t be that bad before it got dark? You could take a look at the area and focus your thoughts on something other than your loss. You enjoyed being outside in nature and strawberry had many beautiful places to offer. When it suddenly knocked on your door, you turn to this surprised. "Huh?" You didn´t expect visitors. Who could that be? You were a bit curious and when you finally opened the door, you were very surprised to see John.
"Mr. Marston?"
"Miss!"
He smiled at you and you also smiled. It was very good to see him. You didn´t thought to see him again so soon.
"What a pleasant surprise!", you said and ask the young man in. "What can I do for you, Mr. Marston?"
"I just wanted to look after you, ask you how you're doing."
Your cheeks turned red and you smiled a little shyly. It was very nice of him to look after you and that flattered you. "That´s really kind of you, Sir... but have you come all this way to ask me that?"
Now it was John scratching shyly the back of his head. "Well, I guess so!", he said laughing softly.
"Well, once you're here how about we go for a walk together?", you asked the young man. It would be a great opportunity to get to know each other better and you wouldn´t have to spend this evening alone. You looked up to him hopefully and he accepted your offer. He liked the idea of spending time with you.
"Sure!"
Together with John, you leave your room and set out from Strawberry to see the nature. The fresh air in this area was very soothing and the chirping of birds was like music for your ears. It wasn´t so hot anymore, so a walk around this time was very pleasant. You were very grateful to John for his kindness and you enjoyed the company of a human being.
"So... uhm..."
John scratched his head in embarrassment. He wasn´t a talkative guy, but simply keeping quiet and saying nothing would be more than embarrassing.
"Tell me something about you, Miss."
"Please, call me (Y/N)", you said. You didn´t want to be so formal and you wanted to create a casual atmosphere between you two.
"Alright (Y/N)."
Okay, so he wanted you to reveal something about yourself? But what should you tell him? Where should you start? Maybe it was too early to confront him with your problems. You would keep a few secrets for yourself. You would certainly find a more suitable topic of conversation. And in fact, you talk about simple things. About God and the world while enjoying the beautiful nature that surrounded you. After all these weeks, you finally forgot your problems and laughed. The closeness to this man cheered you up.
"Oh no! He really threw you off?!"
"Hell yeah! This creature is so damn stubborn! I mean, I should have known beforehand that he would throw me off! He already had such a damn dangerous look in his eyes!"
John told you about how one of his horses had thrown him off. His stubborn stallion Zechariah was still to be treated with caution.
Well, let's say it like this:
Zechariah decided who was allowed to ride on his back and who wasn´t. You couldn´t hold it back and laughed out loud. Of course, that was certainly not pleasant for John, but the way he told you about it and the fact that he laughed just made you laugh too. John stopped in his movement and looked at you in surprise. He didn´t think he would make you laugh like that.
"Excuse me?! That was painful!"
But he grinned himself. He has to admit that this was a funny story.
"I'm sorry, John! I know that's not funny!"
You try to calm down and take a deep breath. But when John gave you a grinning look, it blurted out of you again.
"I'm so sorry! Hahahaha!"
And John couldn´t hold on anymore and laughed too.
"Just wait until I put you on Zechariah! He'll be happy!"
"You wouldn´t dare!"
"Oh really (Y/N)?"
You nodded and gave him a smirk. You were quite sure about that. Especially since his horse Zechariah was not around. At least that´s what you thought. But exactly with this horse, John had ridden to Strawberry.
"Yeah really!", you said and John smiled cheekily.
"Is this a challenge?" he asked then and you looked at him questioningly.
"A challenge? Oh no, John! I'm very sure you wouldn´t dare. You would regret it!" Finally, John sighed and he agreed with you. Of course, he wouldn´t dare.
"I guess... you're right. I would certainly regret it!"
John would never put you on his wild stallion. As I said before, Zechariah was to be treated with caution.
It was getting dark and John decided to bring you back to the hotel. As beautiful as this walk was, but nocturnal animals wouldn´t be a nice encounter now. In this area, wolves were at home and he didn´t want something to happen to you.
John brought you back to the hotel. But before you say goodbye to him, he introduced you to the famous Zechariah. A beautiful, white and tight horse.
"This is Zechariah!"
Your eyes became very big at the sight of this beautiful creature. This animal looked so peaceful and he snuggled against John as he gently stroked his mane.
"Don´t be afraid. He likes to be touched. He just doesn´t like it when strangers sit on his back!"
You smiled and approached this horse with respect. Carefully, you reached out to Zechariah's forehead and you looked again at John.
"May I?"
John nodded. It was ok. You could easily touch Zechariah and he obviously liked it. He huffed satisfied.
"Oh... you pretty boy."
"Prettier than his rider!" John said, chuckling softly. John made no secret that he found himself ugly.
"Well then... thank you, John. Thank you for this nice evening."
You looked into his eyes and he returned your gaze.
"It's rare that people appreciate my company!", John said and you had to smile. He was too self-critical. You really enjoyed his company.
"Goodnight, John. See you soon.", you said.
"Goodnight (Y/N)."
And John hoped for a quick reunion with you.
A few weeks later ...
John and you have seen each other very often in the last few days and done many beautiful things together. You enjoy spending time with him and he let you forget your worries. But a most worrying letter made it hard for you today. A letter that recorded your father's debts. Debts that you had to pay for now. You were totally confused and that's why you couldn´t do your job well.
"Miss (L/N)! Please take care of these glasses! You almost knocked them over! A little more concentration!"
"I'm sorry Doctor Whiteberry.", you said softly. You couldn´t lose this job in any case. This job was your only source of income. There were so many debts your father had left you. Debts you didn´t know about. Until today. How should you pay for these debts? You were lost! You already had so much money to pay for your stay at the hotel and food. You tried to focus on your work again, but suddenly Dr. Whiteberry stood behind you.
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"You look so stressed. What's going on, dear?"
Doctor Whiteberry put his hands on your shoulders and you had a bad feeling immediately. You withdrew from his touch and look up at the man uncertainly. His touch was very uncomfortable for you. You had felt the pressure of his hands on your shoulders and that told you that this man was no lamb. Definitely not. You didn´t want to admit it, but your boss seemed to be very interested in you.
"I'm just thinking. Nothing more Doctor."
"Aha... maybe I can help you to turn your thoughts in a different direction, or even forget them altogether?"
He chuckled at you lustfully and you saw that dangerous sparkle in his eyes. You really couldn´t use this. A boss who sexually harasses you? And you were a damn easy prey right now. Here in his office and you were his employee. My god...
"I-I don't know what you mean, Doctor Whiteberry!"
You made yourself stupid. Of course, you did. You didn´t want to deepen this unpleasant conversation and it was time to go home
"I don´t feel very well. I should go!"
You passed the young doctor without another word and he looked after you with a grin. He pulled your clothes off of your body with his eyes and he purred softly. You were such a shy bunny, and Doctor Whiteberry liked that.
You made your way to the hotel with quick steps and thought about the behavior of Doctor Whiteberry. What a pushy guy he was! And you had the fear, that this wouldn't be the last time.
When you arrived at the hotel; John stood with his horse Zechariah in front of it and he was already waiting for you "John!"
You forgot your appointment with him and you were now more than embarrassed. You closed your eyes and run your hands over your face, sighing softly.
"Excuse me, John! I forgot about you!"
John immediately saw that something was wrong with you and he wondered what was tormenting you. "It's okay, but... you don´t seem to be well, (Y/N). What's wrong with you?"
He was really worried about you and you couldn´t hold back your feelings. You start to cry and you covered your face with your hands. John swallowed slightly as he saw you cry. He was sorry to see you sad like this.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?", he asked softly and put his hand on your tender shoulder. You shake your head and sob softly.
"I don´t know what to do now, John... I have no strength left to fight."
John didn´t know what you were talking about and he frowned.
You had thought that work in Doctor Whiteberry's practice would keep you afloat. But now there were these enormous debts and you couldn´t pay them. That broke your neck. John led you to a bench and sat down with you on it. He would listen to you closely and not leave your side.
"I... lost everything John.", you said looking into his eyes. Your eyes were tormented by pain.
"A big fire burnt down our farm, and I lost my dad just because he wanted to rescue our animals from the stable!"
You shook your head at the thought that your father had left his life in vain. The animals had died in the fire as well. There had been no chance for them, but your dad had been so stubborn and he had tried everything to help these animals.
"I have nothing left, only a few bucks in my casket and that's all! And today I find out that my father has debts! I can´t pay these debts! I have no money!"
John sighed heavily when he heard that. He knew the issue of debt only too well and he wanted to help you. He didn´t have any money himself, but he could offer you to live with him on his farm. In return, you could help him with his daily work.
"(Y/N), I can´t offer you any money, but I can offer you to live with me on my farm, you would have a roof over your head and a hot meal on your plate."
You were a bit speechless when he offered you this and you could hardly believe your luck. This was very kind of John.
"The only thing I ask you in return is, that you help me on my farm. I could use a couple of hands!"
He smiled at you and you didn´t even think twice. You accepted John's offer immediately.
"Oh John, you'll save my life!"
Once again he was your guardian angel. You were very grateful for his generous offer.
"And my farm is not far from Strawberry, so you could keep your work in the doctor's office."
You nod and look uncertainly to the ground. Yes... the doctor's office.
You just hoped that Dr. Whiteberry wouldn´t continue to bother you...
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fifty questions
Thank you for the tag @jalapenobarnes
1. What is the colour of your hairbrush? tan and black
2. Name a food you never ever eat. beans, easily. I also will not eat tripas o lengua. sorry.
3. Are you typically too warm or too cold? cold, but I'm always around the house barefoot and in shorts
4. What were you doing 45 minutes ago? Raging over Modern Warfare bc I am trash but I love the “Drop Zone” mode
5. What is your favourite candy bar? Kit Kat’s. Easily. Next.
6. Have you ever been to a professional sports game? I’ve seen a Chicago Fire game if that counts.
7. What is the last thing you said out loud? “can you tell him to come take care of the Batman?”
8. What is your favourite ice cream? I love almost every flavor. Salted Caramel is a must but I LOVE Ben n Jerry’s Chunky Monkey
9. What was the last thing you had to drink? Iced Tea w/ Lemonade
10. Do you like your wallet? no, she’s getting worn
11. What was the last thing you ate? These Polish meat patties that my mom made. She made them with turkey meat bc we don’t really eat pork in my house
12. Did you buy any new clothes last weekend? no.
13. The last sporting event you watched? next.
14. What is your favorite flavor of popcorn? Give me anything buttery.
15. Who is the last person you sent a text message to? @jalapenobarnes, I said “dude, I don’t even know it’s still alive LMAO”
16. Ever go camping? NOPE, but I do enjoy hiking!
17. Do you take vitamins? Vitamin C.
18. Do you go to church every Sunday? Hell no. My religious beliefs , though I was raised Catholic, aren’t like that. I find church so boring, I would always daydream and come up with scenarios. I only go for my grandparent’s celebration of life mass. I don’t know what you call them.
19. Do you have a tan? No, I am pale n red
20. Do you prefer Chinese food over pizza? Fuck yes.
21. Do you drink your soda with a straw? When I drink soda, nope.
22. What color socks do you usually wear? I HAVE TONS OF CUTE SOCKS SO DEPENDS WHAT MOOD I’M IN AND IF I HAVE A FEELING THOSE BITCHES WILL DISAPPEAR IN THE LAUNDRY.
23. Do you ever drive above the speed limit? Yes. I hate going slow, lmao. But the moment you see a cop, you better slow tf down. If you see a camera or school zone, you better slow tf down. Illinois just wants everyone’s money.
24. What terrifies you? myself.
25. Look to your left, what do you see? My mom’s purse and her work backpack, clean scrubs next to that.
26. What chore do you hate most? washing dishes and mopping
27. What do you think of when you hear an Australian accent? H2O (yes, I know that's in New Zealand but I can’t help my stupid brain)
28. What’s your favorite soda? Seagram’s Gingerale, Coke but it has to be the one from the glass bottle (hecho en Mexico), Sidral Mundel, Yoli’s, and thought it’s not soda, Peñafiel de Limón.
29. Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive? Drive.
30. What is your favourite number? 5. It’s my birth date and my number in water polo.
31. Who’s the last person you talked to? my best friend
32. Favourite cut of beef? I don’t know what you would call it in English, I think it’s short ribs? but costilla 🤤
33. Last song you listened to? are U gonna tell her by Tove Lo ft. Mc Zaac
34. Last book you read? UM, UM, I can’t remember but I am reading The Cactus by Sarah Haywood
35. Favourite day of the week? Fridays for sure
36. Can you say the alphabet backwards? I still gotta sing the damn song
37. How do you like your coffee? Iced, with coconut milk
38. Favourite pair of shoes? My new Kaptir X Shoes (Adidas) and my NMD_R1 Star Wars (the Rey ones) which are also Adidas
39. The time you normally get up? 6am or 7am on the weekdays, 6am on Sundays and Saturdays around 9-10
40. What do you prefer, sunrise or sunsets? SUNSETS. I used to love sunrises in high school
41. How many blankets on your bed? Two comforters and a weighted blanket
42. Describe your kitchen plates. Plain white or black with a rim that pops up.
43. Describe your kitchen at the moment? she cute.
44. Do you have a favourite alcoholic drink? I just turned twenty on and I wasn’t very social in high school plus I commute to uni. I love Four Lokos (Fruit Punch), Tequila, Svedka. I love Mango Margaritas. I hate beer, but you give me a good ass Michelada, you’ve got my love.
45. Do you play cards? no.
46. What colour is your car? red
47. Can you change a tire? no, I rely on my Mexican father and all his connections way too much.
48. Your favourite state? El Estado de Mexico y Michoacan. I hate it here in states. The only thing I like about Illinois is the national parks tbh. Oh, I COMPLETELY FORGOT I TRAVELED. I know it’s not a state, but Washington D.C was beautiful when I went around this time, four years ago. The cherry blossoms made the entire trip worth it.
49. Favourite job you’ve had? lmao
50. How did you get your biggest scar? I was like 12 n stupid. I was riding my brother’s small ass bike (he’s five years younger than me). I was on the street and I was riding the bike while standing up and I accidentally leaned forward and fucking flipped forward. My knee has a scar (even tho I think everyone’s knees are scar-ed up) and my left pink toe is a lighter shade lMAO
Tagging, no pressure: @rogueobservation, @stargazingcarol, @jewelswrites-ish,
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Drabble Me This
Hey guys I’ve decided to do a Drabble game! My best friend helped me make this list! @himekute Love you bestie!
-One person = one number
-70 numbers available!
-Mainly stray kids but can do side characters from other groups in the Drabble
-You may request a time stamp along with your number
1-“All it took was one look into those eyes and I knew that was the last time I'd be at home for a while." - girl of protective parents runs away/breaks rules for rebel bf
2-“Why is there a duckling floating in the bathtub?" - girl rescues a duckling from side of the road and brings in home. Bf discovers it and they become duck parents.
3-“I remember this feeling. It feels like home." cuddly bf attached to gf hip. Touching her one way or another - backhugs, holds hand, hand in back pocket, arm around hip.
4-“We didn't know when we'd see each other again." Spontaneous kissing. Passionate. Hands through hair. Picks up and pushes against the wall. Sits on counter tops. Nuzzling. Lip biting and bruising.
5-“Do you trust me?"
6-“You don't have to do this. I can change. I'll be better."
7-“When I hear forever, I see their face smiling back at me."
“8-“I didn’t mean to kill her.”
“Stop talking about me like I’m dead!”
“Her voice is still so energetic”
9-“Are we lost?”
“No?????”
“That sounded reassuring”
10-“I don’t really think before I act. It’s part of my charm”
11-“Excuse me? Are you telling me what to do?....thank goodness I have NO idea what I’m doing.”
12-“I'm dying."
"No you're just hungry." (Not looking at them. Looking at tv)
(Lays body across their legs) "I'm not gonna make it."
13-“You have three seconds before I start screaming."
"Listen I-"
"One"
"You don't understand-"
"Two"
"You see the thing is-"
"Three"
SCREECHES
14-“Don’t worry nobody is expecting much. Just be you...actually be you but like less...you.”
“Was that supposed to be a pep talk?”
15-“You couldn’t handle me if I came with instructions”
16-“Oh bite me” I rolled my eyes. I failed to notice his smirk. “With pleasure darling”
17-“When I’m done with you, you’re back is gonna be four different shades of red”
“Not if you can’t catch me”
18-“Take your things and go!...what are you DOING?! Put me down!”
“You said take my things and go!”
19-“Talk dirty to me."
"It's your turn to do the dishes tonight."
"That's not what I meant."
"You broke our dishwasher trying to clean your crocs."
20-“When I say who's cute, you say me!"
"Who's cute?" "Me"
"Who's cute?" "You"
"Who's cute?" "Us"
"This is why I love you"
21-“Iwon’t let anyone hurt you, you’re safe with me”
“You’re the reason im injured!”
“How was I supposed to know you would be dancing around the house mopping and that you would be very jumpy???”
22-“We gotta go NOW!”
“Why WHERES the fire?”
“Listen idk if you wanna deal with them but I’m not in the mood to have purple marks all over my neck!”
23-“Yeah you think you’re tough! Come AT me!”
“This I was a TERRIBLE IDEA!”
24-“This has got to be one of your dumbest ideas you've ever thought of."
"Relax babe." [Wears goggles while chopping onions] "see no tears."
"Did you just cut yourself?"
"I think we need to go to the ER"
25-“What’s the plan?”
“You had a plan?”
“YOU were supposed to have the plan!”
“well I didn’t!”
26-“Hey so I was wondering..."
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Like what?"
"Like you just found your next meal."
"Because I just did." Smirks
27-“You’re in trouble now baby.”
“Is is it too late to kiss it better?”
28-“I’m gonna show everyone who you belong to. You’re mine!”
29-“This is a terrible idea.”
“Do you wnat to go home?”
“Hell no! This is the most fun I’ve had in years!”
30-“I know this isn’t the way you wanted your life to turn out, but is that really such a bad thing?”
31-“You know when you said 'let's make tonight fun' being hunted like deer in the back alleys wasnt exactly what I had in mind."
32-“You were about to spend the night reorganizing your spice cabinet."
"I don't need to be attacked like this right now."
33-“I’m cold, I’m
Tired, and I’m going to lose it if I don’t have cuddles and coffee in the next three minutes”
34-“How fast are you?”
“I compete with tiger”
“You mean A tiger?”
“No I mean tiger....my cousin’s rabbit”
35-“If they catch us were dead!”
36 “If I get one more jump scare I’m pulling this car over!”
“Umm THERES A WOLF ON OUR ROOF!”
37-“ Remind me again why I'm doing this."
"Because you love me."
38-“ Out of my way my baby is hurt!”
“39-“I’m not gonna ask again. You stay away from MY girl or I’ll rip You to shreds!”
40-“Your lips look cold can I warm them up?”
....”is that your way of asking for a kiss?”
“Listen linda I’ve been wanting to do this for MONTHS now just let me be smooth for once-“
41-“Well?”
“Well what?”
“Make yourself useful and kiss me.”
42-“So tell me whatcha want, whatcha really want."
"I'll tell ya what i want, what i really really want.
I want to kiss you (or i want to marry you or i want you to be mine)."
43-“Hey babe."
"Yeah?"
"We're out of sugar."
"I'll add it to the grocery list lat-"
Kisses her lips
"Don't worry about it. I got some."
44-“Why do we have 50,000 pillows on the bed. We only need two."
"Listen, when the dust bunny soliders bust into our home we won't be sitting ducks. You'll thank me later."
45-“How many lives need to be ruined before you admit here’s a problem?”
46-“Just because you can see a use doesn’t make something useless!”
47-“I never asked you to save me. And I definitely didn’t ask for the rest of this.”
48-“Stop shutting me out and talk to me for once. PLEASE."
49-“Everybody makes mistakes.”
“Not everyone makes the same mistake three times!”
50-“Fool me once shame on me, fool me twice shame on you. Fool me three times shame on you again for taking advantage of my good nature!”
51-“Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed the wya they look at you, whisper and chatter when you appear. They think you’re going to rescue them.”
52-“Run away if you want, but know who you are leaving behind and the risk you are taking. They may not be so patient.”
53-“I told you this all those months ago when we first met. I'll say it again. I'm not who you think I am."
54-“Don’t act like you know me. You don’t KNOW me”
“Yes I do!”
“What’s my favorite color then??”
“Easy blue!”
“...that doesn’t prove anything.”
55-“DOES IT LOOK LIKE I NEED TO BE SAVED?? AM I BROKEN TO YOU??"
"No that's not it."
"What is is then?!?!"
"I love you."
56-“I love you on the outside.”
“Wow that makes me feel SOOOO much better”
“Now let me love you on the inside.”
57-“I already said 'I love you'."
"I know."
"Then what do you want?"
"I want you to say it to me again and mean it this time."
58-“I love you”
“...what did you say?”
“Umm I said you cute?”
“Say it again.”
“You cute.” Gets close to her face “say it again”
59-“Can you do something for me?"
“Anything for you baby."
“I want you to kiss me. And not just the sweet little short kisses we give each other. I need those long, hot, passionate deep kisses that'll leave me breathless. I need you to hold me close to your chest and make it feel like you'll never let me go. I need you to-”
60-“When I saw his face, I could see our entire future together. But when I looked into her eyes, all I could see were galaxies and possibilities."
61-“Are you new here? I don't think I've ever seen you before."
"Yeah, we've only met in your dreams. You're even more beautiful in person."
62-“DONT cover your marks. I want people to know you’re not for sale.”
“...so I’m an object?”
“No! Never! Sorry that came out wrong. But you are mine and I’d like people to keep their hands off.”
63-“(member full name)” “Yes (member last name) (y/f/n)?”” We aren’t married?” “Not yet babe”
64-“nope no kids!” “Why not :(((?” “I have to look after YOU!”
65. "Hey baaabe..."
“Yeeeaaah???"
“You never said we were expecting company."
"I never said what-" pauses and stands protectively in front of them. In a deep voice and darkened eyes "What are you doing here?"
66-“okay this is going to seem absolutely crazy but I need you to run!”
“You want me to RUN?? I’m sorry running is a SIN!”
“It’s either that or be eaten take your pick.”
“If I choose eaten does that make me a snack or a meal?”
67-“oh please I bet you can’t even kiss a girl sweetly . All you know how to do is be rough.”
Slams hands on desk. “But you like it rough don’t you? I can see it. But that’ll have to wait for another time.”
Scoff. “Another time? Like you’re gonna get a first time-“
68. "Why did I ever trust you!?!?"
"Baby, don't say things like that! You can trust me!!"
"YOU ATE THE LAST SLICE OF BANANA BREAD WHEN I PUT A SPECIAL STICKY NOTE ON IT."
"I'm sorry 😭😭"
"No this marriage is over."
"We aren't married.”
"You're right we aren't now."
69. "Don't touch me. Don't look at me. Don't think about me. Don't *shaky breath* just *voice breaks* don't."
"Love, let me explain. That wasn't me."
"It wasn't you?? If it wasn't you, then who was it???? Hmm!"
"My twin."
70. "Hey! Do me a favor will ya?"
“Yeah sure what do you - is that, why is there blood on your shirt?
“Kiss me.”
“W h a t?”
Kisses and pulls back after people pass them.
“Thanks.”
“Yeah sure whatever...blushes
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Review of SFTB Products
This is a complete review of all of the scents I have from @scentsfromthebunker. I will have a separate list for the Marvel scents. I was going to link all of these, but it would crash the Tumblr post and break the links. Just go to the SFTB blog and follow the link in her bio! I’m going to put this under the cut because it’s super long.
1. AKF- Water, Witch Hazel, Lavender, Chamomile ~This was the very first scent I bought from SFTB and I think it’s the only one that’s still mostly full. I mainly use it when I’m having a really bad day. It’s not too strong and it’s perfect when you just want to relax.~
2. Angel Grace- Spearmint, Water, Witch Hazel ~Angel Grace is one of my all time favorites. I wear it to work a lot and it makes everyone think I have gum. I occasionally mix it with Jack and the perfect combination. It definitely puts me in a better mood.~
3. Baby- Water, Witch Hazel, Leather, Cinnamon, Coffee, Vanilla, White Lily, Sandalwood, Musk ~There are 3 bottles of Baby in my house currently. One of them is mine and the other two belong to my brother. He has to test all of the scents I buy because he’s nosy. He fell in love with Baby and instantly asked for 2 for Christmas. I think he keeps one in his truck and his friends can’t figure out why his truck smells so nice.~
4. Billie- Water, Witch Hazel, Cranberry, Vanilla, Lemon ~ I can’t even describe how amazing Billie smells. I love the smell of lemon because it makes me think of things that are clean. Billie reminds me of drinking lemonade in a graveyard, if that make any sense.~
5. Castiel- Cinnamon, Caramel, Sandalwood ~Cas smells safe. The cinnamon gives it a slight spice smell, but it’s balanced out enough that you want to smell more. It’s like a long hug after a bad day. It’s like being wrapped in his trenchcoat and falling asleep in the Impala.~
6. Captivated- Sandalwood, Vanilla, Cinnamon, Clove, Cedar, Amber ~Okay this one almost caused a fight in my house. This one has all of my Mom’s favorite scents so she was really excited when I opened it. I have to order another one so she doesn’t steal mine. It’s almost intoxicating how great this one smells.~
7. Charlie- Water, Witch Hazel, Rose, Orange, Strawberry, Musk, Coconut ~ I love the strawberry and rose combination in Charlie. It makes me think of sunshine and summertime. Charlie just smells happy. Like you wanna put your headphones on and dance around the house kind of happy.~
8. Chuck- Wintergreen, Vanilla, Tobacco, Frangipani ~We all want to smell like God. This one also passed my brother’s approval so he wants one for his birthday. I normally don’t like the tobacco smell, but this one is an exception. It’s balanced just right with the other oils.~
9. Claire- Rose, Apple, Jasmine ~ Claire’s scent is interesting to me. The rose and apple mix well together and the jasmine is just pronounced enough for you to smell. It’s really nice and smells amazing.~
10. Crowley- Water, Witch Hazel, Cinnamon, Apple, Vanilla, Tobacco ~ Like Chuck, I don't normally like the tobacco smell, but this one blends well with the cinnamon and vanilla. It smells like apple pie at a bonfire. I really really like Crowley.~
11. Dean- Water, Witch Hazel, Vanilla, Cinnamon, White Lily, Clove ~AMAZING! I love vanilla and cinnamon so getting Dean was a must. I wear Dean (or Sam) when I know the corporate office is going to be at work. I need a Winchester to have my back.~
12. Demon! Dean- Vanilla, Cinnamon, Orange, Eucalyptus, White Lily ~So take Dean and imagine a darker scent. To me, the cinnamon is a little more pronounced in this one. It’s definitely one I like wearing when I’m writing angst.~
13. Donna- Water, Witch Hazel, Rose, Musk, Lily, Strawberry, Pear, Pineapple ~ A fruit salad with a shot of whiskey. That is the best way I can describe Donna. It has the musk scent, but it’s not super heavy. The rose and lily balance it out nicely. It’s like the perfect balance of happy and determined.~
14. Eileen- Hydrangea, Musk ~ Eileen smells like a walk in the garden. I can’t help but smile when I spray Eileen. I also like to pair Eileen with Sam because they balance each other out.~
15. Gabriel- Water, Witch Hazel, Orange, Clove, Cinnamon, Vanilla, Gardenia, Musk ~ I love the orange and vanilla scent of Gabriel. It makes me think of baking with my Dad. It’s like spending all day baking and then going outside and sitting on the porch.~
16. Heaven- Gardenia, Magnolia ~Heaven reminds me of fresh laundry hanging on the line. It’s a spring morning in a hammock with a good book. It’s relaxing.~
17. Hell- Orange, Cinnamon ~ Hell smells amazing. If Hell really smells like this then sign me up! The scent lasts for hours and it goes great with Sam or Dean.~
18. Jack- Peppermint, Vanilla ~Oh my gosh, this precious nougat child smells amazing. It reminds me of Christmas and I wear it with Angel Grace. I like wearing it when writing fluff because it just puts you in a good mood.~
19. Jamie- Sandalwood, Rose, Vanilla, Pine ~Kilts. I swear to Chuck that’s all I think of when I wear Jamie. I need to watch Outlander so I can get the full experience. I like the outdoorsy scent and I use it around the house a lot.~
20. Jared’s Empathy- Vanilla, Sandalwood, Pear, Pineapple, Musk, Rose, Lily, Cinnamon ~Look, I’ve met Jared, I’ve hugged Jared, and I’ve almost passed out in front of Jared. I swear this is very close to what Jared smells like. I’m currently out of Jared and I need to send my bottle back. I used to wear Jared to work, but I think I ran out during the Black Friday/Thanksgiving/Christmas rush at work. It kept me calm during all that craziness.~
21. Jensen’s Warmth- Vanilla, Cinnamon, White Lily, Rose, Coffee ~So, (as weird as it sounds) Jensen feels safe to me. I was terrified of him at Nashcon last year, but he just has this warmth about him that feels safe. I wear Jensen when I’m feeling overwhelmed. I’m a little low on Jensen because I shared him with my manager at work.~
22. Jody- Gardenia, Cinnamon ~Jody is such a Mom scent in my opinion. Like when you have those days where you just need to go to your Mom. It’s a protective and nurturing scent that makes you feel good.~
23. John- Water, Witch Hazel, Sandalwood, Musk, Cinnamon, Vanilla, Patchouli ~The sandalwood, musk, and cinnamon combination is freaking amazing. The vanilla and patchouli balance it out perfectly. It’s almost like Dean, but it has more of a aged smell to it. It reminds me of leather jackets for some reason.~
24. Love Yourself First- Ylang Ylang ~ I love using this one with my AKF and YANA scents. It’s perfect when I’ve had a rough day at work or school. Plus it helps me sleep at night.~
25. Lucifer- Apple, Orange, Lemon, Cinnamon, Eucalyptus, Vanilla ~ Lucifer makes me think of cookies for some reason. Like spiced snickerdoodle cookies. That probably sounds weird, but I really like Lucifer.~
26. Lucifer!Sam- Amber, Vanilla, Cinnamon, Apple, Sandalwood, Clove ~Lucifer!Sam gives off a warm and almost protective vibe to me. I’ve started wearing it to work and it lasts my whole 9 hour shift. I am in love with Lucifer!Sam~
27. Mary- Jasmine, Rose, Honeysuckle ~ Mary is another one that reminds me of spring and fresh laundry. Mary makes me wanna curl up with a good book and just relax. I love honeysuckle and it just makes this scent perfect.~
28. Meg- Water Witch Hazel, Violet, Lavender, Chamomile, Cinnamon ~One of my all time favorites. I use Meg around the house because of the lavender scent. It’s one of my Mom’s favorite and I also use it in my room when I’m doing homework.~
29. Michael!Dean- Cinnamon, Vanilla, White Lily, Sweet Tobacco, Musk ~ It’s exactly how I imagined he would smell. It’s like Dean but with more mystery behind him. I currently use this one at work and I share it with one of the girls in electronics. It helps on stressful days when customers are yelling at me.~
30. Misha’s Kindness- Coconut, Vanilla, Gardenia, Cinnamon ~Misha never fails to make me smile and that’s why I really like this scent. It always puts me in a good mood especially after a bad day at work. I sprayed one of my shirts with it before throwing it in the dryer and it smelled like Misha all day.~
31. Negan- Amber, Cinnamon, Sandalwood, Patchouli ~ Kicking butt and taking names! Negan smells like determination and gives off an air of authority. The cinnamon gives it just enough spice to make you wanna come back for more.~
32. Pie- Apple, Cinnamon, Vanilla ~Smells good enough to eat! I love wearing Pie with Dean or Demon!Dean. It’s sweet, but not overpowering.~
33. Purgatory- Orange, Cedar ~ This one reminds me of the forest and the orange lightens the scent some. It’s like going down a walking trial and coming into a clearing. It smells wonderful and amazing.~
34. Rowena- Water, Witch Hazel, Raspberry, Rose, Orange, Musk, Coconut, Patchouli ~ I forgot how much I loved the smell of Rowena. It almost reminds me of raspberry tea. It’s light and fruity and I really like it.~
35. Ruby- Water, Witch Hazel, Rose, Musk, Orange, Coconut, Violet, Patchouli, Vanilla ~ Ruby is one of my newest additions and I am in love with it! This is literally how I imagined Ruby would smell. It’s a darker smell, but the orange gives it a kick. The rose and violet are subtle, but not overpowering. It’s just freaking amazing and I can’t wait to use it more.~
36. Sam- Water, Witch Hazel, Vanilla, Sandalwood, Coffee ~My Sam bottle is almost empty! It’s great to use when I’m studying and I can’t focus. I also use it on my pillow and I sleep so much better. The coffee scent is great for when I going to work and I’m still tired. Everyone at work really likes Sam.~
37. Soulless!Sam- Vanilla, Cinnamon, Orange, Coconut, Patchouli ~ This is honestly how I imagined Soulless!Sam would smell. It’s like spicy Sam honestly. It’s amazing. I wore this one a lot last semester because I had to deal with some difficult people in class. I occasionally mixed this one with Demon!Dean and it’s really nice.~
38. Wayward Sisters- Azalea, Apple, Jasmine, Musk ~ This one smells wonderful. I love the mix of jasmine and musk. The azalea is just enough not to be overpowering. The apple adds a sweet scent. It’s just amazing.~
39. Winchester Bros- Vanilla, Sandalwood, Musk, Cinnamon, White Lily, Rose ~Take Sam and Dean and travel with them in the Impala for a few days. It’s borrowing a flannel and you’re not sure which brother it belongs to. It’s falling asleep in the Impala and one of the boys carrying you into the Bunker. It smells like Winchester and I love it so much.~
40. You Are Not Alone- Orange, Rose ~ I love the smell of orange, okay? The rose scent tones down the orange and gives it a more floral scent. I like wearing this one with Jared or Jensen. It’s perfect to wear after a stressful day at work.~
Go and show @scentsfromthebunker some love! I’ll have a Marvel review up soon!
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