(n) a place where from where one’s strength is drawn, where one is their most authentic self
A/N: Hello. It has been a while. I have one answer: School
¯\_(ツ)_/¯. But I truly sorry that I couldn’t post this earlier. This is a birthday present for @donttellme-byebye / @xtaetae. Whose birthday was in April. Today is 18th June. Heh.
Really though, this fic is my baby, I’ll protect it until my last breath. I’ve never written something this big, and I’m proud of myself (even if it did take me this long) So I hope you guys like it. HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY BB~
Words: 8.6K (!!!)
Pairing: Kim Taehyung/ V X Reader ; Park Jimin X Reader (yay! love traingle)
Warnings: Self-deprication (?) Abandonment, Dark thoughts (( I really want this to be effective but I really don’t know what I can add ))
You blink up at the bleak ceiling, what can you see of
it; the moon is your only lamp. The only sound you can hear is that of the
ticking clock. Tick tock, tick tock,
Also of the party downstairs. The party downstairs. An
engagement party, a dance party, a bachelor party, a get-drunk party, a
Tick tock, tick tock,
Whether or not there’s a cause, there still a
Tick tock, tick tock,
That might even be better than having a cause. Simple.
Enjoying the booze, enjoying the music, enjoying the feel of someone beside
you, the feel of a random smile thrown your way just…because.
Tick tock, tick tock,
You consider calling him. You can, you certainly can.
The phone is right there, his number being the only one other than your
grandfather’s and the takeout guy’s. It would take exactly three taps on the
screen. What would small talk would you have to endure? What would you say
Hi, I’m okay(ish) How
are you? Of course, all must be merry with you. The weather is perfectly
alright. Classes are going well; the business is going well. I would love to
meet up with you both (and your dog hopefully) but I don’t think I can make it.
I have a big project and the shop…. Yeah, maybe another time. When Pa is
feeling better. Yeah, it’s been nice. Oh, must be date night, haha. I-uh, would
love to talk more, but I think Pa’s calling. Yeah, have a nice time with her. Bye.
Or maybe the excess medication flowing through your
bloodstream will loosen your tongue.
Hi, I’m feeling utterly
miserable and the only thing that has even a sliver of a chance to make me feel
normal again is your voice. The weather is as wretched as I am, and the classes
would be immeasurably better if we could get high off suppressed giggles together
instead of taking notes. But, no. It is not my pleasure and intention to meet
you and my flawless (former) friend. I’d rather it be you. And me. (And your
cute dog). At the shop. Snipping stems, and humming Symphony No. 7. Are you
going to the fair for a date? I wonder if you remember how much I love cotton
candy. Don’t buy her any, please. I want to talk more. Till my heart can’t beat
and my arms can’t greet, I will still want to talk. But this feeling, I don’t
know what, is slaughtering my soul more than when you left and I can’t talk.
Irony at its best, dear fawn. So, I take my bow now with grace (or so I hope)
and I will proceed to fall asleep with all the thoughts in the world or no
thoughts at all. Bye (impossible lover).
Or maybe you will do what you have always done this
time of year. Bake a cake for your grandfather– and to share with the watchman
– wash down a sleeping pill with a swig of fancy wine and fall asleep with the hope
for a dreamless night.
lords reaction in love traingle- how they express their jealousyyy specially lord kojuro
Hmmm hmmm hmmm, fun deliciousssss. Fufufufufu, let’s do this! I think their reaction would differ and largely depends on who their love rival is. So these are just a generalization. That said, a lot of these are based on canon in the game:
Nobunaga will whisk you away if he could afford the time, bringing you with him in one of his seemingly random adventurous trips, to get you away from Mitsuhide (or Hideyoshi, or Inuchiyo). He’ll be an absolute spoiled brat on the way, always demanding to be fed with dessert and such. At night he’ll spoil you senseless, coaxing moans and screams that could be heard by the whole castle and deliberately leaving kiss marks and other telltale of what goes down between the sheets in some very, very obvious places. Then smugly smirks all day long and will absolutely brag about it to anyone who would care to listen.
Mitsuhide will bottle it up. Since his love rival is most likely be Nobunaga. At one event, after drinking, he confesses to you how much this jealousy torments him since he feels that no matter how good or perfect he is, Nobu is always more charismatic, exciting and a step ahead of him in warfare (this is canon). This will translate into him being an absolute beast in bed (yay?) and ahem, the Honnouji incident, of course… we all know how that will go down. With other love rivals, like Kenshin for instance, in one of the event stories, he’ll be icily diplomatic but firm in establishing you as his (even when you are still known as Yahiko).
Yukimura will outright say that he is jealous. But it will take some time (because pure child is rather dense in that department) for him to actually realize that this thing that’s been bothering him inside whenever he sees Saizo or Shingen tease you, is indeed jealousy. Unless it hit him square in the face, like what happened in the current event, when he saw you fell on Kikujiro. He’ll drag you into a corner and kiss you breathless. Jealousy has a good side effect on him, it completely dissolves his timidity and tendency to nosebleed, making him bolder and more physical. So much win!
Saizo will never say anything. He’ll have the most epic internal battle with the green-eyed monster but he will never show it outright. He’ll just look like dead fish on the outside. He cherishes your feelings for him and is selfish enough to covet it but at the same time, He knows that you would have an easier life if you just fall for Yukimura instead, (or any other regular samurai really) thank god that cinnamon roll is dense. He’ll accept fewer jobs that would take him away from you though, if he can afford to do so. If he couldn’t he’ll assign Hanzo or a murder of crows to shadow you.
Masamune will react to his jealousy before he actually realizes that he is jealous. Like offering to take Kojuro’s place to teach you swordplay because he doesn’t like the way he puts his arms around you, or kick Shigezane out of his study when he brings that illustrated dirty porn love guide to show you. Then he’ll make plans to spend some time just with you, either with a trip or a whole day experimenting in the kitchen. You will realize that he is jealous, but the word jealous will not cross his mind but he will instead, ask you to stay with him and spend your time with him and him only.
Kojuro will be absolutely aware that he is jealous and is a little bit mortified to feel such petty feelings (he’s older, he should know better!). If his love rival is Masamune, he’ll be absolutely crushed too - there’s that guilty feeling, and his loyalty will compel him to give you up for Masamune, especially when it is so rare for his kuudere lord to be taken up to a woman ( I wrote a Kojuro jealousy fic, it’s currently on hold though). He will discuss his feelings with you, and make it clear that you have choices and that he will respect it. You will have to convince him that he is the one and only for you, upon which he will carry you home to his messy bedroom and body worship you for three days straight. In a more kinky headcanon, I think Kojuro will be open to a threesome polyamory relationship with Masamune ;) May I recommend a filthy hot porn excellent smut fic of this? Read Twice as Nice by the uber-talented @midorikaze
Inuchiyo will have a hard time to contain his jealousy, ooohhh boy. We know how he could be when he’s drunk and jealous. On a lighter note, he’ll switch his detective mode on and find out everything about his love rival and then judge for himself if this person is worthy of being your love interest and his love rival. He does this with Saizo in one of the story events, in Tenka, he challenges Yukimura to a riverside spar, also, remember when punched a hole in the wall to Hideyoshi’s room so he can watch over you? Other times he will get drunk (like when Mitsuhide presents himself to our mum) Puppy can turn into a beast, yes, but puppy also wants you to be happy. You just have to tell Puppy that he is #1 and he’ll be the happiest overgrown puppy in the universe.
Hideyoshi will be extra, extra, extra nice and attentive, or extra, extra, extra mischievous, showering you with gifts and or pranks, to the point that you realize something is not quite right. When you insists on questioning him, he will eventually confess that he is indeed jealous, but he feels like he doesn’t have the right to ask you not to pay attention to other guys, which of course will compel you to do just that.
Ieyasu will hide his jealousy with more barbed words, sarcasm and snarks, and it will feel like an interrogation. He’ll fish for answers and reactions like asking you “Toramatsu is cute, isn’t he?” or to Toramatsu “Would you like to bed her?” which will be absolutely terrifying (this is kinda canon, though, he did fish for Toramatsu’s feelings for you). But they’ll be just words. Ieyasu tries not to dwell on it beyond words because he realizes that it’s petty and he has no time to deal with it. He’ll monopolize your time though, ordering you to do menial works in his study like grinding herbs or mending his old clothes, just to spend some more time with you and keep you away from other potential suitors. When he’s comfortable, he’ll let it slip that he’s jealous and proceed to fall asleep on your lap. Hahaha, there will be a jealous Ieyasu somewhere in the future chapters of my Ieyasu fic, find the first chapters here and here.
Mitsunari will recognize that he is jealous and will absolutely hate himself for feeling that way, like why does this girl cause so much unnecessary feels inside? It’s bad enough that Hideyoshi does this to him in a semi-regular basis. Since he can’t deal with it, he’ll be extra roasty and horrible to the point where he makes you cry. Upon which he’ll feel even more miserable. The he’ll either do something nice and apologize or he’ll switch to Saki, and Saki can do something nice and apologize and explain that Mitsuntsun is a jealous jealous jealous tsundere.
Shingen is old mature enough to find it funny that he should feel jealous at all. But the fact that he feels it at all tells him that his feelings for you is deeper than he realizes. He’s confident enough that his sexual prowess skill as a lover is enough for you but at some point he’ll talk to you about it and ask you if you change your mind and want someone younger. I get the feeling that if he finds his woman’s thought stray, he’ll blame himself because that means he didn’t do a good job of being her man. He did this in one of Tenka’s event where he invited Kojuro to stay in Kai and he expressed his interest in you. But of course you’ll stick with him, and after confirming that he’ll take you to his room and make sure you couldn’t walk straight the next day.
Kenshin - jealousy, what jealousy? He would probably only be jelly if you’re having trysts with other guys without inviting him - life is too short. He trusts your standard and taste and doesn’t mind sharing. The more the merrier, right? But at the end of the night, he wants you to come home with him and share your sleep only with him.
“I don’t know really…I have never being in this city before.” You felt your skin burn under his gaze as you spoke those words.
“Well, how about we go to…uum lets see….how about Le Jardin du Luxembourg?” He responded and waited for an answered, but then remembered, “Ooh right, pardon me miss. Le Jardin du Luxembourg are truly some beautiful gardens that were created in 1612 by Marie de’Medici, It’s a good activity to do at any point during the day, but my recommendation would be during the mornings were everything smells fresh, and the sun is not to hard you one’s skin.” He said, as he took a quick glanced at your expose neck skin. “Later we can continue our journey by going to a Café dans midi [at twelve o’clock].” He let out a big friendly smile at you as he finished his sentence.
“Well..sure.” you responded shyly.
“Well what are we waiting for then!”
On your way to Le Jardin du Luxembourg, you thought of how wonderful the city was. “No wonder this city is called the city of love, It is indeed a wonderful place to fall in love all over again.” You thought to yourself. However your cheerful thoughts were soon clouded by the fact that Eisuke was not with you to share, and create wonderful moments in Paris. All you could do was sigh.
“Pardon the intrusion Mrs. Ichinomiya but is there something I could do to clear the skies for you, to cheer you up.” François smiled at you, with worry in his eyes. Right at that movement you thought to yourself, “Mrs. Ichinomiya, funny, Eisuke hasn’t even propose to me, and I don’t think he plans to by the way things are looking.”
“Please call me by my first name, ______, unless we are around Mr. Ichinomiya. I’m not formally Mrs. Ichinomiya.” You replied holding up your left hand, showing him that there was no rings as proof that you were not married.
“Pardon me Mrs. Ichino– I mean ______… O gosh I am making a full of my self aren’t I.” You could notice quite clearly his now pronounced blush, as he finish his sentence. Amused by his reaction, you giggle as you responded to him,
“There it is, your smile has finally showed up!” François replied exited, as he ran his fingers through his smooth hair in a shy motion. “You know, you would think he would be more attentive to you. But he seems to be busy all day… I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to say that out load pardon m-”
“No please continue, I hate formality, but I have to fake with with Eisuke, or as you know him Mr. Ichinomiya.”
“Why is that?” He frowned.
“Well you see, I have to be a women “worthy of him”.” You let out a sigh.
“I don’t see why you even have to try, you are.. well…every men’s dream.” hesitant he looked down and moved his face to the left as to hide his blush and avoid eye contact with you. “I didn’t mean to be that bold with you Miss, sorry for over steeping the boundary.” He said still looking down.
“It’s ok really, don’t worry…” You said as an attempt to make him feel better. In all honesty you were very flattered, it had being so long since someone had complimented you that you could not remember the last time someone did. Eisuke never complimented you with that innocent vibe, he always had some sort of intensions pre-planed when he did. It was obvious that Eisuke and François were completely different people, and in a way you were glad for the change of setting.
François finally looked up, and saw you smiling at him. Not long after the driver said, “nous sommes arrivés à l'endroit que vous avez demandé . A quelle heure dois -je attendre votre appel monsieur.” [we have arrived at the location you requested. At what time should I be waiting your call sir.] François quickly responded.
“Nous vous demandons quand nous le faisons , peut-être dans environ un deux heures et demi.” [we will be calling you when we do, maybe in about two hours and a half] With that he got out of his seat and went outside, opening the door and holding a hand for you.
“Oh my” you said, “This are gorgeous.” Pointing now to some roses. François smiled and said,
“Yes, they are indeed.” You both strolled down the park, admiring the scenery. The skies were blue and it was sunny, yet the sun was not hot enough to burn you like François had mentioned. You had even forgotten about what you had sniffed on Eisuke’s shirt that morning.
“Monsieur , je suis perdu et je ne peux pas trouver ma maman.”[Mister, I’m lost and I can’t find my mommy] A little boy said tucking François’s pants.
“Bonjour à petit copain , ne vous inquiétez pas se retrouver ensemble.” [Hello there little buddy, don’t worry will find her together] François looked at you, and said, “He can’t find his mom, is it ok if we help him out, I know this wasn’t what you wer-.” Cutting him off you continued,
“Oh no! By all means we need to help this child.”
François quickly took action and told you to wait with the child exactly were you were, he then ran to look for a police officer. It took him perhaps 10 minutes to come back with the mom and police to where you were. Apparently the mom was talking to the police when François came to them, this was according to what François told you after the incident was resolved. Nonetheless you felt your heart melting as you thought back to how François had taken action.
It was already 11:45am, and François was currently making a call to get the limousine to where you guys were. As you two waited, François turned towards you and said, “ I hope the little incident did not ruin your walk.”
“Ooh that? Its just added excitement.”
“I’m glad you see it that way______,” and added, “most girls that I have escorted are seriously very “special” when it comes to things not going their way. It seems that just the pure thought of doing anything for anybody, scares them to death! But I’m glad that you are different, more comprehensive.” Just as he said that the limousine arrived, and François being a gentlemen, helped you get in it.
François ended up taking you to a regular café, not a fancy one like Eisuke would of taken you to.
Once seated François said,“I thought you would enjoy eating in a less, “formal” setting.”
You were very surprised because that was what you wanted. You wanted to go to a regular café and eat without stressing out, without worrying to be the perfect women for Eisuke.
“How did you know?” In a low shy tone you asked.
“Well first, in the car ride you had mentioned how you hated formality, second, you seem like a person that would actually enjoy the simple things in life.” François said, again flashing that smile at you, the smile that made you blush every time without a fail. You two had a great time eating, the food was delicious, and the vibe was very tranquilizing.
“So tell me more about you?” You asked
“Oh _____, I’m not very interesting.” shyly François responded.
“Don’t say that, everyone is interesting in their own way.”
“Well if you insist…..I’m studying to be an architect. You might ask your self “why is he working here then?” well I work full time as an escort during the break I have between semesters. Its a way to meet new contacts and keep myself busy. I’m graduating next semester, and maybe I can focus on my personal life more. I have a dog and a cat at home, and I enjoy their company veeery much. Umm what else, oh yes, I occasionally play the piano, I use to do it more often but school and work have really taken up most of my time. During school, I try my best to volunteer in schools as often as possible to help students, who can’t pay tutoring, with their math homework. I lived in Spain for a couple of years, and that is where I learn my Spanish.”
“Wait, so you are trilingual?!”
“Ooh gosh, I promise I’m not a nerd,” he said jokingly bringing his hands to his face and then continued, “well that is about it, like I told you I’m a boring person. Don’t judge.” Closing his eyes shut he finished his sentence. Responding you said,
“Well that is not boring at all François, you might be surprise to know how regular my life is.” Suddenly you felt a buzz, it was your phone. “Hello” you answered.
“Where are you?” a familiar cold distant voice asked.
“I’m finishing eating lunch”
“Make sure to get back by 7pm, a group of people will be waiting for you, they will help you get ready for tonight’s event.” With that Eisuke hung up. “Not even an I love you, not even a bye” you thought.
This brought back the memories of that morning. François might of had catch a glimpse of your disappointment because the whole day, he did the impossible to get you to cheer up and have a good time.
It was now 6:45pm and you were now arriving at the hotel Le Meurice.
Upon entering the reception François said, “Well______ we have arrived at your golden cage. I ,like Aimeé, am at your disposal, what ever you need you can just call me.” He said holding his business card towards you.
“Thank you.” you replied, and waved good-bye as you ran to the elevator that would take you to your room floor.
Just as Eisuke had said, there was whole group of people waiting already outside your room. “Good evening Mrs. Ichinomiya, we are your personalized crew. We will be helping you get ready, and look wonderful for tonights event.” A lady with a weird accent said.
“Oh,” you finally spoke up, and unlocked the door to your room. Immediately they started setting up. Tired from the day’s events you could not wait to get in bed and sleep soundly. However you knew that it was not an option you had. Just then you heard a knock, “Come in,” you said.
“Good evening Miss, I have brought your dinner.” Aimeé said as she brought in a silver cart full of trays that carried delicious food.
While eating you checked your Tumblr feed, and put some earphones in. The crew waited until you were done eating to start with their routine.
“Since we don’t have much time with us, we will just give you a hydrating mask, to make your skin glow, while we do you hair. After that I will personally do your make up, I understand Mr. Ichinomiya, wants the makeup a little more to the seductive edge. For that I will use mostly a golden rose liquid eye shadow. I will also use liquid eyeliner for your cat eye, and some light shade of ruby sparkly red for your lips, this will help us achieve that look Mr. Ichinomiya wants. Your dress will be here in a few, its a mermaid design, deep red. Your shoes are going to be black, so will your purse. If you have any further question throughout this process please don’t be afraid to ask me or anyone in this crew.” With that, she started the whole process of getting you ready. In a way it was a nice gesture from Eisuke to have everything set up for you. He knew how indecisive you were. They got you ready with the songs of Edif Piaf. You closed your eyes as you heard the song Le vie en Rose, you had no idea what the song was saying but the melody was mesmerizing and enchanting.
Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Il me parle tout bas,
Je vois la vie en rose.
Il me dit des mots d'amour,
Des mots de tous les jours,
Et ça me fait quelque chose.
Il est entré dans mon cœur
Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause.
C'est lui pour moi, moi pour lui dans la vie,
Il me l'a dit, l'a juré pour la vie. (Edif Piaf, Le Vie en Rose)
It was now 8:30pm, and you could barley recognize yourself in the mirror when the French makeup artist had finish. You were definitely very seductive, and you thought, “Wow wtf, how? I’m not a seductive nor a sexy person, how did they manage to make me look like one?” Looking at yourself in the mirror in awe you saw Eisuke’s reflection.
He was standing behind you with a gentle expression as he looked at you. As you saw him coming closer you turned around to face him.
“You look just how I like you to.” He smirked. With his hand he made a gesture, telling the crew to leave you two alone.
In not time they were out of the room. His hands were now sliding down the valleys of your body. Making your heart rate skyrocket with every second his hands slid on your waist and down your hips. With his right thumb and index finger, he held your chin up. This further exposed your neck. Roughly he turned you around, your back now touching his chest. In a swift movement you felt his lips lightly touch the skin on your neck, and his left arm was now embracing you waist making you blush instantly, making you let out a gasp. Hearing this, he pressed his body further more onto yours. He then started sucking onto your neck.
Worried that people would see the hickey you said,
“E-Eisuke…don’t.” This only made things worst as he tightened his grip on your waist. The king did not like to be told what to do, and you knew it. “Riiing,” he quickly let go of you and answered the phone.
There were so many people in this event, many rich and stuck up people. This made an intoxicating vibe float around the place. “I wan’t you to stop being distant _____.” Eisuke whispered in a hard tone. You nodded, knowing that if you didn’t you were going to be punish, you then started playing his favorite game, to pretend to be the “perfect couple”.
Suddenly you heard a high pitched voice coming from behind,“OOOh gosh! there they are!” Eisuke and you turned around and saw a women and her husband coming towards you two. The women was around her 50’s, and was holding a dog.
“Hello Madame and Monsieur Baribeau,” Eiuske said with the most fake smile you had ever seen. This brought a flashback to when you first met François, and his smile.
“I heard you have somehow manage to get the most promising architect out there!” Monsieur Barbeau said holding his cigar. “Not only has he worked with the most important companies world wide at such young age, but he has made a whole new style famous after finishing his latest project, The guy is miracle!”
“Only the best will do” Eisuke responded.
“When are we going to meet the future of architecture?” Monsieur Baribeau asked eagerly.
“Soon” Eisuke smile as he responded. You then spotted François coming with a more elegant suit then before. “What is he doing here?!” you thought, trying your hardest to keep your facial expression neutral.
“Oh here he is,” Eiuske said glancing to the direction that François was coming from.
“My best friend?” Bucky guffawed loudly as you crinkled your nose in embarrassment.
“Yeah. Like, when I first met him, I just thought he was so gorgeous and just an all round good guy.” You watched your boyfriend of two years flare his nostrils and pull you in by the waist as you giggled at his petty jealousy.
“But then you met me.” He said with a finality.
You nodded, “But then I met you.” The fondness in your voice surfacing as you eyed the love of your life, your fingers itching to brush against the scruff lining his jawline, to tug at the small hairs curling at his ears.
“Thank God for that.” Bucky breathed, his fingertips ghosting across your closed eyelids. You could feel his eyes on you and a warmness seeped into your skin on all the spots he glanced upon, a feeling of adoration blooming within your chest. A gasp of surprise was torn from within you as Bucky nipped at your ear with his bare teeth and tugged you atop of him on the bed, eyes raked open and met with the most devilish grin.
“No, thank Cap.” You winked. He was the one who’d introduced you- to his ‘closest friend’ on one night spent drinking with Sam and Natasha, you’d arrived with him and left with his best friend. The metal armed man with brooding eyes and flowing hair had an intoxicating presence and you were done for after the first hour.
Bucky groaned against your throat and you could feel his grin against your skin, “I’m the ultimate cock block.”
The buzzing of Bucky’s battered mobile phone disturbed your giggles and tore him away from you, to Steve. On ‘urgent’ business.
That was the last proper moment of shared innocence and happiness in your relationship.
Bucky broke the news to you the next day that his ‘plans’ had gone underway, he was to be placed in cryo the next week.
You’d decided that it was the moment immediately before he went under that was the most painful.
Not the years after; spent trying to heal a fractured heart that was wheezing and chugging its way forward, trawling through painful day after painful night like a perpetual torture of existence.
Nor was it the day after, that you spent calling his name out every five minutes only to catch yourself– and remember. It wasn’t the waking up for months on end and stretching your fingers out seemingly for an eternity, searching for that one particular body that you never could reach.
It was having to say goodbye for the first and last time.
“You don’t have to do this.” You whispered, your forehead pressed desperately against his, eyes squeezed shut and forcing back tears.
“I do.” He whispered back, voice hoarse and eyes red from the tears which stung like needles, incomparable to the daggers in his heart.
You promised you’d wait for him, they said a year tops. And if he wasn’t out within a year then it became less and less likely that he’d be released within the decade. Your chest caved in at that, remembering the hollow feelings of helplessness.
That was a lifetime. That was longer than you’d been together, longer than you’d known him. Realistically, you knew you couldn’t wait that long.
So you waited as long as you could.
Two years grieving for lost love, pining after what once was, could have and might still be. You grew bitter after the hopefulness of the first year passed by.
You had an inkling of hope, you were deluded into clinging onto the idea that within a year you’d have your Bucky back and boast about how you’d refrained from other men, lie and say it wasn’t difficult, that you weren’t devastatingly lonely, but tell the truth when you’d say that it was all worth it in the end.
The second year was immiserating, you carried around with you a sense of melancholy as you walked, its presence a physical weight that dragged you down with it. You had isolated yourself from everybody. Pushed Steve away out of pure guilt, things had gotten awkward between you two when he’d tried to kiss you one night. You’d kissed him back. The thought nauseated you. How could you do that to Bucky? He’ll be back soon. (He’ll be back soon. You said 10 months ago, you say today, you’ve said everyday.)
But in the pit of heartbreak and disillusionment you found him.
You found Tony.
Depressed and lonely- as heartbroken as you, and mourning over Pepper- he still possessed a kind heart. He took you in after one drunken missed dial brought you together and you reconnected, for this first time in a long time. You found you could both connect over the heartbreak of losing the love of your life, the pain blindly binding you together, each becoming the others bandaid. A way to recover, solstice.
And over time, a tenderness wrapped around your heart like silk whenever you thought of the broken man. You helped each other heal, come to terms with the old lovers you were never to see again. Pepper had moved away and they had parted on good terms, but the heartache was still raw and Tony blamed himself. You helped him garner some closure on the events that had transpired and he was able to move on and you both stayed so close, held so tight, you could almost feel all your broken parts slotting back together.
they????were????Perfect???????????????????????????idk how you did it but they are and that is a fACT. they both make me hurt inside but!!!!! i can see johanssen having a tough time with it and not being able to be as, uh, stoic(?i guess) as the others. both of them could have happened at one point tbh like?? idk i dont have words they're all gone (you write beautifully btw!) ALSO: I NEED DRUNK BECK SERENADING ABOUT BETH JOHANSSEN @ THE BAR the imagery gives me life
HAHAHAHA YOU WANT THAT, I GOT YOU THEN
title:(drunk) tenerife sea paring:chris beck/beth johanssen word count:1819 rating:g warnings:spoilers for the martian (book) in some kind of way, lmao sinopsis: when martinez said “let’s get drunk” this wasn’t what he was thinking, really. n/a: have a lot of fun doing this. this one is based on thesewonderful headcanons :) and it’s for jessie <3
When Martinez said “let’s get drunk” this wasn’t exactly what Mark was thinking but okay, okay… why the hell no? I mean, if just the idea of Christopher Beck all drunk under a table with a mic on his hand and ‘Bizarre Love Triangle’ out of his red mouth wasn’t funny and almost adorable, what wasn’t?
Martinez was cheering for him and Mark just sat and enjoyed the moment, they were all in Houston for the training and have just got out of the insulation program. Rick’s family was in home, same for Vogel but he didn’t feel like getting his ass drunk so he stayed in his hotel room, while Lewis went into her husband’s arms and Johanssen… well, she needed her time alone with her stupid evil fat cat, Piper. So the three of them would be.
anyway i’ve been watching reign and there’s a love traingle right and i don’t mind i don’t hate those but anyway two brothers are fighting over this girl, who’s the queen and stuff, and she chooses one brother and they get married but then the king MAKES THE OTHER WATCH THEM CONSUMMATE THE MARRIAGE it was so cold dude
If miller had gone with the squad to space I'd be so down for some briller action oh man
Bryan isn’t in space. Sorry. I don’t ship Briller. I like Mackson, Minty or Harminty, if that could be a thing. I’m all about the no-love-traingle thing and just going for poly relationships. I don’t think this show is going to be modern enough for that, but it would be cool.
Pairing: Castiel x reader justcallmeyourgoddess requested:
do I have to sell my soul to to get this request. I’ll go straight to
hell for it, I don’t even want a year. A Cas x Reader. BUT before that-
both Cas & Sam secretly reveal their love for Reader, but said
Reader falls for Cas. Sam then still wants you (fluff-ily, not smutty),
and after several weeks pleas publicly for your affection. Reader
rejects him, which Sam refuses to accept after a few days. He comes back
to you pleading, forcing usually innocent Castiel to put his foot down. Words: 1945 Warning: Heartbreak?
I’m already getting souls offered, this is amazing! I will cherish this soul forever!! Ehm… I’m not really a fan of love traingles… But I really tried to do my best here and I hope that it is okay :D by the way I don’t know how much i’ll be able to post next week as I am getting surgery tomorrow so…
Remember when Adelaide said at Comic-Con she was really glad that they didn’t continue with the love triangle in s1 because “It’s tired, and it’s exhausting, and I’m sick of seeing it… You can only do that for so long before it gets bloody boring”? Lmao she didn’t know what was coming.
I don’t get what is the appeal of the love traingles. Didn’t the Reign writers hear about The Vampire Diaries? Or learn after the Francis/Mary/Bash thing? People get tired of it, the fandom will separate in two sides and most likely this will affect the viewership.
At this point the show is beyond repairable. You think it can’t get worse but yeah, it can.
Idk what are they doing with Mary. I feel very sorry for her, she’s been through a lot, such awful events (fucking writers) but she’s not that likeable to me anymore, especially after watching this episode. You know things get really bad when people stop liking the lead character.
Conde is full of shit. Spying, saying that you do nothing but be a friend of Francis and Mary when you openly pursue the queen, you know that your brother wants to make Bash suffer and that he also poisoned Henry’s bible but you won’t say anything about it, you confront Francis because you think you are the better man, still he lets you stay at court, then you complain everytime Mary defends HER husband. You think you deserve things because you are the Nice Guy in front of Mary.
I’ve been myself delusional about Frary. Lbr, Mary and Francis will be together again but in a forced way. I don’t know how can they feel that genuinely love they once had. It won’t be believable imo.
The wost thing is that they made the terrible mistake of renewing for a 3rd season. Do people trust the writers, like when they “made” Leith a series regular in s2 (lol), usually when they run out of ideas they create plots that last ½ episodes - when it comes to female characters the writers basically give them a new love interest or just create silly, unnecesary plots that at some point don’t make any sense.