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i just had a read back through the old RP I used to write and it's sad because a lot of it was crossover or au or oc and oc which sucks because it means these ships literally don't exist unless me and the other writer create them. There's no fanfic. No Fandom. No other way to experience them again. Especially if we've both stopped doing RP and they were so great. So beautiful. So interesting.
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It wasn't the death he was expecting, in fact he thought that he was in the clear. He wasn't supposed to be like all those others, the ones that were targeted. They had nothing in common, he was just the IT guy. Of course working for the DEO he had learned that sometimes you are just targeted for no reason, that sometimes you are just one of the many that die at the hand of some alien's attacks. And right now that's how he felt. Lying on the bed with James by his side, telling him about how he was ready to live the rest of his life. How he had made up with his mother and suddenly he was free of the weight that had held him down for most of his life. But it was too late.
He didn't remember falling asleep, but he could remember waking up. And he felt a lot better, of course getting cured wasn't going to be all at once but at least now he could get himself to sit up. It wasn't long after that he overheard James talking to J'onn about...Siobhan. It was another minute before he overheard the rest of it and Winn was out of bed. He didn't bother to change out of the black shirt they had put him in when admitted to the infirmary, instead he just pulled on his shoes and went to his computer. It was only moment after that he managed to find out exactly where she was. The pounding in his head didn't bother him, instead he kept his mind focused until he reached her cell. "I'm more interested in why you're here to begin with. And you can trust me when I say that J'onn is going to get an earful when I talk to him."
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There hadn't been a lot of good moments to happen in her life in a long time. Her father a major name in the one group she'd be hunted by just because she didn't like not being able to have a choice on who she loved. She was their poster child, or well she could have been if she hadn't felt every other fiber of her being fighting to be anything but that. It was what lead her here, to Winn, to the rebellion and the life where most she once knew thought she was dead.
Scarred, broken in ways some might not understand, but not dead. And for the first time in a while, with his kiss, she felt very much alive.
"Is that going to be my nickname now? I steal one pumpkin and I'm your pumpkin thief for life?" She teased, brow arching as she looked at him closely. Only then answering his question, "If you're asking me to join you then the answer is yes."
:// ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ... → ᴅᴏɴɴᴀ ᴇᴍᴇʀsᴏɴ // @battlexworn
He wakes her up by throwing rocks at her window, ears alert for any other sounds ------ someone else in the house, or a neighbor who thinks he’s up to no good. (He isn’t up to any good, but do they really need to know that?) They bounce off the brick with an audible clack and tumble down onto the grass below, certain to cause problems for the next time someone mows the lawn. Aiden’s mouth curls into a grin as the light comes on, hands digging into his pockets while he waits for her to open her window.
“You’re not really going to bed this early, are you?”
As if it isn’t past midnight.
After so much job searching, the ginger managed to find a job as a waitress at a local diner who had recently lost one of their members. She nailed the interview part of it. She went home with intentions to celebrate with a glass of wine and be with the one she loved. She placed her keys in the bowl in the hallway and walked straight to the kitchen with knowing what she wanted to do. She grabbed two glasses and the bottle of red wine. First she had to be sure Jensen was home before she poured the second glass. “Babe, are you home?” She called out to wherever he might be. // @battlexworn
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battlexworn answered your ask “I think my water just broke!” (From Victoria to Anton bc you know......”
“You think I’d be joking about something like this Anton?! I’m super serious about this I think my waters just broke. I need to get to the hospital. And I need to tell people I might be in labour.”
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Winn turned his attention back to his laptop. He was thankful that they weren’t talking about it, at least verbally. “Harrison Ford is one of the most attractive men to walk the Earth. I had a crush on him when I was 14.” Looking at the text, he pursed his lips before replying. I never said I did.
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It took him a while to figure out that this was real. That she was really standing there in front of him, that she had found him. He smiled lightly up at her, the fact that she had come on her own to rescue him, that she had gone behind the backs of everyone else because she cared about him. "I'm just glad you're here." He said softly as he nodded, looking down at his now ruined dress shirt, and he wasn't even sure where his tie was at this point. But he didn't have time to care, he could get new ones. Right now they had to leave.
Reaching up he placed a gentle hand on her cheek, not caring about anything else. Because she was right there in front of him, slowly he stood from the chair. Taking a moment to let himself adjust, he leaned slightly on her. "Sorry." He whispered softly, "It's been a good minute since I've actually stood up."
