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Warnings: (Abusive past relationship, past relationship trauma, illusions to sexual trauma,language, slight ptsd, drinking, smoking, and I believe thats all. If I missed any feel free to let me know)
Summary: Josh had given up on looking for a partner. After the last woman he swore he’d never love again. After two years of being alone his brothers started to believe him. They decided to take matters into their own hands. Lucky for them his dream woman awaits in Colorado … you.
: This is the longest fic I’ve ever written, so please give me a little bit to fix any mistakes!
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“Let’s go out Josh. We can go to that bar Sam loves, and find you a partner. Or at least someone to fill that void”
“How many times have I told you? I don’t want a relationship. The last thing I want is to find someone drunk at a bar. Gross”
“Jeez Joshua look at you. You’ve lived at my house for two weeks now. Admit it your starting to get lonely and you don’t like it”
He laughed out loud “I’m not lonely I just don’t want to be stuck at my house all the time. Is that so bad?
“You have been sleeping in my spare room for two weeks. That’s a lot different than wanting to get out of the house for a while”
“I mean I’ll leave if your kicking me out” He laughed it off.
“That not what I’m saying Josh. Tell me what’s your type?”
“Don’t have one. I’m not like you Jake. I like to do my own thing. I wouldn’t be happy tied down to anyone”
“I’ve been doing my own thing for eight years, and my relationship is thriving”
“Well congratulations. That’s you not me. I promise you the last thing I want is a relationship”
“Then make it a fling, but for gods sake put yourself out there”
“You know I don’t see how this is any of your business or concern”
“I want you to be happy Josh, and I know that you’re not. You can brush me off like you always do, but you are lonely and it scares you. You know I don’t care if you stay with me, but you shouldn’t have to. You’re like damn near depressed all the time and that worries me Josh”
“Do you what scares me more? Getting into a relationship and everything being the same as the last one. I’d rather be lonely than risk having to feel like that again”
“Now was it that hard to open up to me? You’re not even looking. I’m not saying you have to jump into anything, but when’s the last time you’ve tried?”
“I have tried they just never work out”
“Josh you haven’t tried since … her”
“And so fucking what? You know what Jake but out. You’re not helping. All you’ve done is bitch at me” Jake just stared at him “what?”
“Josh” he placed a hand on his shoulder “All I’m trying to say is don’t give up looking. Don’t shut everyone out because you’re afraid. I want to see the light come back to your eyes. Because right now Josh I’ve never seen you so dull. Keep an open mind that’s all”
He sighed rubbing the back of his neck “Okay Jake”
~
“Do you think we should teach them more tricks?” Sam said to his girlfriend Hannah as they watched the dogs play in the yard. They heard the doorbell ring. “I got it last time” Hannah said.
Sam opened the door surprised to see who it was. “Didn’t expect you today what’s up?”
“I need to talk to you about Josh”
He took Jake to the backyard where they were sitting. “What’s up? Is he okay?”
“Sam he’s been staying at my house for two weeks. Not that I mind him there what so ever, but I worry for him. He needs someone new in his life. Hell at this point he needs a friend at least”
He looked at his girlfriend puzzled, and she spoke “he stayed at our place a few weeks ago. Sometimes he comes over for dinner as well”
“He’s scared because of that bitch. I hate her for everything she’s done to him”
“I mean I’m sure he is scared after all that. She practically abused him id probably give up for a while too”
“But it’s Josh the most loving person we know. He’s wasting all of his potential he needs someone. He’s not happy I’ve never seen his eyes so sad”
“You really wanna risk it again? We don’t know everything he went through in the first place. I think we just need to let him figure this out”
“It’s been almost two years Sam. He won’t do it himself”
“He’ll be fine we shouldn’t push him. If he gets hurt again it’s all our fault. I don’t want that guilt on my chest”
“I’m with Jake on this one. The last time Josh was over we smoked together. He got very upset, and was kinda spilled a lot to me. I promised him I wouldn’t tell, but Jake’s right I think he needs helps”
“That’s what I came here for thank you. Do we know of anyone?”
Sam sighed “There’s that one girl that we met at that festival”
“You want him with a junkie?”
“She wasn’t a junkie!”
“Sam honey you’re oblivious. I know someone that might be perfect. Only thing is she lives in Colorado”
“Josh always says he wants to live in the mountains. What’s she like?”
“Well she’s currently kinda in the same situation as him. Rough love life scared to move on. He would fall in love instantly. She’s beautiful”
“Personality?” Jake asked “she better be an angel”
“Just picture Josh, but as a female. I’d say she’s a more little outgoing than him. She reminds me of him a lot, but they are very different in their own ways”
“Good start” Jake said nodding his head.
“She very soft spoken. Overall she’s just a very kind hearted person. She’s the only person I know that would never hurt him”
“You’re positive she’s single?” Sam asked
“Yes she always says she talks to her dogs more than people. She lives alone, but says she hates being alone. She loves company because she doesn’t get it much living out in the mountains. I just know she would love Josh. They fit each other”
“Well you know it’s convenient that we’re off tour. How the hell are we getting Josh to Colorado?”
“I can talk to her. She would adore everyone coming out there. Let me see when she’s free” she stepped inside to make a phone call.
“Josh has always handled himself, but I’m watching him fall apart. He doesn’t act like himself anymore. He’s not content. When he’s home he’s pacing around the house. Or he’ll leave and distract himself for hours” Jake told his brother.
“I guess I didn’t realize how bad it’s gotten. He puts on a show for everyone. I suppose I wasn’t able to see through it like you did”
“The last thing I want is for him to get hurt again. He just needs his confidence back”
Hannah returned with a smile “everyone free next week?”
~
“Colorado?” Josh questioned picking at his fingers “why out of the blue?”
“My friend invited us to come stay with her for a week” Hannah said convincingly.
“Who’s your friend?” Josh asked perking up an eyebrow.
“Well her name is y/n, and I haven’t seen her in a while. She invited me and Sam, but we thought you guys might want to come”
“I don’t suppose I have anything better to do. Next week you said?”
Hannah got excited when he agreed. “Yes next week, and we will leave early that morning. This is gonna be so much fun!”
~
The air was cool, the green of the leaves was almost gone, and they were minutes away from arrival. A cozy little cabin in the middle of nowhere. Just you, and your dogs. You’ve spent the past week cleaning, stocking up on food, and preparing your house for guests. It’s not often you get them. Living so far away from everything your use to being alone. You would be lying if you said you weren’t beyond excited. You heard serval cars disrupt the once peaceful gravel road. Your dog’s ears perked up as you all headed towards the door. You hoped they wouldn’t be afraid of the large dogs that causally lounge around your home. You took a breath and opened the door.
“Why am I nervous?” Josh whispered to Jake.
“New place new person. Hannah said she’s a lot like you so maybe you’ll get along well”
“This isn’t a set up is it?”
He laughed “You think I would take you all the way to Colorado to set you up?”
“Yes … yes I do”
He sighed “well I didn’t. It’s just a trip Hannah invited us on. I know as much as you do. Just relax it will be fun”
He squinted his eyes at him “whatever you say”
You stood on the porch watching as they all unloaded from the cars.
“Y/n!” Hannah ran up hugging you.
“I missed you so much. I’m so happy you’re here!”
“This is Sam my boyfriend”
“I know you” you giggled “heard lots”
“Good things I hope. This is my bestie Danny”
“Hi Danny. Your hair so curly I’m jealous”
“Thank you” he laughed.
“This is Jake and his girlfriend” They waved at you, and you smiled back.
“And this is Josh”
“Oh” you paused “hello I’m y/n”
“Nice to meet you” he said quietly.
Maybe you were crazy, but you felt a connection. You known him for five seconds but you feel drawn to him. His fluffy hair that his fingers nervously ran through. His sense of style was definitely your taste. He was more soft spoken than the rest. You liked that a lot. He just had this air about him that made you want to know him.
You invited everyone inside, and you realized it was already late in the afternoon. You showed them around your place before the sun started to set. Everyone started to settle in and feel more at home.
“Very lovely place you got” Jake said admiring the cozy atmosphere.
“Thank you it’s Jake right?” You asked.
“Correct” he gave you a wink.
“I don’t wanna be that person, but where are we sleeping?” Sam asked.
“Sam don’t be rude” Josh corrected.
“No worries. So I only have one guest bedroom so the couples will have to fight over that” you laughed. “There’s an air mattress, and a couch”
“We call the bedroom” Jake shouted smiling at his girlfriend.
“Oh fuck you” Sam rolled his eyes.
“I mean he did say it first” Danny laughed.
“I promise the air mattress won’t deflate on you in the middle of the night. It was quite the investment”
“Then we call the air mattress” Sam said.
“I never mind sleeping on a couch. I’m used to it” Danny laughed.
Josh becoming worried “I guess I’ll be sleeping on the couch too?”
“No you’re sleeping on the floor Joshua” Danny said shaking his head. “No way in hell am I sleeping on a couch with you”
“Thank god I don’t have to share a bed with him” Jake said. “Tired of waking up with bruises”
“Rough sleeper?” You asked
They all laugh “absolutely. I used to be forced to share a bed with him when we were little I never got any sleep. He tossed and turned all night, and he kicks you … hard. Cons of being a twin”
“I’ve been slapped a few times” Sam said.
“I’m sorry did you say twins?”
“Yeah can you tell?” He joked.
“You know I can definitely see it”
“I don’t mind sleeping on the floor” Josh sighed
“Poor Josh” you said.
“Poor josh? What about the victims” Jake said making the room laugh.
“Well we can figure it out later. I’m not letting you sleep on the floor that’s for sure” you say to him. “Here’s the remote. Turn on whatever you’d like. Also there’s beer and stuff in the fridge” you said going into the kitchen to start on dinner.
Danny got up grabbing enough for everyone. You could definitely tell who the siblings were. As Jake and Sam bickered over the remote. Danny tried to intervene between the two. Which ended with a pissed off sam, and a cocky smirk from Jake.
Josh rolled his eyes, and walked into the kitchen. “Need some help?”
“Oh you don’t have to do all that”
“I don’t mind really” his eyes shifted to the potato’s lying in the countertop. “I could peel those if you needed”
“That would be lovely thank you”
It started out in comfortable silence. Only speaking to confirm he’s doing right. As he watched the sun set from the window his mind began to wonder.
“So” he cleared his throat. “how long have you lived in Colorado?”
“Well I visited when I was 15 fell in love, and I moved when I was 19. Been here ever since, and I wouldn’t change it for the world. You’re from Nashville?”
“Not by choice” he laughed “originally I’m from Michigan, but with the band and all. We had to move closer to the studio and stuff”
“How’s that all going?”
“The band? It’s been a lot to be honest. Rewarding, but exhausting. I’m just glad we’re on a break from tour”
“I don’t know how you do it every night. I can barely work without getting drained”
“You figure it out eventually I suppose. Knife?”
“Top drawer. What’s it’s like traveling the world, and playing to people every night”
“It never gets boring I’ll say that. When you’re up there looking out into the crowd. They love you with all their heart. It’s like they understand you in a sense. You can really feel the love up on that stage. It makes up for the exhaustion I suppose”
“That sounds beautiful. Maybe I’ll get to come to a show one day”
“So what made you invite everyone out here? Gotta be an adjustment from peace and quiet all the time”
“Oh it wasn’t my idea. I’m glad everyone came out though it’s nice to have a change”
“Oh? I was told something different wonder why” he thought it over in his head
“Well now I’m curious what you were told”
“The story was that you invited Hannah, and she invited us”
“She called me” you laughed hard. “That’s a silly thing to lie about”
He knew. He knew exactly why they lied. He knew Jake lied to his face in the car. Now that he’s met you he knows exactly why they’ve brought him here. You. Now he would be lying if his said his heart wasn’t skipping beats right now. Only now that he’s figured it out his nerves are shot.
“Good thing this cooks pretty slow so we can go relax for a while”
He followed you to the couch and hesitantly sat down beside you. His eyes shifted from the movie to picking at his finger, and back to the movie. He had scabs around his fingers from it. You could tell he was on edge a little bit. Something changed since your talk in the kitchen but you didn’t know what. He seemed nervous around you now. Although you couldn’t understand why you knew what might help. “Do you smoke?”
He nodded his head with a smile “me and Josh are gonna smoke if anyone wants to join”
You walked outside and a few of them followed. Passing it in a circle and making small talk. Josh took a drag off the joint and closed his eyes. Blowing it out and nodding his head. “Damn that’s good shit”
“Told you so” you laughed as he handed it to you.
“It’s so pretty out here. Wish I lived in the mountain” Danny said admiring the view.
“I couldn’t imagine living anywhere else” you said. “Shit I left my drink inside be right back”
“Jacob Tomas Kiszka” Josh said stern. “You brought me here to hook me up?”
“I already told you I wouldn’t-”
“I made the mistake of asking her. She said this wasn’t her idea to invite us out. Instead she got a phone call from Hannah”
“Josh listen” he said before Hannah cut him off.
“We were worried about you Josh. She’s in the same situation you are. Give her a chance”
“How did you know? How did you know we would click? Because I’ve never- I’ve never done that with anyone”
“I just knew”
They were quick to end the conversation when you walked back outside. You all stayed outside for a while passing the joint around. They gave you the last hit, and you threw the roach out into the yard. After everyone was done eating dinner the night started to get fun. Everyone had a good buzz going, and the house was lively. Josh started to come out of his shell, talking louder, and with more excitement. “My god you guys are funny” you went into the kitchen to make another drink. Josh followed you also needing a refill.
“Doing alright?” He asked you.
“Haven’t been this messed up in a while” you laughed.
“How are you feeling?”
“I’m almost to your level” he smiled. “I never told you but-”
“Y/n holy shit! You got more weed? I feel fucking great” drunk Sam comes shouting in the kitchen
You laughed “go into my room and there’s like 4 laying on the tv stand” you paused waiting for Sam to leave. “Never told me what?”
“Oh never mind” he waved a hand in the air.
“But-”
“Y/n” Sam came back in tugging at your shirt. “Come smoke with us”
“Fine. Josh you coming?”
“I think I’ll set this one out” he smiled at you.
“Josh is sweet” you said sitting outside with Sam and Hannah.
“Oh he’s a sweetheart” she said.
“I can tell” you put the joint between your lips and lit the tip.
“Single” Sam said and Hannah gently smacked him. “What? It’s true”
“Oh”
“He’s been through a lot relationship wise, but so have you” Hannah said.
“Don’t let him fool you he’s not always that quiet”
“Well neither am I” you laughed “he seems nervous”
“I suppose he is” Sam said taking a hit “he has been just kinda down recently. Plus his ex kinda took his self confidence from him”
“I guess he just gets lonely a lot, and it’s catching up to him” Hannah said.
“I know how that feels” you said pointing to the mountains “it’s just me and my dogs out here”
“It’s got its perks I would assume” Hannah said.
“Oh yeah definitely” you stared for a moment “he’s cute”
“Think so?” Hannah asked excitedly.
“He has kind eyes. I like his hair it’s fluffy. He just seems so nice”
“All I’m gonna say is he’s interested”
Josh sat on the couch with his brother. “Has she said anything to you? About like me or anything?”
Jake laughed “no but I can tell she’s taking a liking to you”
“Oh definitely” Danny chimed in “how do you feel about her?”
“I dunno she just kinda has this glow around her, and I wanna be part of the light”
They looked at each other and started laughing “oh he’s in love Danny”
“She seems perfect for you. Gonna thank me or what?” Jake teased taking a sip from his drink.
“Yeah yeah whatever”
“So what move are you going to make? Let’s get this started right?” Danny asked.
“Yeah you’re funny. I’m done making the moves. If it’s meant to be then it will be”
They both rolled their eyes “well shit”
“Hi” you said slamming open the door. It was obvious by your state that you were pretty messed up. “Joshua. Can I call you Joshua?”
“If you’d like” he turned to look at you. You plopped down beside him on the couch.
“Joshua!” You shouted “I have an idea”
He jumped when you yelled his name. Laughing about how you startled him. “What’s your idea?”
You shuffle through your phone looking for a song. When you found the perfect one you jumped to your feet. “Wanna dance with me?”
He smiled, and he cheeks blushed pink. “I would love to dance with you.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, and his hands held your waist. “oh shit. I’m so sorry I stepped in your toes”
He smiled down at you “don’t worry about it darling”
“Darling? I like that” you laid your head on his chest. He danced you around your living room. By the time it was over almost everyone had joined. It was magical to see your house so lively and full of love.
“You made me dizzy” you giggled and sat down on the couch. Your head laid on his shoulder and you begun to get sleepy. Danny went into action being the dad of the group. Helping Jake as he stumbled into the guest room. He helped Sam blow up the air mattress, and grabbed blankets for everyone. He filled up a glass of water and sat it on Jake’s bedside table. Making sure everyone had a least a little water to drink before bedtime.
“What we gonna do about you?” You turned to Josh. “Want to sleep with me?”
“Good luck sleeping” Danny joked.
“Oh he won’t bother me I’m a deep sleeper. Nothing wakes me up”
“They’re not wrong. I don’t wanna hurt you in your own bed”
“Joshua shut up” Sam whispered.
You laughed at his attempt to help his brother “come on Josh”
“Are you sure I mean I-”
“Josh shut up” Sam and Danny said in unison.
You reached out your hand, and he grabbed it. He headed into the room “you’re room is cute”
“Thank you most the decor is diy or thrifted”
“They look amazing. Did you make this?”
He took interest in the large painting on the wall. You nodded “yes I love to paint”
“That’s so impressive. I love art myself, but I could never make anything like this”. He gently ran his fingers on the edge of the painting.
Your cheeks now bright red, and a soft smile on your lips “thank you Josh. I’m sure you could do better”
“Definitely not. I’m not really a painter. I design my own stage clothes. I sketch what I want it to look like, and then somebody makes it. I like it because it’s always exactly how I want it to be. I take inspiration from all kinds of stuff, and make it into one thing. It’s more than just an outfit really. It’s almost like another person when I put them on”
“Like each outfit is its own art piece? It’s like painting. When you’re in a good mood your art is going to distribute something completely different than if you were gloomy. The paintings are entirely different it’s almost as if different people painted them.”
“That’s exactly it! You understand” he smiles.
“Artists to artists of course I understand”
You let him look around a bit longer before excusing yourself to go change. When you came back he was still looking at the painting. He had pajama pants on with a white sleeved shirt. You tripped over your feet walking into the room. Stumbling around, and your vision was getting blurry. “Stumbling around a little. You okay?”
“Hmm” you reached for his shoulder to stabilize yourself. Without much thought he picked you up. Tucking you into the bed, and lying down beside you.
“If I hurt you or keep you up please wake me up. I don’t mind sleeping on the floor. I just-”
“Shh you’re not gonna bother me. Stop stressing about it. I can tell this is something people might have made you feel bad about”
“Yeah well try hurting the people you love and have no control over it”
A lazy finger pressed against his lip “shh don’t worry about it. Joshua”
You both laid there in silence trying to drift away. The silence was deadly, and you tossed and turned. Unable to fall asleep, and your mind raced about the man next to you. In a whisper you spoke “Josh”
Sleepy he replied “yes?”
“Can you hold me?”
“I would love nothing more”
When the sun started to rise you two were the last ones awake. Jake crept open the door worried you might have ended up on the floor. Instead he found you tangled up together. The sheets hanging off the bed, and he was holding you protectively.
“Sam come here … look” Jake said pointing at the two of you.
He poked his head through the door “awe they look so cozy”
“I wonder how long they’ve been like that”
“All he needed was a cuddle buddy I guess” Sam said.
You started to stir as the sun shined through the curtains. “Shit” they giggled and shut the door.
Josh’s eyes peeked opened to you lying across him. He closed his eyes for a moment taking it in. You were you wrapped around him tightly. One leg hiked across his waist, and the other twisted in his leg. Your arm laid across his chest, and so was your head. He was loving every minute of you. Wishing this moment would never end. However, you started to wake up. His grip was strong hopeful you wouldn’t move. You looked up at him and smiled. “Good morning”
“Good morning. Sleep okay?” He asked.
“I slept amazing. You?”
“Best sleep I’ve got in a while”
“Your so warm that’s probably why I slept so good. It’s usually freezing in here. I wasn’t all over you too much right?”
“Not too much at all. Been a while since well you know”
“Feels nice to be held. What happened to the sheets?”
“Not sure about that one”
His eyes were glowing, and his face had a smile you haven’t seen before. Dosing off a little bit with the warmth of his body. You’ve never felt so comfortable in your life. The sheets felt like honey on your skin. You wondered if you found heaven, or at least peace. You two laid tangled up together for at least an hour. Realizing the time you sighed, and climbed out of your side of heaven. The two of you stumbled into the living room. “Well good morning love bugs” Sam teased which resulted in another playful smack from his girl. “Leave them alone” she whispered.
“Checked for bruises?” Danny said.
“I don’t think he moved one bit. Except the kick the sheets off. Or maybe that was me” you shrugged your shoulders.
“Maybe all he needed was someone to hold” Jake said.
His face turned bright red and his eyes got big “oh my god shut up. How did you know that?”
“I have my ways”
“Creep” Josh rolled his eyes.
You giggled at him, and walked into the kitchen. You opened the container of coffee grounds and put it into the maker. Making a pot then going to your bedroom to get dressed. Jake and Josh were talking in the kitchen as they drank their coffee.
“So” he paused taking a sip “seems to be going well”
“Last night was the first night I didn’t wake up in the middle of the night”
“Is that why you’ve been up doing fuck knows what?”
“Yeah I’d wake up at like three in the morning and I could never go back to sleep. So I’d get up and start doing stuff”
“You’ve scared the shit out of me when I walk downstairs to get water, and you’re standing in the kitchen. You really gotta go back home bud”
“I know I know. Hey maybe I won’t have too” he joked.
“Gonna become a mountain man?”
Josh talks with his hands that’s very obvious. What he doesn’t do is pay attention to where his hands fly around. The conversation has peeked his interest, and when his hands flare out he hits the open container. Coffee grounds go everywhere. Josh’s face turns white, and he starts to panic.
“Oh fuck” he repeated over and over. “Here we go. It was going so good, and I’ve fucked it all up”
“Josh it’s just coffee grounds I’m sure she’ll understand it was an accident”
“You don’t understand Jake. Do you not fucking remember?”
“I remember, but she nothing like her. She won’t get mad I’m sure of it”
“I’ve ruined everything. Why am I like this Jake?”
“You haven’t done anything wrong. Josh you’ve been the best I’ve seen you in so long. Let’s not lose progress over coffee grounds …. Josh”
Still he panicked, hyperventilating, going into his head and -
“Josh how fucking stupid are you?”
“I’m sorry it was an accident I’ll pick it up”
“I just fucking poured that drink. You are fucking useless”
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to. I’ll clean it up”
“Why am I even with you? Your so damn pathetic”
“It was just an accident”
“Shut the hell up and pick it up. I don’t need to hear your whining”
“I’m trying but your yelling at me”
“Are you gonna fucking cry about it? Go ahead cry see if I give a shit Josh”
“Josh!”
“Huh?”
“Did you hear me? She’s gonna get the broom for us”
“You told her? Why would you do that? We could of figured it out”
“Josh breathe. Take a damn breath. I’m gonna say it again she’s isn’t like her”
“Oh no what happened?” you said walking into the kitchen.
“I’m so sorry it was an accident I’ll clean it up”
“Oh no worries. Shit happens” you waved a hand in the air.
“I’m so sorry I-” his fingers ran through his hair. Processing your response he looked at you confused “Wait what did you say?” he said softly.
“I said shit happens. I’d be a fool to get mad over something so small. Go sit down I’ve got it”
He looked at his brother confused. “You’re not mad? Why aren’t you mad? I spilled this everywhere”
“Don’t beat yourself up. I’m clumsy as hell. Always spilling stuff. Go sit down” you handed him his coffee cup “here. Go take a breath”
Josh exited the room, and you turned to Jake for some answers. “Jake” you whispered.
“What’s up?” He grabbed the broom as you held the dust pan.
“Is he okay? Why did he get so upset?”
He swept the grounds into the dust pan. His face shifted to an almost confused look. Then you thought maybe it was an angry one. But his eyes looked hurt, and watched him quietly.
He sighed “his ex is a horrible person. She treated him like shit, and made him feel bad when he made a mistake. I don’t know everything, but I know she did get physical sometimes”
“That’s horrible he doesn’t deserve that”
“No he doesn’t. There was a trip we were on and he spilled her drink on accident. She cussed him out, and called him all these names. He was cleaning it up and she kicked him with her boot. I got a little rough shoving her away from him, but it should have never happened. He stayed and I don’t know why. I think he was afraid to leave her. It was like an intervention I swear. We all sat with him and told him he deserved better, and we helped him break it off”
“But he’s so sweet how could anyone treat him that way? I want to fix this”
He sighed again, and you could tell something was weighing on him “can I tell you the truth?”
You nodded, and he spoke “your the reason we’re here. We thought maybe you two would hit it off. We were worried for him … very worried. Josh has always been the most outgoing person, and it hurt watching him fade. Hannah said that you were single, and it was just a hunch. We just wanted to help him. I’m sorry I don’t want to pressure you”
“So that’s why everyone lied to him” now it made sense. “I don’t click with people. There’s never been a person I felt instantly connected too. Except yesterday when I laid eyes on Josh. It’s been a day, but I’m glad you brought him here. We’re both wounded, and because of that I think we can heal each other. Thank you Jake”
You decided to put there plan in motion. You got up to find Josh “Hey follow me”
You went out the gate and started walking down a rocky path. He didn’t ask where you were taking him nor did he care. He watched as the dogs switched between walking beside you to scanning the area ahead. You never minded the dogs running off when on your walks. You got closer to the mountains and Josh’s eyes began to glow. You hiked down to the river. A deep spot that nearly looked like a pond. The mountain ran above it making the spot secluded. “Look at this place. It’s breathtaking”
“It never fails to impress me. The waters cold I don’t usually get to swim. I just come here to relax”
He reached his hands in the water “I mean it’s not that cold”
“Wanna get in then tough guy?”
He reached to remove his shirt “wait!”. You took off running and he ran after you.
You made it to the top of the smallest cliff. “Your kidding me right?”
“What? Are you scared?” You teased him.
“Maybe a little. Sure it’s deep enough?”
Rolling your eyes at him you asked “do you trust me?”
“I do”
You took your shirt off revealing a lacy white bra, and panties to match. He looked away quickly, but his face already turned red. “It’s okay” you giggled
“Sorry” he said with his eyes glued to the ground.
“Don’t be. Human nature ya know. You’re turn”
He removed his shirt, and stripped down to his boxers. You placed your hands on his shoulders grabbing his attention “Listen whatever we went through let’s try to move past it. I’ve been scared too Josh. For two years I was afraid of any interaction with a man. I could barely go places by myself”
“What happened? Only if your comfortable to answer”
“Started at a party my drink got spiked. I don’t remember anything or if anything happened to me. I thought it was because he like me so I started dating him. He would hurt me often. I thought it was normal, and I convinced myself he loved me. The cycle continued until my friends got me help. It was relationship after relationship, and it was all the same. That’s what I thought I deserved I suppose. I’m still in therapy and I continue to get better every day”
“I guess it was my first serious relationship. Or so I thought, but I meant nothing to her. I never dated much in high school. All she did was yell at me. I couldn’t spend enough on her. It was never enough. She would hit me and it’s not that it hurt that bad. It hurt more knowing she wanted to harm me. I loved her, and she wanted nothing more than to hurt me. My brothers got me away from her thank goodness. I’m also in therapy I never thought it would help, but it has. And I know I’m so awkward, but it’s almost as if I don’t know how to act. No one’s ever been as gentle with me as you are”
“We will heal together. This jump is us letting go”
You reach out your hand, and counted down. With no hesitation he jumped with you. Falling farther than he thought, and his body rushed with adrenaline. You both hit the cold water, and gasp coming back up. He slicked his hair back, and tried to catch his breath. “I take it back this water is freezing”
“That was so fun Josh” you shouted holding his shoulders. “Oh my god I feel so alive. Do you feel it Josh?”
He nodded his head and wrapped his arms around your waist. You threw your arms on his neck. “Yeah I feel it”
You held on to him tight, feeling his heart beat against yours. You stayed in the water far too long in this cool weather. You just couldn’t make yourself let go. You put your forehead against his. “Can I kiss you?”
He smiled softly “I would love that”
You leaned in placing your lips to his. Your body felt warm for a minute. Like a shock of electricity ran through your veins. Your lips moved against him. You let the last kiss drag out before you pulled back “I cant feel my toes”
“I can’t feel a lot of things” he said, and you busted out laughing. You hiked back up to the top to grab your clothes and headed towards the house. You were shivering and your teeth were chattering. When you arrived back at the house you couldn’t feel a thing. Everyone was sitting outside, and their neck snapped around to look at you two.
“What the hell happened to you guys?” Jake asked
“Oh you know we just jumped off a cliff. No biggie” Josh teased.
“We left you two alone for an hour and you jump off a cliff” he laughed.
“I’m gonna go change, and start the fire” you kissed his cheek.
Causing everyone’s jaws to drop. “Did she just-?”
Everyone gasped excitedly, and Josh just seemed to glow. He nodded his head proudly, and started to tell the story. His hands were flying everywhere as he spoke in detail.
“Hot chocolates on the stove, and the fire has been started”
“Actually that sounds quite nice” Jake said.
As the temperature dropped everyone piled in the house. Laying around the living room with hot chocolate in hand. A cozy movie playing, and the lights turned down.
You turned off the stove, and stepped into the living room. Looking around the room seeing everyone so content. You just smiled wishing it could be like this forever. He noticed your giddy smile “Come here love”
You cuddled up beside him, and he threw the blanket over you two. The house was warm, and everyone was completely relaxed. You felt as if you were melting into Josh. You thought this might be the most comfortable you’ve ever been. Your eyes started to get heavy, and before you knew it sleep had taken over.
You feared for the end of this week. Knowing it was coming soon. He would leave and go back to his busy life. You would be here like you always are. For now his fingers ran through your hair, and his lips kissed your forehead. He couldn’t quit place the feeling he was feeling, but he knew one thing.
He was home.
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Bit ooc but I have a question. How you do go about planing out your PLA comic? Like how do you actually turn your ideas/ storyline into comic form? Is it chapter to chapter or do you have the whole idea already planned out? Trying to find my own way in comic making so I’m just wondering if you could give any advice. Feel free to ignore if you don’t feel comfortable answering
So, at first this was al i could think to send.
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because its incredibly accurate to my process.
Jokes aside, a lot of how i work is back and forth chaos, fighting with ideas until im happy with them. I will start with a list (usually not written down because im unhinged and keep a ot of it in my brain) and organise it in a way that makes sense to the situation, in this case workign with a game with an established plot...not that its a very strong one.
with a set of ideas, and a game to work around i will ramble and rant to a few choice people who i bounce well off, and also stare into space for hours on end building the ideas. This process can be days, it can be years. For context, i have some notes from 2019 about things i wanted to include that are still relevant. I have been scheming how to break and rebuild this OC for ages. Theres no correct time frame, so long as you simply do the work.
Once i have a fairly loose plan, i start to solidify the benning and the end. What is required to make a character compelling, what makes them believable, what makes them human in a way that we recognise. this isnt always a positive thing, people like to call characters who do bad things problematic, but its human nature to make mistakes and be damaged or difficult, the process of the story is not always rainbows and sunshine. For me, this hits even harder, as im trying to tell a story from the perspective of someone fundamentally broken, so showing those breaks and cracks has to be done wisely.
This is the point where i make notes about things that need to change from the start to the end. And ill say one thing, this story in particular, I have not solidly planned the middle. I am allowing space for me to come up with new ideas at points. Being locked into a dead set of ideas can be quite limiting, and as creators we consume and process things constantly to generate new stories. Id be a fool to make a plan and stick to it. everything i do is vague guidelines.
However, I know exactly how the story ends in Hisui, and where it goes to from there. And i think me personally knowing the end goal makes it easier to plot steps towards that, and some of those steps are anything but progressive.
If nothing else, the end was the only thing i saw clearly, and it has only become more complex and loaded and emotional as the rest of this has fallen into place. If you can see the goal, you can work out how to get there with time.
Regarding the chapters, i tend to draft plan up like 3-4 of them at a time, and then go in order to sketch out one after the other, so i have plenty of time to change things while i adjust. its constantly a process of seeing what you make, seeing issues, and scrapping whole parts just to redraw something better or new, unique even. I dont think a single page ive posted has resembled the very VERY first draft thumbnail ive made, and thats just how i do. Every panel, how big they are, the angle you hand the viewer, the way you light things, the expressions, this all dictates SO SO much.
Taking time over it is kind of the job, and let me stress, this is normally a job done by a team, especially the highly popular comics. one inks, one colours, one shades, one handles text, one edits, theres so many people behind it, so dont be bothered by the pace at which things are made if youre working alone like i am. One person means longer production times, if you can, spread the workload out, but its not required. Its why i always say it doesnt matter how long it takes to make, so long as youre still making.
I think its also worth noting, comics are consumed quickly, the bakcgournds and small details can be lost in the ace of the storytelling, pick and choosing your battles is wise, save your time on panels where you want the reader to shift along quicker, keep that pace high, and add in more detail and depth to panels you want to champion or get the viewers to hang around on more. its ok to let go of a "perfect" image in favour of getting content out, if youre being driven nuts by it. Again, time be damned, be happy with it. And if you can let go of petty details, id suggest doing it when possible, so long as it doesnt effect the storytelling.
I mean what else can i even say. This work is a passion project, I love it, more than i can even put into words, and i think you kind of have to, to make comics without monetary motivation. sure you can get lucky and find ways to make it big, but for most of us, its the love of the story. So maybe try not to be your biggest hater, its easy to slip into the behaviour, so try be gentle on yourself and the process. I should take that advice myself haha! but i really do mean it. This is HARD work, so be kind to yourself over it.
anyway, with a rough idea, a bunch of sketches, and time, they get inked and fussed over, i make a billion changes to layout and story, and eventually posting can happen but not after fighting with the monster that is creating. Idk what else i can say. This is not work for the feint of heart, but anyone can learn to do it.
Good luck, comic artists can always use it!
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ava-of-shenanigans · 1 year ago
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I’ve been staring at Jumilhac papyrus plates for like five hours. Anyway, I think this is my favourite drawing:
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I like the contrast, with the red and black and how Osiris and Set are inverted from each other. (Also, obvious symbolism with Set in the stock “enemy” pose and him being upside down.)
That vessel on Osiris’s chair in the corner looks like it might be a heart? If it is that would be cool, like it relating to how Osiris’s heart is vindicated against Set when he becomes ruler of the dead and Horus is given his inheritance as king.
This is what Set looks like when you turn it the other way, by the way:
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This papyrus is from the Ptolemaic period, and I believe Set (“Typhon”) was usually as just a donkey instead of a special animal by then. I like that he has a more canine head here, I think it looks cool (EARS!!! HE HAS POINTY EARS!!)
Also he has hieroglyphs next to him spelling his name instead of just an ideogram, which is cool. They’ve spelled it Stš here. (Usually it was Stẖ, but sometimes the š was sometimes used instead of ẖ in words sometimes.) Anyway, you’d pronounce that either S-t-sh or S-t-ch depending on who you ask (and of course the vowels are missing because it’s ancient Egyptian, so when you read it out loud you could say it Setesh or Setech even though that’s probably not how the ancient Egyptians said it).
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butnotbubblegum · 4 months ago
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using the tags to vent my current emotional state into the void bc ig story feels like a bad plan for this, read at your own risk.
#but jesus christ coming back home while already knee deep in a suicidal episode was an awful idea#like i was maybe on the verge of improving and then i came back to all of this family bullshit#and the place as well like it’s so. i don’t want to say isolated necessarily. but so much it’s own little bubble#and i spent the last eight or nine years i lived here depressed and the last six suicidal#and being back here feels like the actual place is telling me to die#and i don’t think it helps that every place i go i know or know of someone who successfully committed suicide#like. oh this person drowned themself here. or that person hung themself in these woods. or several people jumped off the side of this clif#like. it all feels like reminders of my failures. and it’s like. cmon. wouldn’t it be easy. all you need to do is jump. is slit your throat#is find a decent piece of rope. idk. but everything is so much and i just want it to stop and it feels like the ground itself#is giving me a way to do it.#i genuinely feel like i’m like 16 or 17 again. and everything that isn’t within these hills#feels like a haze and not actually real. like the concept of buxton doesn’t actually exist and my friends do not actually exist and nothing#actually exists except the place i’m in and my family and the pub#i think going back to work at the pub was a mistake; i think it’s making this worse. especially because it’s henry’s dad’s local#and where henry’s wake was. and nothing there has changed at all. it’s like the whole last year never happened.#and i only need to get through two more days but it feels like an impossible task and i keep thinking being back in york will fix me but id#if that even true like. i was suicidal before i left. and it’s going to be intense and stressful and then i have to leave again.#come back here and do three full weeks of this all over again. i haven’t even managed two yet this time around. and i feel like#such a failure and such a drain on my friends (and on one in particular) because it just#is so much and has been so long and everything is complicated and awful and i think if i hadn’t come back i’d be in a normal mental state#by now. that’s the worst fucking part. and also the whole thing of i know how to be suicidal here. i know how to not give a shit about#living here. i know how to do that. but ive never had to try before. like im trying to improve and im trying to hold on and hold off the#urges to kill myself or self harm or whatever because i said i would and because i KNOW it can be better than this and bc i love my friends#and they love me and i don’t want to upset them or make them anxious or anything like that and kat made me promise to try and im trying so#fucking hard and it feels like it’s not even worth the effort because it’s so much effort and everything is so overwhelming and awful and i#hate the way my family interacts and i just want everything to stop and idc if suicide is the cowards way out or selfish or whatever#bullshit people say it feels like the only option i can actually withstand because everything is so much pain and so much effort and so muc#everything and i can’t deal with it anymore. and also i forgot just how much i have to fucking mask in front of my parents and especially m#father and it’s so exhausting and i can’t sleep and there’s so much yelling and i just need it all to stop#i’ve had major breakdowns the last 3 nights about wanting to die so much & trying so hard to not let myself & idk how much longer i can tak
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opens-up-4-nobody · 8 months ago
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#had an interesting conversation with my sister the other day. odd i guess bc my sister is pretty smart#on paper shes smarter than me. or at least less dyslexic than me#but she didnt seem to kno what cancer is. i mean like how it works. i mean. cancer is a mistake. a confluence of unfortunate accidents#leading to unrestrained cellular growth. when it metastasizes. when it moves to other parts of the body. those same cells continue growing#if u have smooth muscle cancer and it moves to your kidney. you body is trying to grow more smooth muscle on your kidney#at least as i understand it. and she asked why it wants to kill you. it doesnt want anything. it just is. its not a thing of malicious#intent. its neutral. it grows. it takes up resources. it takes up space. and it grows and grows until the organ it grows on stops#functioning properly. like a parasite she said. but no. not like a parasite. it grows like an empty space. a mass of flesh. a constant#obstructive pressure. it grows like only a tumor can. i dunno. it didnt seem to connect with her that this thing didnt want to kill our mom#but it did anyway. and she felt weird about how long she lived after they took her off any support. but thats how cancer kills#it stops an organ from functioning and most of those r important so it only takes one. so her heart kept beating for 12 more hrs bc it was#meant to beat for 40 more years. but not much it could do without working kidneys and without working blood#but that's life. that's death. that's nature. its all nutral even if it feels horrible to the individual.#i dunno. i thought it was interesting. shes 25 and her mother had cancer for 10 years so id think shed kno more#we're at a weird phase now bc its been a week since she died and everything feels normal. we'll see what happens at the wake this week#its been interesting for sure bc she was sick for 10 years but my parents didnt prepare at all for her to die#so my dad is scrambling to put together the pieces shr left behind to make sure that all the bills r paid and whatnot. he had to guess her#computer password. she didnt tell us what she wanted us to have. she didnt tell us the importance of her jewelry and who it belonged to#before her. i dunno. we're seeing the outline of my mothers Pathology in what she left behind. both in the physical objects and in the#feelings she imparted. i dunno. its been weird#unrelated
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peapodsinspace · 5 months ago
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soo uhh
Umm have you
have you ever seen The Mask?
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It's one of my favorite non-horror movies and it has Jim Carrey in it
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Uhhh I don’t think so!! What’s it about?
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orcelito · 25 days ago
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Don't know whether it's a product of my upbringing or just part of who I am, but I really do tend to shrug off things that seem to send others into massive guilt spirals. Like, what's the point? Either you meant to do it or you didn't. If you meant to do it but regret it now, make what amends you can & resolve to do better, then move on. If you didn't mean to, be honest about it, apologize if need be, & try to do better. Then move on.
Beating yourself up truly serves no purpose. What are we, catholic? If there is a god, I truly don't think they'd care, anyways
#speculation nation#religion might have some part in it. i was taught a flavor of christianity that portrayed god as loving above all else.#portrayed god as *forgiving*. thats the point of jesus dying on the cross? forgiving your sins?#i was taught that so long as you tried to do good and believed in god then you would go to heaven.#none of that internalized guilt shit. it really serves no purpose.#this could potentially stem from prior abuse too. in which case. well. i hope people can break out of those patterns of thought. sincerely.#i have a history with abuse but idk ive run under a 'fuck those people' mentality. why should i run by the way they treated me?? genuinely.#no one person is singularly horrible and irredeemable. no not even you.#youre your harshest critic. you have front row seats to all ur nasty thoughts. things that most people dont say out loud.#everyone has nasty thoughts though. some more than others. but what matters is what you *do*. not what you think.#no one is gonna know any mean or awful thoughts you have if you dont tell them. thought crimes arent real. what matters is what you *do*.#and even for the things you do wrong. everyone makes mistakes. just work to do better next time.#genuinely makes me so sad to see polls asking about ppl's self perceptions & seeing majority of ppl so down on themselves.#like come on. i used to think i was an awful person bc i knew all the mean and kind of manipulative things id think.#but eventually i recognized that no one is perfect and everyone has ugly thoughts. just do your best to do good & learn from your mistakes.#if you do that much then youre a well-meaning human being. not perfect but no one is. that should be enough.#maybe if i exhibit enough of my 'idgaf' attitude about this kind of thing i can influence some other ppl with it as well. 🤔🤔 hmmm
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cilantroodon · 7 months ago
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idk why everyone worries about the IRS hunting them down when these stupid motherfuckers take several days to respond to anything. hello?? I'm trying to give you my money? the thing you want?
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widevibratobitch · 1 year ago
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espytalks · 1 year ago
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I love waking up, opening my windows, and seeing butterflies at my flowers. Its so fricken rewarding! I love butterflies!
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digirainebow · 2 years ago
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wow dating vace really is.............like that
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saschagemruler · 3 months ago
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matrix-pawz · 6 months ago
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ISTG I wanna ramble on to somebody about ghost and pals but it'd all be gibberish :/
#...........................................................................................................................................#secret vent lol#idk why i get so mad at myself easily#like- id be patient and reassuring to other people#but to myself?#ha#my dad implemented all these expectations into my brain that i cant get over and beat myself up over#heres a list:#everything has to be perfect#i cant make any mistakes#if something bad happens its my own fault and i should fix it if not im a bad person#i should take care of others more than myself#if i dont make it i should just be better#if i cant find something quickly then im irresponsible#and if i cant live up to other peoples expectations then i should work herder#it never matters how hard i work#my arms could be falling off and he would just tell me “work harder”#and then a few things i got off him that he didnt like that contrasts with what i was taught#when arguing always be the loudest and biggest which isnt good because if i snap during a small argument it could get into a bigger fight#fucking violence do i even need to explain? he was violent so i became violent (sadly :c i dont wanna be like him)#inappropriate language he always cussed while yelling and i kinda adopted that#and manipulation i dont like doing it and sometimes i do it unwillingly and then i beat myself over it like;#“i should let them make their own decisions but i can't help it i probably shouldnt even be here in worse for them”#and then that leads to me cutting off contact with a bunch of people#i dont wanna be like my dad but i cant control it i really wanna be better ive been trying to get better#but i dont know how i can#this was how i was raised#i tried to change how i act to fit other people#ive made up a whole fake personality where i have a normal family and im always supportive and shit#that isnt me i wish it was but it isnt. im a terrible fucking person and i dont know why i even exist!!!
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29121996 · 6 months ago
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#it baffles me that i cant get like#a loan of $10k (ive rounded up bc [redacted] seems like an odd number#yes im exposing myself here what else is new#and just . pay that off.#bc it seems logically easier for me to pay $50 a week for the next 2yrs (interest)#than this . fuckery shit ive got rn#like . itd free up so much of my money i tell u#n i do mean that#bc ive done a lot of work on my financial habits and relationship w money#but im paying for my past mistakes n that sucks actually#n ik thats the point but . id rather not b doing it this way#id rather make it easier 4 myself actually.#im not racking up any more debt but my god ending the week w .43c is Awful.#not having money 4 food is awful too . i eat Enough n i do live w my family BUT. thats a whole worm can in itself tho#i just . ive hacked the system to keep myself happy n alive while i fifure it out tho . so were good on that front#but id still like to have my money back thanks#hell id pay $100 wk too . thats abt what i am paying (a little less lbr)#n ik borrowing more money to . fix the problem is exactly how they get u and i do think im smarter than that.#bc . i do NOT have any intention ofrepeating the mistakes that got me here (being Stupid#but . i was doing rlly well w paying off my debt. but id like to condense it.#the fact that theres no family member i can borrow $10k off n then pay off for the next 2yrs is Awful. id have to go to a bank n i fucking#Hate THat. SIDE NOTE????#I HAVE TO PAY MORE MONEY??? IF I PAY OFF MY CAR LOAN EARLY??? you fucks already bumped my $6k to $6.4k#n ur telling me. that if i magically could pay it off RIGHT NOW. id have to pay EXTRA???#what kinda fuckass scheme is that. genuinely. what the FUCK.#how is that fair#dawg this car wasnt even worth $6k . why is that a thing
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certifiedyapperx · 7 months ago
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imagine you’re dating ghost and no one knows. the two of you have kept it a secret on your end and his just for your protection— because ghost knows what could happen if someone finds out, how someone might try and target you to get to him, or worse, given his line of work.
but then imagine that he’s on a mission, interrogating some piece of filth ready to decorate the fucking wall with his brain matter when the guy says “you know what, simon, killing me would be the biggest mistake of your life.”
immediately ghost would pause, eyes narrowed, though his hardened demeanour wouldn’t fade much, he’d just blankly stare at the prick like “oh yea? n’ why don’ you tell m’ why.”
the shit-eating grin that would crawl across that fuckers lips would have ghost ready to kill him right then and there, but then he’d say “reach in my pocket. pull out my phone.”
id like to think ghost would have absolutely none of this assholes bullshit, not at all entertained by his theatrics. i’d like to think he’d just press the muzzle of his gun to the fuckers temple within an instant, all teeth barred and ready to get it over with when the guy would add,
“your girlfriend is a fucking beauty, isn’t she?”
everything would pause. ghost, time, the world, air, the universe itself—the life that would drain from ghosts face would almost be enough to make his alias a reality. his heart pounding in his throat, his fingers fucking trembling as he immediately reached into the assholes pocket to find his phone—a picture of a woman tied up (face not in view however) lighting up on the home screen. there’d be no thinking rationally, no thoughts in ghosts head except for making sure you were fucking okay. he’d do whatever he’d have to do, kill the guy, leave him strapped there, whatever—he’d be out of that room in two seconds flat and personally flying the helicopter back to your house calling you nonstop every fucking second until you answered.
“hello? si?”
he’d wait a second before answering. taking everything in. background noises, the inflection of your voice. it sounds calm, maybe too calm? he’s grasping his phone so fucking hard it’s a miracle it hasn’t shattered between his fingers.
“princess,” he breathes, fighting with everything in him to keep his voice steady. “see any birds today?”
though it was a genuine question, it also was an established one. ghost had set up a series of questions for a situation precisely like this. if you said blue jay, it meant you were fine, at home, as usual. if you said crows, it meant you weren’t.
“oh just the usual blue jays, si.” he could almost hear the smile on your lips. “everything okay? i miss you.”
ghost would exhale a shattered breath. “i’m coming home.”
and then he’d show up, not all but a few hours later, hands still trembling slightly, heart rate still struggling to regulate. it was too much, reminding him too much of his past traumas, he knew he needed to find better protection for you, but that was a conversation for another time.
he’d come in the house, barely even taking the time to shut the door behind him, almost frenzied again, relentless, unable to relax until he could finally lay eyes on you. and then, the second he did, he’d just pause and look at you, all messy hair and pyjamas still on, in the kitchen cooking breakfast for you both since you knew he was on his way.
and he wouldn’t say a goddamn word, he’d just come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist, hugging you so tight you’d hardly be able to breathe, his face buried in your hair and his heart thumping at your back. you’d feel the pain the fear the anxiety radiating off him and you wouldn’t try to say anything because you knew he needed this, you knew he needed to see you, hold you, feel your pulse stable and alive. you knew he just needed a moment to breathe.
and so the two of you would stand there like that for a while, and then he’d take a big inhale and spin you around to face him, pulling up his mask to plant soft kisses on your jaw.
“i love you so fuckin’ much.”
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mynameisjag · 2 months ago
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Prompt by: @shiwalkers-ineffability
DpxDc snarky danny lives in Gotham and is just trying to get a degree but keeps almost getting adopted by various members of the Justice League
“Listen, I’m not like 12 or whatever age you think I am, I am an adult that is going to his class at college, I am near graduation and would like to focus more on that then whatever issue it is you have with me.”
To be fair to Dick, the guy in front of him really did look like a middle schooler…a middle schooler that just came out of a package store with a bag filled with various types of alcohol.
The face glaring up at him still had baby fat, voice still at that young age, a little on the too thin side but not unhealthy yet…he looked like he just got back from the playground. How and why did the store owner sell him alcohol?
“I can see it in your face, it’s the same one all those other heroes had when they ran into me, I have an I.D., I have a job, I fucking pay taxes, I do not need help or supervision. Fuck off.”
And the guy was moving, short legs stomping away.
“Wait, hold on, I still have questions!”
There was a sigh and the kid turned around to stare at him, “What? I do not need the furry brigade busting into my apartment, so get what you want to ask out of the way. Fucking worse then red underwear guy back in Metropolis.”
“You mean Superman?”
“I don’t care what his name is, he thought I was a lost kid and took me to the precinct to call my parents. Got laughed at is all what happened.”
“What’s with all the alcohol?”
“College student, just aced an extremely hard and taxing test and me and some friends are celebrating and it was my turn to do the alcohol run and before you continue on with this, yes, the guy checked my ID, I’m old enough by several years. Just do your weird stalker thing and look me up.”
“Right, ‘weird stalker thing?,’”
“You are not and won’t be the last “hero” to make this mistake.”
Nightwing just smiled and tapped on his communicator, “Hey, Oracle-“
“-Tell Danny I said hi and leave him alone, this is a Babydoll situation.”
“Oh, um, Oracle says hi…”
“Glad she remembers me from the last couple of times, so tell her hello and goodbye, I’m on a schedule.”, and with that Danny was storming off.
“Oof, this happen a lot, O?”
“You have no idea.”
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