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kenobis-kyber · 4 years ago

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From the Stars

Thank you so much to my fans! I appreciate you all for staying along for the ride.

Rating: M for mentions of abuse, swearing, light smut

Chapter 6

She awoke the next morning with bags under her eyes from the crying she did last night. Thinking about his lips on her last night even for the briefest moments. His warmth and passionmade her heart flutter, but a new set of tears were threatening to fall. In all honesty she was dreading having to face him this morning.

How could I be such a fool? How could I interrupt it as having feelings? He was just being kind and friendly. Such a gentle soul. Ughh I better get up and face the music.

Finally working up the courage, she started to get out of bed. She slowly opened her door looking around for him, sighing in relief she tip toed out. Passing his room she saw that it was well made as if no one slept in it. Making her way to the kitchen she saw no sign of him but she saw a note on the fridge.

Vanessa,

I am off for a hike, I figured you could use the space given last nights events. Don’t worry I will return.

Obi-Wan

She breathed a sigh relief knowing she wouldn't have to face him right away. Deciding to run some errands outside the house she got ready and headed out the door.

He walked up the trail trying to center himself as he went along. Letting the force guide him he arrived to a small hill overlooking the woods and small town below. Sitting down in the meditative position he closed his eyes and opened himself to the current around him. As he sat there he heard the faint hum of disoriented voices. It almost sounded like his Masters calling to him. But was that even possible? He didn't know.

Why didn’t I try harder to find you master? I lost focus and got too comfortable. I should have known better. I am such a fool to let myself get attached and feelings for her. Maybe it’s because she is the only friend I have in this world.

Focusing harder his thoughts turned to Vanessa. How her laughter was music to his ears, her strength and her kindness and lastly the way her lips felt on his. He knew that attachment was forbidden but there didn't seem anything dark about this. It was like a pure white light within his very being.

She is too kind and so giving considering what she has been through. She could have left me to die. But she didn’t, instead I was taken into her home and treated like an old friend. It has been some of the most memorable experiences. Am I stuck here I don’t know? But I need to do what is right.

Snapping his eyes open, he realized it had gotten to twilight and he should be heading back home. Home. Yes that was his home now, Vanessa made sure of it. They took care of each other and he knew he had to do something. He silently thanked the force for showing him the way.

Vanessa had gotten home an hour ago to still no sign of Obi-Wan, she did worry but knew he was more than capable of taking care of himself. She started gathering the ingredients for dinner debating if she should cook for him as well. Fuck it. She started heating up the pan for the dinner. She was so focused in her work she didn't hear the stealthy Jedi come in to the house. He stood leaning against the counter watching her and took a deep breath. She was stirring the ingredients when she felt a pair of arms circle around her waist, she jumped up getting scared out of her wits. She turned to look at him with anger in her eyes.

“For Fucks sake! I am trying to….” she was abruptly cut off by his lips smashing against hers. To say that she was shocked was an underestimate. It was passionate and full of emotion. She broke away from the kiss and looked at him confused.

“What is this about?”

He grabbed her hand and brought planted a soft kiss on her knuckles while looking deep into her eyes. Her breath shuddered when he did that.

“This is me making up for being a fool.” with a small dreamy smile.

She was taken back by that answer and stared into his eyes with a bit of doubt in hers.

“But I thought it was forbidden.”

Taking a deep breath and caressing her hand gently, his blue eyes staring deeply into hers. “Well I have come to the conclusion that the council isn't here nor would the force bring me to such an amazing woman.” The corner of his mouth twitched into a lopsided smile.

“Really? Are you sure you want this?” she asked still a little cautious.

“Yes darling as sure as I am in the force. Yes it is forbidden, but who knows if I will ever figure out away to go home. But as of right now, you are my home and I want to be yours.”

Her heart skipped a beat and her eyes watered. He wanted her. She threw her arms around his neck and reached up to kiss him. It started off soft and tender. When he wrapped his arms around her waist he deepened the kiss. His tongue darted out and swiped against her lips silently asking for entrance. She granted it and their tongues did an erotic dance. His moans at the taste of her caused her to pull herself closer to him. He reached behind her to shut off the stove and pulled her even harder against him. She took that as a cue and jumped to wrap her legs around his waist.

Holding her against him he walked over to the couch and sat with her straddling him. His hands rubbed on her thighs as her fingers gently tugged the on the ponytail on the back of his head. He groaned as his hands began to wander up her legs to her waist. She shuddered and he continued up and underneath the hem of her shirt passing over a raised scare. She suddenly grabbed his wrists and moved them away for her. He pulled his lips away from her and rested his forehead against hers.

“Are you OK, darling?,” he whispered gruffly.

“Yes. I just cant go this far with you yet, Its my past. I haven't been with anyone since….” She swallowed trying to hold back the tears.

He cupped her face and looked at her with his ocean eyes. “I understand. We don't ever have to do that. It would be an added bonus I cant lie. But that doesn't have to define our relationship, yeah?” He smiled then placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. “Now I believe you were cooking dinner? I think you should finish that because I am starving,” taking a playful nip at her lips.

She giggled, “Alright, alright but you have to clean up. Those are the rules.” Getting up off of his lap she made her way to the kitchen.

He sat back and let out a deep breath and smiled. Never thought he would feel something so right and blissful. He knew he would have to tread lightly given her pass traumas but he didn't mind, after all she was absolutely worth it. Hershey looked at him from his doggy bed in the corner.

“So...are you OK with his boy?” The dog waved his tail quickly and looked as though as he smiled. “Thank you.” he said while calling the dog over to pet him. Meanwhile Vanessa was in the kitchen finishing dinner and smiling to herself. She was so happy to have Obi Wan in her life but at the same time was scared. Even if he has been nothing been nice she couldn't help but feel scared. She thought Simon was kind and then look what he turned into. But Obi is different he helps and is patient with her. She sighed and finished plating dinner before calling him to the table. They ate and talked with such ease, the very base of their relationship.

When they finished Obi went about cleaning up and Vanessa went outside with Hershey to play with him. She picked up a stick and threw it, the goofy dog bounding after it. There was always such a joy playing with him.

Obi walked outside with 2 mugs of hot tea in hand watching the scene before him. He smiled to himself and walked over to the bench that was sat on the porch. He sat down and watched the simplicity and calmness of the situation. She looked up at him and smiled before making her way over to the bench. Sitting next to him, he draped her arm over her and she cuddled into his side. They sat like that for awhile before she raised her head to look at him. She brought her lips to his and they kissed slowly and tenderly. After a bit she pulled away and smiled at him.

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For being so good to me, so far as a friend and hopefully as a partner.”

“Of course darling, thank you for rescuing me all those months ago. And bringing a strange man into your home”

She laughed. “Best risk I have ever taken.” She kissed him on the cheek and settled into his side again enjoying his warmth. As the evening went on he heard some soft snores coming from her. He gently shook her awake. She mumbled before opening her eyes. He chuckled at her being sleepy as she looked so adorable.

“C’mon bedtime, before you drool all over my clothes.” giving her a cheeky smile.

“I don't drool!” she said slapping his arm. Then got up and started to make her way towards the house. He stood up behind her and followed her in. After they closed up the house and Hershey had settled, they embraced in one last kiss.

“Good night, sleep well.” he said while moving a strand of her raven hair behind her ear.

She reached to his braid and touched it gently.

“You as well.”

She went off to bed and had sweet dreams of her dear Jedi. Meanwhile Obi wan dreamed of his a familiar voice.

Padawan…..where are you? Speak to us…..We will find you….”

Obi-wan shot up in his bed after hearing the voice of his Master Qui-Gon. Flashes of the incident that got him here played through his mind as well. He breathed in deeply to calm himself down. After a bit he settled and was able to sleep with dreams of his Raven Haired beauty.

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wintersxsoul · 6 years ago

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The Night We Danced

Summary: Two dorks in love that have to wait to get drunk to confess their feelings.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: Maybe some language, drunk people and I think mentions of sex??

A/N: This is my entry for my dearest @writingsoftheloser 1k historical writing challenge! I got the Victorian Era, so I came up with this longass nonsense. I hope you enjoy and as always, feedback and reblogs are free and make me really happy and motivated <3

Bucky Barnes was a dancer.

He sometimes had flashes of his old life in the late 30’s and 40’s, long summer nights dancing with beautiful dames, little Stevie by his side laughing and stepping in the ladies’ shoes. Everything was much more simpler, happier, but war happened and the dances turned into battles, the warm hands that he was used to hold became rifles and glocks. The jazzy tunes turned into gunfire, dates turned into risky missions and the thought of a long happy life turned into dust when he fell off that train.

Bucky Barnes stopped being a dancer to be a soldier, a spy, a deadly assassin.

They had taken all he was away, all his memories, his hopes and dreams. Everything was wiped but not his motor skills or knowledge. They turned him into the most efficient soldier, cold and calculating, his only motive in life was completing his missions. He had killed mercilessly, not questioning even once who was in front of the gun, he just knew he had to pull the trigger.

Everything changed the moment Steve Rogers, his best friend since childhood, found him 70 years after being used and tortured. Steve saved him from the claws of Hydra and gave him the opportunity to gain back his own self, to finally give his life meaning again.

His life changed drastically when he joined the Avengers, he could use his unrequired skills to help people, to save lives. He had his closest friends, Steve of course, Sam, Nat and then he met you. Once he was able to recover almost all his memories, he had a long heartfelt conversation with Natasha since she had suffered in similar ways. The brainwashing, the body killing training, the horrors of the Cold War and the cruelty of the Red Room.

You and Nat were inseparable, both becoming SHIELD agents the same year. You were a freelance hitwoman, both of your missions were to kill the same target. But before you could kill each other, SHIELD stepped in and rescued both of you, seeing your potential and the ability to do the missions other agents weren’t able to. When Bucky first came to the compound, you were away because your last mission went badly and it almost killed you, so Fury and Steve decided it was better for you to lay low for a while. Months went by and Bucky’s curiosity only grew, he really wanted to meet you, since everyone talked about you like you were an angel. When the time came to finally meet you, everything he ever heard about you was not nearly accurate to him. You were as much of a mystery as Nat, but unlike her, you opened up to him fastly, trusting him blindly. You both held each other on your worst nights and were also there for the other when you needed a good laugh.

You could have never imagined that the infamous Winter Soldier could be such an absolute dork with such a pure heart and soul. At first he was a bit sulky and moody, he was like a ghost around the compound, but months of therapy and help from his friends turned him into the man he was today, the man you loved deeply, even though you lied to yourself trying to make it seem like a platonic feeling. For years you remained as best friends, until the masquerade ball Tony organized for Natasha’s birthday.

“So, what are your plans for the party?” You asked Bucky nonchalantly while you looked for costume designers online. He looked up from his book and shrugged, he really didn’t know what you meant but he knew you would elaborate. You closed your laptop and placed it on your nightstand, all your attention on your friend now. You laid across the bed, resting your head on his lap. You were staring at the ceiling so you totally missed Bucky’s adoring gaze.

“Well, apart from getting hammered with Thor’s Asgardian alcohol, I don’t really know.” You rolled your eyes internally at his comment. You laid on your stomach so you could face him, your chin resting on your hands on top of his chest.

“Obviously you are doing that, but it’s not what I meant.” Bucky chuckled and you rolled your eyes. You weren’t sure about asking him to be your partner, maybe he was planning on going with someone else, maybe he wanted to go on his own. You cleared your throat while reaching out to fiddle with the laces of his hoodie nervously.

“Are you going with someone?” He frowned, realizing that you didn’t assume (like he did) that you were going together. Maybe you were planning to go with a date? He knew it had been more than a year since you had dated someone so maybe you wanted to use the party as an excuse to do so?

“What you mean with someone? I d-”

“You should ask Sarah from Forensics, I’ve heard she has a huge crush on you. She’s sooo soft and pretty. I have her number if you wa-”

“Okay, Y/n stop right there. I am not going with Sarah or with anyone else but you.” His eyes widened at his own boldness but he quickly found a logical explanation.

“I mean, we always go together to this kind of shitty parties we both dread. But if you are going with someone else is fine.”

“Yeah, yeah I just thought that maybe you wanted to go with an actual date and not your best friend.” He tousled your hair and you whined jokingly. He mumbled “dork” and you stuck your tongue out.

“My best friend is pretty cool and when she gets drunk the party starts, so I am not missing that for Sarah from Forensics.”

“Oh god James, and I am the dork? You absolute dumbass.” You shook your head in amusement and sat on the bed, putting your disheveled hair in a low ponytail. You slapped him lightly on the right shoulder and got down of the bed, gathering your stuff.

“I can’t stand to see that beautiful stupid face right now, I have to look for a fucking dress. You better wear something in dark red cause, you know it-”

“it’s my color” he mocked you using a high pitched tone of voice and laughed at the face of disgust you jokingly pulled off.

“Fuck you.”

“Why don’t you f-” His sentence was cut off by the bang of his door closing but you already knew what he said. You rolled your eyes and made your way to Nat’s room since you needed to organize shopping days and all that stuff.

Bucky Barnes was a dancer and fortunately he still had some moves, but waltzing was out of his league. He knew what a masquerade was of course, so the fact that he had to learn how to dance a completely different style was...frightening to say the least. He talked about it with Steve so they both were headed now to a masterclass while their dates were out shopping. Nat had asked Steve as her date because she wanted to go with his best friend. Their friendship was the most platonic you’ve ever seen and watching them flirt and banter was the highlight of your days. Nat was a fantastic dancer of course, she used to be a fucking ballerina, so she offered to teach you some moves. She was the only one who actually knew your feelings towards Bucky because you had confessed them one night you had drank your weight in vodka and when you saw Bucky’s text asking you to please be careful, you laughed and told her. You didn’t remember that conversation and when Natasha tried to ask you, she realized she shouldn’t bring up the topic until you were ready to believe it yourself.

“Ooof Nat, should I really buy this expensive dress?” You asked her while checking yourself out in the mirror. The dress was absolutely stunning, made of a dark red taffeta or a similar material, short sleeved and a beautiful v-neck, not very revealing but enough to make your babies pop. The bodice hugged your curves and the skirt was puffy.

“Listen, Stark is paying for everything, that includes our dresses. So yes, you are going to buy it.” She stood up and lead you back to the changing room so she could purchase both of your dresses.

Steve sighed heavily at Bucky’s complaints. They’d been dancing for four hours straight and they weren’t getting any better, or at least that’s what they thought. Bucky really couldn’t believe he had been dragged into this mess just because he loved getting drunk with you under any circumstances.

“Come on Buck, don’t worry. You two will probably be too drunk to even stand, why bother so much in learning this shit?” Bucky rolled his eyes and nudged his friend on the shoulder.

“Listen pal, I wanna do this right. You know how much I love dancing so this is just an excuse to learn something new.” He could almost believe his own lie, but Steve knew better. He knew Bucky better than himself, so he obviously knew the unspoken thing that was going on between two of his best friends.

“Okay buddy, whatever you say. I just hope Y/n appreciates all this instead of laughing at you like Sam and Nat are probably going to do.” He muttered something to himself and left the room without saying a word.

“Fucking idiots, I hope they fuck soon.” Steve said to himself before turning around and smiling at the dance teacher.

“Let’s do this Janet, I have a very dangerous woman to impress tonight.”

“I really, really, really, really regret the day I gave you access to come into my room whenever you want to.” You told Bucky, who was laying on your bed on his stomach, his face buried in the pillows. You slumped next to him and buried your face in the pillows as well. You really thought you looked like idiots but you couldn’t care less.

“Can we stay here? We can watch one of those victorian romantic movies you love and get wasted on our own.”

“You know I would love to, but Nat would kill us. Besides, you hate those movies.”

“I was just trying to persuade you Barnes, you don’t need to be so rude.” You stood up and opened your first drawer, pulling out the two masks you had bought throwing Bucky’s to his head and he responded with a fake “ouch”. He sat on the bed and looked at you amused, the small mask in his hands.

“And you have the nerve to call me rude. I already have my mask and I won’t show it to you until tonight.”

“Wow, sorry for thinking about you and your shitty memory, old man.”

“You know what Y/n? I’ll see you tonight before I throw myself out of that balcony.” You giggled at his fake tantrum. You really loved your friendship with Bucky, because even though you were always joking around each other, you had your backs. He was always there and so were you.

“You want me to walk you to your room?” He frowned at you but his eyes widened when he realized what you were about to say, but you said it before he could cut you off. “In case you don’t remember where your room is at.”

“That was one time Y/n, please let it go.”

“Never.” And with that said, he left. You giggled remembering the first night you two got drunk together. It was the first time Bucky had tried Thor’s alcohol so he was excited to finally get drunk after all those decades. He drank by himself almost three flasks and encouraged you to drink a bottle of vodka on your own, so at 6 am, you were stumbling through your room floor because Bucky had forgotten where his own room was, so he wanted to sleep at yours.

You took a last look at yourself in your mirror and placed the mask in its place. It was a shame that Bucky had decided not to wear the mask you’d bought for him, but his taste was pretty great so you knew it was going to be amazing.

When you reached the party the place was already full of people. Everyone was dancing to the slow melodies or drinking at the bar. You noticed that Tony had removed all the furniture from the room so it looked like a grand dance hall, the usual modern lamps he owned were replaced by huge golden crystal chandeliers, the windows were covered by thick curtains that looked like the ones European palaces had. The cream and golden tones of all the decoration gave a really regal look to the party, the soft glow of the candles in the bar and the sound of champagne glasses relaxed your senses.

You fixed your long silk gloves and sighed, moving through the crowd towards the bar, where Nat stood chatting with who you assumed it was Steve, Sam was behind the counter pouring alcohol to his half empty glass.

“You mind filling this lady’s glass?” Sam smirked and you winked at him. He raised his eyebrow under his cream and red mask and he took out a tall glass.

“What would the lady like to drink?” He rested both of his palms in the counter, looking at you with an amused look in his eyes.

“Vodka on the rocks, s'il vous plait.” You heard Nat choke on her drink and Steve turned to look at you while Sam just poured your drink, a smile playing on his lips.

“Aren’t we starting a bit early, Y/n? Your date is not even here.” You shrugged at Sam’s comment and took the glass when he handed it.

“Since you all seemed so surprised with my drinking choices, I’m going. I need an unjudging friend right now.” You waved your hand gracefully and moved towards the centre, trying to find Bucky. After five minutes and an empty glass, you saw his bulking figure talking to some woman. You needed a moment to gather your thoughts because he looked absolutely sinful with the outfit he was wearing. The black pants marked all his muscles, specially his thighs, those fucking thighs that drove you insane and his ass...you shook your head trying to stop your mind. You needed another drink.

“Wow look who’s back and empty handed!” Steve said to the small group. You nudged him in the ribs and asked Sam for another glass of alcohol.

“Why are you this flustered Y/n?” Nat asked you when she noticed your flushed cheeks. You fixed your mask trying to hide your nervousness and failing miserably.

“I really don’t know what you’re talking about.” Your three friends shared a knowing look and you rolled your eyes, finishing your drink in two sips and encouraged by the burning liquid, you went to where Bucky was. You could now see his whole outfit perfectly and your heart swelled. He was wearing a black ruffled shirt with a black and dark red embroidered vest and a black tail coat. His face was covered by a simple half Venetian mask, decorated with the same colors as the outfit’s. He was chatting with some agent you couldn’t recognize and you felt a pang of jealousy at how he was looking at her, smiling and touching her. At that moment you realized the alcohol was kicking in and that’s why you were having those stupid thoughts. You approached your friend and placed your gloved hand to his shoulder, indicating him that you were besides him and waiting for him to pay attention to you. You catched a part of the conversation and they were talking about one of the last missions the undercover agents did, so after a court nod from Bucky and a brief goodbye from her, his eyes were on you.

“Well, look at you!” He smiled at you warmly and you felt something flip inside you. “How did you recognize me?”

“Oh boy, you can mask that face all you want but you can’t mask those thighs.” You smirked and he started laughing at your comment, making you feel proud of your wittiness.

“How drunk are you already?” You brought your hand up between your bodies and pressed your thumb and index together whispering “a little” so only he could hear it.

“Lucky for you, I drank almost a flask, so that makes us dangerous already. Wanna dance?” He extended his hand and you took it accepting his invitation. You suddenly felt really nervous since it was the first time you were going to slow dance with him but unbeknown to you, Bucky Barnes felt sick due to his nerves. He wanted this to work, he wanted to show you and the world that he was still capable of being a soft person, not this cold calculative soldier with a dark past.

The feeling of his hand on your waist and your other hands intertwined was intoxicating you, your bodies pressed together, the only thing between you two were your clothes. You spinned around the room for what felt like eternity, time for you had stopped and everyone had disappeared.

You burst the small bubble you were both in saying you needed a drink, Bucky stopped swaying you and with your hands still intertwined, went to the empty bar.

“I’ve always loved the Victorian Era, you know?” He said while giving you a glass full of vodka, and took a sip of his flask. “The clothes, the courting, the chivalry and all that fuss.” He smiled sadly at you thinking that you wouldn’t notice.

“If you could, would you go back in time and stay?”

He took another sip, now longer, and shook his head. “Of course not, you wouldn’t be there.” He blurted out without thinking and you just giggled at the comment.

“Oh Barnes, don’t be so dramatic. I’m sure you would make good friends there as well.” You gave him a sincere smile and he shook his head again, taking another sip of the flask, this time a long one. You looked down at your glass and twirled the straw, looking at how the ice cubes collided with each other.

“I love you.” You jerked your head up and maybe it was the alcohol clouding your mind or the denial of your own feelings, but you didn’t notice his intense gaze, filled with love and adoration.

“And I love you too, you idiot. As my best friend, you should know that already.” You placed your lips around the straw and finished the whole drink, Bucky still looking at you shocked that you rejected his feelings without you noticing.

“No, Y/n, what I mean is that I’m-”

“You are what, Barnes?” Nat cut Bucky off and you threw yourself into her arms, kissing her face and wishing her a happy birthday. “I missed you, Nat. Where were you?” You started talking to her totally ignoring your friend, who got that as his cue to leave the party. He would never blame you for not feeling the same or not even noticing his feelings, that was totally on him, but he didn’t feel well enough to stay in the party. He knew you wanted him there, to get drunk together and then both of you ending up throwing up in the sink and the toilet, but tonight he needed to breathe, he needed to get out of the crowd.

“Hey, where is going Bucky?” Asked Steve while he approached Nat and you. You frowned and looked at the entrance, catching a glimpse of Bucky’s broad shoulders and hair leaving the party. “I’ll be back in a sec.” You said and stumbled down the bar stool, heading towards the entrance half running.

“We both know they are not coming back, right?” Steve said to Nat, a strong nod and a sigh answered his comment.

You ran as fast as your drunken state let you but before you could notice you slipped with the dress and fell.

“FUCK” You screamed to the empty hall and took off your heels and gloves, standing up trying not to fall again on your ass. Bucky was nowhere to be seen so you headed to his room, your head spinning due to the alcohol.

“What are you doing here?” Bucky startled you, making you lose balance but he caught you before you could fall again.

“I was just checking that you got to your room safely, since you know, you get lost and all that.” You laughed at his fake hurt expression and straightened your clothes. You noticed that he had taken off his mask and that you were still wearing yours. “Why did you leave?”

“I’m feeling a bit sick, I think I drank too mu-”

“James, if you don’t tell me what the fuck is wrong I’ll torture you until you do. The drinking excuse is the worst you could’ve used with me.”

Bucky sighed defeated, he knew he had to get it off his chest, after three years carrying this on his own, he needed to let the words out, he needed you to know. He reached for the laces of your mask and took it off, placing a strand of hair behind your ear and cupping your cheek.

“I love you, Y/n.” You rolled your eyes in fake annoyance just to mess up with him.

“Baby, we already established that I lov-”

“Y/n, you are not listening. I am in love with you. I want to be your best friend, your lover, your partner in crime and your drunk buddy.”

You stared at him wide eyed, not knowing what to answer or to do. He caressed your cheek with his thumb and you gasped at the feeling, making Bucky think that you were rejecting the act. You stopped him from moving his hand and he leaned in, his lips brushing yours lightly.

“Either you kiss me or I faint, so make a m-” And just like that, his lips crashed against yours with a passion and hunger you’ve never felt in your entire life. He pressed you against the door, the stupid huge dress stopping you from feeling anything. Your brain finally woke up and you realized what was going on. Bucky Barnes loved you, he was in love with you. And you were in love with him. You pulled away and stopped him, making him step backwards scared that he did something you didn’t want to.

“You love me?” You really asked him, thinking that maybe your brain was betraying you. He nodded and looked away, not wanting to see the rejection in your eyes.

“Hey coward, look at me.” You held his chin and forced him to look at you. “I love you too, always have. I was just too damn scared to admit it to even myself.” He smiled and kissed you again, this time slower, pouring every ounce of love he had for you in the kiss.

“What now?” He asked you once he pulled away to breathe. He had his hand on the back of your neck, caressing your skin with his thumb.

“As much as I’d love you to fuck me against every surface on that room, I am drunk and tired and I need to process everything.” He nodded and waited for you to come up with what you wanted to do next. “So you are going to take this dress off me carefully cause I can’t do it on my own and it’s expensive as fuck, you are going to give me one for your shirts and we are sleeping, together.” He nodded again and smiled, leaning in again to give your lips a small peck.

“Consider it done, asshole.”

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silksinging · 5 years ago

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Soli Watches Rwby V7 E7

(blacklist “soli watches” if you dont want these on your dash <3)

I made a post in which i said no rwby op has truly slapped since volume 3. And I stand by that. I’ll admit I at least know the melody of volume 4′s but like. I’ve been watching the op every time and i still couldn’t sing along to op 7 if I tried

That said I do like that bit where they phase through their different outfits. Nice callback

but hey penny’s there, I cant complain

oh and this bit is cool too

oh right, i forgot we were starting on a down note lol

*pat pat* it’s okay, you’re still gonna get more development than some of the main characters this season

OH SHIT WELL HERE’S A USEFUL SEMBLANCE

cool take on the usual invisibility power

OH AND HERE’S ANOTHER COOL ONE dont know what it does but ALRIGHT

oh also i love robyn and im gay

god all the politics stuff is making me nervous... First Weiss’s terrible dad gets elected, and now we’re gonna declare martial law?? Why can’t we just tell people we’re trying to re-establish communication again??? Wouldn’t that be? yknow? good communication??? im sure there’s a reason and i just forgot but anyway

Nora said FUCK the bourgeoisie

aaaaaaaaaaaaand Ironwood is going full authoritarian now. Great! Awesome!

FFFFFFFFUCK OH NO REN AGREED AND LOOK AT NORA’S BETRAYAL

oh that’s right Blake and Yang were on a DATE

And we didnt get to see it........ F....

the contrast between the good communication here and renora in the last scene is giving me emotions

i dont know what kind

but i sure have them

OH DON’T LIKE THAT!!!!! leave the good grampa alone

i was gonna go on a whole rant about accuracy but no, we’re good it’s fine

when they talked about hacking at Vytal they meant the Atlas bots and not Penny

But hey good on them for figuring out there’s hacking going on

Here’s a rant i CAN go on tho

I Hate Weiss’s new hair

It doesnt look too bad on it’s own like this, but it is So bizarrely smooth compared to everyone else’s... like there`s a lot less of those dark definition lines and faces on it compared to say, Jaune’s or Yang’s... The braid isnt a bad idea but the way they made it doesnt make sense... why is it so big... It’s like triple the size her ponytail was... also it looks weird from the back... You can kinda see what i mean in the next pic... but yeah the main thing is it doesnt seem to follow the same style as every other character, and it’s driving me bonkers

anyway,

HELL YEAH PENNY BACKSTORY TIME??

oh FUCK

THAT’S WHY HE’S SICK??

HE’S BEEN GIVING PARTS OF HIS SOUL TO HIS ROBODAUGHTER???

MMMMMMMMM

Meanwhile in another part of town,

God I love Robyn’s voice it’s so good

FJKDLSAJFKLDSAJFKDSL fisticuffs

OH LIE DETECTION POWERS that’s handy

Meanwhile, in another part of the city,

props to Oscar for standing up to an authority figure like that holy Shit

oh fuck this can’t be good

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand it wasn’t!!! Cool!!!!

Tune in next time for a tense dinner with evil dad I guess!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#soli watches #stupid to start liveblogging at ep 7 but Eh

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darkfairy-tales · 5 years ago

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Into The Unknown

Description: In a place as confusing and as unknown as Charlottesville, when love blossoms will the love stand strong against the dark secrets and dangers the small city holds? Or will it be just another sad broken story.

"The less you know, the better it will be for you. As they say some things are better left unknown for you."

Chapter Two

"I don't know where he came from okay! I mean who would have thought Charles could be found in a bookstore. A Damn Bookstore." Michael complained to John after telling the older what happened. "Well Charles is everywhere." Albert stated. Maria was upstairs in her room. With Mary who was looking after her. After she had fainted, Michael was the one who had picked her up and took Maria to her own room. Putting her down on the bed pulling the blanket over her. And all of them, except for Mary who decided to stay beside Maria, gathered in the living room to talk about what exactly had happened in the bookstore. "He is going to come back. You know that right?" John asked sighing. "Yes but he can't really do anything anyway." Michael shrugged nonchalantly. "Guys the thing we should be worrying about is what we are going to explain to Maria" Albert reminded everyone. "We should just tell her the truth." Eliza, who had sitting quietly listening to everyone, said. "But telling her is risky." John said. "Then what do we tell her?!" Albert said, his face red out of frustration, ruffling his hair. "I will tell her. Me and Mary will." Eliza stated standing up. Other agreed though hesitant. Eliza gave them a firm nod as she walked upstairs in Maria's room where both Mary and Maria was.

Eliza opened the door slowly, peeking in. "Hey." she greeted both Mary and Maria who was talking about something she couldn't understand as she didn't heard much. Maria looked like she just woke up. "H-hey." Maria greeted back weakly looking a bit pale while Mary just nodded looking back at her. "How are you feeling?" she asked approaching them and sitting down on the bed beside Maria. "I am fine.. at least better. So can anyone explain to me? About the guy... and everything." Maria asked shivering at the thought of what had happened earlier. Eliza took a deep breath in as she started speaking. "Maria this city is not as you think it is. It is more than just a city. This is a place where natural and supernatural meets. What you saw earlier. As in the man you encountered. He is Charles, a vampire." Maria's breath hitched. Vampires couldn't exist right! They were supposed to be just myths. As her mother had said. "You are.. kidding right?" She asked turning to Eliza nervously. "I wish I was. We are not humans too Maria. Me, Mary, John, Albert and Michael we are werewolves. A pack. The woman you met at your college's reception, the one who suggested you stay with us, she is John's aunt. She knew you were new and you didnt got a dorm and that you weren't under anyone's protection. She feared for you. That is why she sent you to us. She wanted us to protect you during your stay in this city. Every supernatural creatures who lives in this city follows a strict rule to keep away from each other and not cause a war. We have to mind our own business. Vampires and werewolves as you might have heard are the worst enemies. And today Michael punching Charles was just... You know what I mean. Consequences is yet to come. Charles is a vampire with a high status. I can just tell he will do something." Eliza sighed worried. "This.. this is just too much to.. to process." Maria stuttered out

All her life she had been told that vampires nor werewolves existed. All her life she had grown up believing that vampires and werewolves were just myths. And now this. "We will give you some time. To take in all this. And think. If you need something or so just call any one of us out. Or come downstairs if you want." Mary said smiling with a look of sympathy. Maria blankly nodded. Mary and Eliza walked out of the room closing the door behind them. Maria jumped when her phone rang, surprised. She looked at the screen and realized it was her mother. She took a deep breath in and accepted the call. "Hello honey." She heard her mother's soothing voice say. "Hey mom" she said. "Are you okay honey? It is just that I really had a bad dream last night about you. And I felt like something was up. You are okay right? And safe?" Her mother asked. She sighed staying quiet for a while. What was she supposed to say? 'Hey mom I was attacked by a vampire but it is okay, a werewolf saved me.' She totally couldn't say that. She then spoke up when her mother's voice called out again. "Yes mom. I am fine. Everything is going great here. I made friends. And they are protecting me from everything. I mean you know, looking out for me." She said which was partly the truth. "Okay then honey. If you have any problems just call us okay. We would come to take you back." Her mother stated, sounding a bit worried. Maria thought for a while. Nope. She totally wasn't going to make her parents come to this weird city where their life might be threatened. "Yes mom. But you totally don't have to come here. As I said everything is going fantastic." She assured her mother. Before her mother could say anything else she continued. "Anyway mom I gotta go. My friend seems to be calling me to eat. Bye. I will talk to you later!" She said ending the call.

Maria sighed putting back down her phone. She couldn't keep talking to her mom and lie about how everything was okay. She was never the one to lie like this especially to her parents. 'It will be fine. I will handle this problem by myself like a good adult.' she thought to herself, giving herself a determined nod. She changed her clothes and tied back her hair into a ponytail. She then went downstairs to see Mary and others sitting around, talking. "Hey guys." She said. "Hey you fine now?" Albert asked. "Yep I am totally fine. And really hungry. So who is going to helping me with cooking!" She asked with a big smile, making the others look at her in confusion because this is not how someone who had been attacked by a vampire acts. But Eliza quickly stood up. "Come on. I will help you. Even I am hungry. For something spicy." She said making Maria smile. "Then how about hot. A little bit spicy beef stew?" Maria asked. "Well I am up for beef stew. We already have some beef on the refrigerator" John said nodding. Others agreed too. "Okay then let's go start cooking" Maria said as she walked towards the kitchen with Eliza on tow.

After some time the stew was done. "Finally. My stomach was starting to growl." Michael said with some overreaction. "Shut it. Your stomach ain't growling. You are fine." Mary said slapping away Albert's hands which was trying dip a bit on the hot pot of stew, wanting to get a bit of taste. "You are burn your hand big idiot!" She scolded turning to Albert who poked his tongue out at her. Maria laughed at the way they were acting. They almost seemed human. Almist normal. She shooked her head as she helped Mary serve the stew for everyone. While Eliza was pouring some water. "Who wants to have a competition on who can finish their stew first!" Michael said looking at everyone mischeviously. "Welk if you out it like that...." John mumbled before he started eating hisnstew with ni furthur words. "Yah that is cheating." Albert said as he shoved a spoonfull of his stew then groaning when it accidentally burned his tongue a bit. "Fuck that was hot. Ouch." He moaned at the sting. Eliza shooked her head passing a glass of water to him. Everyone started eating trying to finish their stew fast. All of them with a mischevious look. "The loser will do the dishes. And clean the kitchen." Maria said mindlessly making everyone look at her then they all started shoving the stew into their mouth.

"Bwahahaha our cutie john is going to clean the kitchen and do the dishes." Mary said laughing making John, who had lost the 'competition', grumble. "Don't laugh." He said wiping his mouth with a tissue grumbling which just made Mary laugh harder. "It is okay my friend. Just for one day. You gotta clean the dishes and kitchen." Albert said patting John's shoulder giving him a look of fake sympathy. "Maria choose one more person. I cant do all of the work by myself." John said pouting almost like a kid making Maria and Eliza cringe visibly. "Okay fine. Stop pouting. I choose....." Maria said trailing down looking around. "Albert!!" She said laughing when Albert groaned face palming himself. "Well well." john mumbled smirking. "Phew I am saved." Michael said pushing his hair back relieved. "Now guys go go go! Clean!" Eliza said pushing the two guys towards the kitchen.

"I will go up now. Call me if you guys need me." Maria said smiling to Mary. "Can I join?" Michael asked. She thought for a while after nodding. "If you want to." She said. Both of them started walking towards the stairs which led to upstairs. Maria opened the door to her room inviting Michael in. "What are you planning to do now?" Michael asked. "Well I don't know. I haven't planned anything actually." She said wondering what she can do. "You dance?" Michael asked. "How did you know?" Maria asked turning around looking at him. "Just assumed. I just felt like you do." Michael said shrugging. "Wanna try dancing together?" Maria asked, blushing afterwards. "Well if you don't mind of course." Michael agreed. "I have this one song.. I really like. Well it is a korean one. I came across to it on youtube." Maria informed. "Oh? I am curious now. Title of the song?" He asked. "Moonlight." She answered as she pulled her phone out searching for the song in her playlist tapping on it as the soft song started playing. "What is it about?" Michael with his brows furrowed. Maria smiled extending her hand. Michael grabbed her hand softly pulling her close. As the slolwy started swaying their bodies to the sound. "It is about a werewolf. who falls for a human girl. But he can't approach her because he is scared that he will end up hurting in the end." She said closing her eyes as she led Michael lead her in the dance.

Michael didn't say anything after that focusing on dancing. His arm around her waist as they swirled around. He couldn't understand the language of the song yet he could almost feel it. It was almost like he could somehow feel the song. As the song came to an end Maria opened her eyes. Her face reddened when she realized how close she was to Michael. They eyes meeting when she looked up. As cliche as it was she felt as if the time stopped as they didn't said a word yet kept looking at each other. Michael breathed out. He felt warmth creep up his heart. A warmth he never felt. As he looked at Maria who was blushing. 'A werewolf falling for a humam girl.. I think I am falling for a human too.'

Oh.My.God it took so much time to finish! My training started :( so yea it is taking some time.

I hope you will like this chapter too. Please don't forget to leave a heart and reblog and share this story with your friends.

I will try posting the next chapter soon. Love you all. Bye Bye. 💙❤

#moonlight #vampire #werwolf #werewolves #werewolf au #fanfic #fantasy #fated mates

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