#it's shepard. it's all shepard. she's everything to me

[thatwildwolfart]

Okay year in summary time okay

[swaps55]

How would Sam have changed if Hannah had been the parent to go missing?

You ask the BEST QUESTIONS. This is such a good one.

He'd have blamed his father. You let her go out there. You didn't protect her. You didn't let me protect her.

Sam was 15 and stubborn as hell. He wouldn't have let anyone convince him his version of the truth wasn't true at all. The epiphany he'd had after his father's disappearance - when Hannah didn't come for him - would never have happened. She would die a martyr's death in his eyes, and those rose colored glasses would be so hard to pull off. The estrangement that happened between him and his mother would instead happen between him and his father, and Daniel wouldn't be able to do a damn thing about it.

You could even make the argument that Sam doesn't wind up as close to Anderson, as a result - Anderson was Daniel's friend, not Hannah's, and would be a lot less welcome in Sam's eyes - which could change the ENTIRE course of history. But for this mental exercise let's leave that piece out.

Nothing would change until Alchera.

Whatever Sam thinks of Daniel, it was Daniel who raised him. Daniel who patched up his skinned knees. Daniel who comforted him after a nightmare. Daniel who gave him the love and affection Hannah never did.

I think he still calls for Daniel in the end. I think when he winds up with Cerberus, his instinct is still to seek Daniel out, in the way you still want your parent when you're scared and alone, even if you have a poor relationship with them. Maybe it's not them you want, but what a parent SHOULD be.

Except in Sam's case, Daniel is that parent. Maybe he has time to think about it. Reassess the things he thinks he knows. Hell, if there was a time for self-reflection it's after you've been raised from the dead, right?

My guess is that before he goes through the Omega 4, Sam sends him a message. Tries to make amends. Maybe if I come back from this, we could...fix it. If you even want to. I wouldn't blame you if you didn't.

I think you probably know what Daniel's response would be to that. His love for that kid is unconditional.

And then Sam does come back. But Aratot happens, and Daniel isn't allowed to see him when Sam is in Alliance custody.

Then the reapers come. Sam knows nothing about where Daniel is, if he's alive at all, and it's not something he can let himself think about.

What if, when it's finally over, Kaidan's face isn't the first one he sees? Maybe it's a face he knows, but going on 18 years older than when he last saw it. Maybe those words his father told him before he boarded a shuttle to Ares all those years ago weren't a lie. Think of me whenever you're afraid. You'll never be alone, and in the aftermath of the fall of the reapers, when Sam was very alone and thought he'd die that way...he wasn't, and he didn't. Because his father came for him.

[kaidanalenkosprmanager]

THE BEST OF PRIORITY: MARS (PART 1)

Featuring: Cmdr. Sophie Shepard, Maj. Kaidan Alenko, Lt. James Vega, and Dr. Liara T'Soni Sophie, I don't know what you are- or who. Not since Cerberus rebuilt you. For all I know, you could be their puppet- controlled by The Illusive Man himself. Mass Effect 3: Legendary Edition (2021)

[mrsparrasblog]

I just listened to "My Tears Ricochet" and had an idea.

TW: Angst *laughs in free therapy*

So, imagine the boys need to fake their deaths. How macabre it is that they attend their own funerals, wanting to watch their loved ones. (These are standalone scenarios they don't fake their death together)

Price: You were his wife for all these years, always waiting for him to return. The funny thing was you could clearly remember the last argument before he left.

"Love, just one more tour, and I'm coming back to you. Then we can start a family and all that, but the boys need me."

"It's always the last tour with you. When is it really the last?"

"This time, I promise."

To some extent, he was right. You thought it was his last tour, but it wasn’t fair. You knew it was over when you got the call from General Shepard. Your husband was dead. You lost the love of your life, and all you got were his dog tags and a check large enough to end world hunger. You slapped your friend after she said at least you were financially secure now.

Price watched you from behind a tree. He saw how you clung to his grave, hugging it tightly and lying on it as you always used to with him. Your dress was dirty, and the tears wouldn’t come anymore.

When Laswell and Nik approached you, you screamed at them, blaming them for not protecting your husband. You trusted them, and now you couldn't bear to let anyone else near his grave. John wished he could comfort you, tell you he would come back to protect you, but he couldn’t. Instead, he sent Simon, who endured all your insults, screams, and even a punch to his crooked nose until you were ready to move on.

Kyle: You and Kyle were born on the same day, in the same room, in the same hospital. It was like a movie; he was your best friend since forever, your first everything, and you were his. It was a love like in all those movies. The only thing separating you was the military, but you stayed home waiting for him. Not even war could separate you. Last year, he brought you that ring. You remember lying in bed, cuddling him as he promised you that you were allowed to die first. He knew you wouldn’t survive his death. So he made the silly promise that you would die first. He thought it was the first promise he ever broke to you.

Kyle had to be held back when he saw you crying at his grave. “Guess I’ll find you in the next one, love. Sleep well.”

Ghost: He was never good at love, and he was sure no one would come to his funeral. No one knew "Ghost," and Simon Riley had been buried since 2009. But then he saw you, the cute medic he always tried to push away. He was afraid of hurting you or corrupting you. How could he have known that pushing you away wouldn’t stop you from loving a dead man?

All the conversations came flooding back:

"Here, Lt. I made you red velvet cookies, your favorite."

"You're going to sit down and let me fix that, idiot."

"You're beautiful, Ghost."

"You're enough."

"It's kind of silly to be in love with someone whose name you didn’t even know. I hope you find your peace, big boy." You placed lilies on his grave and left. In that moment, Simon Riley realized he was loved, and he would burn the world down to come back from the dead just to return to you.

Johnny: Contrary to popular belief among the team, Johnny wasn’t a whore. He was a loving husband and father. That was written above "Sergeant" on his grave, at least.

His funeral was crowded with people who wanted to pay their last respects. Most of them were blue-eyed MacTavishes. Then there was you, holding your three-year-old in your arms. He didn’t understand why everyone was crying or why Dad wasn’t there anymore.

Johnny watched you sit at his grave, sighing as you talked to your husband. "James doesn’t understand what’s going on, but he misses you. He wanted me to give him a mohawk. It looks ridiculous, just like you. I know you’re rocking it in heaven. Just please wait for me, okay? Don’t want you to hoe around in heaven," you chuckled, holding back the tears. "You watch us from there, right? Can’t miss the birth of your princess, can you?"

[average-mako-enjoyer]

crying screaming throwing up 1/3

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know I just bitched about the lazy writing and world-building in Mass Effect, but I wouldn't love these games if they didn't have moments where everything was on point (or close to it): the writing, the animation, the voice acting, everything.

Here's one of my favorite scenes, it's very short and I bet you've never thought about it before, but it's so, so good, I'm obsessed with it and I have to scream.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm pretty sure that the only time that Shepard really freaks out is after the Mars mission. It happens right on screen, we don't hear it from someone else, we don't have to headcanon it, we get to see Shepard not as a protagonist, not as a savior of the galaxy, not as a soldier, but as an actual human being, simply scared shitless.

I also love that it starts with Liara immediately realizing what's going on. You can see that she freaks out too, because Shepard is freaking out, and the camera lingers on her reaction as it shifts from fear to sadness to understanding. And then we finally get to see the condition of our favorite Virmire survivor, and it's just oof.

When we go back to Liara, she already knows what to do.

And then we finally get to see Shepard. All these erratic movements are completely out of character. Throughout the three games, we only see Shepard move with some sort of intention (yes, because it's a game, and it's supposed to be that way, but think beyond that; it's also Shepard's characteristic as a person), and there's no intention in this. Shepard is holding on to the examination table, trying to lean down or move forward, and that's because now, in this situation, he can do nothing. No amount of self-sacrifice, quick thinking, tactical advantage, or stupid badassery will help. There's someone on that table he clearly cares about, and he has no say in the matter.

And Liara knows it. She leans forward to look Shepard in the eye and draw his attention to herself. She starts soft and pleading:

And dude, Shepard's expression is everything. It's sad and scared and open... again, completely out of character.

And then we can watch Liara's expression change when she sees that Shepard heard her. Her tone is no longer soft, it becomes quite aggressive.

It is all very deliberate. And it works! Shepard is still terrified, but he furrows his eyebrows and his expression closes. Now he looks more like the Shepard we all know and love.

Another change of tactics, and oh my god. Say what you will about my girl Liara, she is a real MVP here. Notice how she goes soft again and just gives Shepard a suggestion. She knows the best way to snap him out of his panic and sense of sheer helplessness is to push him to start giving orders again.

And again, it works! This sounds and looks like our usual Shepard.

Oh, I love these animations. The change from something hard-assed and in control to something vulnerable... Whoever animated this, let me kiss you on the mouth, let's ride into the sunset. You're beautiful and I love you.

✨Gentle touches✨ Not like our usual Shep at all.

Now to part 2 because I have even more gifs

[sky-scribbles]

You know what I really appreciate about Kaidan's character arc? He gets a story about finding self-acceptance and letting himself let go and feel things - but at the same time, he still gets to be an introvert. He still gets to be, in his words, someone who isn't 'the life of the party, who has a lot of friends'.

I mean - in ME1, Kaidan fully admits to a romanced Shepard that he doesn't feel human. When he killed Vyrnnus, he became someone Rahna was afraid of, someone she saw as dangerous... so he holds himself to nigh-impossible standards. 'You never let yourself lose control,' Shepard tells him. He's very, very indirect in a lot of his conversations with Shep, because he's trying so hard not to be too direct, too forward; he's constantly polite and disciplined and professional because he can't be a problem. He can't let anyone see him as unpredictable or dangerous because that's when they start seeing you as terrifying. That's when people you love look at you like you're not human.

But Shepard can encourage him to let himself feel, and show it - 'I might need to loosen up. A little,' he admits, sheepishly - and when you see him again on Horizon, he lets his feelings be open and messy and a Problem. By ME3, he's completely embracing his nature as a biotic, gleefully letting everyone know at the Citadel party that he can Reave now, joining in with the other biotics roasting James in the 'biotics vs strength' argument. He's accepted himself, he knows his friends accept him, and he's letting himself laugh and drink and dance like a complete dork, and he's grown so much, and yet -

And yet, he's still a fundamentally quiet, self-contained person. Maybe I'm just jaded from all the media where introverted characters get told to loosen up, and then they suddenly realise that they do want to be the life of the party now actually. But Kaidan? Kaidan hangs out in the observation deck, perhaps the quietest part of the Normandy - the same place where Samara spent her time, a place where no other characters are present. (Ashley, in comparison, spends a lot of time hanging out in the bar, where there are constantly other characters around). Kaidan's Citadel hangout with Shepard? He doesn't head out onto the Silversun Strip with you like many of the other characters; his ideal evening is cooking a meal for his friend/partner and having a chill time with the two of you. A lot of the conversations you have with him on board ship are quiet, introspective. His hangout place on the Citadel is a quiet Presidium cafe.

It's just... comforting to me. He grows, but he doesn't have to change who he fundamentally is, y'know? ME3 Kaidan is more confident and sociable and (despite everything) happy than ME1 Kaidan, but he's still a guy who's not fond of too much lights or noise or crowds, who's soft-spoken and sensitive, who gets caught up in his own thoughts sometimes. I just really appreciate that.

[gloryofdawn]

Pretty much everybody on Tumblr seems to look at Garrus and be like, "Hm, yes, the optimal love interest." And that's fair! Garrus is great. Date him if you want.

But goddamn, have I just always had brainrot for Shepard and Garrus platonically. Their dynamic is just so flawless. I have never believed a game more when it has told me "These two people are best friends." They are the most found family siblings I've ever seen.

Every party member in Mass Effect 1 (who lives) goes on to achieve greatness above and beyond pretty much any party member introduced in subsequent games (except that I do specifically think the human party members are outstripped by Mordin), but you get to watch it happen with Garrus and Tali because they never leave you. Garrus starts off as "That loose cannon cop who signed on to help get Saren." After Shepard dies, he decides he's just going to casually end organized crime and is alarmingly successful. When Shepard shows up again, Garrus' reaction is to fucking shoot them and then joke about it when they finally make it to him. Shepard deflects Garrus' near death experience by calling him ugly. During his loyalty mission, you have the opportunity to have some absolutely raw conversations with him about ethics and morality that you don't really ever see with another companion except Jack, and she basically completely ignores everything you say until you see her in 3. With Garrus, he'll resist what you're saying, but you can see him trying to find the line between justice and revenge, law and chaos. If you put him in charge of the second team during the suicide mission, you can see how much he's grown with you as he effortlessly coordinates his team with yours. And all that is just in Mass Effect 2.

Once you get to 3, you really start seeing it. Garrus has made his way up in the Hierarchy and is leading their efforts against the Reapers, just like Shepard. When you ask him about it, he immediately starts talking about it as the shared work you've had since the first game. No other companion identifies themselves with you through this struggle. Sure, other companions will mention the previous games and what you did with them, but there's always something else. Liara is the Shadow Broker now. Tali has the Geth to worry about. The Virmire Survivor is bound up in the Alliance and becoming a Spectre. Wrex has the Krogan. But Garrus? Garrus is here with you. He's standing right next to you, giving the Reapers his full attention. And as you go throughout the game, he's consistently the one there for you. When you're struggling to get the Council Races to work together, he's there. When things go tits up on Thessia, he's there. Even you're going into the final run, he's there. When the two of you die, if Turian heaven is the same as human heaven, he'll meet you at the bar.

There is no Vakarian without Shepard. There is no Shepard without Vakarian. These two soldiers are bound together with blood, sweat, and the sheer Terminator-grade determination to save the galaxy, no matter how much it kicks and screams. There is no fire they won't jump into for the other one, and they'll make fun of each other the whole way. There's no other relationship like it.

I'm Glory of Dawn, and this is my favorite platonic ship on the Citadel.

[unabashedllamamusic]

Yk what's fucking great about Mass Effect? In my two playthroughs so far (both femshep, one with a Traynor romance and one with a Liara romance), Shepard wants a normal family life. With Liara, it's lots of "little blue" kids, and with Traynor it's a house, white picket fence, two kids, and a dog. I feel like 99% of the time when a badass female lead wants children it takes away from their badassery or their independence, it's a way to tie them down and make them seem more domestic. Somehow (I credit Jennifer Hale's incredible voice acting), instead it feels more like Shepard wants to be normal. She spends three games getting thrown into insane situations that she didn't ask for, losing friends, literally dying, having an entire galactic war on her shoulders, going into a mission expecting to die TWICE, and all that on top of whatever trauma her background leaves her with. Bonus points if you do colonist + sole survivor, because that woman must be so far beyond PTSD. But even after all the shit she's gone through, at the end of the trilogy she can say with absolute certainty that she wants to experience a normal life- something she's never gotten before, no matter your background. The best part is she doesn't mention retiring, there's no reason she can't keep her rank and have kids at the same time, she was raised by active-duty officers in one background so it's definitely a possibility. This isn't the "female lead wins by giving up her powers and becoming a mother" trope, it's proof that she's still a normal human despite everything. That's also why I prefer Traynor's romance to Liara, Shepard opens up to her more and seems more human. The mix of flirtyness and honest vulnerability is incredibly normal, through all the galaxy's insanity.

In general, Shepard's trauma is often mentioned in passing but never really shown. No matter the background or choices you make, they've been through hell to begin with and go through it a dozen more times throughout the trilogy. Everyone around them is like "oh wow that must've been tough" but Shepard usually just brushes it off, or gives a line or two about how much they miss whoever it was that died. She definitely had a lot more nightmares than the game let on.

I've walked through a destroyed city once, and it's haunted me daily for five years. I can't imagine being in multiple cities, on multiple worlds, as they're being destroyed, and knowing stopping it is your job, not to mention losing a shit ton of friends + family, your unit, or just the occasional comrade (background depending)

[komoboko]

Hi! Not a request but just curious. What kind of pets do you think the kananoko squad would have in a modern au?

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐨 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐰𝐧

ft: tanjiro kamado, zenitsu agatsuma, inosuke hashibira, kanao tsuyuri, genya shinazugawa

These are 1am rambles brah

TANJIRO would like to raise a dog, standard but oddly fitting for him. I think he would have multiple to be honest, he enjoys breeds that are more active so I would see him with a golden retriever or a Labrador. His pets really like you to!! Almost like he silently taught them to be just like him.

He definitely has dogs that get big but still thinks they are lap dogs 100%. Whenever you come over to his house and sit anywhere it’s a 50% chance a dog will come lay near you, next to you, or usually on top of you. His dogs are kinda spoiled to, he’ll you he scolds them but you caught him giving them treats when he was suppose to one time.

ZENITSU wants something small, not to big and easy to manage. Personally I think he own a bunch of guinea pigs. Very random choice but just hear me out. They remind me of his sparrow, he likes to hold them when he’s around the house. You may see him walking in a thick turtleneck during the summer, but that’s just because his guinea pig is resting in the next area.

They are a little stubborn though, even zenitsu doesn’t know why. They can get mad and almost bit you before, but that’s normally if they haven’t eaten. You don’t what zenitsu feeds them but he definitely has those really thick guinea pigs just for no reason at all. Well there is a reason as you have to invite his guinea pig to the table to eat with you all during dinner. Also obanai is banned from coming over is kaburamaru is tagging along.

INOSUKE probably wants a really unconventional pet, like I bet he tried to convince you to let him get a boar before. In the end he sticks with a dog like tanjiro. Just the breeds are different I bet he wants have to have a doberman or a German Shepard. He wants to train those dogs for war I tell you.

You refused to enter his house for a bit until his dogs get to know you, you preferred keeping in your feet and not getting tackled by his dogs. He likes to play fight with them always playing fetch with them outside. Although besides this you to went a farm that was mixed with a shelter where they have this really small boar. Every time you go there inosuke always spends time without. He named the lil dude megatron.

KANAO I feel like would have a bird of some sorts. A really well trained one as well. Not like a usual house pet but those really expensive exotic birds. She’s trained it and had help from professionals to train it now, it’s at this point where you can almost have full fledged conversation with it. It knows both of your names, the food it likes everything.

Sometimes the bird is unusually smart.. like the time you brought snacks that you and the bird can both eat but kanao never wants you to. When she can back you had everything hidden and the perfect fool proof lie created. Until the bird “coincidentally” said your name and the beaks brand right after. You were the one getting in trouble and her bird face no repercussions.

GENYA is pretty straightforward he just wants a cat. He likes how they’re more chill and calm and sometimes just hang by themselves or with him. also because the cat owning trait was subconsciously influenced by gyomei’s love for cats. It just grew on him eventually. I think I can see him with one of those black and white bicolor cats but I doubt he would care about the breed.

You tend to compare Genya to his cat a lot because of how similar they look in the face. For some reason Genya’s cat just looks mad, all the time. He could be giving it treats and it would just have the more monotone expression on its face. The cat doesn’t mind you though, Genya could be calling it thinking it’s asleep. Only to find it trailing after you while you go to sit on his couch.

[milkywayes]

just… thinking about the tragedy of shepard and garrus. their relationship evolves as we watch - from mentor and mentee, to trusted friends, to supportive partners. the field between them evens out. walls are broken down. thresholds are crossed. she goes from ‘the best humanity has to offer’ to disavowed shadow operative to the tip of the spear in a probably-unwinnable war. he goes from eager-to-prove-himself hotshot to disillusioned outlaw to what’s probably the second most important person in the hierarchy.

it’s such a long way to come. there’s so much to get through to end up where they are.

and both of them only really come into power once it’s already almost too late to do anything with it. everyone else is also facing extinction but these two feel the weight of all those lives so acutely because of the positions they’ve been given.

but if they’re in love. if they go through all of that and fall in love in the process. if they open their hearts while everything around them is literally about to end forever. if he’s the glue holding her together and she’s the only hope he can still believe in. then they’re building their partnership in a graveyard. they both know, this might be all they get. this is probably it. and everyone else - they have it bad, but there’s just a unique tragedy here with shepard and her love interest in that she will save the galaxy, but chances are, she cannot save herself and that means she also cannot save the one who loves her more than anyone else.

these two people working tirelessly to stave off the end of everything, the weight of the galaxy on their shoulders and only each other to lean against, and they’re the ones who pay the price to end the war. they come all this way only for her to give up everything, and for him lose the only guiding light he’s ever had - at best, for a time, and at worst, forever. he might put the plaque on the memorial wall or he might not, but either way their sacrifice is so fucking heavy.

he holds her together until the end and she’ll use it to shatter herself on the citadel. she’s his guiding light and it’ll go out when the path ahead of him is at its least clear, its most daunting.

the war is won, but they’re the ones who lose, and it makes me insane just to think about.

[kaidanalenkosprmanager]

THE BEST OF PRIORITY: SUR'KESH

Featuring: Cmdr. Sophie Shepard, Lt. James Vega, EDI, and Urdnot Wrex With: Lt. Steve Cortez, Dr. Mordin Solus, Major Kirrahe, and Urdnot Bakara And a Special Guest Appearance by: Adm. Steven Hackett Alliance R&D has officially begun construction on the Prothean device. The team has dubbed it: "Project Crucible". We're throwing everybody who knows how to throw a hammer at it. This is gonna be the most ambitious undertaking in human history. I'm not saying it won't be a challenge- but we can do this, Shepard. You can do this. Never doubt that. Mass Effect 3: Legendary Edition (2021)

+BONUS (the smirk™️)

[atarathegreat]

My 'Pup' König

KorTac, who was better known for its swifter breeds, did have some war types sprinkled in. Mostly German Shepards, but the one that stood out was the Colonel. Colonel König was a Tibetan Mastiff born in an unknown area to a German mother and an unknown, foreign father. Bushy tail and fluffy ears aside. the Colonel was an absolute unit and killing machine. König had the sharpest canines on base, sharpest senses and even the sharpest tongue when he chose to speak.

Speaking with other members was never an issue, the man gave the clearest orders of anyone, but he avoided women. Women were to be respected and treated fairly in his squads...but avoided because he was nervous. First impressions meant everything, and if he didn't go full Colonel mode, he would fumble his words and make a mess of himself.

"She's a Tibetan, like you, so you'll be training her." König was given his order swiftly and without him having time to protest. Everyone could see that something was bothering him, his tail down instead of curled as it usually was. No one dared to ask, seeing how agitated the man was. So, no one raised a finger when a female Tibetan started to follow him around.

"You're the Colonel?" Your voice startled him. König had been too wrapped up in his thoughts to even notice your scent behind him. Steel toed boot, meet steel toed boot. You blocked his kick with one of your own, wagging your tail happily as he growled at you.

Great, I've already made a fool of myself... König grumbled to himself as he lowered his foot to the ground. "Apologies, I failed to notice your approach." König held a hand out to you. It was strange that you wagged your tail at a man who had bared his teeth (something you couldn't see because of his sniper's hood) at you and growled with every ounce of dog in his genes. "All good, Sir. I was informed to find you for my first day of training." The way you smiled at him showed your little canines. He wondered if they were as sharp as they looked.

"Today I want you to show me what you know -"

"Nothing, Sir." The interjection was...annoying, sure, but König could handle it, "I am fresh from camp, Sir. Not an ounce of knowledge in my brain." König sighed and pinned his ears back, "Alright, then spend the day learning the base and I'll figure out what we'll do tomorrow."

König watched your fluffy tail bounce away to make friends and learn the base, just as he'd ordered. He liked that. An obedient little thing, weren't you? For the next week you showcased your obedience and willingness to learn everything you needed to. Getting attached to you wasn't something that König planned on; it was just that you were perfect for him. Little, obedient, strong, and he couldn't help but notice the way you retained his scent from all the time you spent near him. It made him mess up when you were near, fumble his words, and trip over his moves while fighting.

"You smell sweet, pup, what's your name?" A large German Shepard was looming over you and smiling so his canines stuck out. As if she'd be swayed by your pathetic teeth. König glared at the display of what was supposed to be elitism but only came off as desperate. The fur of your tail bounced as you wagged, "I'm Y/n. You are?"

"My name doesn't matter, pup." The soldier was carefully holding some papers, so his nametag was hidden. "But I tell you what pup," He leaned over her and whispered, grinning as he glanced up at the colonel. When your tail stopped, König moved. It didn't matter what happened, you always wagged your tail and angled your ears to whoever was talking. No tail wags, ears flattened. König didn't like it.

"-and I'm sure you'd take my knot perfectly. Wouldn't you?"

König snatched you up by the back of your neck and tossed you over his shoulder, growling deep in his chest. The German Shepard, as they both abandoned rank to take part in the dominance battle, got chest-to-chest with König and growled back. There was a heavy decline in striking fear in the other male due to König's hood hiding his teeth. You were aware of how scary the Colonel could be from training, so you carefully reached around and raised the mask enough to flash his shiny canines.

"She ain't got your scent strapped to her." The German Shepard snarled; his tail lowered to show aggression. It was a move König didn't take kindly to. "Then you must be nose blind, she reeks of me." König growled, leaning to get in the man's face, "Might wanna go to the vet and get that fixed."

"König..." Gods, the way your sweet little voice calling him anything but 'Colonel' made his tail perk, "I'm gonna bite him if he doesn't leave you alone..."

"Then how about we get away and I'll show them all whose pup you are."

[crazycurly-77]

A quiet place to work - pt. 1

As you entered the bullpen this morning there was pure chaos. Everyone was upset that they couldn't work. That was the reason why they called you at 7am and ordered you to immediately come to the office. 

“Hey, McGee! What have you broken this time?” you asked him nearing his desk. 

“Me? Nothing. But nobody can work anymore because of this error we get if we do anything in our software.”

He showed you the error on the screen for you to read. You read it two times then furrowed your brows and murmured “that's a database error.”

Gibbs and director Shepard had come to you and were not amused. 

“Y/N! Nobody can work anymore. Fix the error as soon as possible!” Jenny ordered loudly. 

“Any idea what's the cause of the problem?” Gibbs asked. 

He was not amused, but relatively quiet compared to the director. 

You took a deep breath and answered 

“I don't have any clue right now. I have to run a few tests and protocols to analyze this.”

“How long?” Gibbs stated. 

You shrugged your shoulders “don't know. Depends on what the problem is, when I find it and how it can be solved.”

“Work quickly. Everything is stopped at the moment and that can't be.” Madam director ordered and went to her office slightly annoyed. 

You watched her go, rolled your eyes, sat at your table and began to work. 

While you tried to concentrate your colleagues constantly came and disturbed you when they asked about the status of things. 

Your phone was constantly ringing too and you did your best to ignore it. After 1 hour of nearly constantly ringing Jenny stood in front of your desk and seemed to be angry. 

“I've tried to call you multiple times,” she said. “Yep. I've ignored you,” you just answered matter of factly. You didn't look up and just tipped away on your keyboard. 

Jenny on the other hand huffed and stormed away again. 

Tim tried to be invisible and Gibbs grinned. Tony was smiling widely, coming to you stating “wow, Y/N. Finding a whole new respect for you.”

You stopped typing and looked at him without saying a word. He laughed, held his hands up and retreated to his desk. 

After another 30 minutes the director came again to ask the status of the progress. She huffed, fumed and yelled at you “you are still not getting to the phone when I call you! I can't WORK!!!”

You just looked up, reached behind the phone and held up the loose plug, saying calmly but slightly annoyed “I pulled out the plug.”

Everyone was quiet, the atmosphere was tense and Gibbs was watching the events with interest and grinned from one ear to the other. At least he seemed to be having fun. 

Now Jenny was losing it and yelled again “you can’t do that! You have to be available!”

You stood up, leaned on your desk and replied as calmly as possible “yes, I can do that. It was very easy. Just pulled the plug. And I AM available. Otherwise you couldn't be standing here in front of me and snapping at me.”

A quiet snort could be heard from Tony and Gibbs, who were giving you mentally a medal. Tim has taken cover behind his computer.

Jenny then snapped “you are just as impossible as Gibbs! He is really rubbing off on you!”

“Why? Because maybe he just wants to do his work in peace and concentrate?”

Madam director gasped and opened and closed her mouth like a fish, not knowing what to respond. 

You stood up, put your hands on your hips and said slowly and threateningly “you can call me every minute and get on my nerves because you can’t work. But the only thing you’ll achieve is to tear me out of concentration and slow down the analysis and correction. If you want to contribute something productive, you can get me some fresh coffee. Working without coffee is bordering on physical assault”

You were about to explode, so you tried to compose yourself and keep as calm as possible. She was your big boss after all. 

So you pushed your cup into her hand, sat down and said “and now let me do my work in peace.”

With that this conversation was closed for you and you got back to concentrate on the problem and ran further protocols and tests. 

Jenny stomped away indignantly, the colleagues laughed loudly and Gibbs patted you on the shoulder “well done. I didn't know you could be so dangerous.” You were amazed and perplexed hearing these words from your boss. 

“Let me do my job and correct this shit” you huffed. 

He laughed briefly, smiled and replied “come with me, I know a place where you can work in peace and nobody will bother you. There's good coffee too.” 

You looked stunned at him, smiled and answered “I'm in.”

You both packed your things and went to Gibbs’ Truck. “Were are we going to?” you asked curiously. “Wait and see” Gibbs answered, smiling. 

In fact, he was driving to his house, you noticed in surprise. “Come inside and let's get some coffee” he stated. 

“Uhm….” You couldn't say a word. 

“Now. Come on” he ordered you rolling with his eyes. 

Quickly you got out of his car and followed him inside. He was standing in the kitchen and made some coffee. As he heard you enter he turned around “make yourself at home. You can sit in the dining room or in the basement. Just take a seat where you think you can work with concentration.”

So you took residence at the dining room table and started your laptop. Until you opened the needed programs a mug came into your view and the coffee smelled heavenly. You looked up at your smirking boss who told you “coffee with a lot of milk, I think it is, right?” 

You were speechless that he knew this and just nodded “thanks”. 

“You're welcome. I'm down in the basement. Call, if you need something.”

“Okay, will do.”

“Good.”

So Gibbs went downstairs and you began to work on the problem again. 

But after half an hour you had a feeling of being lonely, took your laptop and walked down the stairs that led to the basement, where Gibbs was working on his boat. 

Seeing you standing there he stopped in his work and watched you “you need something?” 

“Hm, yes. I'm feeling a little bit lonely up there. Can I work here?”

He laughed briefly “sure. You can sit on the workbench over there” he said and pointed to it. 

You smiled, walked to the place he showed you and whispered “thank you.” 

So the two of you worked in the basement and enjoyed the company and the silence. 

After another half an hour you cried out “I've got it!!!” 

Gibbs watched you intently and waited for your explanation. 

“I've found the reason for the error. Someone had interrupted a saving process and therefore corrupted the database. But thankfully I can repair this easily.”

“Good” was the only response you got, but you were nonetheless working on the repair again, typing away. 

A short while later you had done the repair, tested it and everything was good once more. The problem was solved and inwardly you patted yourself on your shoulder. 

So Gibbs and you drove back to the office to check, if everyone else could work again, too. And yes, they could. You were sooo happy!!! 

Only one task was left. You had to go to the director to inform her. You sighed and started to go to her, but you were held back by your upper arm. 

“I'm coming with you. Don't let yourself go in there alone.”

Entering her office Jenny growled “these are exactly the two I wanted to see. They're both the same.”

“It was a database error, but I could repair it. Just let me check quickly, if everything's okay on your computer. Then you can go back to work again.”

You checked the system and everything was fine once more. 

“Thank you.”

“That's my job.” You said. 

“I'm sorry for my behavior earlier. I have a due date to keep.” Jenny admitted. 

“It's okay, but when I can't work because I'm interrupted all the time, the correction needs more time.”

“Understand.” Jenny said and hung her head. 

Gibbs and you left her office. On the way to your desks, he pulled you aside and whispered in your ear

“Dinner. Tonight. Straight after work. I want to know more about you.”

If you want to know where the dinner leads, you have to read Chapter 2. 😊😉

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Hey I was woundering if you could do a Derek shepard short were hes comeing out of Surgery. And he sees the the reader crying cuz she feels like she is loseing everyone to new jobs but he We ensures her that he will always be there and he's not leaveing

We Will Always Stick Together

I enjoyed being a resident at Seatel Grace Hospital and helping patients that came through the doors. Up until the time it rolled around for people to be getting cut because of the merger. I had seen many of my friends already get cut and were forced to go find another job at a different hospital. At the moment I was currently standing by the nurses desk trying to not start sobbing at the fact another friend named Mandy had gotten cut. “This whole merger thing is ridiculous. You are a great resident.”

“It’s okay Y/n. I’ll still keep in touch with you.” She sniffed through tears, holding my hands in hers.

I croaked through heavy tears flinging my arms around her. “I’m going to miss you so much.”

“Hey, you are going to do great even when I’m not here. You are honestly a better doctor than me.” She reassured me squeezing me tightly in a bear hug. We had instantly became close on our very first day here. She finally broke the hug holding me by my shoulders. “Now serious talk. You must keep me updated on you and McDreamu you hear me?”

I rolled my eyes wishing I didn’t agree with the Meredith and the other interns nickname for him. “Ugh! I despise that accurate nickname.”

“I’m being serious Y/n. I want to be the maid of honor at your wedding.”

I gave her one last hug hearing the doors open behind us. “I promise you. I’ll see you later Mandy.” We finally fully separated by the time I saw Derek coming out of an elevator wearing his surgery scrubs walking over to us.

Mandy waved bye needing to fill out paperwork. “Bye Y/n.”

Leaning my elbows on the countertop I sighed feeling tears welling up in my eyes watching her leave through the doors and not look back at me one last time. I knew why she wouldn’t, because it would make it more painful than it already was. But it didn’t make the fact that I wanted her to do that any less painful. “Hey Y/n, I know that you were wondering about the surgery and I’m happy to report that everything went perfectly normal.”

“Yeah…that’s uh great.” I mumbled out still watching the doors wishing this wasn’t happening today.

Derek touched my shoulder seeing that something was off with me. My hands were all clenched up and I was slightly shaking even though I was leaning most of my body against the nurse desk so I wasn’t off balance. “Hey are you feeling okay?”

“Yep I’m fine.” I quickly answered which was another telling sigh for the brain surgeon.

He takes my hand in his turning my body to face him. “Y/n, tell me what is wrong or hurts otherwise I can’t do anything to help fix it.”

“This isn’t something you can fix, Derek.” I told him knowing he wouldn’t understand the constant worry I felt over this merger. He was already a highly skilled surgeon so he had nothing to worry about when it came to this sort of thing.

He brushed some hair out of my eyes seeing some tears sliding down the sides of my face. He knew I was very good at keeping it together around patients and staff but when I was alone with him he had seen me let out all my emotions from the whole day and he course was there to comfort me when I was done. “Try me. I know how deeply you feel things and how you hold them in.”

“Can we go somewhere privately, I don’t want anyone to see me like this.” I begged him and he draped an arm over my shoulder leading me into the nearest on call room.

He let me go inside the nearest room and shut the door behind himself locking it so we weren’t disturbed. I sat down on the bed running my fingers through my hair when he sat down beside me. “Tell me what’s going on?”

“All of my friends are basically getting cut from their jobs here. I’m the only one who hasn’t- and it’s only a matter of time before it might happen to me. I - I can’t handle the thought of it. I don’t want - want to leave you.” I felt tears beginning to fall down my face and my hands clutching into fists.

Derek whispered in my ear, leaning my body towards his, wrapping his arms around me. “You’re not going to lose me. Y/n, we are always going to be there and have each other."

"You really believe that?" I sniffed into his shirt.

He nodded while I laid my head on his chest and we just stayed that way. "Yes I am. Nothing is gonna separate us." I was somewhat more hopeful that he could be telling the truth.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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141 Task Force & Hitman!reader

Okay, so I got two asks about more hitman!reader and two cool ideas, so I will kind of mix them up. Also, this before knowing who (Y/N) is. Also, this will have reference to the hitman games and author has watched it a while ago. Any inaccuracies are on me.

Summary: The team learns about ICA and about (Y/N). Let the hunt begin.

Warnings: violence, weapons, probably military inaccuracies, blood,

Anonymous   asked: So I want to bring a idea that I have for 141 and hitman. I want too write down just that I don't forget it. I would think because 141 has seen violence and death. That they're familiar with hitman and maybe encountered them while they work. Also Laswell must have some information about them or knows the organization behind them. So I would think they can recognize which hitman has done the job. It could also be before all off the missions they worked on these hitman cases. So many ideas maybe in the future I have more ideas. So all ways don't forget to drink and rest. 👋 Anonymous   asked: I must say I love so much the hitman x taskforce 141 fic and I hope there comes more to the story maybe also with könig and my brain thinks you have these senses like in the hitman games were you can see enemies or opportunities to kill someone there are so many possibilities my brain thinks of right now. Maybe becoming closer to 141 and so on. I am sorry to ramble all my ideas to you. I think there should be more 141 x hitman fics it seems like the fandoms would work quit beautifully together. Sorry for all the text but seeing like that the 141 is afraid of the reader. Is something new and refreshing. I hope I can read in the future more of this kind. Sorry if my english is not perfect I am still learning it. Thank You and I hope you have a nice day.

Everyone on the 141 Task Force agreed that catching Hassan was hell. The mission was tiring, exhausting and the betrayal from Graves and Shepard really sealed it in for the team. It wasn't easy to recover from it.

All of them took some time off because of this mission. They just needed a few weeks off. It's not easy to weed out international terrorists and deal with a betrayal from your allies. But of course, a new mission came in and their time off came short.

They were called in and if it came during their leave, then it must mean that the mission they got was obviously a very important one. But that doesn't mean that they were happy with the predicament. They deserved their time off.

" Captain, what is this mission even? We were supposed to have our time off. " Soap said, disgruntled at the fact that the had to leave his apartment.

" I don't know sergeant, but it must be important if Laswell called us during our time off. " Price said, also disgruntled at the fact that his leave was cut short.

" Everything is important when it comes our team. " Gaz said, clearly annoyed due to his short leave time.

Ghost didn't really say anything, he just walked behind everyone. He didn't really feel different about his leave cut short. Shit happens and terrorist and criminals don't rest. Evil doesn't rest.

" Ghost, are you really okay with this? They took our time off and cut it short. " Soap complained to Ghost.

" It must be very important for them to do that. " Ghost said entering the conference room. Soap didn't say anything after entering, but he was clearly annoyed at the fact that they had to come here.

They sat down, waiting for Laswell to come. She came in, an apologetic look on her face.

" I know, I know, but trust me, this is more important. " Laswell started, pulling up a photo on the big screen. It was a triangle with the iconic pirate skull and bones and on the top of the skull, there was a crown that awfully resembled the Royal crown. Beneath the skull was a phrase in Latin, Merces Letifer.

" This organization is used for hiring assassins and mercenaries. " Laswell started. " It's a neutral organization that works with a lot of governments and organization's. Despite offering the assassinations, they don't accept orders from the enemies of the allies. " Laswell said, pulling up a photo from the guy.

" This is (Y/N). He is one of their best agents and apparently he went rouge. Also, he is killing off some of our targets. " Laswell said, putting the tablet down.

" Is that why he is our problem? " Soap asked, but Price remembered something.

" Wait a second. I think we already had a case with one of the hitman. Remember? In Spain? " Price prompted everyone to remember.

" Yeah, I remember. " Soap started, snapping his fingers. " It was... Uhm... It was in Africa. I remember. A target was killed swiftly and quickly. But we all saw that it was a very particular way that he was killed. " Soap said and Ghost nodded.

" It was done with a single stab. Just... Perfectly done. " Ghost said, looking at (Y/N)'s photo.

" But it wasn't (Y/N). That was the other hitman. The one that thankfully didn't go rouge. However, (Y/N) is one of their best agents." Laswell explained to the team.

" Do we know why he went rouge? " Gaz asked, tilting his head.

" No. They didn't tell us. " Laswell said. " As if they would. " She added the last part quietly, making the other men in the room chuckle.

" You will be joined by König, I know you have worked with him before. " Laswell said, looking at the screen.

Price was pleased with that piece of information. König is an absolute unit of a man and if there was a chance of going up against (Y/N), they are going to need every single backup they could get.

(Y/N) was one of the the most deadliest, if not the deadliest agent the world.

" So I assume we have a location? " Ghost asked, eyes moving to look at Laswell.

" We do. It's here nearby, actually. Soap will be excited. " Laswell said and Soap smiled widely.

" Scotland forever. " Soap said, pumping his fist in the air.

Ghost shook his head quietly, trying not to smile.

" We have a location somewhere in the middle of no where. Satelite footage shows a small cabin and we have conformation that (Y/N) is in there. König is going to meet you at the base in Scotland. " Laswell said and Price stood up.

" Alright everyone, lets suit up. " Price said and the others stood up too.

Soap was bouncing in his seat in the plane. Ghost looked at him with a neutral look, but he was softened by this Scot. He really was. They stood up when the plane landed. All of them geared up, stepping out when the doors lowered down.

Soap was happy to be back, but the others weren't really happy as Soap was.

" Captain Price. " A voice said from the front and there was the giant named Konig. His voice was deep with a prominent German accent. Price shook his hand with the giant and the others nodded at Konig in return.

" Laswell briefed you? " Price asked as the five of them moved to the cars.

" Yes. I know that (Y/N) is dangerous and could kill us with everyday objects. I also know that he went rouge from his agency. " König explained to Price.

" Alright. It's just the five of us so we need to be careful. " Price said before getting in. Price, Konig got into one and Soap, Gaz and Ghost in the other. They didn't have any additional backup due to the secrecy of this mission.

After 2 hours of driving, they parked a little further from the cabin. They moved in silence and Price has ordered radio silence. They need to do this quietly.

They need to catch (Y/N) off guard.

But that's easier said than done. (Y/N) was trained as a mercenary, a really good one. No, not the good one, but the best one. And if this was going to succeed, then they need to do this quickly and carefully.

One way or another.

Price broke in first, rifle ready to shoot him. This mission was capture or kill.

They moved quitely through a bigger cabin then they thought. They were on high alert, moving quietly. Lets fucking go.

They separated and moved through out the cabin. Price stepped into the kitchen, grunting in pain as something hit him in the face. He saw (Y/N) in a blur as he was thrown across the room.

Ghost tried to help, but (Y/N) jumped on the counter, using it a jumping boost before he managed to bring Ghost down. Ghost grunted as he was slammed down. (Y/N) slid in between König's legs before jumping up using the wall and climbing up on König's shoulders and using his body to bring him down.

Konig didn't expect it and let out a grunt of pain as (Y/N) managed to slam him into the ground. He lunged at Soap and Gaz, bringing them both down.

Both Soap and Gaz didn't expect it, even though they saw it coming. (Y/N) ran out, getting into one of the vehicles. He drove off, chuckling.

He never intended to kill any of them. They weren't his targets in any way shape or form. He didn't have any intention to kill anyone who didn't deserve it. Not anymore. He killed those who did and didn't deserved it.

But now he was going to change. After being under someone else's control for a long time, he wanted some freedom. And he liked 141 TF. There was something about their tenacity and spirit that (Y/N) liked.

He knew that he is going to see them again. The search has started and so has the game of nerves.

Let the fun begin. ,

[oizysian]

VIII. SHE’S MARRIED, IDIOT

All Eyes on Me masterlist

Word count: 1.6k

•

"Hey, wake up, sleeping beauty."

I smacked the finger that was poking at my cheek and opened my eyes, a smiling Brie staring down at me. She was sitting on top of me and Lizzie was still sleeping soundly beside me.

She poked at my face again and I whined, shaking my head to get her hand away from me.

"I'm up, I'm up. Lemme just rest my eyes for a second."

"No." She bounced on top of me, shaking the whole bed and disturbing both me and Lizzie. "Your flight is in a few hours. You gotta get up."

"I told you, I'm up." I pushed her off me and she rolled onto the bed, giggling deviously as she moved away from us.

I closed my eyes for a moment before opening them again, looking down at Lizzie who was now half awake next to me.

"Lizzie, we gotta get up. Brie won't let us sleep in any more."

"She doesn't have to get up, you do."

I groaned and threw my arm over my eyes. I hated the fact that I had to go, but I did. Brie and Lizzie had to get back to their normal lives and I had to get back to streaming.

"Why does she have to get up?" Lizzie asked sleepily, and I looked over at her, watching her rub the sleep from her eyes.

"I'm leaving soon." I said somewhat sadly.

"Oh." She replied, just as gloomy as I was.

"C'mon," Brie said, tossing a rolled up napkin at me. "You still gotta pack and get your hoodie from your girlfriend."

"I wouldn't have to pack if you guys didn't go through my stuff and leave a huge mess."

"Sorry." Lizzie said bashfully and I smiled at her.

"It's not your fault. I know it was all Brie's idea. Besides, you look better as Commander Shepard than I do."

"Commander Shepard?" She questioned, looking down at the N7 on her chest.

"She's from a game. Mass Effect. One of my favorites."

She tried to discreetly snuggle deeper into the hoodie as I got up from the bed, stretching as I tried to shake the sleep from my person.

"What time is your flight?" Lizzie asked and I thought for a moment before responding.

"Twelve, I think. Or Twelve-thirty."

"Either way, it's in about three hours."

I groaned again and started picking up my clothes from the floor, stuffing them back into my suitcase haphazardly. I was exhausted and upset that I had to leave. And I didn't know how Brie managed to be awake and alert after everything we did last night.

"Are you coming with us to the airport, Lizzie or are you gonna leave before we do?"

"I'm coming, of course!" She said, almost offended.

I looked at her over my shoulder and I couldn't help but admire her with her bed head and sleepy eyes. She was beautiful.

"I really appreciate you guys coming with me. Traveling alone is still kinda nerve wracking."

"Of course, Y/N." Lizzie said, standing from the bed. "What kind of friends would we be if we didn't?"

"Shitty ones." Brie cut in and I laughed.

"You're right. Shitty ones."

"So, as your bestest best friends, we will take you all the way to the airport."

I turned around and smiled at Lizzie, finally finishing my packing and zipping up my bag.

"You're gonna need a disguise. Brie already has one."

"Oh. Oh, yeah."

I picked my SnapBack up off the nightstand and leaned over the bed, plopping it onto her head.

"There ya go. You'll be undetectable."

"But, what happens when I have to give it back?"

"We run." Brie said and I nodded.

"And we hope that nobody is paying attention."

Brie grabbed her hat and put it on, then took her sunglasses and clipped them to the collar of her shirt.

"I can let you borrow my glasses once Y/N takes back her hat."

"Thanks, Brie. I appreciate it."

I smiled to myself, happy to see the two of them getting along. If anything came out of this trip, it was their newly blossoming friendship.

"Alright, let's clean up and get ready to roll."

•

I dragged my suitcase behind me as Brie led us towards the airport, Lizzie trailing close behind me. She was still wearing my hoodie and hat, and so far, nobody noticed us. Thankfully, I was still a nobody, so even though I didn't have my hat, I was still able to blend in.

"Alright ladies, we're here."

Brie stopped in front of the doors and Lizzie and I followed suit. I looked from Lizzie to Brie before Brie walked up to me and wrapped her arms around my shoulders, hugging me tightly. I was taken aback by the suddenness of it, but within a second I was hugging her back, squeezing her tight.

"I'm gonna miss you, kid. Come back soon, okay?"

"Yes ma'am."

She pulled away from me and smiled, backing away and letting Lizzie approach me.

The other blonde stared at me for a moment before hugging me also, squeezing me even tighter than Brie did.

"I'll see you soon. I'll be in New York soon for the Hattie Harmony book tour."

"I'll definitely have to come and get a book signed."

She pulled away from me and smacked my shoulder lightly, removing my hat from her head and putting it back on my own; backwards, just like I wear it.

She started taking off the hoodie and I stopped her.

"Keep it for now. It'll give us an excuse to hang out again even after your book tour."

She smiled and nodded at me, hugging me once more before standing next to Brie.

"Bye, guys." I said sadly. "I'll text you when I land." I directed that comment to Brie.

"And me!" Lizzie butt in and I nodded.

"Absolutely, Miss Olsen. I'll text you both."

With a final smile, I turned around, dragging my bag along behind me as I entered the airport. My vacation was over and it was time to go back to reality.

•

"I'm sorry I was gone so long guys, but I'm back!" I said to my chat as I started up my stream. It had only been a few days, but it felt like a lifetime.

The messages were out of control, pouring in so fast I couldn't even keep up with them.

u met lizzie !!

Is she fruity irl?

omg y/n you actually met Elizabeth

HOW DOES IT FEEL TO LIVE MY DREAM

Okay, so most of the comments were about me meeting Lizzie, which was expected. Some of the usual trolls started busting my balls about it, but overall the reaction was good. My community was filled with generally good people, so most of my viewers were just excited to have seen me with the woman I was absolutely in love with.

The first stream back went well. It was about five hours long and I noticed that even Brie stopped by to chat for a little bit, which was a nice surprise.

When it ended, I checked my phone because I had been ignoring it the whole time, and I was surprised, yet again, by the fact that Lizzie messaged me saying she saw some of my stream. Wait. She saw some of my stream?!

Oh god, what embarrassing things had she seen? Did she see how much my chat brought her up because of those pictures? Did she read the things they said?

Oh wow, so what'd you think?

I responded cooly, and within a second she was replying.

I think you're really funny. You had been so shy when we hung out, I didn't really get to see your sense of humor.

I got nervous 😅

Why, silly?

'Cos I was hanging out with Elizabeth Olsen and Brie Larson! That's crazy on the nerves haha

Psh. Next time we hang out I wanna hear some of those goofy jokes I know you've got hidden inside you.

We'll see if I can manage to pull them out for you

We spoke for a little while longer before I decided to call it a day and take a nap. Streaming always left me exhausted, and as much as I wanted to talk to her, I knew she had better things to do than to text me.

I still couldn't believe she had watched my stream. I just hoped that I hadn't been too dorky when she tuned in. Then again, it's best that she saw me in my element. If she can stand me while I'm being a Twitch personality, she can probably deal with me normally.

As my eyes began to droop, my phone went off. I picked it up from next to my pillow and checked to see who messaged me. Brie.

Hope you didn't mind me passing along the link to your stream. She wanted to watch you

I don't mind. I can't believe she'd want to watch me tho

She likes you, idiot

She's married, idiot

Don't idiot me, loser. She likes you as a friend for sure, but I think she may have a little crush

That's just wishful thinking. Plus, I'm no homewrecker

At least, so far in my life I wasn't.

After briefly talking to Brie, I finally fell asleep, exhaustion from the past week finally catching up with me. Between work and hanging out with two celebrities, I was absolutely bushed.

Bzz bzz

My phone went off again early in the morning and I chose to ignore it.

Robbie and I will be in New York in two weeks to promote our new children's book! I hope to see you there!

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