#walter one imagines

[exceptionimagines]

Falling in love with Walter would include~

(Not my gif)(Requested by anonymous)

- The Covenant crew is made up of couples, a fact which was made perfectly clear to you long before you were actually hired onto it. You knew from the beginning that you were going to be the odd one out; having neither a romantic nor a work partner to turn to while stationed on board, but there was no one else around to do your job and you'd never had much of a need for company anyway so you accepted the position and braced yourself for a long couple of months.

- You're almost entirely certain that your solitude is the reason why you and Walter end up growing so close. It's in his programming to be extraordinarily attentive and since you are extraordinarily alone, it's no surprise that he's a bit more attentive towards you compared to everyone else. Honestly, you'd bet money on the fact that your employers had calibrated him that way when preparing the synthetic for this particular mission.

- Nevertheless, your solitude is also, undoubtedly, part of the reason why you treat Walter the same way you would any regular human being. You doubt that you'd treat him any differently anyway, but the loneliness does give a bit more incentive to overlook the more artificial parts of his personality. Which is arguably part of what makes Walter end up falling in love with you....

- Walter isn't used to being mistreated, but he tends not to question it when he is spoken to or treated in a less than courteous way. People have a tendency to forego manners and gentleness when interacting with him: seeing him as more than a machine but less than a human, prompting them act rather unceremoniously when dealing with him. But you never do....

- If there was one word to describe the way you act towards him, the word would be indulgent. The rest of the crew accept him but you embrace him: you treat him sweetly, you answer all his inquiries, you care for and confide in him. There's a patience to your actions and your words that prompt him to turn to you whenever he wants to learn more about something; whenever he wants clarification or to understand something from a more human angle. He wonders if this expansion of his understanding of the world is what prompts him to fall down the rabbit hole of thoughts and feelings that he knows should be impossible for him to have.

- For the first time in his artificial life, Walter finds himself truly contemplating the bounds and the limitations of his programming. It starts off small but it's the equivalent of knocking over a single domino in a mile long line of them.

- It all starts with an impulse. A compulsion to do something that goes against his usual programming. In the beginning it's an urge to simply spend time with you, something he can explain away by reasoning that it's a normal part of his routine: going to see you and seeing if you need any assistance. But when he does so and finds that you're not in need of any help and that there's nothing for him to do, he still finds himself wanting to be in your company.

"Would it be alright for me to remain here?" He manages to ask you one day, unable to force himself out of the room and make more work for himself like he usually would.

"Of course." You answer, a small smile gracing your lips, one that makes his insides feel all staticky and strange.

- Then comes the far less logical urges. The urge to tie your hair back or brush it from your face; even when it doesn't seem to be bothering you in the slightest. The urge to hold your hand whenever your fingers brush against each others. The urge to knock on your door; and your door alone, whenever he's walking through the ships corridors without an actual objective. You might notice him falter from time to time, trying to understand where these "intrusive thoughts" are coming from, but they're 'blink and you'll miss it' sorts of moments and you're soon be distracted by something else.

- Nevertheless, Walter finds himself wondering if he's malfunctioning: running tests on himself while the rest of the crew are asleep in order to see if he can locate whatever issue seems to be plaguing him. No scan he performs on himself yields any helpful result and "mother" can't seem to find anything wrong with him either. So it all must be normal, right? Part of his internal programming?

- Though he begins to accept these newfound "feelings" of his, he still comprehends the fact that they shouldn't be possible. He wasn't built to "feel", and he certainly wasn't built to grow fond of any one particular person. He's curious about his newfound level of sentience, yet he's also riddled with denial and insecurity. He allows himself to explore but he never lets himself cross any significant boundary. He entertains the idea of being capable of loving you, yet he also reasons that he'd never be able to give you what you actually needed....

- The interesting thing about your romance with Walter is that the two of you likely begin to develop feelings for each other at around the same time, yet you both try to hide these feelings for very similar reasons/variations of the same reason. You both know that a relationship between the two of you would not only be incredibly unrealistic, but also incredibly taboo. You're not even sure if Walter is capable of "feeling" anything; at least not in the same way that a regular human being can, so you obviously can't expect him to be able to navigate an actual romantic relationship, right?

- Nevertheless, you fall for each other anyway....

- To love is to be known and nobody knows you better than Walter does. Though most of his knowledge is acquired through observation rather than inherent empathy, you can learn a lot about a person by appearance alone. He's the first to recognize whenever your mood changes, picking up on every little cue that you subconsciously drop: the way your expression shifts or the way you start to perform one of your nervous ticks. He memorizes all of your habits, your preferences, your likes and dislikes. He notices when you change your hair or when you cut your finger, when your pens are beginning to run out of ink or if you've forgotten your sweatshirt somewhere on board.

- He's always pays close attention to you, especially if you have any sort of preexisting medical condition; regardless of how serious or unserious it may be. He doesn't baby you, but he does watch over you: taking notice of any signs of illness, making sure that you're eating well, sleeping well, taking your meds, etc.

- You can't get away with hiding any injuries or holding your tongue without Walter taking notice. He'll contemplate whether it's appropriate for him to "meddle in your private life", but he'll ultimately use the excuse of trying to do what's best for the team. Your injuries may hinder your work, it's important that your opinions are represented in group discussions, yada, yada, yada. He sometimes even tries his hand at a bit of reassurance, telling you that "[he] for one cares very much" whenever you insinuate that something isn't important or that whatever you were thinking doesn't matter. It's partially his programming but you'll never catch him "meddling" quite as much when it comes to the other members of the team.

- He frequently finds himself checking up on you during cryosleep: checking your vitals, admiring your face, memorizing your features, etc. He always lingers by your side whenever he's tasked with waking everyone up or putting them back to sleep, needing to see the steady rise and fall of your chest before he can settle down and continue on with all of his duties.

- He's used to being depended on by everyone on the Covenant, but nothing brings him quite the same satisfaction as being able to help you. He finds it ...cute watching you troubleshoot an issue, and he likes the way that you smile at him shyly and silently plead for help whenever you finally accept that you're not gonna be able to do something: like opening a tightly sealed jar or grabbing something out of your reach. You'll usually catch him lingering nearby whenever you take on a challenge, giving you your space yet being ready to step in the minute you decide that you want him to; unless he's worried that you'll hurt yourself.

- He's always offering his services and trying to help you however he can: volunteering to assist you with different jobs/chores, tidying things up in your workspace, fetching things that you need from across the ship, etc. On one hand, he simply enjoys spending time with you, but on the other hand, it's his way of being there for and taking care of you; oftentimes in a way that borders on domestic.

- While Walter can objectively recognize the things that a person does when falling in love with someone, the behavior doesn't come naturally to him. The only things that really come naturally to him are the things that he was programmed to do: which is why so much of this post revolves around him taking care of and/or looking after you. He's confident in his ability to be attentive and work efficiently, confidence that doesn't exist when trying to navigate his feelings for you in a way that others would describe as being more conventional: things like flirting or otherwise behaving charmingly.

- He likes bringing you things, partially because he can use it as an excuse to visit you, and partially because he knows it makes you happy.

- Walter was created to carry out acts of necessity, so the concept of having hobbies is something that's somewhat foreign to him. It's not in his nature to indulge in things outside of his own work, so he finds it incredibly interesting to hear about all of your personal interests. Not only does it make him feel closer to you, but it also allows him to indulge in things and learn from a different perspective; seeing art and/or other activities from an emotional standpoint rather than just an analytical one.

- He loves when you get excited about something and eagerly explain it to him, gushing about this and that while he watches you with a genuine smile. He's a very good listener and he cherishes the fact that you're comfortable enough to share things with him, whether good or bad.

- A lot of his contributions to your conversations have to do with random facts or trivia. He doesn't have opinions or memories the same way you do, so explaining different stories from history or sharing little tidbits of information is oftentimes the best that he can do. He also asks you a lot of different questions in order to try and connect with and/or learn more about you.

- That being said: he also occasionally tries his hand at humor and makes little jokes with you. They're typically a little stunted, but usually so unexpected that they manage to make you chuckle anyway.

- It's impossible for you to be lost in a crowd whenever Walter's involved. No matter how out of place or ignored you may feel, all it takes is one little glance towards the synthetic and you'll catch him keeping an eye on you, offering a comforting smile and a silent invitation for you to come and stay by his side.

- On that same note: whenever the two of you are with your other crew members, he can't help but steal glances at you whenever something happens, finding your reactions addicting; especially when they're reactions to him.

- There's something incredibly charming and flustering about the way that he focuses in on you. While he may be incapable of actually flirting with you, the way that he pins you down with his eyes elicits the same feelings of bashful nervousness. His intense focus and genuine sincerity is both comforting and intimidating all at the same time.

- "I'm here to serve" is your "As you wish" and I will not elaborate any further.

- A part of him feels guilty for liking you as much as he does, thinking it's unfair of him to subconsciously prioritize you and that he's going against his intended purpose by doing so. Nevertheless, he just can't help himself.

- The logical side of him disappears whenever you're involved. He views you as something irreplaceable, and he views his ability to serve and protect you; and the rest of the crew, as the very thing that gives him worth. On top of that, quite frankly, he doesn't see a point in living if you're not alive alongside him. The minute you die is the minute he's left alone, destined to suffer with no guaranteed expiration date. He'd rather be decommissioned than to live without you.

- The closer Walter comes to confessing, the more he weighs the similarities and the differences between the two of you. When you're alone, he can almost convince himself that he, too, is human, and that you view him as such. He wonders if you feel the same way he does, and if his creators placed him on board with you for reason: if things between you were meant to be.

- I can see two different confessions being possible in your relationship: one where Walter isn't ready to accept his feelings for you and another where he is. I'll delve further into both of them below....

- Scenario one: you confess to him.

- I think an insecure or perhaps a more logical part of Walter will try to convince you not to love him back, not because he isn't overjoyed by your confession; regardless of how small or open ended it may be, but because he doesn't know if he'll be able to give you what you deserve. Walter wants you to be happy more than anything, so he'll swallow down his grief and tell you that it isn't possible; it might not even be legal.

- Though you'll probably try to deny his excuses, refusing to accept that it's "just his programming" that makes him act the way he does with you, you'll eventually give up. You can't force someone to love you and though you don't truly believe it, you begin to question whether or not you've been imagining all of the chemistry between the two of you.

- One of you recommends that it's best to give each other some space and that's exactly what you do. You keep to yourself for awhile and he eventually approaches you to apologize, insisting that he wasn't trying to hurt you or cause you any distress. You accept his apology but things don't change between the two of you, not until he just can't take it anymore and decides that he finally needs to come clean.

"I am ashamed to admit that I haven't been entirely truthful with you," he informs you solemnly one night, having just knocked on your door and asked to enter your room. The earnest conflict on his face catches you off guard, your heart skipping a beat as you take a seat on your bed. "When you confessed your feelings to me, I was not being honest with you when I insisted that I did not reciprocate. Truthfully, I believe that I feel the same way you do, but I am unsure as to how that is possible. From my understanding, I should not be capable of harboring such emotions, and yet...."

"I would like to seek your forgiveness and perhaps, if you were still willing ...you may allow me to finally reciprocate?"

- Scenario two: he confesses to you.

- Though this scenario might occur very early on in your friendship; making it so that you're aware of his supposed feelings the entire time that he begins to fall in love with you, it can also occur towards the beginning of your actual relationship.

- I can see him coming to you for advice; particularly if you're an engineer, explaining the things that he's begun to experience and inquiring if they're normal for an artificial person like himself. He might even ask you if he should report himself for repairs or if you're able to fix him, if something inside of him is broken and making him feel this way.

- You simply tell him that if he's broken then you are too, watching as he processes what you're saying, his eyes softening the more he begins to understand....

[jeridandridge]

We’re Just Strangers

NSFW. You end your friends with benefits situation with Melissa. Stubborn Melissa and love sick reader. Based off of Strangers by Halsey. Not edited.

It started almost a year ago after a game night at Melissa’s. You two had been flirty for months, your attraction to her obvious with the way you looked at her. Having been in and out of unfulfilling relationships, you weren’t upset when she proposed the idea of a quickie. Knowing she was sober, you gave in. It became a weekly thing for you two. Every Friday night you’d end up at her house and spend hours in her bed only leaving it when she offered to make food or heat up left overs for you both. She even let you stay the night, often waking with her curled around you.

Now a year later you find yourself sat in the redheads living room; breathy moans filling the space as she rides your thigh. Your hands roam her gorgeous frame as her hips roll, the thin fabric of your pants becoming damp.

“Fuck, Mel,” you let out looking at pale skin, her breasts bouncing as she moves. Tipping your head up you extend your neck to meet her lips for a kiss but instead she avoids you, tucking her head into your neck as her nails dig into your shoulders.

Then she lets go letting out a moan as her hips slow. The evidence of her high covers your thigh and she stays put hiding her face in your neck and she comes down from the euphoric moment. Steadying the redhead you hold onto her hips leaning back into the chair so she lifts her head. She hadn’t kissed you in months, something that she loved doing before. Even when you two were alone in the lounge at Abbott she’d sneak a peck.

“God, hon I needed that.” She hums kissing your jaw, her hand gliding down to your breast.

And that was the last straw. You move your head to the side patting her hip.

“I gotta go, Melissa.” You let out in almost a robotic tone. If she was going to be even colder to you there was no way you’d stick around. For a while during this arrangement you really, really liked her. But as she grew more distant the less you enjoyed your activities.

“What? You just got here.” She asks sliding off your lap standing on wobbly legs.

Getting up you find your discarded shirt on the kitchen counter sighing as you slide it over your head. “You got off didn’t you? so I’m gonna go. I got some stuff to do.” You shrug.

Melissa stands there in her living room still shuddering from her orgasm, confusion written on her face.

“Ya never leave right after, hon. I didn’t get a chance to touch you.” She reasons coming over to you.

“Mel, I can’t do this anymore.” You tell her bluntly. “How am I supposed to when you haven’t even kissed me in weeks.”

“I- hon, this is a no strings attached thing.”

Melissa tries her best to hide her emotions and like always she succeeds. She didn’t need you knowing that soon after this arrangement started she found herself falling for you and it terrified her.

“Yeah,” you bitterly laugh. “I got that and I’m ending this. I can’t do it anymore, it hurts too much.” You shake your head slipping your shoes on.

Melissa’s mind races. As you go to the door she grabs the blanket from the back of her couch wrapping it around herself to go after you. “Hon, you can’t be that upset. You knew what this was.” She tries to play it off, shrugging with a small smile.

With your hand on the front door you look over your shoulder with a scoff. “Keep telling yourself there aren’t any feelings here, Melissa.”

With that the door slams and Melissa is left standing there alone with her thoughts, guilt already eating away at her.

After an uneventful Friday night at home doing nothing but drinking your sorrows and stupidity away, you skip out on your usual brunch with Barb and Melissa on Saturday because it was just too friendly for what was going on at the moment. Coming up with a half assed excuse about your apartment needing maintenance for a pipe issue you set your phone down after you send the message and go about the day unsure of what to do with yourself.

After a weekend of grading the kids papers you decide enough is enough and download an old dating app you hadn’t used since you started sleeping with Melissa. Now in the lounge waiting for the school day to start, you sit with Jacob on the couch swiping away.

“I dunno about that one,” you scrunch your nose as you two look at the screen.

“Come on! She’s pretty, likes to cook!” Jacob points at the screen.

When you hear healed boots and Barbara talking in the hallway get closer you take a breath focusing on Jacob instead. Unfortunately for you, Melissa and Barb sit down to watch the news. You can feel the redheads eyes on you and it takes everything you have not to look up.

“Okay fine, I’ll see if it’s a match.” You tell your friend swiping right on the very pretty woman. You certainly had a type.

“Did your landlord get everything fixed at home, sweetheart?” Barb asks oblivious to your lie.

“Oh that,” you wave the comment off, “Yeah it wasn’t a huge deal. Took a couple hours to fix but it’s all good.”

While avoiding Melissa’s gaze, her eyes are locked on you so intensely that you feel the hair on the back of your neck stand up.

“What are you two up to over there?”

Finally lifting your head, you meet familiar eyes noting the sadness in them. You feel sorry for only a moment reminding yourself that she caused this.

“Casanova has a cutie in her DMs.” Jacob gives the two a giddy smile shimmying his shoulders.

“Okay, calm down before you explode.” You roll your eyes locking the device. “I haven’t been on there in about a year, I think it’s time to get out there.” You lock eyes with the redhead once more almost challenging her. Her move.

“Huh, I didn’t know you did all that. I pegged you for a relationship kinda girl.”

So that’s how shes going to play it. You could do the same.

“Yeah well usually I am. Seems like that’s the thing people want least now.” You clench your jaw. “The last woman I was seeing played too much.”

Melissa’s false tough guy bravado breaks at this moment, her soft side showing. “Hon-“

“Anyway,” you cut her off standing up. “I should get upstairs. I have some graded tests to pass out.”

After you leave the lounge Barb looks at her friend with a quirked brow. “Melissa what in gods name was that about?”

“Long story, Barb. I’ll tell ya later.” She explains quickly getting up headed for your classroom.

Upstairs you walk around the desks passing out the kids’ tests trying to zone out a little longer before the school day starts. Your thoughts are consumed by Melissa and you chastise yourself for it. She didn’t want a relationship, you did. That was the end of it. Time to move on.

Coming to your doorway Melissa leans against the frame for a moment watching you move.

“Don’t just stand there, Melissa.” You sigh turning to face her. Standing rows of desks apart you look at her again, unable to read her this time.

“Let me get this out,” Melissa huffs holding her hands up in surrender. “I dunno why you want a relationship with me of all people, I really don’t. But I shouldn’t treat you like the way I’ve been treating you and I’m sorry.” She lets out moving a few steps closer to you.

“You don’t know why,” you laugh sadly to yourself. You always did your best to show her how amazing she is, how lovable she is, how gorgeous she is. You were at a loss, “How do you not see what I see? You care so much about these kids, you’re so mushy and loving even though you try to hide it behind your leather and eyeliner, you’re goofy and can always make me laugh no matter what, and you’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen. Is that enough?” You huff, ready to give up.

Melissa is taken aback. She knew feelings were involved but she had no idea you felt that much for her. Taking a small step forward to close the space between you two she moves swiftly wrapping her arms around your neck, you don’t hesitate to wrap your arms around her waist when her lips meet yours in a gentle, loving kiss. Any anger you still had melts away at her touch, the taste of vanilla from her morning coffee still on her tongue.

Pulling away with a hum she keeps her arms loose around your neck.

“Will you go on a date with me, hon?”

Grinning like an idiot you nod. “I’d love to go on a date with you, Mel.”

[losingtimewithu]

HELP HER! | Isaac García x Reader

pairing: Isaac García x female reader

summary: In wich Isaac is in love with you, but he knows you're fucking his cousin, Cole. Or in wich you ask Isaac for help hiding in his room because Erin arrived.

word count: 595

author’s note: english is not my first language, hope you like! part 2: one date

You enjoyed spending time with Cole, but what you two did was nothing more than spending the night together and that's it, he never took the time to meet you because he's Cole Walter, the guy who never falls in love. On the other hand, his cousin, Isaac, ever since he saw you, he thought you were the prettiest girl his eyes had ever seen, and he lives seeing all the girls, but it wasn't just that, your charisma, your jokes, everything, you were amazing, and he tried to get close to you, but then he saw you looking at Cole and he knew he could never beat the Cole effect.

"Shit. Erin's here" Cole's voice made you open your eyes, you weren't asleep, but you were enjoying Cole's bed.

"Here...?" you asked confused, not understanding what he meant.

"Yes, at the house" he saw you worried. "You need to go."

You nodded, putting on your shirt. It had been an amazing night, but you woke up in reality, Cole had something with Erin, and you and him were just fucking.

"Do I use the back door?" Asked.

"No! my dad is there, fixing an old sink" he said.

"So?"

"Ask one of my brothers for help, or whatever you want, just don't let Erin or my parents see you" Cole said putting on his pants.

You nodded. And you left his room trying not to make noise, it was when you heard Erin's voice that you felt your nerves consume you, what if she discovered you? Would she be able to hit you right there? Or worse, would she be able to make up a rumor about you? She was very popular...

"Cole!" Erin shouted, her footsteps getting closer.

And then you saw your salvation, Cole's cousin, Isaac, opened the door to his room, he was wearing a striped shirt, but that didn't matter, it mattered that he was going to help you, or that's what you were going to try to achieve.

“Isaac, hey,” you greeted him, giving him a friendly smile.

Isaac froze when he saw you there in his house. Although he knew instantly what you were doing there, you had spent the night with Cole, he felt a stabbing pain in his chest, and a lump in his throat, but he ignored that feeling.

“Hey” he greeted you back, a smile on his lips.

"I need your help" you said without thinking about the matter.

"What do you need from me?" Isaac frowned, but leaned against the door, intrigued by what you had to say.

"Hide me, Erin is here..." you mumbled, approaching, wanting to enter his room, but he stopped you.

"Uh...why would I do that?" He asked, looking you directly in the eyes.

"Because you're a good person?" you said almost asking, to which he laughed mockingly.

"You almost convinced me" Isaac said, and then closed the door.

You knocked on the door.

"Please, Isaac, I'll do whatever you want."

Those words were enough for Isaac to reopen the door and step aside for you to enter.

"Thank you," you said, breathing a sigh of relief, and sat on his bed.

"There's no need to thank...because you owe me one" he said, looking at you sitting up, and a part of him couldn't help but admire how pretty you looked.

"What do you want?" you asked curiously.

"A date" he blurted out, the universe had taken it upon himself to give him an opportunity to go out with you, and he wasn't going to waste that.

[perfectlywrongformend3s]

I need you-Cole Walter

A/n: Well I might have fallen for yet another fictional character. So please be prepared for many with him. Now on to the story...

-Samantha

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Cole's POV

I was sitting around my dining room table with my brothers due to getting in trouble at school. I was growing tired of sitting here not wanting to talk to Alex after he told the school how I bawled to mom and dad about when my football dreams ended, even though I didn't start any rumors about him. Danny was reading his lines, making everyone get annoyed. 

" Yeah, I'm with Isaac. Stop. And you guys, can you just, like, figure this out? Because, like this fight is affecting all of us now." Nathan said  

" Really? It seems like it's mainly affecting me, though, right?" I then moved my head to my eye. " You know, the one with the black eye?" I stated 

Which made all my brothers look over at me, I let out a sigh before saying,  " All right, fine, I didn't spread the rumor about you crying like a little bitch, I wish I had, of course cause you snitched me to Dad, but I didn't." 

" I didn't snitch." Alex said 

All I did was give him a look which made him sigh. " Okay. I should have said,"no" instead of nothing to Dad, but I didn't because of what you said about Jackie and Y/n at the bonfire." 

Which only got the rest of the talking, " What did you say about them at the bonfire?" Lee questioned 

" Yeah, I kind of wanna know too." Danny said 

" You guys, can we focus?" Nathan questioned 

" You know what, Alex? I forgive you for punching me. But I'm really sorry that you can't get over how jealous you are of me." I said 

He leaned up some more. " Jealous? Who could be jealous of someone who clearly peaked their sophomore year of high school?" He said 

I didn't even listen to the others. All I did was get up to go fight him again. " Come over and say that again?" I said only to get stopped by Danny.

" Maybe I will." Alex responded 

" Yo, Nathan, Guys, Nathan!" Lee shouted 

I immediately stopped and went down to him. " Mom! Somebody get Mom and Dad. Go!" I said panicking 

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We were all in the waiting room. All I could do was stare at the wall in front of me. The doctor came which made me stand up along with everyone else, after he told us things Mom and Dad went with him while I sat back down. I pulled out my phone to call Jackie, but decided to call Y/n. I couldn't help, but feel super anxious while listening to the ringing. 

Your POV

I was finishing up some homework when my phone rang. I picked it up to find it was Cole. Even though I was still mad at him I answered because he normally never calls me. 

"Hello" I said 

All I heard was his sigh of relief. " Cole, you never call unless it's important." I said leaning back into my chair. 

" I'm in the hospital..." he started, but immediately got interrupted by me. " What! Are you okay?" I said panicking 

" It's Nathan...he had a seizure...and I'm scared." he replied 

I stood up rushing to my closet to put shoes on. " Is there anything you need?" I questioned with concern holding my phone to my ear with my shoulder while I slipped my shoes on. What I heard next made me feel butterflies. " I need you." he whispered with a voice crack

Which made my heart break. " I'm on my way, Cole. Hang in there okay." I said 

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I quickly found a parking spot and rushed inside the hospital. I scanned the waiting room and quickly found the Walters. I ignored the other ones for right now, my main focus was Cole who was leaning forward on his knees. 

" Hey, come here." I softly said when I was close

He stood up and put his arms around my waist and pulled me into him. I gently drew circles on his back to calm him further. " I'm right here, I'm not leaving." I whispered 

Danny's POV

I looked up when I heard Y/n's soft voice. She completely ignored us and I'm pretty sure it wasn't on purpose. I just watched them hug when I heard Isaac questioned me, " I thought they weren't talking right now?" I sighed, " Yea, but it's Y/n. She would do anything for him even if she was mad." I explained while still watching them. I then heard more footsteps to find Mom and Dad again. 

"All right guys, um Nathan's going to be fine. He'll come back home tomorrow so why don't you guys head back home." Mom said 

Your POV

I pulled away from Cole to find Katherine and George. She looked surprise to see me. " Oh, Y/n I didn't know you came." She said

I walked up to them. " Sorry, this one called and I couldn't not show up." I said pointing to Cole. She nodded and pulled me into a hug. " Well, I'm glad you did. I swear he's always in a better mood when you're around." 

I smiled before pulling away then hugging George quickly. " Well if any of you want to ride with me I don't mind. I only saw Cole raise his hand a little. I nodded before giving the others quick hugs before heading out to take Cole back to the ranch house while Danny drove the rest. 

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We were about 10 minutes away from the ranch house. I glanced over at Cole in my passenger seat. " You doing okay, Cole." I whispered while moving my eyes back to the road.

" Yea, I'm sorry for what I said." he softly said 

I let out a shaky breath. " It's fine, you know I can't stay mad at you." 

" I..." I stopped him

" Let's just talk when you are more rested." I suggested 

He nodded, I then parked my car and waited for him to get out. " You know you can come in." he whispered 

" It's okay, I just wanted to make sure you were okay." I said leaning my head on the headrest. 

" But I want you to come in." he said softly 

I glanced over at him and felt bad for him. " Okay..." I whispered while I got out of my car after I shut it off. 

We both walked to the front door and walked into his house after he unlocked it. " You want to go lie down?" I whispered closing the door

He didn't answer. All he did was walk up the stairs. I followed him up the stairs, we then walked right into his shared room with Danny. I saw him just lie down. I sighed a little and went to pull his shoes off. " Hey you don't need too." he said sitting up

" No, it's fine. I don't mind." I said 

" Here, let me change and fine something for you." he said 

I stopped and watched as he got up to get clothes. He walked over to me with one of his shirts. "Here you can wear this." He said handing me the shirt. I smiled a little and moved to change in the bathroom. 

Once I was done I walked back to his room, to see him in bed already. " Come in." he whispered 

I smiled a little and climbed in. " You know, Cole. Your brother is going to be okay." I whispered to him

" How do you know?" he whispered back

I turned to face him. " Because Nathan is strong and he will not let this ruin him." I softly said 

He looked over at me with a slight smile. " Thank you, Y/n/n." 

" No, need to thank me. Get some rest." I whispered going deeper into the covers. He let his hand intertwine with mine before he fell asleep. I smiled before also going to sleep. 

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Okay so I really hope you all like this one. I'm hoping it makes sense, I think it does but definitely let me know. Please enjoy!

-Samantha

[marvelouslizzie]

Marvelous Lizzie’s Masterlist

DISCLAIMER

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All my stories are organized from oldest to newest in each category.

You can find all my work also on my ao3 account.

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Bucky Barnes x Reader

i wanna ruin our friendship 🔥 💔🌸 Celebrity!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

are you mine? 🔥 💔 Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

just let me make you feel better 🔥🌸 Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

unconventional methods [complete] 🔥💔 Avengers!Bucky Barnes x Adult Content Creator!Reader

no one else matters 🔥 Avenger!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Steve Rogers x Female Reader (in the past)

you're my desire series [complete]- co-written with @notafunkiller 🔥🌸 40s!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

love me like you paid me - co-written with @notafunkiller 🔥🌸💔 Dilf!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

not a study date - 🔥🌸💔 College!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

you’re stuck with me - co-written with @notafunkiller 🔥💔 Revenge Sex!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

you were mine just yesterday - co-written with @notafunkiller 🔥💔 Ex Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Lonely Night series [Complete] - 🔥 Roommate!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Like Someone I Know -🔥 A Little Sequal 🌸 College!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Why Are You Doing This To Me? - 💔 Ex!Rockstar!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Pretty Little Thing - co-written with @notafunkiller 🔥 Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

I’m Not Sure If I Can Do This - 🔥🌸 Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

One More Night - 🔥💔🌸 Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Matt Murdock x Jennifer Walters

one thing leads to another - on ao3 🔥 

better than I imagined - 🔥 

Updated: 29.03.2024

[lexumpysfunland]

Theme park

just a normal evening at the fair... yes Stanley may want to grab a lot of stuff x)

yes, this Stanley likes the guitar. he knows how to play it a little and learns on his own. Walter would not be getting anything probably unless there were bug plushies like the little centipede I added heh

[brooklynisher]

How Peter Walter slept

[x]

[philosophybits]

In the world's structure, dream loosens individuality like a bad tooth.

Walter Benjamin, "Surrealism", One-Way Street and Other Writings

[christiangeistdorfer]

HENRI TOIVONEN, JUHA KANKKUNEN, CHRISTIAN GEISTDÖRFER, TIMO SALONEN & MARKKU ALÉN in a lift while waiting for WALTER RÖHRL during the 1986 RALLYE DE PORTUGAL

[ball-of-butter]

worst decision aveyard has ever made ever was make maven a man because can you even CONCEIVE how legit fem!maven would be can you even conceive it can you even conceptualise toxic yuri mareven omg omg you guys would never hear from me again

[heartfeltcherie]

joe keery is so dreamy i’m over here swooning like a lovesick idiot

[maaarijaaa]

We meet again ✿ Sherlock Holmes

Sherlock Holmes x Detective!Reader

Requested by: Anonymous

Summary: After your father stepped down as a detective, you decided to take over and got on your first case. What you did not expect is a letter standing on your front porch from a person you wanted to leave in the past…

Warning: smut, nsfw 18+, murder

A/N: Hello everyone! I have not written a smut in a long time so if this is bad just let me know. English is not my first language, so let me know if I made any mistakes. I do not allow for my work to be posted or translated on this or any other platform. 🫶🏻🫶🏻

Ever since you were little you were introduced to the world of the detectives. Your father was a detective him self and was also, your biggest role model.

You two have traveled all around the world to solve cases together. You were his little Nancy Drew.

As years went by your father became old and decided to step down, meaning that you would have to take over his job. You were excited at first, until you got on your first case.

There has been a murder in a neighborhood not that far from yours. The person who was murdered was a young woman, probably in her late 20s. Her body was found by her sister who came home late at night that day. Her sister owns one of the most popular bookshops in town and that day, the bookshop held a small event, celebrating the success of a new book that was recently published by a writer that was from the town. The book became really popular not just in your town, but also across the country so they had a reason to celebrate.

Her sister sent you a letter asking you if you could solve the murder and you agreed.

Solving murder cases were not your thing since your father never allowed you to help him whenever he was asked to solve a murder.

But your father has stepped down, and now you are the one in charge so you have to try your best.

The woman’s sister invited you over to their house so you could investigate.

The living room where her body was found looked pretty normal to you and did not see anything suspicious.

“Was your sister at the event too?” You asked the woman.

She looked at you for a few seconds before she spoke. She was still in shock after finding her sister’s body so you understood why she took her time.

“She was, but only for a short amount of time. She said that she was not feeling well and wanted to go home. I told her that we can go together since its dark and could be dangerous but she did not want me to leave since she that the event was important to me. After a hour or two I kinda felt that something was wrong and was scarred that something might have happened to her so I left to see if she was doing okay. I was first relieved to see that the lights were on but that quickly changed when I saw her lying lifeless on the ground.”

You noted every detail before asking her other questions.

“Did she act differently at the event? Was she maybe scared or maybe uncomfortable?”

The woman took her time since she tried to remember the way her sister acted.

“What I remember is that she was a little bit scared, like she saw a ghost or something but I brushed it off since she was often scared or shy whenever she was crowded by the people. What surprised me the most is that she requested to walk home alone at such late hours. She never went out when it was dark unless there was someone with her, but I thought that she was brave enough to alone so I let her. I also saw that she was walking fast, like as if she was running from someone.”

You noted every important detail about the night.

You asked the woman if she had any scars. Anything that would prove that she was murdered.

She told you that she had bruises on her body, mostly on her neck. She also told you that police and doctors believe that the killer held their hands on her neck until her last breath. There were a few scars that were caused by a sharp object that could have been a knife or other things like glass.

That’s everything she knew since they are still trying to find the cause of death before she is laid to rest.

You went around the house to see if the killer left something or dropped something. You found nothing.

Her sister let you search in her room.

You checked everywhere until you opened a box that was hidden under her bed. The box was full of letters.

All the letters she has received were from a guy named Connor Smith.

Most of them were love letters where he declared his love to her, until you opened the letter that were sent to her only a moth before she was killed.

You could definitely see that his love turned into obsession. He told her that she will always belong to him. That he was the only man she was allowed to love. He also wrote her that she should stop seeing the man she was out with once, which meant that he was probably stalking her.

You exited the room so that you could talk to her sister.

“Do you know if a man named Connor Smith was at the event?”

The woman looked at you with a weird look on her face.

“Yes, Connor used to work at the bookshop until two weeks ago. I invited him since he help us a lot with the bookshop.”

You noted that down.

“Did you maybe see him around your sister that night?”

“I am just asking because he sent your sisters some letters so I need to know. Was Connor around your sister that night?”

“Yes he actually was. They talked about something and maybe a half an hour or so she asked if she could go home since she did not feel well.”

You noted that down too and told her that you will come back in a few days. You also told her that she should tell you if she found something suspicious or any new clues.

You thanked her for inviting you over and left her home.

After leaving their home, you stopped at the local marked and bought some groceries since your dad requested it in the morning before you left.

You brought everything that your father requested and left. When you arrived to your house, you saw that there was a letter at the door.

Ever since you got this case, people would not stop asking you about it. They wanted to know everything. You have received letter from people in town who wanted to be part of the case. You even received letters from the local newspaper with dozens of questions.

Who did it? What clues did you find? Any suspects?

All you wanted was to be left alone and solve this case in peace.

Before you opened the letter, you stored the groceries that you brought and made your father some lunch since he was starving. Poor man.

Leaving your father to eat in peace, you went to your room and opened the letter.

I heard that you just got your first case

If you need any help, I am there for you

S.H

You instantly rolled your eyes when you saw who sent you the letter.

Sherlock Holmes, one of the most successful and most popular detectives in the world. He was smart and intelligent, knew several languages and every case he got, was solved.

But you knew Sherlock way before he even became a detective.

You two used to be lovers until he became a detective and made it his priority.

You did not care at first. You were happy that he was doing something that he loves.

Until, he started to travel around the world to solve cases.

During that time you would miss him a lot and wrote him letters daily. He never responded to one of them.

After he came back from Spain, solving a case that involved kidnapping, he admitted cheating on you with other woman so he could get some information out of her since she was one of the main suspects.

He told you that it meant nothing to him but you did not believe him, so you left him.

And after five years of no contact, he sends you a letter saying that he will help you with the case. What an idiot, you thought.

You ignored his letter and went off with your day.

You went down to the town center to visit your favorite cafe, hoping that you could relax and read the notes you took while visiting the victim’s sister.

You sat down at your favorite spot, outside since it was a nice day and the sun was shining, and ordered some coffee and your favorite cookies.

You were so lost in the notes you took that you did not notice the person standing behind you.

“Well, we meet again sweetheart.” He spoke softly

That made you jump since you did not know that he was behind you. You even realized that others were staring at you.

Turning around to see the figure behind you, you could not help but to roll your eyes again.

It was Sherlock.

He took the seat next to yours and sat down, meanwhile you started reading your notes again, ignoring Sherlock

A few seconds went by before he spoke again.

“Are you going to ignore me again”

You did not say anything as you still read your notes.

“Did you receive my letter” he spoke

You looked up at him

“I did” you spoke back

“I meant everything I wrote in the letter. I am willing to help you with the case if you just let me…” He could not even finish the sentence because you cut him off.

“I do not need your help. I am capable of solving it alone.” You spoke harshly

Sherlock understood why you were like this since he has hurt you a lot, but he really wants to help you.

The lady who works at the cafe, came with you order.

You were about to pay her, but Sherlock was faster.

He payed your order and ordered some coffee too. The lady noted down Sherlocks order and left.

“What do you know about the case?” He asked you.

You knew that he will not give up so you just answered him.

“Well I visited her sister today. She is terrified and wants answers to why could someone do this to her sister. I asked her a few questions about that night. She told me that her sister did act weird and that she was scarred. She described it as she has seen a ghost. She later on leaves the event at around midnight, saying that she does not feel well. Her sister feels like something is wrong and goes home to check up on her only to find her dead in the living room. Her body has both bruises and scars. Most of the bruises were on her neck and doctors and the police believe that the killer killed her by pressing their hands on her neck until her last breath. The cuts were caused by a sharp object. Could have been a knife or glass but I did not find anything suspicious until I checked her room where I found letters from a man named Connor Smith. He has sent her too many love letters over the years. The last letters she received from him was a month ago. In the letters, it said that she should stay away from the man that she was seeing because he did not deserve her. I suspect that Connor was stalking her too, but I can not say that its clear that he did. I asked her sister if Connor was at the event, which she said that he was and that they had a conversation. Shortly after their conversation, her sister came up to her, asking her if she could go home since she did not feel well.”

“So, this Connor is the…” Sherlock spoke before you cut him off.

“Is the main suspect, but I need to find the name of the other guy she was seeing. He could also be a suspect or may know something we don’t.”

Sherlock nodded as he listens to you.

“What are your plans now for the case?” He asks

“Well, they are still checking for a cause of death, but the main theory of the death cause is that the killer killed her by chocking her very hard until she took her last breath. I wanted to hear if they have found something in her body since she said that she was not feeling well. Could be because she was talking to Connor, but it could also be that she was..” You spoke, but to your surprise, Sherlock cut you off.

“Poisoned” he spoke

“That’s one of my theories, but I could be wrong.”

“At this point everything is possible.” He spoke before asking you more questions about the case.

“Do you know where Connor lives?” Just then, the lady comes out with Sherlocks order and he pays.

“Well, no but he used to work at the bookshop where the event was being held at so they probably know.”

Sherlock nodded and then drank his coffee. Then you realized that your coffee and food is still untouched so you take a bite of cookies and drink some coffee too before you speak again.

“We have not seen each other for five years and then you all of a sudden send me a letter where you will gladly help me with my first case. Why?!”

Sherlock looked at you for a moment before he spoke.

“The truth is that I wanna make it up to you and helping you with your first case would be my honor. I know that was an idiot for doing the things back then, and regret doing it. I regret hurting you and most of all, I regret leaving you.”

At that moment you told your self “he does not mean it”, but then you saw that his eyes are filled with tears that are threatening to spill.

“I don’t know if I can forgive your for hurting me back then, but what I know for sure is that we can try again, but…as friends for now.” You spoke while looking at him

“I understand but could I at least help you with the case?” He asked as a smile began to form on his face. You chuckled since you could not take him seriously.

“Fine, I would be needing some help.” You said while chuckling.

Both of you finished your drinks and you shared your cookies with Sherlock before standing up and leaving.

You walked around town and talked about each others lives.

He told you about the amazing places he visited while solving cases.

From Paris to Moscow, and even Cape Town. He told you that he can bring you with him when he travels again.

You smiled at that, already imagining the places you two could visit, but that imagination was cut short when you told yourself that you have moved on and wanted to stay as friends.

Well, so you thought.

You walked together for what seemed like hours, but it was only 10 minutes.

You two found yourself standing on Sherlocks porch.

Sherlock opened the door and yelled “Hello!?” to see if anybody was home, but it was dead silent.

“Well turns out we are alone” he said while turning to look at you.

You gulped hard, since the last time you were alone with him in his house was when you had your huge fight with him because of his affairs. You ended things with him and stormed out. You have been there to visit Enola and her mother but you were never there when Sherlock was back.

You headed towards his office to focus more on the case.

You went through the notes you took, to see if you can at least solve something. What bothered you the most was that you did not know the name of the other guy she was seeing.

It would have been much easier to know since he could tell his side of the story, but right now he is on the list of the main suspects.

“How are we going to find the guy she was seeing if don’t know his name or have any description of him?” He asked

“I don’t know but I think its best for us to investigate and see if Connor is behind her death. Besides, the news have spread around town, so he is going to come forward sooner or later.”

“You are probably right” He sighed

During the time you spend in his office, you would often notice that his hand would often brush yours or your waist. You did not mind at first but he kept on going so you decided to confront him.

You pulled away from him and yelled “Alright Sherlock, ever since I got here, you would not stop touching me!!! So if you don’t have anything better to do then I think that I should leave!!”

You were about to exit his office when he suddenly pulled you into a kiss. You really hated yourself at that moment since you gave in.

He pulled away and looked into your eyes before he spoke.

“These past years without you have been hell and everyday I hate myself even more for hurting you and don’t think I could ever forgive myself for making my work my priority and doing all those disgusting tings I did that hurt you. I think about you, I dream about you every damn night and I love you…more than anything in this world.”

You looked at him with tears in your eyes, and did not know what to say.

Sherlock later on took you to his bedroom without pulling his lips from yours. He laid you down on the bed before pulling away from you to take his shirt off. He then helped you get out of your corset and rest of the dress. He finally took his pants, along with his underwear. He then laid on top of you and began kissing your neck.

“May I??” He asked for your permission. You have done this while you were still lovers but it was a long time ago so it was the only right thing to do.

“Yes” You blurted out.

He slowly lined himself on your entrance and began thrusting. You both began moaning softly while he kept a slow pace since you needed some time to get used to his size.

“Fuck, it feels so good” He said.

You could not form any words at the moment because of the pleasure.

Sherlock later on sped up the pace and you were a moaning mess.

“You okay sugar?” He asked while thrusting into you.

“Yes! It just feels soo goood!” You said.

Both of you reached your limit and were out of breath.

“Did you really mean everything you said?” You asked.

“Every word. Do you think that we can try again?” He asked

You were skeptical about that but you had other plans.

“Well first of all, it would take some time for me to trust you again so you would have to prove it. Second of all, yes we can but as friends for now until I know that I can trust you again.”

Both of you looked at each other and smiled. He came on top of you again and gave you one last kiss before you both doze off.

[melty-marbles]

More doodles part like 3

[losingtimewithu]

ONE DATE! | Isaac García x Reader ( Part 2 )

pairing: Isaac garcía x female reader

summary: in wich you accept Isaac's date and it ends better than you expected.

word count: 920

author’s note: this is the second part of help her. english is not my first language, hope you like!

There you were, at the entrance to the Walters' house, you had accepted Isaac's date, all to keep your secret safe. You weren't too excited about it, Isaac was hot, but you had heard about him, he was just as flirtatious as Cole, and he also went out with a lot of girls, so you weren't surprised that he wanted to go out with you, you thought there was no background beyond that. of wanting to sleep with you.

You knocked on the door, which was opened by Cole, his brow furrowed, he wasn't expecting you today.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"It's good to see you too," you replied sarcastically.

"I'm sorry, we didn't plan anything today..." he said.

"I'm not here for you...I have a date with Isaac" you said.

"Why?"

"Why? Because he invited me" you answered.

"I guess you want to stay in the family somehow" he mocked you again, and before you could answer, Isaac appeared.

“Hey,” he greeted you, “Shall we go?”

Without thinking about it you nodded, you didn't even look at Cole, he was being an idiot.

"What do you have planned?" you asked, curiously, you hadn't been on a date since...you were born.

It's just that you didn't believe in love.

"The Silver Falls Fest is starting..." he said.

“Oh” was all you said and you started walking to the center of town. It wasn't like he was very far away anyway.

When you arrived at the Silver Falls Fest the smell of food, candy, the screams of children, everything felt too warm.

Isaac couldn't help but take your hand, it was a date, it had to feel like a date. You looked at him in surprise, but you ignored that, it even crossed your mind that maybe this was all a dare that he and Cole had done, but you didn't want to think about it too much.

"Let's go to a game" Isaac said, breaking you out of your thoughts. You walked towards the water shooting game, "This is too easy, these are games for children."

He paid the five dollars to the guy running the game and looked at you. "What prize do you want?" his self-absorbed smile made you roll your eyes, but you smiled anyway, pointing to the big prize, an oversized panda stuffed animal.

"That."

The game started, and Isaac didn't shoot any paper figures, so he didn't get any points. You laughed at it, he loved hearing you laugh.

"I lost to make you laugh," Isaac said. "These games are fixed."

“Let me try,” you said, taking the gun. Isaac gave the guy another five dollars.

"It will be a waste of time..." he muttered.

But no, you shot exactly eight paper figures. You looked at Isaac with a self-absorbed smile. “What prize do you want?” you asked with some mockery.

"The panda" he said. And when the game guy gave you the panda, you gave it to Isaac.

Following that they walked towards a cotton candy stand, it was strange for you to have a date for the first time, and you couldn't help but think that this date would surely be one more in Isaac's week, you had heard about Isaac García, from about your lab partner, you knew that he dated a lot of girls, so you didn't understand what he wanted from you.

"You are having fun?" He asked you. You nodded.

"I'll be honest..." you didn't take your eyes off the cotton candy machine, "This is my first date."

Shame washed over you, and you looked at him, not knowing what his expression would be.

"I know," he said.

You frowned.

"What do you mean 'I know'?"

“I know this is your first date,” Isaac said, giving you a sweet smile, “And I'm so happy you agreed to go on a date with me.”

"Are you doing it out of pity?" Asked.

"No! Of course not," he was quick to reply, "I do it because I like you."

You sighed and grimaced.

"But you know what happened between Cole and me."

Isaac stated, "So what? He's not in love with you...and you're not in love with him."

"But... Doesn't it bother you that I was with Cole?"

"Why should I care who you've been with?" He asked, "Does it bother you who I've been with?"

You shake your head. "Well no... it happened before you and I had this date"

"Exactly," Isaac sounded like you, "So please don't torture yourself over petty things...and better tell me how the hell you won at the shooting game."

You laughed, "You just have really bad aim."

"I don't think so. I have to be honest... I let you win there" he said, as he looked at you with a smile from ear to ear.

"Learn to lose, Garcia," he said, smiling the same way.

"Then let's go to another game! If I win, you give me a kiss..." Isaac looked into your eyes.

"Fine, but if I win, you give me a kiss," you replied, winking at him.

"Do you still want the cotton candy?" The man who attended the machine asked.

"I had forgotten," Isaac laughed, and looked away from you to pay for the cotton candy.

Then you noticed something. The way the afternoon sun illuminated Isaac's face made his already bright brown eyes seem more alive than usual. You had never paid attention to someone's eyes like you did that day.

[betyloca]

Watchmen characters with an s/o who wears men's clothing.

Daniel Dreiberg(night owl)

• Okay, this guy has seen you wearing men's clothes on many occasions.

• I was curious to know why you don't wear women's clothes.

• doesn't want to seem rude by asking you, he just wants you to explain it to him

Dan: Hey, can I ask you something?

y/n: sure

Dan: Why do you wear men's clothes?

Y/n: oh I just like it

• It's not his place to judge if that makes you happy, then it's okay.

• gives you clothes that you no longer wear or that are too small for you

• defends you if someone makes fun of you

Lauriel Jupiter( silk spectre)

• She is a liberal woman so she never bothered to ask why she was wearing men's clothes.

• It didn't bother him that you didn't wear women's clothes, because it's uncomfortable when men look at you with lust.

• She was curious about what he asked.

Laurel: Y/N honey, why wear men's clothes?

Y/N: Well, I like and find it uncomfortable to wear a dress.

• She saw how happy it made you and didn't complain.

• likes to accompany you shopping for clothes, helping you decide which one suits you best

Water Kovacs (Rorschach)

• This boy thought you were a man until he heard you talk and saw your long hair.

• I definitely thought you were a lesbian.

• He distrusts people a lot and thinks that you are hiding something from him.

Rorschach: Why do you dress like that? What are you hiding?

y/n: nothing, I'm not hiding anything

Rorschach: You're a woman, why don't you wear women's clothes?

y/n: because I like these clothes and have you seen how men look at women?

• well you had a good point, at least he's relieved that men don't see you as a piece of meat

• He stopped caring about how you dressed, he saw how comfortable you felt.

• If someone makes fun of you, believe me, they are a dead man.

• When you go out at night he takes care of you without you seeing him, he fears that there may be people who will hurt you because of how you dress and it makes him nervous.

[mrsllyziy]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY WALTER FINCH!!!!!

your 3D model is mad scary but we still love you 🙂‍↕️🙏 72 yrs old omg

Also tysm for the reminder @zer0cyanz