Liana Actually Writes

Where I actually write things, like I should, in hopes that I became a better writer. I'm playwriteofdreams, so yep. If you don't like what I write or how I interpret some characters, sorry, but I'm not changing it. I write from mainly: Once Upon a Time Avengers And from RPs I'm in. Requests: Send in a request, always open! Picture credit to mypaperkingdom.

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Chapter 5:

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How to paint gold tutorial by *ConceptCookie

And I found this very helpful just by looking at it. I was never good at coloring gold.

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Gold is tough. This is awesome.

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Like to See You

“Which one, Chinese or pizza,” Poe held up the two pamphlets for the individual restaurants they were thinking of ordering from for dinner and Roy thought about it, rubbing his neck

“I don’t really know what the Chinese place has. Is it even good?”

“What, yeah it’s the best! Much better then the pizza place”

“Nothing can beat their pizzas Poe!”

She huffed, sitting next to him as he put his arm around her, gently leaning his head against hers as she put up the Chinese menu. “No let me show you what they have ok? You can’t avoid this place forever.”

He would chuckle as she started explaining the different foods the restaurant had, watching her face get animated and excited as she explained. He’d make soft noises when necessary, but at some point he begin watching her more then what she was saying.

She was really gorgeous when she got so animated. Not that she wasn’t gorgeous otherwise, but it added a whole new level to her, the sparkle in her eyes, how she would bounce a bit when she would make a point she’d think was genius. And when he did listen to her, which was normally always, he always got invested in what she was speaking of. She just had that sway over him.

Kissing her shoulder as she continued talking he smiled slightly. He really loved her tiny quirks, and wouldn’t want to trade them for anything else.

“So see? That’s why this place is great.”

“Mm yeah. Ok fine Chinese since you wanted it so much.”

“Well actually I wanted pizza.”

“…”

“…don’t look at me like that I had to stand up for the underdog!”

  -Derrick-

He woke up early for once.

Now looking at the clock by the bedside, it wasn’t exactly early, or what they typically thought was early, but on a day with the kids at Uncle Ken’s and no work to do it was early for the two of them.

Especially since Kal wasn’t up yet. She was usually up and moving before him, somehow managing to get up. How she did it he would never know.

Reaching and getting his glasses so he could actually see her clearly he would lean his head back on the pillow as he looked at her, her back to him this morning and his arm holding her close to him. He would push some of her hair away from tickling his face, not wanting to sneeze.

She was so gentle asleep. She was gentle awake but awake she was also like steel, strong enough to handle the entire family without any problems. She was the true head of everything, able to make anyone do what she wanted with a right look. He didn’t mind being bossed around by her, although it didn’t come around often where she needed to boss him around.

Twisting her strands of hair around his fingers he’d get to braiding the strands, needing to keep his hands busy. It gave him an excuse to stay with her anyways, he would use any way he could to stay with her. Her presence was intoxicating to him most of the time, a drug he was certain he wasn’t going to give up. Which is why he married her, harder to give up if he promised for life with her.

He really loved this gentle, strong woman in his arms. He wouldn’t change having her with him for anything. Finishing the tiny braid he noticed her stirring awake.

“Good morning.”

“Mm. Morning Der… you’re already awake?” She’d roll to look at him, touching her hair where she felt his fingers had been. “And braiding my hair?”

He shrugged. “Changing our normal morning up I guess. “

“Huh,” she’d move her arm around him, gently kissing his chest as she pressed closer to him. “Alrighty then. Want to go back to sleep?”

“Yeah,” he kissed the top of her head. “I’d love to.”

  -Clara-

Lying in the office’s handy little bed, Clara watched Lukas as discreetly as she could, failing with those big doe eyes. While it was nice having him next to her in the bed, it was also nice watching as he worked, finishing a few things that needed to be done for the club before he could relax.

Pulling a pillow close to hug as she looked on she would smile softly. He was an old Viking vampire, one who she know could be very scary if he wanted to be. And flirty. And not very shy with how he liked certain activities that made her blush at the thought. But she got to see him being quiet and concentrated over his work, gentle with her, and one she could hold onto when she got lonely.

It sort of ruined the bad boy look he had going for himself but she liked it. Not just cause he changed around her but because he didn’t seem to mind that she saw it.

Smiling to herself softly she didn’t notice Lukas staring at her, having seemed to notice her not so sneaky stare finally. “See something you like?”

She’d jump before laughing, tightening her hold on the pillow. “Maybe. You done yet?”

“Almost. But maybe I’ll just stay here, you seem to like looking at me over here.”

“It would get boring pretty fast if we just stared at one another.”

“Mm. Maybe.”

  -Augustine-

Jacob was making breakfast, a late breakfast for the two of them. Sadie had woken up early that morning and they had just managed to get her back down for a nap, cuddling her stuffed walrus in her crib. Augustine sat in the kitchen chair, sleepily watching him make food with a yawn.

She really did hit the jackpot with him. Not just his body alone, which was very nice from where she was looking at him, not minding at all that he was just in sweat pants and nothing else. But just in what he gave her.

Feeling loved everyday, feeling extremely happy in life. Without him right now she doubted she’d be this content in life. He held her when she was upset and made her laugh as well. He was the man she would always chose, even if she didn’t know it at one time.

He was hers, and she liked it that way. He was her family, her best friend, and the love of her life. She wouldn’t give him up for anything in the world.

“So I made us toast,” he sat down next to her with two plates of food. “And a bowl of fruit. Very fancy.”

“Ah yes indeed,” she laughed, kissing his cheek. “Thank you ducky.”

“You’re welcome jitters,” he pulled her in for a deeper kiss, one that she happily responded to.

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Thoughts of Love

He said he loved her. He admitted it, he said those words to her.

He loved her.

She smiled again, burrowing her face in the pillow. it didn't seem like enormous news, she hadn't even clarified to Emery what was going on, but it made her feel like she was lighter than air at the moment. Feeling so confused and wondering if her emotions were truly one sided, if he just cared for her and nothing more...

She sighed, rolling onto her back before sitting up, heading to her desk to draw as she thought about it.

Nothing really changed from the confession. She went through her job and went home, he didn't remark about it or came to talk to her about it... she didn't really ask him to clarify it any further or what it meant... for them...

Hovering her pencil over the sketchpad she blinked. Did it even mean anything for them?

It was just... words. He admitted to it, but really what did that mean? She had seen Kal feeling that but not giving in, Poe refusing to believe it, she didn't even want to get started on Nicola's love life... and she and Lukas had always been...

Difficult.

Nothing changed did it? She still went home alone while everyone else had someone. She just had words. They weren't a promise, they weren't anything...

Besides, she was also human. She remembered a bit of hearing of his past loves, none of that lasted obviously, she didn't get the full story. Could she even be turned if it came to that?

What if she couldn't? What if he didn't care to find out? What if everyone was just waiting for the point where it became uncomfortable and left her behind. Poe was probably going to be turned by Roy and she was... she was...

She noticed her vision was getting blurry as she looked at the paper, quickly wiping at her eyes.

Love was something she wanted. And she loved everyone in her life so much. Maybe it was selfish to say she wanted a piece of love to call specifically her own. No one elses to claim. Just hers... What was wrong with that? Everyone had someone it seemed like, someone to go home to and be with every night and imagine a forever with and they were having babies and getting promise rings...

She saw dark spots on her page and blinked, giving a sniff.

So he loved her... but would that make him want to stay with her? If she asked him like she asked once before, would he be someone she could hold onto?

Or would she just have the occasional kiss and night and loneliness for the rest.

Putting down her pencil she put her head down, moving her arms as a pillow as she thought about it. She just wanted... wanted to be happy. Happy with her friends and family... have a lover...

She was kidding herself wasn't she... they were going to break her heart so she wouldn't break theirs...

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I don’t want to dream without you I don’t want to bleed without you I’ll do anything you want me too Because I know you’ll burn with me too.

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Roy

Losing his family and being blamed for it by his own pack, having his love suffer under the hands of a vampire, he wonders if it is really his fault. Its hard to get away from that mindset when he spent years believing it was.

Clara

Spending years as a ghost has left the mark on Clara, of being ignored and no one paying attention to her, she struggles with the thought of being left behind. With everyone around her immortal or nearly just, she is frightened at the thought of her presence really not mattering.

Derrick

He's had a hard past, one that became harder as he made some stupid mistakes. Having pushed out of his old life and into a happier one, he looks at his family and worries that his past will harm them. Whether it be Yvonne finding out more facts of how he saved her or someone coming after him through Kal, he worries it'll be the inevitable

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Welcome to Burlesque (AU)

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Welcome To Burlesque (Au)

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Welcome to Burlesque (Au)

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Heartless?

No you're not.

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"What is all of this" "Shh, don’t question it, just accept it. "But it’s all…Warm and shiny and happy.." "Yes, it will unfortunately somehow affect your brooding.”

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AHHHHH MORE BABIES

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AH BABIES <3

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AH LOOK AT THE BABIES IN THEIR CHRISTMAS HATS ALL CUTE AND CHEESEY

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Jacob and Augustine - Why did we agree to host the dinner? Can we even cook?

Augustine eyed the list of things that had to be made for dinner with a level of uneasiness. While she had no problem with cooking for the most part, many of these had instructions that went onto two pages, and not to mention the oven still was iffy with working properly and not just bothering to burn all the food.

“Jacob?” She turned to where he was playing with Sadie on the couch. “Why did we agree to this?”

He blinked at her, holding Sadie’s hands as he bounced her gently on his knee, getting giggles from his little girl. “Because we have the bigger dining room?”

“C’mon seriously,” she huffed, coming over and flopping dramatically back onto the couch, laying her head on his lap, where Sadie made a noise to grab her mothers hair. “Half this stuff we’re making here I didn’t even realize could be food. Why did we agree to host dinner? Can we even cook?”

Chuckling Jacob would shift, placing Sadie gently on her mother’s stomach where she nestled down. “I’m pretty sure we can cook, unless you’ve been lying to me about enjoying my cooking and I’ve been lying about enjoying yours.”

“Cooking that requires art at least.”

“What, are we going to paint with the mashed potatoes once we’re done?” He raised an eyebrow, moving them so she was wrapped in his arms, with Sadie making noises at being moved all around with them. “It’ll be fine. With the two of us we can do it.”

“Mm,” she relaxed against him, thinking. “We really need to fix the oven.”

“That’ll happen one day I just don’t know when.”

She laughed a bit, leaning up to peck his lips. “We should’ve roped your sister into helping us at least, it’s a lot of work to do on our own.”

“Mm true. Maybe we can see if she’ll pick up Sadie so we don’t have to watch her and cook,” he pondered before grinning at her. “And so we can do a few fun things while water is boiling you know…”

Smacking his arm with a smirk Augustine stood back up, holding Sadie in her arms. “Frisky ducky.”

“Maybe I am! I get what I can get with that little one around,” he pointed accusingly at Sadie, then waved to her which got her enthusiastically waving back to her dad.

“I think we do pretty good for having her around. Oh and by the way, I ordered you something special for Christmas that you’ll enjoy.”

“Is it white?”

“Of course.”

“I’m curious already.”

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Anna & Nuallan - "That snowball went right in my ear."

The snow had finally fallen, several inches high and had kept the roads needing continuous clean up. For the most part Anna and Nuallan felt no need to try and make it through the crowded streets, staying home where it was comfortable and staff cleaned up all the walkways in the backyard for them.

Walking along one of the snow free pathways Nuallan was looking around, frowning. Andrew had said that Anna was out here, although he didn’t see her anywhere…. Where could she have gone…

He was shocked out of his pondering as something smacked him straight in the side of the head, causing him to jump and whirl toward the offender, catching a laughing Anna quickly scurrying away. “That went right in my ear!”

“Your fault not mine!” She laughingly called back, quickly hurrying off, knowing if he caught her she would not be able to escape.

“How is this my fault?”

“You looked like such an easy target! How could I resist?!”

“Oh I’m so getting you,” Nuallan chuckled, hurrying off where he could hear her heading, smirking. “Revenge will be mine.”

“No it won’t!”

He’d smirk and continue running, breaking through frozen bushes as he tried to catch up. Believing he had finally caught her he burst through, grabbing… Andrew.

“Andrew what the hell.”

“She paid me fifty bucks. Please stop holding me so tightly I don’t have the blue eyes you want to stare into lovingly.”

Nuallan shook his head, letting go of his butler. “You were sold out for fifty dollars? Really.”

“I would’ve asked for less just to mess with you.”

“Of course you would.”

“As long as we’re on the same page of things.”

Nuallan shook his head, turning away from Andrew and keeping an ear out for Anna. She wasn’t that good at keeping entirely quiet, she hadn’t had much reasons in the past to hide her presence. Quietly slipping around this time he’d find her hiding behind a tree, looking around it for him. Smirking he came up and grabbed her, pinning her to the tree.

“Hello there.”

Squeaking Anna ended up pushing the snowball she had prepared in her hand straight in his face, making them both stop for a moment. “Uh… sorry.”

“No, you aren’t,” Nuallan shook his head, trying to scrape the snow off his face. “You brat.”

“Oh shut up you pig,” she stuck out her tongue at him, laughing as she helped clean him up. “Ok I’m not to sorry about that.”

“I thought not,” he smirked, moving in and kissing her neck. “Happy with yourself.”

“Oh very,” she nodded, leaning back against the tree. “Are you going to let me free?”

“Nope never.”

“Nuallan…”

“Not till I get a snowball in your ear at least.”

“Pig.”

“Ah you know me so well.”

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