rules: share the last line you've written, then tag some people, and have fun.
Thank you for the tag @precious-little-scoundrel.
Behold, proof that I am still making progress. Even if it is at a snail's pace...
The dig of Thorntonās fingers in your shoulder held you in place at her side as the photographer discarded the spent flashbulb, fishing a fresh one from the leather satchel at his side. You held your pose stiffly, prompting Lionheart to bump her hip into yours.
āDonāt forget to breathe, first lieutenant.ā Her sing-song tone made your stale, trapped breath escape in your throat in a soft laugh, just in time for the next flashbulb to sear your retinas.
āThat you very much Mrs Roosevelt, Captain Thornton, ladies.ā He nodded to signal, at last, that his torture was complete and you would have bolted right out of that hangar if the First Lady had not started speaking.
[super raw and un-edited, severely subject to change, but could very well be the opening to Part Four of 'The Last To Know']
Rules: Answer and tag people you want to get to know better and/or catch up with
thanks for the tag @evidenceof ā” these are fun !!
favorite color: dark blue!! specifically midnight blue... my forever favorite shade ā”
last song: My Love is Sick by Madds Buckley
last movie: Panna a netvor is the last one I remember watching
currently reading: Powerless by Lauren Roberts, it's alright, and Slinging Doughnuts for the Boys by James H. Madison, which I am very much enjoying!
currently watching: gotta love the BOB & MOTA rewatches.
currently craving: grilled cheese with tomato pretty please
tea or coffee: neither! i'm a hot chocolate girly
tagging a bunch of beloved mutuals I haven't spoken to much these days because I am nosey : @lewis-winters , @ktredshoes , @luminouslywriting , @wexhappyxfew , @blurredcolour :)
Rules: Answer and tag people you want to know better and/or catch up with
thank you for the tag @latibvles sorry for the delay while I was off the grid
favourite colour: cobalt or royal blue
last song: ariana grande - we canāt be friends
last movie: ministry of ungentlemanly warfare
currently reading: just finished āwhen we had wingsā by ariel lawhon, kristina mcmorris, and susan meissner [I swear I do intake non-WWII media, I read like a civil war book and others while I was away too!!]
currently watching: american murder: laci peterson
currently craving: poutine and maple pecan ice cream [could I be any more canadianā¦sheesh]
Hey fanfiction writers: If no one's ever told you this before, it's not just fanfiction.
It's something you spent hours, days, maybe even months on, pouring your heart out onto a page because you were so full of passion and thoughts about a story or characters, you felt like you were going to explode if you didn't get it out. Maybe you lost sleep because your mind was racing with ideas or you forgot to eat or drink water because you were so focused. Maybe your back aches from being hunched over for so long, unmoving. Maybe you even felt like you were going a little feral because you were so excited about what you were creating, or were frustrated when you got stuck. Either way, you put your heart, mind, soul, and body into making something.
It's okay to want people to read it, and it's okay if you're disappointed that they don't or it doesn't get as much of a reaction as you were hoping for. Humans are social creatures. Sure, we write for ourselves, but we also share because the joy of doing so is just as powerful as the joy of the process. Of having created something.
We all experience that joy and that disappointment, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
(a/n: if i didn't include your fav just send me an ask and i'll add them! requests are open for bob, tp, and mota. sorry i have been inactive this summer, i was super busy with my internship!)
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[john egan]
okay... obviously... confident kisses
bucky knows what he's doing
he's also so spurred on by an audience like would he admit that... no. but in front of the other officers that have been eyeing you all night... yeah bucky loves that
always talking into the kisses, always has something to say
and his voice is always very low and hoarse too
kissing you but breaking away to murmur close to your lips, "god i love you, i haven't told you that yet but i do." he can't even try to repress his emotions, they bubble over the surface so easily and he's very honest about his emotions and how he feels
bucky just can't let himself repress anything, he expresses a lot of emotion through physical affection and intimacy
his kisses mean so much more to him than just the act of kissing, it's intimacy, it's knowing you- how you like when he cups your cheek or wraps his hand around your waist, every single kiss is a love confession to bucky
he loves just spending time with you, being around you, being next to you, laying next to you, wrapped around you, yeah he can definitely get a little clingy
a lot of morning, lazy kisses
but he is not a morning person, this is just him in between kisses trying to convince you to stay in bed with him all day
likes draping himself all over you except he's huge, hugging you from behind, chin resting on the top of your head, which means a lot of kissing the crown of your head or forehead <3
[gale cleven]
gale has a lot of self control and he's a private person
especially in regards to you, he's not against pda but he just loves the intimacy of being completely and totally alone with you
especially while being in the military where there's no such thing as actual privacy
so... private kisses
he also lets kisses say a lot, lets them speak for him... like i can't articulate how i feel right now but give me a few more months and it'll slip out eventually but right now please take this as a token of my appreciation and love for you <3
i think he has to feel very safe to truly articulate how he feels, has some left over fear of rejection from childhood
loves domestic, routine quick kisses like greeting you, saying hi or bye
always a quick peck when he's leaving or when he comes back, or when you're cooking in the kitchen
sometimes he'll get brave and might sneak a kiss while dancing in the officer's club
gale can be a little (very) unsure of himself at times
feels inexperienced overthinks it but it's never obvious
big fan of being super close, hand around your waist, your hand in his hair, his thumb running across your cheek to pull you in closer, a leg hooking around his own thigh... very fun
[harry crosby]
nervous kisses are we joking
a hot mess but your mess!
likes holding your hands in principle but is too embarrassed about his sweaty hands, but sometimes he'll pull your interlocked hands up for a kiss
also will opt to keep his hands in your hair when it's really getting heated
when you're first start seeing each other, it's more like quick pecks
he's just reallyyyy overthinking it
once does accidentally headbutt you and gets so red and takes like a month to not be totally mortified about it
but you just think it's cute <3 he's trying!
but the longer you're together, the better and more comfortable he becomes with intimacy
harry really loves slow kisses, taking everything, taking you in
allows him to get more comfortable, to relax and take his time
not constantly rushing, especially after deadline after deadline, you're his escape so taking your time in the moment is crucial to him
and it helps a lot too when he's at first so nervous, he can figure out what you respond to, what you like
which he is incredibly concerned with... and if he's ever unsure it's really stemming from him wanting to make sure you're having fun and you're enjoying it too
so many tired kisses, likes to just fall into your arms or bed after hours of working and straining his eyes staring at so many maps, trying to plan successful routes... he's exhausted
and kisses are definitively the cure!
[rosie rosenthal]
rosie is just the sweetest and he just so happens to also excellent at kissing
comforting kisses? encapsulating? dare i say practically perfect?
he just gets to know you so well and is naturally so good at nurturing, leading, and taking care of people
so that definitely applies to his attitude towards physical intimacy
loves when you run your fingers through his hair while kissing, like his curlssss...... guys
maybe a little (or a lot) embarrassing in public like loves swooping you off your feet or when you arm into his arms after he's been flying for hours, giving you a big smooch, or very enthusiastically dancing with you at the officers club (showing off his moves) which you find incredibly charming
but can it really be that embarrassing when he doesn't care about that, about what anyone else thinks of him... it's only you <3
it's always a big event with him, he lovesss a romantic gesture, he's a total romantic
random but absolutely melts whenever you call him robert, especially when you're kissing or cuddling
absolutely a lot of forehead kisses, it's a natural reflex for him at this point
will never run out of ways to say i love you, to show you he loves you
[john brady]
john is no nonsense type of guy like if he wants to kiss you... he kisses you
protective in front of other people, especially at the officers club, his hand is always hovering on the small of you back or holding your hand, he's very touchy
a little possessive, maybe a lot
that can rile him up very easily, and then suddenly you're not on the dance floor anymore, you're in the bathroom with his hand shoved up your dress and your lipstick smudged :/
he's very direct but that doesn't mean he's impersonal, especially in regards to physical affection and intimacy
john definitely has a soft side that you see routinely
so also very tender kisses
loves cupping your jaw, bringing you in closer, loves looking into your eyes, loves tucking your hair behind your ears, loves slow, intentional kisses that could last forever
he absolutely has to have the perfect music for everything so he's hunched over flipping through vinyls while you're lying in bed like... honey come back pls <3
uncharacteristically loses also has a lot of self control but not with kisses
has a very intense kissing style
his eye contact, touch and firm grip, his lowered voice...
john is also very observant so he catches on very quickly to what you like and how you're feeling
[howard hamilton]
okay, hambone is a complicated man, he has many layers
you love the gold teeth, i'm projecting but like objectively they are hot?
little rough sometimes
has bitten your lip, it was on accident but unfortunately (fortunately) you both enjoyed it
at first it definitely felt weird kissing him, warm skin contrasting with the cool metal
is pretty insecure about the scar across his cheek when he returns home
it just makes his cheek and face in general so sensitive
so you're of course very gentle
running your hand very, very carefully over his cheek to cup his jaw
is he super gentle in return?... no
he's just naturally so excited, a little rough, like a puppy who doesn't know his own strength except he does know he's just a tad bit insatiable
but also so surprisingly (unsurprisingly) a gentleman! he's from the south
but he's also always aiming to please (lady in the streets but a freak in the bed, thank you ludacris)
only interested in you and doesn't try to hide it. does he really care about this officers party? absolutely not, he's trying to get you back to barracks better yet (could also put this for douglass)
[james douglass]
yes he is upfront very cocky like way too assured for his level of game
approaching you at the officers club like, "i actually love amelia earhart by the way. just so you know," he's an ally <3
yet it works every time so...
he's very expressive and very in tune with what you feel or what sounds you're making
kind of noisy... always humming, very vocal like he's always trying to find someway, somehow to get leave to go to london or anywhere private. day dreaming about privacy so he can be as loud as he wants... james is sick of muffling his moans
grins into kisses constantly, he's just that excited
pulls away a lot to look at you, so tenderly
always has an excuse for why you need to kiss, like, right now
yes he's cocky and self-assured but at his core he's still a huge romantic... shhhh secretly
he loves a sappy sad romance film or book
like that letter he was writing, yes he's an amateur but he has great prose
you do tell him that ofc and hype him up
because him trying to write romantic letters or god forbid poetry is precious to you, just as precious as his flushed cheeks, blushing that he tries to hide
[everett blakely]
he's just so effortless
everything he does just seems so cool including when he's kissing you!
ev makes it seem easy like it comes so naturally to him, he always seems to know exactly how to move his lips to mesh perfectly with your own
he lovessss spontaneous kisses too
just out of nowhere cradling your neck, head in his hand, or suddenly in front of everyone pulling you closer for a kiss
ev has no shame
just casually does things that leave you in shambles
but that feeling is very much mutual
and don't tell anyone but cool, suave blakely is secretly melting on the inside when you kiss him
sometimes you still give him butterflies but he plays it off as always
but when you use his scarf to pull him closer to you, laughing into the kiss... it's harder to hide how flustered he is then
and after he's been flying for hours after a shitty, as per usual, mission, your kisses are so grounding for the both of you
it's all he needs like interrogation needs to end quicker so he can get his kiss it's truly part of his post-flight routine
[benny demarco]
quiet, intimate kisses are his forte
lives those moments private and sweet moments, like laying in bed together with meatball on the floor next to you (actually let's be real benny lets her sleep in the bed)
he is such a cuddler like benny does not play about cuddling, he just loves physical intimacy and being close to you
his cheek smushed against you, feeling his stubble against your cheek, or running his fingers through your hair as you rest your head on his chest
he's just so content laying with you, with the occasional kiss
he can fall into a domestic routine so quickly and he loves it
like you're meatball's designated babysitter while he's up in the air
wlaking meatball together
everyone around the base is very much used to seeing the two of you together, if they see you they know benny's not too far away
[ken lemmons]
oh my god he's so earnest and sweet
you just can feel the love and his intentions through his kisses and how he carefully cups your jaw to pull you closer or wrap a hand carefully around your waist
i mean he wears a locket come on...
and ofc he has a tiny picture of you in it
he's very gentle as well, always so careful
especially at first, he was so nervous about messing up somehow, was genuinely debating asking one of the guys for kissing tips and advice
but he figured it out quickly and now knows you and your body/lips like the back of his hand
whenever you both pull away from a kiss, ken is always smiling
he has a very idealistic but fun and young attitude about love
it's so contagious and just so freeing to be around
and it's evident in how he kisses you, quick and sweet, or sometimes deeply intense and intimate
kissing ken feels like a summer day
he smells vaguely like oil and his hands are rough which always surprises you, his skin is so warm from being out in the sun, and his curls are so close to you
just a great experience overall
he's just young and in love <3
it's very easy to read how he's feeling and he will never run out of ways to compliment you
Summary: Dick and Y/n have kept their relationship secret throughout the war, but now theyāre in Austria why does Dick still feel the need to hide his love for her.
Thank you so much @slytherinsprincess01 for your request.
Austria, August 1945
Stretching her long, pale legs down from the stone dock, Y/nās toes skimmed over the water, relishing in its cool touch. The afternoon sun was humid and clammy, she could feel the perspiration trickling down from her hairline and down her back.
Glancing up through her sunglasses, she spotted the familiar head of red hair swimming towards her, his strong arms powering him with ease through the calm water. She loved moments like this, where it was just the two of them enjoying the peace of the Austrian countryside.
His redhead surfaced beside her legs and she passed him down the white towel, which he accepted gratefully, rubbing it over his freckled skin.
āI wish we could stay here forever,ā she sighed, āJust the two of us.ā
Dick smiled faintly, pulling himself up out of the water. She tried to ignore the silvery trails of water that ran down his pale skin, dropping onto the stone dock.
He turned away from her, drying himself quickly and pulling on his PT shorts and Camp Toccoa t-shirt without a word. Y/n wasnāt sure what was bothering him, heād been quiet and blunt with her all morning. She couldnāt pinpoint the exact moment but she knew something wasnāt right.
Dickās face always remained calm but his forehead creased a little more than normal and his thin lips remained downturned, barely reaching up to form a smile when sheād placed a small kiss on his cheek in the hallway. She knew he wanted to be careful, but no one else was around.
Dick squatted down beside her, tying up his boots swiftly before he offered his hand to her. She grinned, accepting it gratefully and lifted herself from the edge.
Coming face to face with him she knew that was the final straw, his eyes glanced away from her, unable to meet her gaze and he stood stiffer than normal, almost at attention.
āDick, whatās wrong?ā Y/n reached out, touching his cheek softly but he shrugged her off, clutching her hand and pulling it back down to her side. Her chest ached at the sudden rejection and she took a step back, face contorting in confusion.
āYou know we canātā¦ not here, someone might see us, andā¦ā
And there it was again, the same thought that had been haunting her for months. He was ashamed of her, there was no other explanation. Dick was a good man but even good men had needs, was she only there to fulfil his needs and nothing more.
āYou're ashamed of me, you say youāre not but thatās the only reasonable explanation,ā she stood, clutching her dress shoes and Class A jacket close to her chest. āI can keep doing this, Dick. The war is over and I want to live my life now, a life I thought Iād be living with you.ā
Y/n spun on her heels, ignoring the rough ground beneath her soft feet as she hurried away, not bothering to turn back and answer Dickās desperate calls.
Marching back towards the house Easy Company was occupying, she tried to suppress the tears that threatened to spill, Dickās words echoing in her head.
She didnāt notice the officers sitting on the balcony as she rushed up the stone steps, flailing as she stumbled. The other officers watched her, marked concerns on all their faces but it was Nixon who stood up, swiftly following the young, female officer inside.
āY/n? Y/n, what happened? Whereās Dick?ā
The last question caused something to snap in Ynās chest and despite knowing she might say something she would regret to a senior officer she no longer cared.
āYour precious Dick is down by the lake. Do me a favour, Captain. Donāt be fooled by his āgood boyā charm, heās just like the rest of you.ā
Without any more explanation, she turned away from the officer. Sheād said what she had to, sheād let Captain Nixon and his curiosity get to the bottom of it.
Dick let a long sigh leave his lips as the figure of the woman he loved disappeared into the trees in front of his eyes. Why hadnāt he just been honest with her?
It wasnāt that he was ashamed of her, or that he didnāt love her, both statements couldnāt have been further from the truth. He just knew how the men would talk, about him, and Y/n. He didnāt want his relationship to be at the centre of their idle gossip.
Pushing himself off the stone dock he gathered up his own uniform, just in time to see Lewis swaying towards him.
āYouāre up early,ā he chuckled and Lew merely pulled an unamused face, his dark eyebrows creasing.
āWell, I was just going to head to bed for a few hours when I saw First Lieutenant Y/l/n running past me in floods of tears. As we have a mutual friend I decided to come check on you.ā
Dickās head snapped up, his uniform falling to the ground softly as he stared at Lew. He felt the insatiable pull to go running from the dock in Y/nās direction but he stopped himself, he didnāt want to create a scene.
āShe wasā¦ crying?ā
Lew rolled his eyes, āYes Dick, whatever you said to her has clearly had some sort of effect, whether you intended it to or not. You need to do right by her, Dick,ā Lewis paused, āI know how much she means to you. I know I asked you to come to work for me after this is all over but I can see the way you two look at each other, youāre not very good at hiding it. I just want you to be happy, Dick.ā
Seeing his friend speak so honestly caused a lump to form in the back of Dickās throat. How could he have been so blind, so stupid as to push the only woman heād ever loved away from him? The fear heād felt leaving her behind on D-Day, the nights heād spent pining for her when he was in Bastogne, it all meant one thing. He couldnāt live without her.
āI donāt know what to do, Lew. Iāve pushed her away trying to keep our relationship a secret so we didnāt become the center of the menās gossip, but in doing that Iāve just hurt her more.ā
Lewis sighed, running his hand down his rough stumble, āYou really are stupid sometimes, Dick. Y/n wouldnāt care if the whole world was gossiping about your relationship. The only person she wants in the whole damn world is you.ā
Feeling his heart drop to his stomach, Dick swallowed hard. He sometimes hated how well Lewis Nixon knew him, and Y/n apparently. He should have known that he couldnāt keep a secret like this from his best friend.
āI need to do something, Lew. I canāt have us shipped off to the Pacific without her knowing the truth. I justā¦ I don't know what to do.ā
For the first time since arriving in Normandy, Dick looked scared. Lewis had often been envious of how well Dick carried himself, how well he led his men. Now Dick looked like a heartbroken teenager.
āRight, come with me,ā Lewis threw his right arm over Dickās shoulder, pulling him tightly to his side. āIāve got a plan, and itās going to work.ā
āI donāt know, Lew,ā Dick mumbled, trying to wriggle his way out of the shorter manās grip but Lewis remained firm. āAre you sure? I know how some of your āgreatā ideas have turned out.ā
Clearing his throat, he stood up, ignoring the little cheer from Lewis who sat beside him. His eyes scanned the crowd of men, men heād led into combat many times over the last year, but it wasnāt their eyes that made him nervous. He soon found the face heād searched the crowd for, tucked at the back, almost out of view, beside her fellow WAC officers.
āYee of little faith,ā Lewis snorted, jabbing Dick in the ribs playfully. āJust trust me, Dick. Iām the intelligence officer after all.ā
Dick wasnāt sure what had made him trust Lewisā great idea. At the time it seemed plausible, it might even work, but as Dick watched Speirs step down from the platform after announcing that Shifty Powers had won a ticket home, Dick was no longer sure.
His heart leapt in his throat as he unfolded the crumpled piece of paper from his ike jacket pocket, smoothing it out on the wooden stand in front of him. Glancing down at the words scribbled in Lewis handwriting they seemed to blur into one and his heartbeat was all he could concentrate on.
He cleared his throat. āI have a small announcement that I would like to share with everyone.ā
He glanced back at Lewis who merely nodded in encouragement.
āThere is something that I have to come clean about. Iāve been keeping a secret from you all forā¦ a long time.ā
It was true. Dick had first met Y/n when he was on leave during his paratrooper training at Camp Toccoa. Heād never been a believer in ālove at first sightā but watching as she had flicked her curly locks over her shoulder, he couldnāt have fallen harder.
āIāve hurt someone very dear to me because I was worried about what others might think about me, but the war is over and I donāt want to keep secrets anymore.ā
Dick looked out on the crowd of confused faces, but the only person he could focus on was Y/n. From her spot at the back of the group she looked just as confused as the rest of them, but a faint smile played on her lips, a smile that Dick hoped would grow wider once heād finished his speech.
āBecause Iām in love, and Iāve been in love for a very long time with this very special person.ā
āCome on Major, just tell us her name already,ā someone shouted from the crowd and Dick wondered if it had been George Luz but he couldnāt quite pinpoint it.
āAlright, alright,ā Dick waved them off laughing, his nerves disappearing slightly. āCould Lieutenant Y/l/n step forward please?ā
He watched as Y/n nervously made her way through the crowd of men, their eyes following her as she approached the platform. Dick stepped down, moving in front of her so that they were barely a few feet apart.
He could see the hurt swimming in her eyes as she tugged awkwardly at her uniform jacket. Should he be doing this? Was he really taking Lewis Nixonās advice? What would happen if he messed everything up?
āY/n, I need to apologise,ā he stepped forward, taking her small hands in his. āI never meant for any of this to turn out this way. You mean everything to me and I am far from ashamed of you.ā
He was pleased to see her frown fade slightly, being replaced by a faint smile. āYouāre the most important in my lifeā¦ and I couldnāt imagine getting through any of this without you.ā
His cheeks burned like a furnace with the gaze of the entire company on him. Heat spread up the back of his neck and he felt as though he must be as red as his hair.
āY/n, I need toā¦ā he stopped himself, fumbling his hand inside his jacket pocket and grasping the small spherical object. Pulling it free, he felt himself dropping down in front of her, his eyes remained on hers as he held the box out towards her, flicking back the lid and revealing its contents.
āY/n, will youā¦ā
āYes.ā
Dick raised an eyebrow, a small smirk on his lips, āYou havenāt even heard my proposal yet.ā
āIt will always be āyesā for you, Dick,ā Y/n grinned widely at him as he slipped the delicate silver ring onto her finger.
āI know itās not much, I promise when weāre back in the States Iāll find you something more fitting,ā he promised, running his hand over the worn, silver band.
āNo,ā she placed her hand against his chest, feeling his heart thudding rapidly, āNo, this is perfect.ā
The pair turned to see a rather irritated Speirs being pulled back into his seat by an apologetic Lipton. Dick became acutely aware of the many eyes on them. āItās now or never Dick,ā he told himself, leaning down slowly as his lips brushed against Y/n like he had so many times before, but this time it was different. This time it meant so much more. This time he wasnāt afraid.
Y/n beamed up at him. It was like everything was coming together for them. After everything they had been through they were finally getting their time to be happy.
The men of Easy Company crowded around them, cheering and laughing as their Major blushed even more furiously than before.
Lewis grinned from his spot on his chair, opening his hand to Harry who grumbled disgruntledly as he handed over the money he owed. It turned out that Lewis Nixon actually could give good advice on occasion.
