#dramatikos

[bakinghistory]

            IT HAS BEEN a very long day concluding a very long week, and by the time the final chores that come with closing the bakery have been done, sawyer is exhausted.  with hands washed and sky-blue jacket adorning his frame he pads out of the back room, slides his arms around jenna's waist and damn near falls asleep on her shoulder ; his hold loose and demeanor fatigued.  “ mm-hm, ” he hums softly, blues opening and lips quirking when hers brush to the tip of his nose.  “ ...sorry, ” sawyer attempts, trying to force himself to perk up.  “ i need coffee.  or a year-long nap. ”  he hasn't had a day off in... he can't even remember, so he would argue that tomorrow has been well-earned.

*:･ﾟ✧ *:･    CONTINUED.    /    @DRAMATIKOS.

[prisoner56898]

💕💕

@dramatikos gets a new year’s kiss.

          Holding back his laughter is no easy task, but he still makes an effort to keep a straight face the entire night, to remain serious-looking while Jenna has that pinched expression on her features, glaring daggers at Bucky every time he swiftly avoids her. It's almost midnight, and he is sure she believes he's about to leave her hanging as the ball drops.

          To give her credit, that does sound like something Bucky would do, way back when.

          He's in a different place now. Comfortable enough in his relationship to kiss her in public -- comfortable enough to prank her the entire night, knowing she'll huff and puff and then forgive him. With only seconds left in the year, after Jenna has already given up trying to snatch his attention, the former assassin approaches her. Holds her face between his hands, and kisses right over her pissed off frown. Kisses her mouth, and her cheeks, and her forehead; softly, lovingly. "Idiot. Did you really think I was going to do it?"

[lcstinthewoods]

&&; @dramatikos liked for a shippy starter that i already expected and really should have already written up for them

“babe,” wanda’s voice is a tired slur from where she was laying, head resting on jenna’s lap with her arms wound contently around the woman’s middle. “go to sleep.” she continued, eyes shut against the familiar glow of jenna’s computer in front of them. “don’t make me make you.” she added, lips twitching upwards in amusement. did that make sense? she was too tired to tell, but she thought it did. jenna knew she wasn’t bluffing either, because it had occurred before where wanda had to forcefully close the laptop with her powers because of jenna’s stubbornness - jenna had pouted cutely the rest of the night. 

[starscaping]

            HE'S STUDYING a navy blue dress shirt when jenna comes into his sights, contemplating buying it, but places it back on the rack in favor of transferring his attention to the small woman.  brows raise in question, but the answer comes with an extended hand ; pendant nestled within.  his own reaches out to accept it, and he waits for her to turn away before sliding it around her neck.  working with tiny mechanical objects has never been cameron's strong suit —— his body is in proportion, which means generously sized hands along with everything else —— but after a couple of attempts he succeeds in closing the clasp.              when jenna turns back to face him, the scientist finally lands his gaze upon the actual pendant.  interest lights up in his eyes, and he bends to better scrutinize it.  “ ...wow. ”   he picks it up between finger and thumb.  “ ...think i can make out pegasus and cassiopeia. ”  the attention to detail is there, he must admit.  standing up straight again, he gives jenna a soft smile of approval.  “ it looks beautiful. ”  there's a short pause, and he retrieves the item he'd been studying ; wanting a second opinion.  “ ...what d'you think of this shirt? ”

*:･ﾟ✧ *:･    CONTINUED.    /    @dramatikos.

[iironbled-blog]

@dramatikos

“i’m not exactly here by choice, i’m just here because i got told to come looking for you and i was quickest.” tony shrugged his shoulders. he looked the woman over. “i heard you’re up to no good.”

[kinglytm-blog]

          SHE  ALWAYS  ANSWERS.  no  matter  what  ,  even  if  it’s  a  simple  one  word  response  ,  jenna  ALWAYS  ANSWERS.  call  him  spoiled  ,  call  him  whatever  you  may  please  ------  but  evie  had  gotten  used  to  the  woman  constantly  responding  to  him.  no  ,  it  didn’t  make  him  special  ;  but  it  brought  him  comfort  nonetheless.

          they  had  PLANS  ,  nothing  important  ,  nothing  with  any  sort  of  time  constraint.  he  wanted  confirmation  ,  is  all  ,  to  know  if  THREE  O’CLOCK  would  work  for  her  (  he  had  to  pick  honey  up  from  school  ,  after  all  !  )  a  string  of  messages  and  a  few  ignored  calls  later  had  worry  burning  a  hole  in  his  stomach.

          ten  minutes  flat  ,  and  he’s  walking  through  her  door  ------  having  let  himself  in  ,  as  per  usual.  and  oh  ,  how  the  sight  of  her  in  TEARS  has  a  damaged  heart  breaking.  fingers  tilt  her  chin  upward  ,  a  frown  upon  lips  as  his  head  tilts.  tattooed  fingers  wipe  away  her  tears  ,  before  arms  wrap  around  her  small  frame  ,  and  evie  is  lifting  her  feet  off  the  ground.

          ❝  one’a  those  days  ,  huh  ?  ❞  he  murmurs  ,  sitting  with  her  placed  perfectly  upon  his  lap.  ❝  s’alright  ta’have  THOSE  DAYS  ,  baby.  ain’t  nothing  wrong  with  it.  ❞   

                         @dramatikos.  ╲   cont.  from  this.

[metalarmmantm-archive]

@dramatikos​ liked this for a starter !

“I’m… I’m trying. I really am.” It was just so difficult. Everything inside his brain just felt so fuzzy. His head hung between his knees as he breathed in slowly, attempting to fight back the anger that came with the frustration.

[monstershuntingmonsters]

@dramatikos

        “ there’s no doubt in my mind that you’re right , but you really shouldn’t be murdering .  i mean , if that’s what you’re alluding to . ”  she’s grinning though the smallest hint of worry creates a line between brows , hidden unless the opposite was looking for it .  jenna has always been fairly good at keeping her nervousness under wraps for sake of the people around her . “ everything illegal was much easier to be doing before all of these extra measures were taken .  but i do suppose … they are in place for that very reason , non ? ”

“Mmm, maybe.”

She flashed a lazy smile, stretching her arms up over her head, humming softly as she felt the soft cracks of vertebrae settling back into place. She wasn’t typically so at ease around strangers, but she’d just returned from a shift--a lovely romp in a secluded area of the forest that offered enough wildlife that the wolf in her was sated and content for the time being--and she’d indulged in perhaps a bit too much whiskey earlier in the evening. The end result was a full, relaxed, happy loup garou.

“Don’t mean I have to like it, though, does it?”