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EEK it's your birthday? HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! *big birthday hugs*!
Aaaaaw thank you!! *hugs back* Yeah, turned 28 today. ^^
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driftingwolf replied to your photo “Best things about birthdays: unhealthy and fatty food. :)”
EEK it's your birthday? HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! *big birthday hugs*!
Aaaaaw thank you!! *hugs back* Yeah, turned 28 today. ^^
[Herc/Raleigh] One Day You Will
Raleigh likes to think Herc is doing better though, that he's helping the other man heal. Mako staying with them has been a game changer, her presence a soothing and welcome addition to their household. She fits right in, becoming part of their daily lives within a week.They make quite the family, all three of them having lost every loved one they once held dear.
Herc's sleepless nights become sparse, but still leave the man exhausted, and usually leave Herc sleeping until early afternoon.
"You're good for him," Mako tells him one morning, sipping her green tea from across the kitchen island. "He's getting better."
"Sometimes it feels that way," Raleigh replies, mirroring her, letting the hot tea warm him up. "But then...you heard him last night, didn't you?"
Mako nods, the sadness in her stare reflecting his own. It breaks Raleigh's heart every time, holding Herc in bed while the latter cries himself to sleep as quietly as he can.
"Give him time," she says.
"I know."
Mako goes out after lunch, having made plans with one of their neighbours to go shopping. Raleigh slips back into bed, still dressed in his pajamas, back in his spot beside Herc. His lover hasn't moved since Raleigh left him this morning; it's easy for Raleigh to put his arms around Herc's chest again, holding onto the latter tight, and breathes in Herc's addictive scent, mixed with his own.
Herc leans back into him, hands covering Raleigh's. He presses a kiss to Herc's nape, and lets their legs tangle together. They remain silent, lying in bed together all afternoon like this, listening to each other's soft breaths and steady heartbeats. They don't need words, as though they've been drifting together for years, and it's a familiar dynamic that they're both clinging to, when Raleigh comes to think of it.
It's not how Raleigh had envisioned his life, not by a long shot, and most certainly not how Herc had envisioned his.
If you ask Raleigh, it's as perfect as it can get.
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Here's a little something for you, driftingwolf, I'm a little rusty, but I hope you like this little drabble nonetheless. Have courage ♥ (sequel to Burning Bridges, title from Lady Antebellum's song, I suggest you listen to it :) )
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I'd be happy to, just as soon as I've finished a couple of other things up! ;)
oh my gosh. you don't need to! I was just saying that as a general statement. you are too kind!
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I don't know, probably pieces of that whole story exist... maybe a project to work on :)
Yeah. If only i was better equipped with the skills for that. Argh I really want it now
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No it's not just you! (And don't worry about the time, I was in a car for a couple of hours...) That would have been an excellent movie, since they both saw a *lot* of Kaiju - and killed plenty too.
Yes it would have. I want to know everything about those two. Dammit. Now i really want a fanfic of that or like before the movie started. Does that exist? Probably not.
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No heroes in a world where heroes can't die... okay, so Raleigh and Mako were supposed to be the big heroes of the movie, and they got to live. Pfft. I'll stick with my happy AUs, thanks.
I want to watch the movie, but this time, fully in Chuck and Herc's perspective. I want to see what they were doing, what they thought, and everything about them. Is that just me?
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Sure thing: Chuck didn't deserve that shitty ending, and Herc didn't deserve having his heart ripped out... again. :(( Seriously, though... love that tension between them at the start. I just hate what it takes to get them to (not) say 'I love you.'
No he fucking didn't and I'll forever be in denial. Because idc if it makes him a hero and if he had lived it would have shitted on his actions. I'd much rather have a non-hero living Chuck than a memorialized dead Chuck. And Herc, my fucking Herc. I especially didn't need anymore sad Herc. He's been through shit already. I don't even want to think about what he's doing in the aftermath of all this. I think the fact that they never actually said it makes it so much more worse. It makes me imagining them in happier universes so much more difficult. Somehow I always manage to make every scenario of them sad and depressing.
Pairing: Herc/Chuck 3 words: silver, water and smoke.
lol okay, so this became a bit more serious than I intended- I started off with just storm porn....
The rain is cool against their heat dampened skin, the humid night air sticking their skin together even as they slip against each other sweat-slick. Herc bites at his boy’s lips as the rain starts to pour down, water sheeting hard against their naked bodies and dripping off lashes and lips. He’d been distracted by the glint of silver against Chuck’s chest and the soft gasp as the cool metal brushed a nipple, even as the first drops of rain fell into the smoke of the campfire. It was supposed to be a get-away, just the two of them after almost losing everything, and with a look had led to this- their desperation moaned into each other’s mouths and pressed into each other’s skin as the sudden storm roiled above them. He swallows every moan and gasp, drinking down the water that tries to steal them because he wants every piece of Chuck that he can rip from this, for however long he can have this.