#dialogue fic

[gibuckaroo]

No because—Chim, I mean, you were there, too. So, you know, you saw how annoying he was, not Eddie—Tommy, but fine, Eddie was being annoying too. Like what the hell was that? You saw that, didn’t you? Like it wasn’t just me?

What is he on about?

I’m not sure… what, Buck?

Like the way they were just! Like, tell me, I wasn’t imagining it. I’m sure I wasn’t because it showed. Like how annoying they were being. Being all buddy buddy after what? Two weeks of knowing each other? Did you know how long it took Eddie to open up to us?

Well, no, but not that long?

Not that fast! I mean, who does he think Tommy is? He was with us one time, he doesn’t have business in the 118 anymore, so why is he still hanging out with us?

I thought you liked Tommy?

When did I say that? I mean—

Literally after he helped us.

I’m sure I didn’t say it like I liked him with us. We’re the 118. We’re already established—

He was part of the 118.

Like a decade ago.

Hey! Not a decade ago—

Point is, I don’t get why Eddie’s just so friendly with him? Frankly, I don’t see why he even needs to be friends with him. He has us.

You mean you.

Huh? Us. Just—it’s really so annoying. I’ll—let me just hang out with Jee for a minute. Can use a breather.

Okay?

That wasn’t just me, right?

Right.

He sounded totally—

Yes.

Jealous.

Yes, Chim.

Like not just a hurt best friend because I would never sound like that over Hen. Like I’ve been jealous about her forming new friendships, but that’s just…

Like a jilted lover?

Exactly! Did he hear himself?

I doubt it.

Can I let him hear himself?

Don’t—

Please, Maddie.

There are some things Evan needs to figure out on his own.

You’re going to let him hear himself, won’t you…

I am his sister. And he certainly let us hear ourselves about us.

See! I need in on it, too!

#911 abc #evan buckley #shitumblrtag #buddie #buddie 911 #eddie diaz #maddie buckley #howard han #chimney han #dialogue fic #911 fic #lmao its just funny #also not funny but i’m trying to humour myself #jealous buck

[ellayuki]

06122022 - 9-1-1

~

"You're actually pissed about that. I thought-"

"Of course I'm pissed off about it! I'm still pissed off about it! Just because we never mentioned it again, doesn't mean I'm not pissed off about it."

"...I thought you were okay with it."

"Jesus Christ, Eddie. I'm not- It's not the fact that you put me in your will."

"Well, it sure seems like it is, from where I'm standing!"

"It's not. I'd take care of Chris even without that and you know it."

"I do know, I told you that. That's why I don't get-"

"Have you ever thought, I mean, really, actually thought about how I'd feel if I found out from someone else?"

"What?"

"Say if you didn't make it to the hospital that day, or if the bullet had hit just a couple of inches to the left and you'd died before I even reached you."

"Buck…"

"I would have had to find out from your lawyer, Eddie. No one wants to learn about important, life-changing things, especially in the midst of soul-shattering grief, from a damn lawyer."

"Soul-shattering…?"

"Yes, and that's so not the point here."

"It… Yeah, yeah, it. Isn't."

"What I'm pissed off about is the fact that you didn't tell me until after you almost died again, and even then, it was only because I had a self-deprecating, guilt-filled breakdown and put myself at risk."

"Buck."

"Eddie. You already knew I wouldn't say no to it. You already know I'd do anything for that kid."

"Obviously."

"Did you think I'd get scared, that I'd think it's too much?"

"No. Of course not."

"Then what?"

"I don't know, alright? I was going to tell you. I just… never got around to it. How do you tell someone, 'Hey, if I die, I want you to take care of my kid, above anyone else, even my parents,' without it sounding…"

"Without it sounding like what? Because it sounds like you not wanting things to change even more in Chris' life if worse comes to worst, from where I'm standing."

"...Fuck."

"Eddie…"

"It sounded too much like 'I love you' in my head, alright?"

"...What?"

"You heard me."

"Eddie… Eddie, what?"

"Don't make me say it again, Buck."

"You can't just say something like that and just move on. Fuck, Eddie. You can't just-"

"I'm sorry-"

"Don't you fucking dare! Dammit, Eds. I was going to dig you out of that well with my bare hands. I would have stepped in front of that bullet - of any bullet - if I could've. Do you really think I don't fucking love you, too? Really?"

"I know you do. And the fierceness of it fucking terrifies me, okay?"

"Eddie…"

"It terrifies me, because one day you'll actually put yourself between me and a bullet, and I won't be able to recover from that. Ever."

#911 fox #buddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #buckley diaz family #911 #REGARDING THE WILL #by moi #fic #my fic #2022 fic #911fic #dialogue fic #dialogue only

[rambling-addict]

(Ava consults the internet for help.)

Ava: Help! I think I have a heart problem!

Random stranger 1: What are your symptoms? If you think it’s serious, you should go to the hospital…

Ava: I did, but the hospital turned me away! They even laughed at me!

Random stranger 2: Well, tell us what you’re feeling…

Ava: Sometimes, my heart beats so fast, I feel like it’s trying to come out my chest…

Random stranger 2: That does sound serious. Do you have chest pains?

Ava: No… but it hurts at times.

Random stranger 1: When?

Ava: Well, there was this one time… I was at the bar with my best friend, and I felt like I was getting stabbed in the chest!

Random stranger 1: Stabbing pain… hmm. Were you drinking alcohol?

Ava: No. I’m the barista/ bartender.

Random stranger 2: Were you exhausted, stressed, or having extreme emotions?

Ava: I don’t know… maybe? I mean, I was frustrated at this girl chatting up my best friend… like seriously, what a fuckin’ flirt! Like, stay away from Bea!!!! 🤬

Random stranger 1: 👀

Random stranger 2: Oh honey…

Ava: WHAT? Am I terminal??!

Random stranger 3: Lol, you have no idea, don’t you??

Random stranger 4: Oh poor baby…

Ava: Am I gonna die?? 😭

Random stranger 5: So you initially mentioned your heart beats fast at times… when did it last happen? 🤭

Ava: Well, the most recent one was the other night… I was getting drunk with my best friend, and we were dancing… and Bea is like so good at everything, and so of course I was watching her… and I just felt it.. my heart was palpitating like crazy! Oh god, it's happening now because I'm thinking about it!!! HELP! What do I do??!

Random stranger 5: Oh you are so adorable, op!

Random stranger 3: First time I’m witnessing an awakening!

Ava: I’m confused…

Random stranger 2: Oh we know you are, lol

Random stranger 1: I’ll be the bad guy ripping the band aid. Listen up, op. Surprise, you’re in love with your best friend!!

Ava: …

Random stranger 2: Op? You okay there?

Ava: omg omg omg

Random stranger 4: And there it is…

Ava: I’m in love!

Ava: And I was jealous of the girl at the bar!

Ava: Oh wow, I’m an idiot!!

Random stranger 3: Yes, yes, and yes.

Ava: What do I do???

Random stranger 1: Two ways, tell her outright or slow burn your way into her heart!

Random stranger 2: Go get her!

Ava: I’m gonna think this over… but thanks, everyone!

Random stranger 5: Happy to help, op.

…

…

Meanwhile…

Beatrice: Hello everyone. I just want an advice. How do I get over my feelings for my straight best friend?

Random stranger 1: Your name is Beatrice… hmm… Bea? 👀

Random stranger 2: And the plot thickens…

…

Beatrice: *confused at all the responses and thinks to herself* Oh never mind. Consulting the internet… tsk. Who would actually be stupid enough?

…

…

And that’s that. Lol.

I can definitely see Ava as someone who goes on the internet for everything. Someone who posts about every little thing, has multiple accounts on social media, sometimes trolls forums as a fake nun, and probably sends lots of senseless pictures and memes to Beatrice and everyone else.

Other WN incorrect quotes/ dialogue fics: 21 | 22 | 23

#avatrice #ava silva #sister beatrice #warrior nun #incorrect warrior nun quotes #dialogue fic #by rambling-addict #i’m back with this shit lol

[starsfic]

Shadowvenom my beloved

But this time it’s Zhizhu that’s having a bad day.

Macaque tries to convince her to take some time for herself to nap it off or rest.

But he should know that even when she’s in need of comfort, he still is her precious moonstone that also acts as a stress toy

"Uh...Queenie?"

"Mm."

"What are you-Hey! What are you doing-?"

"Mhm. Soft..."

"Zhizhu-"

"Mmf-"

"Zhizhu, when I said you should take the day off, I didn't mean this-"

"Hush. Squishy."

#my writing #dialogue fic #Shadowvenom #LMK #Monkie Kid #Lego Monkie Kid #Macaque #Spider Queen #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #prompt fill #prompt fic

[fuckyeah-beringandwellsfics]

Disclosure

submitted by: Anonymous

Link and AO3 details: Disclosure (11049 words) by @apparitionism Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Warehouse 13 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Myka Bering/Helena "H. G." Wells Characters: Myka Bering, Helena "H. G." Wells, Claudia Donovan, Pete Lattimer, Christina Wells Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe-Psychology Study Series: Part 1 of Interpersonal Summary: Two previously unacquainted people participate in a psychology study about the generation of interpersonal closeness. Will interpersonal closeness in fact be generated? Well, here are a couple of pieces of pertinent information: one person’s name is Myka Bering; the other person’s name is Helena Wells. If you were betting, what sort of outcome would you put your money on?

Please tell us why you like this fic so much!

Because it's almost entirely dialogue between two people who don't know each other, and as you read they slowly reveal more and more about themselves. And that is my Best Thing.

Additional info:

There is a sequel!

#bering and wells #warehouse 13 #AU #dialogue fic #disclosure #apparitionism #anonymous submision #published 2016 #submitted 2023-04 #2023 #april 2023

[wellamarke]

Drabble #448

VII: character is given a serum that enhances senses

“Wow! All the others are catching up with touch now.”

“All what others? What?”

“All my other senses! Touch isn’t my best one anymore. I don’t think I have a best one. They’re all equal!”

“Terrific.”

“…I wonder if he’s got enhanced common sense now too.”

“You see, you said that so quietly just then, but I could still hear! It would be great if I was a spy or something. Or… an ice-cream van man.”

“What does an ice-cream van man need supersonic hearing for?”

“I don’t know. I was just listing things it would be great to be.”

#cabin pressure #arthur shappey #dialogue fic #set 45 #drabble a day

[flannelepicurean]

What’s uuuuuuuuuuuppp, honey buns? ⭐ 💖 💖 💖 ⭐ It’s new, it’s fresh, it smells like sunscreen!

NGL, for real, this one’s coming to ya because I was playin’ My Time at Portia (highly recommend BTW, it’s like if Stardew Valley and one of the 3D Legend of Zelda games had a baby), listening to the excellent soundtrack flow. And the first time that summertime jam, Lazy Days, came on, I was like, “Hmm, this sounds like some goof in a summery or tropical setting tryna be a li’l smoove with someone who is perhaps a tad reluctant OH! I KNOW EXACTLY TWO IDIOTS WHO...” 😂 😂 😂

All dialogue, no descriptions, because that’s just how it came to me, and I think it’s funnier that way. 😘

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dragon Ball Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Son Goku/Vegeta (Dragon Ball) Characters: Son Goku (Dragon Ball), Vegeta (Dragon Ball) Additional Tags: Flirting, Day At The Beach, Beaches, Drinking, Conversations, Teasing, Denial of Feelings, Implied Sexual Content, All Dialogue, Vegeta is bad at feelings, Flustered Vegeta, flirty Goku Summary: A tropical sunset. An iconic shirt. An all-dialogue adventure of a hero fueled by maybe one too many tropical drinks trying to smooth-talk (and maybe trick) a proud and somewhat prickly prince into giving him a kiss.

#fanfic #fanfiction #my writing #dragon ball z #goku #dbz goku #vegeta #dbz vegeta #kakavege #tropical #beach day #flirting #tropical drinks #conversation #dialogue #dialogue fic #teasing #what happens in the fusion state #makes for a great first date #wink wink #goku being a mmassive flirt #he thinks he's smooth #vegeta is bad at feelings #he tries to hide it #flustered #vegeta being flustered #flustered vegeta #badman shirt #it's magical #shut up and kiss me

[tangent101]

Critical Role Fake Spoiler

Imogen: (Sending) Mom, I need to tell you something, desperately. I'm a lesbian, and this is my girlfriend Laudna...

#critical role fake spoiler #dialogue fic

[thebmatt]

FFXIV Write 2022 Prompt #25 – Free Day!

It’s the final Sunday of September, which means our last Free day!

One last time, let me remind you that this year, since I was not able to dedicate the whole of Write 2022 towards my alternate universe characters detailed in this post here, I’m using the free days to create a series around them.

This picks up directly where Day 18’s response left off

“All right, Y’shtola. What sort of dastardly pirate have you found for us in Limsa?”

“Amusing as ever, Thancred.”

“Am I wrong?”

“Not…..entirely”

“Ha!”

“If you are quite finished….my potential comes to us via the Upright Thieves. Her name is Rheika Aliapoh, and her skills at infiltration, subversion, and knifework rival Thancred’s”

“Oh come on, now that’s just hurtful-“

“Thancred, I beg of you, pray stop interrupting Y’shtola every fifteen seconds.”

“Very well, Papalymo, but only because you asked so kindly.”

Sigh “Y’shtola, how did a Keeper of the Moon end up in Limsa Lominsa’s spy ring?”

“Details of her past are hard to come by, but thankfully her cohorts know of me, and h ave been forthcoming with what they know. They rescued her from a slave ship.”

“Twelve forfend…”

“Apparently the crew was looking to profit in the wake of the Calamity and kidnapped a number of refugees, orphans, and similar souls. The Upright Thieves were able to save them all and return them to safety….all but Rheika. She had nowhere to go, claiming that the fires took her whole family. Jacke took pity on the girl and the group took her in, training her in their combat arts as a focus for her grief. She has been part of them ever since.”

“How did you come to meet her? Has the situation in Limsa grown so dire as to warrant their intervention?”

“Not yet, thankfully. The Thieves have come under fire, so to speak, from a small but vocal portion of the Yellowjackets who believe their methods are barbaric and outdated, no better than the pirates that refuse the Admiral’s call and prey on Limsan vessels. The thieves have enrolled a small number of their members within the Adventurer’s guild as a sort of “outreach program” to show their devotion of the betterment of the city-state. That is how I met Rheika.”

“Is their goodwill attempt actually working?”

“It has not silenced their detractors, no. But they do not seem to be growing in number, either. Their latest counter is that the Thieves are using the cover of the effort to spy on the populace. Which, to be fair, they are, albeit not in the manner claimed.”

“Hang on, if she was raised by the group, her loyalty to them’s gotta be strong, right? Why would she want to leave them to join us?”

“A fair question, Yda, and indeed she intimated that she would never want to when I made subtle overtures to her. However, Jacke realized my intent as well, and believes that becoming a member of our organization will be good for her, and has agreed that, if we vote to extend the invitation, he will do all in his power to encourage Rheika to accept. He believes that it would be good for her, to help her continue to heal from the tragedy of the Calamity, in ways the Thieves cannot. And we would benefit from her considerable skills as well, of course.

“What do you make of her, personally?”

“That is perhaps the biggest sticking point. I will not lie, Rheika’s personality is….rough. She cares little for diplomacy or social niceties, unless she is performing them as part of some information gathering effort. She does not trust easily, and according to Jacke, had a habit of disobeying orders when she first joined the Thieves. I say ‘had’, because she seems to no longer have that issue with Jacke, at least, but the concern that she may do so within our ranks is there. “

“Sounds like ‘prickly’ is the best word to describe her overall, then.”

“Much as I dislike labeling people with single-word descriptors, I find that in this case, it is accurate. That being said, I believe with time and the assistance of Jacke’s persuasions, we can win her trust, and that what she brings to our table skillwise will be more than sufficient to compensate for personal disagreements until such time. Ultimately, Rheika does enjoy helping innocent people from the predations of others, and I think giving her a chance to do so on a larger scale will ultimately cause her to accept our offer.”

“Very well. If there are no objections? Then I thank you all for your continued efforts, and hopefully will see you all soon, hale and with new allies. This concludes our meeting, may you walk in the light of the Crystal!”

#Final Fantasy XIV #FFXiv Write 2022 #minfilia warde #yda hext #thancred waters #papalymo totolymo #Dialogue Fic

[raz-writes-the-thing]

Sweet Like Chocolate (Venom Drabble)

Eddie/Venom x GN!Reader / requests are open

Summary: Venom's enjoys it when you're his host.

CW: fluff, making fun of Eddie

Venom Tag List: (send an ask to be added to a tag list!)

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WE ARE NOT A BABY.

You tut and continue about making Venom’s tater tots. It hadn’t really been a genuine thought. It’s just that when you and Eddie trade Venom between you like parents trading a toddler for alone time, it kind of felt that way at times. Not that you were complaining, of course. Any time with Venom piggybacking in your head was time well spent in your own personal opinion. 

It was just a shame that you weren’t a better match. Then he could come around with you more often. But no, that was Eddie’s responsibility, it would seem. 

“I know, V- you know how human brains work. Thoughts just pop in unannounced.” 

I WILL ALLOW IT.

 

You chuckle and pour yourself a glass of wine. A tendril of Venom’s form spreads from your back to put the wine bottle away for you, and you thank him kindly. Checking the timer on the tots, you frown. They were going to be at least another fifteen minutes. 

“What do you want to do tonight, V?” You ask, plopping down on the lounge chair and taking a sip. 

WE WANT TO SPEND TIME WITH YOU. 

You smile softly, and Venom chuckles in your brain in response. That took some getting used to, actually, hearing someone laugh in your mind. But like all things, you acclimated. 

“We’re doing that, buddy,” you reply. 

YOU ARE FAR NICER THAN EDDIE. EDDIE IS MEAN. 

You take another swig of your wine and flick the TV on quietly, flipping through to get to Venom’s favourite channel. 

“How do you mean? Eddie’s a sweetie deep down,” you respond, finally finding the channel and putting the subtitles on for yourself. Eddie was always a sweetie. It was just that he was a bit gruff. Venom grunts. 

EDDIE’S AN ASSHOLE. 

You hear the bathroom door creak open and turn around, seeing Venom’s tendril rooting around in there for something. You don’t question it further than that, knowing that whatever he’s looking for will be found. 

You’re proven correct when the tendril returns with your hairbrush. You dutifully fluff your hair out from the neck of your cardigan for Venom, who hums appreciatively and begins to brush at your hair. 

It’s something he likes to do for you. You’re not sure whether it’s because he enjoys the sensation himself, or whether it’s something he does for you. It could be both, all things considered. Your eyes flutter shut, and you lose yourself in the motions for a few minutes. 

“He can be an ass,” you finally acquiesce. “But he means well.” 

Venom’s head materialises from over your shoulder and faces you. His tendril pauses its ministrations in your hair for a moment, and he appears thoughtful. 

“I suppose,” Venom replies. “We prefer you. Prettier host.” 

You flush pink and brush a hand over Venom’s cheek. Or what would be his cheek, you supposed? 

“You’re a sweet thing, V.” 

Venom nods, ripples of his skin flowing over his form. 

“Like chocolate, yes?” 

You laugh and make to get up when the timer for the tater tots goes off. 

“Like chocolate.”

#eddie brock x reader #eddie brock imagine #eddie brock scenario #eddie brock oneshot #eddie brock one-shot #eddie brock one shot #eddie brock headcanon #eddie brock headcanons #eddie brock hc #eddie brock hcs #eddie brock fanfiction #eddie brock fanfic #eddie brock fic #eddie brock x you #eddie brock x y/n #eddie brock blurb #eddie brock drabble #eddie brock dialogue #venom x reader #venom x you #venom x y/n #venom fanfiction #venom oneshot #venom imagine #venom drabble #venom blurb #veddie x reader #veddie #tom hardy #tom hardy fanfic

[yuwigqi]

HC an actual real forensic psychologist interviews Joker, and realizes he does not meet the legal requirements for being mentally unfit to stand trial (TRUE), and the jury finds he does not meet the requirements for criminal insanity (TRUE) and he is sentenced to death and just like actually successfully executed by Belle Reve Penitentiary.

Batman's official statement "I do not kill. However, I do not give formal statements in political issues, such as the death penalty. If Joker escapes, I will send him back to Belle Reve, regardless of whatever sentencing he receives. I am a Vanguard. I am not a New Jersey Apex Court Justice. Sentencing is outside my jurisdiction or personal interests. Thank you."

Orphan's statement is "I believe wholeheartedly in the sanctity of life. However, I am not opposed to euthanasia."

Red Hood gets hired as a literal Seasonal Summer Worker for Belle Reve, and stands guard.

Barbara Gordon gets hired as Belle Reve Archivist.

Duke Thomas speaks publicly about the Justice System's constant ignorance of the realities of Mental Illness, and the pathologization of acts of violence as mental illness, as well as how white men are frequently given passes for violence by the justice system.

The Joker is executed on April 1st. He is cremated, and his ashes are used in compost alongside goat and pig manure.

Dr. Harleen Quinzel is tried as well, and actually found criminally insane, and after 1 year in psychiatric hospital, and triweekly therapy, she has shown proof of improvement and rehabilitation, 2 years after that, her licensure is reinstated. Instead of going into patient practice, she does psychiatric research, and publishes several papers on the interactions of PTSD and psychotic disorders, as well as developing counseling treatments for domestic abuse and cult survivors.

"Jokes on You Day" becomes a national holiday.

#The Joker #Harley Quinn #Duke Thomas #Signal #Jason Todd #Red Hood #Bruce Wayne #Batman #Batfam #Cassandra Cain #Orphan #Black Bat #Barbara Gordon #Oracle #Genuinely long considered writing a fic on this #But I really do not want to write that much Joker dialogue lol

[movedtodykedvonte]

*Spidey and the Sinister Six having their usual fight*

Doc Ock, landing a hit: You’re getting slow Spider-Man! Age finally catching up to you?

Spider-Man: You wish! I haven’t even hit my 30s! From those costumes I can already tell I failed to save you guys from those midlife crises! Sorry by the way.

Vulture: Watch it wallcr- wait… Did you just say your not in your thirties yet?

Spider-Man: Surprised that this spiders so young and spry? Well-

Electro: Dude I’ve been fighting you for at least 5 fucking years! How old even are you?

Shocker, joking cause he’s the only one who picked up no grown adult acts likes Spidey: Don’t swear in-front of the boy you don’t want him to pick it up.

Rhino: Christ! You’re tellin me I almost crushed some 12-year-olds skull all those years ago?

Spider-Man, regretting his quipping: I was not that young! Like just starting freshman year but-

Sandman, horrified as he’s the only one with a kid and dad instincts(as of my iteration): I could’ve killed a kid…

Shocker, genuinely curious: Are you even old enough to drink? Cruel to kill a man who ain’t had his first drink yet.

Electro: Please tell us you’re at least over 25 as of this fight. Hell, I’ll take over 21!

Spider-Man:….

Sandman, realizing just how young he really is: Oh my god.

Spider-Man: My birthday’s coming up soon so I guess it counts?

Doc Ock, exacerbated: It. Does. Not!

Vulture: What would your mother think if she knew her son was out here risking his life telling poorly constructed jokes?

Spider-Man, offended cause it quips slap: 1. My jokes are great 2. She and my dad are dead so-

Sandman, hysterical cause holy shit he almost killed a kid orphan: OH MY GOD!

#they now think he’s some homeless orphan fighting crime cause it’s the only thing he has #my fav hc are the villains earlier in spideys career are completely against harming kids #so to figure out the hero of New York was like a child they plan to torture before unmasking and killing is well #not great on their minds and little sense of morality #I wanted to write a fic about this but ao3 is dead so take this flash dialogue fic instead #I need to sleep for work #doc ock #sinister six #doctor octopus #otto octavius #the ​sandman #flint marko #the rhino #Alexei Sytsevich #the shocker #herman schultz #electro #maxwell dillon #the vulture #adrian toomes #peter parker #spider-man #spiderman

[ellayuki]

01102022 - 9-1-1

~

“I swear to God, October first is way too early to start thinking about Halloween.”

“Is it? I don’t think it is. There’s so much planning-”

“Oh, don’t you start, too. I’ve already had this conversation with Christopher this morning before work.”

“You did, huh? He asking for something extra scary this year?”

“Actually…”

“What is it?”

“He said he wants to ask for your opinion on something.”

“My opinion?”

“Yeah. Wouldn’t tell me what, exactly, about, but you know how Chris is when he gets something in his head.”

“Stubborn like you, you mean?”

“Oh, ha-ha. Ass.”

“But like, in all seriousness now, if you guys want, you can come over after we’re done with this shift. I’ll cook, and hear Chris out.”

“Was more thinking you could come over to ours. Since, you know, I actually have a couch.”

“Then I expect to be fed well.”

“Yeah, yeah. You’re just taking advantage now.”

“Hey, I’ve cooked for you guys for years. Your turn now.”

“Mhm.” 

“Or. You admit I’m the better cook.”

“As if.”

“Knew you’d say that. Anyway. Dinner, Halloween planning with Chris, maybe some beers after-”

“‘Maybe’?”

 “Yeah, ok, shut up.”

“Seriously, though. Thanks, Buck.”

“Always.”

#911 fox #eddie diaz #evan buckley #buddie #buckley diaz family #911 #by moi #fic #my fic #2022 fic #911fic #dialogue only #dialogue fic

[rambling-addict]

(The gang, minus Beatrice, finds Ava crying.)

Camila, Mary, Lilith: *enters Avatrice’s apartment, only to find it almost completely engulfed in darkness*

Camila: Uh, hello? Ava?

Mary: What the fuck happened here?

Lilith: *in a low voice* Stay vigilant, sisters. Something’s not right.

Mary: *nods* Camila, text Bea.

Camila: Already sent.

Lilith: Let’s check the bedroom first.

…

Silently, the three walked to the bedroom and there they found Ava curled on the bed and bawling her eyes out.

…

Camila: Ava! *rushes towards the girl* Are you okay?!

Ava: *slumps into Camila’s arms and sobs into her chest* I-It hurts…

Mary: *also frowning and goes to the other side of Ava, looking her over for visible injuries* What hurts? Talk to us!

Ava: Bea…

Lilith: *watches in worry* You know what? I’ll grab Beatrice myself. I’ll be back! *teleports away and to the bar where Beatrice is currently on shift*

Ava: *cries harder*

Camila: *starts tearing up*

Mary: C’mon, Silva. Tell us what’s wrong.

Ava: I… *hiccups*

Mary: *gently coaxes her to continue*

Ava: *grabs her phone* H-Here, listen… *plays Taylor Swift’s song, You’re Losing Me*

Mary: *frowns in confusion* Cam, explain this to me?

Camila: *eyes widening* Did you and Bea break up??

Ava: *wails*

Camila, Mary: *jaws dropped open as the sad song kept playing in the background*

Camila: *crying along and hugs Ava tighter* Oh Ava… (In her mind, she’s thinking, ‘my ship has sunk, oh nooo, this is the worst day of my life’)

Mary: Maybe you misunderstood, Ava… Bea loves you!

Ava: *hiccups* I-I know… we’re not…

Mary: Not what?

Ava: We’re not broken up…

Camila: *stops and wipes her eyes* Wait, what? You’re not?

Ava: *shakes her head*

Mary: Now, I’m even more confused. What the fuck is going on then?!

…

Just then, Lilith teleports in with Beatrice.

…

Camila: Bea! Are you thinking of breaking up with Ava?!?

Beatrice: That’s absurd. Of course not!

Lilith: Then for crying out loud, explain this madness!

Beatrice: *sighs and casually walks over to the trio on the bed* Ava…

Ava: *automatically clings to Beatrice like a koala* Don’t leave me, Bea…

Beatrice: *rolls her eyes and stops the playing song* I thought I told you to stop listening to the song, darling.

Ava: *sniffles* I can’t help it… it’s sooo good, but it’s so fuckin’ sad!

Camila, Mary, Lilith: *gapes in shock and annoyance, finally catching on why Ava was being dramatic*

Camila: Were you crying because of Taylor Swift’s song?? I mean, yeah, it’s good, but c’mon! Ava! I thought you guys broke up!! My ship! You almost gave me a heart attack!

Ava: *grins guiltily* Sorry?

Lilith: What a nuisance. I’m out of here. *teleports away*

Mary: *flicks Ava on the forehead*

Ava: Ow!! The hell was that?! *leaning into Bea’s hand as she caressed her forehead*

Mary: That’s what you get, you dumbass! You had us worried for nothing!

Ava: I said I’m sorry! The song just got to me!

Mary: *rolls her eyes* Come, Cam… let’s go find Lil…

Camila: *hugs Avatrice* I’m so glad you two aren’t broken up! We’ll come back with Lilith for dinner!

…

The couple waved as Mary and Camila left.

…

Beatrice: So… are you okay?

Ava: Yeah, I’m okay. Just the thought of losing you… I can’t fathom it, Bea. You’ll tell me when you’re not happy, right?

Beatrice: As long as you do the same, darling.

Ava: *smiles* Deal.

Beatrice: *kisses her forehead and smiles back, eyes shining* And for the record… I will always do anything and everything to keep you happy. I’ll risk it all, if that means I’ll never lose you. And most importantly, I will always choose you.

Ava: I choose you, too. *kisses Beatrice with all the love she had*

…

A few minutes later…

…

Ava: *comfortable in Bea’s cuddle* So you listened to the song, too, huh?

Beatrice: It’s relatable. She’s well-versed.

Ava: *chuckles* Don’t worry. I won’t tell Lilith you’re a Swiftie, too.

Beatrice: *shrugs* Pretty sure she’s one, too, to be honest.

Ava: *laughs* Oh, I love you, Bea…

Beatrice: *smiles softly* I love you, too, darling.

I just know Ava is a Swiftie. Bea is, too. Can’t convince me otherwise, lol.

On a serious note, isn’t it mind-blowing how Taylor Swift always writes the most heartbreaking songs? It’s another level. The songs just speak to your soul sometimes. My god, I’m a simp, I know. Sue me, lol.

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#avatrice #ava silva #sister beatrice #warrior nun #incorrect warrior nun quotes #dialogue fic #by rambling-addict #i miss avatrice #like a lot #a lot a lot

[ddejavvu]

more best friend james with no boundaries headcanons please 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽 like sirius and remus definitely side eye the two of you but they don’t ever make it noticeable 🫢 they’re just waiting for the two of you to finally get together 😵‍💫 like james definitely rests his hands in between your thighs when he’s cold and remus is always muttering to sirius how that is definitely not best friend behaviour

Sirius and Remus stop in tandem, beat up shoes stomping to a halt in the middle of the floor. It would be comical if their gazes weren't so scrutinizing and judgmental towards you where you're curled up in James's bed.

"Are we interrupting something?" Remus raises a brow at you where you lay pressed to James's chest, his hands wrapped around your waist and tucked into the space between your thighs. He'd been griping about the chill of the air against his hands after realizing they wouldn't stay tucked into the sleeves of his sweater, so when he'd pried your thighs apart to slip his hands between them, you'd let him get his fill of your body heat.

"Jus' the most boring book I've ever read," James drawls, popping his head lazily off of the pillow to stare at his friends, "Don't even know why she reads this shit, anyways."

"I read it because I like it," You hum, used to James's disdain of your more 'boring' (read: not dangerous, reckless, or foolish) hobbies, "But I'm more curious as to why you read it over my shoulder, James, if it's so boring and awful."

"Not much choice," He reasons, but you both know he could shut his eyes if he wanted to be free from your novel, and you squeeze your thighs together in hopes of pressing his hands painfully together as a reprimand.

James makes a sort of stunted groan as his knuckles scrape painfully together, but when you release your grip, he doesn't pull away. He merely settles his head back against the pillow, eyes sneakily roving over the page you're reading.

"Remus, a word." Sirius grabs the man by his right scarred hand, tugging him towards the closet. They disappear inside together, and when the door shuts behind them, and Sirius manages to swat the sleeve of his leather jacket out of his face, he stares at Remus with wide, urgent eyes.

"Did you see that?" Sirius gawps, as if maybe Remus hadn't noticed James's hands resting inches from your core, "That is not normal friend behavior?"

"I bet two galleons they kiss within the month," Remus wagers with a smirk on his face, and the expression is contagious where it transfers to Sirius right away.

"Within the week," Sirius solidifies his stance, holding a hand out for Remus to shake, "You've got a deal, Moony."

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The moment the closet door shuts behind Remus and Sirius, you crane your neck to look backwards at James.

"They're not even trying to hide it anymore," You breathe, keeping your voice low so that the two boys can't hear you, "What do you think they're doing in there?"

"Kissing, probably," James snorts, "Pulling someone into a closet by the hand is not normal friend behavior."

"When are they just gonna give it up?" You scoff, twisting back around to resume reading, "They're so obvious."

"Dunno, love." James hums, leaning forwards to press a kiss to your shoulder where your tank top has slid off of the skin there. He readjusts his hands between your thighs, nestling them imperceptibly closer to your heated core, "Some people are just oblivious."

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[bluegiragi]

patience and indulgence.

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(hey i drew this comic in collaboration with the very talented author prettyunhinged, who wrote an amazing fic to go along with it!!! please leave a comment and kudos if u read it, it's so perfect >.< but also do look at the tags first lmao )

#i drew this comic based purely on vibes and asked nira for help on dialogue #and then she went and wrote an entire fic like im literally the luckiest person in the world <3 #ghost spends this comic sticking his tongue down soap's throat #and also. other areas #but yes erm this is genuinely the only page i can post onto tumblr without getting sniped #happy early valentines day!! #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #cod mw2 #ghostsoap #giragi art