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topgunruinedme · 1 year
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Haze
Synopsis: Bob love you in entirety, meaning he never wanted to be parted form you. Leading to his solution doing push-ups with you on his back. After a few years he hardly felt them at all, so yes he smashed the rest of the aviators on deck, 200 nah 1000.
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Bob often trianed with you In the house, he often does push-ups her sitting cross legged on his back while she read her book out loud. She always worried about being to heavy but he always told her it was perfect.
So when he and Phoenix were shot down he had no issues with the push-ups, after the first 50 he lost track and got lost in his head, not breaking pace.
She laughed “are you sure Robby?” She asked in concern, he grinned “I’m serious”. He got into position and held his weight while she carfulky perched cross legged on his back he adjusted to the weight quickly felling the extra challenge, “is this aright?” She asked wearily. “Its perfect Darling” he soothed as he started his push-ups slowly to let her get settled into the movement so she didn’t fall off. “Now what’s the book you were reading?” He knew she was smiling as she started gushing about the book, before continuing to start reading it out loud to him, he never broke form or stopped. He had done it for so many years that he hardly felt them anymore.
He never flattered, perfect form. Not noticing when his team mate stood or when the next joined him on the ground. He came back to the world when a pair of boots stood infornt of him nudging one hand out form under him, but in stead of falling he confined his pace on one hand balancing his weight
“Bloody hell” he heard hangman whisper impressed, he glanced up not stopping, he could feel a soft ache in his muscles but he could keep going for a long while before his body forced him to stop. Maverick was standing in front of him, he was frowning.
“Sir?” He reacted swiftly when the man attempted to bring his other arm from under him his body fell slightly for a split second before he caught himself on his original hand. Continuing his pace, Maverick hummed.
“Have you been down here since the first run kid?” He asked, Bob blinked the sun was setting “Has there been more then one sir?”.
He could see Fanboy and Payback lounging in the shade under the jet wing, Hangman, Phoenix and Rooster were sitting not far from him watching. He saw Cyclone and Warlock talking by his right watching. Cyclone was holding a bottle of water another one sat by his foot.
He frowned at them, what was going on? “How many has he done?” Maverick asked Hondo, “i stopped counting after 800” the man said flatly.
“How long ago as that?” Hondo checked his watch “2 hours ago give or take?”.
“That happens sometimes sir, i get lost in my head and I loss time. Im not tired, a little sore. I can keep going” Bob offered not entirely sure why they were making a big deal about it but before Maverick could say anything Cyclone walked over, “As interesting as that could be I would prefer my WSO not getting heat stroke” he chucked the bottle in his hand at him and instinctively he rolled his body to his side landing in a safe roll catching the bottle laying on the tarmac on his back.
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Norman Bates - First encounter
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warning : Non consensual, drugging, creepy behavior, mental illness, dark theme, sleeping pills, no use of y/n
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°Since you set foot in his hotel on a rainy dark night. He looked up from his small reception and his eyes went to you, he was fascinated by you. The lightning in the sky seemed to illuminate you and you approached him with only the wood between you.
°It was like when Marion had come to him in the hotel and had aroused his interest. But she did not last long, his mother did not allow it. But now it seemed completely different. It all seemed so much stronger but he could not quite understand why. He could not understand why his mother did not say anything to the young woman who came in.
°,,Good evening Sir, what a terrible thunderstorm, do you have a room available?" she asked and pointed outside for a moment before shaking the rain from her umbrella. The dark-haired man could hardly take his eyes off her before he looked into his book. Well knowing that he had no guests, that he would not get any. But she greeted him with patience and kindness, leaning lightly against the wood and seeming pleased that he was there at all.
°That she was here only by chance and yet in his mind, next to his mother, something convinced him that she was here only because of him. That she had found her way here because of him. ,,Yes-yes, truly bad weather, one moment please," he replied, looking back at his book. He felt her gaze on him as he pretended to look for a free room. Knowing that it would be the room with the special extra.
°,,You're lucky, there's a room available with an adjoining bathroom and if you want something to eat I can make you something," he replied more hastily than intended and felt as if he were still giving her the whole plan. Saw how she seemed to think for a moment before deciding on the room. She took the room key from him and he had to hold back, her skin was so pleasantly soft and warm. Like a mother.
°She gave him one last grateful look before taking her suitcase in her hand again and walking towards the room with the key. She didn't see how he looked after her, demanding and yet reserved. His fingers closed tighter around his pen. She's perfect, Mother, it ran through his head as he set about eating.
°He hurried into the kitchen, knowing he wouldn't let her go. She had to stay with him. She mustn't go he heard her voice as he prepared the soup and paused. ,,But what if it happens again?" he asked and his arm moved twitching towards the locked cupboard. He involuntarily pulled out the key.
°He was afraid that it would go too far again, but the sight of her made him think that he could finally be perfect. Prove it to his mother and not have to leave her. So she stays with you said his mother, her voice so familiar as he took the small ampoule. He saw the wise powder that he carefully mixed in the soup dissolve.
°Walking from his house back to the motel, he recognized the soft rush of the shower and felt a thrill of curiosity and excitement run through his body. The thought of seeing her like this, without clothes he went into the room next to hers. He put the tray down carefully, trying to be as quiet as possible as he took the picture off the wall.
°Pressing himself closer to the wall and looking through it, he saw to his excitement that she had not closed the shower curtain. The water fell on her naked body and the foam of the soap was spreading over her body. She was beautiful the most beautiful woman he had ever seen more beautiful and almost more loving than his mother would even be to say and think it. He had to touch her.
°Only moments later he came to her room with the food and felt his heart beating fast. He had waited until the shower had gone out, she had finished and it wasn't too hard. He was afraid that she would leave, that it wouldn't work and that she would call the police. That his mother would end up in an institution. Shaking his head to banish the thoughts from his mind, he knocked on her door.
°,,I have your food," he said more quietly than necessary, almost afraid that she would not hear him. But only a moment later the door opened in front of him and wrapped in a bathrobe she stood there. Smiled at him before she said, ,,Thank you for the trouble, of course I'll pay extra for it" and took the food from him before she closed the door with a grateful wink.
°His heart never seemed to beat so fast. Her body in the bathrobe well knowing how she looked underneath. He stopped in front of the door and put his hand on the doorknob, he would not let her go.Tonight be patient he heard her voice and involuntarily detached himself from the door. He didn't want to leave, but he knew that he would have to wait a little.
°It seemed to take an eternity until she had finished eating and the light in her room went out. Before he dared to approach her room again and the time had come. He opened the door with his universal key and entered the dark room. The room was lit only by the moonlight that fell through the curtains as he walked to her bed.
°Saw her desirable body under the covers as he reached out his trembling hand to her. Saw in the dim light that she had completely eaten the soup. See the sleeping pills are working he heard her voice as he swallowed and put the blanket aside and saw her in her nightgown. The white thin fabric clung to her body and yet had shifted slightly.
°Embarrassed and yet full of excitement, he let his hand run over her body. Slightly pushed up the fabric of the nightgown and finally touched her warm soft skin. Drove up to her face and gently stroked the soft lips. His thoughts ran wild as he imagined having something like a family of his own for the first time.
°But as he ran his fingers through her hair, looking at the fabric, he finally understood why he liked her so much, why she wouldn't let him go, why he was so obsessed with her. She reminded him of his mother, she seemed to be her image in younger and yet she was not. But she was slightly different, was nice and friendly not controlling him like his mother.
°A fact that shocked him and yet in his mind it seemed normal that he found her so attractive. ,,She's pretty and helpless," he murmured, ignoring for a moment his mother's voice telling him to take her with him and drag her into the house. Instead, he took a moment to observe her. Leading over her body, he listened excitedly to each of her soft sounds and almost overdid himself.
°If his mother had not intervened and pulled him away from the woman, he would have truly overdone it. There'll be time for that later! she hissed and Norman took care of her car knowing she didn't need it anymore. Would perhaps rather sell it to buy her nice new clothes. Before he went back to her he slowly and carefully lifted her out of bed. Pressed her gently against her before he went with her into the main house.
°He knew she would not wake up for a few hours. Hours in which he prepared her room and made it as comfortable as possible before he laid her on the soft bed. Gently tucked her in and sat with her on the bed. ,,I'll be there when you're awake" he murmured and gently reached for her hand. But the softness of her skin, the warmth and love let him know that it was only a matter of time until he finally had her. Until his mother was with him again and she would love him. She had no choice.
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imvgeswrestling · 7 months
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doodlesandbooks · 2 years
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Some Bnha pro hero ladies that I really like the designs of!
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beatrack92 · 1 year
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Emma Bates 🇺🇸
2023 Boston Marathon
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headgehug · 1 year
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"What about you? What about your heart?"
"Haven't you heard? I don't have a heart. Everyone knows that."
"Not me, milady."
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thegirlwithataser · 2 years
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eddie and linda are best friends actually, they are the maddie and josh of season five no i will not be taking questions
related: whether we see it on screen or not, it is canon that once eddie is back with the 118 he and linda get coffee or a meal together once a week to catch up and share recipes and overall just be besties
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Wendy Byrde is what the Bates Motel writers thought they were doing
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imvgeswrestling · 4 months
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caranoirs · 1 year
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