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gothicflowers · 19 days

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Captain John *forgot to take his wedding ring off and can’t figure out why his team is staring at him* Price

#call of duty #cod #flowerwrites #captain john price #john price #captain johnathan price #john price cod #john price x reader #captain john price x you #captain john price x reader #john price x y/n #john price smut #john price imagine

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flowerwrites06 · 7 months

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flowerwrites request guide

Please read through this prior to submitting a request.

HOW TO SUBMIT

Send an ask through my inbox.

Don’t send replies as they are more tricky to organize.

Some months, I will also have a form for people to fill in.

BANNED TOPICS

Inappropriate content involving minors.

Incest.

The topics below are not banned but they will go through extra reviews on a case-by-case basis due to the sensitivity of the subject.

Mental or terminal illnesses.

Abuse.

Dub-con and non-con.

The topics below are not banned either but will be changed into a different subject matter to ensure a distinction between fiction and reality.

Idol AU or Idol related scenarios. E.g. If an idol request is given, I change it into a different musician or title just to keep distinction but your plot will stay the same and you will not be rejected.

Member x Member dynamics (e.g. a male OC will be added with one of the members instead).

GENERAL CONDUCT & RULES

Don’t request when requests are closed.

Don’t rush or demand your requests to be written.

Don’t spam similar requests in the same time bracket. It’s okay to have similar variations of the same idea but try to send them in the same ask or clarify that it’s an extension of your previous request.

My fanfics will have a named OC. Aside from personal preference, this is also specifically made to emulate the OC's in BTS music videos whenever romance/love is regarded (i.e. Highlight Reel, Standing Next to You, Seven etc.).

OT7 Requests will likely not be chosen so please choose one or two members that I can write as an alternative. Simple reason for this: they're seven whole characters for a usually simple romance story, and that's a headache to write.

That’s all, hope you understood the guide and let me know if you have questions!

SEND YOUR REQUESTS HERE!

#request guide #requests #flowerwrites

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katymcmahon62 · 5 years

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De Morte Magicae

Ok guys !! Stop what ur doing NOW !! And go read this f*cking really bdhbbgdsdsiufhs amazing story right now !! I’m serious !! Autor-nim is so talented, she deserves more kudos !! ♥ ♥

Summary:

Yoongi is sent away by his mother to a strange city to be an assistant for one of the best physicians ever known, Kim Seokjin. When mysterious killings and attempts on the Kings ensue, he is forced to be involved in a dormant war that could change his own dead-end fate and the people around him.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18488053/chapters/43808110

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ao3feed-minjoon · 4 years

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by flowerwrites

Car ride home gets a little heated when Namjoon notices Jimin looking particularly excited.

Words: 2561, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Park Jimin (BTS), Kim Namjoon | RM

Relationships: Kim Namjoon | RM/Park Jimin

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Not K-Pop Idols, Explicit Sexual Content, Blow Jobs, Semi-Public Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Daddy Kink, Spanking, Slight Pain Kink, Rough Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Car Sex, sub jimin is hella vocal, Dom/sub Play, Kim Namjoon | RM Is Whipped, Park Jimin (BTS) Is a Tease, Dom Kim Namjoon | RM, Sub Park Jimin (BTS)

#ao3feed #fanfic #minjoon #nammin

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ao3feed-namkook · 4 years

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Crystal Rainbow

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3bvLcCD

by flowerwrites

Namjoon finally talks to the faery with rainbow eyes and finds out his little secret.

Words: 2469, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Jeon Jungkook, Kim Namjoon | RM

Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Namjoon | RM

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Faeries - Freeform, Tentacles, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Tentacle Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Dom/sub, Master/Pet, belly bulge, Aftercare

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3bvLcCD

#namkook #bts #namkook fic #bangtan #kookiemonster #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts fan fiction #jeon jungko

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jeonsficrecs · 5 years

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#ot7

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ao3feed-jily · 3 years

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The exchange student

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3kHkjmq

by flowerwriter

a modern Hogwarts fanfic with an exchange program that brings Sirius from the USA to the UK.

Words: 409, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: James Potter, Minerva McGonagall, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Lucius Malfoy, Lily Evans Potter

Relationships: Remus Lupin/James Potter, Sirius Black & Remus Lupin, Sirius Black/Lily Evans Potter, James Potter/Lily Evans Potter

Additional Tags: Character Death, Angst, Fluff, Minor Violence

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3kHkjmq

#ao3feed #fanfic #Harry Potter #Jily #James Potter #Lily Evans #Lily Potter #Lily Evans Potter

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thesweetblossoms · 6 years

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The Heart Is A Meandering River

✨Life hangs in the balance of what we can see and what we cannot, like the musical flight of the moth. We turn many of our decision upon the intangible and invisible, for instance, we base significant iterations of our experience and of our aspirations on the indefinable and inimitable idea of love; We know pure love from our parents, siblings, friendships, our partners and our children, we sometimes feel love for an abstract concept, such as minimalism or poverty alleviation, we love and are tirelessly fond of certain activities, such as dancing, or arranging fresh cut flowers, or reading lyrical tomes, encoded with clues and ciphers from the past. Yet, we cannot hold or quantify love like inches of rain in the desert or the speed of moon swept winds above a lavender hill embroidered coast. Thus, I am convinced that the most beautiful elements are the ones that are unseen, such as the faithful return of birds to a pine and bluebell grove in the spring, or the grieving whale that carries her demised pup across oceans, or the ability to forgive and move forward from adverse situations and circumstances in the past. These twin unsighted abilities to love and forgive are precious as heirloom emeralds or the first jubilant encounter with a dolphin, they leaven the intractable heartache of doubts, unease, differences in opinion, misunderstandings and other strife inherent in all relationships. Perhaps, that is the secret charm to imbibing fully, lustily and headily of life, by loving beyond comprehension and having the ability to forgive in equal part for what is also unseen is the delicate and poetic harmony of chance, luck and destiny, that unveils as an ecstatic symphony, edging infinitesimally over the dissipating and lacy horizon.

In the scorching Sonoran desert the late August sun is suspended low and near, crisping the leaves of olive trees, it’s thirst robbing the potential splendor of vivid seagull beak pink and puckered tangerine zinnias, it’s twisting, biting, sharp and vicious intensity conspiring to slowly suffocate the tender branches of antique roses. Yet, despite many setbacks while learning to grow flowers in my covered south facing balcony garden, I ordered new flower seeds, as the excruciating desert boil will eventually be chased away by palmy, sprightly and pleasant late year temperature in the South West. I ordered a few of the seeds that grew well for me when I first set up my rows of terra-cotta pots and ebony grow bags, including lemon balm, poppies, borage, cornflowers and nasturtium, but added a few new varieties to practice, experiment, entice and see if I may conjure them from the reluctant soil and water starved air. As gardeners, we must be patient, diligent and sensitive, but above all, we must carry hope along the meandering rivers of our heart, to manifest blooms that may surprise us on an innocently trivial day, as well as ameliorate our woes on other tear stained, fraught ones. The roots escape from their shells seeking a redoubtable matrix, the palliative green shoots tentatively imbibing the light, the tranquil petals exulting in a memorable and intoxicating wonder, the thorns pricking at the thin blinds of illusion and the dew hastily giving us glimpses of bliss beyond.

The magic of candlelight in the dark, is a lullaby as well as a poetic duet with time and space. I light candles whenever I feel positive and optimistic about the moment. It is a physical means to adjusting and tuning the energy percolating all around us, the flickers lifting and suspending in the air, pulling us to higher realms. It is among my favorite times, as the children go to sleep, my husband wanders over to read or watch a film and I am so gently blessed with a few ambrosial moments alone, to think, read, write, listen to music or dance with the candlelight bearing witness to the haunting simplicity and the unimpeachable clarity that are the calling cards of quiet rooms, indolence and low, filamentous illumination. 🌛

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gothicflowers · 1 month

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Anon: Which COD man do you think eats pussy just to relax you? Like if you had a shit day, they don’t care about their needs they just get on their knees?

anon, I love you. And there are three characters that come to mind.

ALEX KELLER JOHN PRICE RUDY PARRA

He made it home first. You didn’t have time to hang your coat before he had you pressed against the wall in a heated kiss. Hands roaming all over.

“I missed you today, work has horrible” you whined to him as he made his way down kissing your neck. A soft sigh left your tired lips. He picks you up, hands on your ass underneath your skirt carrying you to the bedroom.

“Oh I could tell from your messages” he mumbled as his lips attacked your chest. Sucking little love bites into you.

“I want you so bad but I’m exhausted” you replied as he sat you onto the bed. Eyes desperate for him as you slowly blink tiredly.

He smirks “Oh baby, I’m not expecting anything from you. Now lay back, relax and keep those pretty legs open for me” his rough hands pull you in closer to him as his tongue drags through your soaked folds.

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flowerwrites06 · 2 years

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flowerwrites summer nectar series

Author’s Note: I was going to do something flower-related but curiosity got me searching whether fruits had special meanings and ideas behind them. Something that could conjure up a story. Apparently, they do and I somehow went twenty-three years not really knowing about it. Obviously, pomegranates are kind of obvious in their symbolism but lemons and watermelons too? To any fruit experts, yes I understand these fruits might not all grow in summer but the name was cute and I’m keeping it. Hope you enjoy this new series! I don’t normally do these kinds of things but I haven’t been this excited about a Tumblr project in a long time.

Introduction:

“Welcome to flowerwrites’ Summer Nectar Series! A place where we will explore a selection of delicious stories that may hopefully tickle your taste buds with delight. Some of them might not be as sweet but one still wants to bite into them, hoping that there might be a pleasant tinge somewhere in the process. Some drip with sweetness, so much that you fear your teeth might rot and your knees might give in. Choose your pick of the market, my friends and I hope you enjoy the harvest!”

LINK TO FIC

PLUM | the ripe, juicy and sometimes sour fruit represents hope, perseverance and finding beauty in adverse circumstances.

plot: the king and queen had a loving relationship for many years until family tragedy ripped the tapestry they had so tenderly sown.

pairings: namjoon x oc (name: helmina)

genre: royal au | marriage au

rating: mature

word count: 3k+

tags & warnings: both reader and namjoon are in their late thirties, side character death, parental grief, marital arguments, excessive drinking, talks of childbearing.

Coming Soon (Title not Final)

masterlist

#bts #bts fanfic #bts fanfiction #bts series #fanfic #fanfiction #namjoon #jungkook #seokjin #jimin #taehyung #hoseok #yoongi #fanfic series #fanfiction series #summer nectar

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carterxbabyarchived-blog · 7 years

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@flowerwrites is my 1x1, i’m just gonna throw this out there before I follow y’all.

#ooc.

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gothicflowers · 1 month

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Soap Mactavish who is an absolute manwhore but can’t talk to someone if he genuinely has a crush on them. He just gets real quiet and awkward because he knows he’ll say something stupid.

#call of duty #cod #flowerwrites #johnny soap mactavish #soap #john soap mactavish #soap mactavish

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gothicflowers · 1 month

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“General I’m not going to betray these men for no good reason” Graves growled at laptop as he spoke to Sheppard. “We have no reason to make a enemy out of the 141, this puts a target on my men’s back for no reason”

“I hired you, you’re going to as I say” Sheppard said plainly, his arrogance shining through.

Philip laughed and shook his head “Fuck you, my men ain’t doin’ shit” anger spewing from his voice “my men ain’t your military, I control what they do. Not you”

Sheppards eyes seemed to darken on the screen making graves question, what did he get his men into. “You see Commander… I’m not against playing dirty to win. It’s in your best interest to follow through with my demands and play dirty”

Graves sneers “My best interest? Fuck you”

“I don’t think you understand my words commander. Your men ain’t the only thing you got to lose, so you will do as I order” Sheppard lets out a low chuckle “you see, I’ve had eyes on that pretty little thing you try to keep hidden”

Graves freezes in place “What the fuck did you just say” his teeth grinding together and his fists clenching. If the General was in this room with him now he’d already be strangling him.

Sheppard scoffed “It would be a damn shame to put a few marks of that pretty face” Sheppard switched his camera off, the picture feed changing to a live video of graves sweetheart sitting on their front porch peacefully “you do what I say and you’ll still have your lover when you get home” Sheppard leans back in his chair satisfied with graves terrified expression “and if you don’t listen to my orders Commander, I’ll give them the courtesy of it being quick and painless”

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gothicflowers · 1 month

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John looks up at your beautiful face as you enter his field of vision. It’s been a while since he last seen you.

“There you are” he says with a smile. “Sorry it took me so long” he coughs out.

You kneel between his sprawled out legs “It’s alright, I didn’t expect to see you again so soon” your voice as soft as a rose petal. His eyes stay steady on you. He can’t see anything but you, everything else faded to black. But not you, you’re as bright as the sun draped in silk and gold.

“Now what” he asked quietly.

You tell him only what he needs to hear “Now you can rest” your warm hands cradle his face as he takes a deep breath.

“I think I will” his face relaxes from the pain, with a content smile he closes his eyes.

Mission Report:

Makarov was killed via gunshot fired by Captain John Price.

John Price: KIA

Mission status: Complete

#call of duty #cod #flowerwrites #captain john price #john price #captain john price x you #captain johnathan price #captain price smut #captain price x reader #captain john price x reader #john price cod #john price imagine #john price x reader #john price x you #john price x y/n

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gothicflowers · 28 days

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Kyle “gripping the counter so he doesn’t collapse when he looks down at your pretty face” Garrick

#call of duty #cod #flowerwrites #Gaz #kyle gaz garrick x reader #kyle gaz garrick #kyle garrick #gaz x reader #gaz x you #gaz x y/n

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gothicflowers · 1 month

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John Price x f!Reader

“Of course my love, always”

SFW + Fluff

“Hello, names John price. Laswell has told me all about you” the broad shouldered British man eagerly shook your hand.

You could feel your face heating up at the sight of him “All good things I hope”

“Well you are as beautiful as she said” he said before he could think.

“You always this cheeky” you ask

“Of course my love, always” he grinned

Stretching out your arms you look to John “Thank goodness we got all that paperwork done”

“Agreed, i don’t even want to look at my computer for the next week” John lets out a sigh and sinks into his chair.

“Understandable” you giggle at his tired expression “and with how late it is I refuse to cook dinner when I get home” your stomach rumbling since it was almost ten at night.

John perks up with a idea “Pub down the end of the street has good food, come with me”

Cocking your eyebrow you take a chance to flirt with him “You asking me out to dinner John”

“Only if you accept” a cheeky smile shines across his tired face.

“A dance studio” John asks intrigued.

“That’s the dream, I still work as a choreographer when I actually have time” you giggle at his surprise. Walking back over you hand him a cup of coffee.

“You sure are full of surprises” John never fails to be amazed at your talents.

“They charge you too much for rent for this bullshit” John grunts as he’s trying to fix the kitchen sink

“I know, landlord won’t even call a repair company for anything” your hands on your hips as you watch him work. He insisted you go back to watching your show, but who would pass up watching him in a fitted shirt and jeans.

“How about we stop trying to keep this place from flooding and you just move it with me” John’s expression was dead serious.

“You’re ready to wake up to me every morning”

John sets the wrench on the floor and looks at you with adoration “Of course my love, always”

“We should get a dog” you casually said as you made the way up the steps to his mom’s home.

“A dog” John had never considered getting a dog before, always on missions without someone to watch a furry companion.

“Yes, like a corgi” your fascination with the dog breed was something you loved to talk about.

“How about a fish”

“How long” you asked trying to gather your feelings. You’re still getting used to the idea him leaving not just as your boss, but as your partner.

“Two months, give or take a few weeks” John nonchalantly says as he throws the ball for the corgi puppy he got you.

“You promise to come back to me” you wrap your arms around him looking into his golden brown eyes.

“Of course my love, always” John leans in to kiss you.

You heard the front door open and close and a gruff voice trying to calm the excited dog greeting him.

“You’re back” you round the corner excitedly.

“As promised” John looks up at you and his body language visibly relaxes at the sight of you. Home.

“Sooner than expected” you smile

His hands pull you in close “Told the boss lady to speed things up, have someone waiting on me at home” a smirk comes across his lips as he leans down to kiss you.

You both relax on the beach watching the sunset during your much needed vacation. Sitting on the blanket with your drink in hand you watch as John shifts to his knees.

“I had a whole speech planned out for this. But I don’t think I’ll ever have the right words to describe my love for you. Will you marry me” John asks breathlessly awaiting your response.

You couldn’t get the words out at first, just nodding yes over and over. “Of course” you blurt out as a tear of joy falls.

“How long” you ask. You could tell by John’s body language he was not confident about this mission.

He sighs as his hand come to the back of his neck “I don’t know”

“You come back to me, promise” your loving voice says to him. You’d wait an eternity if that’s what it takes.

“Of course my love, always” John nods with a half assured smile, worried that he might break his promise this time.

“John, what happened” you caress his cheek looking at the stitched up cut. Hugging him gently not to hurt his slow healing bullet wounds.

“I’m alive don’t worry about the rest” he knew seeing the tears coming from your eyes he couldn’t let this happen again.

“You came back, and that’s all that matters”

“Of course my love, always”

“You don’t have go to the store with me, you’ve been gone nine months. Rest my love” you tell him. He hasn’t left your warm embrace all week since his return.

“Unfortunately for you, I’m going with. Being around you is my peace and rest”

“I’m sorry, there’s no heartbeat” the doctor says to you both. Your heart shatters into a million pieces. John’s heart breaks at the loss and watching the most important person in his life fall apart in his arms.

“Is it something I did, is there something I could have done” you sob.

“Unfortunately miscarriages are more likely in the first trimester. You did nothing wrong Mrs.Price.” The doctor softly replied as you cried into John’s chest.

“It’s going to be okay, we’re gonna get through this together” John whispers while kissing your temple.

“I love you” you say through the tears.

John’s hand squeezes yours “I love you always”

“Enjoy the retirement captain” ghost says to John. A bittersweet moment to their paths departing one another. They’ll meet again someday you’re sure, but not like this. Just as friends

“Take care Simon” John says softly

“Always John” Simon says with a soft smile.

“You ok love” you whisper to John as he sits up in the bed from his nightmare.

“You’re still by me, so of course my love, always”

John quickly grabs the ringing phone “Thank you for calling Artistry Dance Studio, how can I help you. Yes the owner is in, would you like to speak with her” if you would have told John fifteen years ago he’d be retired and helping run his wife’s dance studio he’d have laughed. But he’s happy.

“boy or girl” he softly asked.

“It’s a girl” the nurse said.

John didn’t have words, he only had tears of joy as the newborn was placed on your chest.

“Are you gonna be here to pick me after” the shy little girl asks John.

“Of course my love, always” he was wrapped around his daughter’s finger. He watched her walk into the preschool classroom and take her seat trying not to cry.

You all sat down outside on the porch enjoying the weather and John’s culinary skills that prepared dinner.

“Taste alright” John questioned.

“Of course my love, always” you happily replied.

Looking at your daughter you nod at John giving him the green light. “You know how you asked for another sister” John told his little girl. She nods excitedly.

“You’re getting two more little sisters” you happily say. Yours and John’s little five year old couldn’t contain her excitement.

“Can you grab your sisters blankets from inside” John asks his eldest daughter.

“If I do can I grab a chocolate from the jar” your daughter that is so much like her father asks.

John whispers to her. “Yes, don’t let your sisters see though. They’ll wipe the jar clean of what’s left”

“Thanks dad” her little voice whispers back.

“Of course my love” he smiles watching her run back inside.

John bear hugs all his daughters after handing them each a bouquet of flowers. The twins first ballet show and your eldest first solo performance. “You did such a beautiful job my loves. I’m so proud of you all” he turns to you after putting them down. He hands you a bouquet of your favorite flowers “and you my love, as amazing show as always” he gives you a quick kiss on the lips.

You giggle “Thank you. You know, I should have gotten my assistant flowers as well.” Your finger hooks onto his belt loop discreetly, pulling him just a little closer “He actually hand sewed three costumes, I think I’m gonna give him something better than flowers.” you sweetly said. John’s face turns just a little pink at your words.

“Hey dad” your oldest runs into the house almost yelling “I passed my permit! Can we go practice driving now” she was overjoyed to learn.

“Good job kiddo, of course we can. Let me grab my coat” John was excited to teach her, but it also means his baby was getting older. She looks just like her mom only with John’s dark hair. And no matter how old she gets he still sees her as a chubby baby, gripping his finger as he rocked her to sleep.

“Mom! She took them again!” The oldest twin yells out from her room.

You sigh as your two teenagers always bicker over yet another pair of shoes, last week it was over a pink skirt. It wasn’t even theirs, it was yours.

“I’ll talk to her when she gets home, just wear her black ones” never in a million years did you think that this was the hardest part of having twins. Clothing and shoes.

“Oh love, come here” you pull a tearfulJohn into your arms. Today was the twins high school graduation. John was excited to see his girls graduate, but was devastated his little girls were growing up. “I’m just not ready for them to leave, they’re so big. My little girls” john says trying to choke back the tears. John cried when his oldest graduated and now as his twins do.

“You know, they didn’t get it from me” he looks down at you in his arms as you both cuddled on the couch. Looking at your adult daughters who all came home for Christmas.

“Get what” you laughed.

“One is a lawyer, one’s a doctor, one’s an astrophysicist. I could barely write a report. All those incredible brains are definitely your dna.” John points out.

“I’d say it’s a mix, I might be smart but they have your determination to succeed.”

Simon and John sit on the porch drinking tea. They’d been at their conversation for over five hours.

“Three” Simon repeated John’s words shocked.

John laughed “Yup, all three are getting married this summer”

“John my love” you whisper to John as he tosses and turns in the bed from his nightmare. It had been almost thirty years since his last mission. The nightmares are few and far between now days.

John opens his tired eyes and looks at you.

“I’m alright my love” his hand hold yours as you both fall back asleep.

“Grandpa! Grandpa! Come play with us!” Your youngest grandson yells for John. All three daughters and their spouses plus the seven grandchildren gathered in yours and John’s home for Christmas. Laughter filled the air as the children played. John’s arm still hung around your waist.

“And to think this is all because Laswell insisted I have an assistant” he presses a kiss to your temple.

“I almost told her no” you giggle.

“You never told me that” John said surprised.

Laughing at the memory “Laswell showed me your file. I didn’t even read it fully. I seen your photo and knew I had to have you”

John’s hand came down to your butt to give it a little pat “You cheeky woman” even in his older age John always flirted with you.

“Alright kids, smile” your eldest daughter tells all the kids as the photographer takes the photo. You made it a mission to get family photos done every two years. And this year was the easiest with all the grandkids being in their teens.

“Smile or I’m tickling you all till you buggers are blue” John says resulting in laughter from everyone.

“You look just as beautiful as the day we got married here” John says as he helps you to your seats at your grandsons wedding.

“Oh john, you always remind me. You’ll never let me forget” you kiss his cheek admiring his now aged face and grey beard.

“Of course my love, Always”

“Three daughters, seven grandchildren and fifteen great grandchildren” John’s deep voice pulls you from your book.

“Grandpa, how did you meet grandma” your great granddaughter asks.

“Come, all you rascals. Let me tell you about how I managed to get such a wonderful woman.” John proudly boasts.

The living room that once was just you, John and your firstborn has turned into a crowded room full of generations. Everyone gathered around in the living room as John starts his story.

“Promise you’ll wait for me” your old aged hand grabs his weak one. You smiled at the love of your life as you’re both surrounded by your daughters.

“Of course my love, always” he smiles as he looks around at the greatest love he’s ever known and the three beautiful women they raised. He closes his eyes smiling and took his last breath.

You open your eyes as you stood in your small home in the country. Your favorite record playing on the turntable, sweet sent of vanilla filling the air. You turn to the mirror. You’re young again. In the reflection you see him, standing in his faded jeans and a half buttoned up shirt. Turning to him you smiled

“You waited for me” you both walked towards each other meeting in the middle of the room. His arms wrapped around your waist pulling you close. Admiring the details on his face, just as he was the day you first met. Eyes filled with the same love he departed the wold with.

“Of course my love, always”

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