Hi! I Don't Know If You Take Requests From Prompt Lists Anymore, But If You Do, Can I Request From Pl

36 and Malcolm Tucker? If you wanna....? Up to you doe, no pressure and I hope you’re having a nice day either way

Yooo, I've been having a great day and this ask made it even better! Hope your having a nice day as well :) I'd totally love to do this! I haven't written for my boi Malc yet, but I think I can capture his vibe pretty good >:]👍

Also 👀 I wasn't sure which 36 you wanted so I'm just gonna do all these ones that had the same number lmao:

-"Stop apologizing for other people! You're not the shitty one!"

-"Electrical blackout"

-"We'll figure it out"

And

-"Dont Look Back"

Imagine Being a Mainer and Hawkeye Falling in Love with You

Pairing: Benjamin Franklin “Hawkeye” Pierce x Reader

Word Count: Roughly 865 words

Author’s Note: Just a little headcanon-esque list to tide y’all over. Currently working on a lot of different works, so expect some more stories and finished requests soon. I recently re-watched a couple episodes of M*A*S*H and thought of some new content, so here it is lmao

Hope you guys are doing well :)

-Lets be honest, this man will go after anything that walks, but it takes a special type of person to keep him steadily interested

-And your down to Earth attitude and unwavering sense of calm was just the thing he didn't know he needed

-After the last couple of years he spent fighting to save the lives wagered in the elite's pointless slaughter, the thing that he needed the most wasn't sex, alcohol, or frivolous pranks

-It was someone to keep him grounded

-Someone to remind him that times like these wouldn't last forever

-The first time he met you he was immediately enraptured by your easy-going style, dopey smile, and down-turned eyes

-You seemed like someone who loved to live life, and Hawkeye knew he had to get you on his team before you met anyone else in the unit 

-Much to his surprise, you also end up being from Maine. Something that immediately gets him ranting

-It wasn't until one night, after twenty-four hours of surgery, that he began to really accept his romantic feelings for you

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-Straight after that moment you both struck up and unlikely friendship, and his feelings began to grow

-No matter what you saw and how long you worked, you always came out calm and ready to do more. And that occasion was no different 

-After seeing Hawkeye seated on a bench in the mess tent you casually walked over to him and slipped down next to him

-Wrapping your arms around him, you let him curl into you and rest his head on your torso

-After a few minutes of you gently rubbing his back, he looked sluggishly up at you and asked:

"What's with the suddenly burst in affection comrade? I suppose you couldn't resist my charms forever; we Pierces are doomed to be irresistible you know.."

-To that, you glanced back down at him and squeezed him tighter:

"You looked like someone who needed a hug is all. No one deserves to go through something as hard as that and only be left with an uncomfortable cot and flimsy wool blanket.."

-And all it took was that little admission for Hawkeye to be smitten beyond belief 

-Up to that point, no one had ever really helped him to help him. They always helped him with the  intention of getting him back in shape for the job or to help themselves 

-And up to that point, he didn't know how bad he needed to hear something as simple as that 

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-The next day, when there was no influx of wounded and everyone was well rested, he promised himself he would finally confess his feelings

-After cleaning up his tent, setting up a surprisingly nice meal that he knew he would owe an arm and a leg favor for, and kicking BJ out he was finally ready to invite you over and confess his feelings 

- The whole time he walked you to his tent and ate dinner with you, he felt like a ball of nervous energy that was about to burst

- Until you invited him to lay on his bed with you that is

-That calmed him down immensely 

-Similar to the previous night he curled up and gazed straight into your down-turned orbs:

"You know, up until last night, I never really realized how badly I needed someone like you. You understand me better than even my own father, and I don't know how to repay you for helping me when I didn't even realize I needed it. 

What I do know though, is that I've fallen madly in love with you darling, and I fear every day I see you it may grow worse."

-Although he spoke the last part in a comical accent and seemed to be over exaggerating, you knew that he was telling the truth

-Which is why you said, "I know," and immediately brought him into a slow languid kiss

-Two minutes into the kiss, he pulled you two apart and you let out a soft, "I love you too you massive dork.."

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-After that day, you two were never seen apart for too long

-And every minute you two were apart for more than two days was like Hell; and everyone could tell the toll it took on you both

-Especially if one of you was sent to the front lines

-Those nights were the worst 

-And no one could console either of you until the other was back to camp safe and sound

-By the time the end of the war rolled around, you two had developed a strong and healthy relationship 

-You had helped him cope with every problem the war rolled his way and, in turn, he was there for you when things got too overwhelming 

-To others, you two were a power couple; something to be desired in their relationships. Hawkeye never gave romantic attention to women that weren't you, and no man stood a chance with you if their name wasn't Benjamin Pierce

-And the day you both got your orders to return home, he scooped you up and asked you to marry him

-And what other answer would you have besides a: "Hell yeah!"

Sukha

Pairing: Baileywick x Reader

Author’s Note: Okay, Okay, Okay, off topic, but does Baileywick give anyone else Capricorn/Gemini vibes??? I swear, earth and air signs just be acting a certain way 😔 I could spot a fellow earth sign just by their slightest mannerisms I swearrr Lmao. 

Being real though, this has been sitting in my drafts for so long :( so sorry.

Also, I did not do as thorough a proof-read job as I wanted to on this, so sorry for any errors you may find! On a different note, this one is for @ucantseemaowo34​ !!! Thank you for this ask! Baileywick doesn’t get enough love fr, so this felt fantastic to write :) 

While growing up, you had always desired one thing: 

To work at the Enchancia castle. 

Come to think of it, there wasn’t a time that you hadn’t wanted to work at the most prestigious castle in all the land. That is, the most prestigious castle to you. With its stunning architecture, fantastic workers of all creeds, and, of course, the welcoming royals, the castle had seemed like a paradise for someone like you. But there was one thing that drew you to the castle the most. And that was your dear friend Baileywick. 

After moving to Enchancia in your twenties to pursue your dream, you had run into Baileywick while at a local market. It was one of his rare days off, and he had chosen to go purchase some gifts and some items he had forgotten to purchase days previous. And while walking towards the aisle with the whittled figurines at one of the shops, he ran into you. 

Not recognising you from his years of living in Enchancia, he immediately sparked a conversation and offered to tour you around what he said was the best kingdom in all the lands. 

At the time you only slightly agreed with his opinion, given you didn’t know everything about it, but overtime you grew to love the land as much as him; with its cheerful population and bustling city, you knew that it wouldn’t be hard to join their little community. 

The only problem had been finding a job...With little work experience, you weren’t sure what place would fit you best. Your father had taught you the skills of carpentry as a young child, but it wasn’t something that you thought would be easy to find a job for. As Baileywick pointed out in his tour early on, the city already had a fine group of carpenters that didn’t need apprentices. So it didn’t seem as though they, or the castle staff, needed another one to add to the mix.

When Baileywick brought up the topic of careers, he immediately noticed your dread. When you explained the source of that dread though, he promptly eased your worries with one small statement: That the head carpenter at the castle was looking for a partner to aid in his work. And, as it turns out, the man was a friend of your father.

All in all, it seemed as though your dreams were in closer reach than you thought.

Flash forward two years later, and you were thriving in your field. Similar to Baileywick, you had dedicated almost all of your time to your trade. The only difference was that you both began to take more days off in order to spend it with each other.

So much so, that you both set aside one to two days a week to spend together doing whatever it was that caught you guys’ interest that week.

For that last couple of weeks though, Baileywick had noticed that you had been cancelling on him more and more frequently. This was something that flashed immediate red flags in his head. Something had to be wrong; the only thing he had to do was figure out exact what it was that was bothering you.

...

Walking out to the shed you and your fellow carpenters worked in, Baileywick hesitantly knocked on the intricately designed door. He had hoped that you would be the one to open the door and invite him in, but his wishes were sadly not met.

“Hello Baileywick! Haven’t seen you around these parts in a while, is there something you need?,” Reginald, the head carpenter said.

“Well...There is actually. Is (y/n) here?”

Looking behind him, Reginald snapped his finger and opened the door wider.

“Actually, they are! They should be at their station in the back.”

With a pat to the shoulder Baileywick thanked him and manoeuvred his way over to you.

Which was easier said than done.

By the time he got close to your work station, he realised that most of the space was taken up by a large wooden object. This, upon closer inspection, turned out to be an impressively designed wooden statue; something he remembered the king commissioning not too long ago. Come to think of it, it was commissioned around the same time you started flaking on your meet ups...

...

“(Y/n)?”

 Uh-oh, you thought, he finally came looking for me..

Letting out a nervous laugh, you turned around to sheepishly look at Baileywick.

“Heyyyy Baileywick..long time no see huh?”

Not finding the humour in your words, Baileywick gave you a scolding look. This only made your nerves worse but was ultimately anticipated. You had been working so hard that you hadn’t realised just how long it had been since you had last seen him properly. Unlike him, you were disheveled and looked as if you hadn’t slept in weeks. Which wasn’t far from the truth....Something you knew he was aware of.

“Ha Ha (y/n), very funny. Is this what you’ve been doing these last two weeks? You look like you haven’t taken a break since you started!”

Hearing it from him made the reality really sink in. You spent so long trying to finish this project as fast as you could that you forgot to focus on your own health and close friends. The guilt pooled in your chest at the thought and you finally gave him a dejected look.

“Well, I mean, yeah. The king wants this project done as soon as possible, so I thought if I pulled a couple all-nighters I might get it done faster and have some more down time. Didn’t realise how much that would backfire though...”

Oh (y/n), he thought, always putting work before yourself..

“Well, if that’s the case, it seems as though a well deserved break is in order. A walk in the woods might do you some good (y/n); you could clear your head and finally explore the kingdom’s landscape in more detail like you’ve always wanted.”

This idea did interest you, but there was only one thing keeping you from following through with that plan: you had been isolated so long and had no one to go with.

Sensing your anxiety and reluctance, he decided to try and ease your discomfort.

“Do you not like that suggestion? You can always do whatever else you want, I just thought some fresh air and movement would do you some good.”

Responding quickly, you let out a, “No! No, that idea is fantastic Bailey! I just....I’d rather have someone to....y’know, go with me and do it....”

Oh, he thought. 

“Would you like...me to go with you....?”

With a confident grin, you said the first thing that came to mind: 

“Of course!, Who else would make better company than you?”

That statement was what gave him the confidence to confidently say yes and join you. The fact that you were so adamant on wanting to spend time with him despite how bad you felt made him feel those familiar butterflies in his chest. And, for a moment, he felt as though he finally had a chance. A chance to admit how he felt about you. 

After preparing the supplies needed for a hike in the woods and getting into the proper attire, Bailey met you at the gates of the castle.

“You all ready to go?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be!,” you quipped.

With a fond smile Baileywick offered you his arm and guided you two to the gate.

....

The first twenty minutes of your walk was done with excited chatter, but stopped when the beauty of the flora around you began to blossom and capture you guys’ attention; making you both decide to take a break in order to admire it and harvest what you could.

With that in mind, you pulled your basket in front of you.

Seeing that you were focusing on the fauna surrounding you both, Baileywick decided to scavenge for any edible vegetation. The first being the regions more notable mushrooms.

Picking up the nearest mushroom to him and twirling it between his fingers, Baileywick thought back to the first time he started having feelings for you.

His first glance at you in the market square had him gazing in awe- that he can confess to. But beauty often hides the truth, so more time was needed to know if your beauty was deceiving.

And, as he soon found out, the women inside matched the beauty outside. To him, the longer you worked together the more your personality shone. And goodness was it bright.

Every little action you made was perfect in your own little way; even if you would claim otherwise. You constantly changed his perspective on the way he viewed life and he knew that, although you didn't conform to his way of living, he wanted to conform to yours. Even at the expense of his perfectionism.

And though that might be the influence of Sofia talking, he did acknowledge the change that you brought out in him; and he appreciated it. Instead of trying to perfect everything down to the last inch, he let things flow naturally. Instead of getting irritated when things weren’t done the way he wanted, he let people have their own creative liberty with how they went about things. And instead of being happy by himself, Baileywick now realised he wanted companionship. More specifically, companionship with you. 

All in all, Baileywick thought it was only appropriate that you knew these feelings, otherwise it would be awkward on both of your parts. He felt as though you should know how he felt and, in the back of his brain, he hoped that you would reciprocate those feelings. 

So when you both reached what seemed to be the most beautiful lake he could find in Enchancia to rest at, Baileywick instantly felt that it was best he confessed to you here. Because who else than you deserved absolute perfection?

Gazing over to you, Baileywick felt a fond smile creep onto his face. Despite his workaholic nature, he would give up all of his life’s work just to live in this moment with you forever. Your face reflected the purple and orange hues just perfectly and he swore you looked angelic.

Inching closer to you, he took a strand of your hair and began to twirl it around his finger. You raised your shocked eyes in response, which only let your blush become even more evident to him. 

“Bailey?,” you asked, watching him observe your features lovingly.

Pressing his forehead against yours, your breath intertwining and a content affection being built, Baileywick responded with a smooth:

“Sometimes I feel sick…so anxious and sick- as if my heart is trying to beat its way out of my chest. At first I thought I caught a cold from the children, but when it got worse around you I knew it wasn’t just a biological mistake. You were what made my heart race. You were what made me feel like a lovesick teenager again. Looking at you just now, I knew that I had to tell you...” 

Pulling you into a hug, his chin resting on your shoulder, he finally admitted it: “(y/n), I love you. I’ve loved you for years. I just thought you should know because you’ve made such an impact in my boring stiff life. Whether that’s the Sofia in me taking I don’t know, but it remains true just the same.....”

...

Not hearing a response, Baileywick began to pull away from you. That is, until he felt you latch onto him tighter. Staying still, he felt you shaking a bit- as if you were laughing. And for a moment, he felt a bit upset. He had poured his heart out and that was how you respond?

Recoiling, he let out a brief, “Hey! Now what’s th-”

And then he saw it: you had tears in your eyes! That definitely wasn’t the reaction he was expecting; he wanted to make you happy, not make you cry! Showing his concern, he quickly said: “Oh dear! Are you alright?”

Looking up at him, you let out a giggle through a toothy grin.

“Of course I’m alright you old fool, I love you too! You just don’t know how relieving it is to hear you say that. I was worried that I would have to hear Miranda tease me about my crush on you for the rest of my life!”

Hearing that, Baileywick let out a hearty laugh of his own.

“She teased you as well?? I swear I haven’t been able to get Roland off my back for an eternity! That man does not give up easily, I’ll tell you that..”

Smiling fondly at him, you could only think one thing: God bless the King and Queen of Enchancia for their childish teasing. 

A laugh broke out between you and, in that moment, everything was right in the world. Everything was how it should be and the two lovers were finally able to live out their dream life: the one where their person loved them back.

★The Little Ordinary Things That Everyone Ought To Do★

                                               Drabble:  [I/XXX]

      ✧ Genre/Prompt: Fluff

      ✧ Pairing: Abner Krill x [Gender Neutral] Reader

      ✧ Word Count: 1,008 Words

      ✧ A/N: This isn’t a series exactly, but these drabbles can be considered to exist in the same universe. Feelin like this fic doesn’t flow as much as I’d like, but hopefully it does our boy justice. Abner Appreciators Do Interact!!

Now, say what you will about Belle Reve, but on some days it had its benefits. That is, you thought it had its benefits. Most prisoners, and any sane person for that matter, knew that nothing good came from the deadliest prison in the entire country. Entire world for that matter. It held all the people society deemed unfavorable as well as every super-villain that the authorities could catch.

And despite all that, you still found the small slivers of good buried within its decrepit walls. Most notably being the person you found yourself wanting to spend every waking second with. Your favorite person in the whole world. A person named Abner Krill. 

Though a tad reserved, you found yourself subtly charmed by the, admittedly, attractive ‘villain.’ It had taken years of forced conversations, shared food, and small gifts but, sooner or later, Abner had warmed up to you. You were the only person he had known that had ever shown him kindness just for the sake of being kind. This sense of security and trust you two created over the years only served to strengthen your bond and, over time, Abner began to see less and less of his mother in you; finally being able to appreciate you as your full self. Looks and all.

And while he appreciated your love and beauty with every fibre of his being, it was the little domestic moments you two shared that he loved the most. The moments where he felt the most human. The moments where he was normal and not looked at and analyzed clinically. The moments where he could pretend he wasn’t locked up like some piece of discarded trash and rather, at home with you by his side. 

Moments like this.

“Soooo, which one you want? We got gold, black, teal...I think?, and this nice shade of red.”

Abner peered at the various bottles of colored liquid you had spread out around the both of you and thought about which one would be a good choice for you two.

They all looked nice....but which would be a good fit for this month? 

....

More importantly, how could a decision so small be so frustrating?

He picked at the remnants of the emerald green nail polish stuck to the edges of his thumb (a choice you had made last month) and gave you a pensive look.

“Ah geez....I don’t know......What d’you think?” 

Wagging your finger at him, you let out a disagreeing noise.

“Nuh-uh, not fair. I picked last month’s color. It’s your turn now dippin’ dots.”

This only made him more frustrated.

“C’mon, please? Give me something to work off at least??”

Although seemingly harmless, situations such as there were a sad reality between you and Abner. 

Whenever a decision had to be made you were usually the one who had to make ‘em. Abner, out of no fault of his own, always had this underlying fear that you would somehow hate whatever choice slipped out of his mouth; perhaps looking to berate him like all the others. Unsurprisingly, that had not been the case. You had, in fact, enthusiastically supported whatever he chose to do in every situation. [As long as it was morally correct that is...] And throughout both of your sentences at Belle Reve you had slowly, but surely, gotten him out of the habit of using self-depreciating humor. A trait picked up through his countless trauma responses. Not unlike that of his undying cynicism.

That being said, it was during mundane, domestic situations like this that his trauma occasionally resurfaced; the comfort being a little too foreign and unwelcoming for his taste.

With a reluctant sigh, you pushed the gold and black bottles together. The clink of the glasses breaking the momentary silence.

“Well, I’m pretty sure that rumor of Waller picking us for the new suicide mission is true. So if that’s the case....these two might match best with our costumes.”

Pushing the red bottle over to the others, you continued your sentiment...

“Buuuttt, this might be a little more flattering if that’s the look you’re going for.”

Your opinion seemed to do the trick and it appeared as though Abner had finally made up his mind.

“How about all three..?”

He scratched his chin out of nervousness, but ultimately looked content with his choice; looking up to see if you approved as well. Which you did. 

“Why not! It’ll go perfect with your polka-dot man persona. Gotta love a man who stays in uniform.”

With a suppressed smirk he shook his head and hid his head in his chest, a

“Yeah, yeah okay Captain Cold..like you’re one to talk,” being let out underneath his breath. 

Huffing, you kicked his shin playfully.

“I heard that y’know. You keep that up and you’ll be painting your own nails buster.”

That seemed to humble him enough and soon the fake groveling began; praying for your forgiveness so he wouldn’t fuck up his nails like he had countless times before. 

Laughing at the stupidity of the situation, you both lamented on the grey cloud that was closing in on the distance. Neither of you knew what would eventually happen on the suicide mission you would no doubt be forced to attend, but at very least you had moments like these to live off of. Ones where you both could live as domestically as you could, knowing that, despite your situation, you had each other. 

Each waiting out the storm with the other. Each holding each other when things got rough. Each fantasizing about what could’ve happened had things been different.

And while it would take some time before Abner would fully grow into his own, at least you could go to sleep peacefully knowing you were one of the rare few that got to see him at his best.

All you knew for certain at the moment though was that you had a lot of work to do if you wanted to get you guys’ nails done before dinner.

  ── ❝ It’s You, Because No One Else Makes Sense❞ ──

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       ✫彡Genre/Prompt: Fluff/Fluff Alphabet

       ✫彡Pairing: Weyoun x (Gender Neutral) Reader

       ✫彡Word Count: Idk man, a lot

       ✫彡A/N: Mentions of trauma, etc. (y/f/c)=Your favourite character

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A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

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With defection came a wide plethora of new foods, ideas, and things to explore for the Vorta. And Weyoun wants to explore every single one with the one he love most: you. 

A few of his favourite activities to indulge in include watching films and trying out new culinary delights. He, of course, has no sense of aesthetic, but with your help he begins to finally understand the simple pleasures in life. 

If anything, when it comes to films, he enjoys analyzing the character’s behaviour so that he can apply his newly gained knowledge to those around him. Whether it has any real life application and truth is something that he will happily figure out through trial and error. 

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B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

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If something is perfect, can someone really pick an aspect to favor over all the others? That’s how Weyoun views it at least. So why should you be any different?

To Weyoun, every aspect of you was sculpted by the Founders; there was not one part of you that was less than perfect and Weyoun intended to prove that point every day. 

Despite that though, Weyoun has a strange interest in your eyes. He read somewhere that the eyes were the gateway to the soul, and to know that he can access the depths of your inner psyche just by gazing into your eyes intrigues him more than anything else has. If your soul was anywhere near as beautiful as your eyes, Weyoun swears that he would fall even more in love with you.

Oddly enough, he is also particularly found of your arms. He knows it’s a weird thing to focus on, but the way in which you wrap them around him makes him feel like the safest person in the galaxy. Especially when his fears begin to dominate his thoughts.

Mentally, he appreciates your compassion and honesty. Before you, he had only encountered those who had their minds made up on how they felt about him. No one tried to get to know the real him and had attempted to look past the responsibilities the dominion had thrust upon him even less. When you came around though, he finally got to experience what it was like for a person to care for and appreciate even the smallest aspects of himself.

And to be cared for and loved in such a genuine way for the first time is one of the most emotional things to a love-starved person. 

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C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

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Anytime you feel burdened by an issue, Weyoun is by your side in an instant. He knows how it feels to be unappreciated and unloved so, if that's something you've been struggling with, he is more than happy to sit down with you and silence those fears. 

Working to make sure you know how much of a priority you are to him is as vital as breathing in his books.

If you have a day where you feel more depressed and apathetic, he has no issue laying with you and taking care of the aspects you feel like you can't deal with. Even if that means calling in sick for you, cancelling both of your appointments, or just helping you bathe.

Being skilled in the art of diplomacy, as well as being educated on all sorts of human issues, Weyoun knows how to deal with everything in a timely and efficient manner; especially when it comes to people. So if it’s an interpersonal issue you’ve been dealing with, he is more than glad to take the reigns and deal with people for you. 

Overall, he can't stand seeing you in pain of any kind. 

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D reams -  How do they picture their future with their s/o?

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Before defecting, Weyoun knew that there was little point in dreaming up a future with you. Although you liked his company, you did not like the company he hung around. And that was something that he knew would keep the two of you apart.

After defecting, he let his inner fantasies run wild. The more he learned about you, your culture, and everything else about you that he could get his hands on, the more he wants to be like the things you love. Anything as long as it meant he could be with you. 

There’s little that he doesn’t want to do with you actually. Get Married? Already bought the ring. Have a child? Don’t even mention it, he’s got time set aside or adoption papers ready as you speak. Up and run away to live a peaceful life by yourselves? The escape pod is ready darling...

All in all, Weyoun just wants to be there for and with you. So your future together is just based on what you and him are most comfortable with; which is usually something of your choice.

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E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or are they rather passive?

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Ever since he defected from the dominion, Weyoun has had a tad bit of trouble being dominant over someone he respects so highly. With those he considered beneath him, it was easy to be dominant. But with someone he loved and basically worshipped? He could never.

He is excessively submissive in a relationship, but that isn’t necessarily a bad thing. To you, this is a fantastic opportunity to shower him in affection, praise him, and let him heal from the horrific treatment he received at the hands of his 'Gods.' 

It may be a lot different than what he is used to, but after he gets the general feel of it everything clicks into place. 

Only after developing trust in your relationship will he begin to show his newly developed dominant side towards you. And let's be honest, we all liiivvee for dominant Weyoun 😩👏👏

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F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How is their fighting?

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True to his nature and profession, Weyoun is undoubtedly good at defusing situations; your fights being one of them. Though, that also means you two end up having a shockingly small amount of ‘fights’ over the period of your relationship. 

With your sympathetic and compassionate nature, as well as his diplomatic skills, you two have an effortless system devised in order to get to the root of every issue that ends up popping up.

Much like how he was to the founders and his ‘superiors,’ Weyoun is almost too willing to forgive your slip ups and mistakes made against him. And, although this may seem nice, the fact that he accepts any unwarranted judgment towards himself really concerns you. Just like many other traumas from his past, you are trying to help him move past and heal from certain experiences that make him feel inferior and unworthy.

If you two somehow did end up getting into a fight, he is somewhat ruthless with his words. When he reverts back to his old ways to comfort himself, he ends up being cold and calculating; putting himself in a better position so that he can feel safe and keep you at bay. When you both finally realize why he does this, you both make an attempt to heal the trauma and move on. 

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G ratitude - How grateful are they they in general? Are they aware of what there s/o is doing for them?

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Being a born diplomat, he is naturally grateful. He understands the effort and care you put behind things, so he has no qualms with expressing his gratitude towards such efforts. 

Given the fact that he has had to be on the look out for everything his ‘enemies’ did, as well as anything that would make the ‘gods’ upset, he notices every little detail you put into things. This is especially true when it comes to you guys’ relationship; he knows how hard you work to help him heal, and he puts in just as much effort for you day in and day out.

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H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything? 

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Besides the secrets he has to keep for work and other people, Weyoun keeps an open and honest stream of communication between you two. He knows how vital knowledge can be when trying to achieve a goal. Especially when that goal is love. And, in order to experience everything that love has to offer, one lesson he is forced to learn is that of mutual trust.

Quid Pro Quo essentially. 

If you are willing to be vulnerable and trust him, why shouldn’t he be the same way?

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I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

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Being honest, you and Weyoun have both learned something from being in a relationship together. 

For Weyoun, he learned the importance of vulnerability and how not everyone has negative intentions towards him; he can make friends with people AND receive things in return without having to give back. For him, anything foreign was not to be trusted. Everyone had negative intentions and didn’t realllyyy like him. But after you two got together, he learned to heal from those emotional wounds and learned about parts of himself that he never would have under the Dominion. 

On top of that, he learned to let loose and have fun with the things he experiences. Instead of always looking for the practical use of things and attempting to be productive, Weyoun begins to take his time and relax. Something he has, admittedly, never done before. 

On your part, Weyoun was taught you a lot about self-discipline and charisma. He taught you how to not only handle your emotions, but the emotions of those around you. And while others have picked up on the weird, but not entirely unwelcome change in you, they refrain from bringing it up. Especially when there’s a suspiciously intense Vorta breathing down their neck every time they do.

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J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

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Keeping you guys’ relationship a secret came with a lot of things. One of the main ones is having other people hit on you. CONSTANTLY. And while he too appreciates your beauty and personality, he feels as though he is the only one that should be graced with all the secret and vulnerable parts of you. Only he can be with you and know you on an intimate level.

So imagine how awful it felt when he learned that you had friends. The kind that you told loved and respected as well. Oh the humanity; boy is devastated.

Being serious though, he hides his jealousy very well. At first it wasn’t an emotion that he could pinpoint very well; he knew he was upset, he just didn’t know the reason why. 

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K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

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Weyoun is a fantastic kisser. Cannot. Stress. This. Enough. Man’s calculated, educated, precise, and adaptable. Of course he’s gonna pick up on all the little mannerisms you enjoy and prefer. Being honest, Weyoun probably does a plethora of research before you two have your first kiss so that he doesn’t disappoint you. The Vorta have no use for physical affection, so things like this, at first, are very confusing to him. Until he gives it a shot and learns about the benefits of it he’s probably hesitant to try things out with you.

His first kiss with you probably looked something like this:

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L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

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I feel as though Weyoun would really go all out for his confession, but like, in a very subtle way. Weyoun has no prior experience with being in a relationship, so naturally he has to do some research. Especially when he isn’t even sure what emotions he’s beginning to feel towards you.

At first he began to look for signs that you could possibly like him back. Flushed cheeks, nervous tone of voice, longing glances thrown his way, seeming too interested in your conversations and time spent together, literally anything. If you didn’t, then what was the point in wasting time admitting his feelings? Better to avoid it entirely than get outright rejected...

If you do show signs of having feelings towards him he begins to plan his next move: confessing. 

In order to achieve the best possible result, Weyoun researches everything he can on your interests and preferences. He picks the perfect date location, best food options, and even wears cologne that meets your scent preference. Then, he casually asks you if you want to spend sometime together and lets the night unravel itself; everything calculated, but not outright obvious.

When the night hits its peak, he begins to reveal all the emotions that he’s been developing towards you. He explains what drew him to you, how you’ve changed him, and how excited he’s become to move on from his previous lives. All because of your presence in his life.

It shocks you, no doubt, but you can’t help but believe him when he says:

“It’s you, because no one else makes sense. Whenever we’re together, the struggles become worth it and I find that I can only make it through the day when you’re around.”

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M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

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To Weyoun, being able to legitimize your union and show the universe just how dedicated you are to each other would be an absolute dream. Despite his apprehensiveness about it.

Once he learns to trust you fully (which will take a significant amount of time) the first thing he wants to do is ask you to marry him. Since he doesn't have any real friends, and even less people like him, you two have a small wedding on a friendly planet close to Deep Space Nine. You end up having (y/f/c) be your (person) of honour while he has Keevan be his best man. Along with what little company you two have, you both enjoy yourselves to the best of your abilities; having your ceremony, sharing the food you love, and exploring the woodland region you two got married in.

He doesn’t have any traditional clothing to wear from his home planet, so he gets Garak to tailor a purple suit to match nicely with your lilac wedding dress/purple suit. 

Something like this:

Overall, you both have a wonderful day and even better night.

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N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

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Since Weyoun isn’t accustomed to the many nicknames those in the Alpha Quadrant use, he uses those from his own tongue. His favourites include waiyau/waiyauta and zhimata because they’re straight to the point. He knows that no one else aboard Deep Space 9 understands Dominionese, so being able to reveal that you’re his partner and lover in an indirect manner feels amazing to him. If anything, it’s the only way that he can openly admit you’re in a relationship. 

But if anyone asks what it means he just says it’s a term of respect. Nothing too suspicious.

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O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

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When he’s in love, Weyoun doesn’t seem so intimidating. As much as he would like to admit differently, Weyoun is a die-hard romantic. Instead of breezing by stores in boredom like he used to he now stops to peruse their inventory; hoping to find something that you might like. 

Ever since you came into his life Weyoun began to slowly loose the facade that he had previously held together so efficiently. People begin to notice him becoming less focused on manipulating them and more interested in seeing things from their point of view. This boosts his popularity with other people, but also makes their suspicion double. It isn’t until people start realising that he’s in a relationship that they slowly start trusting him.

With you, Weyoun is more carefree and curious. He is free to explore ideas previously foreign to him and feels safe enough to voice opinions that would have been deadly to reveal in a past life.

Weyoun expresses his love in every form possible: written word, physical touch, kind and loving words, and small, but meaningful actions. It provides a welcoming distraction to his hectic life and makes him content, aware that his actions will bring you immense joy.

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P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

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Given his past and current occupation, Weyoun is reluctant to release the status of your relationship to the public. His natural possessive instinct wants to show everyone that you are his and no one else's, but reality prevents him from doing this. If one of the countless enemies he made over the course of his lives decided that they wanted to seek revenge on him, what’s stopping them from using you as leverage?

As strong as he knows he is, seeing you get hurt would break him. Which is why he tries so hard to keep your relationship private. 

‘What other’s don’t know won’t hurt him’ is something that he lives by.

He is, by no means, shy to show you the affection you deserve, but he is scared of the repercussions it may have. So, instead, he does small things to show that he cares.

A smile when your glances meet across the room, a hand on the small of your back when he manoeuvres around you, pulling you into a dark corner to sneak a kiss- y’know, small things.

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Q uirk - Some random ability they have that's beneficial in a relationship

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Weyoun is very direct and calculated with everything that he does, so your relationship is no different. His directness and decision making abilities aid in the physical, mental, and emotional aspects of you guys’ relationship; making it so that you two never get bored, upset, or unsatisfied. 

The conversations that you two have are heartfelt, interesting, and always honest. He never wants you to keep secrets from him, so why would he keep secrets from you?

Additionally, with him knowing almost everything about anything, he knows all the best places for you guys’ dates as well as the best locations to purchase things from. Which saves you both time and money in the long run (yet another important aspect of a relationship)

And when it comes to getting physical....well, at least you can rest easy knowing all your needs will be satisfied- in the best way possible.

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R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative? 

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There’s no doubt that Weyoun is one charismatic Vorta. He was a diplomat for a reason y’know. 

The man oozes a suave persona. (Albeit an infuriating one) But it’s one that captures your attention and keeps it over a long period of time. He knows just enough psychological techniques to keep you interested, and is unique enough to get you to keep coming back. And though he may not be an expert when it comes to being in a relationship, the little eccentricities he elicits from you by just being himself brings you back to a time where you were free to be your authentic self. Which is something that is far more lovely than a bouquet of flowers.

(Which is something that he also get you a lot of. what can he say though, you can’t beat the classics)

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S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

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If there is one thing that Weyoun respects, it’s ambition. While in the Dominion, Weyoun was exposed to some of the most driven and ambitious people in the galaxy. They had a goal and would do anything to achieve it. 

So if you have goals that you are set on achieving, he is all for helping and supporting you. Even if it means manipulating the system and the people in it to get you there faster.

He just wants to see his lover live their best life :)

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T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

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Weyoun, to a fault, is a man of deep caution and habit. Although he gives off the initial impression of being a people pleaser, Weyoun is actually very sceptical of anything that messes with the status quo. Especially when it comes to being vulnerable with another person. 

That being said, Weyoun does not require anything new to happen in your relationship to be satisfied with it, but isn’t entirely opposed to any ideas you come up with. You just need to work your way to those ideas in a slow and calculated manner.

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U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

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With the amount of lifetimes he had to live, added onto the importance of his job, Weyoun had developed an impressive memory. Which definitely came in handy in you guys’ relationship. 

Important dates? Memorised and planned for accordingly every year. Preferred love language? Picked up on and provided 24/7. Favourite foods? Given to you often and bought frequently. Having a bad day? Immediately sensed and dealt with with care. 

In summary, this man has the ability to not only the perfect companion and employee, but lover as well. 

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V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

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Having been in no relationships before you, Weyoun puts careful consideration into who he gets involved in. And, as a result of that, he holds his relationships in high regard. You have been with him for as far back as he can remember after boarding Deep Space Nine for the first time. Something that he does not take for granted. 

Before defecting, he respected and valued you as much as an associate could. After defecting though, he began to realize that his feelings were much more than just respect and admiration. Instead, he finds that he cannot get through most days without hearing your voice or seeing your face. All in all, your relationship becomes one of the most important things in his life. Even if he’s dying, the only thing that’s on his mind is you. Not his general safety or if he’s gonna be okay, but YOU.

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X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

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When it comes to public displays of affection, Weyoun is 50/50. If you two are in a relatively private area, he is all for slipping his palm into yours; caressing it while he thinks up strategies for new projects and assignments. Affection and flattery is one of his many skills- something that he prides himself for with you. When it comes to public areas though, he is somewhat hesitant. He has made a plethora of enemies through his various lives and it has made him cautious. There is no way to know if they will come after you, but all he knows is that he isn’t willing to take any unnecessary chances. 

With friends and acquaintances around though, he is slightly less afraid to praise you and show small bouts of physical affection. 

When alone, he gives one-hundred percent in affection. Curling up next to you, cuddling, holding hands, running his fingers through your hair, rubbing your back, literally no form of physical affection is left undone by this man.

His favourite way to show his love though, is cuddling. And while he claims to prefer being the big spoon we all know this man would absolutely melt if you held him.

His favourite position would have to be this one though:

He just feels so loved and appreciated- as if he is finally safe after all the years of stress and paranoia.

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Y earning - How will they cope when they're missing their partner?

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Although he can maintain a very convincing facade, Weyoun has his occasional slip ups. Which surprises a large sum of people when it happens.

From the time he was still under Dominion rule to the time that he defected, you remained, unwaveringly, by his side. And when that sense of security and stability is taken away, he tended to get excessively antsy. 

To cope, he reminisces over the photos and videos you took together and by calling you whenever you are able. 

The poor boy just misses you so much and mopes around your shared quarters until you return. 

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Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

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Once given a chance to experience what being in a real, healthy relationship is like, Weyoun would not be that willing to give it up. Give you up. He’s lied, cheated, manipulated, and killed for less. So imagine what he’s like for the person that he’d risk dying for?

All in all, there are no depths that Weyoun wouldn’t stoop to in order to maintain your relationship together. Nothing left to say.

me thinking about someone holding me close to their chest/in their arms:

Fic authors deserve more credit.

Story time: I started a book about 23 hours ago and just finished it. Also in that time I slept for 10 hours, spent time with family, was at work, etc. Anyway, I enjoyed the book (Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda). But it felt like it flew by, so after I finished I looked up the word count because what are pages? Pages are meaningless. I only function in word counts anymore.

The estimate I found was 58,580. My immediate reaction was “oh, that’s why. That’s nothing!” But what a shitty response. Because no. That’s not nothing. That’s a whole. Damn. Book. An entire novel! And Fic authors regularly bust out 30k, 50k, 100k, 150k words. AND THEY DO IT FOR FREE. WHILE WORKING AND LIVING THEIR LIVES.

So anyway, thank your favorite fic author today because they deserve it. Because they’re amazing. They’re the MVPs.

Richard Hayden x Reader Playlist

Author’s Note: Just something I thought I’d throw together before posting some stuff I’ve been working on. I’ve been in kind of a writer’s block, and David Spade was the only person that could get me out of it lmao. Expect more Richard content as well as a Malcolm and Baileywick fic soon! 

Much Love :) xoxo

Superstar by Carpenters (How could I not include this???)

Back in Baby’s Arms by Patsy Cline

And I Love You So by Perry Como

Killing Me Softly With His Song by Roberta Flack

This Must Be Love by Phil Collins

Dance Me to the End of Love by Leonard Cohen

You Were Meant For Me by Jewel

I Love You Always Forever by Donna Lewis

No Myth by Michael Penn

Easy to Love by Sammy Davis Jr.

She by Charles Aznavour

Sex in the City by Hobo Johnson

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❄️ Snowball Fight

Prompt: ‘Snowball Fights’ 

Requested by: @livenerdyandprosper​

Pairing: Hawkeye Pierce x Gen!Neutral Reader

Triggers: None; just some shenanigans        Words: 1,068

M*A*S*H Taglist: @thatadroitgeek and @meganlpie

Note: For those who have maybe never seen MASH and are reading this anyway; yes, Frank really is this stupid in the show lol.

With a sharp intake of breath you left the post-op building immediatley being smacked with the cold air around you; small snowflakes continuously falling around you, adding to the piles of snow around camp. 

Getting to The Swamp, you flung open the door and quickly made your way inside, where you saw Hawkeye bundled up while writing a letter. Glancing up he smiled when he saw that it was you.

“Ah, if it isn’t my own personal heater” he greeted as you got closer to the stove to warm up. “I’m writing a letter to my dad, want me to say anything for you?”

“Yeah, ask him to send some sunshine.”

Hawkeye smiled as he finished his letter before setting it aside “Ready to go get some food, or whatever it is that’s in the mess tent?”

You nodded your head before turning to follow him out “How long until you go on duty?”

“In about an hour” he replied as he opened the door, both of you exiting while immediately retreating into your own coat collars to avoid the cold breeze.

As you began walking towards the mess-tent you stopped in your tracks when Frank came marching past, yelling at an orderly about something he was most likely doing right. You rolled your eyes as Hawkeye scoffed “With how much Frank shivers in the cold I’m surprise he can still talk” 

“Frank would march through a blizzard if it meant he could pull rank on someone” you muttered as Frank continued to chastise the corporal. 

“I think Frank needs to be put down a peg” Hawkeye muttered before glancing around, his eyes landing on a pile of snow by a tent. 

Walking over he made a large snowball before winking at you and then chucking the snowball as hard as he could at Frank; smacking him in the back of the head. As he yelled out in surprise, Hawkeye immediately feigned innocence by looking around confused, you immediately doing the same, knowing where he was going with this.

Frank turned and yelled “Hey!”

“That wasn’t me Frank, I’m pretty sure that came from over the hill!”

“Maybe some enemy soldiers’ guns froze up, now they gotta throw snowballs” you mused out loud.

Frank looked around panicked “Enemy soldiers? That would make sense, they’d do anything to get at us!” he rubbed the back of his head “I think there was something hard in that too! Do you think it was a bullet?”

“Oh I wouldn’t put it past them!” Hawkeye spoke with fake anger as Frank looked more panicked before running off towards Potters office.

You chuckled as you watched him sprint away as Hawkeye laughed “What a putz!” he looked back at you before he began to walk away.

Getting an idea, you quickly made up a snowball in your hand before throwing it; smacking Hawkeye in the upper back. He stopped in his tracks before turning back at you. You looked around in surprise “Wow, those guys sure have good arms!” you joked.

Hawkeye chuckle as he took a step towards you “Ah, so I see you have chosen war?” 

You chuckled nervously as you backed up “Maybe not.”

He quickly grabbed some snow, as you laughed, before dodging the snowball. Grabbing some snow you quickly turn around and chuck it at him. 

After a few minutes; you hear a laugh from nearby catching yours and Hawkeye’s attention; seeing BJ leaning against a post as he smiled that the two of you “Oh please, continue, I’m loving the show.”

You and Hawkeye shared a look before both of you turned and hurled snowballs at BJ. He yelled in surprise as he tried to dodge them; failing to do so as he stumbled to grab his own handful of snow. Turning he hurled a ball at you, striking you in the head, to which Hawkeye responded to by hitting BJ directly in the face with a loud “Ha!”

Rounding the corner, comes a stomping, pouting Frank who halted in his tracks upon seeing the snowball fight taking place. “Hey!” he yelled as he stomped towards you “I knew it! I knew the enemy wouldn’t throw snowballs!”

Hawkeye laughed “Then why did you go running to Potter to tell him so?” 

Frank grumbled before running over to a pile of snow “I’ll show you!” spinning around, he chucked a snowball, rather pathetically towards the three of you. As the snowball went past all of you, you watched as it smashed into the chest of Colonel Potter, who had just rounded the corner.

You all froze, trying not to laugh as Frank stared at Potter in horror. Radar standing next to him with his mouth agape. You watched as Potter looked down at the snow on the ground before turning, leaning down and grabbing some snow before turning and hurling it directly at Frank.

You all howled out in laughter as Frank fell on his butt in surprise as the white powder smashed into his face. He sputtered out nonsense as he looked at Potter “Colonel! There was a rock in there”

“Good!” Potter yelled before laughing along with all of you.

After your laughter died down, Potter spoke “So, who started this little war then?” Potter asked as he looked between all of you.

You pointed at Hawkeye, who pointed at you, BJ pointed at both of you. Potter nodded his head “Right. Thought it might have been” 

“Well, there’s enough cold going around, I don’t need three of my best people getting sick out here-”

“That’s nice of you to say Colonel” Frank broke in as he finally stood up from the ground.

Potter looked over at him “Ah, yeah, I suppose I couldn’t do without you either Burns” Frank hesitated as he stared at Potter, trying to figure out what he meant as Potter turned to the three of you again “Now, it’s colder than a well digger’s butt in January out here, let’s go get some coffee in the mess-tent.”

As you all began to walk to the mess-tent, Hawkeye slug his arm across your shoulders. Hearing a loud sneeze behind you, you all looked back at Frank who looked back up at you all “I think I’m getting a cold sir.”

Potter simply shook his head. as the rest of you chuckled, before you all turned and made your way into the mess-tent. 

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