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((Stay up and do replies I said, stay up and find things to reblog I said, stay up and be PRODUCTIVE I said. Yea, no that’s not gonna pan out. Im too sleepy. I’ll catch y’all as soon as I can.

I’ve never been one to put up notices like this but lately I’ve been doing so a lot because I think those of you that I have interacted with a number of times deserve to know Im not just up and ditching you all. I enjoy all the threads we have and I mean to keep that mutual relationship and keep these stories going. Because they’re dear to me!

I hope they’re dear to you to. ANYWAY, it’s near midnight and Im starting to ramble so until next time!!!))

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Rey checked her watch as she wandered inside the library. She was just on time as she crossed the threshold inside. She pulled out her phone and sent a quick text to Brain.

[text: Brian] I’m at the front of the library. Let me know where you want to meet!

She moved to stand out of the way, taking up a post near a wall where she could watch the people enter and exit, hoping to catch sight of the man. In her hands, she clutched a small white paper bag which held a dark green scarf, soft and squishy and machine washable for convenience’s sake. Rey figured he was a busy man-he probably didn’t have time to spend hand-washing things.

When the phone in his pocket vibrates, he’s snug in an armchair located on one of the underground floors. Brian’s sitting in the history department and he’s reading up on the North African campaigns during World War 2. It’s a fascinating chapter on the clever tactics used by one of the high ranking men and it’s hard to put down.

He pulls out his phone with a grunt of disapproval and sees the message. It’s Estrella. Or as he’d much rather prefer, Star. His expression goes from concentrated to relaxed almost instantaneously.

[text {Star} ] Floor -4 the 6th aisle to the left of the glass door

He sits upright and glances back at the book. Maybe picking one of the quietest areas of the entire building wasn’t such a great idea. He frowns.

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dontbetonawildcard said: (( I wanted all of them but that's me being greedy soooo: ♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap (probably drunk Brian passed out pffft). ♝: Reading a book together ♚: Head scratches ))


♗: They had been up for far too long. And the last few hours had been spent drinking. Her tolerance outlasted his quite a lot. She was sitting on the couch next to him with Dags laying at their feet. Natasha was watching the movie quietly when she felt something heavy fall into her lap. She half expected to find the bottle of jack. Instead she finds Brian. He’d fallen sideways onto her lap, head resting against her thighs. His eyes were nearly closed and she watched him for a moment. Slowly she reached her fingers out and she pushed them into his hair. It was her privilege alone. She rather liked that actually. A low hum curled in his throat and she felt the affectionate smile curl the corner of her lip as she continued her actions. 

His eyes hooded, and slowly closed and before she knew it he was sleeping, chest rising and falling with long resting breaths. Natasha could study him now, trace the lines of his face and gaze at the ink on his arms. She lightly brushed the hoops in his ear every so often. 
Her mercenary. Her Ace. Natasha hated that she loved him some times, but it was nearly impossible to ignore. Fate had drawn them together over and over… and they had simply stopped trying to stay away from one another. 

Dags lifted his head and looked towards them, his tail wagged slowly… and then stretched himself out over the tops of her feet. Yeah. This was nice. 

♝: She’d plucked American Gods up from the shelf and had settled onto the chase lounge. Natasha was well into the book when Brian came into the library. Dags padded lazily at his heel and he flopped out flat on the floor and groaned happily at the cool hard wood. 

Brian forced his way between her and the lounge and he but his chin on her shoulder. 
" Start over," he told her plainly. 
Natasha frowned, ” I’m not going to start over, I’m already halfway through it.” 
Brian put his hand firmly on the book and she pursed her lips, unable to read by his fingers. 
 ” FINE!” 

Natasha snapped the book closed and started over. He hummed and put his hands in her lap as he read over her shoulder. 
Natasha let him change the page when he was ready. It was … a bit slow, but she enjoyed the closeness. The wash of his breath against her neck, the scratch of his slight stubble on her shoulder. They stayed like that for hours. 

♚:They lay lazily in bed after a good nights activity. Sweaty and smelling strongly of one another Natasha watched the light from the TV on silent as it danced on the ceiling. She felt a hand settle on her head and she stiffened a little. When his fingertips delved into her hair and rubbed against her scalp, her brow arched but she relaxed slowly against the contact. 

Usually she was the one with her fingers in his hair. This was nice though. Actually it was more than nice. They didn’t often cuddle, or anything of that sort, but Natasha turned onto her side and settled close to him. With his fingers in her hair she drifted off to sleep. 

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benji-tech-dunn said: ((I hope things are going good for you. Take your time, we’ll all still be here when you get back.))

 (( .A. thanks dearie (sorry I couldnt reply sooner) I am really enjoying our RP I really am!))

terranalexander said: Been wondering how you were doing. :3

(( life just kinda started to happen ^.^” Im not sure if this is what the rest of the school year will look like but I really hope to settle into some kind of schedule where I can lurk here too; thanks for the concern C: ))

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