warehouse 13 fic; take me to the finish line
take me to the finish line| Warehouse 13; Myka/H.G | 4900 words | r | for effie214's prompt (540): Too late. I'm going over there. I'm a bad example for all women: Do as I say, not who I do at the Texts From Last Night ficathon
( Pete I need you to keep me company tonight so I don't do what I've done for the past five nights in a row and booty call H.G Wells )
( Pete I need you to keep me company tonight so I don't do what I've done for the past five nights in a row and booty call H.G Wells )
(He has to stifle a grin at this because Myka doesn't ask permission for things. Ever. Especially from him. But he understands, she's looking for reassurance about what to do because she can't find it in herself and she's hoping he'll make the decision easier for her.) THAT'S JUST RUDE.
She sighs now and runs a hand through her hair. “I'm just trying to leave my bedroom, go across the hall and make out with the woman I love.” (She says it like it's simple. She says it because she wants it to be simple.) THIS IS WHOLLY AND UTTERLY UNACCEPTABLE. I FORBID IT.
“Patterns can be broken Myka. Or turned into something new altogether. You and H.G like to solve puzzles right? Maybe the state of your relationship is just a puzzle you have to solve.” INSULTING. IT IS DISGUSTING HOW BRAZENLY YOU INSULT ME. FUCK YOU.
(And Myka doesn't close her eyes. This is love, she thinks.) WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK ARE YOU THINKING?! CONSIDER YOUR LIFE CHOICES.
This is Helena; a woman completely and utterly in love his best friend. She's new and unknown. It's a dichotomy that will take time to get used to. THAT IS JUST NOT NORMAL. (side note, though: you're missing "with" in the first part of that sentence.) YOUR WORDS BROKE YOUR OWN FIC. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?!
Love is scary. And there are times she looks at Myka and can't see anything but the absolute destruction of her heart. It is terrifying. Until she thinks of all the days ahead of them - days she never dreamed she would have in this strange corner of time and space - and there can be no fear because there's simply no room for it to exist amongst so much joy. I'M CALLING 000 AND REPORTING YOU. I ASKED YOU NICELY TO CEASE AND DESIST AND NOW YOU DO THIS HAVE YOU NO REGARD FOR THE SAFETY OF YOUR FELLOW MAN?!
MYKES AND DARLING AND CLAUDIA AND PETE...THIS IS THE MOST OFFENSIVE THING I HAVE EVER READ. YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF.
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Hahaha my words broke my own fic, bless you darling. And thanks for picking that up ;D I always miss something.
ALSO, I'm sorry, but I'm geeking out a little at you threatening to call 000 to report me. That's kind of an amazing attention to detail given that you should be all ~American on me and say 911. So I kind of love you a lot for that alone. (God I get excited about the weirdest things ever.)
Basically I love you and I love you even more for leaving this prompt for me cos holy crap it took over my brain in a crazy way. Obviously. And you are just the best. Ever. The end.
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And HA on the 000 thing; K and I were randomly discussing it the other day, because I knew it was 999 in the UK but couldn't remember what it was for you. Kris said 000, I Wikipediad to see if she was right, and there you have it. Hash tag: this is what we do instead of going on a date.
I'm so glad I was able to manipulate inspire you. Teehee.
HATE HATE HATE YOU. ALWAYS.
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All this yelling gives me warm and fuzzies. <3 Hashtag: you and I are super weird. And I love it.
Manipulate anytime babe. Clearly it works well for us ;D
HATE YOU MORE MORE MORE (BUT NOT REALLY COS I CAN'T EVEN SAY IT IN JEST OR REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY. I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH.)
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