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smellingofpoetry · 7 days
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And I wondered what it was like to be chosen. I was never chosen. I was a maybe, a probably, sometimes even a definitely but never the one, never the chosen one.
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Halo s02e06: “I need you to get up, Chief.”
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smellingofpoetry · 17 days
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Fractured [Master Chief | John-117]
I seriously can't stop thinking about this man, ugh, he deserves the world. I didn't know what to write, so this happened. I have John's Gentle Touches chapter kinda planned out but it's gonna be a hot minute before it gets written and posted.
Post Halo: Escalation
It was one thing to be ordered to take R&R and another to get dragged away for it, or rather, as close to R&R as one could get on a massive ship. John was sure that Kelly was going to tease him as soon as he saw her next, but he couldn't tell you no. Not when he was glad to see you alive and unhurt.
That, maybe, he didn't fail you like he did Cortana.
It was after the third mission since he had reassigned Blue team that he noticed the UNSC Infinity had added to her crew, more specifically when you had marched right into the hanger, hands placed on your hip and Kelly let out a low whistle. "Someone's in trouble." She had teased that made Linda give a short snort as they passed by.
Though it was Fred who placed a hand on your shoulder. "He's all yours, [Y/n]." The Spartan patted your shoulder gently, the request in the movement evident. 'Take care of John.' and your small nod was answer enough.
Your brow raised as the green armor approached, he was glad, no, happy to see you again. This felt like the one thing that didn't seem to have gone wrong, but it had been four years since he had last seen you. Maybe everything between you two had changed.
"Hello, John." You said with that soft smile you always give him.
Or maybe it hadn't. 
The Master Chief simply nodded in acknowledgement; he wasn't sure what to say. Where to start? The loss of Cortana was still too fresh and if he was being honest with himself, a part of him hadn't tried to find you as soon as possible. Perhaps it was the fear that you would see him differently now.
He had failed.
His thoughts were circling when he felt two taps on his chest plate. "Come back to me John. I can hear your thoughts running from a mile away."
"I-I lost her," He admitted.
You were quiet for a moment staring into his visor like you could see him through the helmet, a sad smile tugged on your lips, "I know. I'm sorry." You really were. Cortana had been your friend, one who would tease John with you, one who would help you with your projects and have late night chats with you in the lab, one who always kept you up to date on John's missions regardless of if she was supposed to or not.
"She told me to tell you goodbye. And thank you-"
"And to take care of you?" You guessed, cutting him off before you tapped his chest armor again, the clink vibrating through the air. "Let's get you out of this. I wanna see you, John." And he couldn't tell you no, whether or not he wanted to take off the armor.
He complied.
He could do orders.
He could share this loss with you.
And while he laid in your arms, out of his armor, in the silent room that was broken by your humming, your fingers slowly dancing across his bare back, John almost felt like he was home, like he could survive this loss. His arms were wrapped around your waist, his face pressed against your stomach as your nails continued their movements, gently caressing over the pattern of scars as if you were rememorizing the old ones and studying the newer imperfections. "I missed you," you whispered as your lips pressed against his shoulder, right onto a scar he received from the Didact like you knew where it had come from.  The confession was so quiet that you took in a steady breath as if you were grounding your feelings. "I thought you were gone." He could hear the small quiver in your voice.
John lifted his head a fraction, his eyes meeting yours in a silent understanding. He had missed you and feared the worst. As he looked into your eyes, he understood your fears, a mirror image of his own. The thought of losing you, of facing the galaxy without your presence, was a fear he couldn't bear to confront. John's arms tightened around your waist, not enough to hurt you but to remind him you weren't going to disappear, that you were indeed alive.
"I'm here," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. He leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead, a silent vow to never let you go again. The warmth of your embrace, the gentle rhythm of your breathing. With you, he felt whole, as if all the fractured pieces of his being had finally found their place.
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smellingofpoetry · 18 days
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Pablo Schreiber photographed by Jennifer Rovero for Schön! Magazine
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PABLO SCHREIBER 2022 | Austin Hargrave ph. for Mr Feelgood Magazine
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PABLO SCHREIBER 2022 | Camraface ph. for Schön! Magazine
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smellingofpoetry · 18 days
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Love Letters
Find my Halo masterlist
This is just a fun little gift for/brainrot with my lovely @chaoticgeminate​ who helped me plan out the idea and cheered me on. Love you darling! 💖
You never intended to actually admit your feelings to Master Chief. But your supervisor meddled, he knows, and you might be having anxiety. A silly cute one shot about developing feelings.
John-117/Master Chief x f!reader
Warnings: swearing, mild implied violence, tooth rotting fluff, Blue Team Supremacy
Word count: 5.7k
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“You did what?!” You stared at your supervisor with horrified eyes, hands gripping the edge of your console too tight.
“I delivered that letter.” Your supervisor, Melinda, was a good supervisor. She ran a tight group. She was also a troublemaker who meddled and had a secret romantic side. 
Which she had apparently used to send a letter that was never actually meant to be sent!
Continua a leggere
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smellingofpoetry · 19 days
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Halo Season 2 Episode 6
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smellingofpoetry · 25 days
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Season 13 [gag reel]
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smellingofpoetry · 1 month
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Today I just wanted to sleep because it was a busy day, and it's still raining, so I just wanted to crawl in my bed and not get out until morning. But life decided that today was a good day to socialize with other people.
Thank God pizza is involved.
Anyhow, I know I haven't been very present lately, and I'm sorry for that but, again, life got in the middle. I hope I'll have the time this week to post something new, and maybe start writing again. I kinda lost my focus there for a minute, so I'm hoping to get it back.
In the meantime, feel free to ask me anything you want about whatever you feel like or send me requests.
I hope you'll have a lovely night. 💛
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smellingofpoetry · 1 month
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Write Your Story
I just showed my 11-year-old son how many coffee shop AUs there are on AO3.
Why?
He sat down the other day to write a Minecraft story about three kids who go through a portal in their back yard and end up in the world of Minecraft where they have to battle all the big bosses (I didn’t even realize there WERE big bosses in Minecraft but that’s beside the point). He wrote three chapters with a little input from me – his first beta – and y'all?
He was fucking excited. To be writing a story.
Today he came home from school and seemed a little down, so I asked him about it only to find out that some little asshole at his school told him, “There is already a Minecraft story.”
Me: Okay? So what?
Lucifer: If there’s already a story, no one will read mine.
Immediately, I dragged him in and pulled up my AO3 account. My boys know I write fanfiction, so I showed him my account and how many subscribers I have. Then I showed him how many Teen Wolf stories there are. And then, because it seemed like the perfect analogy, I said, “What if I wrote a story where two characters meet in a coffee shop and fall in love? No werewolves, nothing at all to do with the actual Teen Wolf universe. Just Stiles and Derek meet in a coffeeshop and fall in love.”
He laughed.
I showed him Mornings Aren’t For Everyone. Showed him how many hits it had, how many kudos, how many lovely comments.
Then I said, “So do you think, if anyone else wrote a story about those exact same characters meeting in a coffee shop and falling in love… would anyone read it?”
He laughed and said, “No because you already did.”
So I clicked on the Sterek tag and refined to coffee shop AU. His mind was blown to see that they ALL had thousands of hits and kudos and comments. Then I clicked on JUST the coffee shop AU tag and showed him all the fics across all the fandoms written by countless different people.
I’m going to tell you all now what I told him because it applies to everyone.
Write your story. It doesn’t matter that someone else has written a story about that subject. They didn’t write YOUR story. Only you can do that.
And I want to read your story.
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smellingofpoetry · 1 month
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Happy Valentine’s Day! 💕
Give some love with these prompt lists, perfect for the day of love 💋
Romance Masterpost
February Posts
Valentine’s Day Prompts
Both partners want to surprise the other one with a wonderful date, but all of their cleverly thought out plans fail and it looks like this is going to go down in history as the worst Valentine’s Day ever. But maybe it’s actually not that bad in the end.
“I need just one date.” “You think you can woo me with just one date?” “Absolutely.”
They have never celebrated Valentine’s Day before and they want to make it perfect.
On Valentine’s Day everything seems to have a discount for couples, so why not pretend to be one to save some money and have fun?
They just found out about the custom of making Valentine’s Day cards and now they went crazy with the paper hearts and the glitter.
“Is that a ring box in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”
Having their first kiss at the end of a Valentine’s Day date may be cliché, but it’s also incredibly perfect. 
Not focussing on the romantic love, but showing everyone they care for that they love them on this day turned out to be the best idea they ever had.
Amor tends to go a little overboard on Valentine’s Day, but this year really takes the cake.
Everyone is going as a couple to the Valentine’s Day Party and it would look stupid if we both went alone, right? Maybe we can just go together.
Sending all the love out to you all!
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smellingofpoetry · 2 months
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Send me an anonymous ask completing the sentence "I wish you would write a fic where..."
OH MY GOSH, YES!!!
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