givenrose

[givenrose]

so i will be on sometime tonight , the past few days have been absolutely stressful.  a very close friend of mine passed and i’ve been trying to deal with it as best as possible but it’s been hard because there will be no justice served unfortunately and it angers me.

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Send me “leaving so soon?” to pull my muse back inside to kiss them.

[givenrose]

morning after starters

“  last night was nice.  ” “  lets do this again some time.  ” “  i’ll leave my number.  ” “  i gotta go, sorry.  ” “  can’t you at least stay for breakfast?  ” “  i’ll make coffee—don’t go anywhere.  ” “  next time, maybe i’ll buy you dinner first.  ” “  if we do this again you better buy me dinner first.  ” “  i don’t think my legs work again yet.  ” “  i don’t wanna get up.  ” “  no don’t move, it’s too cold outside the covers.  ” “  there’s no way i can hide these marks…  ” “  this was probably a mistake.  ” “  this can’t happen again.  ” “  you always say that, and yet we wind up right back here.  ” “  are you watching me sleep?  ” “  you look cute all frazzled like this.  ” “  why are you looking at me like that?  ” “  keep kissing me like that and we’re gonna end up back in bed.  ” “  something wrong? ” “  i’d stay if i could, i promise.  ” “  so if i put my number in your phone, you actually gonna text me? ” “  i made breakfast.  ” “  how do you take your coffee?  ” “  fuck! i’m late—  ” “  did you turn the alarm off?  ” “  if you don’t turn that alarm off i’m gonna throw it out the window.  ” “  i can’t find my shirt.  ” “  babe, we slept in.  ” “  i know you’re awake.  ” “  i’ll stay.  ” “  why don’t you stay?  ” “  i like waking up with you.  ” “  i like having you here at night.  ” “  you know, if you moved in we wouldn’t keep having to say goodbye like this.  ” “  so when are we gonna actually go on a real date?  ” “  do i smell bacon?  ” “  you made pancakes?  ” “  come on, come back to bed.  ” “  you weren’t there when i woke up.  ” “  i thought you left.  ” “  do you want me to go?  ” “  just let me sleep for five more minutes.  ” “  you’re really beautiful/handsome. even if you drool.  ” “  you talk in your sleep, ya know.  ”  

ACTIONS:  1. for one muse to surprise the other with breakfast in bed 2. for our muses to go another round in the morning 3. for your muse to join mine in the shower while getting ready for the day 4. for one muse to stop the other from trying to sneak away 5. for one muse to invite the other to spend the rest of the day with them  6. for one muse to convince the other to stay in bed the rest of the day 7. for our muses to have sex in the kitchen instead of finishing breakfast 8. for our muses to spoon 9. for one muse to wake up with morning wood  10. for one muse to wake the other up with oral  11. for lazy morning sex  12. for one muse to wake the other because they’re having a nightmare  13. for one muse to distract the other from getting ready by kissing/groping them 14. for one muse to kick the other out of their home  15. for our muses to wake with no recollection of the night before  

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DEAN : failedhero​.

           “Hate to break it to you” he puts on an air of seriousness “but that’s about all the interesting I got” not by half  “now you- you look like you got stories to tell.” Although he would be surprised if she told him any. Cookie didn’t look like the sort to spill the beans right out the gate but he’s been wrong before. “What are you drinking? Hey-” he calls over the bartender “-two more of whatever she’s having”  

                her whole life was a book  ,  starting from when she was a little girl living with her daddy   &    two other sisters before he kicked cookie out for dealing drugs with her ex husband.  the woman never really opened herself up to people  (  some knew because of who she was  )  so when dean mentions she looks like she got stories to tell  ,  she became NERVOUS   ;   only because not many people understand what it was like to live by street code on the streets for all their lives.  ‘  whiskey neat.  ’   cookie spoke before continuing.  ‘  what do you wan’ know about me  ?   i can always start from the BEGINNING.  ’

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                        his offer was tempting ,  the corner of her lips curving up into a smile   &   her hues moved to the floor before a second before the met the other’s once more.  he had caught her attention from the moment he entered the room so maybe going for one drink wouldn’t hurt.  cookie was divorced anyway.  ‘  ---  fine.  ONE DRINK   &   if you still have my interest ,  then we could turn it into two or three.  ’

                “C’mon, you can’t say you’re not interested” he can see it- that flicker in her eyes, that sign that he’s caught her attention. “Come on and have a drink with me- I’ll tell you anything you wanna know.” 

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idealvessel​:    

           sam is nervous .  that’s a given .  everyone else he’s ever been in a relationship with has ended up six feet under .  things always seem to go wrong ,  no matter how great it felt right now .  the calm before the storm .  

          still ,  a small shake of his head ,  &  he’s brought back to the present .  a smile forms ,  lopsided , scrunching a DIMPLE into his cheek , lashes fluttering his gaze away for a pause of thought .  a second passes  &  chestnut hues flickered up to meet the woman’s lingering gaze ,  a warmth spreading across his cheeks as he realizes he’s blushing .  sam came to recognize that it was something only she could cause .  suddenly , he became self aware of everything ,  straightening his posture in his seat as he let out a small chuckle , gaze moving to his lap as he licked his lips .  then they met her gaze again , a newfound confidence shining through , as he rose an eyebrow ever so slightly .   “ honestly ?  seafood is something i’ve actually never had the pleasure of trying .  grew up with microwavable tv dinners & leftovers . ”  a small shrug before he continued , grin returning ,  “ but i should be asking you that question  -  you look amazing , loretha . ”

      cookie rarely let down her guard when she was around someone ,  but THIS someone was different than other men she’s been with throughout the years.  it seemed like anyone the woman had been with was out to get her family ,  for her company ,  or just to take advantage of her  ---  trusting was a hard thing for her.  bad luck followed her.

       the lopsided smile caused the grin to grow on the female’s face  ,  her gaze still lingers on sam as adoration sets in while looking at him   &   not paying attention to the words out of his mouth but she seen his lips moving.  it was like cookie was LOVESTRUCK in the moment  ,  feeling like a teenage all over again while on the date with the male.  then their gaze met again   &    she realized she’s been staring longer than normal without blinking before clearing her throat with a rose color showing on cheeks at last.  something only sam was able to do along with making her feel the way she does when he’s around.  his compliment made the blush stain her cheeks as her fingers loosened the grip on the menu   &   set it down on the table for a brief moment with her gaze still met with his.  ‘  i went through twenty different outfits before my daughter said i was tryin’ too hard  ---  she was right UNFORTUNATELY.  but you beat me at looking amazing.  ’   a soft laugh escaped her lips.  the woman was nervous before coming on the date ,  ripping her closet  (  literally  )  apart to find something. 

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                  giggles  are  constantly  slipping  through  her  lips  since  the  beginning  of  their  date      &     maybe  it  was  because  he  made  her  nervous  or  just  naturally  happy  when  sam  was  around   ;   the  male  was  diverse  than  the  one’s  she  has  been  with  throughout  her  lifetime  ,   usually  they  brought  her  the  OPPOSITE  OF  CONTENT   ---   but  the  feeling  she  was  currently  feeling  was  unfamiliar  but  good.   cookie  had  tried  a  dozen  outfits  before  giving  into  a  long  silky ,  black  gown  with  open  toe  sandal  heels  for  the  night  ,  which  the  female  felt  the  winchester  had  beaten  her  at  looking  the  best.  he  always  looked  good  in  his  suits  ,  maybe  it  was  the  fact  there  were  no  more  hidden  feelings  between them  so  she  allowed  herself  to  stare  longer  than  NORMALLY.    

                  chocolate  hues  are  focused  on  sam  across  from  her  as  cheeks  heat  up  ,   the  bright  pink  showing  slightly  as  they  lock  eyes  before  her  smile  turns  into  a  toothy  grin  with  dimples  showing.   ‘   honest  question.  how  is  the  seafood  here   ---     &    does  it  come  with  a  side  of  YOU  ?   ’    cookie  winked  ,  teasingly  before  a  gentle  laugh  escaping  her  red  stained  lips.      /   @idealvessel​

[givenrose]

                give this a heart if you want a starter from cookie   !

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@idealvessel​

[givenrose]

he’s fairly certain she’s talking loudly, as most do when they slow down.   either way it was welcome. as was the embrace he can press his face into her shoulder and clutch onto her.  he takes in whatever he can - how she smells , how warm she is. everything he can without audio.  she’s tall, even if he took heels out of the equation.  lucious told him all his life he got all this damn hair from her; all curly and impossible to tame.  a lion’s mane.  he signs carefully in his next words. “ OK. ” all signed before he pulls free his phone to reply. “ you’re here now.”

                   mocha hues take in how grown he has gotten since the day he was first placed in her arms at the prison for only a few seconds  ,  cookie missed out on so much    &    now nothing was going to take that away from her.  her babies needed her  ---  MOST IMPORTANTLY  khalil did.  she was interested in learning how to sign    &    maybe he’d be up to teach her.  a smile appeared on the surface of her lips before signing in her own way to tell him she loved him.   ‘  i  ---   ’  mouthing as her fingers pointed at her eyes.   ‘  love  ---  ’    making a heart in the air.    ‘  YOU.  ’   at last ,  cupping his face in her hands before placing a kiss on the top of his head.

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   she couldn’t exactly think of the words she’d say to her last born , the infant they took away from her the moment he was born in the state prison within her first year serving her sentence  ;  leaving her there with devastation that she would never get to bond with khalil  nor  hold him in her arms.  today was the day cookie got to do that  ---  SIXTEEN YEARS LATER.  as he approached her ,  words were about to leave her lips until the speaker played what her youngest had written in a text    &    IMMEDIATELY her heart breaks into tiny pieces   ;   he’s deaf  ,  but it doesn’t make her love for him any less.  seeing him smile   &   sign  ,  what she assumed was her name ,  made a wide grin cover her features before embracing him.  the mother pulled back a bit to look at his face before slowly speaking so he was able to understand what she was saying.   ‘  i’m sorry for not being here.  i love you so much.  NOTHING will change that.  ’   

he’d gotten his first words written out the moment jamal let him know cookie was out.   he’s sat on the arm of his couch , wild curls pushed back over his shoulder as he browses on his phone before movement draws his sharpened vision toward a figure and he’s standing.  pressing the speaker as he approached her, he let the text-to-speech on his phone greet her. “ hi.  jamal told me you’d be coming. i thought i’d get this out of the way before anything else: i’m deaf.  i can read lips if i’m used to speaking but i sign for the most part. ” almond gaze searches hers as the youngest lyon shifts his weight while awaiting her response. would she be skittish of him , like lucious ? ashamed his baby son can’t experience music like he can ?  or frustrate her, like he does when hakeem speaks too fast and he can’t keep up ? with a slight upturn of his lips in a smile he lifted his hands to sign her name, trying to let her know he knows who she is ; even if the last time she’d seen him he was an infant at the prison.

/   @givenrose​   ,  plotted starter !

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@idealvessel​.

     grin breaks across his features , hum vibrates the throat as his hand moves to caress cookie’s cheek . something burning in his eyes  -  unfamiliar . strange . when he was just a boy , sam remembers picking up an old book . pages upon pages of sepia tone photographs  -  harry houdini , bound in chains ,  submerged  in water . . trapped . how sam had marveled over it !  that mere humans , frail & powerless as they are , could escape . now here that same little boy stood , finally feeling that freedom whenever he was with her .

    there’s not much that will get the man’s adrenaline pumping nowadays .  words are lost in his throat all of the sudden . how should he respond to that ? lips parted , yet nothing came out , causing them to close again . coffee colored hues flickered down to the female’s lips , thumb sliding to brush across her lower lip with little hesitation . seconds pass by before his thumb moves off of her lips only to be replaced by his own . this kiss was different than their first one  - planned . almost CALCULATED as sam moved his lips gently against hers , eyelids fluttering closed , hands resting lightly against her cheeks  ( light enough so she could pull away if she chose to ) . it had been short , sam breaking the kiss , gaze gauging her reaction . no words were spoken , yet sam hoped he’d shared exactly how he’d felt towards her through that simple action . perhaps a promise in its own .

           it was a soft feeling , something UNFAMILIAR to her  -  it’s brand new   &   she couldn’t exactly describe it.  all the woman knew is that she was at her happiest when sam was around. no one made her feel like that besides her children.  eyes were focused on him as his touch made content goosebumps grow along her dark skin ,  seeing something diverse in his hues that was different than before   ;   a genuine different in her sense. LORETHA HOLLOWAY ,  the real woman behind a persona that’s she’s kept up for most of her life , was exposed in the moment  -  the tenderhearted , openhanded , unassertive , affectionate person she was deep down.  lips curved upwards into a smile while his thumb ran along her lip , almost immediately knowing his next move   &   cookie didn’t pull away. 

           the kiss cause her smile to grow wider ,  becoming lost into it as if she didn’t want it to end  ( cookie really didn’t want it to ) .  he was ever so gentle with her  -  another thing she wasn’t used to.  maybe that’s why sam was her ONLY INTEREST.  he is what the female’s been looking for all along.  once their lips parted ,  it was like she had become like liquid in his hands  ;  mocha hues filled with fulfillment before a wide , gleeful grin shown on her features.  ‘  ---  it took you long enough.  ’   words released from her mouth in a playful whisper before her lips connected with his once again with the smile never leaving her face.  ACTIONS SPOKE LOUDER than words   &   his feelings were acknowledged through the kiss  ;  cookie decided to show him hers by mimicking the similar action.

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            movement began after a few moments ,  eyes slowly opening as she seen the marble floor she had been laying on     &    confusion took place.  cookie swore she was dead just a second ago then his voice filled her ear drums   ;   MEMORIES coming back at a slow pace.  the smirk on lucious’ face made anger fill within her veins as his face was the last one she seen before SNAP !   then chocolate hues moved to the other man in the room as hunger set in place.  ‘  ---  you KILLED me.  what the fuck is your problem  ?!   ’   the woman asked with tears burning in her eyelids instantly.

it’d be painful to turn the kids immortal. ripping the bandage off a particularly nasty wound that slowly closed when they woke from it.  but turning cookie , that’d been rougher. having to twist her neck in his hands to end her life so she could be around forever ,  that shit had his chest aching like he’d ripped his damn heart out.  nursing a glass of hennessy he sat, waiting for her to wake up , a little gangbanger from the street compelled to be fed on and drained.  once he catches sight of her, moving and waking, a smirk upturned the corner of his lips.  “ there’s my girl. took you long enough.”

    /  @givenrose​

[givenrose]

black lives matter. unfollow me if you disagree

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                COOKIE  LYON    &    SAM  WINCHESTER  MOODBOARD. 

                                          /     with   @idealvessel