CALL ME OUT v2.0

[whitticus]

SUPER HAPPY FUNTIME OPEN RP POST fuck you I can't code here's a nice picture of space 1. Pick a dude. 2. Call 'em out. 3. Leave a comment with an image or a prompt or whatever scenario your heart desires. 4. Or don't. 5. But then you're at my mercy and you might end up with a magical girl AU. 6. Smut and smutty prompts are a-okay. 7. Throw PSL ideas at me too, do whatever, I don't care. 8. CDC AUs/good ends/bad ends/continuations encouraged/accepted. 9. THIS POST NEVER CLOSES EVER COME BACK TO IT IN LIKE SIX MONTHS I'LL STILL BE HERE.

Code by pagans, tweaked by me.

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[mylawn]

Yeah, I know.

[He just wants her to stop worrying so much, like it isn't woven into every fiber of her being. To his credit, he sits still and lets her fuss, barely wincing when she starts poking into the wound, a testament to just how many times this has happened.

When she pulls the bullet out, he winces, but that's all.]

See? Not so bad.

[Like she's the one who needs reassurance.]

[heilt]

( there's a soft sigh. she knows what he's doing, it's a conversation that they've had many times before about how much she worries but angela won't apologise for it. if she stopped worrying it would be as if she'd stopped caring and that would never be true. they came together )

Maybe one time this won't be necessary.

( ha... ha...... this was jack and angela knew that getting him to stop fighting was like getting him to stop worrying. they both cared too much and showed it in different ways )

[mylawn]

You know me, Angela.

[It's always going to be necessary, because fighting is what Jack does. He's not about to stop, not when there's still a mission to complete. What little self-preservation he had is largely gone now, though of course now that Angela knows who he is, it's hard not to feel at least a little guilty for what he puts her through.]

[heilt]

I do. That's what worries me.

( she pauses, resting her hand on his shoulder, her head tipping down at him )

I know what this means to you, Jack. What it's always meant. But-- ( she sighs. would her words change anything in that head of his? ) --there are more options.