Take Carrie To The Prom

Something I drew a while ago but didn't post because I dislike how Feliks face turned out ;v; I put it on ig yesterday and people liked it so I'll be bold and post it here as well 💕

god made men and sent christoph waltz as an apology

Love Line.

(Archie Hiecox x Female!Reader)

For the lovely @strudelcreme, really hope you enjoy 💛💛 also sorry if it's a bit short and possibly bad , Im still going through a bad fever.

"Archie! I have another one!"

"Am I obligated to hear it?"

"Yes!" (Y/n) exclaimed, taking a seat near her friend. The pick up lines she would throw around, while cheesy and would only work on Smithson, did help the group morale considerably. "Are you from Tennessee? Cuz you're the only ten I see." (Y/n) said. "Hah!" Exclaimed Aldo, who seemed closer to the duo. Archie however, sighed. Not the sigh of disappointment anyone would expect, but rather a happy one.

"While I heavily dislike these pick-up lines...that one was good." He breathed and (Y/n) clapped in triumph. "I'm gonna go try some on Smithson. That boy hasn't had a woman flirt with him ever." She started in glee, turning her heel and quickly scanning the area and finding Smithson.

Archie was left to his own devices, watching (Y/n) skip to the others. When he and (Y/n) first met, Archie was baffled. How could such a bubbly and happy girl, so full of life, be in the middle of a bloody war? He asked those questions, though found himself hesitant to know the answers. (Y/n) was the type to make stupid, corny jokes and use pick up lines on them all, but mostly to Archie. 

Archie found them dumb, mostly unoriginal and he would possibly strangle any of the other Basterds for even attempting to lay so many on him. His and (Y/n) relationship was platonic to the ordinary observer, but Archie's affection seemed to be obvious to everyone but (Y/n).

He knew that developing feelings for someone right now would most likely result in tragedy, and (Y/n) deserved so much better. She deserved all the good things life had to offer and if Archie wasn't to be one of those things, then so be it. As Archie's eyes focused on (Y/n), he didn't notice Donny coming up behind him. The harsh clap to his shoulder sent Archie a bit forward, a surprised grunt escaping him.

"Donowitz, you scared the wits out of me!" Archie exclaimed. Donny let out a chuckle.

"Yeah, you had your eye elsewhere, Tommy boy." Donny said. Tommy was the less than comical nickname that Americans used for Brits. In any of the cases, he could always call Donny a Yank, and he knew that would sent the Bostonian up the wall. Archie never really minded the nickname anyway. He adjusted his shirt collar. "I have no idea what your talking about." He said calmly, hiding the blush on his face. Donny smirked. " You're lying, Arch." He said simply. Archie turned to him in surprise.

"I...you don't know what you're talking about." Archie insisted. Donny walked closer, placing his large hand on Archie's shoulder. Archie craned his neck to look up to the Sergeant, their height difference more apparent than ever. "You love her, don't you?" Donny asked. The seriousness in his tone was rare, making Archie know he was being serious. A silence passed by, the crunch of fallen leaves becoming more audible. "I've seen the way you look at her, so don't lie to me." Donny inquired. Archie sighed. "It's really that obvious?" Archie asked.

"To everyone but her apparently." Donny said. A soft laugh made Archie look over, his own face contorting to a smile when he sees (Y/n) laughing with Smithson. Seeing her happy made his heart pick up in pace. "I suppose you're right, Donowitz...but...I'd rather keep things as they are now."

"What the hell? Why?"

"We are in the middle of a war Donny. She will be put in unnecessary danger for even associating with me." Archie expressed. Even the thought of her getting hurt because of him, made Archie feel sick. "I understand that, but do you really want to live your life, knowing you never said anything?" Donny asked.

Archie never expected someone like Donny to be so insightful. Not that he thought of Donny as incapable, but he just never showcased any knowledge on love specifically. The world was full of so many surprises, wasn't it? "What guarantee do we have that we'll make it, Donny? I don't want to promise her everything and then give her nothing." Archie expressed frustration. "Well you won't know until you tell her!" Donny retorted, rather loudly.

"Tell her what?"

Archie froze, while Donny's face was slowly overtaken with a mischievous grin. He slowly backed up, saying he heard Aldo call him. Archie silently cursed himself and Donny. "You alright there Archie, you look pale." (Y/n) commented. "Is this about my pick up lines?" She asked slowly. (Y/n) knew that most of the Basterds found her lines annoying and sometimes irritating, but that never warranted a reaction. She was also aware that there was a good chance that this wasn't about that at all. 

Archie chuckled, his eyes down cast. "No...um...well...I have something to confess." Archie finally breathed. (Y/n) ears perked up and her (e/c) widened slightly. "I...I actually find those stupid pick up lines very...endearing. And I find you...very endearing." Archie said carefully.

God, he felt like a boy again. That fear from before appeared once more, the fear that she and him wouldn't have a lifetime together. That Archie wouldn't get to hear those stupid lines again. But then, he thought of Donny's words. "You won't know until you try." He had said. "Archie...what are-?"

"Ivebeeninlovewithoyouforalongtime!"

Another silence passed through them. It was clear that (Y/n) hadn't really understood him. Archie took a breath, speaking slower then before. The parts she did manage to hear made her heart pick up. " I have been in love with you for a long time...I never said anything because I was...I was afraid." Archie confessed. "Afraid that if I promised you so much...I wouldn't be able to give it to you." He finished with a breath. A comfortable silence settled between them, as Archie awaited for her to answer. With a swift move, (Y/n) was upon him immediately, the biggest of smiles on her face. "You have no idea how long I have been waiting for you to say that." She breathed.

With their arms wrapped securely to one another, Archie leaned in to whisper in her ears. "I promise I will give you everything and more." He said, before planting a soft kiss to her neck. "Archie, you know...if you were a triangle, you'd be acute one." (Y/n) replied. 

"I just told you I loved you and you...oh forget it." Archie laughed, before picking her up in her arms. "What can I say...you are adorable." She replied. After such a heated session of confessions, Archie and (Y/n) spent the night under the stars, as he whispered a thousand promises to her awaiting ears. 

For the first time in a long time, life felt good.

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Speaking her language

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Hope you’ll like the story!

The South of France is a safer place for the Basterds, as they took a break after their last mission.

They were currently hidden in a remote cottage near the small village of Gassin. Its inhabitants were kind and helpful, which was a blessing for Aldo Raine and his men.

“No news from the superiors, Lieutenant?”

“Na yet, Donny. But ya can be sure that we’re gonna heard about them, one way or another!”

“So, let’s enjoy our free time!" happily exclaimed Hirschberg as he ate a piece of cake.

"Can you sometimes stop eating, you glutton?" admonished Andy.

"But Mrs. Dupin’s pies are so delicious!”

As the others were gently chatting, Wicki was gazing at (Y/N) (L/N), the only woman in the group. He could not help but smile while looking at her as she read a book. 

If you ask him, he would probably answer that everything she did was perfection. To sum up, he fell heels over head in love with the woman.

Of course, the other Basterds were aware of it and never missed an opportunity to tease him about his crush. Even Hugo loved taunting him!

Wilhelm’s daydreaming was interrupted by Utivitch, who shyly asked:

“Hey, (Y/N)?”

“Yes, Smithson?” answered the woman with a gentle smile.

“What are you reading?”

“Oh, I was reading Les lettres de mon moulin by Alphonse Daudet. It is a French collection of short stories about Provence!”

“Okay… Wait, you understand French?”

She laughed.

“Uti, can you remind us what is my job here?”

“She is the translator, you dummy!" growled Hugo.

"Don’t be so harsh, Stiglitz!" scolded Hicox.

"Indeed, I am the translator of the group.”

“Of course!”

“By the way, how many languages do you speak?" inquired Omar.

A sly grin appeared on her face.

"What if we played a little game?”

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