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triptuckers · 3 months
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on the bottom of the lake - percy jackson
Request: yes! "I love ur writing!! could you write something w Percy helping anxious reader?? I’ve been super stressed lately and idk this show is keeping me sane lmao" Pairing:  Percy Jackson x reader Summary:  you've been stressed and percy knows the perfect way to help you relax Warnings:  reader being stressed, some swearing, anxiety Word count:  917 A/N: I drew so many pjo characters yesterday I cant wait to share them when I'm done with them :) thanks for your request, enjoy!
you don't know if you've ever felt like this. sure, you'd been stressed before. but now you're losing sleep over it. and not a few hours, just nights without zero sleep at all.
you've got a big project you need to do for school over the summer. if you call, it'll be your last strike and you'd be expelled. like it was your fault you had trouble reading and concentrating.
when you arrived at camp half-blood at the start of summer, you thought some of your worries would go away.
the opposite happened.
you saw everyone around you having a good time. they didn't have to worry about some project. they slept peacefully from night til morning.
even if you can't work on your project, you're constantly thinking about it. your mind never rests.
percy noticed you've been stressed and tries to talk to you about it, but you always shut him down. it's enough to think about it all the time, let alone talk about it.
after a couple of days, percy tries again. he really wants to help you, but he don't know why.
'hey, y/n?' says percy.
'what's up?' you say, looking up at him. you're supposed to help your cabin prepare for tonight's bonfire, but so far you're not helping much.
'about your project-'
'gods, will you leave it alone, percy!' you burst out. 'I think about that fucking project all day don't you start about it as well!'
percy takes a step back and you realise it's because of you.
'I'm sorry! sorry!' you say, getting up and grabbing one of his hands. 'I'm so sorry I didn't mean it.'
you feel tears slowly starting to fall.
'hey, it's okay.' says percy softly. he reaches up and brushes a tear from your cheek. 'want to go to the lake for a while?'
you nod. percy leads you to the lake. you close your eyes and let the breeze calm you down. but still the project is on your mind. if you go to your cabin now, you could get some work done.
percy tugs on your hand and you open your eyes to look at him.
'get in.' he says, nodding his head toward the lake.
'now?'
percy nods.
'percy, I don't want to go swimming right now.'
'do you trust me?'
'of course.'
'then get in.'
you sigh. what did you have to lose? maybe a swim would be nice.
'let me get my bathing suit.' you say.
'nope.' says percy, pulling you by your hand as he jumps in the lake. before you can stop him, you're pulled forward by his momentum. seconds later, the water surrounds you.
you want to yell at him for getting your clothes soaked, but you remember you're under water. once you get your bearings, you open your eyes, letting them get accustomed to the water.
you try to swim to the surface, but percy still holds on to your hand and pulls you further down, all the way to the bottom of the lake.
good for him, he's a poseidon kid. you aren't. you can't breathe underwater. surely percy knows that right?
he lets go of you hands and swims to the bottom of the lake.
you're going to have to go up for air soon.
you can see percy sitting down on the ocean floor, gesturing at you to join him. you squint your eyes. it looks like the water is less murky down there.
you let yourself sink down to percy's level. the water is less murky here because there is no water here.
'I didn't know you could do this.' you say, looking around the air bubble you're in.
'pretty cool, right?' says percy, smiling proudly.
'why are we here?'
'I mostly come here when I need to be alone. if you sit here in silence for a while, the fish will come up to you. and I always thought the waves are soothing to look at from down here.'
you look up and watch the waves for a while. sunlight pours through the water, giving it a soft glow.
you move closer to percy and rest your head on his shoulder.
the two of you sit there for a while. and percy was right. after some time, fish start to swim around your bubble.
percy tells you about the lake and the animals and after a while even two water nymphs come to say hello. percy knows them and introduces you to them.
you sit there for so long you lose track of time. it's getting late, so you decide to swim up to the surface.
normally you would have been soaked, but thanks to percy you're warm and dry.
you stifle a yawn as percy takes your hand in his and starts walking towards the cabins.
'thank you, that was nice.' you say.
'one of the bonuses of dating a poseidon kid.' says percy, lightly squeezing your hand.
he notices you hadn't talked about your project at all when you were in the lake. and you look genuinely tired. he hopes you can get at least one good nights sleep tonight.
'want to stay at my cabin tonight?' he says.
you smile and nod. 'yeah I'd like that.'
the two of you head to percy's cabin to get some sleep. and percy had been right, you got a good night of uninterrupted sleep. you dreamt of nothing but the comfort of the lake, and percy's presence next to you.
A/N:If you want to request something, make sure to read my house rulesHere’s the list of characters I write for. Everything that I have written can be found on my masterlist. Please don’t repost my work, as I spend much time and effort on it!! Thank you for reading! Much love, Marit
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dixieconley · 3 months
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In Which Anakin Was Chosen To Fuck Shit Up
Idea courtesy of @justafanwarrior: What i'm seeing is Anakin calling Padmé in panic because "I took down the Senate! It was an accident! Well not really they were allowing slavery, but I didn't mean to like, take over the Galaxy! Please help me manage things and uh not having to be in charge? Please Angel?" and @vaugemessenger: He would probably also take down the senate in the process for allowing the zygerrian slave empire to exist without consequences
Sequel to:
Rex (the one with the brain cell): You do realize that by killing the chancellor, we've essentially declared martial law, leaving you in charge of the Republic right now, sir? Anakin: ::anakin.exe has stopped working:: Rex: Sir? They want to negotiate a surrender. What do you want to do? Fives: Overthrow the patriarchy! Establish a fast food empire! What? I could really go for some fries right now. Echo: We're free and in charge. I guess that means the general really *is* the Chosen One.
[Flashback to two months after arriving at the temple: Obi-Wan: I want you to visit the creche, Anakin. The initiates there are your age and it would really be best if you had friends that aren't droids. (Everyone really hates C3P0. Vos is considering going dark side. 'Just to violently dismember it then melt its metal in the nearest sun. Then I'll come back. We can go to Dex's after and celebrate. It'll be fun!') Anakin: I really hate you right now. ::at the creche:: Initiate: ::::pissed that this dickhead somehow has a master and she's maybe never going to get one:: How do you rate a master, pipsqueak?:: (Yes, it's Barriss. Of *course*, it's Barriss.) Anakin: I'm the Chosen One! Initiate: Chosen for what? Fucking shit up? Anakin: … Initiate: Yeah. Thought so. Get back to me on that.]
Anakin: ::panicking:: Angel, Angel, I really need you. You have no idea how bad I need you right now. Padme: Well, okay, but this is a strange time for a booty call. Anakin: No, listen-- wait, what? …uh, what are you wearing? ::twenty minutes later and relevant explanations issued while relaxed and no longer panicking:: Padme: I was born for this.
Anakin: Master, please! I really need your help! Obi-Wan: What did you accidentally on purpose destroy this time? Anakin: Hey! That's so not fair! I… okay, so I *did* kinda take down the chancellor, but only 'cause he made me a slave master, and now Padme says I'm technically in charge of the Republic because he had all these powers and for some reason made me his heir plus they're kinda scared of what I'll do since I blew up half the Senate building. And Dooku called and I kinda maybe ordered the GAR to glass Serenno and guess what? Dooku, um, made *you* his heir which makes you technically in charge of the Separatists, so… Obi-Wan: … Anaking: Master? Obi-Wan: What I'm hearing is that the war is over and I can finally get some sleep. Anakin: Master?? Obi-Wan: ::already snoring:: Anakin: I really hate you right now.
Anakin gets named emperor and nopes out of the day-to-day side of running an empire. Padme's his wife, which makes her the empress, she can do this. She was a queen once, right? How different could it be?
But being emperor *does* give him power to give the GAR orders and a LOT of sway with the Jedi council. So Anakin takes up slaver hunting as a hobby. (Senator Free Taa, I'm looking at you.) The Zygerrians and the Hutts go on the endangered species list. So do the Kaminoans. Most of the GAR joins in gleefully. (They take holos for everyone who isn't be there when Tipoca City is destroyed then exploded then vaporized. They may be holding a grudge. There's a huge viewing party. And a yearly celebration.)
Fives is named the duke of fast food. Dex's becomes the official caterer for the royal family and entourage. And if that entourage coincidently happens to be officially defined as the 501st? He isn't the one who determines such things. (Echo is, and is in on it for the milkshakes.)
The Force bubbles with delight. It chose the right person to fuck shit up.
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imabeautifulbutterfly · 5 months
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Choice - Chapter 8
Summary: Din tries to learn more about what happened between you and Luke
A/N: Hello Lovelies,
The story is coming to an end, it'll probably be another two or three chapters, but it is ending. I already have Gym Membership ready to go, at least Crosshair's section. I have to finish Omega's and then the series will be done. Can't believe another story will be coming to a close.
I hope everyone is staying safe. The world just keeps getting crazier. Just know that I love oo.
Warnings: Heart ache, disappointment, regret, silence, finding a home, over eating (not really since it's Grogu), I think that's it, if I miss any please let me know.
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When you came out of the room and realized Luke had left, your heart plummeted. Somehow knowing he walked out on you again hurt twice as much. The only thing he indicated to Din, was that he’d be in touch but neither of you heard anything. Weeks passed with no sign of Luke. You never trusted his timing on things, you learned that the hard way, and truth was if he wanted to find you, he could. 
As the days passed, the hope of seeing Luke again was slowly diminishing. You just wanted an opportunity to talk with him, to clear the air. But the disappointment you’d gotten used to when you were by his side all those years ago, had felt so foreign, it nearly broke you. 
Thankfully, you returned to your comfort and safety before you dwelled on it any longer. To think that Nevarro had become a safety to you, shocked you more than Luke appearing in your life again. 
The home High Magistrate Karga, lovingly bestowed to Din after his service to the people here, was  just as much your home as it was Din and Grogu’s. Din made sure you knew you were welcome there without hesitation. He even made sure to that your room was a sanctuary, that his home was a place you could always rely on. Din did whatever he could to make you feel comfortable and appreciated. He even marked out a spot for your ship. 
As soon as your home came into view in your transparisteel view screen, a smile automatically found its way to your lips. You couldn’t wait to step foot on that soil of land, to hear Grogu’s light laughters, to hear Din’s footfalls as he learned to relax more and more. 
It was still night time when you arrived, you didn’t want to wake anyone and headed straight for your room after a quick shower. It was several hours later when a warm, spicy and comforting smell wafted into your room, waking you from your peaceful slumber. 
As much as you wanted to continue sleeping, the demand for food coming from your stomach won out your demand for sleep. You slowly wandered out of your bedroom, as the oversized shirt you were sleeping hung slightly off your shoulder. 
You couldn’t help smile as you saw Din busy focusing on his task, completely unaware of your presence, “Something smells good?” 
“I made some stew” he answered without missing a beat. No matter how hard you tried to surprise him, he refused to show that you caught him off guard. 
“For breakfast?”
Din turned to look at you, tilting his head at you, “You complaining?”
“Nope. Not at all.” You knew the moment you did, Din would make sure you never got to eat it, all day. 
“Good” he put a steaming plate in front of you, as he placed another plate in front of Grogu.
You couldn’t help watch as Grogu scarfed down ever last morsel in front of him, you simply smiled and chuckled at his antics, “How many plates is that for him?” You asked as you put a spoonful of the warm and delicious meal in your mouth. 
“Um… I think 4 or 5”
“Where does he put it all?”
“Good question”
Grogu simply giggled as he leaned against your shoulder, his eyes drifting closed, now that his stomach was full. As soon as he fell asleep, you placed him gently in his crib, returning back to your own meal.
Din took the seat in front of you, his hand clasped on the table, as his helmet bore into your very thoughts. There was no questioning, that he would eventually ask, it was just a matter of when. He knew if he just stared long enough, without saying anything it would only be a matter of time before you caved. 
You glanced up every few seconds feeling the piercing stare from his visor. You hated it when he started playing this game, you hoped he would say something. The silence and piercing gaze was always a sure victory to the game you two would play when neither of you wanted to talk. Didn’t matter who it was, as soon as the silence and piercing gaze enter the game, whoever was on the receiving end would automatically lose.
You tilted your head, smirking at his glare, “Okay, what?”
He smiled as he tilted his head, mimicking your movements. Din knew how much you hated it, when he did that, mainly because you could see his face but you knew he was mocking you. He hoped it was putting you at ease, he wanted to find out more about what was going on between you and the Jedi, and he’d been patient for the past few weeks, but now he wanted details. He wanted to know exactly what was the reason for your saddened appearance ever since the Jedi walked out.
“You gonna ever tell me what happened with Luke?’
You knew you should tell him the truth, tell him exactly what happened, and why Luke meant so much, but no matter how hard you tried, your eyes simply found your plate more fascinating than anything in the galaxy. I took another spoonful of the stew, ignoring how Din’s gaze was boring straight into my soul.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, you were there when we talked”
He let out a sigh, he was trying to be more active, to actually show you what he felt, what he always felt when you were around him. He simply reached across, moving his hand forward and taking your hand in his as if it were the most normal and casual thing he had ever done. His thumb gently ran over your knuckles, hoping his feelings were showing through. He didn’t want to hide anymore, not from you.
“You know I’m here for you. I can see you’re still hurting and not from the conversation you two had in that abandoned apartment. This pain you carry around isn’t a new, it’s an old pain, one seated deep inside your heart. It pains me to see you baring the brunt of this pain, all by yourself. I don’t want to see you hurt.”
“I’m not hurting” your voice was low, as your eyes slowly focused on his visor. Your fingers tightened around his, letting his strength seep into you, to be able to face this conversation..
“If you weren’t hurting, then why did we have to leave so fast from there?”
“Safety”
Din didn’t say anything, he simply tilted his head as his gaze refocused on your every facial expression. There was no doubt in his mind, you knew he didn’t believe you, he didn’t exactly hide it, but what he wanted you to realize, was that he wasn’t going to let you keep holding on to this pain by yourself, he wanted you to know he was there by your side to help you carry this unbearable weight. Always.
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yagirlhollzx · 11 months
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My moony
Remus lupin x fem!reader angst/ fluff
Warnings: werewolf!remus, full moon, injury, mentions of blood
Ik it's a bit short
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It was the night of the full moon. And remus was very clingy and cuddly around these times. He'd be extra protective aswell. Sirius, James, and Peter come into the dormitory to bring remus to the shrieking shack for the transformation. They basically pry him off of you and say goodbye. You know it will be a tough night.
A few hours later your awake in his bed worried sick. You're trying everything to just go to bed but nothings working. Counting sheep. Nope. Convincing yourself he's fine. Nope. You toss and turn trying and trying but you know you won't be able to sleep.
You decide to go for a late night walk since that normally helps. You look at 5he clock and it 4 am it's nearly sunrise so it'll be safe. You get up and put on one of his Grandad jumpers and your slippers and head out. You reach the exit of the castle and the wind blows on your bare legs leaving goosebumps. You step outside hugging onto yourself to try and keep warm. You know you won't be asleep until tonight so the wind is really keeping you awake.
You (dumbly) decide to walk over near the forest and you hear noises in the distance. You hear a voice. Its sirius. He's telling you to go but he's injured. You run up to him and he whisper-shouts "go". You ignore him and walk past him. He struggles but gets up and follows you. Your pretty far into the forest with sirius while he's telling you all about what happened when you both hear a low growl. He turnes into padfoot. You hear the low growl again but it's right behind you. You see paddoot freeze. You move a tiny bit closer and look in his eyes. Fear. 'Shit' you thought to yourself.
You slowly turn around to see a werewolf staring right back at you. You know you have to hold eyecontact buy your scared and turn to padfoot who's still frozen. You then get tackled into the floor by the werewolf. You scream as the lycanthrope attacks you clawing you everywhere. The dog then tackles the werewolf off of you and the pain of claws being ripped from you makes you scream even louder. Your at the point of crying. Sob after sob leaving you. You hear the dog whimpering and you turn to see the lycanthrope running towards you again dog limping behind a tree.
Next thing you know it's attacking you again biting and clawing you even harder than before your hyperventilating now and all of a sudden you feel the same feelinf of claws being ripped from you once again but this time you see a pretty injured deer attacking the wolf. Then you turn the other way to see Peter. He sits you up and takes the jumper off you leaving you in a short sleeved pajama top and a matching pair of shorts.
He putts the jumper over his shoulder not to leave any evidence and picks you up to bring you to madame promfery. You arrive about 5 mins later and Peter puts you down on a bed and tells her to close the curtain for when remus arrives. He then puts the jumper down and explained what happened and left to get remus.
Your put to sleep and madame promfery cleans all your wounds and closes the curtain on the way out to await our mooney. A few minutes later the boys walk in and set mooney down on the bed opposite. Madame promfery deals with them and tells them to all get some rest.
A few hours later you wake up to see the curtains open and a very worried looking remus staring at you. "Y/n what the fuck happened to you?" Were the first words out of his mouth. You look at sirius and he nods. "Rem I'm sorry I walked into the forest totally ignoring sirius telling me to go and well you attacked me........twice" "TWICE" he shouted. "Omg I hurt you I promised I'd never hurt you I broke my promise and you'd probably never forgive me or talk to me again.." "rem I forgive you" you said wobbly standing and limping over. Getting into his bed and him laying on your chest "no" he said "you don't have to" "rem I know it wasn't you that hurt me it was that stupid wolf, I'll always forgive if you have a good reason" "now let's cuddle and get back to sleep." "Ok buba" he whispers. "Your my mooney" you whisper "your mooney" he replies. "My mooney" you whisper again before falling asleep with him in your arms drifting off not that long after. "There so cute" said james "so cute" sirius replied.
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movietimegirl · 6 months
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Ahsoka ep 7 thoughts time! It's not in order.
Hera is in court and of course THAT guy had to be there🙄
Mandaolore and Moff Gidon name drop! Mando S3 is took place before Ahsoka Comfriend! Looking forward to Din and Grogu will meet the ghost crew!
I know Hamato did not just say Moff Gideon was just a random warlord. Like...what? This guy knows nothing.
It's my boy CP30 in the name of Leia Organa!
"Mere droid" Chopper is about throw hands!
Hera has been saved! Leia is a queen!
Ahsoka is training with Anakin's training log. Apparently, it was the last one. 🥺
Also Ventress, Dooku, and Grievous name drop! Woo!
OH my god! They are shooting at the Space Wales! Leave them alone!
Oh good, the wales are noping out there.
Into the Space wale grave yard we go.
Meanwhile, more Sabine, Ezra, and space crabs!❤️
Ezra catching up on things. And hey...Zeb name drop!
"That's what they say" I believe that was a jab at the sequel trilogy 🤣
I believe Sabine left Jacen out on purpose. She wants Ezra see him for himself. I going to pass away when he finds out that he is the son of Kanan.🥺💚
Ezra is really asking how Sabine got and she keeps saying it's complicated. The truth is coming in the final. Oof🤧
"What? Why? I mean...Congregations." Oh, Ezra. Eman Esfandi is doing such an awesome job bringing Ezra to life. I'm going to make a separate post because deserves so much praise for his performance! 👏🏾
Baylan is leaving Shin? Come on now! What on this planet is so important to him leave his appearance like that?
Ahsoka is reaching out to Sabine. She hears her. And the night sister knows his location.
Ohhh, Thrawn knows Anakin was Ahsoka's master. Now the question is, are they going to make the books canon? Because Thrawn has actually met Anakin during the Clone Wars and later Darth Vader. It'll be interesting how Filoni will handle this.
Ahsoka and Huyang it on the way.
Ezra, Sabine, and the crab people are under attack!
"Take us a prisoners" That was SO Ezra!
Ezra taught them how use a slingshot! It's true! It has to be!
Ezra dosn't need his lightsaber, he has force! Ngl, he remind me of Chirrut Îmwe when he fought 🥺
Ezra got moves! Stopping that lightsaber! Only to grab a blaster 🤣
Ahsoka and Baylan rematch! Fight! Huyang is air support.
Ha! Ahsoka took his ride
Ahsoka has arrived! It's the big three people!
I really feel bad for Shin here. Ahsoka said she can help her but she ran off, a lot going on in her mind. Where is she going to go now?😢
Ahsoka and Ezra hugs! Ahsoak laughing 💚💙🧡
Ezra holding crab's hands🥺
Thrawn did that to buy to get the heck out of here. Always one step ahead. They are going to have to stop him in the final.🥶
And that's it! I'm pretty sure I missed some things, wooo! Anyways, can you believe we're down to the final already? Times flys. Rick Famuyiwa is directing the final and I am hyped and scared on what's gonna happen. Till then, see ya then.👋🏽
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spicybylerpolls · 14 days
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cafe anon here, coming via willbyershandmoles! i didnt see the negative responses here but looks like my post got deleted?
so just to clear up:
i know not everyone will understand or empathise with what i said, but some responses seem to be that i, at age 20+, had a 'crush' on young teen finn and noah. NOPE, incorrect. I said there was a fleeting moment of confused attraction. that is very much not a crush. this moment of attraction lasted literally as long as what, a few minutes while we discussed the photo? we then moved on with our lives. we enjoyed the show but didnt engage in fandom of any kind, and only years later, when s4 arrived, did i even become interested in the show itself again. in what way is this a crush lmao? my heart didnt skip a beat. i didnt follow finn and noah on instagram. i did nothing. i simply acknowledged something with my friend, and honestly, it says more about the psychology of human attraction that it does about finn or noah themselves. it also says a lot about this kind of internet discussion, and i'm writing this post now but im aware it'll probs fall on deaf ears. ah well.
2. when my friend said they looked 'hot' she meant Hot with a capital H in the context of THESE PHOTOS ONLY. Hot as in 'Hot Girl Summer'. Or the 'Hot Girl aesthetic'. She meant that they looked like the stylists/PR/photographers were trying to make them look Hot. Just like MBB's stylist did for a long time. Our response to that realisation was THEN confusion, as I said, because not only did we not expect these young teens to be posing as such, but we did not expect to find ourselves inexplicably and uncomfortably attracted to these two people because of how they looked in THESE PHOTOS ONLY.
This is not crush behaviour. A crush is not looking at one still image of a person and acknowledging a weird attraction, and anyone that thinks so is revealing either their emotional or actual immaturity.
(i also did not mean that them 'standing there' was sexualisation or adult-coded, as willbyershandmoles pointed out, but rather everything about their stylised expressions, poses, attitude, styling, and the photography itself gave us that INITIAL instinctual impression. and this is proven by the fact that if you look at any other photo shoots of them at this age (or any age tbh) the vibe is not replicable. they look like the same people but different. it was why this shoot was shocking, and perhaps also why noah chose to single it out in his birthday post for finn just last year, despite the fact that it's been literally years and they are now grown up? something about this shoot's vibes was standout.)
thanks to the few who supported my post though - they understood the nuance of being human in a non-judgy way.
of course you dont need to agree with everyone here - that would be absurd - and i dont even care if people are trying to find out who i am and cancel me because the internet doesnt matter that much to me, tbh... but making a nuanced situation black and white is nuts, especially when i described in such detail the psychological depth of that situation. i don't feel ashamed about it, because it was a thought, and out of my control - but it was certainly interesting to reflect on. it happened, and i observed and analysed it. you wont be able to make me feel ashamed about it. i posted it becuase i find it a fascinating phenomenon, and i even thought some people might relate or feel seen. i certainly didnt post it for acceptance or approval.
condolences to any youngsters who were disturbed by it. i hope for your sake you extend better empathy to your own dark thoughts than you did to mine. cheero!
thanks for clarifying your story!
I didn't delete your post? It should be there somewhere. There were a lot of anons rushing to call you a pedo, and they really weren't in good faith. For the most part, they were one-sided attacks without any nuance or empathy, not really adding to the conversation. It's obvious why people are on guard, but we should all be quick to listen and slow to speak instead of rushing to make sweeping allegations.
some were also wondering why I posted your message, saying I shouldn't "give a platform" to "weird anons." But one shouldn't come to the anti-censorship blog and wonder why anti-censorship is being practiced. I think all should be allowed to share their story, no matter how potentially controversial. That doesn't mean endorsement, and it doesn't mean the opposite either. It just means freedom! We should all be able to share things without getting attacked or cancelled. And when we disagree, we should be able to do so civilly. so again, thank you for clarifying things!
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Notes for A Matter of Duty - Chapter 6: The depths beckon
Hoooo boy. That only took forever to write. "How about a soft vanilla sex scene," I said. "It'll be great for the story," I said. Well, we see how that turned out. This is about as vanilla as I can write. And about as soft. (Do I get an award for trying, at least?)
It's not meant to be the best pr0n. The rising tension kept getting derailed by Ayato's trauma responses, which is fairly accurate to how trauma can be experienced (and can interfere with sex or other kinds of intimacy), but then figuring out how to get back to the sex and rising tension was a trial every time.
I kept having quotes in the marginalia by medieval monks going through my head the past few days as I banged my head against the wall of this story. Wednesday: "I think I can finish this chapter today!" 2000 words later, still not done. Thursday: "Definitely today though." Nope. Friday: "…if I don't finish the chapter today, I will scream." But I did it, so that's a relief. (Now to repeat the cycle over again.)
I know shogi is seen and mentioned more than Go with the Kamisatos (though both of the games come up), but I have way more access to useful Go analogies and information and I already know the basics of Go. There's a whole shelf of Go books in my house because my nesting partner played very seriously for many years, and I can have them check over my Go scenes which is super helpful. I'd have to do a lot more studying to be able to write Shogi symbolism. Honestly, I feel like Go is a more appropriate game for the Kamisatos anyway, and makes for better metaphors in the political games Ayato is playing. My headcanon is that Ayato plays shogi with Thoma because it's easier for outlanders to get decent at playing it, whereas Go is simple to learn but incredibly complex to master. Ayaka is probably just barely a 1 kyū equivalent at this point in her life; by the time the Traveler arrives in Inazuma she'd be far higher. Ayato's probably around a 3 dan. Thoma would be an unranked beginner. (The ranks probably aren't used in Inazuma at this time, so this is just for conceptualizing handicap stones.)
One of the main areas I specialize in as a psychotherapist is trauma and PTSD. You'd think this would make it easy to find pithy resources on PTSD to stick in the Further Reading section, but instead it's hard because all the shorter, layperson-accessible articles are dissatisfying. I have lots of book recommendations, but that seems outside the scope of this list. (Complex PTSD by Pete Walker is my top recommendation for trauma books. Just ignore anything he says about mental health conditions that aren't PTSD.)
References, resources, and further reading:
Coping with flashbacks, nightmares, and intrusive thoughts: Explanations of re-experiencing symptoms in trauma, and coping strategies to deal with them. (Ayato was not using many coping strategies, and was in fact just "pushing through" the memories which just meant he kept dissociating. Don't do this if you have other options, because it can complicate the trauma responses and add referred triggers. Ayato is not handling his issues very well, don't do what he's doing.)
Depersonalization: A form of dissociation that Ayato was struggling with.
Symptoms of PTSD and complex PTSD: Pretty decent explanation of the symptoms and differences between PTSD and complex PTSD. (I mostly work with and experience complex PTSD, so that's more of what will show up in my writing.)
Yukata: Some history of the yukata and how it's worn.
Edo Measurements: The mō referenced a couple times is the smallest unit of measurement in the traditional, pre-metric Japanese system of measurement. It equates to 0.03030 mm or 0.001193".
Etiquette, Attitudes, Advice in the Game of Go: Of course Go has ritualized etiquette standards.
Tips and Advice on Go Etiquette: A little more contemporary etiquette but some of it still applies to historical politeness rules.
Go Proverbs: Ayaka referenced a couple of these.
Lessons in the Fundamentals of Go: I just browsed my partner's shelf of Go books, but it turns out one of the better books I referenced is available in .pdf form.
Anal training: This one's a more succinct, direct overview than some of the links from the previous chapter.
Bottoming 101: A reasonably thorough guide to bottoming in anal sex.
How to make bottoming easier: Tips and tricks for safe anal sex.
Summary of the fic itself with content warnings, tags, etc so you can decide if you want to read it or not before you click on the link.
A Matter of Duty
"Back then, I had no choice but to accept the position I was in. While I desperately looked around for powerful supporters, I endured smear campaigns and attempts to exploit me. I had no other choice… I didn't mind what became of me, but my family… No one can ever be allowed to trample over my precious family."
How Ayato secured powerful supporters, endured exploitation, and weathered the storm of the years following the death of his parents… and how Thoma helped him contend with a bunch of self-serving, degenerate public officials.
And how, after much stilted fumbling and well-intended sacrifice, they learned the truth of one another's hearts.
Note: Mind the tags. More specific content warnings will be given at the beginning of each chapter, and the story tags will be updated as needed. All characters involved in any sex scenes are adults.
Rating: Explicit. It's porn with plot. Porn as a vehicle for plot, or plot as a vehicle for porn, you can interpret it either way. (I prefer: porn and plot as a vehicle for ~feels~)
Tags that I'm not actually turning into tags here, but it gives you an idea of what you're in for: Kamisato Ayato/Thoma (Genshin Impact), dubious consent but not between Ayato and Thoma, slow burn, sex ed, first time, self-sacrifice, humiliation, exhibitionism, oral sex, anal sex, bdsm, bad bdsm etiquette, rough sex, breath play, impact play, bondage, service kink, abuse, sadism, codependency, shame, guilt, jealousy, possessiveness, trauma, ptsd, dissociation, political sex work, or sex work for political maneuvering, or political survival sex work if that’s a thing, exploitation, blackmail, political machinations, political intrigue, no aftercare, maybe someday some aftercare, hurt/comfort, mostly hurt for a long time but eventually comfort, oblivious disaster gays, for such socially savvy people they are terrible at personal relationships, dominant Ayato, submissive Thoma, top Ayato, bottom Thoma, Ayato is incredibly parentified, Thoma has no sense of self-preservation, self-sacrifice isn't a contest but don't tell Ayato and Thoma that, it's like the snipe-the-check game at restaurants but with sex and politics, Kushiel's Impact, no really this was in my drafts for the longest time as Kusheline Thomato Fic, everyone's an adult in this timeline except Ayaka, she gets protected at all costs, original characters out of necessity, finding appropriate existing Inazuma npcs for some of these roles was impossible, no beta we die like ayato's parents, let Kamisato Ayato say fuck, dead dove: do not eat, no seriously please mind the tags
Full fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47604337?view_full_work=true
Chapter 6 - The depths beckon: A game of Go, gathering strength, and finally: fumbling through more first-time sexual experiences.
Chapter contains: anal sex, first time, teasing, some power dynamics, subspace/topspace (kind of), sex while having a trauma response, flashbacks, dissociation, guilt/shame, self-loathing, dishonesty/lying
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Vriska Serket, John Egbert
Act 5, page 3881-3883
arachnidsGrip [AG] began trolling ghostyTrickster [GT]
AG: Hi, John human.
GT: auuugh!
GT: excuse me, alien time troll, but i am TRYING to wrap a present.
GT: really, you all have the worst timing.
AG: Yes, I can see that. Two ugly garments, and seeds for some kind of strange earth vegeta8le? Pretty lame present, John!!!!!!!!
GT: nope, not going to ask how you know my name, or what i'm sending, don't care.
GT: and one of these ugly garments is for me, also, it's not ugly, it's awesome.
AG: Not as awesome as something you will 8e wearing later, thanks to me.
GT: uh oh, my mouse is hovering dangerously close to the block button!
GT: it always does that when i talk to trolls, it is the dangdest thing.
AG: Calm down, I just thought I would foreshadow my existence to you at this quaint moment on your timeline.
AG: It is way too tempting not to let you know I have taken gr8 care to 8ecome a very important feature of your life.
AG: Or for that matter, to let you know that I will 8e giving you a present so much 8etter than the useless crap you're shoving in that 8ox.
AG: I will 8e giving you the gift of immortality!
GT: oh sweet, that has been on my wish list, ranking just below a mint condition little monsters poster, starring hollywood superstar, howie mandel.
GT: can i expect it to arrive on my next birthday??
AG: Yes, as a matter of fact. Nice guess!
AG: It will come at a cost though.
GT: the mandel poster, or immortality?
AG: The latter, jackass!
AG: In order for you to claim it, you will have to 8e quite gulli8le and allow me to arrange your murder.
GT: i see, here is where all the sick trolling begins!
GT: you can keep your present, i am not interested.
AG: 8ut you will 8e! You will happily go along with everything I tell you to do.
AG: And then, once I have completely earned your trust, I will kill you John. ::::)
GT: sigh...
GT: the other troll i just talked to was way better, if a tad grumpy, at least she was down with talking about cool movies, sort of.
AG: 8ut this is all true. I've seen it already. You have no idea how delicious the dramatic irony is right now!
AG: You will die. I will lead you into a trap, and watch you 8leed to death on a 8ig stone sla8 with a sword stuck in your chest.
AG: There is nothing you can do a8out it. In fact, it has already happened!
GT: that's nice. now scram, troll!
AG: I'll leave you alone soon enough.
AG: I was just feeling pretty pleased with myself, a8out all the 8rilliant plans I made for you and your friends.
AG: Stopping 8y in your past to mess with your head is really just a courtesy, 8ecause I like to think we're pretty good friends 8y the time I get around to killing you. ::::D
GT: ok, you got me!
GT: my feathers are all ruffled, and i can no longer tell my ass apart from a big orange earth vegetable!
GT: now can you leave me alone?
AG: I guess so.
AG: 8ut my inevita8le grisly murder of you notwithstanding, you're a pretty fun guy to hassle. It'll 8e difficult sparing you from the privilege of my company until your game 8egins.
GT: that is basically the worst pickup line i have ever heard.
AG: Please, John. As if there is any conceiva8le sequence of events which could lead me to consider you as a via8le romantic partner, in any quadrant. Even the pale ones.
GT: blurp durp bluh, more plausible alien sounding things.
GT: weren't you leaving?
AG: Yes.
GT: ok then...
AG: I mean, I was going to.
AG: 8ut now I guess I'm not.
GT: oh.
GT: why?
AG: 8ecause this isn't really happening.
GT: it isn't?
AG: It did, once.
AG: 8ut now it's just a memory.
AG: I guess I must 8e dead.
GT: ok.
GT: is this conversation over now? can i keep packing my present?
AG: The conversation as it went 8efore is already over. I said good8ye, and you 8locked me. Don't you remem8er?
GT: well,
GT: i was going to block you. but then...
GT: i didn't for some reason.
AG: Exactly. 8ecause we've already 8een through this. You're either asleep, or dead like me.
AG: Man! I can't 8elieve I let her trick me like that. Such an amateur mistake.
GT: i guess i am feeling something like deja vu... maybe.
GT: i still don't think i believe you, though.
AG: Hey........
AG: Do you have any recollection at all of the last message I sent you 8efore I died?
GT: i don't even know who you are!!!
AG: Yeah, I figured. Just as well. I made some pretty em8arrassing confessions to you.
AG: I guess I'm getting what I asked for in a way. Even though it's not what I pictured.
GT: what did you ask for?
AG: I asked you if you wanted to........
AG: You know.
AG: Hang out.
GT: was this after you killed me, and gave me immortality?
AG: Yes.
AG: So what do you say?
AG: Or, what do you think you might have said?
GT: about what?
GT: you mean, hanging out?
AG: Yeah.
GT: oh god, this is so ridiculous. you are just a crazy troll on the internet, and i need to get back to packing up this present for my friend! we are not going to hang out, i'm sorry.
AG: John, there is no present! You are not in your hive, and you don't have anything to send. She received it a long time ago. None of this matters anymore.
AG: If you don't 8elieve me, you are free to look out your window.
GT: what will that accomplish?
AG: It might help you remem8er.
AG: And........
AG: You will 8e a8le to see me.
AG: If you want.
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hugispuso-archive · 3 years
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EVERYONE LOOK AT WHAT CAME
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💜💜💜💜💜💜💜!!!!!!!!
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haneulseukai · 2 years
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𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭?
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CM and you, sharing a dance under the moonlight? Yes.
Okay but which cm tho
- camilo x gn!reader || carlos x gn!reader
- 18+ please dni!
- stupid camilo carlos twin brainrot took over, carlos is a menance to society (affectionate)
↳ Read part 2 here!
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"Pleaseeee can't you come to the casita for the celebration? Come on! It'll be fun!" Camilo clasps his hands together and did his best puppy eyes to convince you to attend the celebration his family holding tomorrow night at La Casita.
Now now, as much as you like camilo, there is no way you're going to a celebration where a crowd of people dance to loud music and having the potential possibility of getting blinded by flashy lights. Sure it's fun but, yeah...? No, immediate no for you.
"Nope, I gotta pass Cami, I need to finish this recent book I just bought"
"Just gooooo" he whines, shaking you by the shoulders, his touch lingering "I'll stay with you the whole night, I promise and if you were to feel uncomfortable, I shall escort you right out of there!"
You paused for a moment to consider, the offer was indeed tempting. Not only were you able to stick with Camilo the whole night, you won't look like an absolute moron standing in the corner alone.
You sighed in defeat "Fine"
"YESSSS You won't regret it I swear" he lifts a hand up as a sign of 'I won't ditch you i swear'.
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'I regret every decision I have made that made me come here'
You stepped into La Casita, the floor was covered with people dancing to rhythmic music. The lights brightly lit and it showcases the people dancing with happiness in their eyes and smiles. You have to admit it seemed fun but it still felt too much for you. You quickly head over to the kitchen where hopefully it is a lot quieter.
To your demise, the kitchen was loud and busy, Julieta was making snacks as the last batch ran out, Mirabel was seen arranging the snacks to their assorted bowls and even Camilo was there.
"Seriously, Cami" you raised an eyebrow at the chameleon with an arepas in his hand, biting into it before answering you.
"what, i was hungry" he shrugs as he munch on the snack he had snatched.
After the arepas had disperse into his mouth, he washed his hands and wiped it off on a towel before grabbing your wrist and dragged you back outside the kitchen.
"mami is having fun dancing" he points towards Pepa who's happily dancing with Félix "you should dance too" he turned towards you and smiled.
You couldn't tell if he was hinting you should ask him for a dance or he was simply inviting you right then and there. You decided to take your chances and ask him for a dance until a boy your age approached Camilo.
"Hola Camilo" he nods towards you as an apology for interrupting their conversation "Can I talk with you for a moment? I need you to help me with something"
"sure" Camilo answered the boy and gave you an apologetic smile as he followed the boy 'We'll talk later' he mouthed to them.
Helpless, you just nodded and decided to stand and watch the others dance instead.
'So much for I'll stay with you the whole night I promise'
You got bored pretty quickly and went to the back door of the casita.
The backdoor of the casita leads to a forest, being familiar with the place, you knew exactly where to go to reach your private hideout. You head straight into the forest until you emerge into a small hidden area.
The area was quiet and peaceful, perfect for you to do whatever you wish and like without any interruption nor an audience.
Upon arriving however, you halted at the sight of a familiar silhouette. It was sitting under a tree that's shielding it from the moonlight.
'Camilo?' you thought to yourself, although it's seemingly impossible for it to be Camilo.
The silhouette felt dark and mischievous but not Camilo mischievous, even if the curls are the same way, the ruana worn was evident and red, definitely not yellow like the chameleon you liked.
"Done staring?" the silhouette spoke and turned it's head towards you and raised an eyebrow "y/n, huh, thought you'd be with my older brother. He's always clinging over you and talks about you, it's annoying"
You flinched when you realised it was Camilo's younger brother, Carlos also known as the bigger troublemaker of the two. The moonlight finally revealing his face.
You shook your head to collect yourself "I- i uh he- I needed a break, the music made my ears burst and the crowd made me feel trapped" you replied as you approach Carlos "Can I join you?"
Carlos looked up to you indifferently and grinned "Ew no" he chuckled mockingly "This is my hideout, I'm kicking you out of here"
You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms "I found this place when I was younger and never a single time I ever saw you here" you retorted, offended by his accusation.
"Chill I was joking" he pats the space beside him "Knock yourself out"
You smiled at his response and sat beside him. A little distance between you and Carlos, not to invade his personal space. The both of them continued to watch the moon glowing as it's gate of stars dances.
"Why do you like my brother anyway, he's so loud and annoying" the boy asked, his attention still on the moon "like sure, he's friendly and all but what makes him sooo likeable. His jokes are horrible! Was it his looks? We basically have each other's faces yet here i am" he throws his hand a little sarcastically.
Your face has a tint of red when you realised Carlos was aware of your liking towards Camilo. "I do not-"
"Seriously, your eyes literally went brighter whenever you see him"
You sighed, unable to deny him. You wanted to answer his question and you would. You wanted to mention how caring Camilo was and how he took care of you despite his schedule. The way his freckles are evident everytime you see him, thinking about how much his past life's lover loved him so much to give him so many freckles. How much you badly wanted to be the one who adds more.
You kept quiet instead, the more you thought about your answer the more you realised how often Carlos had been in his brother's shadow.
"You're great too you know" you elbowed him gently "despite being a menance to the town's people with your pranks, you don't seem like a bad guy"
Carlos rolled his eyes and snickered "As if. You're calling me a good guy..?"
"I've seen the way you tried to take care of your family in your own way is all I'm saying. Well except for Camilo sometimes"
Carlos stayed quiet, the silence in the air made you feel afraid that you have said something offensive or wrong. A flash of 'why would he be offended at a compliment' appeard in your mind as another thought replied to it 'what if he thinks im looking down on him?'
After a while of silence, you decided you should say something
"I-"
"Get up" Carlos cutted you off as he got up from the patch of grass. He turned towards you and held out his hand "We should dance"
To say you were surprised at his invitation was an understatement. You felt heat creeping up your neck and cheeks when you grabbed his hand to accept the dance. A giddy smile threatening to show made you bit the inside of your cheek as Carlos pulled you up.
"Better to dance than just sulk around, right?" he pulled you closer to him, his eyes looking deep into yours as he held your hand and guided your other hand to his shoulder before grabbing your waist. You blushed under his touch, silently hoping the moon doesnt light your reaction.
A comfortable silence fell between them as they waltz across the grass to the slight wave of music coming from the casita. It was a greaceful slow dance with the moon -and a few stumbles here and there, it isnt a flat ground, cut them some slacks-. Even so, you wouldn't dare to look up into his eyes but you could tell he's staring at you, almost as if he could see right through your anatomy.
"So, have you been watching me for a while?" Carlos asked, the teasing tone in his voice convinced you that he has a smirk slapped on his face.
You looked up at him and raised an eyebrow "tch- why would i be looking at you Carlos Madrigal?"
He snickered at your response "You didn't answer my question. Why? Do you like me?" He grinned "I thought you liked Camilo"
The grip you had on his hand tightened subconsciously as you felt your cheeks went up in flames. You weren't sure if it was because of Carlos mentioning your 'crush' or the sick possibility of liking him.
"Likely story, that's a heavy accusation"
"Right" he pursed his lips and dipped, supporting your shoulder to avoid dropping you "How would you know I care for my family? Doesn't everyone think I don't give a crap about anything?"
The sudden move surprised you "Carlos, I literally saw you in your 'ready for battle' stance when someone made fun of Mirabel, woah-"
He pulled you back up "Keep going"
"Um- I saw you bringing a towel for Tia Pepa after she let out how upset she was. I thought that was sweet of you. Although your most memorable act was probably when you sneaked empanadas and arepas con queso under your ruana when Camilo was upset" you chuckled at the scene you had witnessed a few months back "you're really not as bad as you think Carlos"
He stopped leading the dance; gazing down at the grass as his feet played around with it, slowly grazing them back and forth.
You looked at him worried, you lifted your hand that was on his shoulder and reached for his cheek "Carlos?" You felt warmth under your hand and if the heat ever increased, you might even get burnt.
Carlos leaned into your touch, his hand that was grabbing your waist was now gently on the hand you had on his cheek.
"Muñeca" he wrapped his arms around your waist with his other hand and pulled you in "I would say that you're in love with me"
You swore you could hear him chuckled as your heartbeat accelerated. If you weren't already red when he used a pet name on you then you must be burning as of now. Your hand on his cheek loosened but he insisted on making it stay in place.
He leaned in closer to your ear and whispered "Kidding" you could definitely hear him smile as he said that, your heart once again leaping out of your chest and you're sure he could definitely hear it.
Carlos gave a gentle kiss on your cheek before pulling back and lets go of you. Smiling as he watches you struggle to recover from what just happened.
"Bye princesa/principe~, thanks for cheering me up" he starts walking away from you, although he lowered his voice at the last part
"Carlos!" You called out which made him stopped and turned around as you stomped over to him and pulled him closer by the collar. "You're not getting away with this"
He grinned "What, you want to bet on it?"
With a rush of sudden confidence, you softly kissed the beauty mark under his lower lip "That's revenge. Let's not make this our last waltz gatito" you smirked at him before running pass by him to the casita, hiding your face as you screamed internally and asking yourself 'why did you do that'.
Carlos still stood where he was when you ran, poking his beauty mark as he was left flustered and too stunned to even move.
It was safe to say that the moon was happy that night and however cold he may seem, the moon will always have a warmer side.
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I will never be free.
Also I just like the idea of Carlos and the reader with Last Waltz in the background??? LIKE THE LYRICS THE MELODY?
Another thing! When Carlos said that Camilo would cling onto the reader and talk about them too much, he was actually talking about himself but refused to admit it!
So.... I think you guys forgot Cami right about now, no? Oh well I planned on having this end on a bad note with Camilo clenching his fists saying 'its on' over the reader or have him bitterly accept he was too late OR on a good note where him and Dolores high fives because they were purposely setting the both of them up. I decided to just let your imagination go wild, have your own ending!
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chemistry test | t.h.
tom holland x actress!reader
warnings: fluff and acting..?
summary: you're auditioning for the role of silk in the new marvel film. they've already chosen their spider-man and now it's time to see how much chemistry you two have.
wc: 1.9k
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"Hi! I'm here for the Marvel auditions?" you greeted the lady who sat at the front desk.
"Hello! What's your name?"
"Y/N Y/L/N."
Nerves were running through your veins at lightning speed. The lady gave you a kind smile and told you to head to room three hundred and sixteen. You returned the smile before heading to the elevators.
Upon entering, you were faced with at least fifteen other women who were also auditioning. All with black locks and brown eyes. You'd be lying if you said you weren't slightly intimidated. Sure, you had done some small films here and there, but looking at the competition now was frightening. A lady came and handed all of you a small script. At least it was a distraction. You spent the entire time reading your lines and trying your hardest to memorize them.
You sat in the waiting room for at least fourty-five minutes before your name was finally called and you were escorted into another space. Once you entered, your eyes were immediately drawn to the long table where the producers, casting crew and directors - who you've met hundreds of times in your previous auditions - were sat. You shook hands and gave greetings, the usual.
"Y/N, meet our new Spider-Man." Kevin gestured to the brunette boy at the front of the room.
He was cute. Dangerously cute. His small curls that laid messily only seemed to add to his appeal.
You smiled and walked over to him, "Hi. I'm Y/N Y/L/N. It's great to meet you." you offered your hand.
He returned the grin before shaking your hand, "Tom Holland. It's a pleasure." you noticed his British accent and couldn't stop yourself from the confused expression that took over your features.
"You're British?"
He nodded with a smile, "That I am, but," he switched to an American accent, "I can turn it off, too."
Your smile grew, impressed by his ability, "That's so cool. I would try a British accent, but I feel like I might offend you."
He laughed with you for a bit, his hand still holding yours. You both noticed the predicament and quickly withdrew your hands. Sheepish grins showed on both your lips.
Joe Russo cleared his throat, "A little background information in case you're not familiar with Cindy Moon's story."
You silently thanked him for this since you were not at all familiar with whatever the character entailed. Only getting small glimpses of her personality and behaviour before you got thrown into the mix of auditions.
"Cindy and Peter went to the same school and got bitten by the same radioactive spider. A man took Cindy and trained her, but also hid her in a bunker when her powers became too much for her to control. Her Silk Sense – which is her version of a Spider Sense – is incredibly powerful. Stronger than Peter's. In this scene, Peter is saving her from the bunker. Understood?" he spoke so quickly that you nearly didn't catch it all, but nevertheless, you nodded your head.
"Got it." you put the script to the side and took off your jacket.
"Now," Kevin spoke, "Remember, this is a chemistry test. So we want to see – not just how compatible your characters are – but you guys, as well."
Your palms began to sweat. You already knew that they were looking for chemistry, but being put on the spot made your anxiety sky rocket. You nodded again in understanding.
"Sounds good." Tom went to the other side of the room, "Good luck." he sent you another frustratingly attractive smile.
You nodded with your own grin, "Thanks, Spidey."
You spotted a small cot beside you and made your way over, laying with your back to Tom. Ready to start the scene.
"Action!"
Before any lines were given, you lifted your head, but kept it facing the wall. As if you were listening for something, waiting for something.
"Spider- Boy? Guy? Spider-something." you spoke to the wall and a second later, Tom's footsteps were heard behind you.
"I prefer Spider-Man." Tom's voice filled your ears as he leaned against the wall. "Nice to meet you, Cindy Moon."
You held a hand to your head, as if a painful migraine had just arrived. "Your presence is causing me pain. Who-" you looked up at the man, recognition dawning on your features, "Peter."
"W-what? N-n-no, no, no. Who's Peter? I'm Spider-Man." he insisted rather poorly. Deepening his voice.
You turned your body around, hanging your legs off of the cot, "I-I feel it. I remember you. Parker from my science class. Left row, three seats behind me. And my math and history. Front row in history. Middle in math. You always had a new backpack every week."
"Eidetic memory." he mumbled under his breath.
"Hm?" you furrowed your eyebrows.
"Nothing. Never mind. We can discuss this later. You need to get out of here. And I have come to save you from whatever this place is." he eyed the space with disgust.
You eyed him suspiciously, "Is this some Disney movie? Is there a magical horse drawn carriage waiting outside?"
He showed a boyish grin, "I guess you can call me your knight in red and blue spandex."
You scoffed and stood up, "Okay, Parker. How'd you know I was here?"
"Oh! This awesome dude, Tony Stark, he knows, like, everything! A-and he told me that you were here and sent me on a mission– Which is so cool! But yeah, he told me to come and save you. And that is what I am doing." he jumped up and down like an excited child.
You eyed the space around you, "Wait. M-my powers. I can't control them. I-I mean, I'm trying, b-but it's still—"
"—We can focus on that later! Right now, the richest and sickest guy on the planet is requesting you. C'mon." he grabbed your hand and, as scripted, you both locked eyes immediately.
You tried your best to look like you were falling in love. And as you stared into his deep brown eyes, you found that it wasn't that difficult. He stared back into yours. His hand still wrapped around your fingers. Your free hand travelled to his face, as if you were about to pull his mask up. Resting your palm on his jawline. His other hand that wasn't grasping yours, rested on your hip. A light pressure that nearly sent you into a haze. You both began to lean in and it no longer felt like acting until you squeezed your eyes shut, shook your head and pushed him away rather aggressively.
You put a hand on the wall, drawing heavy breaths in and out, "W-what are you doing to me?" you looked at him through heavy eyelids.
Tom was in a similar position, back against the wall, hand over his chest, "Mister Stark said that m-might h-happen." his head was thrown back against the wall, showing off the expanse of his neck as he swallowed. "Something- Something about our senses causes a strong- How do I say this? I-Intimate attraction between us."
Your eyebrows furrowed, eyes narrowing, "A-an attraction? An intimate attraction? To you? Ew."
He pushed himself off the wall, "Glad to see you haven't changed one bit, Moon." he walked away from you, "We really need to get going. You- Oh! I've been wondering this: Where's your webbing?" he looked around as if he was searching for it.
You stuck your hand out and pretended to shoot a string of silk out of your finger and onto the wall. Tom followed your movements with a starstruck expression.
"That's sick! I have to make mine." he frowned, "We got bit by the same fricking spider and yours is in your hands? Let me see!" he came closer and attempted to grab your hand again before you quickly put it behind your back.
"Don't touch me." you spoke slowly, "I-if this attraction is caused by physical touch. Please, do not touch me."
He plastered on a playful smirk, "Oh, it's more than physical, Moon."
You rolled your eyes and stepped away from the wall, "Dream on, Parker. Are we going to this Mister Stank or whatever?" you waved your hand with a limp wrist.
Tom gasped, "He's Iron Man! It's Mister Stark! Stark! Not stank! And you need a suit. Mister Stark has one ready for you at the compound, but you need something to wear on the way there." he looked around for one.
As if it had just dawned on your character that you were finally leaving the bunker, your attitude changed. A smile gracing your lips.
"I think I can do a little something."
You gestured your hands around yourself, pretending to create a suit from your silk. Tom watched with amazement, "Hey, how are you doing that?" he bent down and examined your body from head to toe.
"I had a lot of free time on my hands. Costume on-the-go. You like?" you smirked as you continued your movements.
Tom nodded his head as he came back up to stand beside you, "I could've saved so much time and money by doing that."
You finally completed your gesturing with a grin, "Ta-da! A bit sticky, but I think it'll do." you pretended to stretch around in the costume.
"Okay, let's go, Moon—"
"—Nope. Nuh-uh. When I'm webbed up like this, call me Silk." you smiled triumphantly.
And with that, the scene came to an end. The producers and casting directors all stood and clapped for you and Tom. You smiled widely at how successful it had gone. Before you could even react, Tom pulled you into a hug. Arms wrapped around your waist. Without a second thought, you wrapped yours around his neck with a laugh.
"You were amazing!" Tom praised you with a wide grin.
You couldn't help but to smile, "Thank you! It helps when you have an awesome scene partner."
His cheeks turned a shade of scarlet at your compliment before Anthony Russo spoke, "That was amazing! Thank you, Y/N."
You shook your head, "Thank you for having me."
Joe came and shook your hand, "Expect a call on Monday. Keep your ringer on." he smiled.
"And that wraps up the chemistry tests! Great job, everyone!" Anthony announced as you handed the script back to them and threw your jacket on.
You swung your bag over your shoulder and made your way to the door.
"Wait!" Tom called from behind you.
You stopped in your steps and turned around with a kind smile.
He held out his phone, "Since we're going to be working together, might as well get to know one another." he had a timid grin.
"Don't jinx it, Holland." you let a light chuckle fall from your lips.
He shook his head, "It's not jinxing, it's manifesting and you were by far the best Cindy Moon. You've already got the part." he insisted making you shake your head.
"We'll see about that." you punched in your number and before you could add your name, Tom took his phone back.
"Wait." he quickly typed away.
'silk'
You smiled at the contact name before offering your phone. He typed in his number and took it upon himself to put the name.
'spidey'
"I'll see you around, Y/L/N." he gave you a little salute making you laugh.
You nodded, "Definitely, Holland." you turned around and walked out of the door.
Both of you were so engrossed in your interaction that you didn't notice the producers and casting directors watching from afar. Proud smiles dawning their lips.
They found their Cindy Moon.
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niall-is-my-dream · 2 years
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Addicted to You - Part Fourteen
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So here's the next part. Catch up below! Emily x
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Your insecurities about your flat being broken into by Calvin while you were away proved to be ridiculous when you arrived home and the place was exactly as you left it. But this was what he was trying to do wasn't it? The following you from outside your flat was just to play mind games with you wasn't it?
There was no way in hell that he was going to make you feel like that again.
You arrived in your office on Monday morning at 8:30, Niall was going to call the Police Case Officer that was assigned to you all. He had the piece of paper with your scribbled notes on in his pocket.
Niall came by your office just after 10am with the news of how it went.
"So, they're not surprised he did what he did." Niall said as he made you both a coffee from your machine.
"They weren't?"
"Nope, he's still acting like he's innocent and that what I found he had being doing and the allegations from both You and Natalie are made up."
"He's such a twat."
"Yeah he is, but we can't let on when in court that we think like that. He needs to be given a fair trial and we need to be seen as credible witnesses. The truth will all come out in the end."
"Jack said similar to me last week actually. He's furious and was worried that Calvin might have tried to implicate him and others from the Accounts team."
"Their work was 100% accurate and they shouldn't be worried. He can try and intimidate us and lie about us but it's our word against just his. The only person who's in his corner is his solicitor."
"I know, I just hate the thought of his solicitor asking me questions when I don't know what they will be. I hate being unprepared."
"It'll be fine. Please don't let it worry you. We've got takeout at Ben and Rachel's tonight to look forward to."
"I know I know." You mumbled "Well, I need to get on so I can leave on time tonight, so you need to get your gorgeous self out of my office. You're distracting me!"
"Distracting you?!" He smirked.
"Yep, so bugger off!" You smirked back.
"Ok I'll go, I've got stuff to do anyway." He said as he placed your coffee down on your desk. "I'll see you later, I love you."
"I love you more." You replied, as you pulled him towards you by his tie.
"That's impossible petal." He smiled as he kissed you.
He left your office carrying his coffee and swaying his bum from side to side, laughter filling your office.
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"So, how was seeing the in-laws again?" Rachel asked Niall.
"Was a great weekend. I've always got on well with Jessie's family."
"Oh Niall you charmed them again didn't you?!" She laughed.
"Well........" He said smiling.
"Actually it was my nieces and nephews who were charmed the most!"
"Ah Uncle Niall is the favourite now is he?!" Rachel said.
"Isla actually asked me if she could call him that." You replied.
"Ah that's sweet! Did your Mum ask you when you were both having some?" Rachel said and you heard Niall choke on his drink.
"Oh she hinted ALOT but jeez that woman's got 5 already to keep her busy." You laughed as you patted Niall's back. "Told her she's greedy!"
"You ok there Niall?!" Ben asked laughing along with you and Rachel.
"Did she hint, I didn't hear her?!" Niall said.
"Oh she didn't say it near you. Wouldn't want to scare you away!" You laughed.
"Jesus! She could at least wait for us to be engaged!"
"Oh yeah and when's that going to be?!" Rachel said smirking.
"Literally just got back together guys!" You said shushing them.
"Well that biological clock is ticking Jessie!"
"Rach, we're the same age!"
"I know and we're trying!"
"Are you?" Niall asked looking between them both.
"Yeah we are." Ben admitted.
"Oh wow that's so exciting!" You said smiling.
"So happy for you both." Niall added.
Niall drove you both back to your flat just after 10:30pm. It had been a nice change to a normal quiet Monday night to be able to catch up with Rachel and Ben. You'd had a couple of glasses of wine with your take away, but Niall hadn't as he was driving.
"I'm going to take a shower." You said as you walked into your bedroom. Making your way across the room you closed the curtains, not before taking a quick glance up and down the street.
"Yeah, I need one to."
"Is that you inviting yourself to join me?!" You replied cheekily.
"It wasn't but ......... I'm not going to say no." He smirked.
Moving across the room you made your way to him. Reaching across you found the waistband of his suit trousers and pulled him towards you. His hands came up to cup your face and he didn't hesitate to lean in and kiss you.
"Do you even have a clue how difficult it is to keep my hands off you at work?!" He mumbled against your lips.
"Yeah I do actually, because I'm the same about you. I have to stop myself from bending over your desk everytime I'm in your office." You managed to whisper back as you undid his belt and trousers.
"Don't tell me that...." He sighed but then gasped as you dipped your hand beneath the fabric teasing him over his boxers.
"Do you think about me when you're alone in your office?" You said leaning in, grazing your lips with his and feeling him harden under your touch.
"You know I do. I would've had you the other day if you'd let me. Sitting on my lap, your legs spread like that, I would've touched you until you came all over my fingers."
"I wanted you to. But we said we'd be good at work."
"That was a stupid rule. Spent the afternoon with a massive hard on." He admitted.
"A massive one?!" You giggled.
"Ooohhh you cheeky ......... " He said as he kissed you.
You undid the buttons on his shirt as his hands continued to cup your face. His fingers caressed your cheeks before gliding up through your hair.
"Bathroom." He whispered inbetween kisses.
The water was hot and the shower filled with steam within minutes of you both being in there. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders as his hands wandered up and down your body.
"I'm so addicted to you, you know that?" He said as his lips explored your neck. "Just want you all the time."
His words hit you hard and you couldn't imagine wanting to be anywhere else other than with him. Reaching across to the shelf, he took the purple bottle of body wash and poured some in his hand. His hands continued to explore your body, the body wash foaming up and bubbles appearing across your skin.
Your body was tingling with anticipation of what he was going to do. He was teasing you right now, his fingers caressing your body, this thumb flicking across your nipple.
"Turn around." He managed to mumble, his voice showing you how turned on he was right now.
The water splashed across your chest washing the bubbles away as you stood under the spray. Niall moved his lips gently across your shoulders, up your neck until they were right by your ear.
"Do you remember that first shower we took together?" He said and your body shivered as you took in his words.
"Y..e..s...sss." You panted out.
"Water pressure is much better here than it was then." He said and you heard the smirk in his voice. "Do you want to test it out?"
Managing a small nod, you began thinking about exactly what he had done to you back then on that cold and snowy February night in your shower in halls.
"Need more than a nod darlin'."  He said as his hands continued to roam your body and your mind was drifting to how good he was making you feel.
"Please..... " You almost begged.
Niall's hand reached up and unhooked the shower head from its holder. You looked down and watched him adjusted the setting before turning it over.
"Spread those legs a little bit." He whispered in your ear.
You did as he said and he moved the spray of water towards your centre. The jet buzzed against your clit and you moved your hand to sit over his making sure to control the angle of the pressure.
"Fuck...." You mewled out as you steadied yourself with your free hand flat against the shower wall.
He allowed you to guide the shower to where you needed it. His other hand caressed up and down your torso, pausing to cup your breast and pinch your nipple.
"You ok there darlin'." He panted clearly enjoying himself behind you.
"Mmmmm." You mumbled as you managed to nod your head. Your body jolted as the spray of water hit a particularly sensitive spot and you felt Niall's rock hard cock against your bum.
"Feel how hard you make me?" He said as he moved closer to you, his cock rubbing against you more.
He began to move his hips gently against you, making sure not to stop the water pressure from hitting that spot that was currently sending you crazy.
"I love you so much, you know that? So fucking much. " He whispered. "Always have and always will."
"Oh....ju.....yes...." You moaned as the heat that had been building up inside you began to unravel.
Pushing the shower head away from his hand, it swung and tapped against the tiles as you moved his thick fingers to your heat. He knew what you wanted and as you began to come undone it was his fingers that did the final work.
With your head thrown back against his shoulder, he kissed along your neck and whispered in your ear, "That good baby girl?" as your orgasm pulsed through you.
Your pants echoed around the shower as you struggled to come around. Niall held you tight as your legs began to wobble. "I got you."
He must have held you like that for a few minutes before you opened your eyes and saw the white bathroom tiles in front of you. Gentle kisses across your cheek and neck before making his way across your shoulder.
You reached down and picked up the hanging shower, placing it on its holder before turning around to find Niall looking thoroughly fucked. Glancing down you could see his cock, thick and hard. His head exposed, the tip bright red, you knew he was close. You began to kneel but he pulled you back up. Your confused eyes met his as he shook his head. When you ran your fingers gently across his tip, gliding the precum across it you could tell he was closer than you thought.
Leaning in you kissed him softly before holding his cock firmly in your hand. A few moves of your wrist and he was coming. You wanked him fast and hard as he came all over you, his mouth open against yours, so overwhelmed with his orgasm that he couldn't even kiss you. He panted against your lips as you whispered words of encouragement.
You were exhausted as you got into bed a little while later. Slipping in between the covers you knew sleep would come easily tonight. Niall followed you to bed a few minutes later, he had been checking the doors were locked and the lights were off.
He had fitted into your flat with ease and you wondered how to broaden the subject of moving in together permanently. It was too much of a conversation for now. You were exhausted and embraced Niall as he got into bed next to you. Pulling you close he kissed you gently as you both whispered I love you's before falling asleep in each others arms.
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By the time you'd crawled into bed last night it was nearing midnight. Your alarm ringing at 6:30am woke you up with a start, you had been in such a deep sleep. Niall  grumbled beside you as you reached over to turn it off.
"How is it only Tuesday?" You heard him say, his gruff Irish accent barely coherent.
"Someone can't handle a late night eating Chinese take away and then some sexy shower time can they Horan?" You smiled.
"Oh I handled that perfectly well thankyou." He said lifting his head off his pillow. "Just desperately need some time off if I'm honest. More than just a weekend."
"Talk to Michael and Gerry today then, I'm sure they'll allow it. You've been working flat out for months on the company merger."
"Yeah I might."
"I'll get some coffee started." You said as you leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Don't go back to sleep."
You made your way to the kitchen and got some coffee started. Hearing Niall head to the bathroom you smiled. You loved having him here, it was his birthday in just over a weeks time and you had no idea what to get him. Checking the calendar you realised his birthday fell on a Sunday.
"Hey, do you want to see if you can take a few days either side of your birthday?" You asked him as he appeared by your side wearing just his boxers.
"Yeah, you got something planned?!" He smiled as he squeezed your hip.
"No , I haven't actually." You admitted and he faked a look of sadness. "I just thought we could do a last-minute get away or something. Not sure if it's a bit late notice for work though."
"I'll speak to Michael and Gerry today. I know you've got a couple of projects going at work but that's why you've got a team working with you isn't it?"
"Yeah I suppose." You said as you handed him his coffee.
"Any place in particular you were thinking about going?" He asked.
"No idea. Where do you want to go?"
"Don't mind darlin'. Anywhere we can be alone, relax and be naked a lot of the time." He replied with a smirk.
"Should've known you'd say that." You smiled.
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dr-addieramsey · 3 years
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Movie Night
Book : Open Heart - Post book 3 (A few weeks after they said their ' I love you's ')
Pairing : Ethan Ramsey X F!MC(Adelaide Nicholson)
Category : Fluff
Rating : Teen+
Summary : It' s just a simple movie night with zero plot....
A/N : This is my first fic so I'm sorry if it turns out to be trashy. English is not my first language so I'm sorry for any mistakes........
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It was Friday night and Ethan was sitting in his living room, a medical journal in his one hand and a glass of scotch in another. His apartment was quiet and he was really grateful for the silence. It had been a hectic week. Being the Chief of Medicine was not an easy job and all he really wanted to do was enjoy his night and the next day off. Jenner was sitting by his feet.
Although he was really enjoying the silence a part of him wished that his girlfriend was there with him. Girlfriend. Although the term seemed juvenile he still couldn't believe he got to call her his. The beautiful Head of Diagnostics always soothed his mind and felt like home. He had no idea how she did that but he was grateful that he had her in his life. Ever since he had told her a few weeks back that he loved her and she - to his relief - had said those words back they both were over-the-moon happy.
This week although she had been really busy. The Diagnostics team had a really tough case assigned to them two days back and being the head of the team she had the responsibility to solve it as soon as possible before the patient got worse. On top of that she also had to review resumes and select a new member for the team. After Ethan left the team there was one spot on the team which needed to be filled. This meant extra work for her. Ethan had offered to help her with the interviews but everyone she just said "You already have so much on your plate being the chief of medicine and anyways it's the part of the job so I have to do it. Right?" He was proud of her as her mentor and boyfriend.
But tonight he just wished she could be with him. Although he had seen her in the evening before leaving the hospital he really missed her. His train of thought was interrupted by his phone that started buzzing. He looked at the caller ID and saw Tobias' name. He was in no mood to pickup the call yet he hit the 'accept call' option.
"Hello?"
"Hey Ethan! We just diagnosed the case we got two days back and we were about to go for some drinks to Donahue's. You wanna come?"
"Is Addie with you?" If she was with them and going for drinks, Ethan would go there no matter how strongly he wanted to avoid drunk interns and idiots who wanted to talk to him.
"No. We asked her to come with us but she said she had paperwork to complete. Last I saw her she was in the office. Now, answer my question. You're coming or not?"
"Thanks for asking but I'd rather sit at home and enjoy the peace of my apartment. You enjoy. Congratulations on the solve. Bye." Ethan immediately end the call before Tobias could say another word. He placed his phone on the table and picked up his journal. His phone started buzzing again. This time he picked it up without checking who it was expecting it to be Tobias again.
"Tobias I told you I don't want to go!"
"You should really stop treating him like that babe." Addie said in her melodious voice. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips when he heard her voice at the other side of the line.
"Addie! Sorry I thought it was Tobias again. So, are you still at the hospital?"
"Nope! I just left. I was really missing you. What are you doing?"
"Reading a medical journal, drinking scotch and missing you."
"Yeah? You're missing me?"
"Ofcourse..." Before Ethan could finish his sentence he was interrupted by the doorbell.
"Just a second, love. There is someone at the door." He started moving towards the door."Who could be there so late?" he muttered to himself. As soon as he opened the door he was delighted to see who was at the door. Adelaide stood at the door. She looked exhausted yet beautiful. A smile made its way on her face when she saw him.
"Hi!"
"Hello, baby!" He immediately pulled her in for a kiss. Both of them let a contended sigh when the broke the kiss. Jenner came to the door wiggling his tail. She scratched him behind his ear a few times. She took of her shoes and and coat. He immediately guided her in the living room towards the couch.
"You want something to eat or drink?"
"Yes please! Can you order some pizza or maybe make some popcorn? I would like to watch a movie with you after I take a shower, only if you want to ofcourse."
"Okay, I'll make popcorn and order pizza. You go take a shower."
She made her way to the bedroom and Ethan headed to the kitchen to make popcorn
~15 minutes later ~
Ethan was on the couch ready with blankets and popcorn. Pizza had arrived a few minutes back. Everything was set up.
Adelaide walked out of the bedroom. She was wearing his black hoodie and she had her blonde hair braided. How does she manage to look beautiful in everything, he thought to himself. She smelled lilies and vanilla because of her body wash. He loved spending his nights with her in his arms.
She snuggled next to him on the couch, her head on his chest. His arm immediately went around her shoulders as if it was second nature. Everything felt right.
"So rom-com or horror?" she asked him
"What the hell is rom-com Rookie?"
"Oh my god, Ethan you are ancient. Rom-com means romantic comedy!" She started laughing and he swore it was one of his favourite sounds.
"You're not subjecting me to that kind of stuff. Let's watch horror."
"Okay! But fair warning, I scream a lot. Your ears may start to bleed. Also save me if in have a heart attack."
"Nothing will happen to you. I'll protect you." he said laughing.
"Okay Mr. Knight in shining Armor. I'm starting the movie now."
~Half-way into the movie~
Addie was practically sitting in Ethan's lap by now. Everytime she suspected a horror scene coming up she closed her eyes and buried her head in his shoulder. She was screaming at the actors to not go in that direction or to ignore the sounds and Ethan couldn't control his laughter. As much as he would've enjoyed to just sit in silence and cuddle he couldn't say he wasn't enjoying this.
"NO! NO! NO! DON'T GO THERE YOU FOOL! HE WILL KILL YOU! OH MY GOD, ETHAN HE IS GOING TO DIE!"
"Scream a little louder and maybe he'll listen to you Rookie. Don't worry as I said I'll protect you." Ethan said laughing loudly this time. The next thing that Ethan's mind registered was a bunch of popcorn hitting his face.
"First you protect yourself!" He was not the type of person to start food fights while watching movies, but she brought out a side of him that he didn't know he had. He also picked a few popcorn and threw them at her. She filled her hands with popcorn and got up from the couch. Ethan aslo took the bowl.
"You sir, have started a fight." She threw more popcorn at him. He reacted immediately throwing popcorn at her.
"Ethan stop! It'll get stuck in my hair!"
"You're the one who started it Rookie." He got up and wrapped his arms around her. They both were looking in each other's eyes. Blue and green met and both were filled with adoration.
"I love you, Addie"
"I love you too, Ethan"
Their lips met in a kiss. It was soft and gentle at first and then it grew passionate. Their mouths danced together. She put her hands on his chest and he put his and on the small of his back. They broke the kiss and looked into each other's eyes filled with desire.
"I think we have had enough of the movie. I have better ideas."
"Well I never say no to 'better ideas.' "
He lifted her and she started giggling. He carried her to the bedroom and shut the door.
~The next morning~
Ethan woke up when the sunshine entered the room. He moved his hand to the other side of the bed and it was cold. He groaned and got up. He started looking for Addie around the apartment.
When Ethan entered the kitchen he saw some pancakes and a cup of coffee on the table. It looked like it was freshly made. He smiled when he saw the sight. He moved towards the table he saw a note beside the plate. He picked it up and started reading.
Good morning,
I had to leave early for my shift. I made you breakfast. I'll come back in the evening. I'll have my break 10 a.m. Call me if you're free. Enjoy your day off. I'll miss you all day long. Love you.
Addie❤️
P.S. : I gave Jenner his food
Ethan was filled with love for this woman. He considered himself the luckiest man in the universe and promised to never let her go.
I know it was wierd 😂. Again I'm sorry for any mistakes.......
@openheartfanfics
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horatiocomehome · 3 years
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In Memoriam
There was a child with a gun, and he was a general, and he sat next to a fire with his army camped around him. Across from him sat another boy, just as young — his bodyguard. Just two boys, barely teenagers, and a fire.
"What if I die?" the general whispered into the flames. "What if you die, or another one of my friends, or—" his voice cracked. "People have died! Because of things I've done! And it'll happen again, I know it will! And this upcoming battle… I'm scared. What if it's us?" Between the two of them, the fire crackled. "What if it's us?"
"Oh, please." Across the fire, his bodyguard stood up. "There's no way we're going to die. The others, maybe, but us? I mean," —he flexed his muscles, impressive only among other teenagers his age— "Just look at me! No one's going to get through to you. And you're the best tactician I've ever met, not to mention an amazing shot."
"Yeah…." the general agreed, hand falling automatically to the gun at his side. "No one's escaping this thing."
"Exactly! Besides, we made a deal. I keep you safe, you win us the war." He picked up his warhammer and, with a flourish, pointed it at the general. "Would you really break that promise?"
The general laughed. It was genuine, though his position lent it a bitter edge. "Nope. You'd better bet this thing is going all the way. Anything to beat the emperor, am I right?"
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Ten years and a few days later and far from the camps of war in more than just distance, two ghosts sat on top of a school building and watched the empty road. It was early morning, but no one had arrived yet.
"Man, what's keeping them all?" The ghost named Art asked. "Did we miss a late start announcement or something?"
The other ghost, named Octavius, though he usually went by Tav, shook his head. "Don't you remember what day it is?"
"Oh." Art's gaze grew distant. "Ten years, huh?"
Tav elbowed him with a mischievous grin. "Ten years since you fucked up your job, am I right?"
Art shoved him back. "Hey, we won the war, didn't we? That promise was null and void!"
"Oh, yeah, sure, technicalities."
The two laughed off the old exchange. Though they brought it up regularly when they felt like bickering, neither much liked talking about the times leading up to their deaths. They were past that now, and it wasn't like they could change anything anyways. Better to just hang around the school and make light of the afterlife. Or at least, that was how it usually went. Art, for whatever reason, was feeling restless.
"Hey… do you want to go out exploring? See what the kids are up to nowadays?"
Tav thought about that a moment. "You know what, why not?" He stretched, floating up from his perch. "It's been a while since we've left the school, after all."
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The last time they'd left the school had been a happier time, though the two hadn't yet met each other. It had been a warm fall day, the emperor's tightening reign a distant worry.
"Hey Tav!" His friend Luc called out. "There you are!"
He waved back and ran to catch up. "Hey! You ready for this break?"
"You bet I am! This week won't know what hit it! Speaking of which, I've got something to show you." Tav arched an eyebrow. "Oh really? Is it just another drawing of your girlfriend?"
Luc sputtered. "What? No! This is something you'll actually like! It's an artefact."
"Oooh, I do like me a good artefact," Tav said. "Do you know what it is?"
"I'm not sure actually! I think it might be some kind of weapon?"
"Well, I guess we'll find out!"
And so they left the school, on the way to the weapon Tav would wield in the coming days. They didn't look back then. Later though, somehow elected most fit to lead their ragtag group of rebels, Tav would long for those days before the school was closed. For those days when all he had to care about was playing with his friends.
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Now, as a ghost, Tav hadn't seen his friends in years, just Art. That was fine with him though. Better to have fun than be reminded of what he was missing, right?
Speaking of fun, he and Art were currently having the time of their lives thwarting the efforts of some jerk from the school and his father as they tried putting away groceries. He giggled as Art set out a bottle of milk in the exact spot it had just been put away from, then when the kid turned around and let out a cry of surprise, Tav scooped flour out of a jar and back into the bag the father had just poured it out of.
Finally, the father set down the groceries he was holding and went over to a stairway leading to the upper floor. "Honey, can you come down and help? These groceries are giving us more trouble than we thought."
A muffled voice replied, then a few seconds later a woman — presumably the mother — walked down the stairs. And Tav froze.
"Hang on a minute," Art said, "is that the figurehead of the rebellion, slayer of the emperor—"
"My best friend," Tav choked out. "Luc."
Art said something else, but Tav didn't hear. Luc had changed so much since he'd last seen her. She looked so old — easily late in her twenties now. It showed in her face, but mostly in the way she held herself. It was like there was some weight on her shoulders pushing her down. It wasn't right. They'd won, hadn't they? So why didn't his friend look happy?
Before he could think more on that, another thought pushed it out of his head. If that man was the kid's father, and he'd called Luc 'Honey' — she had a family? She'd grown up, gotten married — though not to her old girlfriend, apparently — and had a kid.
And he'd just been at the school the whole time. Completely unaware as time kept passing by.
"Tav. Tav!" Art poked him hard on the cheek. "I'm going to go on to the next house. I get it if you need a minute, but don't stay too long, okay?"
Tav nodded. As his friend flew off, he floated down a side hallway himself. It felt too strange seeing Luc older to stay in the room with her. The rest of the house, though, was that same off-putting mix of old and new. Luc's old sword, hung between pictures of a wedding and posing with an adoption certificate. An old stone tablet he and Luc had dug up together, displayed next to a plastic trophy.
And then, in the corner of a library-looking room, a table. On it was a picture of Tav and a picture of Art. The two almost looked like they could be the age of Luc's kid. Between them, two identical medals. A memorial.
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A general and his bodyguard lay, hand in bloody hand, sunk down in the mud of the battlefield. The bodyguard pinned to the ground by a spear through his gut, and the general with no energy to go for help.
"Do you think I'll become a ghost? When I die?" The bodyguard rasped.
The general's chest tightened with the certainty of the words. When. Not if. "What do you mean?"
The bodyguard broke into a coughing fit, more blood wrenching itself free of his body. "I just… thought it might be nice. Maybe I could— I could hang out with you some more."
"Yeah. That would be nice." A tear rolled down the general's cheek. His breaths were slower now, as was the beating of his heart. "Maybe I can be a ghost too. And we can leave all of this behind."
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amane-by-together · 3 years
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Hanafuda || Amane Yugi
(Part 2 of 10)
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genre: fluff, school, slice of life, modern au (where all wonders live)
warnings: cursing, grocery puns
summary: amane yugi spends his school days skipping classes until he meets [name] [surname], a student from the other class, who was also skipping classes and eventually the two of them formed a platonic friendship. cutting classes and playing hanafuda together strengthens their friendship but soon unexpected feelings blossom between the two.
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[name], for the first time in weeks, finally decided to take just one class for the sake of her attendance. In Amane's case, he almost forgot where he was seated but thankfully he remembered that he sat behind Yashiro Nene.
“Why the hell do I have to go to class, cheese and fucking fries.” [name] grumbled under her breath. “Just one whole class for this day and the rest I'll skip,”
“[surname]-san!” [name] frowned at her guy classmate (or does she even remember him) who was standing in front of the entrance blocking her way. “It's a rare thing for you to come to class.”
“Mind your fucking business you person I don't bother to remember.” [name] wore a distasteful expression to the guy so that he will know that she ain't interested in playing with him. “First thing in the morning and I'm already pissed as hell.”
[name] lazily made her way to her designated desk and sits down. Everyone stared at [name], who was currently confused why they had their eyes on her. She suddenly became uncomfortable. “What?” she said in a cold tone. “The fuck are you all looking at?”
In fear, everyone turned their heads back and continued what they were doing. [name] rolled her eyes, she didn't have any time to deal with their shit.
‘I'm gonna go out after lunch, I hope Amane-kun was there, otherwise it'll be lonely...’ [name] rests her cheek on top of her palm, looking at the board with an unamused expression. ‘I've been hanging out too much with Amane-kun, if only we're both classmates—’
“[surname]-san.” [name]'s thoughts were interrupted by her teacher's voice. She tilted her head waiting for another word. “Someone wanted to see you.”
‘Who tf—?’ The annoyed female stood up from her chair, she let out a small sigh. Who would want to see [name] in the middle of the class? Well maybe that someone would return something to her, the thing is, she didn't lent anything amongst the hundreds of students in the school. Then, who could it be?
“Sir, may I ask who?”
“Yugi from Class A.”
[name] blinked. “P-pardon?”
“He wants to give you something.” [name] swore she saw the teacher smirk at her. The whole class looked at [name] again but this time they were mentally teasing her.
Tsukasa's eyes widened in pure shock, he glanced over to [name] and smiled brightly. “[name]-chi is Amane's girlfriend?”
And soon everyone started to fangirl loudly. [name] facepalmed really hard muttering “Shut the fuck up.” under her breath multiple times. Her ears started to burn because of embarrassment. “You all must be mistaken.” she chuckled nervously. “We're not dating.”
“Hmm, then explain why I always saw you two together during lunch?” Tsukasa asked with a teasing glint in his eyes. [name]'s eye twitched in annoyance now that the younger twin seems to be supporting the idea of she and Amane being together.
“Uh, can I go now?” [name] pointed at the door wincing to escape the situation. “I can't let him wait that long.” She walked out of the classroom and saw Amane waiting for her outside with his hands on his back. Was he hiding something?
“Amane-kun.” The said boy had his head perked up to her direction, [name] went over to him and shot her hand up. “Yo.”
“Why is everyone staring at us?” Amane pointed at his finger towards the group of classmates peeking over to the two teens.
“Don't mind them.” [name] swats her hand. “Anyways, why did you call me?”
Amane gave her a small paper bag. [name] blinked twice and gently grabbed the bag. “What's this?”
The choppy haired boy's cheeks turned red and started talking in pout while looking away. “It's a bracelet...” he murmured. “They're matching bracelets, I'm currently wearing mine.”
“You bought this for me?” [name] resisted the urge to hug Amane, if only her classmates weren't watching her. She smiled, pink dusted upon her cheeks. “Thanks Amane-kun.”
“I-It's no big deal, really, but I'm glad you like it.” Amane sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck while grinning.
[name] placed her hand on his shoulder, stood on the tips of her toes slightly and whispered something on his ear. “By the way do you want to skip classes after lunch?”
“I kinda plan to do that so I guess it's a yes.” Amane whispered back at her.
“Yeah, we're definitely skipping again.”
The two of them broke down in a fit of giggles as they pulled away from each other. “Hey [name], do you have plans later?” he asked.
“Not really, why'd you ask?”
Amane's cheeks started to burn again, he gained a little confidence and looked at [name] in a flustered state. “Well, why don't we go somewhere else after school? Just the two of us?”
“Of course.” [name] answered. Amane let out a sigh of relief and smiled back at his female friend.
“I gotta go back to class.” Amane patted her shoulder before dashing off towards his classroom. “I'll see you later!”
“You too,” [name] had her hand slightly raised up. She let out a small chuckle and looked at the paper bag. “Amane-kun, you really are a wonder...”
She quickly switched back to her aloofness and glared at her classmates. “The fuck are you all looking at?” she asked as her classmates hurriedly went over to their desks. “Honestly, when will they learn not to meddle in a private conversation.” she murmured right before she entered the classroom
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“I don't fucking get this projectile motion.” [name] was in a state of existential crisis remembering the physics lesson that they tackled during class. “Did I really skip that much?”
“In my case I only understood Earth and Life Sciences.” Amane changed his school shoes and placed them inside his shoe locker. [name] waited for him, placing her hand on her waist and whistled a little bit. After that the two of them started to walk next to each other. “[name]-san, did you notice that everyone was staring at you?”
“You didn't think it was you who they were staring at?” [name] scratched her head, her silver bracelet was twinkling against the sunset.
“Nope.” Amane answered. “It's definitely you, must be because you're pretty.”
[name] lets out a weird sound of disbelief and shock. Amane stopped on to his tracks as he realized what he had said. “I-I mean, yeah you are pretty, n-not gonna lie t-though.” he stuttered with a blush forming on his visuals.
“S-sorry.” It was [name]'s turn to blush, she looked down on her feet as her bangs were covering her eyes. “I-It's just no o-one h-has ever called me p-pretty before.”
“I-I always f-find you pretty so...” Amane can feel his whole face burning like embers. The two of them made eye contact and it felt like time had stopped between them. “If you like, I'll gladly call you pretty everyday...”
“Amane...” [name] covered her whole face to muffle her words. She felt so flustered and she didn't know what to do. Amane averted his gaze from her and blushed. “Screw you—”
“I'm sorry but I'm not lying.” Amane cleared his throat, an evident blush was still on his cheeks. “Let's go to the mall, do you want to eat some donuts?”
“Yeah dude!” [name] tries to lighten up the mood so that it wouldn't be awkward anymore. To be fair, Amane was on the attractive side in her opinion, she doesn't really find herself pretty but people have different perspectives anyways.
[name] wouldn't deny it though, Amane has nice visuals and...hands, they looked really soft and warm, she sometimes imagine what would it be like if they held hands. Other than that, he is an affectionate and sweet, then he turns into a sadist and a tease sometimes. “I never got to ask you this [name]-san but are you going out with someone?”
“I never had a boyfriend or a girlfriend.” [name] replied. “No one really confesses to me at some point so basically I'm single, must be nice having one though..” she mumbles the last part.
“I guess everyone must be blind...” Amane muttered to himself before walking ahead, leaving [name] clueless, and then she catched up next to the choppy haired boy.
“Amane-kun, I hope you don't mind but I'm gonna buy some groceries along the way.” [name] puts her hands behind her back. “After that, we can get some donuts and roam around.”
“Sounds like a great idea.” Amane reluctantly agrees with her. [name] wrapped an arm around his shoulders and grinned as he uttered an 'oof' from his lips.
“I love your gift by the way.” [name] raised her wrist in front of Amane to show her that she's wearing the bracelet. Her eyes widened in joy and pointed out the matching bracelet around his wrist. “And we're matching~!”
But then [name] flicked his forehead. “Ow!” Amane held his forehead while slightly whimpering. “That hurts.” he pouted. [name] let out a plfft sound from her lips, she reached over to rub his throbbing forehead.
“That's for excusing me out of class and my classmates started to tease me that you're my boyfriend.” she chuckled, then she switches to an annoyed tone. “Then your brother called me Nee-san just to tease me.”
Amane stifled a laugh. [name] puffed her cheeks at him angrily. “Oi! It's not that funny!” she harrumphed. She looked like an angry pouting mochi rather than an angry person.
“Hmm~?” Amane cheekily smirks at the latter, he leaned next to her to continue teasing her. “Nee-san~?”
“Don't call me Nee-san you idiot!” An irk mark appears on the side of [name]'s forehead as she reached over to pinch his cheek. “Honestly, you're such a tease.”
“Only for you~” Amane ruffles her hair making it messier than it is. [name] sighed asking how the hell did she end up being friends with Amane who is one hell of a tease.
After a few minutes of teasing and cheek pinching, the two teens arrived at the mall. [name] and Amane went to get some groceries first. “All of these bananas but you can't even notice my peelings.” [name] faked a sniff while putting the bunch of bananas inside the basket that Amane was holding.
“I don't understand why you needed six cans of sprite, can't you buy 7up instead?” [name] silently wheezed as she smacked his shoulder, earning a laugh from Amane.
“Shut up, I don't have—thyme for that.” [name] puts some spices inside the basket. She grabbed some bread from the bread aisle. “I also knead bread too.”
“I also have a grocery joke but aisle tell it later.” Amane added while laughing. [name] bursted out giggling, clutching on to her stomach. “Okay we better stop, the old couple beside us were giving looks of suspicion.”
“O-kale then.” [name] and Amane entered one of the aisles. “Grate minds think alike.”
“Do you live alone [name]?” Amane asked all of a sudden. He doesn't know any much about [name]'s family or background, heck, he doesn't even know if she had siblings.
“I live with Yako-neesan and my little brother.” [name] places some products inside the basket. “Why?”
“Just asking.”
“You seem curious about my family background.” [name] laughs softly while putting two carton of milk in the basket. “My parents are both abroad, my little brother and I lived in Yako-neesan's apartment, which is our cousin.”
“You're an older sibling?”
“Well yeah,” [name] beckoned Amane to follow her to the next aisle. “Maybe you can come over and play with him, he doesn't mind talking to older guys.”
“Did I mention that he wanted to meet you though?” [name] tilted her head towards his direction with a pack of strawberries on her hand. “You two will definitely get along.”
“What was Tsukasa like in class if I may ask?” Amane asked again, sure, even though the younger twin has a life of his own, he can't help but to be concerned with him.
“How the fuck should I know?” [name] raised her eyebrows and tossed the pack of strawberries in the basket. “I skipped a lot of classes so I didn't really pay attention to Tsukasa-kun.”
“It's like you skipped a lot than I did.” Amane sheepishly chuckles but he deadpanned afterwards. “But I can't get a damn thing about Maths.”
“I think we crossed the whole list.” [name] tells Amane with a thumbs up. The two of them went to the lane with few people. [name] whipped out her wallet when it was her turn to check in. “Omigod. Do I really have to carry them all?”
“I could help you carry them.” Amane suggests. [name]'s heart suddenly skipped a beat, she nodded slowly meaning that she needed his help to carry them.
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“There sure were a lot of people in the donut shop.” [name] sighed in a low spirited tone while holding the paper bag filled with donuts. Currently, Amane and [name] were eating donuts with their backs against the wall. “Here's yours Amane-kun.”
Amane took a bite of the plain donut and started munching on it. They were freshly cooked so that's why it tasted good. “So [name], are you going to class tomorrow?”
“I was gonna plan to attend one whole class in one week.” [name] answers while eating her cream-filled donut. Truth to be told, she didn't feel guilty about skipping classes, it was only her escape from pressure and stress in school. “How about you?”
“I guess I'll skip tomorrow.” Amane took out a piece of his donut and showed it to [name]. “Want some?”
“Sure. Thanks.” [name] opened her mouth waiting for Amane to plop the piece of donut inside her mouth. He blushed at the thought of his fingers might brush against her lips. Amane plopped the bite inside her mouth which [name] ate it gratefully. “Here have some of mine in exchange.” she says while handing him the donut.
Amane takes a bite of the cream-filled donut. He glanced over to [name] and saw that there's a bit of cream near her lips. “Hold on,” he pointed at her face. “Um, you got some cream on the side of your lips.”
“Huh? Here?” [name] pointed at her face. Amane shakes his head since she can't see where he was pointing. He sighed and reached over to wipe the cream off her lips using his thumb and quickly licked it.
Amane smirked slyly at her. “The cream does taste good.” he said in a playful way. [name]'s face grew red at the sudden action that he did, he decided to tease her a little bit so he moved his face closer to hers. “You seem a little flustered~ hmm~?”
[name] leaned back and averted her gaze from him. “Well, that looked like an indirect kiss.” she protested while pouting slightly. Amane let out a light chuckle and smiled.
“Sorry, I can't help but to tease because you're so cute.” He said with a slight smirk and he reached over to lightly pinch her cheek. “Your cheeks are red~”
“Ok, that's enough.” [name] pried his hand off her cheek and rubs it a little. Amane stares at her in a lovestruck awe, the way she blushes and pouts made him feel like he just wanna hold her protectively in his arms. “I finished my donut, let's get going now.”
The two of them got out of the mall. The skies were as pink overlayed with an orange color that the sun was setting. Amane stared at [name]'s hand, he blushed at the thought of hold it. “[name]-san...” he came to a halt.
“Yeah?” [name] said.
“Can...I...?” Amane looked down while mumbling incoherently. [name] tilted her head in confusion as he waits for him to speak. Amane must have looked like a strawberry right now. His eyes meet hers as he gains a bit of confidence. “C-Can I hold your hand?!” he asked with a hint of embarrassment.
[name]'s cheeks turned red at the sudden request. She stared at her own hand and then his hands, for some reason his hand looked warm. “T-that was a strange thing to ask, I'm sorry—” Amane swats his hand in denial.
“Sure...”
“I'm sorry, what?” Amane's eyes widened. [name] turned away from him and blushed intensely, he looks at her hand. “You don't mind right? Me holding your hand...?”
“Mhmm...” [name] brushes her hand against his so that Amane would know that it's okay to hold her hand. Amane laced their hands together, tenderly holding her hand. [name] can hear her heartbeat hammering inside her chest. “You really like being coddled, huh?”
‘Her hand feels soft.’ Amane looked at their hands linking with each other. ‘They fit so perfectly with mine...’
“Shall we continue?” Amane asked with a shy smile. [name] hummed in agreement as the choppy haired boy gripped on to her hand softly, grinning at the female. “Let's take you home then~”
The two teens started walking together hand in hand, feeling each others warmth till the tips of their very own fingers. Amane mumbled something under his breath.“I love you,”
“Eh?” [name] didn't quite hear what Amane just mumbled.
“I meant your hands!” Amane blushed that he accidentally slipped that out but thank god she didn't hear it. “I love your hands——They're really cute!”
“Well your hands are pretty much gorgeous than mine, you have long fingers...” [name] raised their intertwined hands together in front of Amane and smiled softly. “See, our hands pretty much fit together.”
“Yeah...” Amane smiled contently, hoping that this moment will never end. If [name] continues to act like this around him,
Then, he would most likely to fall for her even more.
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-end of part 2-
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imagines-choices · 3 years
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Ghost Of You - Dakota Winchester x MC
[ Dakota x MC ]
Summary: You always visit Dakota every week for the past few months after he died, but this week was not like any other
Author's note: I started reading WEH and spoiled myself by reading fanfics and now I'm just in denial and I can't accept the fact that Dakota is gone, so I wrote this and a whole bunch of ghost dakota imagines and made the ghost series
Warnings: mentions of death, grief
Word Count: 1,845
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You took a deep breath as you approached the stone, walking through the muddy path. It started to rain slightly just as you arrived in the graveyard, but you didn't care. You needed to see him. You always do every week.
Stopping just in front of Dakota's gravestone, you placed a hand on top of the stone, the tiny droplets of rain pouring down on your hand.
"H-Hey, Um... So it's that time where I go visit you and talk to you again, not that you can hear me right now. I just wanted to let you know that mom and I had some fight the other day about something I said to her. It's silly, really, but I just thought I'd let it out."
"Everyone else is doing well. Uh, Mateo is Mateo. He's always trying to cheer me up by sending me a funny text or something. A-And Lennox as well. I can still recall the time when we first met and I thought she hated me." You smiled at the memory. "They're always telling me that you'll always be here with us, but I just can't help feeling lonely and lost now that you're gone."
"I'm missing you so much right now. And I-I know that you'd probably want me to move on and smile again, but I just can't help think about you all the time."
"Your smile, your laugh, that cheeky look on your face whenever you're planning something I don't know about, or when you're always teasing me. I have to admit, that's pretty annoying, but I would do anything to have you here with me right now. You can tease me and make jokes as much as you want as long as you're here." You laughed as tears started to spill from your eyes.
"A-Anyways, I-I just... really miss you. L-Like, a lot. And you might not be able to hear me right now, but I-I hope you're doing okay up there."
"It's been quite a while since you were gone, but somehow I've always had hope that you can somehow come back. It's really silly, I-I know." You could feel the rain hit your cheeks, blending in with your tears as you smiled.
"I just wish we had more time. I really don't know and don't want to let go of you." You kneeled down on the grown, unable to control the wave of emotions washing over you. Tears flowed freely down your cheeks, hitting the stone path underneath you. You didn't care that your clothes were soaked, or that you might get sick from the rain.
"I wish you were here, I miss you so much." You spoke out, one last time before completely breaking down.
You quietly sobbed for a few more minutes before you felt something light, weighing on your shoulder. You slowly lift your face, turning around to see who's hand it was, when you're greeted by a familiar face, smiling down sympathetically at you.
"Dakota!" You leaped towards him, his arms instantly wrapping around you. You didn't know why you did it. Other people might've just ran away in fear, but all you could think about was the man standing in front of you. He pulled back just a little, to wipe the tears staining your face, his own tears starting to form.
"I missed you too." He responded as you buried your face in his chest, tears freely flowing down.
After a few minutes of holding each other, you started to calm down and your breathing was normal again. You pulled away to look at the ghostly figure in front of you, and you can't help but frown.
"So you're a ghost? Am I imagining things?"
"Something like that. And don't look so disappointed, it took me months to be able to be seen, and it took me even longer to find out a way so people can touch me."
"I'm just glad you're here." You snuggled your face in his chest once more as Dakota ran a hand through your hair.
His head bent down, stopping right next to your ear as he whispered softly, "You should get out of the rain, you'll get sick. And if it makes you feel any better, I can accompany you for a while."
You nodded weakly before feeling him lift you up, never releasing the tight grip on your boyfriend. He guided you back towards your house that wasn't too far from the graveyard. He knew you'd get sick at this point, after spending all that time in the rain. Your mind wandered off as the two of you walked, hand in hand. All of this was a lot to take in. You had just gone from having a normal day without Dakota to crying in the graveyard, and now you're walking with his ghost? This was all too much and too overwhelming.
Your thoughts were interrupted by the sudden harsh pouring of the rain. Dakota started urging you to go faster, and the two of you ran back until you've reached the front of your doorstep. You hesitate for a moment, brows furrowing in disappointment. You didn't want this to end. If he goes, who knows if he'll come back.
Noticing your hesitation, Dakota stepped forward and faced you. He lifted a hand up to your cheek, and as if he read your mind, he said, "Hey, it's okay. I'll see you again later. I won't be gone for long, just until you're somewhere where your mom can't see you."
You weren't sure, but you nodded anyways and before you could blink, he faded away. You kept your emotions at bay and reminded yourself that he'll be back. You stepped into the house to be greeted by your mom, her arms folded across her chest.
"I was worried about you, why didn't you come back earlier? And you're soaking wet."
"I'm sorry, it's–" She heavily sighs and shakes her head.
"It's okay, go shower." You gave her a thankful look as you headed upstairs towards your room. You pushed the door forward, jumping at the sight of Dakota sitting on your bed, examining the photo frame in your room. He smiled once he saw you entering, and you raised your eyebrows in question.
"You okay?" Your mom shouted from downstairs.
"I'm fine, mom!" You quickly shut the door before rummaging through your closet to look for some comfy clothes.
"Don't–" You threw your clothes at the boy-er-ghost sitting in front of you. "Scare me like that." He laughed and set your clothes beside him on the bed.
"What can I say? I couldn't resist, now that I can do these ghostly things." There it was. That smug smile of his that you want to both slap and kiss off of him.
"Well go on, I'll be right here."
"Don't even think of doing things."
"I don't know what you mean." The wide grin was still plastered on his face as he leaned back onto your bed. You glared as you retreated to the bathroom before closing the door and stripping down, hopping onto the shower. You closed your eyes in content as the warm water hit your back. You thought of all the crazy events that happened today. To think that all this happened in just one day was hard to believe, just Dakota coming back as a ghost was really hard to believe.
After finishing off, you had just noticed that you left your clothes back in your bedroom. This is going to be interesting, you thought as you wrapped a towel around you.
"Dakota?" You called out and you heard a subtle hum in response. "Can you please get my clothes?"
"Which one?" He pretended to look around the room. "Oh this one?" He asked, grabbing your clothes from the bed and you could practically hear the smirk in his voice.
"Ugh yes just– give me those."
"So you want me to come in through the walls and give you these?"
"N–!" It was too late, he had already phased through the wall, and to your surprise, the clothes made it through the wall as well.
"Here." You could see the struggle in his eyes as he tried keeping them focused on your face, and only your face.
"You're lucky I'm wearing a towel. Now get out before I strip in front of you."
"I certainly wouldn't mind th–"
"Nope! Out." He obliged and you quickly slipped your clothes on before exiting the bathroom, a towel in your hand to dry your hair. Dakota watched as you brushed your hair before making your way to the bed, where he was sitting.
After a few moments of silence, Dakota began to speak up. "I know that this is a lot to process, and you have so many questions right now, but what I need you to know is that you need to go find someone else."
A flash of pain crosses your face and you could see the regret on Dakota's face for being so straightforward.
"Why? You're back now. I-I-We can be together again." He frowned and took both of your hands in his.
"We can't. Just– look at me. We can't have a future together, we can't start a family together. I can't even be seen." Your chest started to hurt from all the thoughts running through your head. Everything the both of you want, but can't have.
"No, we can find a way. A-And for now we can just be together. I lost you, and now we've just found each other again. I can't– we can't– You can't just go visit me as a ghost and then leave!" You squeezed his hands even tighter, trying to keep the tears from falling, but failing miserably as Dakota pulled you towards his embrace and let you cry on his shoulder. You felt something wet against your neck, which could only mean tears of his own were forming.
"The longer I stay the harder it'll be for you to let go of me." He whispered silently.
"I don't care, I-I just want you..." It came out quieter than you intended it to be, but with all the thoughts running through your head, you couldn't think properly.
"You know we can't." His voice was even softer this time.
"I know." You closed your eyes once more, leaning further into him.
"Okay..." He kissed the top of your head, lingering for a little while longer as if he didn't want to stop. He pulled back slightly to look at you, wiping your tears just as he did back when you first saw him today.
"Who knew ghosts could cry?" He cracked up a joke to defuse some of the tension as he laid down, and you smiled at his silly attempt. You let your head fall front to his chest and snuggled into him. You didn't care about the future right now. You didn't think about what would happen after making this choice. What you cared about for now, was being with him.
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