#SRY IM ANSWERING SO LATE I’m a slow reader

[solargeist]

Imagine with me, if you will; two small children walking along a street in some town who's name has long since been forgotten. The older of the two couldn't be more than five years old, holding his younger sister as they avoid most of the heavier traffic. The smaller of the two had shoes while the larger is walking barefoot. Regardless about the lack of shoes, the child had his sister on his back piggyback style. It's getting dark and the are some safer alleys not too far ahead.

A Watcher stands in the shadows, doing as Watchers do; Watching. Both children held strong potential in them (as all children do) and they walk past where the Entity stood without so much as blinking up at Her. The Watcher observed as the elder of the siblings moved nimbly down the street; skillfully avoiding taller legs and shoes as his own feet slapped quietly along the cobblestone street.

After a moment of deliberation, the Watcher left Her place in the shadows to pursue the children. She followed behind them a few paces, unseen by the world as she fluttered through them like a ghost. The child eventually turned turned down a side road to take the pair out of sight. Of course, nothing was out of Sight for Her.

She watched as the elder carefully lowered the younger onto the ground before turning around towards the entrance of the alley. The child puffed his chest out slightly, talking a big breath and, to the surprise of the Watcher, addressed Her. "What do you want?"

Now that was intriguing. The Watcher's form shifted, shrinking down a few inches as well as moving to crouched down to be eye level with the child. "I am Watching, child. Can you see me?"

"Well duh. I could see you follow us down the last three blocks," the child made a face under all the grime on his cheeks. Hard brown eyes the color of deep earth glared at the Watcher under what must have been a mousy brown. "I don't like it. Do it somewhere else."

"However, you two are alone out here, are you not?" She gestured a long fingered hand covered in wrapped rags towards where the smaller girl was curled up, asleep on the folded cardboard her brother had put her down on.

"Yes and we are fine." The boy almost barked at Her, with a voice so young and so full with venom.

She tilted her head at the child she spoke to. "What have you planned for dinner tonight?"

The child shifted on his bare feet, eyes glancing almost guiltily towards a dumpster farther in the alley before they turned back to the Watcher. "That is none of your business, lady. I suggest you mind it."

The Watcher laughed, the sound echoing slightly out of sync in the child's ears. He flinched slightly at the unfamiliar sound. She opened her outer robe just enough to reach inside the pitch black lining. The child watched her intently as Her hand disappeared from view. His young face didn't change as she pulled out a chorus fruit. "What is that?"

"Food." The Watcher said, Her voice as soothing as possible. Her hands broke apart the outer purple part of the fruit, much like how a cauliflower florets were so packed together, to reveal the soft white inner flesh. "I am sure you don't get much fresh fruit out here."

"It looks weird." The child snapped at her as his small grubby hand went to grip the front of his shirt, right in front of his belly.

"Perhaps to you, yes." The Watcher pulled apart a smaller slice before offering it towards the child. "But it needn't stay a stranger."

The child hesitated, eyes sharp between the food, hand, and where the Watcher's face would be if She had it visible. All he could see of Her was shadow. "Y you eat a bit first."

She wordlessly pulled Her hand back and broke off another small bit of flesh and lifted it to where he couldn't See her mouth. Personally, chours fruit was almost too sweet for Her. Like a sweet and spicy candied ginger. She pulled her hand back and then offered the now slightly smaller bit of fruit to the child. If eaten in slow enough, it would not cause the random teleport that it was so famous for.

He didn't hesitate now knowing it was safe, but he still was careful to take the fruit from Her bandaged hand. The Watcher was even more pleasantly suprised that he was able to interact with the fruit. As soon as the child had his hands full of fruit, he stepped away again to take a bite of the soft inner white. He made a slight face at the flavor.

Somewhere else, She smiled. "Good, yes?"

"It is a little... spicy?" He asked it like a question but ate another strip of flesh.

"That is a good word," the Watcher nodded. "Where will you two stay tonight?"

"Here? Probably." He concluded after a moment. "I think it is going to rain tonight and there is a bit of overhang roof back here. Might be able to stay mostly dry."

The Warcher hummed, using her hands to continue to break the chours fruit apart. She Watched him as he finished with the white part of the fruit and started on the thicker purple outside. The pith of the fruit, while still edible, was not as flavorful as on the inside. She like that part a bit more.

Once the boy was done, She offered him another bit of flesh. He took it again, no hesitation this time and took it to his sister to eat. The girl had sat up groggy, but took the fruit her brother gave her. She did not look towards the Watcher at all.

"How about you come home with me? Just for the night."

Her higher ups might have words for Her, but honestly was sure that Their anger with Her would be dissuaded upon realising this human appearing child Saw Her.

The boy frowned. "Why should we?"

"The rain." The Watcher said easily. "Do you not fear the thunder, child?"

"No." He said firmly, puffing his chest out again. It made Her think of a small bird puffing up to appear larger than it was.

"Of course not." She said smoothly. "And for the little one with you."

This cause the child to shift slightly. "She will handle it tonight. We've gotten through it before."

"I am sure you have. However, I offer you an actual bed and a better meal than fruit "

He hesitated. "Just for tonight?"

"Of course."

He thought it over. She could almost see the little gears in his human mind grinding away and She was almost tempted to look, but She didn't have time to before he nodded. "Okay. Just for tonight."

The Watcher nodded Her head and stood from her crouched position and glided over to them. The boy picked up his sister as she chewed on the outer peel. "Would you like me to hold her, sunrise?"

"Sunrise?" He asked confused. The confusion carried over as she held out the rest of the fruit. The Warcher took the still sleepy three year old in exchange for the fruit.

"Nevermind the name, child. Just a pet name." The Watcher held out a hand again to the child once She got the toddler settled. The little girl, once being held by the Watcher, had seemed to perk up and looked at the Entity in young confusion. The Watcher ignored her and offered a newly freed hand to the older child.

He took it and with the sound of an enderman whoop and a few partials, the trio were gone. All that was left was the outer bit of chorus fruit that the little girl didn't finish.

-Phantom

THÉ SIBLING EVER 😭😭

im getting way too attached to a motherly Watcher wuwghudug her bébés…

#ask #SRY IM ANSWERING SO LATE I’m a slow reader #her defending the kids like ur honour . look at their chubby cheeks. #family AUs rly do get me by the throat #watcherfamilyau

[graysnetwork]

Listening to the other women rn so lemme js write rq

Btw I’m working on ur guy’s requests, I write slow I’m sry

Happy thanksgiving to the people that celebrate btw❤️🙏🏼

KYLE “Gaz” GARRICK x F!READER

It was the end of the day, Kyle was in the shower, I was sitting on our shared bed just putting on some lotion because my skin felt pretty dry. I was cleaning my hands and noticed Kyle’s phone screen light up which was weird because he never got calls or texts during the evening, I knew it wasn’t “captain price” since his captain never bothered him especially when work was over.

I walked over to the night stand grabbing Kyle’s phone checking what the notification was,

“So are we still getting drinks tomorrow?”

I read, the contact said “Kate” , a million thoughts went through my head all at once. Who was Kate? And why was Kyle getting drinks with her tomorrow? And why didn’t he tell me about her, or these plans with her?!

Was he cheating? No! Kyle would never cheat on me, would he? Another message came

“Hope I get to see you tomorrow, goodnight Kyle”

Noo Kyle wouldn’t cheat on me, I hope not.

I heard the water stop, I stared at the messages for a little while longer, I kept re-reading them trying to find an explanation to calm myself.

Kyle walked into the room, I put down his phone quickly “what is it?” He asked me, I was frowning lightly “uhm, just a text” I said, not sounding like I was upset. “From who?” He asked drying his hair, “oh, says it’s from Kate” I answered, Kyle quickly walked over to the night stand snatching his phone; checking the texts, he looked worried. Maybe he was cheating, he looked like he was hiding something.

“Who’s Kate?” I asked him, my brows furrowed, my light frown coming back to my face, he looked relieved now, turning his attention to me, I assume he caught on quickly to what I was thinking

Kyle could always tell if I was sad, angry, or worried, it never took long for him to realize what I was feeling, that’s what I liked about Kyle. He understood me. He understood me better then I understood myself.

“Y/n.. kate, Laswell, it’s Laswell.” He said shaking his head lightly, ridding any of my thoughts of him cheating. He got down on his knees “I would never cheat on you Y/n, never think that again please” he said; he spoke softly, my frown disappeared, a smile replacing it.

“I was gonna tell you I was going to meet with her and Price, but I forgot. I got distracted” he continued “I’m sorry darling” he finished “no Kyle, im sorry. Im sorry I doubted you.” I said looking down into my lap, not wanting to make eye contact with him; I was so embarrassed. His hand landed on my chin, pushing it up to look back at him. “I’m sorry.” He said, beginning to get up and giving me a kiss on the lips and walking back to the dresser to close it.

I rolled over to my side of the bed getting under the blanket feeling better.

-

Kyle turned on his phone

“Yeah, see you tomorrow Laswell, goodnight”

He texted back. Putting his phone the dresser and getting into bed.

—

(The next day: At the bar)

Kyle sat down at the table where Price and Laswell had been waiting for him for at least half an hour.

“Hi Kyle” Kate said “Hi” he replied getting comfortable, “please, never text me at night again Laswell” he asked her “why? I was just making sure you were still coming” she said furrowing her brows.

“Yeah well, Y/n checked my phone, and thought that I was cheating, so!” He summarized the whole story. “She thought I was hiding something cause I took the phone from her, I thought you were talking about the ring” he said. Kate sighed “well you gotta be more casual Kyle” John told him.

“Whatever, I’ll make sure not to text you late ever again, now please Can we get back on track” Kate asked; both men nodded “Alright Kyle! Let’s see what this ring looks like!” She said. Kyle took a box out of his front pocket, he opened showing off a beautiful diamond ring

He specifically said he wanted it to be simple and modest but noticeable enough on your ring finger.

“Wow” John said “Wow, she is going to be one lucky girl(person)” Kate said. Kyle smiled feeling confident and proud that they liked the ring.

He couldn’t wait to ask you to be his wife.

—

Sorry if some things are written wrong 😐

#imagines #x reader stories #fluff #angst #the other women #kyle gaz garrick #cod mwii #call of duty #gaz x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #captain john price #kate laswell #gaz x you #kyle gaz garrick x you #Spotify #kyle garrick x reader

[i8jisoo]

𝐍𝐂𝐓 ⇉ are you happy?

jungwoo x female!reader | imagine

↬ summary; in which you’re there to make jungwoo’s night go right, even if his whole day went wrong — jungwoo can always count on you

↬ genre(s); romance, angst if you squint, fluff, kim jungwoo is my baby

↬ warnings; insecure jungwoo, cursing, jungwoo rly loves u

↬ notes; sry i’ve just been feeling rly unmotivated and i guess i’m just feeling really confused and sad right now so i just wanted to make this to feel better,, sorry i haven’t finish some requests i’m trying but i’m feeling bad right now and i don’t have any idea what to do for the prompts,, everything has just come to a halt right now, sry im taking this out on jungwoo

jungwoo sat on the carpeted floor of your living room, opting out of sitting on the couch and staring blankly at the tv. there he was, replaying an episode of an interview, he watched ahead. he didn’t even hear the sound of your keys clanking on the hook. he didn’t hear your foot-steps creak against the floor-boards. he definitely didn’t hear you slip behind him, the noise of you shuffling around fell onto deaf ears.

he was dressed up in a large t-shirt, thick sweatpants covering his lower half and his hair messy. he had an almost zombie like appearance — eyes red and strained from watching the tv so closely and for so long.

your hands made their way onto his shoulders, coming up to pull around his chest with a smile. “hey, what are you doin’?” you questioned, breathing in the scent of his shampoo and the aroma of his natural musk. jungwoo turned his head the slightest before answering, “nothing.”

just like how nothing went right in his day. he woke up late, his shoulder in pain from sleeping the wrong way. though, he made it to practice — if only he wasn’t ten minutes late. the left shoulder he had messed up while he slept was still throbbing, his moves more sloppy than usual and then to top it all off  — doyoung. 

the two argued about him today, calling him lazy and jungwoo having nothing to defend himself. everything compiled against him and nobody, he means nobody, nobody stuck up for him. he was livid. his hands gripped at his knees, scrunching up and his fingers locked. “what’s troubling you?” you murmured, fingers running through his hair to move the strands away from his face. you smiled, jungwoo’s head continued to move away from your touch.

“hey, what’s wro—“

“nothing! can’t you just leave it alone?” jungwoo shouted abruptly, the feeling of your arms around him annoying him further. it was so warm, you were warm. you were happy, so happy. he was so upset, so alone. jungwoo felt the burn of tears, his eyesight blurry and before he knew it — a sob broke from his lips. your face stood pressed into his shoulder as his body shook.

he hated it — this feeling. this rush of emotions and everything just down pouring, before he met you — he was alone. his face pressed into his pillow as it muffled his loud sobs or the days he’d be able to just be by himself. not anymore, you would not let him go to sleep by himself, nor wake up by himself, god, you wouldn’t even let him do anything by himself. you, you were such a happy person. you were there to pack his lunch and send him off with a little note.

jungwoo would even have you there, patching up his knees or hands or have you there to help him with his bruised palms and legs. you would make sure he was healthy and happy, that was all you wanted to do for anyone — but jungwoo was your top priority.

you shouldn’t have to deal with this, jungwoo thought. you shouldn’t have to deal with my mood changes or when i come home from practice with injuries. you shouldn’t be the one massaging his sore muscles, you shouldn’t have to be cooking for him every night. you shouldn’t have to come home to an empty house and clean to then cook and wait some more on him. you shouldn’t have to put up with his needs, so why did you? why did you stay with such a mess? how could you? why would you ever want to stay with him? how could someone like you ever love —

“i’m sorry.” you murmured, jungwoo gasping and his head jerking to you. “i’m sorry you’re so busy, you’re so mature now. i’m losing the soft side of you, woo. i just wanna know.. are you happy?” you ask, jungwoo’s eyes looking at you, shaking at your question. you smile softly, “i’ll help you, okay? i’ll help you.” his body turns, close to yours and you have to force his body to lay down with his head against your chest.

“if everything goes wrong in your day, i just want you to know, i’ll be here to make the night right.” you whisper, your arms hung around his waist. he listens to your heartbeat for a moment, continuing to nod after. “thank you, i love you.” you say, not earning a response but you can just feel his heart slow to match up with your own.

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