#ch: atticus

[bodycountgame]

Do any of the ROs keep a journal/diary? If not, would they want to?

journals religiously adegoke, imogen

more of an organisational diarist - keeps notes of appointments and big events etc but nothing particularly reflective

arthur, avery, ellis, rowan

every few months buys a new notebook and tries to start journalling but never makes it stick

florrie

makes sort of haphazard notes in their phone

atticus, charlie, griff, syd, nyra

just forgets stuff like a cool person

vinh

#ch: arthur #ch: atticus #ch: avery #ch: adegoke #ch: charlie #ch: ellis #ch: florrie #ch: griff #ch: imogen #ch: nyra #ch: syd #ch: vinh #ch: rowan

[heavyisthecrown-if]

Important Characters

Leopold Drachmann

The very man aiming to take down your family. You'd be lying if you said you knew anything about him beyond rumors, but there's no doubting how close he is- or, rather, was- to your father. Times have changed though, and what was once a close alliance is now chasmed due to his own actions.

Atticus Bracht

Derrick's father and a surprisingly mellow man in comparison. You've known him since you were a child, and he's almost always seen with a grin on his face. He's guilty his actions as a young man led to Derrick's ignominy when it should be him instead, but he's always seemed more than nervous to face the other nobles that disapprove of his son's illegitimacy.

Ewan/Elvira Chevalier

Your lord/lady-in-waiting and a close friend since they were appointed to you six years ago. They're quick to gossip and always come to you to spill the details, as their husband refuses to listen to their spiels. They care deeply for you and those they've grown close to, and are always there to assuage your worries.

Arina Falkner

An elderly woman who served as your parents' royal advisor. She's since stepped down, allowing you to take the role, but she's never been shy of voicing her opinions. Having been a close friend of your grandfather, she took care of you and your brother as children when your parents weren't able, and will always have your back should you need her.

Mundir Al-Maghrabi

He's Derrick's uncle, and was always the quickest to defend the boy's honor. You'd met him a few times and he always carried himself with an undeniable charm, but there was something sinister beneath the surface. Even though his death was unfortunate for not only the family, but his ministry as well, you can't deny the fact that it may have been timely.

#I planned for this to be posted at the same time as the intro post #but i forgot lol #side chars #ch: leopold #ch: atticus #ch: e #ch: arina #ch: mundir

[kichedatabase]

#other: ai representation #ch: valencia #ch: atticus

[rebelmoonsource]

Ed Skrein as Atticus Noble in Rebel Moon (2023); dir. Zack Snyder.

#rebelmoonedit #netflixedit #filmedit #movieedit #cinematv #rebel moon #rebel moon netflix #ed skrein #atticus noble #zack snyder #ch: atticus noble #m: a child of fire #m: the scargiver #movie #gif #mine #m: movie #m: gif #by jessica #flashing gif

[claryxjackson]

 ➣ lemony snicket

+ @stanshollaand’s savannah brightly

+ @dinawrites’s lorna lovestrange

taglist: @richitozier, @foxesandmagic, @lizziesxltzmxn, @phoebestarks, @lovehermioneforever, @jewelswrites-ish, @kiara-carrera, @heavenlysurf, @decennia, @stanshollaand. @ocfairygodmother, @raith-way, @maddies-buckley, @starlit-ocs

#dc ocs #the batman ocs #crossover #my edit #atticus wayne #fic: the man who sold the world #ch: savannah brightly #ch: lorna lovestrange #others ocs #i am in fact very proud of this edit #they have once again possessed my mind #whoops #this quote is everything #finally made it after thinking about it for like- months

[ghoulrpc]

a character study of atticus grant.

#ch: atticus grant. #character studies. #drug use tw #tw drug use #drugs tw #tw drugs

[theidiotwhowritesthings]

A Fresh Start [13]

Din Djarin x F!Reader

Warnings: sick child, medical procedures, anxiety, reliving past traumas, panic and fear about losing a loved one

Word Count: 3,439

Summary: When you made plans for your future they never involved being hired by a Mandalorian to baby-sit his adorable, green gremlin of a child. However, after your life fell apart in the span of one disastrous night, you found it to be the only feasible option you had left. Nevarro was a far cry from Coruscant, but the thriving community turned out to be exactly what you needed. Every day you spend in Nevarro you fall more and more in love with your new life, but when your past rears its ugly head you find that perhaps peace wasn’t meant for everyone.

A/N: HEY MY DUDES. THIS IS IT. THIS IS THE CHAPTER THAT INSPIRED IT ALL. I pictured the scenes in this chapter in my head, wanted to write it, but I knew in order to have the emotional impact I wanted it to have i had to build a full ass story around it and I did lolol.

Thanks to all who have shared their love! This is like my fourth update in four days but unfortunately that will slow a bit this weekend. I’m crazy busy this weekend so it might not be until next week that you get a real update.

Ch. #13: THE DANGER HAS PASSED, CYAR’IKA

Chapter Summary: You must relive your past in order to save your future.

“She was powerful,

not because she wasn’t scared

but because she went on so strongly,

despite the fear.”

-atticus

After deciding to go to the clinic, you paused only to tuck your blaster into the back of your waistband before sprinting out the door. It would take you at least fifteen minutes to get to the clinic, and that was if you ran the entire way. Hot wiring and stealing the neighbor’s speeder bike? That would take you two minutes top. A talent you had Tatooine to thank for. 

When you set Grogu in the speeder’s basket, so your hands would be free, he screamed. A mixture of unintelligible cries and ‘Ma’ over and over again. Hands trembling, you got the bike going and jumped on. It maybe wasn’t the safest to drive with Grogu in your arms, but you couldn’t bear to not hold him. The streets were bare of anyone and everyone. There had been no city wide siren for a warning, like Coruscant had, but the word about the pirates must have got around. 

Everyone was hiding.

As predicted, you got there in a quarter of the time on the speeder bike and when you reached the clinic you hopped off before it came to an actual stop. The bike ended up slamming into the clinic wall without someone to turn it away, but you were already halfway through the door. Just like the rest of Nevarro, it was bare. 

“Hey!” You screamed as you reached the empty front desk of the waiting room. “Daelar! Where the kriff are you!?” A woman, a young Twi’lek, poked her head out from around the corner. “You!” She jumped at your tone. “Get me Daelar right now.”

“He’s not here, ma’am.” She shook her head.

Whatever. You didn’t have time to chase that bastard. “Fine. Where’s the med droid!?”

“Broken.” She admitted. “If this is an emergency I can call a shuttle to take you off world.”

You felt the blood leave your face, your heart stopped in your chest, breath caught in your lungs. The words slipped from your mouth, aghast, “What did you just say?”

“Daelar left off world hours ago, and the droid has been malfunctioning since yesterday.” She repeated. “But I can…”

She was still talking. Her mouth was moving, but all you could hear was Grogu’s whimpering cries and a high pitched whine that filled your head⏤ as if a bomb had gone off and left you deaf to the world. Daelar left? He left off world knowing the droid was broken? Knowing that he’d be leaving all of this world without a healer? 

“How long for a shuttle?” You demanded. “How long to get to the⏤ How long!?”

“An hour tops, I would guess, but I cannot guarantee⏤”

“No, no, no.” You moaned. Even if that time estimate was accurate it was too long. Grogu was getting hotter and hotter, his cries getting weaker and weaker, and you hated the way his eyelids fluttered weakly. You shook your head. “Unlock the doors for me. I need to get back there.”

“I’m sorry. That’s for medical personnel only.” She replied. She set her hands on the desk.

“I don’t care.”

“Ma’am⏤”

Without blinking, you pulled the blaster out from the back of your waistband and leveled it at her. Her eyes widened in panic. Hands shot up in surrender. You chose to leave the safety on. You didn’t want to hurt this woman, but you weren’t going to let her stand in your way either.

“Here’s what’s going to happen.” You seethed. “That door will be unlocked, I will have access to the medical supplies, and I am going to save my son. This is going to happen regardless of the decision you make right now, but it’ll be easier for all of us if you help.”

She nodded once and you lowered the blaster. The Twi’lek hurried to the side door and you followed her. She used her hand print to open the door into the emergency medical bay. The large room had four cots in total, and the side wall was made up entirely of glass cabinets where you could see supplies and ingredients. You quickly set Grogu on the closest cot and the fact that he didn’t even react to being set down sent a sharp strike of fear through you.

“Hey, what’s your name?” You shouted back at the girl while hooking up Grogu to the vitals machine.

“Aayla.”

“What’s your training?”

“I’m⏤I’m new to this. I’m a tech.”

No official medical training, but a tech would be helpful. You pointed to her, voice clear and loud, to get your order heard. “Aayla, get four ice packs. I want one under him, on top of him, and on either side. I need to cool him down quickly. Understand?”

She nodded and turned to the supplies to get the ice packs. The vitals machine began to blare, and your head snapped back to look at it. Heart rate was much too fast, even for Grogu who ran high naturally. His oxygen level was hovering on the lower end of normal. His temperature though⏤ Maker⏤ it was 102 degrees and you watched in horror as the decimal point next to it changed from 3 to 7. It was still steadily rising. 

The sound of his whimpers, the blaring of the machine, you felt stuck. You were trapped in that moment once more watching Soran die. You shouldn’t have been her physician. It was too personal.

This was so much worse.

Aayla returning with the ice packs was what snapped you back to reality. You were scared, terrified, but you couldn’t afford to be. You swallowed every ounce of it and forced yourself to move. You needed to act. 

You had told Din it was normal for parents to panic, but you couldn’t.

Your next movements were a blur of muscle memory. It didn’t matter that this clinic was unfamiliar to you. Training kicked in and you moved like a woman possessed. Fluids first. You grabbed a bag and set it in the cooler before returning to Grogu with IV gear.

“Aayla.” You sent her to the supplies and called out all the materials and supplies you would need to compound the medicine. While shouting them out, you began to attempt to start an IV on Grogu. It wasn’t easy. His arm was small, his veins smaller. It took you three tries before you finally got it in. Aayla had brought over all the items requested and you sent her for the fluids you set in the cooler. “Clip it in, and hang it.”

Aayla confirmed the order and you stepped aside to begin to work. You needed an antipyretic first. The rising fever was the most dangerous aspect of Grogu’s sickness right now. Any higher and he could start to have seizures⏤ any higher and his body could shut down. Anxiety crawled up your spine and latched to your mind. It had been so, so long since you compounded anything. What if you messed this up? No. You didn’t have time to doubt yourself. Go with your gut. Trust yourself. 

When you added the last ingredient the liquid turned from clear to an electric blue and relief flooded your body. Aayla watched intently as you hurried back over and connected the vial of antipyretics to a medigun. You pressed the clean needle to Grogu’s outer thigh and pulled the trigger. All of the liquid disappeared and you set the gun aside.

 “How do you know how to do all this?” Aayla gasped.

“I’m a doctor.” You answered mechanically. 

Now, you needed an antibiotic. Same process. Different ingredients. You wanted to cover as many bugs as possible, go as broad as you could, and then once Grogu was stable the coverage could narrow to something more specific. It took you about the same time to make the antibiotic and when the liquid turned the shade of purple it was supposed to be you rushed back to Grogu’s side.

Aayla held up the medigun when you went to search for it and you realized she had replaced the needle with a fresh one and sanitized the entire thing. You thanked her and injected this one into Grogu’s opposite thigh. Fluids. Antipyretics. Antibiotics. That was all you could do. 

Now, it was out of your hands.

Din’s entire body ached, and he was exhausted. The only reassuring thought being that the fight was over, and he could go home. Home to Grogu. Home to you. As much as he still wanted to have that talk, he wondered if he could convince you to hold off until tomorrow. All he wanted right now was to crawl into bed with you and his son in his arms. Granted, he might need to have the talk before inviting you into his bed again. Details, details. Din just needed to get home, and you’d have a plan⏤ you’d know what to do.

 Clearing the rest of the ex-Imperial base had gone very well. When only two pirates were left standing they both surrendered. Din figured this could be used to their advantage. Pirates were hardly the loyal kind. A little squeezing and they could possibly find where Gorian Shard liked to hide. Granted, that was more along the lines of a bounty hunter’s thoughts than a Marshal’s. Din chose to come back with Mayfeld and Cara to shove the two pirates into the cells. They could be dealt with in the morning. 

“Good job today.” Din grunted, already moving toward the door, “Stay home tomorrow. Rest. I’ll work the shifts.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” Cara scoffed. “We can still come in.”

“Uh, speak for yourself.” Mayfeld chimed. Din was halfway down the hall when Mayfeld called out for him. Din’s feet came to a stop and he heaved an audible sigh. This really was the day that would not end. “Boss man! Seriously! Get in here now!”

Din jogged back, happy that his helmet wouldn’t show just how annoyed he was right now, and when he re-entered the room both Cara and Mayfeld were crowded around a holopad. Cara glanced up and the look on her face filled Din’s stomach with lead. “An intruder alarm was set off while we were out. From the clinic.” Din’s entire body stiffened. No. He was jumping to conclusions. You promised you’d stay in the house, he called Daelar to go to you. There was no way you and Grogu could’ve been there while someone broke in. “You should see this.”

Mayfeld flipped the holopad around at her words and Din’s eyes focused on a security feed. A young Twi’lek girl stood behind the front desk with her hands raised in surrender while a familiar figure wielding a familiar blaster aimed the end at her chest. Din would recognize your voice anywhere, in any setting, at any time. Even with the security feed adding in a garbled white noise under it all, he knew your voice.

“⏤supplies, and I am going to save my son. This is going to happen regardless of the decision you make right now, but it’ll be easier for all of us if you help.”

He lifted his gauntlet to check his communicator link. What was going on? Why hadn’t you called? His eyes widened when he realized the circuitry in his vambrace was dead. No, no, no. He slammed his other hand into it as if that would miraculously fix it, but it stayed dead. The taser. Dank farrik. He should’ve been paying attention. Din had lost contact with you hours ago and was only just now realizing it.

Din spun on his heel and took off down the hall in a sprint. Cara and Mayfeld were calling out to him, he could hear footsteps following, but he didn’t pause and wait. The clinic was right down the road. He needed to get there. Din needed to be there⏤ now.

You had pulled over a stool and sat by the cot’s side. One hand resting on the half melted ice pack on Grogu’s belly and the other holding his tiny hand. Then you waited on baited breath. Aayla was moving about the room, cleaning you thought, but all you could do was stare at the young boy who looked so small on such a large cot.

“Please, please. Oh, Maker, please.” You mumbled the pleas under your breath⏤ willing the universe to bend to your will. Grogu was your first patient since Soran. If anything happened to him you wouldn’t survive it. You barely survived losing Soran. Kriff, it could be argued that a part of you didn’t. You watched Grogu’s chest rise and fall. ‘Please, please, please.’ You were pleading⏤ begging. If you thought it would help you’d get on your knees and scream at the sky.

Finally, the machines chirped and when you looked up from Grogu to read the numbers you saw his temperature had fallen two full degrees. Your lower lip quivered, relief slamming into you, and it took all your strength to not crumple to the floor.

Din barreled through the clinic’s doors⏤ hard enough that he accidentally shattered the glass as it slammed into the wall. The Twi’lek he had seen on video popped her head around the corner with wide eyes. She held her hands out.

“You’re the Marshal.” She shook her head. “I’m sorry. I hit the alarm because a woman came in⏤”

“Where is she!?” He barked.

“This is a misunderstanding. I don’t want to press charges⏤ she’s actually a doctor and⏤”

“Where⏤”

Cara slid in behind him and blurted. “That’s his son and wife. Let him through.”

The girl nodded in understanding, and Din couldn’t even spare a thought toward the title Cara had given you. The clinic worker pointed through a set of double doors and Din stormed past her without another second of hesitation. The back room was filled with cots and shelves of medical supplies.

Sitting in the corner though, he saw Grogu lying on a cot with an IV in his arm and connected to the machine on the wall. Din didn’t recognize all the numbers and symbols, but they were all written in a neutral green rather than a dangerous red. Right by his bed, you were perched on a stool with your hands holding onto Grogu while your head rested on the cot. At the sound of his arrival into the room, you lifted your head and your eyes widened. Din rushed toward you and you stood up so fast the stool fell to the floor. 

“He’s okay now. He’s stable.” You blurted. “Daelar never brought me the⏤ the medicine. Grogu spiked a fever and got worse, I tried to call⏤”

“My communicator broke. I’m so sorry.” Din leaned over the cot and cautiously ran a hand over his son’s head. Grogu didn’t look sick right now. He just looked like he was sleeping. Snoring softly without a single cough. “The fever⏤”

You spoke up. “It broke maybe twenty minutes ago? It’s normal now. All his vitals are. I gave him antipyretics and antibiotics for whatever infection he has. He’s stable.” Din let out a sigh of relief and he bowed his head to lightly tap against Grogu’s. Your voice shook. “He’s stable.”

Din slowly lifted his gaze to look to you. You had never looked so small before. Panic and fear still shone bright in your eyes despite the air of confidence you were trying to push out. Your arms were wrapped around your own body. Din took a step toward you and you flinched. 

“Cyar’ika.” He whispered. “It’s okay.” You nodded once⏤ swallowed hard. “You said it yourself. Grogu is stable. He’s safe.” Your lower lips quivered and he watched you bite down on it. Din took another step and held his hand out to you. “You saved him. You. You did this⏤ you saved him.” Tears collected in your eyes and you lifted your gaze to the ceiling as if to avoid looking directly at him. Din knew you must have been a storm of genius confidence just like he saw you last night. He had seen the video of you holding a stranger at blaster’s end to get the supplies you needed. Din also knew that sometimes it was easy to take action, grab ahold of the danger, and let your body act while your mind took a backseat. Instinct took over. When that happened, it was hard to slip back into reality. To relax. “It’s over now. The danger has passed, Cyar’ika.” Din set his hands on your arms. “Talk to me.”

Your eyes snapped to meet his and those collected tears streamed down your face. You shook your head, voice shaky and pained, “I was so scared, Din.” 

He was already pulling you into his chest at the same time that you leaned into him. Din cupped the back of your neck, squeezing in reassurance, as you buried your face in the crook of his shoulder. You sobbed into his neck⏤ tears soaking into his cloak. He whispered that everything was okay and his words slipped out in Mando’a out of habit. Din added in Basic. “You did so good, ner kar’ta.”

“I was so scared I was going to mess up.” You clung to him so tightly. As if he was the only thing anchoring you here. “He was so sick and I⏤I haven’t done this in so long. I was terrified⏤ He⏤If he⏤ If he died⏤” Din didn’t even like thinking along those lines. You suddenly pulled your face away from him, but Din wouldn’t let you get far. He kept you caged in his arms. You shook your head. “I⏤I didn’t want him to end up like Soran.” Your words came out between harsh sobs. “I didn’t want to be the reason somebody I loved died again.”

If Din wasn’t the kind to pay attention then your words would have been nonsensical. However, he knew you were hiding from something. He knew you had a past that led to a terrible injury. And he knew your name wasn’t Soran. The way you screamed it out that night he woke up. Plus, half the time when he called out to you using that name you never answered. Din got more response from calling you ‘Cyar’ika’. He knew all of this, he just didn’t care. Who you were didn’t matter to him. You mattered to him. You in this moment. You in his arms.

Din tore off his gloves, something he’d never do outside of the safety of his ship or home, but he needed to touch you. He needed you to feel the warmth. Din cupped your face tenderly, using his thumbs to swipe away the lingering tears. He leaned forward and pressed his forehead softly to rest against yours.

“I don’t know your history, I don’t know your past, but here’s what I do know.” Din spoke slowly, enunciated every single word so it would be seared into your mind. “You are an incredible woman. Smart, beautiful, brave⏤ You never cease to amaze me, and there is nobody in this galaxy that I would trust Grogu with over you.” The words rang true as they left his lips. It wasn’t a simple comfort. It was a declaration. “Every single day I leave my home, I know⏤ without a doubt⏤ that I am leaving Grogu in the most capable hands other than my own.”

“Din…” You breathed.

Maker, he wanted to kiss you. It wasn’t a desire born of lust. Not this time. Din wanted to press feather light kisses against every inch of your face. Use his lips to brush away your tears, to stop your lip from quivering, to chase away your fear. Never, in his entire life, had his helmet felt like such a restriction to him. A wall of beskar keeping him from bringing you the comfort you needed. The comfort he wanted to give.

“I trust you, and all tonight does is prove that I was right.” Din said. “You saved Grogu. Not me, not anyone else. You.” You took in a slow breath, the first steady one he had seen from you since he got here, and he felt his entire body relax at the sound. “Thank you. Just thank you.”

“Don’t thank me for that.” You replied. “I’d do anything for him. Anything, Din.”

“I know.” 

“I’d…” You paused. Your eyes closed and Din found himself missing the color. Even for the brief moment it was missing. “I’d do anything for you too.” Your eyes opened once more and the panic and fear had faded. Leftover tears clung to your eyelashes, but he was staring into eyes he recognized⏤ eyes filled with so much kindness and care that his knees felt weak. “I love Grogu and I… You…”

Din nodded and pulled away from your face so he could tuck you into his chest. His arms wrapped around you as he set his head atop yours. Din needed to feel more of you. He ran a hand up and down your spine, “You’re important to me as well, ner kar’ta.”

For the first time since he left the house this morning, Din felt at peace.

mando’a translations

Cyar’ika: Darling, sweetheart

Ner Kar’ta: My Heart

#the mandalorian #din djarin #din djarin x you #din djarin x reader #protective din djarin #good dad din djarin #mando x reader #mando x you #mandalorian x reader #mandalorian x you #mandalorian fanfic #mandalorian and grogu #Female reader #reader insert #slow burn #cara dune #migs mayfeld

[yrrtyrrtwhenihrrthrrt]

Kit Fic Ch. 5 for WIP Wednesday!

Yippiee I haven't worked on this one for a minute! Ty for the ask!!

“Hi loves, is everything okay?” Nimona clicked her teeth. “So, there's a situation with Atticus.”

Anyone please feel free to request any of my file names from my WIP Wednesday Post :)

#I wanted to include more but its supposed to be just 3 lines ack #nimona fanfic #wip wednesday #yywihh fics

[jelzorz]

the snake: ch 2

The castle is warmer than Viren remembers it. In his youth, it had been a fortress, cold and austere, its stone walls bare and undecorated except for what was necessary. Atticus was a kind king, but he was pragmatic: a man who’d grown up in the war time who had no time for frivolity even if he wished for it from time to time. Harrow had clung to his ideals, and had tried his best to let it show in his rule, so it was he who’d put the banners of the uneven towers on the walls, a symbols of their pride, he said, in their humanity and imperfection.

There are more now: Katolis colours on every wall, flags of the other kingdoms flying in the towers, symbols of Lux Aurea and the Dragon Queen and of the Silvergrove hung up between the boughs of holly and fir decorating the halls for this year’s Yule Festival.

Viren shudders at the sight of it. It is too gentle. Too innocent. Too full of joy.

And he is a monster that does not belong in these halls.

Part ii of Viren comes back and soren has to deal with it

Here on ao3

#sorpeli #rayllum #claudiez #canon crack quartet #tw: mentions of suicide

[bodycountgame]

hey i hope this question is okay but I can't stop thinking about it since I found out Atticus is from Belfast. is he unionist or nationalist..?

so atticus now lives in london and works for the british government which makes this a bit of a sticky area for him hahaha.

for the longest time he actively disengaged from politics and didn't give it a lot of real thought - he just graduated from university and got a job that he thought would be cool and interesting. its actually working for the government thats really brought out his nationalist streak.

#ch: atticus #fuck the english amirite

[emo-sebastianstardew]

Demolition Lovers Part 4 Sebastian x Farmer Stardew Valley Fanfic

(Chapter 4 is finally here. This is really long chapter. The rating is still 18+. In this chapter will be smoking, profanity and some spicy stuff. Please enjoy. Credit to Heir of Atticus for the photo used.)

"Goodnight (farmers name)." He grinned waving goodbye to you and walked away.

You watched him leave the farm. Your heart was beating fast and you had butterflies in your stomach. Something about him was just so intoxicating. You really liked him. He had some confidence with the way he carried himself. He was funny and intelligent. He had this way about him that was so charming. You decided to go inside and get some sleep. Not only do you have plants to take care of in the morning but you had to make him a lunch he'd love.

You woke up at 6 am. The sunshine slapped you across the face. You sat up in your bed and groaned. You got up and got dressed. You went outside and began watering your crops. You started thinking about what you were gonna do with the rest of your day. You finished watering everything and decided to go fishing. You left your farm and started walking through town square.

"(farmers name)!" someone screamed. You whipped your head around and regretted who you saw.

Abigail started running to catch up with you. You waited for her to reach you.

"Yes... Abby?" You asked.

"You're not talking to Sebastian right?" She asked crossing her arms glaring at you.

"I mean... we just met. So... Yeah... Why do you care anyway?" You asked squinting at her.

"I CARE because we've been talking for a while now. He will be dancing with me at the flower dance. I know him much better than you. He likes me and I like him. I don't need you trying to take him." She hissed at you.

"Wow.. didn't realize you were both so close. He hadn't mentioned anything about that. But if you insist I'll leave him alone. Have good day Abby." You said and stared walking away from her.

Your mind was flustered with thoughts. If Sebastian and Abby were so close why would he hang out with you? Why is Abby so threatened by you? You decided it would be best to just leave Sebastian alone for a while. You weren't paying attention again and you bumped into someone. They fell over and started laughing.

"Yo (farmers name) you totally knocked me over hahaha." Sam laughed slowly standing back up.

"Sorry Sam. I didn't mean to at all. It's been on hell of morning already." You were flustered trying to apologize.

"Hey its all good (farmers name). I'm not mad at all. Why are you upset? You kinda look like you're gonna cry." He asked concerned.

"It's nothing. I don't want to waste your time." You smiled slightly.

"Hey whats going on?" He was very concerned now.

"Just..... um.... Is.... Abby and Sebastian a thing?" You asked sheepishly.

"Oh... I don't think so. I mean Abby is obviously a little obsessed with Sebastian. But I don't really think he feels the same. But to be honest with you that man is mystery. I've been his friend for 10 years and I still can't tell if he likes me. I wouldn't take anything personally. I just know Sebastian prefers to be alone. I've never really seen him try to go for any girl. So maybe try some space." Sam smiled trying to reassure you.

"Okay... thanks Sam. I'll just mind my business and stick to my farm thank you." You smiled started walking away.

"Um... not what I meant...." Sam muttered and walked away to work.

You decided to head down to the beach. You fished down at the dock practically all day. You noticed when the clock turned 3. You shook your head and went back to fishing. 5:00 pm rolled around and Willy came out to join you.

"Good evening (farmers name)." Willy smiled fishing beside you.

"Hey Willy." You smiled.

"Catching any good ones?"

"A few yes. I might need to start heading home soon."

"Be safe getting home and have good night." He waved goodbye.

You left Willy and waved good bye. You started making your way back to your farm. Once back home you decide to chop down some trees for some wood before bed. You were finished at 10:00 pm. You decided to go to bed.

Couple days have past and you have been very busy these past few days. You now had chickens and you had been in the mines as well. But today was a new day and your first week was over. You haven't bothered socializing much. You sat up in your bed, bright and early 6:00 am. You got dressed and head out on your farm. You started watering your crops like clock work. You walked into your chicken coop and collected your eggs.

"Good morning George, Micheal, Freddy and Joey." You said to the chickens. They clucked at you.

You gave them all love before leaving. You decided you were gonna go mining today. You started walking into town to check the board before you went up. There was a festival coming up called the Egg Festival. You decided to start making your way up the mountain. Your heart dropped in your stomach when you saw him outside smoking staring at you.

"Where the hell have you been?" Sebastian asked glaring at you.

You walked over to him feeling very nervous. You didn't answer his question.

"Hello..?! Ignoring me now?!" He snapped.

"Do not give me attitude Sebastian." You glared back at him.

"You say we are gonna hang out then don't come to see me for 7 days." Anger was in his eyes.

"OH.... Thats why we are pissy right now." You crossed your arms and looked away from him.

"Yeah why wouldn't I be mad about that." He took a step closer to you blowing out some smoke.

"Well tell your GIRLFRIEND to stay the fuck out of my face." Your eyes met his and you could feel your blood boiling.

"OH GIRLFRIEND! That's rich!" He was yelling now.

"Do NOT yell at me Sebastian!" You were yelling now.

"For YOUR information! I DO NOT have a girlfriend! Nor am I TALKING to anyone right now!" His eyes met yours. You felt lost in them again but remembered you were angry with him.

"HA! That's not what ABBY claims!" You were furious.

"This is about Abby?" His demeanor changed and he blew out smoke.

"YES this is about ABBY! Why are you so calm now?! YOU busy with her this past week?" You asked shaking.

"No. I haven't. I've been a bit busy wondering where the hell you've been." He looked away from you blowing out smoke.

"You're so frustrating!" You huffed looking away from him.

"Look at me." He said calmly. His voice was calming.

You were hesitant at first but looked at him eventually. He put his cigarette out.

"Come inside." He smiled.

You rolled your eyes and followed him inside. He took you downstairs to the basement. He opened his door and gestured for you to go inside. You walked into room and noticed a lot of things. Posters all over the walls, the room smelled damp and like weed. There was couch on the main wall with a desk and 2 computers. You notice big bookshelves on the side wall. There was table in the corner with comfy seats.

"I'm sorry." He said behind you walking past you.

"For?" You asked watching him.

"Everything. I shouldn't have yelled at you. Abby is just a friend I swear. I don't know what she said to you. But we are not a thing. JUST FRIENDS."

"It's okay. I'm sorry for yelling too. I just was so upset. I didn't like how she got in my face about it. It made me feel like a joke to you." You said looking at the floor.

"You're not a joke to me. You've never been that to me. I will talk to her. I do not want her treating you like that. But I don't want you to avoid me either. I enjoyed our night we shared together." He said smiling and blushing.

"Really?" You asked stepping closer to him.

"Yes really. The egg festival is coming up. I wanted to know if you wanted to go with me?" He smiled stepping closer to you.

"Yes I would love too." You smiled. Your eyes met his.

"Good. You owe me (farmers name)." He grinned.

"Why do I owe you? If anything you owe me Sebastian." You crossed your arms.

"Oh I owe you? You owe me lunch." He said raising an eyebrow.

"I have your lunch with me. You owe me for the pain you caused me." You huffed.

"Oooo you have the lunch? I will make it up to you however you want." He grinned and winked at you.

"Yes I have the lunch with me. But I don't know if you really deserve it." You said with your hand on your chin thinking.

"Please. I'm dying to try your food. I'll be a good boy" He whined.

"You better." You grinned pulling out a plate of sashimi and handing it to him.

"Hmm." He said just staring at the plate blankly.

"What do you not like fish?" You asked concerned getting close to him to look at the plate.

"I never said that. Just not what I expected." He said looking at plate then looking at you.

"WHAT? What did you expect! You said I could make anything." You huffed punching him in the shoulder lightly.

"Hahaha relax Princess. It looks beautiful. But does it taste good?" He asked picking up a slice. He ate it slowly and then started coughing. He placed the plate down and slid to the floor.

"Sebastian!" You watch him lay on the floor.

"Kidding. It was really good. I love sashimi." He smiled staring up at you. You sat down on the floor beside him and decided to lay down next to him.

"Good. I'm glad you love it." You smiled turning your head to look at him.

"Thank you (farmers name). It was really good." He turned and looked at you.

"Your rooms cool." You smiled.

"Thanks it's a bit cluttered."

"I like it minus the smell." You laughed.

"Yeah it kinda stinks. How's the farm been?"

"Busy. I have chickens now."

"Do you think they would like me?"

"Yes of course. Who wouldn't like the very attractive emo boy?"

"Attractive?" He asked raising an eye brow.

"I mean.... I think so.... I also have a dog now." You stuttered feeling your face turn red.

"Haha you're pretty cute when you're nervous." He grinned.

"Shut up." You rolled your eyes.

"This sounds stupid. But would you like to stay the night?" He asked staring at your eyes.

"Oh..." You sat up.

"What was that not the right thing to ask?" He sat up quickly watching you nervously.

"Come stay the nigh-"

"SEBBY I'M COMING IN." Robin opened the door and was now in the room.

"Mom..." Sebastian sighed.

"Oh Sebby I didn't realize you had company." She was grinning really wide eyeing you both.

"Mom.. we were just hanging out..." He glanced at her then back to you.

"I didn't know you and (farmers name) were so close." She smiled.

"Hello Robin." You smiled and waved.

"Don't encourage her." Sebastian whispered to you.

"I know you don't like me coming in here Sebby. But Abigail was asking about you at the market today." Robin said looking at him.

"I'm busy today. I'm spending it with (farmers name). We were just about to leave." Sebastian said glaring at his mom.

"Okay. I'll let her know. You two have fun." She smiled and waved bye before walking away. She shut Sebastians door.

"You're right. Your place is better." He said.

"You better start packing." You grinned.

"Of course." He smiled.

He grabbed a bag from under his bed and started packing clothes in it. He stopped packing for a second and walked over to his closet. He started taking off his hoodie facing the closet. You were just watching him feeling your face turning red. He was shirtless now going through his closet for something. You didn't realize he was so muscular. The hoodie really hides his muscles. He picked out a black shirt and put it on. The shirt was tight black muscle shirt. It contoured his body so well. He turned slightly looking at you smirking.

"You're not staring again?" He asked.

"No I uh... I.. uh... was snooping through your stuff..." You blurted out stuttering.

He laughed and turned back to the closet. He slipped off his pants and found a clean pair of black skinny jeans to wear. He put on the new pair and turned back to you. You were biting your lip watching him.

"What'd you find?" He asked smirking at you.

"Um... you like horror books...." Your face was bright red.

"Yeah horrors good. You ready to go?" He grinned.

"Absolutely." You smiled.

"Let's get out here." He said putting on another hoodie.

You opened the door and walked upstairs waited for him to come up. As you were waiting someone came through the door. Sebastian came up the steps and sighed.

"Great....." He said behind you.

To be continued.....

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