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maxirueee · 3 years

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AU Alberu's POV as the experimented Beru

Alberu: Cale?

Cale: ...nggh..yes?

Cale rubs his eyes as he tried to open them slowly only to see his lover looking right at him with a nervous expression.

Alberu: I suddenly had a bad dream.

Cale: It's literally 3am in the morning.

Alberu: mm..yea- well *fidgeting*

Cale: Spit it out. What was your bad dream about Beru?

Alberu: DON'T CALL ME THAT ANYMORE- PLEASE just please I'm begging you...

Cale was in deep shock that his lover raised his voice at him just because of what? He called him by his nickname?

Cale: Didn't you tell me multiple times that I should stop calling you 'hyung' when we finally got together?

Alberu: I-its not that.. I just-

Cale: Tell me what's wrong Beru.

Alberu: THAT'S the PROBLEM.

Cale: Which is??

Alberu: That nickname, in my dream I was suddenly trapped in a flat boxed screen, I couldn't move but all I could do was smile. Smiling while looking towards the horizon which seemed endless. White. Blank.

ALberu: After a few minutes I suddenly heard voices. At first, there were a lot of compliments about how radiant I loo-

Cale: Are you even sure that's a bad dream?

Alberu: Yeah it is a bad dream!

Cale: Aren't you just totally flaunting how good-looking you are? You're srsly waking me up in the middle of the night because of this? I'm going back to slee-

Alberu: I SWEAR THAT'S NOT IT!

Cale looks back at Alberu who had a look of desperation. Cale couldn't distinguish if what he's seen rolling down the face of his beloved was sweat or tears. Maybe both. Well, he might as well comfort his lover since that was his job. Alberu: I heard giggles, squeals, people were shrieking with how I finally appeared. They kept saying that I looked so dazzling, how I sparkled. They were even speaking the same annoying lines that you tell me every time with your glib tongue.

Cale: Whatever do you mean oh shining sun of the Roan Empi-

Alberu: My point exactly *glaring at Cale*

Cale: Alright go on.

Alberu: It went on for days, I couldn't tell how long I was trapped in that frame-like screen window, all of a sudden I reverted back to my dark elf form.

Cale continues to stare at him, already feeling bored as he watched Alberu continue ranting his struggle of a mere dream. Although he found it amusing as he heard him say the next lines.

Alberu: But it didn't stop there, my hair color suddenly changed to a blood-red color just like yours Cale. I was the spitting image of you. And the voices agreed on how we really are sworn brothers if we just switched hair colors.

Cale: Hoh...

'There must be something more to this if it actually made the emperor of the Roan Kingdom have buckets of sweat rolling down his pretty face.'

Alberu: It was until I heard somebody say, 'How about a Pink Haired Beru?'

Cale: Huh?

Alberu: My hair color immediately changed to pink, then sky blue, then green, then orange, then red again. I didn't know when it'd stop but I couldn't even budge. Even when I wanted to so bad.

Alberu looked dead straight in Cale's eyes, with both his hands firmly holding his partner's shoulders, but ironically he was shaking. Alberu Crossman was shaking in fear. For what reason? Is this another one of the Sun God's pranks to his lover? Perhaps it was the God of Death again? He continues to ponder at the annoying thought that maybe divine beings were messing around his precious people again but stopped as Alberu continued speaking his worries.

Alberu: I thought it was okay since it was just a hair color change..then a woman's voice asked with great anticipation, "HOW ABOUT A BALD AND A MOHAWKBERU?"

Alberu: I continued to smile, even when my luscious golden blonde hair was instantly gone and I was suddenly bald. BALD! I saw numerous hearts floating in front of me and I could hear the mockery and laughter of beings I could not even see. Yet I continued to smile.

Cale was speechless.

Alberu: For some reason, I could read the words floating in front of me. "EVERYBODY GIVE IT UP FOR THE ROAN KINGDOM'S FAVORITE SHINING SUN- BALDBERU" is what it said. More hearts appeared at a scary rate and I couldn't even shout or move. I was terrified.

Alberu glared at the person in front of him like a mad man. Cale just shut up and listened to whatever he said, Alberu really looked mental.

Alberu: The woman from a while ago spoke again, I swear her voice was scary beyond belief. She added "Okay everybody hold up- Now imagine DELINQUENT HAIRCUT AlBERU"

Alberu: My hair suddenly grew back twice as much and it was styled into this weird looking hairdo...

Cale continued to have his stoic face which made Alberu feel relieved. Little does he know Cale was on the verge of laughing his ass off-

ALberu: I suddenly heard "JOSUBERU I CAN'T WITH THIS FANDOM- YA'LL REALLY DID IT U PUNKS" again from that mortifying woman since earlier, apparently it was done by a group of people claiming to be my fans?! BUT THE MONSTROSITY THEY'VE- no that wasn't even half of it

Cale: 'There's actually more?! PFFFFFT' I see, continue then. The prince saw his darling sweetheart Cale shaking as if he was sympathizing with what he was going through. At that very moment, he felt touched by his lover's empathy towards himself.

Alberu: The horrors didn't end just there as I was still waiting for the whole nightmare to be over, they were begging for a 'Voldeberu' which I don't even understand, at that point, I SUDDENLY LOST MY NOSE!!

I WAS BALD AGAIN AND MY NOSE DISAPPEARED YET I WAS STILL SMILING. I HAVE NEVER FELT SO MUCH FEAR IN MY LIFE.

Alberu: Somebody then proposed a 'Clowberu' AND MY FACE SUDDENLY BECAME A CLOWN WEARING MAKEUP. The hardships I had to take while staying still like a fucking mannequin. BUT IT STILL DIDNT STOP THERE.

Cale almost broke into laughter as he wanted to continue listening to his lover's amusing dream! If he laughs now Alberu might as well punch him in the face.

Alberu: I wanted to cry, I pleaded with the Sun God in my head that I want this to stop but I didn't get what I wanted. Instead, a chatbox suddenly appeared, I almost pissed my pants reading at the schemes of those so-called 'fans' had for me.

Cale: Oho.. what did you s-see then? 'Pfft'

Alberu: "LET'S MAKE HIS SKIN GREEN WITH ONLY ONE EYE, MIKE WAZOWSKIEBERU" "We need a butt, BUTTBERU" "I still didn't get my mohawhkberu!" "TWIN TAILESBERU" "AFROBERU!" "MONKBERU!" "SANGWOOBERU" "COWBERU" "UCHIHABERU" "I SAY NUNBERU! NUNBERU SUPREMACY RISE!!!!!!"

I DON'T EVEN WANT TO KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT MIKE WAZOWSKI BERU! BUT THEY WANT MY HEAD TO BE A COW?! HOW COULD THEY TO THE EMPEROR OF THE RO-

Cale couldn't handle it anymore he bursts out laughing, almost in tears.

Cale: BUHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAH!!! If only I was there to see it all! I ca- I CANT! MIKE WAZOW- WAZOWSKI HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAH AND AFRO?! HAHAHAHAHAHA

Alberu: How could you be laughing at my pain?!

Cale: Oh dear emperor of mine, isn't it fine that you have such 'entertaining fans' of yours?

Alberu: Entertaining can't even describe those lots... They all praised me for how I was the rising sun of the Roan Kingdom as they humiliated my every being. To the point where they even planned on turning me into 'LIGHTBULBERU'. A FUCKING LIGHTBULB BECAUSE THEY WANT ME TO SHINE LITERALLY. A WALKING FLASHLIGHT KING. ME. ALBERU CROSSMAN.

Cale: PFFT HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Alberu: Haaaahh... You don't understand because you were never in my position. Those fans were a bunch of lunatics I say, LUNATICS!

What Alberu doesn't know is that we, the fandom won't just stop there...

Alberu felt shivers down his spine as he recalled the very vivid and realistic experience he had inside his dream.

Cale: I am so telling this to Tasha, my esteemed and very much adored Beru <3

Alberu: JUST CALL ME HYUNG PLEASE!!

The trauma seemed to have sunken deep into his mind that every time Cale calls him by that nickname, he subconsciously touches his hair and nose in order to reassure himself that it's still there.

I'm tagging these superb beings for making the thread LEGENDARY: @cale-alberu @chunnicalesimp @thescarletguard @trashduchesshenituse-reblogs @farmercale @just-a-sleepy-person @annerisk @pile-of-sticks @trash-duchess-henituse @icyteaa

#tcf #trash of the count's family #tcf crack #incorrect tcf quotes #alberu crossman #cale henituse #CALEBERU #First Fanfic but it's crack #CRACK CRACK CRACKITY CRACK #Tasha mentioned #Sun God #God of Death #Lunatic Fandom #this is why I love this fandom

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king-ofthe-ruckus · 3 years

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I don’t know has been talked about but I love the twins watching YouTube or having their own separate chanels. Especially if they somehow get into rivalry about their channels.

Thoughts?

I fucking love AUs buddy, and modern AU for the twins are my favorite, because i feel like I can manipulate their relationship for it to be so much for fun, and since my version of Modern AU quite honestly doesn’t include my modern day reality, it’s just pure imagination, and I L O V E it, so thank you so so much for this ask.

special shout out to @panandproud123 @alexanderwesker and @orphisthedragon because i don’t know youtube at all XD

I’m not a big youtube-watcher person, i pretty much only watch @wearewatcher [ with Shane Madej, Ryan Bergara, and Steven Lim ] and there’s a lot happening on that channel, but that’s similar to how I imagine Jerome being like when he Jonathan and Jervis collab. But Jerome’s individual channel is closer along the lines of pranking people/making things explode/following tutorials terribly. He actually does quite a lot of review for people’s products, surprisingly, and people starts sending him things to be reviewed. He’ll also do Play With Me-type videos with Miah when they collab, because Jerome is incredibly good and predicting what will be useful in the future and playing the fighting sequences, but Miah is really good at the problem solving and figuring how the story will progress so they can be better prepared for following the storyline.

Jeremiah’s youtube channel is pretty all over the place actually because he’s terrible at uploading at normal times [ there’s has been times he’s uploaded at 3am on a monday and then didn’t upload until three months later, and it was five videos at once and it’s because he got lost in a project and forgot to get around to editing and posting said videos ] however his playlists are like sped versions of him making blueprints and shit of building from shows/movies/video games and seeing if their real [ fyi this idea is totally from @alexanderwesker from that time on discord XD ] a playlist of videos where he’ll go into depth about engineering and the different types of architecture [ kinda like how in Alex’s Dream of Me (Till We Meet Again) Jeremiah mentions Gotham being Gothic vs. Neo-Gothic like everywhere else, which i believe because Alex is like John Mulaney where they could say anything and i would believe them wholeheartedly [ can you guess where all understanding of engineering is from?? XD ] ]

But their channels are sort of like John and Hank Green where usually a person prefers one of the other, but overall if you like one it’s not uncommon to like the other [ i’m thinking about the Dolan twins but i’m kinda here for the idea of Jeremiah and Jerome doing a Spelling Bee and getting shocked with dog collars when wrong [ Jerome wins fyi ] ] but anyways they also do a lot of competitions for victims of abuse and those with alcohol addictions, neither is vocal about their personal experience with either, but they’ve made it clear that they are particularly strong advocates, and they make their platforms safe space for LGBTQ+ as well.

however they each are very possessive of their fans, like “well my fans made me this!” and hold up a tie with the little colorful lines and little scribbled quotes [ there’s a legend/key [ i’m not sure if there’s a specific word that applies for engineering stuff ] that came with it that says when he said the quote and which blueprint they used to make the tie ] and then Jerome will hold up his t-shirt that had a common meme that they use of him [ that’s the equivalent of “i’ve connected two dots” “you didn’t connect shit” “i’ve connected them” ] and he’s just like, “Step it up, baby bro, my fans are /way/ better than yours could ever wish to be!”

#youtube au #chandler responds #kotr #they also do special things at each 100k subscribers and give away when they reach big milestones

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ambersky0319 · 4 years

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Some random shit cause why not?

Gonna do this organized by pairing so

Creativitwins

When I say creativitwins btw, I mean no romantic relations between these two what so ever, and only mean their sibling relationship. RemRom shippers DNI/Do NOT tag as RemRom

They have a monthly prank war, most of it taking place in the Imagination so they can go all out but sometimes they'll do more harmless pranks on the others in the mind palace

If they have partners, they're best friends with the other person's partner

Ex. Intrulogical and Roceit = Platonic!Logince and Platonic!Dukeceit

Neither of them is King, and King is neither of the twins. It took awhile for everyone in the mind palace to accept this

They celebrate the split together, for awhile it was in secret. They spend the day just at each others sides and its the one day everyone can expect them to get along

They would murder for each other

Very critical of one another's partners if they have them

They both helped in creating the Dragon Witch, and the Dragon Witch has a strong bond with the twins because of this; the Dragon Witch was the last creation they made together before feuds started between them

Remus does very minor things that annoys Roman but Roman can't get mad cause they're really petty things and he hates that Remus knows just how far to push it

They binge movies sometimes, alternating between what each of them likes

They collaborate on fanfics together

Often times it's hurt/comfort fics

Remus is scarily good at writing fluff with very interesting descriptions and Roman's amazing when it comes to angst that can punch you in the gut in so few words

They are the matchmaking royalty of the mind palace, and know within hours when someone develops a crush

They both get very loopy whenever Thomas has a crush, and around 3am if Thomas hasn't gone to bed yet

They get into a l o t of fights, and often say many things they don't mean. They make it up usually but there are some things that were never resolved

Remus taught Roman how to sew, but he's awful at designing himself so Roman helped create Remus's outfit so that it didn't look like a fashion hurricane had wrecked his brother

Sometimes Remus will waltz into Roman's room when Roman is sleeping and just flop onto Roman

On these nights(it's always in the middle of the night) everyone will be woken up by unholy screeches from Roman as Remus refuses to get off him. Except Deceit, who sleeps with headphones on and music blasting cause he knows Remus will do some random loud shit at night and he needs beauty sleep

Both the twins can't recall any memories from King, but they have a journal left by him in the center of the Imagination and sometimes they'll just sit together and go through the entries

At the end of the day they have each other's backs and would do anything to protect the other

Kingceit

This is obviously before the split

King just always felt a certain curiosity when it came to the dishonest side, and Deceit didn't mind Creativity's company

When Virgil first forms they take care of him together

Deceit is tiny and King is pretty tall so King just loves to carry Deceit around and Deceit just lets him after awhile

King loves hearing Deceit sing

King also adores Deceit's scales, and he loves kissing every single one in the morning and seeing Deceit's human side blush

Deceit enjoys hearing King's random stories and ideas, and often helped expand them by asking questions

For a long time Deceit had some control over the Imagination because King gave him that ability, but after the split Deceit left all the control to Remus and Roman

Deceit still can't enter the Imagination after the split occurred, no matter how much the twins beg him to visit and see what they've created

King and Deceit's relationship just kind of works, y'know? And it just sort of happened over time and it just felt right to them

King is not allowed to cook. He does not fight Deceit's decision to ban him from the kitchen, as last time King tried cooking he nearly burned most of the house

King's great at decorating cake tho so Deceit bakes the cake and King gets free reign over how it looks in the end

They go to bed super early and sleep in till around noon, often drifting back and forth between sleep and consciousness

Both are absolute saps when they're tired and say the most cheesy shit to one another

Dukexiety

Late night conspiracies

They actually make a great team when protecting Thomas, none of the other sides realize that a lot of the things that Virgil worries over for Thomas's sake were things suggested by Remus(ex. "What if that guy drugged our drink and we end up being overcome with so much pain that it paralyzes us and we can't call out and he ends up killing us" turns into "hey lets not drink this in case someone messed with it")

Virgil loves listening to Remus's stories, and is often one of the first to read them(after Remus tells him anything that might be triggering so Virgil knows if he could take it or not)

Remus is a cuddle monster but respects when Virgil doesn't want to touch anyone and usually asks if Virgil would rather be alone or if Remus could like, hang out on Virgil's floor for a bit of something

Remus made Virgil's hoodie

They both stay up incredibly late just talking about anything

And they both get up incredibly early

Logan scolds them constantly that they should sleep more

Virgil one time made a playlist for Remus to use when writing and Remus fucking cried while almost squeezing the life out of Virgil in a hug

Virgil's also drawn fan art for Remus's work but never intended to show Remus cause Virgil never thought he was any good

Remus found his sketchbooks one day and tackled Virgil in a hug the next time he saw Virgil

Virgil loves holding hands, so if cuddling is too much they'll just hold hands and sit side by side doing their own thing

Virgil absolutely loves Remus's tentacles, they're incredibly useful and whenever Remus uses them to hug Virgil, Virgil never feels safer

Virgil is strong as hell and just carries Remus bridal style sometimes

Virgil does Remus's makeup

Remus calls Virgil his Scare-bear and his Starshine, Virgil calls Remus his Gremlin and Bastard Husband(Remus grins ear-to-ear at the nicknames)

Also common when they're both sleep deprived and sappy and shit are Hon, Love, Darling, Dearest, Honey-Bear, Light of my life, Night to my day, and Moon to my stars

Intrulogical

They're both enthusiasts of forensic shows and murder mysteries

The show Forensic Files? They binged every episode together. They try to figure out who the culprit was before the episode ends and it's revealed. Remus has been correct 5 more times than Logan, however they both often get it right

Remus is on amazing terms with the Dragon Witch and the Dragon Witch ends up officiating at their wedding

Logan patches up Remus whenever one of Remus's creatures hurt him

Logan will edit all of Remus's works, as well as help develop ideas by giving feedback or ask questions or just listen to Remus ramble

Logan loves Remus rambling and will get comfortable wherever they are cause it can go on for hours

Not that he minds

Remus is Logan's Duke and Logan is Remus's Star

Remus is very easy to fluster

Especially when Logan says he loves Remus. Even after the thousandth time Remus turns crimson

Fucking dramatic these two are with their romantic gestures and yet still somehow keep their relationship hidden for years

Remus loves Logan's room cause it's actually very calming and it's filled with a bunch of soft chairs, piles of pillows and blankets, and an air mattress in the corner if anyone wants to sleep in Logan's room for the night

Logan was shocked that Remus's room was actually pretty organized. Still messy, but you could definitely find anything you needed by just glancing around

They both enthuse about space

Remus created a constellation in the Imagination and named it Logan

He also regularly creates new constellations there so Logan can find them and name them

Logan definitely writes fanfics based on Remus's stories

Remus breaks down the first time Logan says he loves Remus, and the night ends with him holding Remus close and uttering the words softly over and over

Remus loves hearing Logan read and sometimes if Remus can't sleep Logan will just read to him

Anxceit

Virgil and Deceit have many debates, they're friendly though and they both agree before the debates that they'll keep it friendly

Deceit's great at getting Virgil out of a panic or anxiety attack

Deceit uses all six of his arms when cuddling Virgil, playing with Virgil's hair or hands and holding him around the waist or stomach

They bake together a lot. Virgil has a massive sweet tooth

Will stab a bitch if you hurt the other

Virgil really loves to paint Deceit's nails

He also sometimes uses makeup to cover up Deceit's scales when Deceit gets really self conscious about them. Once the makeup comes off though Virgil will pepper kisses over the scales and run his fingers over them lightly and tell Deceit how gorgeous he looks

On the flip side Deceit loves his scales and so does Virgil cause they glimmer in the light

Virgil adores drawing Deceit

They do holidays in an anti way and do the opposite of everything you're supposed to do

They just sort of had an agreement that they'd get married and then they did, no big wedding or anything

Everyone was shook when they learned that the two were together, more so married

Both love cuddling and hold each other whenever. But they still have their different rooms cause sometimes you need a break y'know?

Sometimes they'll sit together in relative silence doing their own thing but like, leaning against one another lightly as they do it

Deceit monitors Virgil's coffee intake

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imaginesbymk · 4 years

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True Paranormal Story

HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!!!

as the last day of october aka halloween, i thought i’d share my short story of something paranormal that happened in two houses i’ve lived in. never going back to that mf <3 these are multiple stories.

tags for mutuals who wanna have a good scare: @myriadimagines @fangirlsarah16 @book-boys-are-my-guilty-pleasure @lotsoffandomimagines @johnnyshellby @murswrites @peakyswritings @emcon-imagines @randomfandomimagine @locke-writes @moonlit-imagines @irishwhiskeys @youswear-tolisten @kaetastic @karasong @spacetalbot @writeroutoftime @cactiem @smallheathgangsters @swanimagines @champagneholland (sorry if i forgot anyone!!)

tags: paranormal obvs, not forcing anyone to read if they get scared!

MY FAMILY and I lived in townhouses our whole lives. But these two houses we lived in really questioned my whole perspective on the laws of reality and the paranormal. This one townhouse we lived in was comfortable enough. I just hated the fact that the closet in my room had a door on the ceiling to the attic. Every time we watched a scary movie, my two older half sisters would tease me saying that the ghost or demon from the movie we watched was gonna come outta the attic door and get me from my bed.

“You’re sleeping by yourself tonight, Kate?”

“Can’t we just grab blankets and sleep in the living room? That’s way more fun.”

“Why? Bathsheba wants to say wassup!” (Bathsheba from The Conjuring)

I always faked it until I made it- which meant I pretend I’m not scared of ghosts and demons until I’m actually not scared of them. Deep down, I was scared shitless, yet I continue watching scary movies and arming myself with my security blanket.

This one night it was only me, my dad and my sister alone at home. It was in the summer and I got the hottest room in the house, so my blanket was thin and I had the fan on.

I was about to drift off until I notice how my bedroom door was open. I knew because the hallway light was shining through, and my dad always kept it on ‘cause he’s always forgetful. I always kept the door closed.

Then I started to notice it moving back and forth just ever so slightly. If pressure applies to the carpet floor near my door when its open, it starts to move. Right away I assumed it was my Dad checking on me or my sister trying to prank me.

I shut my eyes and waited. Nothing. I looked over and saw that the door wasn’t swaying, the light was still on and no one was there.

I laid there, just waiting for someone to show up at the door so I can feel better. But nothing happened.

Now that I was awake, I was starting to feel a bit paranoid; maybe it was just house noises and the house floor did a thing that caused the door the move, maybe it was actually my Dad or sister walking around and tiptoed so they wouldn’t wake me up.

Then I stared at my closet. What were the odds that something from the attic in my closet made the door move on its own? It’s stupid. Its 11pm, its hot, and all I wanted to do was sleep so I could enjoy my summer the next day going swimming at my rich cousin’s pool.

Like I mentioned my blanket was thin, so I kinda covered myself with it even though I knew it was going to get hot. I did the thing of faking it until you make it, that I wasn’t scared of anything. But you guessed it, I was scared. I was starting to feel anxious, that I wasn’t alone in my room.

Then, straight out of a horror film, I felt my legs being pulled to the edge of my bed.

It was with both legs, and at that time I was tall enough that my legs were long enough to reach the end.

I didn’t scream, I kinda let out a yelp like when you walk on the ledge of a curb and trip or lose your balance. I tucked my legs in and threw the blanket off my head... and saw nothing at the end of my bed.

I know how it sounds, but I felt a pair of hands grabbing me by my ankles when I got pulled. I thought it was my Dad getting my attention to scold me for not sleeping, but he wouldn’t even do that, he’d just yell at me at the foot of the door. I thought it was my half sister pranking me, but I didn’t hear anyone walk in, and she wasn’t at my bed. An intruder? Obviously not.

Here’s a theory: I must of had a hypnagogic jerk in my muscles and my legs must of twitched, but that only happens when you’re drifting off to sleep. I was wide awake. I always had hypnagogic hallucinations of gigantic spiders on my ceiling and even sleep paralysis, but this was different.

The time came when I realized nothing else was gonna happen. I turned my lamp on and I finally went to bed. I never told my family this.

In the next townhouse, things started to happen again to not only me, but to my family.

This one night I had to ask if my parents ever had a paranormal experience in our new townhouse. My Dad said one time he saw the ghost of my twin sister running down the hallway to the living room. He thought it was me, so he rushed over to yell at me on why I was home and not at school. He reached the living room only to find no one there.

My twin sister MaryJane passed away when we were babies, but my Dad said her ghost was all grown up to look my age, which explains why he thought it was me at first.

I can’t remember if my Mom had a paranormal story to tell, but she’s hella superstitious in Filipino culture, like if you see a white moth, that means its a deceased loved one visiting you- that happened on my graduation, I saw a white moth flying in my room, and my Mom told me it was my twin sister.

Next I asked my sister if she ever had one, she said yes. One time we were sleeping in the living room, kinda like camping on the floor, and at 3am, she heard the dishes move. I told her dishes do that when they are placed incorrectly in the rack and hit metal to make noise, but she told me the sounds she heard were like how a person is taking them out to place them back in the cupboards, and when looked in the kitchen, the dishes were in their rack, but no one had touched them.

Now circling back to me. This happened last year. I’m in my bed, and I was having trouble falling asleep. All I did to pass the time was go on my phone, which worsens the insomnia.

Suddenly, I hear a sound, a human voice calling something. It was unintelligible, but it was loud, as if whatever it was, was standing in my room, saying something out loud for my attention.

I looked over and nearly felt myself falling into a dark hole. No one was there. My door’s always closed when I go to bed, I wasn’t playing any video on my phone, no phone calls. I was home alone with my dog because my parents were out and both my sisters had moved out a long time ago, so there was no reason my name would be called.

I kept my light on until my parents came home. I never told them this because I knew they wouldn’t believe me and just tell me I imagined it and that I wasn’t sleeping well.

This happened a long time ago, my parents and I moved and nothing’s happened. I don’t remember everything that has happened, but most of it is nothing but true.

However if y’all don’t believe me, I wouldn’t be surprised. Maybe my mind has been playing tricks on me, convincing me that i was being haunted by simply house noises or the neighbors’ kids being annoying, or something went down in those two houses. Either way, I’m never going back.

#scary story #true paranormal story #mk talks #halloween

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shiftysdogtags · 4 years

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Hii💖😘, can you do some fluffy George Luz headcanons? i love your writing♥️🌺

So, I decided to do fluffy best friend Luz headcanons because I think the platonic relationships of the boys aren’t explored enough. I had to stop myself writing too much so if anyone wants a part 2 please let me know because I certainly have enough content

Taglist: @hellitwasyoufirstsergeant @teenmagazines @curraheewestandalone @liebegott @vintagelavenderskies @happyveday @inglourious-imagines @easy-company-tradition

You both looked out for each other when in Europe. He was your foxhole buddy and neither one of you went too far without the other. What little each of you had you shared between both of you and he always tried to give you sneaky Hershey bar.

When you both got home you lived together for a little while because neither of you exactly had a plan and it seemed like a good idea at the time. It wasn’t a plan per say, more like a conversation you both had in the Baltic cold of a foxhole one night and it somehow got brought back up in Austria.

Before you knew where you were you both ended up living together in a small two-bedroom house. It was perfect for the both of you as you each had your own space, but it wasn’t too big at the same time.

It was nice to know that you had someone who knew what you went through and was there to support you when things got tough.

Most nights were spent sitting in silence on one another’s bedroom floor after a bad dream. If it was you, George had no problem in holding you and kissing your hair telling you it was alright and that he wouldn’t let anything bad happen to you. If it was him, he likes to lie his head in your lap while you play with his hair.

Best friend naps are so a thing and they happen religiously. They are worked into your weekly routine and not a single one is missed.

You both vibe on a level all on your own and you often have the exact same thoughts. If you aren’t bothered to cook and want to order food, George is thinking the exact same thing. When people first meet the both of you, it scares them a little bit because you have this connection that no one can explain, not even the other Easy boys.

George unofficially adopts a stray cat and while it's not allowed inside the house, he makes sure it has a bed and the food bowl is always full. If he hasn’t seen it in a few days he freaks out thinking something has happened to it but without fail it always turns up.

He is like your annoying twin brother that likes to prank you. Once he hid all your left shoes for no reason other than to cause mischief.

Out of the two of you, George is the slightly more dramatic one, but you're convinced he only does it so he can make you laugh. Even if something is literally a minor inconvenience, he runs around flapping his arms screaming about it until you fix it.

Your house if the place to be and it's always filled with laughs and good times. The Easy boys love to come and visit, and they even just show up out of the blue because they needed a change of scenery. There is always a place for them in your home.

When you both decided it was time to act like real adults and move out it was the most emotional thing either of you have experienced. It was like losing part of yourself and the thought of not hearing George talking to the stray cat every morning almost broke your heart

You moved into a house that is just down the street from George because you promised you wouldn’t go too far. He can't stand to be another state over from you, another town over is too far for him and he can't stand the thought of only seeing each other every so often.

But in saying that he is always in your house, and I mean always. He has gone days without leaving your home and he slept in the spare room, which has been officially been renamed to ‘George’s Room’.

He ‘breaks in’ to your house just so he can make pancakes for the both of you. Yes, he has a key, but when he does it at 3am and you are fast asleep it feels a lot like breaking and entering.

Whenever he wants something or has a hard time trying to convince you something is a good idea, he gives you those goddamn puppy dog eyes. I mean how can you say no to him when he is staring up at you with his big beautiful brown eyes? He always wins and you give in to whatever he wants.

You can't watch movies to tv shows with him anymore because he quotes them word for word every time. You have to watch them for the first time on your own, so he doesn't ruin them.

But your guilty pleasure is lying around on the weekend with George trying to do the different impressions of the characters. Without fail, he has you in stitches laughing and you can't breathe.

Somehow, over the time you have spent together, George’s clothes have managed to make their way into your clothing pile. You are convinced you have most of his clothes that you have accidentally stolen on purpose. If he is looking for something in particular and he can't find it, your house is the first place he looks. Nine times out of ten he finds it in your laundry pile.

But there is one shirt he wouldn’t dream of touching because he knows it's your favourite and you can't sleep without it. it's just an old worn out t-shirt George was going to throw out, but you saved it and ever since then it had belonged to you.

George never forgets the important things like your birthday, or your friendship anniversary and he insists you celebrate them. He doesn't mind how you do it once you mark the occasion and he is more than content to grab a coffee or walk around the block and just talk.

Being with George is like spending time with the male version of yourself and you always make sure he knows that you appreciate him because sometimes he forgets how important he is to you. Where would you be without George Luz?

#george luz headcanon #george luz headcanons #luz headcanons #luz headcanon #george luz x reader #band of brothers headcanon #band of brothers headcanons #fluffy george luz #fluffy luz

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ltbroccoli · 3 years

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✩ (Liz)

the ultimate relationship tag ( selectively accepting // @nashforhire )

Disagreements:

WHO IS MORE LIKELY TO RAISE THEIR VOICE? Liz. WHO THREATENS TO LEAVE BUT NEVER ACTUALLY DOES? Liz (but not often). WHO ACTUALLY KEEPS THEIR WORD AND LEAVES? Neither. WHO TRASHES THE HOUSE? Probably Reg. DO EITHER OF THEM GET PHYSICAL? No. HOW OFTEN DO THEY ARGUE/DISAGREE? Not often, but when they do argue it tends to be a bigger deal. WHO IS THE FIRST TO APOLOGISE? Usually Reg.

Sex:

WHO IS ON TOP? Usually Reg, but they switch. WHO IS ON THE BOTTOM? Usually Liz, but they switch. WHO HAS THE STRANGEST DESIRES? Liz, but they’ve both got good imaginations. ANY KINKS? Where to even start? WHO’S DOMINANT IN BED? Once he gets comfortable? Reg. IS HEAD EVER IN THE EQUATION? Often. IF SO, WHO IS BETTER AT PERFORMING IT? They’re both pretty good, but Liz has a unique ability to absolutely wreck Reg with her mouth. EVER HAD SEX IN PUBLIC? The occasional closet. WHO MOANS THE MOST? Reg. WHO LEAVES THE MOST MARKS? Liz. She’s a scratcher. And a biter. WHO SCREAMS THE LOUDEST? Reg. WHO IS THE MORE EXPERIENCED OF THE TWO? Liz. DO THEY ‘FUCK’ OR ‘MAKE LOVE’? Both. ROUGH OR SOFT? Depends on the mood, but tends toward rough. HOW LONG DO THEY USUALLY LAST? Fairly long. IS PROTECTION USED? Whatever futuristic birth control is, they use that. DOES IT EVER GET BORING? Nope! WHERE IS THE STRANGEST PLACE THEY’D HAVE SEX? The ceiling of the Nomad. 0g is great.

Family:

DO YOUR MUSES PLAN ON HAVING CHILDREN/OR HAVE CHILDREN? They weren’t planned, but they happened. IF SO, HOW MANY CHILDREN DO YOUR MUSES WANT/HAVE? Four -- Sofia, Oliver, Charlotte, and Victoria. WHO IS THE FAVORITE PARENT? Depends which kid you ask. Sof is closer with Reg, Ollie is closer with Liz, and the twins will experiment on them both equally. WHO IS THE AUTHORITATIVE PARENT? Liz. WHO IS MORE LIKELY TO ALLOW THE CHILDREN TO HAVE A DAY OFF SCHOOL? Reg. WHO LETS THE CHILDREN INDULGE IN SWEETS AND JUNK FOOD WHEN THE OTHER ISN’T AROUND? Reg. WHO TURNS UP TO EXTRA CURRICULAR ACTIVITIES TO SUPPORT THEIR CHILDREN? Both of them. WHO GOES TO PARENT TEACHER INTERVIEWS? Both of them. WHO CHANGES THE DIAPERS? Both of them. WHO GETS UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT TO FEED THE BABY? They take turns, and grumble at each other that it’s their turn. WHO SPENDS THE MOST TIME WITH THE CHILDREN? About equal, but they spend more time with Liz when they’re very little. WHO PACKS THEIR LUNCH BOXES? Liz. Reg would just give them sweets. WHO GIVES THEIR CHILDREN ‘THE TALK’? Liz gives it to Sof and the twins, while Reg gives it to Ollie. WHO CLEANS UP AFTER THE KIDS? Both. WHO WORRIES THE MOST? Both, but Liz hides it better. WHO ARE THE CHILDREN MORE LIKELY TO LEARN THEIR FIRST SWEAR WORD FROM? Liz.

Affection:

WHO LIKES TO CUDDLE? Both, but Reg is more ridiculous about it. WHO IS THE LITTLE SPOON? Usually Liz, but they can switch. WHO GETS NAUGHTY IN THE MOST INAPPROPRIATE OF PLACES? Liz. WHO STRUGGLES TO KEEP THEIR HANDS TO THEMSELF? Liz. HOW LONG CAN THEY CUDDLE UNTIL ONE BECOMES UNCOMFORTABLE? Forever... WHO GIVES THE MOST KISSES? Liz. WHAT IS THEIR FAVOURITE NON-SEXUAL ACTIVITY? Bat’leth in the holodeck. WHERE IS THEIR FAVOURITE PLACE TO CUDDLE? The couch. If one of them is already seated, the other will come and plop down on top of them. WHO IS MORE LIKELY TO PLAYFULLY GROPE THE OTHER? Liz. HOW OFTEN DO THEY GET TIME TO THEMSELVES? Once Reg transfers to DS9, pretty often. Before that, they had to sneak visits and vacations every few weeks/months.

Sleeping:

WHO SNORES? Reg snores very softly. IF BOTH DO, WHO SNORES THE LOUDEST? Reg. DO THEY SHARE A BED OR SLEEP SEPARATELY? Share. IF THEY SLEEP TOGETHER, DO THEY COZY UP TOGETHER OR LAY FAR APART? Reg is a sleep snuggler. He will snuggle and you cannot stop him. WHO TALKS IN THEIR SLEEP? They both do, every once in a while. WHAT DO THEY WEAR TO BED? Reg wears PJs, Liz wears oversized worn out clothes. Or they just wear nothing. ARE EITHER OF YOUR MUSES INSOMNIACS? Reg. CAN SLEEPING PILLS BE FOUND BY THE BEDSIDE? No. DO THEY WRAP THEIR LIMBS AROUND EACH OTHER OR JUST LAY SIDE BY SIDE? Snuggles. WHO WAKES UP WITH BED HAIR? Both. WHO WAKES UP FIRST? Reg. WHO PREPARES BREAKFAST IN BED FOR THE OTHER? Reg. WHAT IS THEIR FAVOURITE SLEEPING POSITION? Reg’s favorite will always be lying on top of her, using her boobs as a pillow. WHO HOGS THE SHEETS? Liz. DO THEY SET AN ALARM EACH NIGHT? Yes. CAN A TELEVISION BE FOUND IN THEIR BEDROOM? I imagine they have a viewscreen. WHO HAS NIGHTMARES? Both. WHO HAS RIDICULOUS DREAMS? Reg. WHO SPRAWLS OUT AND TAKES UP MOST OF THE BED? Reg. WHO MAKES THE BED? Probably Liz. WHAT TIME IS BED TIME? Whenever Reg eventually nods off, or Liz carries him to bed. ANY ROUTINES/RITUALS BEFORE BED? Not really. WHO’S THE GRUMPIEST WHEN THEY WAKE UP? LIZ.

Work:

WHO IS THE BUSIEST? Reg is busier with day to day duties, while Liz gets a lot of work but spends a lot more time traveling or arranging things. WHO RAKES IN THE HIGHEST INCOME? Liz is doing very well for herself. ARE ANY OF YOUR MUSES UNEMPLOYED? No. WHO TAKES THE MOST SICK DAYS? Reg. WHO IS MORE LIKELY TO TURN UP LATE TO WORK? Reg. WHO SUCKS UP TO THEIR BOSS? Reg. WHAT ARE THEIR JOBS? Reg is a Starfleet engineer, and Liz runs a shipping business. WHO STRESSES THE MOST? Both, but again, Liz is better at hiding it. DO YOUR MUSES ENJOY OR DESPISE THEIR CAREERS/OCCUPATIONS? Reg doesn’t enjoy Starfleet at first, but grows to really enjoy it. Liz is pretty happy in her job. ARE YOUR MUSES FINANCIALLY STABLE? Very. They don’t really need money living on a Federation station, and even if they did, Liz is very well off.

Home:

WHO DOES THE WASHING? Either. WHO TAKES OUT THE TRASH? Either. WHO DOES THE IRONING? Either. WHO DOES THE COOKING? They either replicate things, order things from Quark’s, or Reg cooks. WHO IS MORE LIKELY TO BURN THE HOUSE DOWN JUST TRYING? Liz. WHO IS MESSIER? Reg. WHO LEAVES THE TOILET ROLL EMPTY? Neither. WHO LEAVES THEIR DIRTY CLOTHES ON THE FLOOR? Reg. WHO FORGETS TO FLUSH THE TOILET? Neither. WHO IS THE PRANKSTER AROUND THE HOUSE? Both. Their prank wars are legendary. WHO LOSES THE CAR KEYS WHEN IT COMES TIME TO GO SOMEWHERE? Probably Reg. WHO MOWS THE LAWN? Either. WHO ANSWERS THE TELEPHONE? Liz. WHO DOES THE VACUUMING? Either. WHO DOES THE GROCERIES? Either. WHO TAKES THE LONGEST TO SHOWER? Reg. WHO SPENDS THE MOST TIME IN THE BATHROOM? Reg.

Miscellaneous:

IS MONEY A PROBLEM? Nope. HOW MANY CARS DO THEY OWN? N/A - but Liz has her own ship. DO THEY OWN THEIR HOME OR DO THEY RENT? They live on DS9. Presumably Liz pays rent of some sort? I honestly don’t know how that works. DO THEY LIVE NEAR THE COAST OR DEEP IN THE COUNTRYSIDE? N/A DO THEY LIVE IN THE CITY OR IN THE COUNTRY? N/A DO THEY ENJOY THEIR SURROUNDINGS? Yes. WHAT’S THEIR SONG? You know. WHAT DO THEY DO WHEN THEY’RE AWAY FROM EACH OTHER? Mope. Text constantly. Call often. Send nudes. WHERE DID THEY FIRST MEET? DS9. HOW DID THEY FIRST MEET? Liz needed a distraction to run away from some... friends. She picked Reg. They ran away under fire and Liz took him on a free trip to the Gamma Quadrant. Reg was not very appreciative. WHO SPENDS THE MOST MONEY WHEN OUT SHOPPING? Reg is terrible at managing money, being in Starfleet and not used to it. WHO’S MORE LIKELY TO FLASH THEIR ASSETS? Liz. WHO FINDS IT AMUSING WHEN THE OTHER TRIPS OVER? Liz. Reg still trips over the station doors despite living there for several years, and it’s hilarious. ANY MENTAL ISSUES? Reg has anxiety, Liz has ADHD and I assume PTSD. WHO’S TERRIFIED OF BUGS? Reg. WHO KILLS THE SPIDERS AROUND THE HOUSE? Liz. THEIR FAVOURITE PLACE? The bedroom... WHO PAYS THE BILLS? Liz. DO THEY HAVE ANY FEARS FOR THEIR FUTURE? So many. They just take it all one day at a time. WHO’S MORE LIKELY TO SURPRISE THE OTHER WITH A FANCY DINNER? They’ve both done it. WHO USES UP ALL OF THE HOT WATER? Reg. WHO’S THE TALLEST? Reg. WHO’S MORE LIKELY TO JUST RANDOMLY HOP INTO THE SHOWER WITH THE OTHER? Liz. WHO WANDERS AROUND IN THEIR UNDERWEAR? Liz. WHO SINGS THE LOUDEST WHEN SINGING ALONG TO THE RADIO? Reg. WHAT DO THEY TEASE EACH OTHER ABOUT? Liz teases him for his height and general gangly build. Reg teases her about her tendency to nap in the weirdest places. WHO IS MORE LIKELY TO CRINGE AT THE OTHER’S FASHION SENSE AT TIMES? Liz. DO THEY HAVE MUTUAL FRIENDS? Quite a few -- Data, and most of the DS9 crew. WHO CRUSHED FIRST? Liz, but Reg wasn’t far behind. ANY ALCOHOL OR SUBSTANCE RELATED PROBLEMS? Liz has a previous drug addiction. WHO IS MORE LIKELY TO STUMBLE HOME, DRUNK, AT 3AM? Liz. WHO SWEARS THE MOST? Liz.

#nashforhire #loving someone deeply gives you courage ( .｡.:*☆ Liz. )#transmission received ( .｡.:*☆ Answers. )

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mrspaigedolan · 5 years

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Stay With Me - G.D Part 1

Warnings: mentions of depression/ anxiety

Hey guys! Let me know if you want a part two to this. Also, please no harsh criticism. This reader/character if very real to me. If anyone ever needs to talk about mental health or anything please message me. My messages are always open. Also please request some imagines!

(Based on the song Lover, Please Stay by Nothing But Theives

Y/N P.O.V

Thursday night

‘Lover, I know you’re weary.

Eyes are tired, from the night’

Checking my phone for the thousandth time this hour. It was nearing 3AM. My eyes are wide open, slowly drying from my blinking slowing down. I don’t know why I’m still awake. All that I can hear is his soft snores next to me as his arm was laid around my waist.

My thoughts always kept me up. He knew I had struggled in the past. I refused to let him know that I was struggling again. He is just so perfect and I don’t want my burdens to be his. Yes we are dating but he doesn’t deserve to feel this way. I do. I deserve it. I didn’t want him to worry about me. I’m not his problem. I love him and I want to keep him safe. I hate everything about myself. He doesn’t need to know I still think this way.

Putting my phone back, I slowly moved his hand off my waist praying not to wake him. I placed a pillow where I was laying for him to cuddle with. I slowly slid off the queen sized bed that I had been laying on. I went to the closet we shared and I slipped on my shoes. I closed our bedroom door ever so lightly trying not to wake my sleeping boyfriend and his twin in the room beside us. I walked downstairs as quietly as I could. Opening the drawer we kept our pens and notepads in beside the fridge and I wrote him a note.

“Went our for a drive. It about 3AM right now. If I’m not back when you wake up, don’t worry. I’ll bring back breakfast. (Yes, for both of you) I love you forever and always.”

‘Lover, come to the kitchen floor

Tiles are cold, so am I’

As I finished writing my note I slid down the side of the fridge slowly coming into a ball. My head was in my knees and my arms were wrapped around them. Tears slowly falling and sobs. If you would just stop overthinking, you wouldn’t have to feel this way. No, you deserve what you’re feeling. Every ounce of it.

I decided to finally go for a drive. Grabbing my keys, opening the apartment door and walking down the hall. The halls were quiet. Lonely. I pressed the elevator ‘down’ button. The doors opened and I walked in the l elevator continuously pressing the ‘door close’ button hoping that no one would come in. As I pressed the lobby button I wrapped my arms around my waist. Taking a deep breath smelling his scent. The tears kept coming. I love him. I do. He doesn’t need to know about this.

The lobby doors opened and I walked out. Walking to my car I opened the door and got in making sure to lock the door behind me. Reaching for the aux cord I realized I left my phone on the bedside table. Sighing, I put my car in drive and drove off. I have no idea where I’m going. So I’ll let the road take me wherever.

‘Lover, I feel your sorrow

Pouring out of your skin’

Grayson P.O.V. (10PM previous time)

Y/N has been really off lately. I can tell something is wrong. I hate to push her on the subject because I know that if she wanted me to know, she would tell me. At least even tell Ethan because of how close they are. The bags under her eyes are more prominent. I can tell she went back to therapy. Based on her being gone for an hour and a half every Wednesday. I wish that she would tell me what’s going on. I wouldn’t even know how to help her but I would definitely try. I don’t know how to bring it up without her becoming even more anxious. All I know is that I love her and I hope that my plan works out well this weekend.

I heard the shower turn on and I decided to join her. I went to open the bathroom door but was suddenly stopped by the lock on the door. She never locks the door.

“Babe, can you unlock the door?” I questioned.

After a couple seconds, I heard feet shuffling and he door lock click. I opened the door and saw her open the shower curtain and get in. I undressed and stepped in with her. She was leaning against the wall, arms crossed over her chest, eyes closed letting the water run over her. I could tell that she was exhausted. But yet, she still looked so beautiful. It was like the first day I met her all over again. I ran my hands through her hair and she opened her eyes to look at me. Her icy blue eyes turned gray, dull and not as vibrant. She opened her arms and wrapped them around me. I loved it when she did this. Standing in the shower hugging while the water ran over us. My heart is racing. She still makes me feel some kind of way. I hope that she knows that she can talk to me, take all the time she needs with me, asking me if she needs something. I will always give it to her. I love her. I just really really hope my plan works.

‘So take from me

What you want, what you need’

Y/N P.O.V. (Current time)

I continued driving down the road as it started to rain. Looking at the trees passing me. Some alive and green, some dead and brown. As my eyes turned back to the road I saw a pull off spot and got out of the car. Holding myself walking through the woods in the rain. I had no idea where I was and I liked it that way. Grayson and I loved to go on adventures. My adventure buddy was at the house. I felt terribly alone. I deserved it. I deserve to be alone. I kept walking through the woods. Some of the leaves were slippery from the rain. So many of the tree branches blocked the way of the walking path.

After walking for awhile, I decided to go back to the main road. Which was almost a highway, but not really. I stood by the side of my car watching the traffic go by, wondering where they were all going to and what they were doing, who they were going to see. Maybe they couldn’t sleep and decided to go for a drive like me. I looked up and closed my eyes feeling the drops of rain hit my face forcefully. I quickly opened my eyes when I heard a horn and saw an 18 wheel truck right in front of me losing control and hydroplaning.

I only had two thoughts in that moment.

1. Maybe this is supposed to happen

2. Please Let Grayson and Ethan be okay

‘And I don’t want to be alone

If I am tonight, I’ll always be’

Grayson P.O.V.

I heard my phone going off. No way it was 8am already. I tried to hit snooze but couldn’t find the button. Grunting I opened my eyes and looked at my phone. Y/N want beside me which was odd. I was getting a call from a number I didn’t recognize. I answered.

“Hello?” I spoke my voice being raspy

“Hello, is this Grayson Dolan?” A woman asked

“May I ask who is calling?”

“This is Tracy from the UCLA medical center. I’m calling to let you know that Y/N Y/L/N has been in an accident. We looked up her chart and we see that you are h-“ I sat straight up in bed dropping my phone in the process on our hard wooden floor. My face instantly got red. Tears filling my eyes threatening to spill. I quickly picked the phone back up realizing that I needed her information before rushing out of the house.

“Hello? Sir, are you there?”

“Yes! Yes! I’m here!”

“Please come down as soon as possible and we can check all of her information.”

I hung up the phone grabbed a shirt and a pair of pants since I was only in my underwear. I pounded on Ethan’s door. Fully sobbing now.

“Dude get up please! I need you to come with me, Please!”

He opened the door slightly annoyed.

“Dude if this is a prank for a video it’s no-“ I cut him off

“Y/N was in an accident we need to go to the hospital now! Get ready!”

Ethan ran into his room fully awake now. I ran downstairs and saw a note on the counter.

“Went our for a drive. It about 3AM right now. If I’m not back when you wake up, don’t worry. I’ll bring back breakfast. (Yes, for both of you) I love you forever and always.”

The tears came even faster. I brought the note to my cheats hugging it thinking of her. I can’t loose her. Ethan came running down the steps. He was now crying too. They were best friends. No, they are best friends. I showed Ethan the note.

“She was gonna get us breakfast..” I said quietly starting to sob even more.

Ethan grabbed my shoulders and looking me in the eyes. His eyes teary.

“Grayson, stop. She needs you right now. Let’s go, come on.”

We both ran to Ethan’s Jeep rushing to the hospital.

‘Please hang in there babe. I can’t loose you’

I whispered to myself. I can’t live without you.

#ethan dolan #grayson dolan imagine #grayson dolan #tuesday #grayson and ethan #dolan twins imagine #dolan twins

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