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Close my eyes and feel my chest (beating like thunder)

Luke Patterson x Reader

Words: 1411

Story Summary: You had made it your mission to touch Luke. You knew he was a ghost, but that wouldn’t stop you from trying.

Author’s notes: Couldn’t get this out of my head sooooo here you go!

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You were a very touchy-feely person. You loved holding hands and giving hugs. Playing with someone’s hair or just feeling their warmth when they sat next to you.

You weren’t used to not being able to show affection to someone.

Ever since meeting Luke, you continuously forgot that he was a ghost. You would go to grab his hand when trying to show him something. Or try to give him a high-five when he came up with a new catchy riff. One time you had even tried to sit in his lap, only to fall right through him.

You would be lying if you said you didn’t have a little crush on him. When he smiled at you, your heart would skip a beat. When he asked your opinion on something, your face would feel hot for hours afterward.  

You often had daydreams about what it would be like to truly feel him.

How would his hand fit in yours. How soft his hair would feel if you ran your hand over it. How his arms would feel wrapped around you when he hugged you. How his lips would feel….

When you found out that Julie had been able to touch him, you were jealous.

So, you decided to make it your goal to touch him.

And obviously, you didn’t tell him your plan. You wanted it to be a surprise.

Your first attempt was late one night when Julie and Luke were up writing music. You were sprawled out on the couch listening to their jumbled lyrics as you dozed. When Julie announced she was going to grab some water, you watched as Luke got up to stretch, his back to you.

With a smirk, you jumped to your feet. Tipping toeing slowly, you walked up behind Luke, you knew he was ticklish. Reggie had told you many manystories. Reaching for his sides, you were just about to touch him when a voice sounded behind you.

“What are you doing?” Julie asked.

You let out a shriek, as you stumbled away from Luke, tripping over your own feet, you crashed straight into Alex’s drums.

You groaned as you lay on the ground, Julie holding back laughter as Luke looked torn between being both confused and worried.

Ever since that moment, you had been sulking just a little.

But that didn’t deter you, you had made it your mission.

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Very cute!!

Douxie Casperan: One shot

A/N: This is purely self indulgent, I thought the idea of Doux helping the reader out with the hair style of the 12th century would be super great! (In the time period it's basically anything you want goes, but they do have lots of adornments such as the ribbons meantioned!) Enjoy! :)

“Right well,” Douxie pressed his hands together, “It seems we should all go about our set tasks remaining inconspicuous, so we need to get some 12th century garbs."

. . . .

Claire looked towards Y/N, the whites of her eyes showing until at last their fingers grasped at air, ripped asunder under the scrutinizing eyes of these medieval women.

Y/N emerged from the rooms first, “These dresses are so long,” she growls hastily grabbing a fistful of the light cotton fabric stumbling at the utter disorientation. A drastic change of wardrobe.

Her head snaps up at the sound of more foot steps to be greeted with purple trailing up to an elaborate bodice and great puffy sleeves. Claire’s face is now upturned at the corners in a smile, “You look good. I like the sleeves.” Y/N nods her chin towards Claire to which she calls.

"I know!” Claire holds her arms out and does a spin. “Very nice!”

Claire hums with a nod looking over Y/N instead of purple it’s a saturated blue, but the bodice piece is still embroidered with the same fuchsia floss as Claire’s. Noticing this examination Y/N gives a playful curtesy. “Hmm.”

“Wait a minute,” she exclaims, “no fair you don’t have the sleeves!”

“Oh yeah,” with a shrug she chuckles, “they decided that my shoulders were too big for that.”

“Pft, you’d look great in these sleeves.” She replies waving a hand. “I suppose it’s handmaiden duty now. Good luck,” Claire flashes Y/N a nervous grin before exiting the door.

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Can’t believe I’m the help.” Y/N mutters pulling out the list of duties the fellow castle staff has given her.

Due to King Arthur’s new ban to the forest and the tension between the magical creatures and humans the staff has dwindled. And, unfortunately, it’s suspected that those running errands have been eaten by the Gumm-Gumms.

“Laundry, Mending, the Baker,” the list ends there, but as the staff assured there’d be plenty to do as a new set of hands as the day continued on.

Y/N continues walking, crossing the giant bridge stretching across the towers. The wind up there easily moves the ever so long dress and the previously unknotted tresses of hair.

Relishing in the warmth of the sun, basket in hand she closes her eyes to enjoy the felling of being up so high.

“I-hey! Ow.”

“Fuzz buckets, sorry love. Are you alright?”

Y/N turns, only to blink up at Douxie. No, it’s indeed the one with blue hair. However, the back is pulled into a man bun up top.

“Oh wow, I suppose that’s in?” Y/N asks tentatively eyes flashing up to the top of Douxies head before meeting his eyes.

“Uh,” he hesitates before answering, “Sure. But I can tell you that your hair situation is a mess.”

Y/N reaches up to grab a hold of some strands of hair, “No it isn’t!”

A defensive holler. Douxie sighs, “That isn’t-oh, for Merlins Sake.”

He grabs at the spare ribbon tied around your wrists, “That’s not what they’re for love.”

“It’s not?” An raised brow quickly kisses the other as it’s followed by an inquisitive puppy dog tilt of the head.

Douxie fidgets. He was not expecting that kind of unsolicited action out of you. Shifting his weight he responses.

“Care if I help you out with that then?” Arm extended back towards the direction he came from with a soft smile. Y/N nods, and trails him back to his room.

“Hold still, this is gonna take a few minutes,” Douxie hums taking out a comb and getting to work on prepping Y/N’s hair.

She sits upon the table quietly, hands placed behind her for support and ankles crossed off each other as she swings them slightly back and forth.

Y/N watches, Douxie’s eyes following the work he was doing with his hands. She can’t see what he’s doing but she can tell that there’s some type of braiding going on.

Douxie works quietly. He’s not shocked at how soft it is, it’s about as rich and luxurious as you’ve always claimed it to be.

He’s skilled at this. Knows exactly what he’s supposed to be doing even after centuries, after all he was born in this one.

“There, viola!” He exclaims, fingers working nimbly, “And a pretty bow to finish it off, for the lady.” Coming around Douxie steppes back with his arms crossed to inspect his work.

Y/N grinned running her hands along the texture, the silky ribbon intertwined and encasing pieces of hair in some manner. “Thank you,” she replies instinctively reaching to grab at a small lock of hair from the base of her neck, preceding to twirl and tug it.

“Anytime, now I have some time travel duties to attend to dear.” Douxie grins with a lopsided smirk.

“So do I, and I’m going to need to ask for your clothes,” she gestures towards the laundry basket on the other edge of the room.

“Why, If you wanted them, you just had to ask.” Douxie replies chuckling, making a few quick paces over to the corner and grabbing the basket before offering it over.

Jumping off the table and walking over to meet Douxie face to face Y/N extends her arms bumping Douxie in the abdomen with a basket of her own, “Thanks. Maybe I will next time.”

Hastily snatching the basket out of Douxies hands she turns right before exiting the door, “Oh and Douxie,” she croons before clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth, “chin up.”

Douxie blinks his hazel eyes before closing his mouth and making the same tch, “Cheeky.”

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After several hours the work of the laundry, mending bin, and assisting the baker with grabbing the right ingredients was finally done for. As an errand servant in the castle Y/N quickly learned how tiring and just how much bustling about from place to place in the castle it was.

With a sharp turn down the hallway Y/N briskly walked to go grab the fabric napkins and she began meticulously, and begrudgingly folding them to be set at the Kings table for dinner.

“Oh blast it,” she growled between her teeth as she placed another folded napkin on the tray. “I can’t seem to get this darn thing to stay.”

After working all day the hair Douxie had so generously put up for her was starting to come undone. Without a mirror and without knowing the actual look all Y/N could do was put it up again by feverishly retying the ribbons end which held the whole thing up.

Perhaps that baby in the village had really tugged the lot of the knot out, Y/N pondered, struggling once again.

A grunt could be heard down the hallway and Y/N and the other castle maids and helpers quickly turned to the grand banquet doors where the sound was heard.

Only to be followed by some more clanking of metal and several loud. Booms.

The staff winced, before seeing a young Hisirdoux round the corner with eyes blown open. Y/N smiled a soft smile at seeing the punk rock boy she knew so shy and young.

He scuttled in and nervously fiddled with his fingers and with the culprit of the loud noise found, and the noises outside subsiding the kitchen staff returned to their duties.

Y/N shook her head slightly, using the palm of her hand to sniffle a snort.

Young Hisirdoux cut his hazel eyes over to her for a second. Y/N simply shrugged and gestures to her work of folded napkins before returning to it.

A few minutes later, with the kitchen mostly cleared out in light of adding finishing touches to dishes in the kitchen. Y/N went about bending over and placing one particular piece of silverware in the place setting around the entire grand hall table.

“Oh, for Pete’s Sake,” she exclaimed at the sensation. Finding the frayed edge of the ribbon dangling over her collarbone once again.

“Oh, hello there.” Hisir-Douxie replied waving his arm energetically.

With a snort Y/N waved back. Douxie was quite goofy back in the day, although, Y/N thought he was still endearingly goofy to this day too.

"You’re one of the people that other-Hisirdou- I mean me, er I brought back in time.” The tone in his voice changing dramatically throughout the entire sentence.

Y/N nodded, “That I am, but you have to kept it a secret.” She replied, making a ‘sh’ sign with her finger.

“Ha, right.” Hisirdouxie giggles while walking over. “Well, I can help with that! I’m training to be Merlins Apprentice after all.” He states matter-of-factly and thrusts a thumb into his chest.

Walking still ever so closer to Y/N, Hisirdoux stares down at the dangling offensive piece of ribbon that’s been bugging Y/N for most the of the morning.

“I could gladly fix that up for you!” He cheers with a wide grin clapping his hands together in delight.

“Really?” Y/N asks turning to face him. He furiously nods his head, hair bouncing around his face. “I’d actually really appreciate that, please.”

With a hurried jump Hisirdouxie rounds the side and hesistates before touching, “May I?” He asks voice breaking just a little.

“Go ahead.” Is the simple answer he gets before he goes in and fixes off the work of his future self coming to a pause at redoing the knot.

“And to finish it off, a pretty bow, for the pretty lady.”

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Absolutely adorable!!

Hi! I was wondering if you could Reggie x Reader from Julie and the Phantoms where they both like each other but are oblivious and are always getting jealous and eventually it leads to a confession

Hi! I made this gender neutral BTW!

Ever since the band got another singer, Reggie got a little obsessed. As you were rehearsing a new song he caught himself watching you for a little too long.  He shook the thought off and went back to the music. He went back to the thought when you walked back and ruffled Alex’s hair. He couldn’t tell what it was, but it felt like there was a pit in his stomach. He tried to get your attention, but failed. The song ended and you all cheered.

“Guys, we are literally awesome!” you cheer, sitting on the arm of the couch.

“it’s you, newbie!” Luke says

you shake your head. “It’s Alex’s sick drum shredding.”

He waves you off with a smile. 

“Well, I’ll see you guys tonight!” you start collecting your things.

“Where are you goin’?” Reggie asks, toying with the sleeve of his flannel.

“I’ve got a study session with Dylan from my Science class,” you sigh.

“Oh,” he nods, looking down at his boots.

 “I promise I’ll be on time for the show tonight. Love you guys!” you leave quickly.

Julie waves goodbye and takes out her notebook to jot down something she came up with. Reggie sighs and flops down on a chair, almost defeated. 

“What is up with you, man?” Alex asks him, slapping the back of his head. 

“What do you mean? I’m fine!” 

“As if,” Luke joins in. “You were watching Y/N the entire practice today. And when they mentioned their study session, it was like they stabbed you.”

Alex looks up and points to Luke. “Reggie’s got a crush!” 

Julie chimes in “Thank you for noticing. I’ve been aware of this for at least a week, now.” 

Reggie shakes his head and goes to put his bass down on the stand. “No way! I-I don’t have a crush on Y/N.”

“Sure.” 

“Even if I did, they don’t look at me like that!”

“He’s hopeless,” Luke shakes his head at Alex. “You need to tell them.”

Reggie shakes his head. “No way!”

“Hey. It’s now...or never.” Alex says with a smirk, causing the other two to push him away.

The boys continued to tease Reggie until it was time to leave for the show. He just shook his head and laid back.

At the show, you were anxious. It was the first show since you joined the band, so you were rightfully nervous.Your leg was bouncing as the boys whooshed in behind you and you nearly jumped. “Jeez! You scared me!”

Luke laughed, but noticed your fidgeting, “What’s got you so tense?” 

“It’s my first show with you guys!” 

They nod and notice Julie walk in with her dad. They whoosh away and you sigh and bury your head in your hands. You suddenly feel a pair of hands on your shoulders and look up to see Reggie behind you. “Hey,” you give him a weak smile. 

“You’re gonna kill it tonight, Y/N!” he shakes you gently. 

“You really think so?”

“I know so! I know how good you shred. And your vocals are the best I’ve ever heard. And who wouldn’t love you?” 

You blushed and looked up at the stage. The announcer walked up and called out for the band. “Looks like its your time to shine,” he leads the way to the stage. 

“Hi,” Julie waves to the crowd. “We’re Julie and the Phantoms. This is Y/N! It’s their first show with us tonight!”

You wave and smile to everyone, as you were met with cheering. Julie starts the song and you play along. The boys do their magic trick, causing the crowd to grow crazy. There’s an overwhelming feeling of confidence that washes over you and you play like crazy, filling the music with passion. Julie dances with you for a moment before turning to Alex. You look over to Reggie’s mic and notice he’s actually over with Luke, super close. Practically spitting in each other’s mouth’s. You feel something wash over you as the song ends.

You all bow and the boys disappear. You and Julie head back to the table they went to. 

“That was legendary!” Luke starts celebrating.

Before you sat down, you pointed to the door. “I’m gonna get some air. It’s really hot in here,” you leave before anyone could object or offer to go with you. 

You step outside and wrap your arms around you, the wind sending a chill down your spine. You didn’t even notice someone was out there with you until a jacket was placed on your shoulders. You look over to Reggie and smile at him. “Thanks,” you pull it over you more. 

“You did really good out there tonight.”

“You too,” you nod and rock on your feet. 

“What’s wrong? Everyone loved you.”

You shrug. “I-I dunno. I got this weird feeling in my stomach when we were up there. But other than that I was fine.”

“Do you know what could’ve caused it?” 

You shake your head even though you know it was jealously. 

He looks out to the street and takes a deep breath, remembering . “Can I tell you something?”

“Anything”

He plays with the zipper of his jacket. “Today...during practice. I got a little...jealous.”

You’re taken aback. “What? Why?”

“I dunno. You were playing with Alex and I just thought. ‘Wow. I wish that were me.’  A-and when you said you had a study session with that guy from school, I got disappointed I couldn’t spend more time with you. It’s stupid, I know-”

You cut him off and take his hand. “If it makes you feel better, I got jealous on stage just now.”

“No way.”

“Yeah,” you laugh. “I just saw you and Luke and I just, I dunno, felt a little pang in my chest.”

He shakes his head in disbelief. “Can I ask you something?”

“If it’s what I think you’re asking the answer is yes.”

He laughs and runs his fingers over your knuckles. “So a date at the park tomorrow after you get out of school?”

“He gottem, guys!” you heard Luke cheer from inside the door. 

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Crucible

Moppet!Douxie x GN!Reader, Soulmate AU | Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

Warnings: Fire/Explosion, lots of crying, self esteem issues, misunderstandings cause a lot of emotional turmoil

Note: This is my first fic! I know fics have it worse than art, but if you’d consider leaving tips in the comments, I’d be super grateful! Thanks for taking a look!

It was springtime in Camelot, near the turn of the season. The sun was high, the birds were singing, and you… were late. As a magic user, your life was in constant jeopardy regardless of your employment as the Crowmaster, Crowlord Corbin’s apprentice, penning and sending letters for the kingdom. And in this kingdom, tardiness was not appreciated. Racing through the castle halls with the king’s letters in hand, you noticed movement on your forearms.

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rotations. bonus! y/n is in labor

 Hey hun. So sorry for asking for a rotations thing bc idk if you still wanna do those. Anyways y’n going into labor with her first child and Zuko loosing his shit bc we all know he would. And the rest of the gaang having to wait with a literally insane Zuko while they just hear y/n screaming in the distance birthing a child. Thanks

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(Y/N) laughed, but as she tossed her head back she felt a sharp pain in her stomach. She leaned forward, cradling her bump as she hissed in a breath of pain. Katara grabbed her arm. “(Y/N), are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just um, a cramp or something.” (Y/N) gave her friend a reassuring smile. “I’ll be okay.”

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beneath the moon. (sokka x reader) pt15

OH WOW okay so because i felt so bad about not updating this for…two weeks? this chapter is extra long. i’m talkin over 5,000 words long. it is also my apology for not updating in so long teehee!!! 

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“Friends get excited to see each other,” He said with a shrug of his shoulders.

“I don’t know about you, Aang, but my friends don’t normally kiss me on the cheek when they see me.” Aang laughed as he steered Appa, but Sokka’s expression was less than exuberant. (Y/N) knocked her shoulder against his. “I’m just teasing,” She said lowly, so only Sokka would hear. “I think you guys-“

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Someone's trying to follow me and my mom home, Jesus Christ this is terrifying