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Shadows and Regrets

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Hello, if you are reading this then you are also a big fan of codron and cannot get enough of him and the fact that there are no fanfics is a crime against humanity.

This is my attempt at writing a fanfic for codron and I really hope you enjoy!!

Enjoy!

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The world outside the infirmary was unnervingly quiet, save for the distant crackle of a fire somewhere in the camp. Codron sat hunched in a corner of the dimly lit room, his elbows resting on his knees and his hands locked together in front of his mouth. His piercing blue eyes never left you, lying motionless on the cot, a faint sheen of sweat on your forehead as you hovered in uneasy sleep.

The blood had stopped, but the image of you clutching your side, collapsing against him as the shots rang out, was burned into his mind. He should have seen them—should have stopped it before it happened. The bad people were gone now, their bodies left to rot where they fell, but that was no consolation.

“You should’ve been faster,” he muttered under his breath, his jaw clenching. “Should’ve seen the signs.”

He leaned back against the wall, the rough texture biting into his skin through his shirt. His fingers fidgeted with the edge of a bandage on his wrist—one of many he’d earned during the ambush. But the pain didn’t matter. Nothing did, except for the slow, steady rise and fall of your chest as you fought to heal.

The first thing you felt when you woke was the sharp, persistent throb in your side. It wasn’t unbearable, but it was enough to drag you back to consciousness. Your eyes fluttered open, the dim light of the infirmary blinding for a moment before your vision adjusted.

The second thing you noticed was Codron.

He was sitting in the corner, his head snapping up the instant you stirred. His face was pale and drawn, shadows under his eyes betraying just how little sleep he’d had.

“Hey,” you rasped, your voice barely audible. You tried to sit up, but a stabbing pain made you wince and collapse back onto the cot.

“Don’t,” Codron said sharply, his voice rough. He was on his feet in an instant, closing the distance between you in a few long strides. “You’ll rip your stitches.”

You gave him a weak smile. “Nice to see you, too.”

But Codron didn’t smile back. His jaw was set, his eyes scanning your face as if he couldn’t quite believe you were awake.

“You shouldn’t have been out there,” he said after a moment, his tone low and tense.

You frowned. “What are you talking about? We needed food, Codron. It was the right call.”

“The right call?” he echoed, his voice rising slightly. “You got shot.”

“And we’re still alive,” you countered, your tone gentle but firm. “That’s what matters.”

Codron shook his head, stepping back as if your words were physically pushing him away. “I should’ve seen them. Should’ve stopped them before they got a shot off. This is on me.”

“Codron—” “Don’t,” he cut you off, his voice laced with self-loathing.

“Don’t try to make it better. You almost died out there because I wasn’t paying attention.”

You watched him for a moment, his posture rigid and his fists clenched at his sides. He looked like a man on the edge of breaking, and your heart ached at the sight.

“Come here,” you said softly, patting the edge of the cot.

Codron hesitated, his eyes flicking between you and the door as if he was considering bolting. But after a moment, he moved closer, sinking onto the stool beside you with a heavy sigh.

“It wasn’t your fault,” you said gently, reaching out to rest a hand on his arm. “You couldn’t have known they were there.”

He flinched under your touch, his gaze dropping to the floor. “I should’ve known. I’m supposed to protect you.”

“You did protect me,” you insisted. “You got me out of there alive. If it weren’t for you, I’d be dead.”

He shook his head, his jaw tightening. “That’s not good enough.”

You sighed, your thumb brushing lightly against his forearm. “Codron, you’re not a machine. You’re human. And humans make mistakes. What matters is that we’re both here, now.”

For a long moment, he didn’t respond. But then his hand covered yours, his grip firm but not harsh.

“I can’t lose you,” he said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper.

“You won’t,” you promised, squeezing his hand gently. “Not if I have anything to say about it.”

Codron finally looked up at you, his expression softening just enough for you to see the vulnerability beneath. He still looked tense, still carried the weight of his guilt, but for the first time, you thought he might let himself forgive.

“We’ll get through this,” you said, offering him a small, reassuring smile. “Together.”

Codron nodded, his grip on your hand tightening slightly as he finally let out a breath he’d been holding.

“Together,” he agreed, his voice steadier now. And for the first time since the ambush, you felt like everything might be alright.

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New Years Party: Prelude Pt. 1

31/12/2022

Dawns apartment 

22:49

The strong scent of Booze clogged the air as the apartment was filled with the many sweaty, drunk, and slightly unhinged teens dancing the night away and it made me glad that I had opened the balcony doors a few hours earlier.

‘Give me everything’ by Pitbull was playing in the background but was drowned out by the millions of voices talking over it on the 2 large speakers, these voices were due to the cluster of people, that occupied more room than I thought it would and in this cluster stood me, Dawn Hikari, tall and proud to of hosted such a spectacular event in such little time, since it was just last week that Andrew Hayden, or drew as many people liked to call him, asked such a daunting task from me since we should “End this year with one more bad mistake” and thus a party was born. I had invited many of my closest friends and distant acquaintances, this list includes but is not subject to: Ash Ketchum, Misty Waterflower, May Maple, Leaf Green, Gary Oak, and Paul Revere. 

I tried to keep close tabs on them since I was closer with these people than the random ones who either were invited by Drew or just some random people that somehow wandered in here… yeahhh, I have to do something about that. 

“Dawn!” yelled a charismatic voice while walking towards me, distracting me from my previous thoughts,

“Ash!” I shouted back with just as much enthusiasm. 

“God you look amazing! Let me tell you right now that black dress is doing wonders for you right now!”

“Awwh, Thank you… I think….And may I say you look Great! But where’s your Blazer?” I asked, looking around a little in case it was floating mind-air around somewhere:

 Ash always made the impossible seem possible.

“Oh yeah, umm, so Misty said she was a little cold earlier on and being the chivalrous man i am, i decided to give her my blazer” he said sheepishly while rubbing the back of his neck,

“Awhhh, look at you two! Remind me again: why aren't you two dating?” I said cheekily and giggling a little bit 

“Shut it, You know i could ask the same question about you and-”

“ASH KETCHUM IN THE HOUSE!” shouted Gary wrapping an arm around his shoulder. “Do you mind if i steal this fine young chap from you? I need him,, for an experiment” Gary asked turning his gaze towards me 

“No No it's fine, by all means, take him!” I said shoving them away 

And with that they were lost in the sea of people and never to be seen again… oh wait that reminds her, Ash and I need to finish a school project later, oh well I guess she has to look for him later. 

As the party progresses I talked to many, many people and ran many, many errands like refilling drinks or hanging out snacks, or having the ambulance on speed dial because one of the guests was a little too drunk and a little too close to the balcony railing for my comfort. 

And by the end of it, my feet were on fire so when a few spots on the couch opened up I practically leaped over there. 

“God's sake, how on earth did Drew convince me  again?” I mumbled as I rubbed my eyes a little 

“Oh, he doesn't convince people, “ someone’s voice started to say, a voice she recognized a little too well “, he borderline manipulates you into doing it” Paul finished with a faint giggle being heard from the blunette in response. When I turned to look at him he had his head leaning on the couch facing upwards and his eyes closed.

“Are you doing okay?” I questioned with some worry lacing in my voice. “You looked fine a while ago?” 

“Yeah, Yeah I'm fine, just kinda drunk” he signed a little, his head now turning to face her with his onyx eyes now piercing into mine.

“Oh”

 “Oh,” I said a little quietly this time taking in his features  ‘Jesus Christ we are close’ i realized and some heat began to rise to my cheeks. ‘I need to say something, quick’

 “Uh so, uhh…”

I stuttered averting my eyes in many directions and fidgeting with my hands while Paul’s eyes just stayed on me making no effort to ease some of the tension rising. 

“Hm?” he questioned, quite seductively may i add with that deep voice of his and… wait a minute… is that a smirk she seeing? 

“Ohhh, okay I see what your doing” I rolled her eyes jokingly a small smile showing 

“What?” he asked back faking innocence his deep voice really shining though… oh god that deep voice of his.

“You pulling that face”

“What face?”

“Are you kidding me? Your face is making a face!”

“Really?”

“Yes! And look at how close we are”

“How close we are?”

“Yes, we look like were on the verge of kiss-”

shit. 

“...”

Shit.

“Do we?”

SHIT.

What the heck should i say? ‘Yeah, we’re so close we may as well make out on the couch here’ nope. ‘Yah, can you kiss me right now?’ God no. ‘Please make out with m-’ Okay i'm going to stop now.

“Should we?” he asked

“what?” she in absolute shock

He said nothing as he chuckled and sat up again. “Nothing”

But I was not about to settle for that.

“No wait,” I hurriedly said as I sat up as well, “What were you going to say?”

“Dawn!!” yelled a voice from behind me by my fiery redhead; Misty. ‘God's sake Misty!’ Dawn thought ‘Literally anytime but now! Why now??’

 “Two things!,” said Misty walking up to us in her sparkling deep blue dress with ash’s jacket loosely hanging off her shoulders, first holding one finger up as I stood up from her spot on the couch“, one: Leaf wants to know if the sandwiches have ham in them”

“Yeah some of them do but there’s another tray of sandwiches that don't: i think i labelled them?” 

“Okay that's great i’ll tell her, second is that drew wants us all to meet on the balcony in like 5 minutes, so it's great that you two are together, that's make it's much easier”

Said misty while waving a finger between me and Paul.

“Okay yep, message received we’ll be there” i said with a thumbs up 

“Great, because hes been trying to round up us and I think Drew is this close to popping a vein” she replied with the index and thumb being quite close together. Actually i think they were touching. 

“Noted” Said Paul getting up from his seat on the couch 

“Okay great! See you there in 5!” said misty waving back at us as she turned and walked away into the party. As she was walking away I turned my gaze toward the clock; 23:12.

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Lol, this has been sitting in my drafts for ages and I didn't know what to do with it. Reading back over it it's quite shit and I may change the storyline to make it make more sense if THAT makes sense. I need to go develop the characters more but yeah.

Hope you've enjoyed it and if so could you like this and maybe follow?

✍(◔◡◔), Thank you

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CONNECTIONS (^_^)

Chapter 2: New cafe??

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( ˘ ³˘) 'Heathers' ( ˘ ³˘)

Group chat! (Dawn, May, and Misty)

(^.^)/ 'Drew & Co.' (^.^)/

Group chat! (Paul, Drew, and Ash)

【┘】 Time skip!! 【┘】

Back to the Heathers!

Back to Drew & Co.

(ーー；) (There's a lot of jumping back of forth) (ーー；)

Uh oh, both Paul and Dawn are being held back?? But don't worry they will arrive soon. But if there both coming to the cafe late, wouldn't they bump into each other??

Nahhhh, there are thousands of people they could meet and bump into and don't forget Dawn's boyfriend Kenny Saunders. I'm sure he'll protect her... right??

p.s - I'm thinking of making a tag list: if enough people message and ask to be tagged then I may create one, but other than that; Thank you for reading this one!!

(Next Chapter coming soon)

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Threes a company

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Drew - (24) Drew is the youngest out of these three but he's older than Misty. Drew currently works part-time at a cafe, although he does hope to work at/ own a flower shop, he's quite nervous and hesitant about it despite his love for roses. Drew is a confident, critical, and determined guy, who has his own fair share of fangirls.

Ash - (25) ash is the second youngest. Ash is currently trying to get into a police academy and has quite a few months left before he's an officer. When he's not studying he's working at Drew's coffee shop for extra money, Even though they all live together. He's kind brave and enthusiastic as well as passionate.

Paul - (25) Paul is the oldest out of them Paul is currently working for his father at Shinji Limited. Although he's been given a high position, feels like he doesn't deserve it and wants to start his own company without his father being involved. Paul is a determined, goal-oriented, and brooding character although displays soft moments with close friends.

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CONNECTIONS (^_^)

All the Single Ladies

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Dawn - (23) Dawn is the youngest out of all of them. she is an aspiring model/ designer of clothes. she auditioning for agencies but helps out at Misty's bar for now. She is a Bubbly go-with-the-flow girl but also isn't afraid to put someone in their place. Already taken.

May - (24) May is the second youngest. She is currently working as a cook at Cloud9's Kitchen and just started working there. Her dream is to become a Sous chef of Cloud9's kitchen. May is friendly, sweet, and cheerful. She's single.

Misty - (24) Misty is the oldest out of them. She currently works at a Bar called Bravo bar. She has been working there for a while and is expecting a promotion any day soon. Misty is a stubborn tomboy, persistent and opinionated. Although she does know how to unwind and enjoy herself every once in a while.

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CONNECTIONS

--TEXTING AU--

Summary: May, Misty, and Dawn all share a dorm together. Room 201 is on the third floor of their apartment complex and honestly, life could not be simpler. So why not spice up their lives in any way possible then?

Just add a few faithful encounters, blossoming love stories, and a few secrets and you've got yourself a brand new life.

Warning: A few swear words, may go into deep and heavy topics. These chapters will have a TW displayed before you read on.

Pairings:

Ikarishipping (Paul/Dawn)

Contestshipping (Drew/May)

PokéShipping (Ash/Misty)

Status: ON GOING/ SLOW UPDATES

1. Introduction: All the Single Ladies, Three's a company

2. New cafe??

3. COMING SOON

More chapters to come

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Quick story - masquerade ball’s

Back in the year 1717, it was quite normal to be invited to a ball hosted by a very high up person in status, and it was also very normal when you parents encouraged you to go, so that you may find a suitable young man or woman to marry and start a family.

So when the Wilkin’s got the sudden invitation to the last house on the road they were quite surprised.

“Mr Wilkin, it seems you’ve gotten an invitation to a masquerade ball from the Wright family requesting your presence tomorrow evening, its to be a fancy ball, and that you should were your best attire and invite all the fair maidens or young lads to enjoy an evening of delight” said our butter ,Earl.

“oh! a ball with the wright family?” exclaimed my younger sister Emily in delight of the sudden news.

“appears so...” thought my father 

“we have to go, we just have to. it would be improper and rude if we didn’t go” said my oldest sister Delila

“it would be good for us, considering we haven't been invited to much, this could give us the boost in society we need!” i said joining in on their conversation.

after a few more debates on the situation father finally concluded and agree w could go, and we were well over the moon about this.

soon the next day came then a couple of hours and soon enough me, and my two sisters are all dressed up and ready.

“say.. the Wright family has two sons right?” thought my father as he got into the carriage with us following right behind him 

“Yes, I believe so.. what where their names again?” said Delila 

“the oldest of the two is called William and the youngest is called john” said Emily 

“yes I remember them, isn't William the one with the right up attitude and that scowl is always plastered on his face. I'm pretty sure that half the people despise him but keep up a nice façade just because he's rich or something. john has always been the nice one out of them tow and quite a ladies man if I do say so myself” I said going on quite the rant, but its better to be safe than sorry when your introduced to them

“what about their parents (y/n)?” asked father 

“Well if I remember correctly their both still alive and well, the father can be mostly spotted in the book store just in the middle of the town, while the wife’s most favourite place is the garden just at the edge of town” I said trying to remember the gossip I heard  

“My dear (Y/n) you can’t just eavesdrop on people, and gather up all this information, talking to said person but much better!” exclaimed Delila 

“and less creepier” added Emily 

“alright alright can we all just be quite and put the masks on, were here” I said in defeat, I couldn’t be bothered to have this conversation when were heading to said persons house.

I must admit I thought that having a masquerade ball would help me convers in conversation but i am sadly mistaken, instead people are right up in your faces trying to distinguish who you are, and I must admit its making me quite uncomfortable. 

I’ve been trying to have a conversation with either of the wright brothers but it see like their completely ignoring me and having their interest in a young lad, who's’ name I couldn’t quite remember 

To add on this unfortunate situation, there's no sign of the Wright brothers anywhere when their the ones who hosted this ridiculous ball in the first pace, instead its the mother trying to keep the lively hood of the ball as happy as it could be while the father is gone and gotten himself drunk .

And I know that they must be trying their absolute hardest but this is utterly ridiculous.

I then decided to just walk outside for a while to clear my head before i burst, but before I could even step foot outside i caught a glamps of William, the oldest Wright brother, just wondering around in one of the many halls, not having a care in the world.

That's when I burst

‘how dare that son of Satan just wonder around and leave his guests to the care of his mother, ohh, I bet that his brother john is with him, messing around!’

its like my feet had a mind of its own and started walking in he opposite direction of the ball or outside for that matter and head to Mr wright in a ball of furry taking of my mask so he could see just haw angry i was with this.

but I stopped,

not because I had second thoughts 

not because a sudden force had stopped me 

but because of the body john was dragging past William to get the door outback, might I mention that it was a DEAD body

And can I mention the fact that William was holding a knife

and I don't think it was going to be used for making bread from the fact that the knife was covered in blood.

I could’ve ran and I wanted to so badly, I mean I didn't want to become victim number 2 of their little killing spree.

But due to my sudden clumsiness from witnessing this scene I dropped my mask that was in my hand causing an echo to ripple through the scene, in result making the wright brother head both turn to look at me in surprise.

The scene was tense, no one dared to say a thing and i felt like i was running out of time quickly, so i decided to speak up.

“WH-” but i was quickly dismissed but the sudden booming voice of my father’s outside trying to look for me “I’ve found you a young lad that would like to say hello!” he said and i could hear his voice coming closer

“Coming father!” i answered looking back before tuning back too the brothers an slowly picking up my mask and putting it on, I gave a swift nod before tuning back, picking up my dress a little and walking back to meet my father.

“oh there you are!” said my father in delight “like I said I’ve found someone who would like to talk with you, where have you been?”

“oh just walking around” i quickly answered hoping he wouldn’t prey on it 

“Alright, but hurry up, he's waiting” said my father while pushing me towards him

if I'm going to be honest here, i didn’t listen to single thing that the man was saying, i must admit he was good looking and smart and wealthy but the scene of the two brothers carrying the body and a bloody knife kept on replaying in my mind, which might of cause me to zone out and scare of the man off a little.

“Ladies and Gentleman!” said Mr Wright on the top of his elegant stairs accompanied by his wife and two sons “Thank you all, for coming and it has been an wonderful delight to have you here..”

as Mr Wright went on, I kind of zoned it out, well not on purpose it was actually the two pairs of eyes staring at me, in anticipation. it was clear they were worried that i would suddenly shout out about the killing I just saw ,I don't know what it was,

 I mean it could of been the people i has having this ball with was really annoying and seemed as stupid as a donkey, or the fact that the killing didn’t really alarm me..

who am I kidding it because I had a few requests of people I wanted gone, and since I had the upper hand in this situation. i smiled, i smiled back at them both of them, their faced quickly turning into one of quite confusion.

it was quite fun, confusing them and i couldn’t wait too see what I could do. 

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if a fictional character gets stabbed, they have only 2 valid options:

1. slowly raise their hand to the wound and/or pull the weapon impaling them out while everyone stares in horror before collapsing to the ground from shock and/or blood loss and being caught just in time by their friend/sibling/love interest

2. hide the wound beneath a dark item of clothing in preparation for the dramatic reveal later where another character touches them and their hand comes away bloody or they overexert themselves and they stumble and wince but still try to insist they’re fine, even though they’re clearly in pain and struggling to stay on their feet, and as the other character peels back their jacket it becomes clear that they’re badly hurt and have been for a while (bonus points if they’re wearing a white shirt underneath)

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i stand corrected they have 3 valid options

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Fairlawn Manor

Word count: 1327

Edited: YES

Summary: You move to a manor to get away from the busy streets for a job, it was supposed to be a very simple job, take care of the kids is Fairlawn manor, become friends with their oldest son and ask why he dropped out of boarding school and to all do this before the end of summer, so plenty of time to do such little things, so why aren’t you able to do that?

(This is taken from a random part of MY story)

(based on the Netflix show ‘The Haunting of Bly Manor’ but with my own characters and some storyline ideas)

(all character’s name will be the same except for a few characters that I have added)

You know, every time I’m in the kitchen it seems to grown just a little bit, the kitchen was big enough as it is, the table already seemed like it could hold twice the people in this room, and for some odd reason this comforted me, my house was always quite small and with 2 other siblings, you needed your space sometimes. Thus, my mind began to wonder, don’t ask me about what because I wouldn’t be able to remember a single thing. That’s when my thought got interrupted.

“let’s have a bonfire!” said one of the people I’m working with, Pablo if you wanted a name. He’s probably one of the closest friends I have here, he’s a splendid cook who just whips up the most wonderful of foods, quite the flirt if I’m being honest ,mostly to Audrey, but it always cracks us up. He was always coming up with the most random of things just to lift someone up and lighten their day. I guess that’s what made Pablo a remarkable person.

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea…” said Audrey trailing of at the end, she was a house keeper, a wonderful one at that who’s worked here for years , although it always seemed that she was always out of it. All in all, she such a pleasure to have around.

“Come on live a little!” encouraged Pablo “Flora and Miles are asleep, it’s the middle of the night and I bet none of us have anything else going on here?” he asked looking around at the adults.

I’ll admit I have been pretty stressed of lately, the kids are going through something that’s pretty concerning and I’m on the verge of calling the doctor, Paul has still yet to talk to me about my episode earlier and I just know he’s going to being it up, and call me crazy but I keep on seeing people here and freaking out leading everyone to be on high alert. So, I’d understand if Pablo wants us four to hang out, stress-free and just talking.

“Yeah, that sounds nice, just us grownups, no children sneaking out in the middle of the night,  I’m in” I said picking up my jacket and putting it on “Well that’s one, how about you Paul?” asked Pablo looking at him in hopefulness “Sure” he agreed walking to our side of the kitchen before looking back at Audrey like the rest of us.

“Come on Audrey please?” I plead, my voice sounding kind of whiney, to just joke around and ease her into it.

“Alright, fine” she finally gave in and stood up putting on her jacket and making her way over to us

“Woohoo!” whopped Pablo while the rest of us chuckled “I’ll go get the wood; Paul come with me. You two can go get the wine. We’re going to get so drunk; we won’t even know were drunk!” half-yelled as he ran outside with Paul trying to keep up with him. “Am I the only one getting the feeling like he’s already drunk?” I asked Audrey laughing a little at the end “Yeah just a little” she joked around with me while heading done to the wine cellar with me.

By the time me and Audrey make it out to the place we were supposedly “camping” at the men had already lit the bonfire and throwing wood in to keep it lit.

“The wine has arrived!” I half-yelled to announce our presence while holding two drinks up in the air while Audrey held the other two “One each, so we don’t get totally stoned...” worried Audrey.

Few minuets into it and we had already talked about noting yet everything before I knew it were telling each other our deepest secrets. I believe it started with Paul finally pipping up and saying “since we’ve already talked about everything known to man, lets talk about us… in general, your greatest achievements to your worst nightmares” he said with a sort of serious tone, drinking his wine bottle while, not so suspiciously, looking at me and then I knew instantly where this was going.

Before I could interject, Pablo had already started talking about how he was 42 he entered a contest and won earning his mother a retirement home and a few extra bucks for her. His lowest point in life was when his mother died while in the care of the neighbours, its sad how he wasn’t there when she passed but he’s just glad she’s moved on to a better life.

Audrey’s highest point in life was when she got this job, she said that she worked so hard for and now that she’d finally got it, she can finally settle down and rest with the rest of us and that in a way, we were her family. He lowest was when Flora’s and Milles parents died in that car crash not to long ago. She said that it was a lot to handle but she must be strong, for the kids.

Pauls turn finally rolled around and to say, I was quite impressed. He went on saying that his greatest achievement was getting a spot in one of the highest prestigious boarding school in the country. He then went on saying that his greatest nightmare was his father, uncle Wingrave, for taking that way and sending him here, although he admits it wasn’t as bad as he thought.

That when all eyes turned to me looking at me with anticipation, wondering what my life is like. But I just couldn’t tell them, don’t get me wrong they are a wonderful group with amazing lives, but I just couldn’t…

“Look guys, those where all wonderful stories and I honestly feel for you, but I can’t be as brave as you guys and just tell the world like that, I know that this sounds petty and everything but I just don’t want to talk about it..” I tried to reason with them

“Not even your greatest achievement?” wondered Pablo and I could tell he was trying to lighten the mood.

“no thank you” I finished

And just like that the topic was dropped and everyone went on doing their own thing. I think I was off in my own world, or the wine and just intoxicated me enough, that I actually agreed when Paul asked if we could go somewhere else, some where just the two of us. Funnily enough Pablo and Audrey didn’t mind, that or Pablo was just flirting enough that They just didn’t notice.

Apparently, I sobered up a bit due to the cold air and realised that me and Paul were in a flower garden, just cut of form the rest of the garden.

“look,” he started I knew I was in for  it                                                                                                                                                       -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

This is going to be slip into part 1 and part two because I’ve just realised that this is long and I don’t want to bore you,

Plus, I know that this hasn’t got much of the children in and I will try to add them in the next sample of my book

Other than that, hope you enjoyed it!!

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Fairlawn Manor

Word count: 1043

Edited: yes

Summary: You move to a manor to get away from the busy streets for a job, it was supposed to be a very simple job, take care of the kids is Fairlawn manor, become friends with their oldest son and ask why he dropped out of boarding school and to all do this before the end of summer, so plenty of time to do such little things, so why aren’t you able to do that?

 (This is taken from a random part of MY story)

(based on the Netflix show ‘The Haunting of Bly Manor’ but with my own characters and some storyline ideas)

(all character’s name will be the same except for a few characters that I have added)

 “Why are you here?” you turned to look at the owner of the voice but couldn’t find anyone, though you already had your suspicions on who it was

“What?” you asked hastily trying to find someone before you properly lost your mind and thought that the books are talking.

“Why do you work here?” said the voice again but this time a figure reappearing behind me placing a hand on my shoulder, I suppose it’s, so I don’t run away from the question. “I’ll admit, you are quite young, qualified, ready to take on the world-“ he started but I quickly intervened not wanting this conversation to carry on

“Hey, you are describing yourself as well, young man” I joked “I’m 2 years older than you...” he sighed in annoyance “but stop avoiding the question Miss (Y/n)… you and I both know I won’t tell anyone” he finished

I turned to look at him… I sigh as I look at him. Unfortunately, that’s when things started going downhill because that’s when I see them, standing in the mirror reflecting, beside Paul on each side and my breath hitches in fear, I’ve never known what they were except for the fact that that they were shadowy figures... shadowy figures that were always there, shadowy figures that got me sent to 12 therapy sessions and 1 mental institution, the same shadowy figures that ruined my life . Paul can sense that my tone change and finally realises my shoulder.

I guess that’s when I’m going to have a ‘panic attack’ it’s when my breath starts to quicken and my ears become blurry, to this day I don’t know if it’s from the urge to cry or two : faint. It’s like the whole world is against you, wanting to take you down and watch you suffer, wanting the exploit your insecurities. The worst thing is that no matter where I went or asked there was no cure. in all my therapy sessions it happened, but dear God I don’t want it to happen now.

“Was I over-stepping?” he asked but I don’t pay attention to him, I can feel my hands start to shake ever so slightly, it was stupid to think that he wouldn’t notice, if I’m going to tell the truth here, Paul has always been observant of the little things in life so having a panic attack right now was not ideal if I wanted to keep it hidden.

He looks over his shoulder and notices the mirror before looking back at me, “Miss (Y/n) I’m going to need you to look at me” he said, shifting my chin “I’m not going to ask what’s wrong because I know you’ll lie… you always do” he states and I look into his eyes, his eyes where always a grey colour almost black-ish but I never asked in fear of offending him, or was it  because it always has its own sense of calming me?

“so instead I’ll ask what you want me to do”

“c-cover th-the mirror” I say sniffling in between words “please cover the mirror”  noticing I’m about to cry and instantly wipe my eyes.

And so Paul does it, he grabs he nears cloth of a table and covers it quite quickly might I add I want to thank him, I really do but the look he gives me when he turns back to look at me is full of pity, I thought that if I was going to have this conversation with him, he would show no emotion, simply be blunt, because that’s how it’s always been .

“do you need a-“ started but I stopped him, again “Look Paul, you have been a  dear and everything and thank you for covering the mirror for me...” I must stop to regain my breath, gosh panicking can really make you tired, “ but I really, really just need to go outside for a few minuets” I say slowly backing out of the library

“but- “

“and please, please just don’t tell anyone, please I’m begging you” I pleaded, my voice cracking at the end form my tears I’m am desperately trying to wipe away

“...sorry, your excused” he said picking up his glass of wine and drinking it.

“Its fine, thank you” you said as you scurried of out of the manor. And outside on the porch leaning against one of the statues as you try to calm yourself down. You walk about a bit further and feel eyes on you, in hesitation you turn around and up and there he is, in all his glory starting down from you. You know that one of these days he’s going to ask, for Paul never likes being left in the dark about something... but you stand your ground to send a message that you won’t be pushed around, so you just stare back.

Once again, his piercing grey eyes looking into my eyes, hoping he wouldn’t be able to see into my soul, before a young voice calls out

“Miss (y/n)!!” called out flora as I turn around quite startled “Flora , hello, do you need something?” “you must see my drawings; they are just absolutely splendid!” she calls out again grabbing my hand and dragging me in to the house. ”coming!” I say my voice now steady and ready to take on my job again. But with all this confidence came a quite uncertain voice in the back of my head

‘Oh, no’

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If you wanted me to describe the situation I was in now I would say quite stressful and that I would not have been surprised if grey hairs started growing. To give you a quick rundown, me and my ‘friend’ Aaron was stuck in a room, you see we’re currently being kept against our will or AKA kidnapped and surprise, surprise it’s the Russians who has us here. It'll make more sense if you had known what was going on before all of this. 

So it was natural for us to think we were going to die here so confesses where going everywhere between us some awkward some funny. You see I’ve like Aaron for a few months now, ever since him, me and a few of our new friends done something I’m pretty sure we weren’t supposed to do that could cause the end of the world, I was bound to catch a few feelings so naturally I told him, I think I told him about a week ago but I couldn’t remember it because of the tears in my eyes when he said I shouldn’t...

Apparently I should’ fall in love with him and that I should lose those feelings but in a much more harsh way. So me being me... I did of course it was hard and a bit awkward between us for a while but I eventually got over it. So of course when he says he has feeling for me I got kind of... angry.

“I like you” muttered Aaron towards me as he shifted from his spot on the floor sighing and tilting his head up.

“...”

“...”

“What?...” I sighed and put my full attention on him “I don’t think I heard you correctly” I said awkwardly giggling it off

“Oh?. What do you think I said then?” He said looking at me and his blue eyes peircing into my soul

“I thought you said you liked me” you laughed obviously aware to the tension in the room

“...”

“Oh my god... ARE YOU KIDDING ME??” I yelled when it suddenly kicked in making me stir up properly

“What?” He asked confused on my outburst “I thought you liked me too?” He said a small smirk forming on his face

“Yeah.. Keyword in that sentence is liked. You see Aaron I ‘liked’ you I was nice to you I stood up for you but then when I confessed to you do you know what you did...” I ranted of to him without taking a breath and seeing the smirk fall of his face only gave me more motivation

“...You laughed at my face before going back to that ‘I’m-to-mysterious-for-you’ act and told me to lose my feelings.. So you know what that’s what I did. I lost my feeling for you and then when were probably going to die you go around saying random stuff like ‘I like you’??” I say finishing my rant and looking back at him.

“Well you know what I didn’t even like you I loved you Aaron and you trampled all over it. I had been in love with you for my entire life and you decided to love me back when I finally gave up.” you said badly above a whisper before noticing a few drops of tears coming out of your eyes

“God dammit” you muttered trying to clean yourself up

“... (y/n).. I’m so sorry” Aaron sighed sadly before getting up and sitting next to you “I really am so sorry ” he said noticing about how I was going to go of on a mother rant he carried on

“ please believe me when I say I think I loved you to back then... I was just a coward I didn’t believe I was worthy of you I was a dick, i mean i am a dick and i’ve done some unforgivable things ” he said his words breaking of near the end of his sentence 

‘and I’know this but i carry on, i suck ” he said trying to make it seem like he wasn’t crying but I could see right through him and his delicate self

‘I guess that’s what first drawed me to him’ I thought looking up and him ‘ he is so misunderstood, given a label which he has to fulfill by himself and in the process building up his walls and then here I come curios and welcoming and I just saw his walls as a challenge. But I guess that was my mistake because you know what they say.. curiousity killed the cat...’

“You still can’t just say that” I said my voice wavering “you can’t go from hating me to liking me to rejecting me to liking me again” I sighed my tears calming down a little “ im a human being to you know,...” you say chucking a bit “yo-you just can’t do that” I finished

“I’m not asking for you to suddenly go out with me and I will totally respect you decision but I never hated you and I’m don’t want my cowardness to be an excuse for hurting you because trust me I never shared to do that. You wear always there when I needed you and I just want to return that ...” he said and I sighed content on his explanation “...so I’m not changing my feeling for you I like you (y/n) ”

he quickly added looking straight ahead before looking down at me and me looking up and him for any signed of him lying and unsurprisingly my feeling for him came flodding back overwhelming me and taking over my senses

I guess that when time stopped for us just for a few minutes I swear I was in cloud-nine while staring into his eyes and I didn’t even realise we were slightly leaning into each other before I knew it his lips were on mine kissing me and me kissing back. The kiss lasted a few seconds before I pulled away finally realising what I was doing

“Sorry” he muttered looking starigh ahead again “I overstepped”

“Aaron..”

“Yes”

“You want to become an item with me and kiss and hold hands and grow old together” I asked meddling with my figures

“All of the above” he said chuckling looking down at me at me giving him a surprising look

“Look, I love you positive energy right now but I think you should tune it down and becomes more serious”

“Sorry” he said quickly look down at the floor

“Aaron you promised that you won’t hurt me, cheat on me and tears me with the most utter respect”

“I promise” he said quietly

I sighed and looked down for a few second thinking this through a little more before coming to a conclusion

“Since getting rid of feeling is a lot harder then it looks and i may or may not still have feeling for you I’ll go out with you but I have two conditions!” I said noticing his victory smile, like a genuine smile towards me, now I’m not going to lie my heart was beating a thousand miles per an hour

“Yes?” He said masking his smile

“One; the first date better be the best first date I’ve had or else I’m gone!”

“Done. And?”

“Two; I don’t really know how to balance saving the world and dating on the same plate so just for the Time being.. I wanna save the world first before focousing on.. Well us” I say looking at him

“Ok. Understandable”

“Great”

“...”

“...”

“You know that’s the most smartest thing I have ever heard you said, not going to lie I thought you’d say something like I give you all the free pizza you want, troublesome ” he said going back to his usual emotionless face and attitude but I say right through it

“Haha. Very funny. Did I mention that you can lose interest points but just insulting me you’ve just gone from 100/100 to 95/100” I teased

“Wait.. you can count that high?” He teases again

“90/100!!”

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Sorry if its bad I'm still getting used to angst writing and just thought of this and decided to write it, thank you for reading and if you could leave your comments that would be great 

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Draco and Hermione in Hermione Granger and the Quarter Life Crisis Web Series (watch here)

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This seems like a dope show to watch kinda funny 😂 😁 😄

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SCARED (Gally X Reader)

Anonymous request: Hey!!!  I really like your “Cry” Gally X Reader imagine.  Can you do another Gally X Reader where the reader is really sweet to him despite how grumpy and distant he can be??  Gally likes her a lot but is too stubborn to admit it.  Gally gets worked up and says something hurtful but before he can apologize the reader gets hurt in the maze and lots of angst??  Then fluffy ending pls!  THANK YOU!!!

Gally likes Y/N more than he cares to admit. And the feeling’s mutual.  Y/N loves the side of Gally that only she gets to see – the sensitive, affectionate side behind his tough exterior.  Gally’s the type to hide his fears, to bury them deep down until they erupt in a sea of silent tears; but with Y/N, he can cry, he can whimper, he can be vulnerable.  

“It’s ok to be scared.” she’ll say. “No one’s gonna think any less of you…”

“Yeah they will…” he’ll insist.  

“I won’t…” she’ll say with a sweet smile.    

Gally’s also the type to deny, deny, deny when it comes to his feelings.  He’ll open up to Y/N in private but practically ignore her in public.  He’s so desperate to maintain his “tough guy” façade that he’s willing to neglect the person he cares about the most; the person who’s never once neglected him.

Y/N tries not to take offense, but it’s hard not to…

Still she wakes him from nightmares, wipes his tears, & strokes his hand.  Still she coaxes him through panic attacks & holds him until the pain subsides.

Though Gally can be such an ass, Y/N can’t bear to let him suffer alone.  

It’s bonfire night & most everyone’s having a great time.  Everyone except Gally…

The builder can’t take his eyes off Y/N. She’s sitting with Thomas’ head in her lap, her fingers stroking his hair.  Thomas & Y/N have always been close, but what they have is strictly platonic – almost like a brother-sister bond.  

But Gally doesn’t see it that way.  He knows he has no right to be jealous, but he can’t help it.

Gally gets up & retreats to his room in a jealous rage.  

He hates Y/N for having this effect on him…for making him feel so powerless against his own emotions.  He hates how much he cares.  He hates that he can’t help but care.  

“Gally?”

Gally turns around to see Y/N standing in his doorway.  

“You ok?” she asks.

“I’m fine.  Now leave.” Gally says coldly.  

“You don’t seem fine…” Y/N goes to put her hand on Gally’s shoulder but he retracts from her touch. “Gally, what’s wrong?”

“You’re what’s wrong!” Gally blurts out.  

Y/N feels her heart break. “W-What?” she asks, tears welling in her eyes.  

“You’re the problem!  Just leave me the hell alone!” Gally yells.  

Y/N can’t help but wince at Gally’s words.  She can’t begin to fathom the pain she’s feeling. She just backs away & hurries out the door.  

Gally just stands there, breathless & horror-struck. What’d I just do?? He thinks to himself.  

Y/N’s never been anything but kind to him…

No – she’s been more than kind.  She’s been patient & understanding & accepting & loyal…

Gally wants to go apologize but he’s paralyzed with remorse.  So he just stands there, racked with the utmost shame.  

*Time Skip*

Morning comes & Gally heads to breakfast.

“Seen Y/N?” He asks Fry.

“She’s running today.  Already left with Minho & Thomas.”

SHUCK! Gally hates when Y/N runs.  The thought of her in that maze makes him sick.

*Some hours later*

Gally’s busy working when he hears, “HEY!  HEY, HELP!”

Everyone turns to see Minho & Thomas stumbling out of the maze, Y/N limp in Thomas’ arms.  

Gally’s heart sinks. No, no, no, no, no.  Please no.

Minho & Thomas rush past Gally & into the med hut.  As they pass, Gally gets a clearer view of Y/N.  She’s paler than he’s ever seen her.  She has a large gash on her forehead & her leg’s a bloody mess.  

Gally stands in the doorway of the hut, watching as Clint & Jeff scramble to stop the bleeding from Y/N’s leg.  Thomas is applying pressure to Y/N’s head wound while Minho holds her hand. “C’mon, Y/N.  Stay with us.” Minho pleads.  

Tears gather in Gally’s eyes at the sight of Y/N so helpless & hurt.

Please…please don’t take her away.  

*Time Skip*

Y/N’s lying motionless on a cot in the med hut. She hasn’t moved in three hours & Gally’s beside himself with worry.  

Thomas & Minho leave Y/N’s bedside to grab dinner & Gally takes their place. He takes Y/N’s limp hand in his & brings it to his quivering lips. There’s so much Gally wants to say…so much he needs to say, & yet he’s lost for words.  

“Y/N, I…I…” He ever so gently strokes her cheek with his thumb. “I’m so sorry…”

Gally bows his head in defeat & lets his tears fall. “I didn’t mean it…” he sobs. “I swear I didn’t mean it…”

“I’m the problem.  I’m scared…I’m scared of what I feel for you…I’m scared of how much I need you.”

“Y/N, please…” Gally begs, tears now streaming down his cheeks. “…please…I need you to be ok.

Memories flood Gally’s mind…memories of falling asleep in Y/N’s warm embrace.  She’d let him rest his head on her chest or her stomach.  She’d rub his back or stroke his hair, all the while whispering words of comfort.  

She’d heal his pain, & all he’s really done is cause her pain…

“I’m sorry.” Gally sobs, before taking Y/N into his arms.  He sits on the cot, cradling Y/N against his chest, his tear-stained face nuzzling her hair.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” Gally whimpers.

“Gally?”

Gally opens his eyes to see Y/N looking up at him. She’s barely conscious but she’s back. She’s alive.  

Gally can’t help but let out a choked sob. “Y-Y/N?”

“W-What happened?” Y/N asks, her sweet voice barely audible.  

Gally heaves a sigh of relief before leaning in & pressing his quivering lips to Y/N’s forehead.  Though she has hardly any strength, Y/N manages to lift her hand to Gally’s cheek.  Gally melts against her touch, nuzzling his face into her palm. “I’m sorry…” he whimpers against her skin. “I’m so sorry.”

Y/N smiles weakly before nuzzling her face further into Gally’s chest.  She slinks her arms around his torso & hugs him with all the strength she can muster.

Gally’s overcome with an ineffable sense of relief. “I…I was so scared…” he sobs into the crook of Y/N’s neck as he holds her tight. “I didn’t mea–”

“I know.” Y/N says, her voice muffled against Gally’s chest.  

“I can’t lose you–”

“Shhh.” Y/N soothes. “You won’t.”

Gally cannot begin to fathom what he’s feeling. It’s beyond relief, beyond comfort, beyond bliss.  It’s everything he’s ever wanted but never believed he deserved.  It’s worth cherishing above all else.  

It’s love, in its purest, most invaluable form.  

“I love you.” Gally whispers against Y/N’s skin. He feels Y/N hug him tighter.  

“I love you too, Gally.”

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Ughhhh I really love this story and I love Gally he deserves more screen time and more character development and he deserves the world 🎉🎊💞💓💗💖💘