Celestial Marcus Pike x Fem! Reader
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Warnings: none that I can think of. there is just some fluff and angst I guess. I have not had this beta read at all. there is no use of (Y/N). I didn’t know what to name this so this is what I went with.
A/N: I honestly and truly believe this is utter shit. I just wanted to write this and get it out. it’s mostly based off a dream I had. and will probably be a prologue to a series. idk yet. ( it’s pretty much a prologue anyway.) I will however get a gender neutral version out. so everyone can enjoy! I’m also scared to post anything anymore but eh who cares anymore!
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Marcus opened his eyes and squinted in the shining light of the sun. He didn’t quite recognize his surroundings. This place was unlike anything he had ever seen. It seemed to be straight out of a fairytale. The sun, albeit blinding him for a minute, warmed his skin. He was in a clearing with a crystal blue lake and trees hanging over one side. The long grass tickling his legs as he made his way along. He felt as if he had been here many times before, this seemed to be the case, for he knew where he was going.
As he walked along his head on a swivel, he was mindful of his surroundings. Something that could go wrong, would go wrong. He just wasn’t sure what. He heard a small giggle and made his way towards the sound. There she sat as the sun shone on her, giving her a glow as if she was sent from the heavens above. Her face turned up toward the sun basking in its warmth. She sat upon a blanket that appeared to be well loved. He studied it a little harder, it looked like one that he had from his childhood.
He cautiously stepped closer to her, not wanting to startle her. He just wanted to know where the hell he was! Dry shrubbery cracked and gave away under his feet making his presence known. Her head whipped towards the intruding noise and a smile graced her lips. To Marcus she was the most beautiful woman his eyes beheld. The warmth of her smile and her eyes made him feel at home. A feeling he hadn’t felt in awhile.
He melted on the spot, even the sound of her voice sounded like heavenly music. She rose from her spot, her steps full of grace and poise. He watched as she approached, her hand rising to caress his face. As if he had no control he placed his own hand over her much smaller one.
She had truly looked to be out of a piece of the finest art. His eyes roamed her face trying to remember every detail.
“I’m so happy you’re here my love, I have missed you deeply.” she breathed quietly
“I’ve missed you too.” he found himself replying just as hushed
Her eyes filled with unshed tears, she gave him a watery smile as she brought him into a warm embrace. She grabbed fistfuls of his shirt as her body trembled and wracked with sobs. Marcus felt the need to comfort her but he didn’t know how. He just held her in his arms as she let it all out. After a few minutes she pulled away. Her tears still raced down from her captivating eyes. His thumbs wiped them away and rubbed comfortingly across her cheeks.
“ my love..” she sobbed “ please find me! Please I beg of you.. Find me!” she pleaded
He wanted to ask how. How was he supposed to find her? Surely she was a figment of his imagination..right? Why was his heart breaking at the sight of her tears and the sound of her pleading? He doesn’t even know who she is! However, he felt as if he has known her for years.
She spoke again but her voice was drowned out by an incessant beeping. He tried to ask, beg for any clues that would aid him. But yet again her voice was replaced with the annoying beep.
He finally jolted into consciousness, confused by the dream he just had. He tried to remember her face, but ended up drawing a blank. The memory of her was now a fuzzy little memory. No matter how hard he tried he just couldn’t remember her face. However, what he could remember was her heartbreaking plea!
“ Please find me! Please I beg of you.. Find me!”
Her pleading rang through his head as he sat up. He placed his head in his hands as he tried to remember her warmth. After a few minutes he gave up and turned to reach for his phone. His alarm had become annoying. He checked the time and got out of his bed to get ready for work.
As the weeks went on Marcus found himself in the same clearing again and again. Each time he saw her she looked even more worn out than the time prior. He often found his hand caressing her increasingly frail face. Her pleading always rang through his head when he woke up. He didn’t even know where to begin to find his mysterious woman.
This recurring dream had really been affecting him. He was less cheery than usual, he would snap at someone out of nowhere. He would immediately apologize for his actions, blaming it on the lack of sleep.
She practically began to haunt him. He could hear her everywhere. Perhaps he’s become crazy. That could be a possibility. He seldom talked about it, he would seem crazy to others. For now he kept it to himself.
As he prepared for bed the energy of the night seemed different. Maybe he’d have a small reprieve from what he deemed his own personal hell. Maybe someone had it in for him? That’s not possible, nobody could do that. Could they?
He shook his head of any possible thoughts of magic, voodoo or hoodoo, none of that exists!
He settled in ready for the heartbreak he would endure. He tossed and turned for a good 20 minutes. He suddenly felt heavy as sleep finally consumed him.
This time it was different. He didn’t have to look for her, she was right here in his arms. They were against one of the willow trees lining the lake. The sun kissed their skin as they held each other. She had been fiddling with his hand, comparing their sizes. She had even left feather light barely there kisses to the tips of his fingers.
She let out a small sigh of content. He gazed upon her watching as her eyes slipped closed and she leaned further into him. His heart swelled as she had done so? Why? Why did he feel like this? Yes it had been awhile since he held another in his arms. But why did he feel so at home and felt so much love for her? She doesn’t exist!
He had an ongoing storm of thoughts that he was fighting with. He has so many questions that he wants answers to. At one particular moment he had planned out what he was going to ask but his mind or rather his mouth had other plans.
“How am I supposed to find you?” He found himself asking
She craned her neck to look at him. As they made eye contact she immediately looked away. She began to fiddle with the fabric of her dress.
“ I- uh I don’t know my love.” She responded
“ Then why are you asking me to look for you?”
“ because I know that you are smart and that you’ll figure it out.”
“ That’s not a very good reason…how do I even know that you actually exist?”
They both looked at each other, her eyes shone with hurt in them. She opened her mouth to respond.
Marcus woke with a jolt. He let out a groan of frustration as he wondered what she was going to say. Why was he spending time worrying about finding her when she didn’t exist? He turned to check the time. The bright numbers of 2am shone up at him. He let out a small noise of disdain as he plopped on his back. He rolled on his side fighting to get comfortable. As he began to drift off again he fully expected to see his mystery woman again.
They stopped. The reoccurring dreams he was having of her stopped! He didn’t dream of her again. When he woke up for the second time that morning. He felt less stress and worry. He wondered why they stopped when he was being plagued by her everywhere he went. He couldn’t escape those dreams no matter how hard he tried.
But now they’re just gone. Should he feel relief?
Strange enough as the week dragged on he started to miss her. Yes, he was getting more sleep than he did when she was plaguing his every thought. But why was he feeling this way? Surely there was an explanation for this. He couldn’t miss someone he didn’t know or doesn’t exist. However, he was still missing her warmth and the joy she brought him. The small loving caresses without a single thought, the barely there kisses, he had begun to miss it all
A week turned to two and then to three. Soon enough a whole month had passed. He had been so busy lately that she completely slipped his mind. He hasn’t had a single thought of her since.
It seemed that all at once she had left his mind. She wasn’t there anymore. Her voice, the one thing that he could remember. He couldn’t hear it anymore, he didn’t hear her everywhere he turned.
If you made it to the end I sincerely hope you enjoyed it! just know that I love and appreciate you! let me know what you think of this! and again I will try to get a gender neutral version out.
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