#ghost!luca

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please one_ dark ghost Michael Gray and/or dark ghost Luca Changretta ۵۵

So while requests are closed, I'm still more than happy to chat about headcannons and aus with people!

TW: drinking and drug taking is mentioned

Ghost!Michael

You'd definitely be shy around him. After all, you just found out that ghosts are real! Michael would enjoy teasing you, telling you tales of al the drinking and drugs the two of you used to do. But deep down, he missed you. He missed your company. He missed hanging out with you. You going with him to fancy restaurants or to the theatre. The two of you just spending time in each others company, not saying anything, but knowing how you felt. It was those moments he missed the most.

Ghost!Luca

You were someone he met when he came over to Birmingham. Sweet and innocent, you had no knowledge of the life he actually led. He hated to admit how quickly he fell for you You showed him just a little bit of kindness and he was yours. He wanted to whisk you away from the life your used to lead. Take you back to America with him and he'd tell the modern you that. He'd insist on your travelling to the US if you hadn't been before, giving you a sad smile as he remembered what could've been between you.

Mini fics...

Ghost!Michael

"So that's all," you said, "All we did was drink, take cocaine and fuck?"

"No," the ghost said sharply, "Not at all."

You blinked in surprise at Michael's tone and he looked away, clearly embarrassed. After a tense couple of seconds he said,

"I cared about you. More than most fucking people. But I fucked up one too many times. What we had was fun and I wanted it to continue. I wanted you to come with me, to stay by my fucking side."

Michael clenched his fist and looked at you out of the corner of his eye. Since meeting the ghost you had never seen him like this.

"Then why didn't I?"

"I couldn't do that to you," he said, "I couldn't get you killed so I let you go."

Ghost!Luca

"I was going to take you back with me," Luca said as he staked around you, "Back to America instead of leaving you in that shit hole."

You swallowed thickly, comforted in the knowledge that Luca couldn't actually hurt you.

"And yet you're here."

Luca let out a breathy chuckle and nodded.

"That's correct."

"And me? Did I ever make it to America?"

"No."

"No? What happened to me?"

"You don't want to know."

"Yes I do."

"You sure?"

"Yes!"

"You were a weakness," Luca said, looking away, "And in this life people exploit fucking weaknesses. You never stood a fucking chance."

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Passed On

@workingatthenightshift

It had all happened so fast... Luca had come home from school one day, only to find Cass... missing. He had looked for her endlessly, looking for her at every corner, until he’d encountered someone in the kitchen.. all he remembered from there was jolts of unspeakable A҉̷͏G̵̨̧͠O҉̴̵N̴͢҉Y̕͝ in his stomach and a feeling of internals spilling as he immediately collapsed into a world of darkness...

Until he woke up.

“...” “ M̸̸̡̡͘O͟͟M͜!̴҉̵͟” he called, scrambling to his feet in the darkness. “ M͜͡Ó̢M̷͏̢͘͠!͏̵.̴͢͟.́҉̵̷͡.̡̀͜͞ ̷̀́͞͝M̢O̸̢͘͜M̛͘͜͟͝ ̵͜͏҉W̷̵͠H̸̨͜E͠R̶͘͠E̴͟͢͠͡ ̴̛͘A҉̕R͘͜Ȩ̛͘ ҉̸̀́́Y̕̕͡O͏̕͘U̴̴̢̨͘?̵͏̡͞!҉̵͟͝” he shouted desperately. “ M̷̷̴͡Ớ̷̕Ò̢̀O̴͜M̕!̢́” he cried, breaking into tears. “M͜͝Ó̴͞Ǫ̀̕͜M̶̨͜͏͞.̸̴͜͡͝.̴͜.̵̢̀͢ ” 

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@purple-laughter

Death had hit him hard.

Luca had recently passed away, after having been murdered by... someone, and ended up having to face the worst fear of his life, albeit.. unconciously. He perished within a costume, which his body had been forcefully stuffed and crushed within.

It took him only a few hours to realize what was going on, and it was sitting on him. He’d died alone.. nobody but whoever his murderer was would’ve been there. He would never see his family again.

His cries for help had gone unheard, noone could see him of hear him... 

It depressed him greatly... he sat alone... at his table, in the dead of night where he used to hide whenever he was afraid... his sanctuary. There was not a sound,... Luca cried into his arms, just wanting someone to hear him. He didn’t care who...

He just didn’t want to be alone anymore.