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HAPPY 20TH TO MY FAVORITE SHOW 🥳
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Happy (very very late lol) Birthday to Danny Phantom.
I can't believe the show is 20 years old.
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My love,
I keep hearing your people talk about how destructive I am. Is that what you think too? I assure you, none of what I’m doing is willingly, none of it is to harm your people. And certainly not you…
I just wished that I would not have to meet you for one moment and leave the next. I want to hold you and tell you how beautiful you are. Kiss you and caress you all night. Spend the whole day with you while our friends tease us on how we never leave each other’s sides.
They still do, don’t they? Our friend keeps telling me how in love with you I am. They’re not wrong.
But do you really have to keep pushing me away every chance you get? Is this all I’m fated for? To touch for a moment and retreat the next? For everyone to curse me whenever I hurt after you push me away? Everyone keeps protecting you. They’re not wrong. A beautiful piece nature, such as yourself, certainly needs to be protected. So why am I cursed every time I try to hold onto you and protect you? Is it so bad that I want to keep you all to myself?
But I suppose the nights are ours. You push me away all day, while our friend watches and keeps an eye on us. But nights…I do love them. When I can keep you. Love you. Caress you. And we talk and we dance and we love. I forgot to tell you last night, love. You truly are a wonderful singer.
Where was I? Forgive me, I lost myself thinking about how beautiful you looked last night. I shall bring you a gift tonight. Those shells? The green ones. You told me you loved them. So you shall have one. I will bring it.
I want you, my love. I love you so much, so so so much than you know. So I pray, stop pushing me away. I mean no harm. I do not want to break you, watch you crumble. I wish hell rains on whoever wishes to break you, harm you. And you know I’m capable of doing that. Of destroying anyone who wishes you harm.
That got slightly frightening for a moment, I suppose…you’ve said I sometimes get terrifying. I asked you how you felt about that. So you changed the topic. That’s quite a terrible habit you have. Constantly deflecting the topics you do not wish to talk about. But I like it at instances. The topics you find are, interesting, you could say.
Now I am the one deflecting the topic. I simply wished to tell you that I loved you, and here I am thinking about all the things I love about you. I love you, darling. And even though I say it a lot, I doubt you understand the depth of it. I love you with all that I am, and that is quite big I have been told. Please remember that the next time someone harms you, I would be right here to give them what they deserve.
Sincerely,
Your love,
The Sea.
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“Est unus ex nobis. Nos defendat eius."
She is one of us. We protect her.”
― Grayson Davenport Hawthorne, The Hawthorne Legacy
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Grayon hawthorne x desi!reader dating headcanons
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A/N: idk what I was high on when I wrote this but here it is. This is also the first time I'm writing anything like this so if you guys have any suggestions or otherwise pls do say so. Lemme know if I should make a part 2 cause I had many ideas for it.
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1. Ok so we already know that grayon is a curious person by nature so he'll try to learn about your culture and much as he can.
2. He'll absolutely loveeee when you dress in your traditional clothing.
3. Imagine full photo shoot and stuff.
4.Lovesss to see you get ready. Imagine him gifting jhumkas🥹
5.FUSION DATE NIGHTS
6.I imagine my guy doesn't have a good spice tolerance and the first time he tried your food his face becomes all red and he drinks all the milk in the house to calm down.
7. Tries to increase his spice tolerance so yall can enjoy the food.
8. Will try to eat with hands for you idk i feel like he'll like it too @lanterns-and-daydreams
9. Still prefers coffee to tea but will drink it with you.
10. Gives side eye whenever someone calls it cHaI TeA.
11. Evening teas together 🥹.
12. Ready to throw hands if anyone says ANYTHING to you.
13. And by that I mean anything racist or otherwise.
14. Extremely protective but makes sure not to be too much or suffocating.
15. If you're new to the country, he'll take you to all the tourist spots and the places you wanna see.
16. Will buy out the entire place or rent it out if it's too crowded lol
17. ABSOLUTELY LOVES IT WHEN YOU PUT MEHANDI (HENNA)
18. Will hold your hands and trace the designs until they go off.
19. Will try to make some designs himself.
20. IMAGINE PUTTING A RIDDLE OR SOMETHING LIKE DESIGN ON YOUR HAND AND TELLING HIM TO SOLVE IT.
21. Whenever there is a festival around the corner will always ask if you're putting mehandi again and if he can do it for you. Ok I'm obsessed with this
22. He would try to learn your language and surprise you with it.
23. IMAGINE IF HE TRIES TO MAKE POEMS FOR YOU IN YOUR LANGUAGE
24. NSFW HEADCANON
Ok imagine this
He got you a cute Payal which has small bells on it. AND THEN HE RAILS YOU WHILE YOUR LEGS ARE ON HIS SHOULDERS AND HE CAN HEAR THE BELLS EJEJJKSKSKWNDJEKEKEKEK
For reference in case you didn't understand this is what I'm referring to
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Tagging: @lanterns-and-daydreams @hearthown @shuhuaspookie
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Love You To The ִ ֶ֢࣪⋆ 𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓷 (And To *ੈ✩‧₊˚𝓢𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷)
so i saw this post by @never-enough-novels, and aneesha was looking over my shoulder like "cass, you should totally write for that) so obviously, i did. aneesha, ye aapke lie hai (don't judge i used google translate) also, i know i have fics left. but no one said i can't write a oneshot for my best friend <33
Grayson Hawthorne x Desi!reader (but can also be read as just a reader)
"Do you really have to go?" Grayson asks you, his hands around your waist. You blow a stray lock of your hair off your face, looking at his silver-gray eyes in the mirror.
"I don't really have a choice, jaan."
He scoffs. "They advanced your meeting, love. You don't have to bow to them, or be a people pleaser."
He shifts, and while he keeps one arm on your waist, his body is next to yours instead of behind.
Your kohl-lined eyes widen as your look at him in the eyes. His hair is still ruffled from last night and you can see his (previously neatly pressed) shirt now all ruffled.
Then you raise your hand, filled with bracelets and promise rings, and lay it on his cheek.
He leans into your touch as though it is the only thing grounding him.
He has ways of making you feel special.
"As much as I would like to deny being a people pleaser, I was raised like that. To be the least comfortable person in the room. Best to make everyone happy before I'm happy, right? And Gray," you laugh, a small laugh that lasted all of two seconds, "that's my company. I can't show up late for my own meeting, can I?"
"No one will say anything if you're late for your own meeting, jaan."
Your breath catches.
It's not like it's the first time he's ever used that endearment with you. He's used countless others, too.
But every single time he calls you jaan, you melt. Oh, he loves you, and you love him.
"Only because you'd pull some strings, Gray."
"How good of a fiancé would I be if I didn't want to spend time with my future bride?"
Your lips near his ears, and you whisper, "we spent enough time together last night. Enough that my ancestors are rolling in their graves at the amount of" you gasp, a small, theatrical gasp "time we spent."
Then you pull away, and pretend to ignore his blushing face.
That man was stuck in the regency.
You adjust your scarf, and make sure your earrings are straight before you walk to the dressing table and collect your bag.
Another gift.
He walks to you, and his arms are around your waist again.
You'd noticed that physical touch was his love language. And you liked touch.
"At least give me a kiss before you leave." He says.
Years ago, this wasn't the Grayson Hawthorne you'd met. That man was cold and closed off and never seemed to care.
Then he met you, and you met him. What started as a fake arrangement led to something oh so real that you couldn't even fathom not meeting him in his office to repay that loan your father had taken from his grandfather.
His lips are now near yours, and right before they touch, he stops.
Another thing he always did was ask before he kissed you. Even after years, he asked.
He always asked.
"May I?" He whispered.
"Always." You whisper back, and your lips meet in the middle in a perfect fit.
Like you were always meant to be together.
Like the two of you were two parts of one heart. The two of you'd met with your hearts broken, but they'd broken in perfect pieces.
The broken, shattered piece of his heart fit flawlessly with your torn and splintered one.
The two of you pulled away, and a bit of your lipstick was on his lips, and smudged on yours.
"I love you, you know that, right?" He whispers when your foreheads touch. This moment was tailored just for the two of you.
"Yes. And I love you more."
"Impossible."
"I love you to the moon and back."
You can practically hear his lips quirk up. "I love you to the moon and to Saturn."
"Do you, now?"
"You dare to question the amount of love I have for you?"
You laugh, and you see how his face lights up. "Oh, I don't dare to question you. You're almost always right."
"Almost?"
"Fine, fine, jaan. You're always right."
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a very short grayson hawthorne x desi!reader hc
- okay this can intimidate literally ANYONE except desi parents, okay? one look from them and he is intimidated.
- if your parents's english is not good he will be scared to meet them bc he wouldn't be able to tell them how much he loves their daughter (he'll learn your mother tongue)
- he is desperate for their approval (though any desi parents will say yes v soon once they know about the money he come from)
- okay now coming to weddings. TWO WEDDINGSSSSSSS. like nick jonas and proyanka chopra.
- one smol white wedding and a grand desi wedding
- him in a kurta. just imagine.
- also i can see him asking "why is there a picture of zayn malik in every street"
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Kurta and Watches(Grayson hawthorne x desi!reader)
ANOTHER SHORT IMAGINE FOR MY DESI GIRLIES. AHAHA. it's very short
Grayson stares at the small cafe still deciding whether or not to go in. He is very hungry and the cafe looks like they serve good pastries. He raised his wrist to check the time, if he decides to go elsewhere he'll be late for him meeting. Sighing he gets out of his SUV and headed towards the cafe. It was lovely. There was a queue of 3 people. When it was finally his turn he ordered a muffin and a black coffee. He decided he'll eat it in his car and was walking towards the exist door as someone, a girl in radiant pink outfit brushed passed him, he could feel the material of her dress on his hand.
She stopped walking and stepped closer to him, he didn't realise what has happened until she gave him an awkward yet captivating smile and looked down to his wrist.
A part of her outfit was caught on his watch. It was like a scarf but made of net.
"I’m sorry about that" she chuckled and twisted her scarf and threw it over her shoulder. He was stuck in the moment when her hands reached down his and removed the fabric from his watch. He blinked a couple times and came back to reality.
"It's alright" He couldn't help himself. "Lovely outfit. What is it called?"
"It's a kurta, well this thing" She pointed at the scarf "is called dupatta" She smiles. "And thank you by the way."
He gave her a nod and she goes to order her food.
Dupatta. He made a mental note.
a/n: so sorry for referring dupatta as scarf my white boy just don't know about it okay????
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Grayon hawthorne x desi reader mini dating headcannons
A/n: I swear I'll write more cause my head is swimming with ideas now
Appreciate all reblogs and comments <33
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-You know how our mothers will put oil on our hair? Do that to grayson and at first he'll get scared and then start relaxing lmao.
He'll practically start purring and melting after a while😭 (courtesy of @darlingnemesis )
-Before meeting all the extended family he'll make a spreadsheet about them and everything about them so he can atleast try to woo them.
-HE DOES NOT LIKE THE AUNTIES AND WILL STAY 6 FEET AWAY FROM THEM TOO.
-Is ready to throw hands if they say anything to you about your relationship or otherwise.
-Lovesss gifting you jewellery and espicially bangles.
-Imagine him writing shayri for you. He'll go full poet on you and be extremely romantic about it.
-During monsoon you guys make pakoras together and have tea. It's sort of like a ritual after a while.
-Goes absolute feral after seeing you in a saree for the first time.
-Is able to handle the heat cause Texas is hot as it is and he is used to it.
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So, what movie do you guys wanna watch?
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May the 2024 festivities begin
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WHAT UP PHANDOM 👻👻👻
I AM EXPERIENCING PHANTOM BRAINROT AGAIN
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So, what movie do you guys wanna watch?
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So, what movie do you guys wanna watch?
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i have important exams from the next week..... Better work
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