❗️❗️The Bad Batch Spoilers❗️❗️S2 EP5❗️❗️

I'm sorry but the nicknames these clones are getting...

Hunter - Dark and Broody, Bandana

Tech - Goggles, Spectacled Spectator, Brown Eyes, Ace

Wrecker - Muscles, Big Guy

Echo - Killjoy

Omega - Tiny, Kid, noodle arms

What do yall think Crosshair's nickname would be from Cid...?

Hello!

Long time no see x)

Can I ask for prompt 5 , where Jack says " I hate you" to his S.O cuz they terrified him after being injured/got lost/ some terrible thing happened to them and got Jack worried?

I Could Never Hate You

Prompt 5 - “I hate you” “I love you too”

Jack Sparrow x Reader

Words - 438

Notes - I sorry it's so late, I’ve been so busy and distracted recently. I’m trying to get better. Hope you enjoy. :)

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“Has anyone seen (y/n)?” Jack calls out as he frantically runs around the ship, his eyes darting back and forth across the deck. There was a murmur among the crew before most called out a no or shook their head. “Maybe I’ll check the cabin again.” Jack says to no one in particular.

“(y/n)?” He calls out as he opens the door to your shared room.

“Yes?” you call back, confused as to why he sounds so frantic.

“God, I couldn’t find you, I’ve checked the whole ship twice and no one has seen you and then I thought that maybe we accidentally left you the port or you were captured or-”

You cut him off with a small kiss. “I'm completely fine Jack, I mean aside from the cut on my arm from the other day.” you look into his eyes and smile at him. “I’ve just been running around getting all the chores that no one wants to do.”

“You should be resting that arm of yours. May I have another look?” He holds your arm in his hand, careful not to touch where it's bandaged. You give him a small nod and he keeps his eyes on yours for a moment. He then lifts your sleeve over the bandage and begins to unravel it. A bit of blood has bled through and you should probably re-do the bandage anyways.

“Sit down on the bed, I’ll get you a new bandage.” Jack hurries over to the cabinet and pulls out the box of first aid things you convinced him to let you get for the ship. He hadn't liked the extra time it took to patch eachother up at first, but he slowly began to like taking care of you, and not worrying as much about whether you were going to get infected or anything.

“It looks much better.” He says as he sits down on the floor in front of the bed.

“All thanks to the medical supplies I got for us,” you say, looking at him with a smug look on your face.

“I hate you.”

“I love you too”

“You know, I don't know how you manage it,” he says while applying another bandage to your arm. “but you always seem to be right.”

“Ah, I think I was just born like that.” You smirk down at him as he ties the bandage. He leans towards you and kisses your hand resting in his, before leaving a small trail from your wrist to your lips.

“Get some rest my darling.” He whispers into your ear.

“Only if you rest with me.”

They're Stealing My Attention

They’re Stealing My Attention

Prompt # - No Prompt

Jack Sparrow x Reader

Words - 445

Notes - Mini Imagine. Hope you enjoy. :)

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After a long day at sea, you head into your shared room with Jack. You spot him sitting on the bed in the corner, watching his compas closely. He never used it anymore, it only ever pointed to one place anyways, well, one person.

He watches it as it follows you around the room, while you remove your coat, belts, and boots. He only puts it away as you walk towards him. You'd think he would stop wearing it once it couldn't help him much, but the truth of it is, jack is very protective of you. If you aren't in his sight, he constantly stops what he's doing to see where you are.

You snap out of your trance when you reach the end of the bed where he's sitting. He reaches his hands up and around your neck, gently pulling you down into a calm, sweet kiss. You lean into the kiss more, as it gets more passionate. He reaches his hands down to your thighs, pulling you onto him into a straddle position. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you as close as physically possible to him.

Your kiss breaks away suddenly when you hear a knock and a screech at the door.

“No, no, no, no, no. Tell the damned thing to go away.” Jack puts a pouty look on and crosses his arms like a child.

“C’mon Jack, you can’t honestly think he's that bad. You have the same name after all.” you smirk as you open the door. Jack comes crawling in, climbing up your body to rest on your shoulder.

“He’s going to take all of MY attention.” Jack is still pouting.

“He’s just a little tired, and he’s not bothering you in the slightest.”

“Besides taking all your attention away.” Jack mumbles to himself.

“What was that Jack?”

“Nothing! Love, put the monkey to bed and come cuddle, please.” Jack reaches his arms out like a child. I guess you could say he is a child, at least when it comes to you.

“Alright, alright.” you say. You put monkey Jack in his little hammock bed you made him a while ago. He cuddles down into it, and you tuck the blanket in around him.

“There, all nice and cozy.” you say, retreating back to your bed.

“Finally.” Jack whispers into your ear as you climb into bed. He gives you a small kiss on the forehead, wrapping his arms tightly around you. You snuggle into him, never wanting to let go. When Jack was holding the compass it always pointed to you, and when you were holding it, it would always point to him.

Hello! Could I ask for a mad hatter x reader where the reader calms him down after he gets into a rage?

Here To Help

Prompt # - No Prompt

Mad Hatter/Tarrant Hightopp x Reader

Words - 371

Notes - I’m so sorry! You sent this in when I was gone and had a lot of catching up to do and I totally missed it! Well here it is, it's really not the best, I’m really tired because it's the middle of the night where I’m at, so I may rewrite it. Hope you enjoy. :)

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“[Name]?” Alice calls out to you. Your sittin in your shared room at Tarrant’s house, in bed reading a book.

“Yes, Alice?” You respond. Alice lives there now. You two were almost inseparable, but not as much as you and Tarrant.

“Hatters gone, well,” She starts, poking her head in the room, “you see he-”

“He’s having an episode again isn’t he?” you crawl out of bed and tie on your boots before stepping over to the door of the room.

“I’m afraid so.” Alice gives you a faint smile.

“Alright, let's go.” You both run down the stairs, you grab your bag and hat on the way out the door. 

You both arrive at the castle doors, adjusting your hat as you walk in. Mirana greets you at the doors.

“Oh [Name]! It’s a good thing Alice found you. We’ve managed to help a little, but he is still yelling and pacing quite a lot.”

“Alright, where is he?”

“In his workroom.” Mirana says, leading the way. When you get there, you walk in, shutting the door behind you. 

“Hatter?” You call out. You hear some rustling before he emerges. The yelling and pacing was an understatement. He ran up to you, grabbing you at the shoulders.

“Rose, it’s a good thing you're here. You won’t believe-”

“Hatter! You're hurting me.” You wince in pain at the tight grip he has on your arms.

“Oh! O-oh, I-I’m sorry. It’s just that,” He lets out a small laugh, “well now I don’t even remember why I’m mad. I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright Hatter. I’m here to help.” You hold his face in your hands. You two sit on one of the benches and he leans his head onto yours.

“I really didn’t mean to.” You watch as his eyes turn from red and orange to a bluish green.

“It’s alright Hatter, I’m here to help you calm down, not ask for an apology.” You say, tangling your hand with his.

He goes on to tell you everything that was bothering him. You sit and listen, giving small words of encouragement. Not long after you went out for a tea party, everyone else joined you. Enjoying the rest of your day in wonderland.

Can I request 18 for Johnny x Reader?

Reader was going through a sad thing (you're free to choose what it may be) so she hid away, but Johnny finds her and comforts her and stuff like that

Hidden Away

Prompt 18 - “You know, you're quite hard to find.”

Johnny Depp x Reader

Words - 831

Notes - I feel this is longer than some of my more recent stuff, but that's probably because I actually had time to write. I hope you enjoy. :)

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You and Johnny have been dating for some time. You always seem to understand each other. Whenever either of you have a problem with anything you always work it out. Whether you're annoyed with each other or something happens at one of your works and the other person just helps them work it out. However, Johnny hasn’t been home much lately and you haven't been talking to him much. Your work has a lot going on right now as well so it almost works out, neither of you feel as bad for not being home much. However, just today you learned you were to be in charge of a new project at your work, on top of being the head of your division. You now have double the work and you can hardly keep up with all of it.

After a month of all the stress of work, without Johnny there, and the ongoing struggles of life in general, you finally cave. One night while Johnny is home you're working on some work stuff in the dining room, while Johnny is sitting across from you reading. You’ve been working for hours and can already tell you're going to break down if you keep going any longer. You stand and walk through the open arch towards the kitchen. You turn and rush up the stairs before shutting yourself in the closet of your art room, which you purposefully left pillows and blankets in for this reason. You can’t hold it in anymore and you break down. Not just crying, you're bawling your eyes out, the water pouring from your eyes is dripping on your legs, and you can’t contain the sniffles that follow.

It’s been 20 minutes, and she hasn’t come back. Johnny thought you were just running to the bathroom or grabbing something for your work. Maybe you decided to take a shower, or head to bed? But you would have told him, wouldn’t you. He decides to go upstairs and look. He first checks the bedroom, then your shared bathroom, then the huge walk in closet. He checks behind your clothes and behind his. He checks in the guest bathroom, then the guest bedroom. He checks the hallway closet, and your shared office. He makes it down to your art room. The last place up stairs. He slowly opens the door, calling out your name. He looks around, getting distracted by all of your art hanging on the walls. He hasn’t been in your art room in what feels like forever. He looks at all the different colors and shapes. All the scattered paints and chalks. He sees the potter's wheel he got you last christmas in the corner, with a wrapped project on the table next to it. He is pulled back into reality hearing a sniffle from the wall behind him. He turns around to see the closet next to the door he came in. He calls out your name again, walking towards the closet.

“My love, tell me what is wrong, please?” He opens the door and looks down to see you huddled up in a fluffy blanket surrounded by pillows.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” You say, snuggling in closer to the pillows, as if you could disappear right into them.

“Please, I wish you would have told me you weren't ok, how long has this been going on?” He questions you. He sits, leaning against the frame of the closet. 

“A month.” you mumble, looking at him over your shoulder.

“What? Darling, why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to bother you, you're so happy working on your movie.”

“No, I don't ever want you to think you can't tell me something.”

“I-I’m sorry.” Your tears have slowed and you turn to face him.

“I want you to tell me everything, and don’t summarize, I want to know every little detail.” He holds your face in his hands, giving you a kiss on the forehead.

“Now, let's get you in a nice warm bath. We can talk about it then.”

Johnny starts the bath for you while you undress and grab your favorite candle and a speaker. You play some background music and light your candle, slipping into the warm water. It’s one of those perfect baths that completely relaxes you.

“You know, you're quite hard to find.” Johnny states, rubbing your back in soothing motions.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hide.” 

“I know, now tell me everything.”

You go on to tell him everything that has been happening. He sits and listens, giving encouraging words and small kisses here and there. 

After you finish your bath, you decide to distract yourself by doing some art. Johnny decides to join you. He paints in your art room with you while you work on your pottery. After, you both lay down, tired from the hours of talking and art you just did. You fall peacefully asleep in his arms, ready for tomorrow. 

Are you joking!? Seriously, I just want to thank you all so much for all of these follows. I love writing for everyone and I hope you all enjoy my writing. 100 followers is my first step and I'm so glad we made it. In honor of this I have a couple things planned.

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Jack: I promised I would take care of you, and I intent to keep the damn promise [Name]: And to who did you promise that Jack: You know, I don't remember [Name]: So what I hear is your making up an excuse to care about what happens to me Jack: ..... Jack: No-I Jack: Damn it

Finding Dream

Chapter One - Endless Dream

Words - 678

Notes - What do we think? It’s a little different. Do you guys want chapter two? Comment and let me know. Hope you Enjoy. :)

The Book

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I met a man once. He changed the world. Or at least mine. After meeting him I was in an endless dream. A beautiful, wonderful, marvelous, dream. With an endless library in a castle and a breathtaking garden surrounding it. I would roam the halls of the castle, which resided on a hill; or walk the path that led to the stream in the woods. I was able to pet the deer and the wolves. There was a balcony, at the very top of the castle in the tallest tower. There was a bench there where I would occasionally read. A raven landed next to me sometimes, resting in my lap as I read my book. Sometimes I would talk to the raven, he would tell me stories about many different things, sometimes making them up, sometimes telling me about other people’s lives. Other times I would read him a chapter of my book. Sometimes I would go into the little town near the castle, and he would follow me there; resting on my shoulder as I shopped in the market, or sat in a small coffee shop and drank tea. He would sometimes help me pick flowers for the dining table back at the castle. We would go back to the castle and exchange the new flowers with the old, decaying ones. The castle was mostly dark colors, so the flowers brighten the palace up. I would go to the kitchen, Matthew still following me. We would talk as I made dinner, sometimes I would also bake an apple pie. After setting the table I would send Matthew to find Morpheus. He would come in moments later, greeting me with a passionate kiss. He would help me set the table. Which was extremely long for just two people, so we would just both sit in the middle. We would begin eating, I would listen as he told me about his day. He never spoke for long. He would then ask me about my day. He already knew everything, it was always the same, plus he was always watching. Still, he listened as I told him every little detail. After we finished dinner, we would lay in bed, just sitting in each other's presence. He would hold me, or lay his head on my lap, on a good day letting me play with his hair. He would fall asleep far before me, although I never really fell asleep. I mostly rested my eyes and listened to his breathing. Since I never slept, I always awoke first, gently playing with his hair till he woke. We would start our day, going our separate ways, after a goodbye kiss. Repeating everything the same as previous. Until one day I did fall asleep, after three years of being awake, I slept. I had an astonishing dream, yet it was terrifying to wake up. It was dark all around me. I lay there, paralyzed, before slowly sitting up. It was harder than normal. My eyes adjusted to the darkness and I realized I was in a hospital room. But not like the one in the castle, this was different. I saw a bell on the table beside the bed and rang it. Moments later doctors came rushing in. My breath grew heavy, it was getting harder to breath, I reached for Morpheus but he wasn't there. I was alone with strangers, in an unfamiliar room. The lights shot on and I couldn't see for a moment. I tried to speak but my mouth didn't move. I swallowed but my throat was dry, scratchy. It hurt. I tried to call for help, for someone to tell me something, anything, I just needed someone to talk to me. One of the doctors noticed my panic and came over to me. She placed her hands on my shoulders, leaning down to match her eyes with mine. “Mam? Mam can you hear me?” I gave her a small nod, “Good, can you speak?” I shook my head. “Mam, you've been in a coma; for three years.”

I'm not sure we're to submit my request on the classroom but I wanted to ask if you could do 24 for Jack X reader where Jack has to go to shipwreck cove to meet his father and Teague says hurtful stuff to Jack - Jack idk storms away or sth and later when reader finds him and confronts him about what happened they stands up for/ defend him in front of his father ?

Mouthful of Sh*t

Prompt 24 - “I’m Fine.”

Jack Sparrow x Reader

Words - 604

Notes - There is a question on the google classroom for special requests, you can answer it to submit your request. (please specify if you want it shared privately or publicly if you do). I know this really wasn't my best, but I need to get stuff out here! I have more coming soon, hopefully this weekend I'm going to update my chapters. Hope you enjoy :)

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“Why are we meeting your father again?” you ask, following Jack up the winding stairs.

“Well isn’t it polite to check on me father every once in a while?” Jack responds, turning his head to smile at you.

“Right.” there was a hint of question in your voice. You didn’t quite believe him, he never really checked on his father. You’ve lived with him long enough to know that.

You followed him through the winding halls and up and down staircases, until you made it to a large room filled with a large dining table and lots of chairs. It was filthy, more than even Jack’s ship, which you didn’t know was possible

“Why were there so many hallways and stairs to get here?” you ask him, as he sits in a chair at the head of the table.

“Only a true pirate can find this room, otherwise you could get lost forever. It’s so that anyone in this room is protected, no navy or outsider could find us here.”

“Unless, you have a map.” came a voice from the corner.

“Dad! So good to see you.” Jack stood immediately and spread his arms walking towards his dad. Of course, he dropped them before stopping in front of his dad. Captain Teague sat in an old rocking chair at the end of the room.

“Son you’ve got some explaining to do.” Jack's dad stared at Jack with a frown on his face.

“What?” Jack’s face immediately turned to a frown.

“You know what, Jack.”

“No, I don’t.” 

“Oh god, I’m gonna need some rum to sit through this, Jack, I'll be back, if I don’t pass out or get lost.” You butt into their ongoing debate.

“Right then, darling.”

You quickly disappear through the doors, making sure to take the same way you took to get here.

You quickly find your way back to the ship, grabbing a large bottle of rum, Jack will want some. You take a long swig before starting back through the maze of halls and stairs. You stop a couple of times, taking a swig of rum before continuing on.

You're stomping up a flight of stairs before bumping into someone.

���Shi-, oh, Jack it's just you. I brought some rum. Did I miss the whole thing?” you ask before taking another long swig and handing him the bottle. He only takes the bottle before chugging part of it and continuing down the stairs. 

“Jack?” you call out, but there's no response. You decide to continue up the stairs and confront his dad.

After yelling at Jack’s dad, you now have to find Jack. The first place you look is the deck, then the dining room on the ship, then the captain's quarters. And there he is, multiple empty bottles laying around him.

“Jack, I heard what happened.” you say, sitting down next to him.

“You should leave.” is all he says.

“Well, yes, I probably should, your dad didn’t like the mouthful I gave him, but I wont leave without you saying we can.” you stare into his eyes. The eyes you fell for so long ago. Jack turned to look at you, questioning what you meant for a minute.

“Mouthful eh?” was all he said.

“Yes, and I’ll tell you all about it when we get going.”

“I’d like to get going very soon then.”

“Right, but first, Jack, are you okay?” you hold your gaze on his eyes.

“I’m fine. I’m always fine.”

“Jack, I patch some part of you up after every fight you get into.”

“And that’s why I’m fine, because you're always here.”

Not on the prompts list, but imagine carefully brushing the tangles out of Edward's hair.

Tangles

Prompt # - No Prompt

Edward Scissorhands x Reader

Words - 350

Notes - CONTINUATION OF A LITTLE LONGER. Go read it for the back story. Hope you Enjoy. :)

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You woke up to the soft breathing of Edward. Careful not to wake him you slowly got out of bed and walked down into the kitchen. You started making pancakes, and Edward came down a little while later.

“You're just in time, pancakes are almost done.” you turn to smile at him before taking the last pancake of the pan. “Done!” You bring the plate over to the table where he was sitting and set down the plate.

“Syrup.” Edward mutters while stabbing a pancake with this hand.

“What?” You turn to him as he looks up at you.

“You forgot the syrup.” He says, louder this time so you could hear him.

“Oh! Right, I almost forgot. Let me grab that real quick.” you smile and turn back towards the kitchen and make your way to the fridge.

“Here it is.” you mutter to yourself. You grab a little bowl to pour it in, and make your way back to the dining table.

“Here we are.” you set down the bowl and pour some syrup in for edward.

“Thank you.”

“Mmhmm.” you sit down across from him and begin to eat your pancakes as well.

After eating for a little while you clean up and go back over to the dining table.

“Edward, have you ever thought about brushing the tangles out of your hair?”you ask.

“No, should I have?” he replies.

“Well, no, not really, but would you like me to get them out?”

“Umm, yes please.” he says with one of his big smiles.

You spend the rest of the day slowly trying to get the tangles out of his hair. Your hands would hurt so every so often you would take a break. By the end of the day you got them all out. Relieved, you sat on the couch, letting out a sigh.

“Did that trouble you?” Edward sits next to you.

“No, I enjoyed spending the day with you.” you gave him a reassuring smile before resting your head on his shoulder.

“Would you like to get some rest?”

“Yes, thank you Edward.”

How about 2 and 4 for Gellert?

I Can't Lose You

Prompt 2 - Losing you would be a nightmare

Prompt 4 - But you have me now

Gellert Grindelwald x Reader

Words - 358

Notes - I’m so sorry this took so long. Hope you Enjoy :)

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It's been about six months since Gellert has been captured. Since he's been captured you've bought a small house practically in the middle of nowhere (it's not like you haven't done some bad things as well). You've started a little garden with fruits and veggies. Over the months you've kept the house clean. You've furnished it to your liking and have decorated it beautifully. You don't see people much besides when you go into town to shop every so often. It's a small town and you haven't had any problems. You've tried to keep up with any recent news about Gellert but staying hidden and keeping up with everything is hard to do. You're sitting in the garden on your swing bench, reading the most recent newspaper (that you own), when all of a sudden you see a carriage fly down extremely fast and land in front of your home. You pull your wand from its spot on your belt. You close your book and slowly get up and walk to the gate of the fence. You watch as the door slowly opens and out steps a man. The man you’ve been waiting for for six months. The love of your life and the one who was taken from you. Gellert closes the door behind him and looks into your eyes. You remain motionless behind the gate. At a loss for words and motion, staring into the eyes of your lover.

“Is it really you?” you softly ask.

“It is, my love, I have left you for far too long.” he cautiously walks towards you. Not sure if you fully believe him.

“Oh my god.” you almost whisper. Suddenly unlocking the gate, sending it flying open. You rush into his arms, sharing a small hug, then a very passionate kiss. 

When you break free you stare into his eyes a little longer. “I thought I was going to lose you. I couldn't bear it, losing you would be a nightmare”

“Yes, but you have me now.”

“I know. Let's get you cleaned up, huh?” you give him a small smile, before taking his hand and leading him inside.

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People/Characters I will write for:

Captain Jack Sparrow (POTC)

Tarrant Hightopp/Mad Hatter (AIW)

Edward Scissorhands (ES)

Johnny Depp

Gellert Grindelwald (HP)

Sir James Barrie (FN)

Sweeny Todd (ST)

The Sandman/Dream/Morpheus (TS)

(Message me if you would like me to look into other people/characters)

Prompt List 1

Prompt List 2

Johnny Depp's Shelf

Imagines/Headcannons

Tea Party With The Mad Hatter - Tarrant Hightopp x Reader

A Little Closer - Edward Scissorhands x reader

Please Open The Door - Captain Jack Sparrow x Reader (prompt list)

Are You Okay? Captain Jack Sparrow x Reader (prompt list)

Open This Door Right Now Or I Swear I'll Break It Down - Captain Jack Sparrow x Reader (prompt list)

The Long Run - Captain Jack Sparrow x Reader (prompt list)

Can We Stay Like This Forever - Johnny Depp x Reader (prompt list)

A Calm Storm - Johnny Depp x Reader (prompt list)

I Love You - Johnny Depp x Reader (prompt list)

You Deserve Everything - Jack Sparrow x Reader (prompt list)

I Didn't Mean To Say That - Johnny Depp x Reader (prompt list)

I Can't Lose You - Gellert Grindelwald x Reader (prompt list)

Tangles - Edward Scissorhands x Reader

They're Stealing My Attention - Captain Jack Sparrow x Reader

Hidden Away - Johnny Depp x Reader (prompt list)

I Could Never Hate You - Jack Sparrow x Reader (prompt list)

Mouthful of Sh*t - Jack Sparrow x Reader (prompt list)

Series

I Belive I Fell From The Sky - Tarrant Hightopp x Reader

Morpheus's Shelf

Imagines/Headcannons

Series

Finding Dream - Morpheus x Reader

Finding Dream

Chapter Two - Awake

Words - 541

Notes - Would anyone like to know what Morpheus is doing while your not with him? Let me know in the comments! Also, I know this one is short, its more of a filler for the next chapter(s). Hope you Enjoy. :)

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Sitting in shock. Unable to move, unable to speak, my thoughts are racing around in my head, they are all off track. “N-No” I’m finally able to muster out a word.

“I’m sorry, mam I didn’t catch that.” A nurse walks over to me, “Can you tell us who you are?”

“[N-N-Name]” my throat ached,it hurt to speak, “m-my name is, [F-First Name Last Name]. Where is my h-husband?”

“Hold on, let me pull up your documents.” The nurse pulled her cart over next to the bed. She typed something in and just stared at the screen for a moment. “Mam, I’m sorry but, there is no record of a husband here. Did you get a divorce? Or did he pass away?”

“W-What, no, I was just with him. We were l-laying in bed and I woke up here.” I try to sit up more but my body wont let me.

“Ms. [Name], we rescued you from a car accident. You had no form of identification. You’ve been in a coma.”

“No!” I try to yell but it comes out in a fit of coughs. “Please, I’ve been living with him for the past three years!”

“Mam, do you remember anything from before your coma?” The lady was holding my shoulders now, pushing me back down to a lying position.

“I told you! I’ve never been in a coma!” I try to fight back but my body is too weak. “Please, Morpheus would believe me.”

“[Name], I’m going to need you to calm down.” The nurse put just enough pressure on my shoulders to hold me down without hurting me. my breathing quickened but I stopped resisting. I looked to my left at the window. There was snow falling and I could tell I was pretty high up. But then something familiar happened, a raven landed on the window. My eyes met for what felt like eternity. I slowly looked back up at the nurse before closing my eyes. Maybe if I fall asleep I shall awake back in bed with Morpheus.

I did not awake back in bed with Morpheus, I awoke just as quickly as I fell asleep. If I did dream I do not remember a single thing. I ring the bell next to my bed again, this time a woman comes in shortly after. “When can I go home?” I ask as she closes the door behind her.

“Mam, as of now there is nowhere for you to go. You no longer own your apartment nor a stable job. Your only option is for you to reach out to your family.” The nurse politely tells me.

“Morpheus is the only family I have.” I respond.

“Do you know his phone number or email address?” The nurse questions.

“He doesn't have a phone or an email, there's no electronics where he lives.” I tell her.

“Well, if you know where he lives, maybe we can send him a letter?” She offers. It was at that moment that I realized, I have no clue where he lives. I have no clue where I had been living for the past three years, and now that I’m thinking about it, what happened prior to those three years? Who am I?

Finding Dream

Chapter Three - The Visits

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Notes - Hope you Enjoy. :)

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It’s been almost a week since I awoke from my supposed coma, and I’m slowly remembering certain things, like where my previous apartment was and where I worked. I had a dog/cat named [Pet’s Name]. I was on my way to my mother’s funeral, and was running late, which is why I didn't have my license, why I was speeding, why I was almost killed, and why I was all alone. My mother was my last relative alive. So all my stuff was gone, [Pet’s Name] was gone. Everything and everyone was gone. I still don’t remember everything, like I didn't remember how old I was or my middle name until they told me. I am slowly learning to walk and chew again, and I’m allowed to roam the hospital. My savings is covering everything so far, and I got things like my ID/drivers license, and bank account information back. I don’t know exactly what's going to happen to me yet. How am I going to be able to get an apartment or job?  I’m currently ignoring all of these problems and eating a cup of jello in my hospital room, while reading a book. All of a sudden a shadow appears in front of me, and a dark figure is standing there. “Hello?” I call out in a shaky voice.

“[Name], I’ve found you, at last, you can come home now” The figure moves closer, stepping into the faint light of the lamp beside my bed. 

“Morpheus?” I question, “No, you were-are a dream. This is all in my head. How-How are you-” He cuts me off.

“My love, While I am dream I am most certainly real. Who has told you all of this?” He holds his hand up to hold my face but puts it back down when I flinch away.

“No, I’m recovering, you shouldn’t be here.” I say. My mind is starting to question what's real and what is not. Before I can ask, Morpheus is surrounded by some kind of magic. The last thing I hear from him is a faint “No” before he is completely gone. “Morpheus?” I look around, almost expecting him to be somewhere else in the room, but he is nowhere to be found. “See,” I say to myself, “you are recovering.”

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It’s been so long since that night. I’ve learned that I don't grow old, I’m basically immortal. One of my neighbors comes by every so often with a basket, usually full of treats or flowers. I don’t think I ever learned her name now that I’m thinking about it. I’ve moved into a nice little cottage and have a job at a library in a small town. I’ve also been writing in my spare time, I’ve never shared my stories with anyone though. My cottage is on the edge of the forest, surrounded by many, many flowers. I like to go for long walks in the woods to help clear my head and give me ideas. Sometimes I’ll bring my notebook or my laptop to write things that pop into my head. Today I’m strolling through the woods, on the usual path, when a faint memory comes back to me. I’m struggling to remember if it really happened or not. It’s from when I was in the hospital, there was a man. He was dressed in all black, you could see the whole galaxy in his eyes. His coat seemed to float around him, as if it wasn't really a coat at all. He was trying to tell me something… Oh well, it was probably just a part of my imagination. I come upon an old tree in a small clearing. It’s a willow tree, and it has resided here as long as I can remember. I duck down under its branches and sit against its trunk. I pull my laptop from my basket, along with my bottle of water and  small apple pastry. I pull up a blank document and begin to write. I write wonderful stories about a girl, living in a castle with a strange man. She loves him very much, and they talk very little in each other's presence. They live in unison, like they are meant to be together, like they are soulmates, each from a different star, so far yet so close. The more I write, the more I come up with. The words flow through my mind as if they were always there. Like I had really lived this and I was just waking up from a coma. Wouldn't that be ironic, I think to myself, I was in a coma. I slowly start to drift off into my imagination and without realizing it I have fallen asleep. I’m leaning against something, or someone. I inch closer, not wanting to break the contact. I look out, I’m still in the same spot under the willow tree, but something feels different, off. I look to my side, where I see a man. He is wearing all black, ang looks like he hasn't slept in ages. “Dream?” I say, looking into the tall figures eyes

“I’m sorry my love, I cannot stay, but I will be back for you, I promise.” He holds my chin up with his fingers. They feel cold, like they’ve come out of a freezer, awaiting something warm. I slowly reach up and lightly wrap my hands around his. I hold both his hands in my lap, trying my best to keep as much warmth on them as I can. He looks in my eyes for a moment before leaning over and giving me a slow, warm kiss. His lips are cold, yet he makes me feel so warm.

“I’ll be back, I promise.” and with that, he's gone. And now is when I start to question, have I been recovering from a coma, or have I been in one?

Something New...

Hey! So I'm back. With a new person...

I'm now also writing for Morpheus, just because I'm recently obsessed with him...

-Rose❤

Prompt List 2

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REQUESTS ARE OPEN

“Don’t look for any redeeming qualities, I don’t have any.”

“I love you, you enormously stubborn pain in the ass.”

“Remind me to kill you… please”

“And please somehow makes that better?”

“I hate you.” “I love you too.”

“I turned out liking you a lot more than I originally planned.”

“She’s hot, probably the devil, but hot.”

“Can you be serious for two seconds, I’m trying to hide a body here.”

“Someones cranky.” “Someone needs to shut up.”

“Do you plan on paying for that?”

“Can I buy you a drink?” 

“No, but I’ll take the money.”

“___ tried to warn me about you, but I didn’t listen. Now look at me.”

“You want to kill me? Get in line.”

“I’m breathing, I’m fine.”

“You’re like glass, I break you, yet I’m the one bleeding.”

“I’m not doing anything for you until you tell me how you're still alive.”

“You know, your quite hard to find.”

“Yes I know, I did that on purpose.”

“Why are you still here?”

Because I care about you, you asshole.”

“Now, take a moment to think, because you may have my gun but I’ve got your… this thing.”

“You don’t even know what that is, or how to use it.”

“I’m fine.”

“Are you sure, you don’t look very… lively”

“You might want to catch me when I faint.”

“I could agree with you, but then we would both be wrong.”

“Don’t worry, this isn’t my blood.”

“I’m not leaving with you.”

“Well I’m not leaving without you”

All right yall, I've tried my best but I don't think it's going to work. I love writing and I might still do it on the side sometimes but I can't keep doing requests and stuff like that. I have a lot going on in my life and I just can't keep up with it. I also want to incorporate a lot more star wars into my page because that's what I'm into. I'm sorry to everyone about this and I hope you will still hang out with me. Requests are closed but feel free to still start a convo I'll gladly respond.

-Rose ❤️