This Is Such A Great Finale. The Whole Series Was So Well Written And You Did Such A Great Job Wrapping

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rotations. bonus! little izumi

your writing is so good! and rotations is amazing! may I request a little something about Zuko and reader practicing their fire bending together and then Izumi maybe realizes she’s not a bender and feels kinda sad but then they comfort her and tell her that she’s still very special? thanks!

hello!! and thank u so much for requesting this :) i hope u like it!! 

if you haven’t read rotations, you can read it HERE!

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What If...? I // Alive!Luke Patterson

Summary: The story of Sunset Curve if someone had been able to stop them from the fatal street dogs. A rock and roll family legacy, the reader meets Luke at a concert where he decides she is his endgame, this is a story of their life together.

Warning: Swearing, fluff, female!reader, do street dogs count now??

Words: 3.0k

Requested: By @beautifulblogsblog . The request was detailed so this request with be 5 parts and shorter since I have no clue where 3.0k came from?! Enjoy.

A/N: Interesting fact about the stand where the guys get the streets dogs is the name of shady business is a play on words. Say the name fast and you’ll catch on.

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Los Angeles, Early 1990s

Sunset Curve started as a fun little project for a group of four teenagers from all walks of life and different stories. It came about when a kind blonde boy was trying to find a socially acceptable way to hang out with someone he was currently seeing. It worked because Alex had learnt drumming as a way to work his frustrations out, he didn’t feel like he could punch someone, so boxing was a no go. Luke, the guy he was seeing, had received a guitar from his parents and self-taught himself how to play. The Patterson parents believed it would be a phase and he’d get serious about education.

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A truly great chapter, it was adorable!

Almost A Thousand Years - The Lady of the Lake | Hisirdoux Casperan

Plot:  You’ve known Hisirdoux Casperan for almost a thousand years.  You’ve hated him for almost a thousand years.  And for almost a thousand years, you’ve been cursed to feel each others pain.  But somewhere in that time, things changed.  [Hisirdoux Casperan x Mostly Gender Neutral but Probably Female Presenting Based on How Historical Men Treat Them!Reader]

Word Count:  7,269

Warnings: angst angst angst angst angst, (Y/N) has decided to try and fight those talking doors

A/N:  HERE Y’ALL GO

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Under the cover of darkness, you found somewhere a little more private where you couldn’t be overheard, sending Archie to watch over past Douxie and, if he saw them, past you.

The small room was dimly lit, reminding you of other places you had visited; ones lit by candles that smelled of herbs and blood.  The familiarity was comforting, and to be honest, you really needed that at that exact second.  You heard Douxie shut the door, using magic to lock it, while you moved to lean on the wall near the window.  You stared at your hands.  There was a slight tremor in your fingers.  You almost felt sick.

“(Y/N), you don’t- you don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to,”  despite his desperation to understand the situation earlier, he didn’t want to force you into anything you didn’t want to do.  But this wasn’t optional.  You had to tell him.

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Turkey Day

summary: reader gets out of thanksgiving

warnings: none

word count: 452

a/n: heres a tiny fix-it fic for my fucking life. written while hiding from family members, bon appetit

Douxie was re-shelving some books that a customer brought downstairs and then didn’t buy. He could hear you pick up the phone and start a conversation down at the counter.

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This is amazing!!!!

i used to watch julie e os fantamas (brazilian/original version) in high school with my friends 10 years ago. now i’m watching it again and talking to same friends about it. i love the new version and willex was by far one of the best new things in it!

This is why I don’t tell 99% people im bisexual

This is so great, I almost cried. I can't wait for more!

Second Chances - Part 2 (Reggie x Reader)

(Part 1)

Pairing: Julie and the Phantoms - Reggie x Reader

Summary: Y/N and Reggie have been together for two wonderful, beautiful years. And then they both die. Bummer. But their afterlives offer them a second chance at their relationship and what they both love doing best - making music.

Word Count: 1.3k

A/N: Thank you so much on the love for part one! Part two honestly flew out of me y’all. The reunion ended up being longer than anticipated so I hope you all enjoy, let me know if you want to be tagged, feel free to send in requests, and as always thank you so much for reading! - Abbey xo

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“No way.” I gasped. “No freakin’ way.” 

It was the studio. Our studio. Where we had spent hours and hours as Sunset Curve, making music, laughing, living out our dreams. What the hell was I doing standing outside of it? How the hell was I standing outside of it? 

I startled as the door opened and a young girl walked out, maybe 16. She was looking over her shoulder and laughing before she turned and caught sight of me. She stopped in her tracks, raising her eyebrows.

“Um, hi?” she said. “Who are you?” She crossed her arms.

“Who am I? Who the hell are yo -” I started, my voice cutting off as a boy followed her out of the studio. “Luke?” I whispered, my voice breaking. And it was. There he was, Luke Patterson, my best friend, standing in the doorway of our studio and staring at me with his mouth hanging open.

“Wait, you can see them?” the girl asked, looking back and forth between Luke and I.

“Them?” I breathed, not daring to get my hopes up about who them could be. A loud laugh sounded as Alex stumbled out of the garage, stopping short as he saw me.

“Y/N?” he asked, stepping closer to me, looking like he had seen a ghost.

He had, but you know what I mean.

“Oh my god.” I sobbed. Luke. Alex. That meant - 

Time all but stopped as Reggie walked out of the studio. 

“Wait guys what are we looking at -” his voice trailed off as he saw me. “Oh my god.” he whispered, stepping past the boys and unknown girl and closer to me. “Y/N?” he asked, his voice choking as he stared at me in disbelief. The sound of my name coming from his mouth had me launching myself at him, sobbing.

“Reg. Oh my god, Reggie.” I cried as he caught me in his arms. I vaguely registered the sounds of Luke and Alex ushering the girl away, but I was too caught up in Reggie; his arms and feel and smell. I was overwhelmed by everything about him. “I’m so sorry baby. I’m so so sorry. I didn’t mean anything I said I’m sorry I love you I love you I love you -” I cried, hugging him tightly. His grip matched mine, as if we were both afraid that the other would disappear.

“Shh, baby. Shh. It’s okay, it’s okay.” he whispered, pulling back to look at my face, brushing the tears from my cheeks even as tears flowed down his own. I stared at him, trying to drink all of him in as I gripped his arms. “How?” he asked, his voice breaking, looking at me in disbelief before smiling. 

“I don’t know.” I said, returning his smile as he leaned down and pressed his forehead against mine. “How are you here?” I asked, tracing the planes of his face with my fingers. 

“It’s a long story.” he chuckled, leaning into my touch. “But first, there is something that I’ve been desperately needing to do for 25 years.” he said, gripping my waist and pulling me closer as he leaned in.

Our lips met and I thought I was dying all over again. In a good way this time. Every inch of me felt like I was exploding, his lips moved against mine and I ran my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer as his hands against my waist tightened. I wanted to get closer, needed to get closer to him. God, I would never get enough of him. This kiss reminded of our first one 27 years ago, full of fire and sparks and electricity -

“Wait.” I said, pulling back and breathing heavily, leaving Reggie with his eyes still closed and leaning forward, lips still slightly puckered. “Did you say twenty five years?”

“Uh, um, yeah, I did.” he said, still in a daze. His hand brushed my cheek lightly, as if to check that I was still real. “It’s - it’s a long story. That would probably be told better with the boys to help.” He leaned down to kiss me again, soft pecks this time. Once, twice, three times before he sighed, leaning his forehead against mine again. “You’re real.” he whispered, as if saying it too loudly would make me disappear. 

“I am.” I replied softly before smiling. “Or at least as real as a ghost can be.” He chuckled lightly. “Speaking of ghosts,” I said, turning away from Reggie to the direction I had heard the boys leaving. “You can come out now!” I called. I laughed as I heard whooping and cheering as Alex and Luke flew down the steps, the girl following them. 

“We were definitely listening.” Luke beamed as they came to a halt in front of me. I squeezed Reggie’s hand before letting go and stepping forward, taking a moment to stare at my two best friends. “Welcome home, Y/N.” Luke softly, still smiling at me. I laughed as I flung my arms around him, feeling his wrap around my waist tightly as he buried his face in my neck.

“It is very good to be here.” I replied, the smile on my face so wide my cheeks hurt. I heard a slight sniffle to the left of me and blindly reached out, grabbing the air until I made contact with Alex’s shirt. “Get your ass over here Alex.” I said, pulling his shirt and drawing him into the hug. We stood like that for a moment, holding each other, before I felt Reggie come up behind me and wrap his arms around me too. I breathed in as I gripped Luke and Alex, smiling as I was sandwiched in the middle of our group hug. A few more moments passed as we held each other, breathing each other in before Luke broke away and turned towards the girl. Alex briefly took over all the space in my arms, squeezing me tightly and kissing the top of my head before also letting go.

“It’s good to have you back, Y/N.” he whispered softly then stepped back. I felt Reggie’s arms slip around my waist again as he settled in behind me, and I leaned back into his embrace.

“Y/N,” Luke said proudly, grabbing my attention. “I’d like you to meet Julie.” He gestured to the girl who waved slightly at me and smiled. “Julie, I’d like you to meet the talented, the incredible, the coolest member of Sunset Curve and the greatest rhythm guitarist known to man; Y/N.” I laughed at his introduction, and Reggie leaned in to kiss my cheek, smiling.

“It’s true.” he whispered quietly in my ear.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Julie said, smiling at me before her brow furrowed slightly. She turned to Luke. “I thought you said that Trevor Wilson, or Bobby or whatever his real name is was your rhythm guitarist?”

Luke looked at me awkwardly, hesitating before replying. “Uh, yeah… he was. But Y/N was our guitarist before Bobby until Y/N had to leave -”. 

“Julie?” Someone called from up the top of the stairs, cutting Luke off. I jumped slightly, panicking. Reggie squeezed my waist in response. 

“It’s okay, it’s just Julie’s dad. He can’t see us. Or hear us. Julie is the only lifer who can.” I raised my eyebrows, turning slightly to face him properly.

“Oh, I have so many questions.” He smiled at me, kissing my temple and laughing slightly. 

“Trust me, I know.” he replied. 

“You talking to someone Julie?” her dad asked as he walked into view. Julie’s eyes widened as she not so subtly waved at us to go inside before turning to her dad.

“What? No! Of course not!” she replied, her voice way too high pitched to be considered normal. I snorted lightly at her inability to lie and she turned towards us again, eyes still wide and gestured with her head. 

“C’mon,” Reg said, pulling me in the direction of the studio, smiling. “We have got a lot of catching up to do.” 

To be continued! - Abbey xo

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"should I just assume you’re trying to give your past self head trauma?" Is a great line!! I love!

Almost A Thousand Years - Battle Royal | Hisirdoux Casperan

Plot:  You’ve known Hisirdoux Casperan for almost a thousand years.  You’ve hated him for almost a thousand years.  And for almost a thousand years, you’ve been cursed to feel each others pain.  But somewhere in that time, things changed.  [Hisirdoux Casperan x Mostly Gender Neutral but Probably Female Presenting Based on How Historical Men Treat Them!Reader]

Word Count:  2,975

Warnings: (Y/N) is traumatized, but you knew that already

A/N:  IT’S B A C K, SHE’S HOME

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You were very pleased to finally get a nap.  

It took a few minutes of answering questions, and by the end of it you’d basically told Claire and Steve every secret you’d ever had, but it was worth it.  You’d answer all of their questions and a million more if it meant you got to take another nap in the corner of Douxie’s room.

Waking up to general panic, however, was not as good.

“Morgana’s alive and coming for us!”

You sat up just in time to see Morgana’s hand reach through a shadow portal, only for Claire to shut the thing before any real damage could be done.

“Well… that’s not good,”

“Douxie, what do we do?”

Your wizard turned to face you, then Claire, then the empty space where the portal had been.

“Merlin?”

You nodded, “Yeah, Merlin,”

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