#Ik some of it doesn't make sense

[lanterns-and-daydreams]

FORBIDDEN FRUIT

A Grayson Hawthorne x oc fic

Notes: I'm changing Cassian's eye colour. Also, please take a look at this for the profiles of some characters

Warning: once again, this is only a work of fiction, don't do this shit 💀🙏

PROLOGUE

Part 2

After the shower, Grayson knew he was late. He knew being tardy was unacceptable.

He quickly put on his clothes and then scurried towards the dining room. Everyone was already there. He was the last person to arrive.

He swallowed thickly as he felt his Grandfather's subtle gaze on him. He walked stiffly to his seat and sat down, next to Jameson, who poked him and then snickered. Grayson shot him a small glare.

"As everyone is now here, let us begin" The Great Tobias Hawthorne himself spoke.

There was silence in the room today, not even Xander was chatting like he usually did. The atmosphere was unusually......tense. It was as if everyone had noticed the old man was a little agitated today, so they had all opted to stay silent.

After the old man was done, he wiped his mouth with his napkin, stood up, and spoke

"Grayson." he said, and Grayson's head shot up "a word. After you're done, of course"

The old man walked away, and Grayson had suddenly lost his appetite. From the corner of his eye, he saw Nash look at him worriedly. He saw Xander look confused, and then a flash of emotion in Jameson's eyes, though he couldn't put his finger on what it was exactly.

He slowly got up, making eye contact with his aunt, Zara, for a moment before looking away and heading to his Grandfather's study

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He hesitated before knocking on the door. He didn't know what his Grandfather wanted, he just hoped whatever it was, it wouldn't get him in trouble.

He went in after he heard a small 'come in'

He opened the door to see his Grandfather sitting on a chair in front of the large fireplace.

"Grandfather." Grayson pauses "it's me"

"Ah, yes. Grayson. Come here" his grandfather beckoned him closer, and he walked closer till he was only a couple feet away from the chair his grandfather was sitting on.

He stood stiffly, but tried to look like he was calm. He wasn't going to let his Grandfather see that he was anxious or nervous

"I saw you running around in the gardens today. A little unlike you" his Grandfather spoke after a pregnant pause, shaking Grayson out of his thoughts. "You were with someone."

The fact that the old man wasn't looking at him made him even more nervous, because he didn't know what his Grandfather was feeling in the moment, as his voice gave away nothing

"Yes" he replied, after a small pause "Yes, I was. It was not something significant, Grandfather. You need not worry."

"im not worried, my boy. But do tell, who was this 'insignificant person'?"

"it was a boy. He was annoying me. I was merely showing him that someone with the Hawthorne name is not someone to be messed with" Grayson stands straighter as he speaks, his voice steady

"And this 'boy' does not have a name?" the old man turned his head, but only slightly

Grayson was silent for a moment before speaking up. All he had to do was say this boy's name. Cassian Moonbeam. He knew his Grandfather knew that the boy had trespassed. Somehow, his Grandfather knew everything.

"i did not care enough to ask for his name."

The old man turned around to look at Grayson, the firelight reflecting off the lens of his black framed glasses "is that so?" he whispers

The old man got up, and Grayson stiffened, and looked down at the floor. He heard his Grandfather walk towards him, his footsteps echoing in the big study.

"Grayson." he paused, letting the word sink in slowly "Never forget that the future of this family rests on your shoulders. You are the heir apparent. Am I clear?"

Grayson tried not to shake. Tried to make sure his lips didn't quiver and that his voice was steady "Yes.....sir..."

His Grandfather leaned down a little and squeezed his shoulder "Remember, when you grow up, you will inherit everything. You will be the continuation of my legacy. The future of this family will rest on your shoulders and you will have to make decisions that will have the potential to either make you flourish or ruin you. Remember, family first. Your family always comes first, and people like us cannot afford to trust anyone easily, especially not the strays. That is like giving them a knife and turning your back to them."

He paused, letting it all sink in. "Do you understand now, Grayson? That you cannot trust people who are not family"

"Yes, Grandfather" Grayson says, eyes on the floor.

The old man squeezed his shoulder again, and then straightened, walking back to his chair "Then you may leave. You are dismissed"

Grayson walked out hurriedly, and only released the breath he didn't know he was holding after the door shut behind him. His eyes stung with unshed tears. He didn't even know why. His Grandfather had said nothing wrong. He didn't even know Cassian at all. He had met him just today, and the other boy had annoyed him and gotten him dirty. That was all.

But.....

No one had given him flowers before....

No one had talked to him so confidently as if they didn't care about his last name......

Everyone had always given him respect. No one just wanted to be his.... Friend.

"ill forgive you for calling me stupid since I wanna be your friend"

Why?

No one at school wanted to be his friend. His classmates thought he was rude and stuck up and arrogant and boring. They did not want to sit with him and talk to him.

Then why does this boy--

Its been a day, you idiot Grayson thought He'll get tired after a few days. But it doesn't matter. I have to tell him to stay away even if he does come tomorrow.

Grayson bit his lower lip to keep it from quivering as he nearly sprinted towards his room, hoping no one saw him right now.

Why are you crying? He thought to himself He's no one......Relief. Its relief. I'm relieved it was only a lecture. That's it, that's all.

He took a deep breath as he closed the door to his room and leaned on it, trying to calm himself and organize his thoughts.

But all he achieved was futile as his gaze landed on the geraniums again. He had washed them. Cleaned the mud off them. He had to admit, they were pretty.

He angrily walked over to them, picked them up, and threw them into the bin.

"Stupid flowers" he muttered

I'm gonna avoid him tomorrow. He's a wierdo, and I'm not gonna let him disturb my garden time. The more I stay away from him, the better Grayson thought to himself

......

Then why do you keep thinking of him?

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[fl00mie]

honestamente, no sé

to prevent confusions i'm giving credits of every fankid in order (starting with the tall one)

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[forgetme-eternally-blissfully]

Reset.

An ability where, if Cale believes, he can reset a condition in his body. It’s a temporary fix, but if he keeps his resolution strong, he can “spam” reset all of his body’s conditions for days. He can also temporarily boost his strength, but only by a small amount.

Choi Han and Cale go on a mission and Choi Han gets his legs broken and torn up. Cale has to carry him through a desert for over a day, nonstop, while Choi Han watches in horror as Cale keeps repeating

“I’m fine, I’m okay, I’m awake, I’m strong, I’m okay, I’m not tired, I’m not sore, I’m okay, I’m strong, I’m fine-“

Over, and over, and over again. Unable to do anything but keep going because they need to get back to their base and resting will only waste time.

They make it back in the middle of the night, Choi Han unconscious, with Cale continuing to strongly declare that he’s perfectly fine. Raon bursts out of the house just in time, and when Cale sees Raon, he finally collapses.

For a day, Cale sleeps, mumbling the things he had been repeating for a full day. It’s incredibly depressing and no one can even feel angry about Cale’s unhealthy behavior, because it’s clear how it is a deeply subconscious reaction to his environment.

When he wakes up, it’s because he said “I’m awake.” Everyone stares at him. He says again, “I’m okay,” but no one says anything.

He’s breathing heavily and his eyes aren’t focused, continuing his mantra like it’s the only thing keeping him stable.

“Cale-nim.”

He looks toward Choi Han’s serious voice, and for brief moment he hesitates, before reaffirming “I’m alright.”

He looks down to Choi Han’s legs, which have been healed by now. “You’re alright,” he breathes a sigh of relief. “Everything’s alright.”

“No it’s not!” Raon cracks and throws himself into Cale’s arms. “You’re not okay! Choi Han isn’t okay! No one is okay right now!”

Cale’s eyes blur, and everyone watches with a horrified fascination as his eyes fall half-mast. “No, I’m okay, I’m okay, I’m- I’m awake, I’m- I’m- I’m fine and I’m safe…”

“No, you’re not,” Choi Han grabs Cale’s hand and forces his eyes to look at him. “You aren’t okay, you’re hurt and you won’t let yourself heal.” He pauses. “Is this an ability?”

Cale nods, “So that I’m okay. I can keep being okay if I’m like this,” he squeezes his hand, but Choi Han squeezes harder.

“Cale-nim, what happens when you release it? Does it hurt?” Cale flinches, stuttering another ‘I’m fine’ before he replies.

“Everything that I’ve Reset comes back twice as hard. I’d be unconscious for at least two days, maybe three. I’m okay, I can be okay until everything is over. I don’t have a limit for how long I can stay like this. I’m alright, I can do this-“

Choi Han clenches his other fist. This smart but stupid guy…

“Cale, we already have plans.” Eruhaben cuts him off. “We can handle things without you. A dragon can do this much, so trust us.” Cale’s chest shudders, struggling to continue to be fine.

“I trust you, I trust everyone- I just can’t let anyone get hurt. No… no, no, no one can get hurt. I’m not hurt. I’m fine- I’m okay, okay…”

Raon whines, quivering in his humans arms. This hasn’t happened before, it doesn’t make sense. His human makes no sense, none at all!…

“Raon, go to Eruhaben-nim,” Choi Han orders softly. “I’ll take care of Cale-nim.” Eruhaben and Choi Han make eye contact. They nod.

With Raon out of Cale’s arms, he crawls over and sits next to him. Cale can only weakly struggle as Choi Han settles Cale’s head on his lap. Choi Han forces Cale to look into his eyes.

“Choi Han, I’m okay…!-“

“I’m not okay.” Cale’s pupils shake. “Say it. I’m not okay.”

“I’m okay, I’m okay…”

Patiently, Choi Han repeats it again, over and over. Cale can only look into Choi Han’s steady eyes and fight against it.

After a long, agonizing minute, Cale stutters. “I- I’m-… It’s going to hurt. Choi Han it’s…”

Choi Han places a hand on Cale’s forehead. “It’s scary. It’s going to hurt because you aren’t okay, but it’s not bad to struggle. Cale-nim, please… you’re already hurting.”

Cale pinches his eyes shut.

“…” His lungs shudder. “You… you’re right…” his eyes open, “I am..." his eyes unfocus. "-fine. I'm fine."

Choi Han bites his lip. "You are hurt."

"I'm not."

"You are tired."

"I'm okay, I'm awake," Cale grinds out the words from between his teeth, sweat beading on his forehead. "Until everything is over, Choi Han, I have to be."

"You don't."

Cale's breath shudders, back arching to get away as Choi Han lays his hand over Cale's eyes.

"Wait, no-" with his other hand, Choi Han puts his thumb between Cale's teeth. Cale protests, grabbing Choi Han's wrist and trying to pull it away, but he was never a match for Choi Han's strength. His cries are muffled and arguing, something that Choi Han isn't used to hearing, and his expression is screwed tightly. Cale isn't one to be scared. It's strange how something like this can affect him so much.

Unable to say his mantra, it isn't long before Cale's body goes limp. Bruises bloom rapidly over his arms, and though he has pants on, Choi Han is sure that there are colorful bruises on his legs too.

His thumb doesn't even have a dent from where Cale had been biting at it. Though, for someone so upset, he didn't put much effort into it. There's some saliva on it, but Choi Han simply wipes it off onto his clothes.

Gently, he sweeps his hand over Cale's hair. His closed eyes, revealed to the world, have new dark circles under them, deep and with a purple and blue hew. His skin is pale and sweaty with a fever, no doubt from his bodies quick attempt to recover from the damage.

Cale said a few days but Choi Han had a feeling this wouldn't be such a short coma.

He swallows dryly.

This was definitely... a new side of their commander.

(Written Jan 17, 2023)

[evagora]

i've since quite a lot of headcanons involving slime singing for juanaflippa lullabies to put her to sleep, but may i present: mariana singing for her to wake up? or while he's cooking breakfast and juana needs to brush off the sleepiness?

my basis for this:

[idk-i-want-mcl-content]

i don't think it's readable but my candy's shirt says "1-800-HOTTOGO" (luv u chappell) this would be her everyday style and i wanted for it to contrast her more formal look for work.

I considered making her everyday the outfit she wears to ballet but then I heard chappell and I totally forgot about it lol. Her color palette as for now has been really soft and pink, but it's because i feel like these first parts of the story take place in spring? for some reason? but when the story progresses I'll give her different fits.

i wanted to share all the looks in one post but i thought this one looks really cute and i'm staring at it like this:

[foreverxdaydreaming]

x

[unimaginativebepisenjoyer99]

the satrinyavas

[candyredterezii]

The defense/reason Utena is lesbian because of her having heavy trauma related with various men is a biphobic statement and completely ignores that bi women can and do face abuse from various men in their lives as well but we aren't ready to talk bout that yet I think!

[naughtnixnothing]

i may be thinking too much into this but i kinda think that balekin, madoc, and the ghost killing the greenbriars during the coronation was a bit of foreshadowing to signify that they would later betray the high king, the last greenbriar. but unlike madoc and the ghost, balekin was killed because he murdered the former high king which is kind of a greater sin than murdering the heirs to the crown.

[coolcoelacanth]

i just finished watching attack on titan and im sobbing. literally a horrible fucking ending. well i mean it's a "good ending" but it's a horrible ending. absolutely terrible. wow this show was incredibly well written. spoilers in the tags.

[journey-to-the-attic]

Feel like I remember there being something about Levi and Ik calling each other 'bestie' as an inside joke. Think. Nightbringer Ik slips up and calls Levi 'bestie'. She doesn't notice the mistake but Levi for some reason immediately feels the need to burst into tears

levi doesn't know how to handle the fuzzies, so he tries to rationalise it by assuming that it's just a human thing. the next time he sees ik he's like "hey there um. uh. b. bestie"

only for ik to look at him like O_O because she doesn't remember slipping up like that, so from her perspective levi's just brought up an inside joke from thousands of years in the future

they keep the joke though :) they are besties across all of time and space

[primeministerofantarctica]

wait wait wait. you know those memes making fun of people who write pages of analysis for male characters then for the female characters just go "she's so girlboss 😍 queen". that's what's wrong with 2021 smurfette.

[phantom-fleetways]

You know, i know for a fact that Surge's whole look can just be the artists reworking how they should draw Tenrecs and all. Like I will firmly agree that this is Totally possible.

But the funnier idea is that Surge is just atypical for a female tenrec and she's actually trans. Either that, or we agree that Gold is trans.

[databent]

why is the only pale blue text over the least contrasting part of the background COULD THEY NOT HAVE AT LEAST FLIPPED THE background image so the blue text was over a pink area

[concerto-roblox]

honestly i cannot explain the gender feelings i get sometimes. like i see a picture of a man and i think "god i wanna be him" or "god that's so me" but not like. i don't want to look exactly like him or be percieved as a man at all (like not even in a butch or gnc way i skew pretty femme most of the time)... but it's like if i was that man but also a woman that would be epic... or if that man was a woman he would be so me but also if he was still a man?? what is gender.

[jingerpi]

do we actually know that the earth is the center of the universe or even spinning. like isn't the whole point of relativity that it's indistinguishable. maybe not the absolute center of the universe but from my perspective it sure does seem like the sun spins around the earth. cos that's where I am. and where all humanity is.