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[jinns-arcane-feverdream]

Love Without Words

Fic Concept/intro:

I am from the undercity. I grew up with Caitlyn Kiramman and Jayce Talis as friends, though I was from a small, middle class family. I’ve always felt like an outcast, and was even cast out from my family - my father worked on a different continent, and one day my mother left without me to join him after he bought a house there. I was 12, and I ended up at an orphanage. Cut to 4 years later, I left school and fled to the undercity. Now, at age 22, I’m joining in the war after my new friend, Vi, has been drawn into the depths of the fight against Noxus - siding with the Piltys. My long time friend Ekko further compels me to join the war, as he and our fellow Firelights take up arms against the invaders. Of course, the war changes my life significantly, and I will never be the same person as I was before.

Love without Words is a story of a Zaunite rebel getting entangled with a Piltover enforcer. One plays hard to get, the other observes quietly. 

Pronouns: they/them - neutral. May have AFAB characteristics in certain 18+ scenes, although I will rewrite for AMAB and neutral bodies if requested.

If you would like to follow this story, please feel free to join my taglist linked here. I hope you guys will enjoy this story! I will start posting it mid december when I feel I have enough written to be able to comfortably post once a week without stressing over making my deadlines. Estimated start of posting: December 18th.

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Hi Jinn!! Hmm... three random facts about me... I'm gonna try and make them really random.

The first time I connected to a female character (I always connected better with male characters as a kid) was when I was little, probably around 7, and the Samantha American Girl movie came out. I loved that movie. The themes of class and generational differences in Industrial-era America, women's suffrage, found family and friends really made an impression on me. Now I work in a museum where I talk a lot about women's suffrage and rights, class differences in the American west during the Gilded Age, and what it means to live your own life.

Criminal Minds is my comfort show. No, I will not elaborate, and please, no one read into that.

The best curry I've ever, ever had was at a tiny, hole-in-the-wall Lebanese place in Stockholm, Sweden. It was bustling and busy when my and my friends were there and we had to wait about 20 minutes to get the English menu cause none of us spoke Arabic or Swedish. I dream about that curry.

Thanks, Jinn! This was fun!

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I was tagged by @silcoitus and @astudyincontrasts 💜

8 shows I love to get to know me 😊 (yes I know half of these are Star Wars, but that’s who I am)

1. Clone Wars

2. The Bad Batch

3. Rebels

4. The Mandalorian

5. Stargate Atlantis

6. Arcane

7. Primeval

8. Once Upon a Time

Obviously I watch and love many more shows, but these ones have definitely mattered to me the most.

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[m-o-o-n-s-g-o-o-n-s]

Another day, another chronicle my friends

A short one but a good one indeed.

Enjoy :)

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Word Count: 595 words

Warnings: mentions of death, blood, rebirth (all mentioned, but not detailed), the slightest hint of angst, major comfort and fluff

Genre: Fluff, comfort

Notes: This chronicle relates to snippet #5, so if you would like some more context, you can read that snippet first. Not required, but it’ll allow for more understanding of what’s going on. :)

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chronicle III - mermaids

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Bucky hated movie nights.

Or at least he thought he did.

Bucky was starting to think time went by faster in this god forsaken tower.

It was another movie night.

This time accompanied by the charm and dreamy atmosphere of Disney.

It was supposed to be a “bonding” experience.

Bucky kept trying to refer back to that as he watched the others fight over what magical movie to watch this evening.

“Everyone knows you watch Cinderella on Disney night.”

“That’s just a rule you made up, Stark.”

Bucky wondered if Nat ever grew tired of Stark. He wondered if everyone wanted to punch his lights out every few days.

Or maybe that was just a Bucky thing.

“Can we watch Winnie the Pooh? Please?”

“No Sam. No one wants to watch a bear eat honey.”

Bucky usually tuned this out, but for some reason this time around, he found it humorous in a way.

Even if Sam and Clint going back and forth about a bear eating honey was annoying.

So much for bonding.

It was a miracle they had actually picked a movie.

Some movie about a girl who was a mermaid, but wanted to become a human.

It was another miracle that everyone had already fallen asleep.

Bonding or not, Bucky was already planning his escape. He would slowly creep over Nat and Clint, making sure to miss Clint’s hand that was still reaching for the popcorn in his snoring slumber. Then, he would bypass Bruce and Stark on the couch, avoiding Steve and Sam at the end of the-

“Who’s that?”

He would have jolted.

He should have.

This time around though, she was wearing dog pajama pants.

“I’m sorry?”

“The mermaid. Who is she?”

Bucky had almost forgotten there was a movie playing.

“Oh, uh- I think her name is Ariel. She’s trying to become a human.”

She hummed, slowly creeping over to the empty spot next to Bucky.

This happened last month.

At first, he wasn’t quite sure what to think. Another person to join him in his own personal brand of hell, aka movie night. More minds to churn the idea of another month gone by in the tower.

Yet…

He was finding he didn’t mind it so much.

“She kind of looks like me.”

Bucky followed V’s finger, pointed at the cartoonish hair flowing down the mermaid’s back.

The mermaid’s was angelic, pure.

The color of innocence.

V’s was similar, save for the white streaks in the front.

V’s was darker though. Cherry red, garnet red.

Blood red.

The color of rebirth. Life anew.

“She does.”

Bucky liked V’s hair though.

“It’s pretty. The mermaid’s hair.”

He hummed in agreement.

He wasn’t looking at the cartoonish movie.

“So is yours.”

He truly hadn’t meant for it to come out.

He’d promised himself he would just leave it alone, let the past die.

Everything else had, so why couldn’t this?

But Steve hadn’t.

Neither did V.

“Oh- thank you.”

It was warm, comforting. Her smile.

The cycle of life was anew for Bucky. The past had died, corroded away, stayed in the past as it should have.

The cartoonish mermaid kept swimming on screen, dancing and singing to some silly tune.

This time around, Bucky did forget there was a movie playing all together.

Maybe movie nights weren’t really about movies with mermaids after all.

Maybe it was about sitting next to pretty girls in dog pajama pants. Who had warm smiles and mermaid-like hair.

Maybe movie nights weren’t so bad after all.

And Bucky decided he liked that idea.

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[purplefangirl42]

Fireworks

Summary: Following a successful campaign, a local festival provides you with the chance to find out if your feelings for Cody are returned.

Pairing: Commander Cody/Fem!Reader

A/N: This is a birthday gift for @monako-jinn-stories. A day early, but I hope you have a wonderful birthday tomorrow, Jinn. Love you 💜

Tags: Confessions, First Kiss, Reader Wears a Dress

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The festival was in full swing by the time you arrived with a few of your men; lights were shining all around you, children laughed as they ran past, and the delicious smells of various local foods drifted through the air. It was like something out of a holomovie. The men escorting you wandered off in different directions to enjoy all there was available, leaving you on your own.

You had been stationed on this planet alongside the 212th for nearly a month, and the fighting had finally come to an end, just in time for the local festival. Despite the trials of the war, the locals were more than prepared to continue with the festivities as originally planned and had been overjoyed when they learned their saviors would be sticking around to join them.

As you passed a booth, you noticed General Kenobi suspiciously poking at a bowl of food in front of him as Commander Cody stood beside him wearing an amused expression. You walked over to the pair of them and caught the tail end of what Cody was saying.

“Just try it, you’ll like it,” he said.

Kenobi lifted the spoon to his face and sniffed the food before placing it in his mouth. It didn’t take long before he was spitting it right back out again. He coughed violently as he reached for his water. Beside him, Cody laughed loudly at his General’s expense.

“Too hot for you?” he asked.

Kenobi scowled at him as he drank his water in large gulps. 

“Can I try?” you asked.

Kenobi pushed the bowl in your direction and gave you a sympathetic look.

“Do so at your own risk,” he said.

Taking a new spoon, you took a bite of the offered dish and chewed it slowly before swallowing. It was a bit spicy, but you had eaten much worse. You shrugged and gave Kenobi a smug smile.

“Tastes fine to me.”

Kenobi shook his head and got up from the table. A stray cough escaped him as he walked away. Cody took his vacated seat and ordered a bowl for himself from the vendor. The two of you sat in companionable silence as you ate. Cody would glance at you from time to time, narrowing his eyes suspiciously. 

“Were you putting on a show or do you really like that stuff?” he asked.

“I would say ‘like’ is a strong word, but it’s okay. He’s just a wuss when it comes to spicy things, you know that.”

Cody chuckled and finished up his food before returning both your bowls and offering his thanks to the vendor. The two of you got up and started walking together down the street, pausing every so often to look at something before continuing on.

“Will you be going to the party tonight?” you asked.

“Of course, I need to make sure that Waxer and Boil stay out of trouble.”

“That sounds like a big task for one man,” you said, laughing softly.

“I think I can handle it. Will you be there?”

Originally, you hadn’t been sure if you wanted to go or not. But your mind had been made up for you when you saw the dress in the market earlier. It was beautiful and you were sure that it would have an effect on the man that walked beside you. You had purchased it immediately and it was waiting for you back in your tent. You glanced up at Cody and gave him a small smile.

“I heard there’s a local tradition where you kiss someone when they light the fireworks.”

“Oh really?” he said. “I hadn’t heard of that.”

“It’s like when you do it at the turn of the new year. I think it’s a lesser known tradition, but I found out about it from one of the locals.”

Cody looked at you with a raised eyebrow and you could swear you saw the hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

“Hoping for a kiss from someone, General?”

“As long as it isn’t Obi-Wan,” you said, trying to divert his suspicions. “I don’t think I’d like the beard.”

Cody let out a loud bark of laughter, which made you grin. You weren’t sure if he shared your feelings, but part of you really hoped he did. Maybe tonight would be your chance to find out. 

Later that evening, as you put the finishing touches on your hairdo and makeup, you thought about your conversation with Cody from earlier. You smoothed your hands down the front of the dress and admired your reflection in the small mirror leaning against a box. Satisfied with how you looked, you left your tent.

As you walked across the camp, you lifted the hem of your dress to avoid dragging it through the dirt. Paying more attention to keeping it unsoiled, you didn’t watch where you were walking and ran right into someone. Luckily, they were paying more attention than you were and were able to stop you from toppling over.

“I’m sorry about that,” Kenobi said, taking a step back once you had found a solid footing. “You look lovely. Are you heading to the party?”

“Yes I am. Aren’t you going?” 

He shook his head and pointed in the direction of his tent.

“I’m going to take advantage of the quiet around camp and get some rest. You enjoy yourself though.”

You thanked him and started to walk away before stopping when he called your name.

“He’ll be amazed by you, my dear. I promise.”

You stared at him blankly, mouth hanging open in shock. Kenobi smiled at you and waved you off before turning around and heading for his tent. You had no idea how he could know about your feelings for his Commander, but at least you seemed to have his blessing. 

When you arrived at the festival center where the party was being held, you were delighted to see so many clones out enjoying the festivities. They deserved this happiness after all their hard work. You scanned the crowd for Cody, but couldn’t find him anywhere near you. You were a bit disappointed, but you still had quite a bit of time to find him before the fireworks show.

As time passed, you grew more and more disappointed by Cody’s absence. He had assured you that he would be here, but you hadn’t seen him at all. You had even come across Waxer and Boil, who he had said specifically were his mission for the night. They hadn’t seen him either. 

The fireworks show was due to start in ten minutes, and by that point, you weren’t sure if you even wanted to watch it. You found a bench near the edge of the party and flopped down on it. While you knew it likely wasn’t personal, you couldn’t help but feel hurt by Cody’s absence. Especially since you had talked about this event just that day.

Someone announced that there were only a few minutes remaining before they lit the first part of the display, and you took that as your cue to leave. You stood from the bench and smoothed out your dress. The dress you had hoped to impress him with. Just as you started to walk away, you heard someone call your name. When you turned towards the source of the sound, you could see Cody pushing towards you through the crowd. 

He wasn’t dressed for the party at all and he looked frazzled. When he came to a stop beside you, he took a minute to catch his breath before speaking. When he opened his mouth to speak, he stopped as his gaze traveled down your body to take in the sight before him.

“You look beautiful,” he said softly as his eyes drifted back up to meet yours. “I’m sorry I’m late. One of the shinies ate something that didn’t agree with him and he was in a state. I was trying to help him out and lost track of time.”

The truth that he had in fact not ditched you caused a twinge in your heart. How could you have thought so badly of him? He was helping one of his brothers and you had been sitting here pouting. 

“At least you’re here for the fireworks,” you said. “I’ve heard they are quite spectacular.”

Cody took a step towards you and reached for your hand. You looked up at him in surprise as he pulled you closer to him.

“I didn’t come for the fireworks,” he said. “At least not to watch them.”

The boom of the first explosion in the sky was nothing compared to the pounding of your heart in your chest. As the bright lights illuminated the festival, you could see the adoration in the brown eyes in front of you. It seemed too good to be true. 

Cody snapped you out of your shocked state by surging forward and capturing your lips with his own. One of his arms wrapped around your waist while the other hand found purchase behind your head, holding you as close as he could. You reached up and wrapped your arms around his neck, holding him just as tightly.

After a few moments, your lips broke apart, but Cody didn’t loosen his hold on you. He rested his forehead against yours and brushed your nose with his own. The look of adoration hadn’t faded from his eyes as he looked down at you.

“I wouldn’t have needed fireworks to do that, but they were a nice excuse,” he said.

You laughed softly and moved your head back a little to have a better look at him.

“In the future, we’ll just have to make our own fireworks then.” 

Cody smiled brightly and leaned in towards you again.

“I like the sound of that.”

He kissed you again just as another huge explosion of light filled the sky behind him, bathing the two of you in colorful sparks to match the ones surging between you.

A/N: Give this a like, comment, and reblog and let me know what you think!

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I am still here !

I am not gone from this site!!!!

So, now that this is out of the way, here comes the update on me.

First of all, mom is doing pretty good considering the fact she has had some health troubles and all. She is still having some issues, which is why I am still there at her place helping out her and my brother for as far as I can. But, she is slowly improving an dgetting better!

When all things seemed to calm down enough, I started to have some trouble with my chronic health thingies and , well... I just really was pissed and annoyed, but hung in there and had my pain medication increased a little, it is helping and going better. Pain attacks and just simple attacks from Fibromyalgia and such are happening, but it is more manageable now.

In november I managed to go to the Comic Con again, and ofcourse I bought me some nice SW thingies ( duh ), including a nice food bowl for Boba Catt and a nice lill harness for the summer time when we go out and about! It was awesome and I enjoyed it while missing my lill love bug Boba.

Back in December we had a huge scare though. My dad was hospitalised and we found out he had some serious heart issues. He needed to get angiaplasty, which is to unblock some arteries at the heart. He has several severly blocked arteries and the surgery was high risk. I was in and out of the hospital for him every day, but he made it! He is doing very well now, but they did warn him that a new atatck might not end well. We take things one day at a time and he seems to have taken the warning to heart and is doing his best.

Now, to end this tale of woe is me with something good!!!!!!!!!!!!

Boba Catt, who is doing very well has also gotten a little brother! In December I picked up this little farm cat who is 3 months younger and the moment they met? They were thick as thieves! In the pictures you will see my beloved redhead Boba and his little brother: Jango Catt !

I really will be back again here and have so much to catch up on and enjoy. You can bet that each time I receive an update on all those awesome stories, I smile and know I will have lots to enjoy once I am back home, have things sorted and can really sit down and read nonstop!

I love you all and miss you all and think of you often!

Here is some pictures of my sweet guys the Catt brothers ! Boba and Jango.

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Pillows

Ok so it has been well over a year since I've written anything or been involved with the Lucky Batch so please leave me some writing tips<3

"I swear to Maker, if you skip one more briefing, I will feed you to Loth Wolfs." hissed Raffle as he dragged Skip by his ear down the hallway of the Republic base the Lucksters were currently stationed at. "Kriffing hell Raffle! Let go of my ear! You're gonna- ow oW OW" "You wouldn't be getting dragged by your ear if you just went to a briefing, you di'kuit." Ignoring his vods protests, Raffle finally made it to the briefing room, where he shoved Skip into the room ahead of him, finding the amused faces of his brothers, who had seen Raffle storm off less than three minutes ago. Jackal and Foxy snorted when the very offended trooper slunk off to the corner to sulk, Kenhla quickly regaining the squad's attention. "Oh, a newcomer, welcome!" she joked and was met with a stuck-out tongue.

Once the batch had retreated to their barracks, still amused by the small scene from earlier, Skip asked, "If you're gonna drag me to meetings can it be by a different part of my body next time?" Jackal had snuck up behind Skip and pulled his little bun. "That work?". Raffle, who Pepper was scolding, smiled. "That's a great idea Jackal thank you." "All I do is shoot down D-1s. I don't get why I have to go to those meetings." Skip muttered, knowing full well why he was supposed to be there. "Maybe in case Jackal has another one of those 'emergency landings' again." piped Ryder on top of his perch on Goose. Now it was the pilot's turn to be offended. "Would you rather be a giant fireball in the sky?" "I'd rather stay on the same ship for more than a month." Jackal gasped, pretending to be overdramatic. "How dare you!". "I gotta agree with Ryder" Cypher cut in, who had his back turned, looking at his data pad. "Cypher turn around." The trooper did and was promptly met with a pillow to the face from Jackal. Foxy, who had been silently laughing at the situation, burst into laughter from the confused look on Cypher's face. Snapping out of his confusion, Cipher grabbed the pillow just thrown at him and the one on his bunk. Foxy bolted off the bunk he was sitting on to find cover. Jackal barely dodged a pillow by diving behind Goose, only for Ryder to tumble on top of him with the pillow. "Pillow fight!" yelled Skip as he ran up and whacked Raffle behind the head. The entire squad scattered throughout the barracks; before long, pillow stuffing flew through the air. Eventually, all the pillows were in less than optimal throwing condition, and someone (Thumbs swears it was Rane) pulled the mattress off a bunk and chucked it into the fray.

The following morning Kenhla, accompanied by her Padawan's Luna and Brisk, arrive at their squads' barracks only to find them utterly destroyed. The remains of pillows were scattered around the room in the form of wads of fuzz and scraps of cloth. Mattresses were pulled off the bunks and spread around the room, with the clones fast asleep. The trio stood still for a minute, wondering what must have happened for the space to be in this state. Finally, Luna was the one to break the silence. "Master, why the hell weren't we invited?".

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[monako-jinn-stories]

Random question, but where did you get the whole idea for the Monako-Jinn thing? Like the fact that Qui Gon was y/n’s dad and the royal thing. I just think it’s really cool.

Hey anon! That’s a pretty good question!

So, it actually came from one of my little day dreams that I had. In that day dream, I was a Queen and my real father was actually Kenobi, but I didn’t know that. And there’s some other details that I can’t remember, but I ended up falling in love with Mando (because who doesn’t want to fall in love with him😂)

But then when I started writing, I knew I couldn’t use Kenobi because he was too young. So, I decided on Qui-Gon. Another reason I chose him was I had planned to write a story where the reader fell in love with Plo, and I was going to have Plo, Kit, and Qui-Gon to have been best friends before Qui-Gon died, so there would be more connection to him.

And the royal part came…I’m not entirely sure actually. I think I just thought of it one day and liked the idea. I do vividly remember imaging the scene of the readers coronation as queen.

But I also like the idea of conflicting responsibilities. During the war, what should come first? Your home planet who is not involved in the fighting but still needs their leader, or the safety of other planets and the troops you are in command of? Are you a royal first or a general/Jedi first?

I hope this wasn’t too long 😅 and thanks again for asking! <3💜

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CELEBRATION EVENT - THE COMMANDER & THE CIVVIE

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Star Wars Fic Roulette

@dragonrider9905 As promised, here's the second story. It is much shorter than my usual, but it felt perfect ending it where I did.

Also this does contain a spoiler from Season 3 Episode 8

So anyone reading this please BEWARE SPOILERS AHEAD

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Can't Lose You

Warning: Spoilers from Episode 8 (You've been warned), anxiety, trust, grief, tears, comfort, I think that's it. If I miss any please let me know.

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You looked over Hunter as soon as he was back on the boat Fennec had purchased, your eyes shifting from him to Wrecker. You held your breath until Wrecker made it back on the boat. 

“Breathe… breathe,” You reminded yourself, keeping your voice low.

“Look at the stars, kid.” Fennec’s voice came from behind you, you turned your head to glare at her, “Just saying. When you’re struggling to find your breath, sometimes it helps to look at the stars and breathe.”

“If it weren’t for you …” You began to raise your voice when Hunter held your hand, pulling your attention back to him, he simply shook his head ‘no.’ You closed your eyes and nodded, letting out a breath.

“Anything hurt?” I asked Hunter as I shifted his backplate to look at the damage.

“No. Not really.”

“You’re lucky you got away with only a scratch.” You mumbled as your hand gently rubbed his back. “Alright, you should be okay. Wrecker, any injuries?” You called over your shoulder as you looked at him.

“All good!” He held his thumb up, you nodded, shifting away from Hunter, trying to relax, but keeping your eyes on the water. By the time you finished with Fennec, and she dropped us back to the Marauder, all you wanted was your bed. Well, Hunter and your bed. 

You sat in the common room, absentmindedly playing with your medic scanner, when Hunter came and sit beside you. 

“Cyar’ika?” His fingers gently played with your hair, stroking it as he looked at you. It was an old habit that you absolutely loved, you closed your eyes and reminded yourself Hunter was still alive and he was here with you. 

“I don’t trust that woman.”

“I don’t trust her either, but we needed the information.”

You opened your eyes and turned to look at Hunter, “At what cost? What if she tells the Empire where we are? What if she’s somehow working for Hemlock and we lose Omega again?” Tears welled up in your eyes, “Or what if this time, I lose all of you and not just Tech … I can’t …” tears started to slide down your cheeks as you looked at him, “I can’t lose you. I can’t.” 

“Shhh” Hunter pulled you on to his lap, holding you close as you buried your face in his neck, letting out the tears that had been lining up since you saw Hunter grabbed by the Crocodile. Watching him being pulled under and then seeing Wrecker go in after him, it was too much.

“I’m here. I’m fine.” He gently whispered as he kept stroking your hair and your back. “You’ll never lose me.”

You squeezed your arms around him, holding him as close as humanly possible. You were grateful he had taken off his armour, as his warmth seeped into every fibre of your being. You didn’t want a second without Hunter, without his love. 

“Promise me,” you mumbled against his shoulder.

“What?” 

“Promise me, I won’t lose you.”

Hunter pressed a kiss to the side of your head and buried his face in your neck, feeling his breath on your neck, “I promise.”

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here is that one snippet from that one au in my drafts :)

rewritten ;)

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She was so distant and so close at the same time.

Impossibly possible.

Or was it the other way around?

He could never remember.

The world had moved eons from the dark, cold ice that cradled his worn body for 70 years.

Too much movement in his own opinion.

Then again there was rarely a voice in his throat to say much of whatever was on his mind.

Except when it came to her.

Anything was easier with her around.

A pain behind bones in a beating vessel, trapped in memories that didn’t come to her anymore.

Perhaps it was that jasmine perfume that night when he saw her across that dance floor.

Or maybe it was her eyes.

Maybe the way the light made her skin look radiant in ways the sun reflected off the crystals on glass chandeliers.

Maybe it was that polka dot dress she wore, the dress somehow clinging onto the glow she gave off.

“Excuse me.”

A jolt from a good, faded dream.

She wasn’t wearing her jasmine perfume, there was no dance floor, certainly no dress, and that radiance had disappeared somewhere in the years lost between them.

She walked right past him, somewhere towards the kitchen, or maybe her room where she spent most of her time in.

He couldn’t blame her.

And then she was gone.

Just like the dream, tucked away in the corners of his mind.

“Can I get a dance, doll?”

“I suppose so, Soldier.”

What a good, faded dream.

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