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  • Fantober Day 21: Dreams

    You dream of your home.

    Your beautiful wife stands at the doorway, smiling broadly. You know she doesn’t smile like that when you’re away - not even when you’re home - that smile is just for when you come home. You smile too, and you walk faster so you can hug her sooner.

    Your little girl runs to greet you. Has she grown? She’s laughing, her arms outstretched, and you reach out to pick her up -

    The world begins to crumble. The ground at your feet cracks and trembles, and you stumble back, away from your daughter. Her laugh turns to a scream. ‘Papá!’ she cries.

    Your heart breaks. You hold out your hand - and you see bones. You stare at your hands in disbelief. Pristine white bones that clack when they rub against each other. You open your mouth to cry out in terror, but no sound comes out. The world crumbles to dust. Your wife and daughter disappear in the dust. Everything smells of marigolds. There is so much of that smell, you feel suffocated.

    You wake up shivering and look at your hands. Bones. The sound of bones clacking is infuriating. You want to scream.

    You wish you had left behind the ability to dream in the Land of the Living, along with your family. That wouldn’t have made this any better, but maybe a little more bearable.

    Other times you dream of dying, of trying to go home and not being able to, and she’s there. The love of your life. A beacon in the darkness. She does not smile. She looks at you, sad, concerned, and you push down the hopelessness and scramble to your feet so you can reach her.

    She doesn’t move. Her eyes shine with emotion. You are afraid to get closer to her, afraid of the world crumbling and seperating you again. You reach for her hand, hesitant, anticipating. She smiles now, a sad, reassuring sort of smile, like a ray of light that you can see but not quite reach.

    She begins to fade. You stare helplessly. Her smile lingers. A smile that tells you to hold on. For her. For your daughter.

    You wake up shaking again. It seemed so real you can’t believe it wasn’t.

    You rub the heel of your palm over eyeballs that don’t water anymore, and you thank whoever runs this world that even when you have nothing, you can still dream.

    Dream of what you want. What keeps you going when nothing else will. What you are holding on for.

    #fantober2020#coco#pixar#disney#hector rivera#imelda rivera#imector#coco rivera #this is the from years immediately after Héctor's death #this is the first time I tried writing in second person #drabble#fanfiction#angst#dreams#peevesie writes#original content
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  • Follow me, he said, with that teasing glint in his eye, and she did.  Through forests and snow, through dust and dark, through jungle and city, she followed him. Side by side they walked, if not hand in hand.

    Stay with me, he pleaded, and she couldn’t.  She was swept away, transported to a strange land: more snow, more ice, more darkness, and the coiling of strange new life gestating inside of her.  He fed her odd medicines, brewed by mad scientists.  An abortifacient of sorts; it greyed the green curling through her veins.  Another chance lost but her life regained.  He dragged her from the lion’s den and wrapped her in a cocoon of down as the wind howled around them.

    Marry me, he said, on an ordinary day in a string of ordinarily extraordinary days.  They had fled.  They fled still, and yet.  He found a moment of calm, or made one.  He had that genius for drawing magic out of moments she’d thought were wrung out, wasted and withered.  He knelt, and clasped her hands, and offered her a ring from the antique shop, a worthless tarnished tchotchke.  

    Yes, she said.  There had never been any other answer.

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    Day 9: D&D Character

    I drew this for Tony DiTerlizzi’s Facebook group’s Fantober. I also drew it because I needed a picture of my character for a Dungeons and Dragons campaign.


    Her name is Lanthoriel. She’s a half-elf ranger.

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    Author: DatHeetJoella
    Fandom: Free!
    Pairing: MakoHaru
    Rating: T
    Part: 20/31 (read the full collection here)
    Word count: 1,999
    Tags: Canonverse, Established Relationship, Fluff, Marriage Proposals, Lovers to Fiancés
    Read at: AO3, FFn, or right here!

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    The cliff overlooking the sea, the starlit sky bursting with fireworks while pretty lanterns floated on the surface of the water behind them. The perfect backdrop for a meaningful, memorable moment. That was where it would happen; that was where Makoto was going to ask Haruka to marry him.

    For as long as he could remember, Makoto had known he wanted to spend his whole life with Haruka. But it wasn’t until they moved to Tokyo and started dating that this concept turned more feasible in his mind. Ever since it was possible, he wanted to marry Haruka, to be tied to him officially, together in every sense of the word. There were so many things that occupied their busy lives, though, that he didn’t want to jump the gun and rush into marriage right away, while they were still in college. No, a wedding to celebrate their love deserved their undivided attention, therefore he chose to wait until the right time rolled around.

    And that time had finally come: Haruka was thinking of retiring from swimming, they had their own place in Tokyo and their finances were in order. All that was left now was to propose to Haruka and then nothing would stand in their way - unless Haruka said no, but that wasn’t even a possibility.

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  • Day 20 - Proposal
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  • Fantober day 20

    Spongebob proposed Mary as His girlfriend, and Mary looks so happy. Too soon for getting mary 😁😁.


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  • Proposal

    Slade Wilson x reader (can be read as part of my Arkhamverse series)

    Word Count: 436

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  • fantober 2020 day 20: proposal

    “And do you so decide?”

    It hung in the balance, there and then. Because he was asking, and there was no wiggling out of an answer, this time. He’d be okay with it, if she said no – she was sure enough of that. He’d be okay, but he’d do that sad little smile and they’d drive on and sort everything out, and then he’d leave. She’d have MJN back, just how it was. And she’d have lost him.

    It was probably time to admit that that thought was unbearable.

    “Yes, I suppose I do. Would you marry me?”

    “Of course.”

    #fantober2020#cabin pressure #just reading the zurich transcript for this is making me want to burst into tears
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    Fantober day 19

    Spongebob is very excited patches all pumpkin he have for upcoming halloween.

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  • Emily is too old for the pumpkin patch.  She tells her parents so in no uncertain terms.

    “That’s, like, kid stuff,” she says, propping her hands on her hips.  Mulder doesn’t look at Scully, he will not look at Scully, he absolutely cannot look at Scully.  “I’m not a kid.  I’m in seventh grade.”  She presents this incontrovertible evidence and lets it sit, incontrovertibly, in front of them.  Her parents are stupid, of course, but they can’t be that stupid.  All her life they’ve taught her that good evidence speaks for itself.  

    “You are very advanced for your age,” Mulder says diplomatically.   

    “Anyway, I probably have homework or something,” Emily says.  

    “Do you?” asks her mother.

    “No,” Emily says hastily.  She knows that glint in her mother’s eye.  One whiff of missing homework and Mom will be checking her grades daily, or worse, sitting down at the kitchen table and trying to help.  Emily doesn’t do her math with an abacus, so Mom is basically no help at all, and Dad is somehow worse.  Emily is pretty sure he’s scared of the way she does equations and thinks they’re some kind of witchcraft. 

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  • Day 18, “Sorrow” with Final Fantasy 4… Goodbye, dear friend…

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    Author: DatHeetJoella
    Fandom: Free!
    Pairing: MakoHaru
    Rating: T
    Part: 19/31 (read the full collection here)
    Word count: 1,283
    Tags: Canonverse, Established Relationship, Fluff, Autumn Vibes
    Read at: AO3, FFn, or right here!

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    If there was one thing that hadn’t changed about Makoto since he was a kid, it was his boundless enthusiasm induced by the smallest things. A wide, adorable grin would stretch his cheeks, the same lively spark appeared in his pupils and before Haruka knew it, he was swept along by Makoto’s every whim.

    That was how he found himself at a farm on a sunny Sunday afternoon, surrounded by hundreds of pumpkins. The scent of compost was heavy and the ground was so bright orange it hurt his eyes, but Makoto didn’t seem to be bothered as he led Haruka through the patch with a spring in his step. Then again, tacky orange had always been one of Makoto’s favourite colours, so it wasn’t surprising he walked around here like he was at home.

    This morning, Makoto said he found this farm he wanted to visit. Because of the fall season, they were organising a bunch of fun activities against a relatively low entrance fee: there were wagon rides around the acres of land, gardens to pick fresh vegetables from, a petting zoo, a stall with food and beverages and more. Figuring Makoto wanted to cuddle with rabbits and lambs, Haruka hadn’t questioned it. There were no other plans for the day anyway, so they hopped on the train and took a bus to get here.

    But once they were inside, Makoto didn’t rush over to the farm buildings, but instead to the vegetable fields.

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  • Day 19 - Pumpkin Patch

    It’s been a while since I drew good ol’ Schuu <3

    #Fantober2020

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  • ItaNeji Fantober 2020, Day 19 - Pumpkin Patch

    Daaammn I struggled a lot with this one! 😩
    Also it’s kinda ironic that Neji is so happy about a pumpkin because they’re his least favourite food, but I guess it’s for carving only so it’s fine! 😊

    Itachi and Neji © Masashi Kishimoto

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  • Pumpkin Patch

    Jason Todd x reader (Corvid AU)

    Word Count: 432

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  • fantober 2020 day 19: pumpkin patch

    Carolyn folded her arms. “What have I said about gourds in the house?”

    “But mum! They’re really, really small so I thought they basically added up to one, and Herc said-”

    “There you are. You know better than to listen to Herc.”

    But Herc said that in America you get really big pumpkin patches and I just thought it might be fun to pretend to have one too.”

    “Arthur, dear heart, pumpkins aren’t just American. We have pumpkin patches here too – where did you think they came from?”

    Arthur’s eyes widened, and Carolyn realised she may have made a mistake.  

    #cabin pressure#fantober2020 #nineteen!! #also i did not know how many pumpkin patches there were near me so #this was a learning curve for me and arthur
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  • #fantober2020 #different style yo #just ignore hagrid's face and beaky's eye #that is all #hagrid's pumpkin patch #rubeus hagrid#buckbeak#hippogriff#fang#hp#harry potter#fanart#peevesie draws#original content
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