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So it's only been like 3 months eek

But I'm backkkkkkk, who's missed me????

Anyways, ignoring that, hopefully I'm coming back for good so expect some new content soon!

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Part 2 is finally here!! I hope you enjoy it ❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎

So this is part 2 heres part 1 Read on ao3

Wk: 1,8+

Warnings! None maybe like a little angst

The glowing light of the last becta tank finally went dark, announcing the end of your shift. Your coworker should have been here a near hour ago but he wasn’t. Having worked about double the time you were used to, you were absolutely fuming. In spite of that you took a deep breath.

You let the collected tension between your shoulders ebb away while trying to clear your mind. Late colleagues and rude patients turned to the gray fog by the second, it would all be a distant memory tomorrow. Yet a single thought kept persisting. How was that soldier you treated 5 days ago?

It wasn’t the worst injury you had seen this week. Being a healer meant that you were used to quite a lot. Not 3 hours ago you had been elbow deep in an amputation and before that you had to help direct an open heart operation in the main theater on the end of the hall. So it was not the most deadly either .What made this one so special? It was that feeling that you had forgotten something.

Sure you had given Kix the right information for the uninfected wound. Maybe he had caught a mere infection now, that would change the situation greatly. But then again Kix was a professional medic, he would make sure that wouldn’t happen. Why were you so consumed by the need to visit him again?

Perhaps you were simply overworked. An easy thought to connect to for now, you simply had to sit back and let it fade into the fog.You started to prepare yourself for the long way home. Unlike the Jedi, the halls only housed the young and needy. Two things you weren’t anymore. Sometimes you missed the warmth of a given home you had had back then, those big libraries and cozy corners. It didn’t help that your apartment was more than a few levels down, not deep enough to be scared by the vastness of the planet,but deep enough to fear the fate of level 1 one day. You let out a loud sigh at the pure idea of the unwelcoming night. It had been raining for hours now and the streets of this layered city were not prepared for it.

You collected the last of your stuff when you heard a hollow knock followed by a man clearing his throat. You looked over expecting your late bum of a colleague but instead of that you were greeted by that lucky blond soldier.

Rex knew it had been stupid to come over this late. He was supposed to be resting, not that that was possible with his 2 generals constantly teasing him about the medic standing only a few meters before him,engrossed in her packing. Maybe he should be in bed right now. He realized he was nervous but then again he was visiting a doctor wounded. It was his responsibility, he noted to himself reassuringly. He knocked. He had been in bed for the last week,that should be enough right?

You sharply turned around. Your fierce frowning face coming into view. The hour of his arrival was rather late and you were probably tired, he reasoned. The captain was ready for your just anger when a spark of recognition moved through you, you remember him.

A tired smile graced your lips and your face softened.despite the small gesture it hit like lightning. Rex let his arms flop awkwardly to his side. You were as striking as Ahsoka has stated. You leaned back on your desk invitingly.You called over to him but he didn’t catch it. He only knew what you meant by the way you were petting one of the examination tables near you. He hadn’t even noticed when you moved from your desk to there. Maker, he was dazed. He walked over to you.

Your voice finally cleared up to him “Are you listening, sir?” You stated your eyebrows back to their dour appearance.

He snapped back immediately “I’m sorry” he opened way to loudly “I didn’t hear you, miss” he probably looked as nervous as he felt and by the way you smirked at him, you knew.

“y/n, it's fine, and I asked how you were feeling?” Before he could think “Never been better” slipped past his lips. A humorous snort left you. “Well then I pity your life, soldier” you changed back to a lab coat “Rex, my name is Rex” he said calmly for the first time this evening. That brilliant smile, now energetic and confident, spreads across your face again. “Let's take a look then Rex”.

He took the earlier offered seat,observing the room around him. “Do you feel dizzy?” you asked while fiddling with your now discarded bag “No, i'm a little tired but that's all” he felt rather guilty for keeping you here longer. You walked away again getting a nearby chair. You looked back a little hesitant “Your shirt…” your hands made a gesture towards the black tank he was wearing “…it's in the way” you appeared a little flustered even embarrassed. Rex quickly pulled the shirt over his head, winching at the sharp pain that shot up from his abdomen.

You pulled out a few balms and something he didn’t recognise from a drawer in your desk and came back over while your eyes fixated on the blast wound on his abdomen. He felt the blood rush to his face, deep down he hoped you liked what you saw but he wouldn’t admit that.You laid your hand on the table and moved to press your hand near the wound “May I?” He took a second to settle himself more comfortably “Yeah, i’m fine” he tried to muster a reassuring smile.

You pressed down slightly. “You know you don’t have to lie to me right? You got shot I know it hurts” he let out a little laugh “I didn’t want to worry you” you looked back up at him “If you didn’t feel anything that would be worse” you pushed around the wound again and this time he responded more accurately to what he was feeling.

His hands grabbed the leather side of the chair just a little tighter,he let out a groan or two here and there and you don't know if he did it knowingly but he kept his gaze locked with your’s, his golden brown eyes reminded you of the old library you used to visit in the halls. A warmth so bright you had to look away.

“Plus I'm always worried” you muttered beneath your breath. Rex took a second to collect himself. Most medic’s didn’t treat them like that, they didn’t treat him like that. He felt exposed. Worst then back on the field. If you would actually consider him for a moment, it would be a gross neglect to what he knew you to be, too good for him. You deserved better, he knew it from the moment you turned around.

“Is everything fine with the wound?” he broke away from you.

“It's still pretty hot to the touch” you opened up one of the balms and warmed it up between your hands “which could mean there’s an infection coming through” rex let out a sigh “will you have to drain it?”. Draining was used more often since it only needed cheap supplies and it was as quick as it gets but you knew they didn’t use anesthesia outside of big operations. Luckily for Rex, you had a few tricks up your sleeve.

You rubbed the balm around the wound as gently as you could and then you took your master’s necklace and started to focus when you heard a very soft “What is that?” From your patient. “It's just a medallion to focus on. So that i can speed up the healing process a little” he looked more confused than before. “You know the force right?” You tried to figure out how much you needed to say as He nodded his head “Well the healers use it too. We aren’t as force sensitive as the jedi, most of us can't train like them, we can't use telekinesis and all that fancy stuff but we can pick up on it. By focusing on the target and transferring part of our lifeforce we can repair yours” he looked shocked but his fingers grazed the side near the ointment. “The balm is to target the area more accurately” you fiddled with the medallion while you watched the cogs turn in Rex's head.

“Will you get hurt?” He asked, trying to sit up from where you had him pinned down “If I don't overdo it, no” you smiled at him while placing your hands back where they were “I also had years of training you know. It's what I'm made for” You saw him relax as you let the force do its thing. It only took a minute or 5 and it was completely painless for him. “Done” You felt the dizzying feeling in the back of your head. The wound was a little deeper than expected. But after Rex's concern you weren’t going to tell him that.

You moved away from his stomach and sat straight up waiting for Rex to inspect his stomach. “Amazing, does it need to be wrapped?” “No, it's clean and closed. It will sting for a day of 3 but after that you’re fully healed” you moved back to where he sat. “It will leave a scar but then again it makes you look rugged” A look of something you couldn’t quite place glazed over his face and you wondered for a second if you had overstepped.

You normally wouldn’t be so forward but well he started it with all the glances and the dusty redness that insisted on his handsome face. He lifted his arms above his head flexing the muscles he hopefully hadn’t used in a while. Giving away a bright smile he spoke in a more assertive tone fit for a captain of a strong army “It isn't safe to walk alone at this hour let's go together”

“I'm guessing you walked here. Did Kix not tell you to rest?” Your eyes sharpened recalling what he said earlier “Or did you simply not listen again” his confidence faded and all that was left was a sheepish looking smile “I thought the exercise would be good for me…” “Luckily you’re not a doctor” you shided “But what if I walk you back to the ship and then I go home?” You knew it was in 2 different directions but so be it he was still somewhat wounded.

“Then you still walk home alone” Rex indulged himself for a bit “Well i'm not of the habit of taking my work home with me,rex” he laughed “ then I take what I can get” you lifted yourself from the table “Get to it, soldier” you stated plainly taking of your coat.

You both got redressed for the weather outside. Your colleague was now 2 hours late and well you weren’t going to wait on him longer. The blond stood now next to you “Let's go” was all he said dressed in a warm rain jacket. The rain you so dreaded before was rather inviting with the right companion.

Thank you for reading and special thanks to my pookie @catnipaddictt for proofreading this fic and like all my others .

I try to get 3 out a little faster but im stuck between mathematics exams rn

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hi!!! this is sylvanianlucy btw! my tumblr account got deleted :( anyways so exited to read all ur new fics! 🫶💋

Omg hey!!! I wondered what happened to your account!

Not going to lie, I've lost a lot of writing motivation recently :(( but I am planning for a longer fic in Halloween so stay tuned 💋💋

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HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN attends Ewan McGregor's Hollywood Walk of Fame ceremony in Los Angeles, California on September 12, 2024.

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Hayden got to play with the emotional support llamas at PDX!

ALSO THE FUCKING MULLET😭

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It was that simple

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Real ones watch bad movies because their favourite dilf is in them

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BEGGING for more of the vampire reader x ani…. it was so good. I ate it up. I need more please…..

I may have something in the works, don't worry

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teeth

modern!anakin x gn!vampire reader wc: 2.1k tw: BLOOD - lots of talk about it, reader turns anakin into a vampire, kissing

synopsis: while on a routine visit to anakin, he decides he wants to be with you forever, even if that means giving up his human life

The trees of the now abandoned playground cast long shadows across the ground as you walked. The moon illuminated the road, bathing the dead silent street in a brilliant white light. You have made this trip a thousand times now, only at night, and ways by foot. It was safer for you this way. 

Rounding the block your senses pick up the rustling of a neighbor cat, who upon seeing your figure, immediately flees the scene. There is no wind tonight, the humid air of summer has long gone, replaced by a permanent nip at your porcelain like skin.

You pass by the places you know all too well by now. The sidewalk where you first saw him, the drooping willow tree where he ‘accidentally’ walked into you. You had a map of the neighborhood in your mind, pins dropped where-ever he had been. To say you were infatuated would be offensive.

His name was Anakin Skywalker. Your Ani. Sweet human Ani. He was young, well younger than you, but still a man. Rough hands and always tired eyes that always found their way to you, and you who eagerly accepted them. He was so close now, you could almost taste him. 

Running your tongue over your sharp teeth, you make your way down his garden, to the back door he left unlocked. Just for you. You tap your knuckles against the aging wood, waiting for your obsession to answer. 

A mop of curls and blue eyes appear almost as soon as you make yourself known. He was always waiting for you. He holds out his large palm for you, “come inside.” 

Anakin Skywalker never minded your prying eyes and unnatural temperature skin. It never bothered him that you only could visit him when it was dark or that you would wait until he collected you from the aging backdoor to his small apartment. All he knew was that he adored you. 

He adored the way you visited him every night and the way your words rolled off your tongue. He loved the way you spoke to him, possessive, in a way he knew he would never get enough off. 

Anakin trusted you with his life, there was something about you that intoxicated him. You made him feel hazy but focused at the same time. And he loved it.

He led you inside, past the kitchen countertop and the cluttered desk in his compact living room, until he reached the door to his bedroom which he pushed open. His hand encased yours as he brought you into his little sanctuary. 

You could hear the steady beat of his heart and the rush of blood in his veins as he settled in his plush bed, leaning against the wall. You sat opposite him as you always did, legs crossed and eyes taking him in. 

His soft sweatpants clung to his hips and as he raised his arm to push a stand of hair out of his face, you were blessed with a sliver of smooth skin. You didn't speak, you never had to, he talked and you listened. He told you about his day and what he ate for dinner. He tried to explain what it tasted like but can never find the words to describe all the different flavors. He always made an effort to try and help you understand humans more. 

It perplexed you how they lived such short lives, a brief dot in the history of humanity, and the world. You had been around for centuries before him, experience the change that came with it. Sometimes you would talk, never for long, about what it was like before cars or the invention of the telephone. 

Anakin loved hearing your voice, it was soft but smart, you always knew how to word things for him. Most nights, like this one, you didn't speak, only watched him and the pull of his lips as he told you a story. 

The words flowed out of his mouth smoothly as you remained transfixed on the human before you. He was just so precious? That was the only way to describe it. You wanted to keep him until the end of time itself. But there was only one way to do that and you didn't want to take his normal life away from him just yet 

It was like he could hear your brain ticking away, “What are you thinking about huh? What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?” He cooed at you. He spoke softly.

At the beginning of your nightly meeting, you had been skittish and unsure. You had steered clear of humans for as long as you could remember. Anakin had spooked you a few times in the past, but you had gotten a lot more comfortable around him. You knew he wasn't going to hurt you. Nowadays he loves to tease and joke with you. Anakin was naturally a flirt and he thrived on seeing your cheeks heat up. However he still made an effort to be gentle towards you. 

You blink at him a few times before thinking. “You” is all you reply, your voice quiet. He smiles at you, placing his palm out for you to take. You do, letting his large hand envelope yours. He rubs soothing circles over your knuckles as he speaks. “Yeah? What about me?” He asks in a teasing manner. 

There had always been something unspoken between you two. Although he was yours in your head, you had never verbalized your possession of him. You tilt your head slightly, “just you.” 

“Uh-huh” he nods, making eye contact. His rough hands continue to play with your slender fingers, running the pad of his index finger over your sharp, deep red nails. Nail polish was one of humanity's greatest inventions.

You could smell the blood surging away Anakin's body, you could also taste the iron in your mouth. Shaking your head, you try to snap out of it. It would be irresponsible to turn him, you could satisfy your need for blood elsewhere.

You feel Anakin take a deep breath before he speaks again. “I want you to do your thing to me.” His fingers run over your knuckles. You look at him with big eyes, wondering if you heard him correctly. You look at him questioningly, wanting him to elaborate. He surely couldn't mean what you thought he did. Could he?

“I know it sounds crazy, but I want you too” he continues. You just sit there, thinking over the options in your head. You didn't want to take his whole future away from him. He was a good human, he had a good job and a normal good life to look forward to. And if you took that away, well he would have a future, it would just be a much longer one. You don't know if you could burden him with that.

“I know you don't want to,” he speaks, “but I've thought it over and I don't want this to end. For us to end. Even if there is no us right now, I want there to be” 

His shining blue eyes met yours, searching for a sigh or something to let him know what you are thinking. Inside you are a total mess, he wants there to be an us. Maybe your feelings towards him haven't been one sided after all. You just never thought he, a human, would ever like you, something very much not human. 

“Say something?” He asks cautiously, his thumb rubbing a circle on the top of your hand. “Are you sure?” You question lightly. You wanted nothing more than to sink your fangs into the flesh of his neck, but you knew, at least up until now, that doing that would be reckless. Downright irresponsible of you. But now things had changed, he wanted you to. Anakin Skywalker was inviting you to take him for all eternity.

“I'm sure. I want this, and I know you do too. I've seen the way you look at my throat and the way your pupils get bigger when you run your fingers over my wrists. You want this probably more than I do.” He speaks, his words getting bolder by the second. 

Biting in the inside of your cheek, you think it over. It would uproot his whole life, make everything ten times more difficult than they already were. But you wanted this too. You wanted him.

“Okay” you answer finally. You hear his heart race at your reply, he really did want this. His hand squeezes you as he blinks at you softly. “How do we do this?” He asks.

You had never shared with him the secrets of turning mortals into immortals. You really had no authority too as you had never tried. You knew how it works, but this would be an experience for both you and Anakin. 

“I bite you, I'll be gentle I promise. It will probably feel weird at first, but just relax” you voice mesmerizes Anakin as he takes in your words. He was nervous, a bit afraid, but he knew he wanted this. 

“Okay” he responds to you, nodding his head. You move yourself closer to him, your legs now bumping into each other. He moves from leaning against the wall to cross legged in front of you. “Is there anything you want to do before I, you know?” You ask.

Anakin nods before bringing his hands to either side of your face. “Can I kiss you?” He asks permission, which you give in the form of a nod. He brings his face closer and closer to yours, then suddenly his lips are on yours.

The kiss is sweet and you lean into it. You had never kissed a human before but you liked it. The feeling of him so close to you was intoxicating and you didn't want him to stop. Eventually he has to break away for air, giving you a dopey grin. Now that he had gotten his wish there was only one thing to do.

You take his face in your hands, looking into his baby blue eyes. He gives you a nod of confirmation and then you are tilting his head to the side to expose the expanse of his neck. Your tongue runs over your teeth, preparing yourself. Bringing yourself closer to his neck, you can feel the blood streaming below the smooth skin, inviting you to take a bite. 

Your mouth makes contact with his neck, finding the right spot before running your tongue over it. You were finally getting what you really wanted, him. You knew deep down that it would always turn out this way. Once you attached to him, he was never getting away easily. Sinking your teeth into him would mean you got what you truly craved. 

Slowly you bare your fangs against him so that he could feel the points of your canines pressing against his skin. Not enough to break through, but as a warning for what was about to happen. You take a deep breath in, letting the smell of iron and Anakin's natural musk envelop you. It was now or never. Gently you sink your teeth into Anakin's neck. Your eyes almost rolled back in pleasure, he tasted better than you could have imagined. All blood tastes different, but Anakin's was by far the best you had ever drunken. Although maybe the fact that he was the only human you talked to made it better. 

He tasted almost familiar, sweet and delicious. You suck at the wound in his neck, pulling the divine sensation of his hot blood into your awaiting mouth. Anakin seemed fine so far, nothing drastic had occurred, however you could sense a feeling of slight unease about him. But that was to be expected with your latched onto his skin, tanned from the sun. 

You only drank what you needed from him, you didn't want to leave him weak. After you had your feast, you lap at the holes on his neck, trying to stop the flow of rich blood. You pull away in time to see Anakin flex his fingers and look at you.

He was different. His blue eyes had a new feeling to them; while they were still the same blue, they seemed to hold more depth than before. He is still your Anakin, but now he has a sense of eternity about him. You could say that he had become one of your kind. He runs a large hand through his curls before taking your hands in his. “Till eternity do us part”

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thanks to my lovely editor @memoiich for this one <3

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"Even though I was a bit overwhelmed, I was also a confident young man, and I wanted to make my mark. But I guess if I were to have some advice for me during that general time in my life, it would be: “Patience.” [M]y journey with the character and with Star Wars has at times been a bumpy one… but I’m in a good place with it now. And so that’s why I say patience."

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Hi, can you please write about scott barringer? Like how he would act as a boyfriend. Thank uu

scott barringer x gn!reader

wc: 1.5k

tw: Scott is a jerk in the beginning, enemies to friends to lovers (kind of) mentions of Scott's past (sa), mentions of kissing

comment: Hey! thanks for the request. Not sure about the layout of this one and I kinda fell like I went off on a tangent so bear with me. <3

𝜗𝜚⋆ At first Scott was so mean to you. He would call you names and pull your hair when you were looking off into the forest instead of listening to the Horizon teachers. He was a jerk to everyone but more so you. You seemed to be the laughing stock of all his jokes and constantly laughed about by him every chance he got. The other students didn't really catch on that he was always picking on you, even when you complained to them about him. They would always respond with ‘he is like this to everyone’ or ‘just ignore him, he doesn't mean it.’ 

𝜗𝜚⋆ As time progressed and the comments towards you continued, you slowly became more angered by Scotts behavior. Eventually you snap at him, going off about the way he treats you. He is stunned by your outburst, unaware that his remarks truly bugged you. After you snapped at him, he laid off the jokes and teasing. You two don't really speak much, only when you are forced to by the leaders. 

𝜗𝜚⋆ Eventually you two are peered up for a camping trip and are forced to be together by yourselves for a few days. It pours with rain the whole time and you are forced to spend most of the time trapped inside a tent with Scott. After an hour of silence you both can't take it anymore and go to speak at the same time. Before stopping and trying to hide your laughter from each other. You both end up talking and you are shocked to find that Scott can actually be a decent guy.

𝜗𝜚⋆ After the camping trip you two become friends, well after Scott profusely apologizes for how he treated you in the past. You find that he tends to hide his true feelings behind jokes and mean comments, part of the reason he was so cruel to you. 

𝜗𝜚⋆ Your crush on Scott is unexpected and frankly unwanted at the start. Sure you like Scott, but now you liked him. It was slowly eating you up from the inside. You couldn't help the butterflies that would churn in your stomach when you were with him.

𝜗𝜚⋆ You and Scott do grow closer over the months you are at Horizon, much to the surprise of the camp leaders and your peers. They didn't really see Scott as capable of actually getting along with someone. He did still tease you, but in a joking manner rather than to hurt your feelings. The two of you began sneaking out to the docks at nightfall and eating your meals together. Your feelings towards him blossomed, and you could hardly stand the thoughts you would have about him.

𝜗𝜚⋆ It was much to your surprise when one night when you were sitting shoulder to shoulder, legs dangling off the wooden lake dock, he admitted that he thought of you as more than a friend. Before you could answer him, and tell him you felt the same, he shot up from next to you and walked away quickly. You tried to catch up with him, but when you went to grab his arm, he pulled away angrily. Scott yelled at you to leave him alone and stormed off back to camp. You were confused by his sudden change in demeanor. One minute he was opening up to you, the next he was shutting down and running away. 

𝜗𝜚⋆ The next week was torture. Scott avoided you like the plague. Everytime you would try to talk to him, he would shake his head and escape, grumbling off to his bunk room. Eventually you caught him alone, over a week after his confession. It was late afternoon and you were both tasked with getting more firewood from outside to keep the cabins warm. Scott walked off in front of you, hands in the pockets of his jacket. The firewood was located outside the shed which held all the outdoors equipment, pushed off to the side of the main camp. The sun was falling behind the trees as you reached the pile of wood, Scott inspected the stack for the driest pieces. You couldn't stop your mouth from opening now that you two were alone; “I feel the same way.” The words tumbled out of you and you watched as Scott stiffened at your statement. “What?” He turned around to face you, wood in his arms. “I like you too Scott, more than a friend” you cringed mentally at your words, it felt like something out of a cheesy film but you didn't know how else to say it. “No you don't” was his reply, “you are just saying that to make me feel like a jerk.” Scott was clearly defensive about the subject but you repeated your confession. “I'm not lying Scott, I like you and, well, I thought you liked me too, at least before the docks last week.” Scott's tone was skeptical, “actually?” He questioned. “Actually” you confirm. The tension seemed to drop from his shoulders at your confirmation, “okay.” 

𝜗𝜚⋆ Your and Scott's new relationship was tricky at first. You were both nervous, something that surprised you as it was common knowledge around camp that he had a thing with both Juliette and Shelby in the past. That didn't deter you though, and slowly you both began to open up more to each other. Scott was clearly affected by his stepmother's actions - something he had told you about one evening. You had cried for him, and by the end of the conversation you your both puffy-eyed.

𝜗𝜚⋆ The rumors about Scott and your closeness began to circulate after a few weeks, and you were questioned multiple times by multiple different people. You didn't deny or confirm the nature of your relationship with the blonde, instead you would shrug them off. Eventually you and Scott were caught kissing behind the boat shed by Auggie and the secret was out. You didn't mind that the other students knew, you were more worried about Peter and the other teachers finding out that relationships were strictly not allowed. 

𝜗𝜚⋆ Scott always went to you when he was feeling out if it, you were his person and always willing to listen. He appreciated your input even if he didn't tell you he did. His trust in you grew with each passing day and he felt lucky that you were by his side. When you were sitting though lessons or on one of Peter's outdoor adventures, he would wrap his pinky around yours or bump his shoulder against yours. He always wanted to be touching you in some way, he liked knowing that you were there with him. You obviously didn't complain about his wandering hands and eyes burning into the back of your neck at all times.

𝜗𝜚⋆ Scott was a good boyfriend. He would check in on you at the end of each day and make sure you were doing okay. He wanted you to get better, just as much as he wanted himself too. That wasn't to say that he didn't have bad days. Sometimes he would be moody and down, and wanted a bit of alone time. But other times he wanted nothing more than for you to be beside him and to hear you laugh at a joke he told. 

𝜗𝜚⋆ There were always flowers and shiny rocks finding themselves onto the little bedside table in your bunk. If you asked Scott about it, he would absolutely deny that it was time. However you had caught him picking up pebbles by the river that made their way to you in the coming days. They were small tokens of his gratitude and caring for you. He just wanted you to have all the prettiest things he could find, well at least at a rehabilitation school.

𝜗𝜚⋆ When the weather was nice outside, you would throw one of the footballs for him. You liked seeing him happy and if chucking a ball over and over again made him smile, you were not going to say no. Scott loved to tell you about all the games he played before horizon. He would recount all the times he won a game or how he scored. He would light up when he talked about football so you didn't stop him. Scott told you about all his favorite players and would draw out on a piece of paper how the games went. It felt like he knew every game ever played like the back of his own hand. 

𝜗𝜚⋆ When the nights were warm, you two you sneak back down to the docks and sit in a comfortable silence. Your head would rest against his shoulder. You didn't want to think about what would happen when one of you left this place, but in your mind you always wander. Every time you voiced your worry, Scott would shut you down and tell you that he wouldn't stop seeing you. He promised that he would send a letter every week and phone you every day after school. There was no stopping him, he was determined to have you forever.

 𝜗𝜚⋆ Scott was 100% the best thing to have happened to you in a long time. You weren't sure what you would do without him tucked into the crook of your neck or fall asleep as you ran your fingers through his hair. All you knew was that you liked him a lot, and there was no way either of you were getting rid of the other any time soon.

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