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Ghost x reader but you never actually met him before. You joined a letters to soldiers program on a whim, figured there would be no harm in it since it got filtered through the charity service- your address would never be shared with the stranger.

You didn't know how to start the first letter really, so you didn't do much at all. You shared your name and a general description of your looks and your life. You asked plenty of questions, so your soldier wouldn't feel the same awkwardness you did. You were definitely projecting some image of a strong but smelly jock who joined the military to goof around instead of take things seriously, so you ended it with a pun.

"If you are near a boat, remember you'll always have a hat. Just flip the boat over-- it'll become capsized!"

Your heart sank as you read his rather curt response letter a few days later. Some asshole with the emo ass sounding callsign of Ghost decided he was too good for you. He made it very clear he wasn't likely to divulge much information about himself, mainly for his own safety. His entire letter was matter of fact and broadly negative, punctuated with a comment that he was only doing these letters because he had been mandated to by an "overbearing mother hen of a captain". He encouraged you to not put too much effort into your letters, in fact he suggested that if you were sincerely seeking conversation to pick up another solider to send letters to.

However, his post script admission that your joke was simultaneously terrible and hilarious, and that he told it to one of his soldiers and it made them groan- which he thanked you for- that made you giggle and start a new letter for him.

He tried to act like writing to you was the bane of his existence, the darkness of his week that loomed over his head like the sword of Damocles. After enough time, you learned to just roll your eyes at his dramatics and keep on writing. He continued to keep his private information away from you but seemed to prove time and time again that he did read (and remembered) what you wrote to him about yourself. Eventually, he began to ask you questions about yourself, showing genuine interest in your life.

It was him who broke the photo boundary- sent you a printed photo after months of letter exchanges. Of a man in a mask holding a rather large looking German Shepherd over his shoulder like a sack of flour. On the back, in the usual neat and pointed writing, "Myself and Riley, ××/××/××××." He didn't reference or acknowledge the photo in the actual letter, so you respectfully didn't comment on it. Despite having a million new questions about the Halloween-looking mask. How was that even tactical?

Speaking of Halloween- that was when you sent a photo in return. Well, two days after Halloween, when your photos were printed. Your friends had taken this one- it was you, asleep on the couch in your fairy costume after the party, wings bent and crooked under your weight. Your cat was cuddled up against your chest, and all in all you figured it'd possibly be an entertaining photo to share. After you sent it out to be mailed though, you started to mentally cringe.

'The first time the guy is seeing you, and you look like you probably passed out drinking! Or worse, did you look like a slut? Did you have a booger? You fucking hate not having digital copies of photos!!'

Your self-prescribed embarrassment was only swayed by the fact that Ghost passed the next boundary- he commented on the photo. Kinda.

"P.S.: That photo... cute."

You kept reading and rereading his words, tracing your fingers over the letters. He didn't seem like the guy to kiss ass, or compliment on reflex. From there, you both sent a photo with every letter.

It was nearing Christmas when you sent him a photo of you next to your Christmas tree, all dressed up with popcorn garlands and twinkling lights. You had an ugly holiday sweater on over sweats and fuzzy socks, a big smile on your face. It felt cute enough. Not that you were trying to impress him or anything.

And good thing you totally weren't, because he sent it back to you with his response letter.

"Can't stand the holidays. Bad times for me, bad memories. I don't want this, sorry." The photo looked like it had been wadded up, then upon second thought was spread back flat with a regretful hand.

You couldn't- didn't want to- imagine what he could be referencing. A man who sees the horrors of war and mankind who can't stand Christmas? Something must have really fucked him, then.

You don't send a photo with the next letter for the first time since you had began. What you wanted to say was too important.

"I'm sorry it's a hard time for you, I'll remember that and be more aware in the future. I don't do much for the holidays myself- if you need anyone to talk to... anyone who isn't some big bad killing machine, that is... call me. Seriously. This is my number. Block your number or something, I don't care. No one should have to deal with things alone. ×××-×××-××××."

Christmas Eve, middle of the night, you get a phone call from an unknown caller. You were dozing off on your couch, holiday specials on the TV before you. You take your time picking it up, your brain not making the possible connection. No greeting comes, and you say hello several times to still no response. Just breathing.

"This you?" Silence. "Ah. Okay, I can work with this." You tell him about your day, your week, the last book you read. You were talking for what felt like ages, the soft sound of breathing being your only feedback. Looking at your phone screen, the call showed at just under 45 minutes. You finally yawned, pausing in your ramblings. "I'm getting sleepy... This might sound dumb but... You mind staying on a while 'til I sleep?"

Still no response. You sigh and cuddle down deeper into the blankets covering you, eyes drooping at another movie rerun. You don't hear the call end, but when you wake up the next day, your phone records showed the call lasted about two hours.

#biting my bars #weak in the knees

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rv3rblog · 8 months

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ok srry im gna talk abt them. oc lore + oc x canon under the cut

(mommy issues and then daddy issues in this)

first oc: xavier henderson from stranger things.

xavier is mexican-american. adopted. spanish speaker. gay and poly. he started as a self insert but lowkey isnt anymore.

(i did a lot of research in immigration in the 70s-80s for this fic btw as well as foster care)

xavier has an older brother who was around 20 when his parents got deported. his brother didn’t want to keep him around and so, he was in foster care from the ages of six to seven. he ran away after an abusive home and went to his brother only for him to turn him away.

he stole some money from him, got a bus ticket and went to hawkins, indiana where he was taken in by claudia.

he gets taken by hopper first though, into the office and when claudia goes to pick up her husband she sees this little boy and takes him.

xavier takes care of dustin in principle due to the fact that he thinks he needs to in order to belong.

he sees claudia as his mom. calls her “mami/mamá” and dotes on her. she’s a nurse and constantly works doubles bc she’s raising two boys on her own.

he’s best friends with jonathan. he’s out to jonathan, will and dustin. they don’t care. they love him as him.

(prior to act i / season i)

xavier always feels like a burden to his mom. always worried that she’s gonna kick him out. she doesn’t, she wouldn’t. she keeps him, that’s her son no matter what anyone says.

come the end of act ii (season ii) when he’s in the hospital with steve she fawns over him. when she notices that steve is all alone, she takes him in too.

xavier loves his mother. does everything in his power to lessen her burden. he cooks and cleans the house. takes care of the chores around tue house. takes care of dustin, protects him from the creatures in the dark.

xavier is a mamas boy. he lets her fawn over him. he lets her hug him and touch her. he loves his mom dearly, having lost his bio mother to the system and the laws in the 80s.

he hasn’t come out to her, scared but she knows. it doesn’t bother her but it does worry her. the world already isn’t kind to people of color and the world isn’t kind to queer people either. she’s worried for her boy who is both a men of color and queer.

his mommy issues stem in belonging with her. not wanting to disappoint her, always looking for her approval and her love. he’s scared that her love is conditional, that it isn’t as unconditional as she says it is.

i don’t know how to explain his daddy issues. he didn’t grow up with a father figure.

xavier sticks with hopper most times. it’s seen more after the events in act ii (season ii) and during intermission ii (between seasons).

hopper lets him, sees him sort of like a son. keeps the promise to claudia to look after him after the events in act i.

he doesn’t have a father. he didn’t grow up with one. any older men in his life hurt him (foster care) and he didn’t bother.

xavier doesn’t know how to communicate. he can’t articulate his emotions properly. he struggles with opening up which is what leads to issues in his relationships (romantic) and he just, cant.

he tries. that’s all that matters.

love interest: steddie (endgame is a polyamorous relationship)

moving on to my next oc: tarley velaryon a house of the dragon oc.

tarley is legally speaking, laenor velaryon’s first born son. he is his heir. history remembers his mother dying during childbirth and him being born premature.

that isn’t the truth. tarley was born to joffery lonmouth and his unnamed wife. laenor’s first wife dies and so does his babe, premature labor. joffery’s wife died in childbirth as well but, he gives his son to laenor. they would raise them together but he would have a better life under house velaryon.

tarley is said to be a bastard, for he has brown hair and brown eyes. laenor is adamant that his wife was faithful to him, that tarley is his son.

it helps, that his mother rhaenys has dark hair with whisps of silver. they use that to his advantage.

tarley grows up with rhaenyra as his mother due to laenor remarrying three months after his birth.

he gives rhaenyra a sense of accomplishment, that she could be a good mother and feels secure in having her own children. to rhaenyra, tarley is her first child.

he grows up with the velaryon boys as his brothers. jaceaerys and lucerys. he takes care of them, protects them. he helps them in their sword training even if they don’t need it.

he dotes on them. those are his brothers.

tarley never stops seeing rhaenyra his mother. he has only had one mother figure and it’s her. it isn’t until he learns he isn’t laenor’s biological son that his world view shatters.

he starts to feel unworthy of being the future lord of the tides. he feels disconnected from his brothers.

(im still debating in making him half targeryen. if whether or not his mother should be a targeryen bastard and for him to claim a dragon)

rhaneyra keeps him close. always calling him “my boy” “my sweet boy” and he lets her.

tarley loves rhaenyra. he lets her coddle him, lets her hold him. even when he’s older, he doesn’t shy away from her touch. he loves her.

tarley holds a special place in his heart for her.

after learning the truth about himself (act i part iv) he doesn’t know where he belongs. he struggles with his identity and rhaenyra sees this.

tarley also takes a role of being his brothers’ protector. he tries to distract criston’s hate from then and trains with him so they train with each other. he coddles them when they were younger.

he doesn’t have to. he doesn’t have to do anything to belong in his family but he does.

going back to tarley and rhaenyra.

with tarley helping her feel confident in being his mother, what happens to him throughout the dance hurts her. he gets taken by aemond, a war prisoner. she is grief striken from a miscarriage and losing her son lucerys, only to find out tarley was taken as well, her first son?

she loves him. she worries and she plans and she panics. she is a mother first and foremost during this war. she is as much as a mother as she is queen.

when tarley starts to distance himself from her due to an argument he had with his brother, jace, she panics. she loves all her children, she wants to keep them safe. safe.

when the dance of the dragon breaks out, tarley watches his brothers die. all of them. he loses himself in the fight to rhaenyra.

his mommy issues are more complex. like xavier, he wants to belong. his issues are more on belonging. he doesn’t feel worthy of rhaenyra seeing him as her first son. he doesn’t want to disappoint her. he wants to keep her safe. time and time again she proves that her love is unconditional towards him but he worries.

okay now, his daddy issues? insane.

after joffery lonmouth died, laenor kinda disappeared. he still took care of tarley, didn’t want to burden rhaenyra while his son was a babe but he struggled.

tarley, as he grew, stuck with rhaenyra and his brothers. watched as laenor only drank and stuck with this one knight.

laenor, barely if not didnt, help rhaenyra raise them.

that is why tarley took the mantle on keeping his brothers safe. they were his responsibility since laenor wouldn’t.

harwin was a father figure to him. he trained sometimes with the knight at nightfall when he couldn’t sleep.

harwin doted on him the same way he doted on his brothers.

harwin died and tarley felt like he lost a father.

laenor is more complex. he was around, sure but, he wasn’t at the same time. laenor, as time went buy was emotionally absent. he didn’t let tarley get close to dragons (with good reason) but he also didn’t offer an explanation.

he is drunk most times, off around kings landing and barely makes time for his sons.

tarley sometimes feels like he is connected to his father. he loves him, truthfully. he is always defending him.

when an argument breaks out between tarley and aemond about him being a bastard like his brothers he corners laenor.

laenor is drunk but tells him the truth. laenor is blunt about. he doesn’t tell him the full truth however.

tarley struggles with his identity. of course he does, he was told he was a velaryon his whole life only to turn out he wasn’t.

when laenor dies, tarley lost another father. days within one another. then, rhaenyra marries and he hates daemon.

tarley and daemon are.. so incredibly complex.

daemon tries bonding with him, he does but tarley doesn’t let him. tarley is stingy and hateful and it makes sense for a twelve year old to grow resentment.

tarley softens, throughout the years though. he notices how his brothers let him in and he decides to do the same, for their sake.

he has to lead by example.

so he lets daemon in.

his daddy issues are from his father’s negligence. emotionally absent father. his father figure dying and then gaining another father so soon. he suffers from seeing where he belongs, who he is. is he laenor? is he harwin? is he daemon? is he a mix of all three?

it doesn’t help that history remembers him as “the cruel heir to the seas” and “prince daemon’s prodigy” due to how angry he is with the war btw.

love interest: aemond targeryen

now third oc i have developed fully is: aeryon targeryen another house of the dragon oc.

aeryon is aemond’s younger twin brother. the twins are favored by their mother. they are the youngest, apart from their brother daeron who is in oldtown.

aeryon is more favored however. alicent seeing her mother in him. in how he has a darker blonde and brown eyes.

aeryon is a mamas boy through and through. he loves her.

in his eyes, she can do no wrong.

here’s what takes the cake: i have a little quote im going to add when i write more chapters that go “aeryon goes from being queen alicent’s favorite to being hated by her.”

aeryon grows up with team green. he has issues that stem from his mother’s religion and his father’s neglect.

a part of him fears becoming like his mother. he fears getting trapped in a prison of his own making. he worries for her.

he sees her a bird trapped in a cage and he wants to free her. truly does.

aeryon grows up, loved by his mother.

however when the war breaks out, he isn’t by her side. he flies to dragonstone on his dragon, begs for his half sister rhaenyra to keep his mother alive.

no one on team green knows though. they think him a traitor. alicent still defends him though, always does.

his mommy issues aren’t as deep. he grew up loved by her and he loves her. however, he is a reflection of her in certain ways. he picks up her nervous habits due to always being around her. his twin, aemond, tells him that if he was born a girl his mother and him would be identical.

he fears being caged like her. he doesn’t want to be caged but would rather be free. he is her reflection for the religious trauma, for being her son. for being favored. he struggles with being seen, being coddled, suffocated.

now his daddy issues… i am a viserys hater. i hate him so bad.

viserys sees his brother, daemon, in the twins. he calls them daemon when he gets bed riddened, more ill.

he doesn’t remember aeryon’s name. he says aeryon got daemon’s temperament, his anger and rashness. aeryon hates that.

aeryon struggles with being seen by his father. he wants his father to see him for him and not his uncle.

he stays with his father somedays after lessons, pitying him. he wants to be seen and he isn’t.

he is seen as daemon, never himself.

aeryon struggles with identity. he doesn’t feel like his own person. his twin sees him like their mother, someone fragile to protect. his mother puts pressure on him and his father doesn’t see him.

his father’s negligence is something that cuts him deep. he doesn’t know how to feel his emotions properly. it’s why he lashes out. he acts out to be seen by his father but he isn’t. he lashes out to show he isn’t delicate but it doesn’t matter. he struggles and struggles and doesn’t know how to cope.

love interest: jaceaerys velaryon and baela targeryen (end game a polyamorous relationship)

— maybe in another time i’ll talk abt my ocs and their love interests. this is all i got abt their mommy and daddy issues for now.

biting the bars of my cage bc why are all my mother son relationships so complex in my oc x canon fics oh im insane

#this got so long #i rambled for so long jesus #can u guys tell i fee like i dnt belong #and that i have mommy issues #the daddy issues are here too btw #lol !#i am unwell #oc thoughts #stranger things #stranger things oc #house of the dragon #house of the dragon oc #hotd original character

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