We All In A Dream Rn And We Need To Wake Tf Up

we all in a dream rn and we need to wake tf up😭

please dont play with me rn.

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This way people can see they’re not alone. I have them and this would help me see that.

why r you such a good writer wtf i love your work 😭😭 i was wondering if you wrote for graves? if so, i was wondering if you could please write smth about the reader being higher military (like a colonel/ssg or something) and is KIA but the actually faked it so they waltz in when graves is grieving?

→ ⋆ title ୨୧ ;; HEROES NEVER DIE

→ ⋆ synopsis ୨୧ ;; graves has yet to figure out your abrupt disappearance after a mission. → ⋆ notes ୨୧ ;; faked death, angst with a full ending, colonel!reader, forgive me . i don’t know shit about the military but my dad’s in it if it counts😭 , i wrote this at 5 am so bear with me , the reader’s race , ethnicity, hair , or looks are not specified

“you know i like that shit!” you exclaim, proud of your soldiers. the shadow company and phoenix force had orders to come together for a save-and-rescue mission in bangkok. a new terrorist organization had disturbed the peacefulness of the residents of their home country

during the multiple operations for the shadow company and phoenix force coming together, graves took a liking to you. it was hard for him to crack your code. you were a woman of morals. work was the most important thing to you.

and falling in love in a work area? not ideal. but, it was graves. he always got what he wanted.

“uh, ya know you got that from me, right?” phillip struts over to you, a hand on his hip. “that just means i hang out with you too much.” you smile, popping a hip out. “c’mere, colonel.” phillip pulls you by one of your loose hooks on your vest, kissing you.

before he could see it, a red dot centered right on your forehead. “mo—”

pang

blood splattered all over graves. he was…confused. what just happened? why can’t he move? why is he breathing so hard right now?

he scrambled to your body, staring at the large bullet hole in your forehead. whoever it was had it out for you.

“no, no, no!” he wiped the blood spilling from your lips. “you can’t. you can’t die.” this was the first time you would see him vulnerable. and the moment wouldn’t even last long.

you weakly lift your arm, caressing his cheek. “it’ll all make sense one day.”

those were the last words you spoke to him. they didn’t make sense. he’d understand? wha—where you supposed to die? was this planned before? where you in on it?

6 years had passed. you were assumed dead by many. you haven’t been seen by anyone. all anybody knew that you were KIA. graves refused to give details during debrief. he didn’t want to remember his lover dying in his arms.

he shook his head at the thought, turning back to his computer. general shepard had sent him some files and forms to look at. he wished to be at his house, laying in his bed and staring at the ceiling. like he’s been doing for years now. but duty calls.

“knock knock, commander.”

he sighed, not wanting to be bothered for the day. maybe even the rest of his career. “it’s open.” he groaned. “well, you haven’t changed a bit, have you?” you chuckle.

his head snapped towards you. he couldn’t believe it. did the government clone you? is this real right now?

he could care less. he missed you like hell and he finally has you in front of him. “you’re fucking alive!” he pushes his chair back, running around his desk to hug you. “jesus, you’re alive.” he sobs, pulling you closer. he puts his hand in your hair, squeezing it to make sure this is real and not a dream.

“phillip, i’m—” “i don’t care what happened,” he sniffles, “i’m just glad you’re alive.”

his tears soak the top part of your tee. but you didn’t mind. you knew how much graves was hurting inside. if it were up to you, you would’ve never faked your death.

“i’m sorry. i’m so sorry, graves. i didn’t want to.” you explained. the last thing you wanted was for him to hate you. “i know, honey. i know.” his voice cracks. “don’t leave me again. swear you won’t.” he pulls a few pieces of your hair behind your ear.

“i promise.”

There are a lot of Keanu's works on youtube

Night Heat (1985) season 1 ep 1 and 2

One Step Away (1985)

Youngblood (1986)

Flying (1986)

Young Again (1986)

Act of Vegeance (1986)

Babes in Toyland (1986)

Under the Influence (1986)

The Brotherhood of Justice (1987)

The Prince of Pennsylvania (1988)

Life Under Water (1989)

Tune in Tomorrow (1990)

Freaked (1993)

i’m giving you a fatass digital kiss rn

thank you love❤️🥰

small idea ! !

"inmate 234! you're in cell 3C-7!" one of the prison guards yell in your ear. "i can fucking hear you." you mumble. with all the shit they gave you, (a mat, toilet paper, sheets, and a small bottle of shampoo), you had to waddle your way to your new cell so your things don't fall. these women are thieves, you couldn't risk anything.

once you had made it in, you looked around the cell. three women, each of them in their own bed, and a shower that looked surprisingly clean.

one girl took your full attention. it was a pink-haired girl, tatted all the way. she looked strong. and fucking hot. her forearm rested on her forehead, it looked like she was resting. "you gonna keep staring, cupcake?" your eyes widen once she spoke. "oh great, a new one." one of your new roommates groaned.

you stayed quiet and made up your bed, "so, what's your name?" the pink-haired girl spoke again. "it's { nickname }." she smiles, "i like cupcake better."

this is gonna be some eventful 3 years.

i've been watching 60 days in too much

i just really can’t believe it. aside from fezco. aside from what he’s known for. he was a really chill and funny dude man. i just wish he had the help he needed. his death hurt millions, me included.

rest in peace. we love you.

Rest in peace Angus Cloud 🕊 (1998-2023)