The Phantom Whisperer

Chapter one: Ghosts Lead To Therapy

Hello! So, this story will be a multi-part series featuring an OC Maddie. Please give me feedback, I would greatly appreciate it <3

Maddie has always been able to see ghosts. What happens when she gets introduced to three boys that form a band with a girl she knows from her past?

To be completely honest, Maddie doesn’t even know how she does it. When she was four, she had met a kind man in the store after losing her mom isles away. Maddie had tugged on his sleeve with tears falling down her cheeks and asked if he could help. To the gentlemen’s surprise he felt a touch for the first time in three weeks. Maddie’s mother had run over and grabbed her up before he could even begin to understand.

Since then, Maddie would have multiple talks with her parents about the people she would talk to that they couldn’t see. A shrink here and there would help Maddie realize that no matter what she would say, they would tell her the same thing. “Maddie it’s all your imagination”, “Maddie do you really believe what you’re saying”, or her personal favorite, “Maybe you just need more attention at home”. All of this led to a simple conclusion for young Maddie, no more talking to ghosts. Or, in front of her parents at least.

So that’s where Maddie is now. A senior at Los Feliz High School, trying to keep her head down. No more music program and the less friends the better. No matter how hard she tried, no one would be permanent in her life. So, she decided it would be best to be on her own, for now at least. Maddie knew that she shouldn't waste her time on those who she felt didn't deserve it. The dead nor the living seemed to fit perfectly into her life. All she could count on was herself. Though, there was rarely an occasion Maddie would find herself an actual friend. There just so happened to be one ghost who she could call a friend. One who she would stop by to see on her walk to school. In all honesty, Maddie would take a detour to see him, forfeiting a couple minutes of her morning by taking the longer way.

"What up Madds!” the skateboarding ghoul rode up, bringing his board up to stand.

“Willie! How are you this fine morning? Sneaking into anymore museums?” Maddie had a soft spot for the kid who died so recently. She doesn’t remember ever hearing about it on the news, but Willie filled her in on the details one day when he rode right into her on his skateboard. He was more astonished that they could touch rather than actually talk. Willie had been sworn secrecy about it. Maddie would rather not have to speak to 200 ghosts asking her to reach out to their families. One episode of The Ghost Whisperer had made her want to stay away from that field.

“Not yet, but hey, the day is still young” Willie sent a wink her way. He was the closest person to her. They would spend countless hours after school hanging around. With him either showing off tricks or her ranting about school and her parents. He understood how she’d rather be by herself rather than seek out others, he respected that. Willie himself was a free spirit (kind of). Maddie was aware how he was tied to the Hollywood Ghost Club. She felt bad that his soul belonged to Caleb, never wanting to catch a glimpse of him or have him see her, so she tried to stay as far away to the place as she could. The stories of Caleb Covington sent chills down her spine.

“Well, I would love to hear about it after I get back from school. Don’t miss me too much skater boy!” Maddie started to walk backwards only stopping to do their handshake. Willie gave her a sarcastic salute as she turned around. Maddie continued her walk as she bumped into someone. “Oh gosh I’m so sorry!” She apologized to the man before continuing. The man stood still before turning towards her.

“My apologizes Ma’am.” The dark tone not registering to Maddie as she kept walking. Willie froze as he watched the exchange. The man turned and straightened himself out before looking Willie in the eyes. “Well well well, looks like you’ve made an interesting friend.”

“Mr. Covington, um sir, I was just talking. I promise I didn't say anything,” Willie casted his eyes towards to ground. He was not one that had the courage to face the man himself. He wouldn't put Maddie in jeopardy willingly.

“Oh no Willie, I think you’ve stumbled upon something very interesting. Please do tell me more.”

— MODERN FAMILY.

an outer banks alternate universe

— SYNOPSIS a slice-of-life series that takes you into the heart of one big, chaotic, and loving family. at the center of it all is you and rafe navigating the ups and downs of parenthood with your own kids—ranging from toddlers to teenagers—while trying to balance your relationship, your personal growth, and the wild, unpredictable moments that come with raising a family. but it’s not just about you, the obx cast is all here. they all have their own families, with different parenting styles, dynamics, and struggles.

— TROPES/TAGS established relationships, slice of life, chaotic family dynamics, fluff, very mild angst, humor, original characters, everyone’s married, parenthood, no real plot, everything is a standalone.

TEASER

—MEET THE FAMILIES 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 |

REQUESTS/DRABBLES.

HEADCANONS.

ONESHOTS.

SMAUS/TEXTS.

a/n: credits to @zyafics for the layout!! this work is also inspired by @papercranesandinkstains elementary smau. and credits to @vesearartistry for the dividers!! heavily inspired by modern family. there is no plot, every drabble/headcanon are all in the same universe but not needed to understand the other. if you’d like to request something you’d like to see just comment below here, or send an ask.

🏷️ taglist: if you’d like to be tagged for this smau, or any future or current ones, you can reply and i’ll add you!!

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callsign-mirage

8 months ago

Outsiders x Dottie (OC!reader)

Bubblegum Incident

This is my first time writing for The Outsiders, so let me know if you would want anymore! I also would like to do this same idea for another fandom (maybe Harry Potter?).

Summary: A soc puts gum in Dottie's hair, which results in a haircut.

Dottie sat in her room feeling ashamed. She didn’t want to face the boys and have them see the result of how she couldn’t defend herself. Dottie was a beautiful girl. Her looks were just the beginning of the person she was. Her gentle nature made people question whether she was an actual greaser. Though she never participated in rumbles or scrapes that would happen, Dottie undoubtfully stood with the boys. She had gotten close with Ponyboy in school, having helped him catch up on schoolwork he missed and anything that he had trouble with. His brothers, especially Dally, viewed her as an angel for keeping their brother on track in school.

This earned her the privilege of meeting the main group. and them adopting her as a sister. Even Ponyboy couldn’t help but to see her as a little sister, even though she was a couple months younger. As Dottie laid on her bed, she refused to go over and face them. Running her hand through her once long hair. As it once fell near her hips, the locks were below her jawline now. She squeezed her eyes shut not wanting the tears to fall as she remembered the terrible encounter. A group of socs had cornered her as she walked home two days ago, poking and joking to her how she was dirty and greasy. One had leaned over and remarked that her hair was probably drenched in grease that should be taken care of. He had pulled his gum from his mouth, stretching it out and wadding it into her hair. She had tried to fight him off, but she was useless against the grip of two others.

Her mother had gasped as she came home, hair wrecked and tears falling. The only solution was to cut it out, resulting in the short cut she sported now. The look wasn’t awful, it made her look more mature and rugged, but Dottie’s hair had always been long. She was scared the boys would make fun of her, saying something that boys don’t realize would hurt her feelings.

The time she had been away had worried the boys. Ponyboy had tried to call her house multiple times only getting her mom telling him that Dottie wasn’t feeling well. The boys had thought about making a trip over, but Darry said it wouldn’t be a smart idea barging over. They decided to just wait until you were feeling better to see them again.

After a couple days, and Dottie’s mother, she finally made the journey over. She took several deep breaths before knocking. Dottie knew she was allowed to just enter, but felt like she should knock after not being around her a bit. Standing there for a few seconds before the door swung open revealing Darry. His face lifting into a smile seeing the familiar girl before his eyes drifted towards her short hair. He didn’t bring it up as he brought her into a comforting hub.

“Dottie, we’ve been missing you around here.” Darry’s soft voice alerted the others from the living room. They all got up from their lounging positions and went towards the door. Releasing Dottie, Darry led her in the house. She met with many arms wrapped around her. Her nerves slipped away momentarily. All the nerves leaving as she was surrounded by her friends. Ponyboy pulled away first catching a glimpse of her appearance.

“I love what you’ve done with your hair!” He said making all the boys pull back to look. They all took turns sending compliments her way.

“It looks real good, sweetheart.”- Sodapop

“SO pretty.”- Steve

“You look like one of ‘em rocker chicks”- Twobit

“Looks really nice.” – Johny

All the boys said something nice, before Dally came up and ruffled her hair, “What made you cut it? I thought you liked keepin it long?” Dottie bit her lip not wanting to tell. She didn’t keep anything from them, but she knew that if she said anything that they would be livid. The boys would do something stupid to get payback, and Dottie didn’t want that to happen. Her lack of words made the greasers suspicious.

“What’s wrong dots?” Soda grabbed her hand trying to get her to look at him. She held eye contact as she opened her mouth. No words finding their way out just yet, only tears welling up in her eyes. Soda gently pulled her over to the couch as the others followed. Giving her a bit of space as the found a spot to sit around the room. After a minute of silence Dottie finally confessed and told them what happened. They all stood up and begin to talk over each other. Shouts of “they won’t get away with this!” and “Those dirty socs!” filling up the house. Dottie held her arms up and shook her head. As Dally quietly slipped from the house, Dottie caught their attention.

“No guys, I don’t want you all to cause anymore fuss. Yeah, what they did was wrong, but it’s not worth going out there and getting into more trouble.” The boys exchanged looks before sitting back down. Dottie let out a breath feeling a but calmer now that the boys weren’t about to barge out into the streets looking for a fight with ever soc they saw. The boys tried to sooth over the previous tension by talking to Dottie about how she looks just as great as before.

“Yeah, now we can actually see your face!” earning two bit a smack on the back of the head from Johny. They all started laughing falling back into their usual comfort now that Dittie was finally back.

“Hey where’s Dally?”

The Phantom Whisperer