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“It's funny, isn't it? How it's always the last key that unlocks everything.” | RP Account for the movie adaption of Ghost Stories |

Joined October 2019
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Mike Priddle • Late 40s • Bisexual • Happy-go-lucky • Doctor • Proud father • Something shifty about him • MV/MS • 18+ for violence and mature themes • OC friendly • DM to plot ❤️ + 🔁 Please?
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// Mike fresh out of the plague like: ( Video is by TheSrushMasterAnimates on YouTube )
Good, that’s good. And soon you’ll be able to post on social media that the power of some mysterious being you invoke can actually heal them
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That would make sense, yeah. Also because magic and medicine usually don’t, you know, go together
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If you figure out why, tell me, because I’m a doctor and people keep forgetting that
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Mike couldn’t help but chuckle softly, nuzzling Stephen back “Well, you wouldn’t try to harm people for giggles,so you would be a peaceful spirit in that sense.” Mike then kissed Stephen’s forehead with a soft sigh “The only difference would be is that no one could see you.”
He scrunches his nose at the kiss and chuckles. “It’s cute you think I’d be a peaceful spirit.” He kisses Mike’s temple. “Now that I have something to live for, you’d think I wouldn’t be fighting with every fiber of my being to come back..?” He purrs, nuzzling him.
Mike shivered lightly from the kiss to his neck before chuckling, shaking his head “No. If you’re a poltergeist, then yes, but peaceful spirits will look as they do during their prime years...” Mike then kissed the sorcerer’s nose “So you would look like how you are now.”
He bites his lip. “At least I’ll look good, right?~” he teased He kissed his neck softly. “I won’t look like a bloody, scratched up mess?” He smiles. “Hypothetically, at least.” He peppered kisses on his cheek.
“I would be mad, yes,” Mike agreed, planting a kiss on Stephen’s ear “But you wouldn’t look bad. I see in different wavelengths than humans, so I see you as you were in life...it’s not the same, though.”
He blushed a little more, humming happily. “I do my best to stay alive because I know you’d be mad if I wasn’t.” He says with a soft chuckle. “Plus I wouldn’t want you to reap my soul. I probably wouldn’t look good either. Both incredibly valid cons.”
Mike nuzzled Stephen’s temple, planting a soft kiss on it as he wrapped his arms around the other man’s neck “And the promise of you gives me strength too...it always does and always will.”
He wraps his arms around him and rests his head to his. “I’ll always wait for the day you come back to me. Just the thought of you being here is motivation for me to stay strong for you.” He gently squeezed his waist, sighing in relaxation.
Mike didn’t hesitate on the invitation, immediately crawling under the blanket as he cuddled up to the other man Oh, how he missed this “I missed you too, Stephen...you have no idea...”
He nods. “Yes. I’d love for you to be here.” He lifts up the blanket for him so he could have some too. “I’ve missed you.”
“That’s right,” Mike beamed, sitting on the edge of the sofa, a pink glow now tinting his cheeks “I have a few days off, then it’s back to work...but I’d like to spend those few days with you, if I may.”
Oh. His cheeks tint with a soft blush. “I see.” He looks up at him. “So...is this technically your break before you leave again?” He was on the couch, within a soft sherpa blanket. Seeing Mike again was some sort of holiday miracle~
Mike shook his head, kissing Stephen’s cheek as softly as he could muster “No...it’s ok. I have someone else on the case...much like you, I have spirits to help me in my duties.”
He nods. “Good. Um, I’ll be here when you need me, okay? Be safe.” He rubs his hands together.
Well, he can easily take care of that, if there were. It would be easier than actual manual labor. And besides, figuring out where the magic came from is more fun
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Maybe he could fix the pipes for him? He does know a thing or two about home repairs. At the very least, he could find some more insulating gloves
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Mike shrugged, then cracking his neck with a grin “Well, Goldie is safe again. I’d hunt them down myself, but you know, busy as a bee.”
. . . Whoever did this will pay, and hopefully he’ll do the bidding. He’s too tired to deal with idiots.
// Heyyy, writer reveal
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You’re telling me. What some people don’t understand is that I deal with dead animals as well. The poor thing was hexed to have its scales fall off
Who’s the funny guy who decided to hex a goldfish? I just want to have a, ahem, “friendly discussion”
Sing with me, sing for the year Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Sing with me, if it's just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
“Dream On” seems strangely applicable tonight