#Alive Again

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Cher "alive again"

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Just because you can find a pulse, doesn’t mean I’m alive.

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Been stuck in the hospital for 12 days. No visitors aloud because of COVID. Grateful to have been brought back to life and now to be out of the icu and in normal emergency care. But still losing my mind. Everyone needs to take care of their body it’s so important. Sending love to all my followers. If you are in a situation where you are able to send me some cash through either PayPal or cash app it would be very appreciated. I could really use it for my rehab and hospital bills when I get out of here. But also healing healthy positive thoughts are very appropriated as well. Thanks for coming to my Ted talk.

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YOOOO Hi bendy! How does it feel to be alive again?

Is still weird to be alive...for another time

[ourloveisforthelovely]

Alive Again Part 1

Harry Potter AU 

Summary:  What if Regulus didn't die? What if Kreacher didn't see "everything" that happened in the cave that night? You have spent three years thinking that your lover was dead. Now you may have a second chance at life.

Pairings: Regulus Black x Reader 

Rating: M 

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Regulus lay several inches below the surface of the water as you ran down to him.

“Reggie! No, no, no...Regulus wake up. Reggie, come back.”

You reached into the water enough to wrap your hands around the lapels of his vest and yanked hard. When his eyes snapped open, you screamed. Where your lover’s gorgeous eyes had once been was milky, cloudy, and white.

Inferius...your husband was dead and now replaced with a zombie-like monster. The moment that you tried to pull away his hand reached up and wrapped around your wrist. You thrashed backward trying to pull away.

“Let go! Let go!”

You screamed. No matter how much you tried, Regulus pulled harder. The moment you fell into the lake you inhaled and tried to kick hard. You had to keep your head above water. With each kick, Regulus’ grip increased until his arms were around you fully. He pulled you further and further down into the murky water of the lake. You wanted to scream at the blank ghostly expression on his face.

“Regulus, stop! You’ll kill me!”

You screamed internally as your lungs began to ache with the need to breathe. Reaching out, you tugged hard on Regulus’ curls as they floated around his head.

“Reggie.”

You whined again as the world began to fade to black…

You snapped awake the moment that there was a knock on your door. Sitting up, you were drenched with sweat and panting. That dream again! That blasted dream that haunted your sleep every night since Regulus died.

“Mistress are you awake?”

Kreacher’s voice came from the other side of the door before he popped in. The elf was holding a tray with a silver teacup on it.

“Good morning, Kreacher.”

You said, trying to calm down. The elf snapped his finger making some nice hot tea appear in the up.

“Kreacher thinks Mistress needs some tea. You sounded dreadful this morning. Were you having your dream again?”

You only nodded as the elf stroked your hand.

“Master Regulus died a hero, mistress. He loved you very much. Now, why don’t you get up and have some fresh air? Mistress has breakfast waiting. She wanted me to let you know that she has little mistress Astaria awake and ready.”

Kreacher mentioning Regulus’ name made your heart.

“That will do, Kreacher. Tell Walburga that I will be down in a moment.”

Once Kreacher was gone, you put your hand in your hands before focusing on your engagement ring. It had been almost three years since Regulus went away on a mission and didn’t return. It wasn’t until Kreacher told you what happened did you actually know what happened.

To say that you were devastated was an understatement! You were a new wife and about to be a mother. You were not supposed to be a widow...not this quickly. Had it not been for Walburga, you weren't sure what you would have done. She swooped in and picked you right up off of your feet. Maybe you helped her as much as she helped you. Walburga was getting over her husband’s death now her favorite son was dead. You were the last tangible family member that she had. Knowing that both her daughter in law and granddaughter needed her was enough to keep her hobbling along.

You quickly dressed before setting your eyes on your wedding photo. You couldn’t help but smile. Everything was so perfect that day! Regulus had his arms wrapped around you smiling happily. It was one of the few times that he smiled. You were so used to his serious calculating nature that the genuine smile warmed your heart whenever you saw the photo.

Beside Regulus stood your brother Evan. Evan was a difficult subject for you. He had fallen apart since Regulus died. Losing his best friend was a gut punch that your older brother never recovered from. He was still a death eater but was becoming more and more reckless with each passing day. You were, unfortunately, waiting to get notice of Evan Rosier’s death.

Walking down the stairs, your thoughts were still on Regulus’ death. After he died, you could have returned to the Rosier family home but you didn’t. You didn’t want to leave Walburga alone in the cold dark home that she inhabited.

“Good morning, my dear.”

Walburga’s voice pulled you from your thoughts. The older woman sat in front of Astaria as she happily nibbled on bite-sized pieces of toast.

“Good morning. Did she wake you?”

Walburga smiled and stroked her granddaughter’s messy curls. Everything about Astaria reminded Walburga of her son. She had Regulus’ curly hair, serious expression, and pouty lips.

“Not at all. I was awake when she started making her adorable little noises.”

Never in a million years did you ever think that Walburga Black would say anything was adorable. In the beginning, you were petrified of your mother in law. You had known Walburga since you were a child. As your aunt Druella had married Walbruga’s brother had had three girls; you were very well known with the Black family.

You grew up with Regulus. Maybe that’s what made his death even more painful. The two of you were the same age and were always playing with Evan, Andromeda, Bella, and Narcissa. Sirius never seemed interested in anything that the lot of you had going on.

“We are having a party.”

Walburga’s casual comment pulled you from the memories of your privileged childhood.

“Excuse me?”

Walburga smiled.

“I decided that it's time for a party. It's been a long time since there has been some life around here. I only wish everyone could be here.”

You closed your eyes envisioning the Black Family Tapestry. Regulus was gone. Bella was in prison and Andromeda was blown off never to be spoken of again.

At least the promise of seeing Narcissa was promising. Narcissa took extra steps to baby Astaria. She and Lucius would periodically swoop in and take the two of you on pricey vacations with their little boy Draco.

“Me too. It will be nice, mum. You’re right. We do need some life around here.”

Walburga stood with a smile and lovingly fluffed your hair.

“I would like you to wear the green dress that you wore for your engagement party. That dress was lovely. I even got a lovely little dress for Astoria. It will be good fun.”

(The next night) Walburga’s party turned out to be a bigger success than you had expected. A ton of people, that you didn’t know, showed up. You found yourself wondering how in the world Walurga knew half of these people also.

“Y/n, darling!”

Your attention went from the faces of strangers to Narcissa who had eagerly pulled you into a hug.

‘Cissy, it's so good to see you. Lucius, hello.

Lucius stepped forward and gently kissed your hand.

“Narcissa is right. You do look extremely lovely. It appears that Astaria is growing. She’s lovely.”

You smiled at your daughter who was busy playing with Draco.

“Draco too. He’s a charming little boy.”

Lucius smiled, proudly.

“I’ll let you ladies have at it. I’m going to visit some other associates.”

Narcissa nodded as her husband left. The two of you sat down and sipped on champagne Narcissa was the first to speak.

“There are some good looking men here.”

You nodded, casually. The truth was, you hadn’t really looked at any of the men in the room. You had felt any kind of drive to move on.

“I guess there is.”

Narcissa’s smile faded.

“Darling, it's been nearly three years.”

As you considered what your comment was going to be, your attention landed on someone standing in the doorway. You felt your mouth drop. That face...it was the fact that you had been missing for so long.

“Regulus!”

You nearly choked on your drink. Narcissa looked as stunned as you were as you tossed your cocktail on the floor. You nearly jumped over a couple of old people. Had your evening gown not gotten in the way, there was an old witch that would have been a small hurdle in your path.

Stopping a few inches away from him. Your mouth was hanging open as you tried to decide if this was a dream. Everything looked the same; the same hair, the same mouth, and the same eyes. Your heart ached to look at his eyes. Regulus’ eyes...they were right not like the inferi.

“Hi, darling.”

His voice...it was the same. This had to be one of the cruelest dreams ever! Regulus stepped forward and wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Touch me.”

Regulus said, hoarsely. It didn’t take him being in love with you since childhood to know that you were scared out of your mind. Regulus didn’t want to admit it but you were always a bit delicate. Maybe that's why he was so excited about the betrothal that his parents offered.

You raised a shaky hand and stroked his cheek. Regulus was so warm! In dreams, he was never warm. His skin was always cold and corpse-like.

“Reggie!”

You squealed his name before jumping in his arms. This was the moment that you had in good dreams. Holding Regulus again was the one thing that you wanted more than anyone in the world!

Regulus, meanwhile, was as happy as you were. He kept his hold on you for a long time before slowly letting you down.

“Come with me.”

Regulus wasn’t ready to face his mother yet. His sights were only on you at the moment.

You followed Regulus into the small sitting room. He closed the door before turning to face you.

“I’ve missed you.”

“How are you alive? Kreacher told me...that you were pulled into that lake. How are you alive? Evan said that you would be part of the inferi now.”

Regulus’ smile fell.

“Can’t it be enough that I’m alive?”

“I deserve to know. I’ve been mourning you for almost three years.”

Regulus glanced over his shoulder before quickly walking to you and leaning down. He didn’t want anyone to overhear.

“Kreacher didn’t see it all. He saw me be pulled into the lake. I was able to get loose but I was trapped as a prisoner in that cave. You can thank Voldemort for that. He probably got my sassy note and wanted to see me suffer. I’m sorry, Y/n, but there are some things that you don’t need to know.”

You didn’t like that response. Somehow, you would get the information out of Regulus but for now, you would be thankful that your husband was alive.

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I'm alive againnn...

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Alive Again

AO3

He never thought he won’t see her again outside his dreams. It is a normal day.   Fussing at his men. Being fussed at by his employee. Setting up the printer. Starting the day not expecting anything out of the ordinary.

 

She never thought she would be back here. When she stepped through the stones that horrible day, she thought she had seen the last of the past, the last of him. He was to die in that horrible battle. To find him alive, in the past is a miracle.

 

He thinks it is Gordie returning, or a early customer. He could never have imagined, in his wildest dreams that he would hear her voice. A voice he hadn’t heard in twenty years.

 

She knew him. Even from the back. Before he spoke. She knew him. She would and could never forget the shape of his back, the width of his shoulders, the way his hair falls in waves of curls over his neck. It is held back with a ribbon, she notes. His shoulders are broader. His waist just as thin. His voice, that voice she has heard in her dreams, is exactly the same.

 

“It isn’t Gordie. It is me, Claire.” The addition of her name is unnecessary. Her voice he would know anywhere. Even if he was dead, he reckons. That face, her beautiful face. Could it be? Was he asleep and dreaming again. He feels conscious fail him in a detached sort of way. He falls in a mess of papers and ink.

 

“Oh God! Has the shock killed him?” she frantically runs down to where he is. The pulse under her fingers is reassuring. She cradles his head on her lap as his eyes slowly flutter open.

 

“Your real.” He whispers. The first words he has said to her since he said goodbye that fateful day.

 

“So are you. I thought you dead.”

 

“I tried hard enough.” They grin at each other. Fully alive again.

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OKAYYY!!!! I had another brain bleed!!!!

⚠️ SPOILER ⚠️

Okay okay okay, so imagine the last episode we see dean die but they don’t show Sam and Dean in heaven... no. Imagine, Sam never died and we see him with a family, and then!!!! They start playing suspenseful music and we see dean spying on Sam and he turns around to face the camera andddd HIS EYES TURN BLACK!!!! And then it says to be continued, and then there’s like a movie where Sam finds out about Dean being a demon but he’s worse than last time, and Sam somehow brings back Cas to help him fight one last time to save dean.

OMGGG!!! I would’ve LOVEDDD for this to happen!!! My head is full of crazy tbh 😇.

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OOH BABY, WE’RE BACK IN BUSINESS!

(I am still trying to figure out the new site so let me know if ya’ll can see the page!) 

(Also, I will find out how to make nice new post-things soon, I promise.)

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{Enter The Dress & Tailor Shop}

//Hey, been a while huh? Lets start this up again with some fresh stuff and new peeps. ;D

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Bottled Up: Alive Again - Cover & Page 1  (Open image in new tab for full size)

Comic Archive - Updated on Tuesdays

Here we are folks, Bottled Up has officially started publicly. And we already see a familiar face. At least to some who have followed my works for a long time. RGB was never used much before, but I am glad I was able to give him a home here. Tho I don’t think he’s glad that someone is stealing his wares.

Again, thank you everyone so much for all the support and making this possible. I can’t believe this comic has officially started. I know many people follow me for my fan works, but I am really proud of this world and have some really neat lore and stories planned for it and I hope you’ll give it a chance. Here’s some info about the series for new people:

What is Bottled Up?

Bottled Up (BUP for short) is a Fantasy Adventure,Slice of life, Romance comic. It’s about a fantasy world called Maalja, that is inhabited by spirits with magical powers. But in order to use those powers, magic in form of nectar is needed and all sources of nectar have ran out of their world. So, how does their society still run around magic? Maybe there is a way to obtain it and our main characters will get involved in it. Let’s find out!  

What is the age rating of Bottled Up?

You can expect swearing, use of alcohol, tobacco, violence, mature themes and suggestive jokes sometimes.

Since the main cast of this comic is based on your splatoon series, will everything reset?

Yes, BUP is a hard reset and all characters start from 0. Relationships are build again. Rivals are made again… But in new ways. Don’t expect to see exact same stories again, hehe.

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“Also you got no face. You alright?”

“.....”

“Don’t suppose you would mind getting me out of here...”

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Alive Again Part 2

Harry Potter AU 

Link to Part 1 

Pairings: Regulus Black x Reader 

Rating: M- smut

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Gravity…

Regulus had always been your gravity and you weren’t afraid to admit it. He had been your favorite playmate as a child. Growing up as the prim and proper daughter of a death eater and his wife; you had always been pampered. Your father was different with Evan than he was you. They expected other things out of your brother. To your parents, you were their precious little pet. You were the jewel that one night of passion created.

Regulus as no exception to this rule. When Evan would tell you to go away and stop pestering him. Regulus wouldn’t. He would always protest to your brother and let you stay.

He was your first kiss (you wanted to count the fact that both of you were 8 but it didn’t matter.) You were outside in Walburga and Orion’s back garden with Regulus one afternoon. The two of you lay playing with a ladybug that Regulus found. When the bug had vanished, Regulus scooted closer to you.

“I want to kiss you.”

You looked up from your place searching for the M.I.A bug.

“What?”

Regulus smiled.

“I want to kiss you like my daddy kisses my mummy.”

You frowned, considering Regulus’ words. In your little word, boys still had cooties but Regulus was different. He had always been yours.

“Okay.”

You replied as he stood up and pressed an innocent little butterfly kiss to your mouth.

Again...gravity...your world had balance again. You smiled at the memory as you stood with your arms wrapped around Regulus’ shoulders, you didn’t care how long the two of you had been kissing. You had three years' worth of time to make up for.

“You don’t know how long I have been dreaming of this. It was such a punishment knowing that you were alive and I couldn’t get to you.”

Regulus said in almost a low tone as he stroked any part of you that he could get his hands on.

“I wanted to die along with you. There is no one else.”

You said, letting Regulus see that your wedding ring was still exactly where he left it. Regulus quickly lifted you onto the nearby table and took his place between your legs.

“My wife.”

You nodded, enjoying the possessive tone in Regulus’ voice. You moaned against his mouth and fought the urge to tug on Regulus’ hair. His wandering hands stopped the moment that he reached your stomach. It was as if the turned on and desperate for attention side of his mind stopped and sanity returned. Regulus had forgotten all about the fact that you were pregnant when he.

“Our baby...what happened to our baby?”

Regulus questioned. You felt instantly guilty that you had totally forgotten Astaria.

“We have a daughter. Her name is Astaria. Oh, Reggie, she is so adorable. She reminds me so much of you. Let me go get her. She has been with your mother.”

Regulus stepped back. He looked immediately concerned.

“My mother?”

You nodded.

“She’s changed. Your mother fell apart after your father died and you went away. She loves Astaria very much.”

“Is she unkind to her?”

Regulus didn’t have to elaborate on his feelings to let you know what he meant. He was worried that Walburga may hurt the child the way that she did Regulus and Sirius as children.

“No, not at all. I couldn’t leave her, Regulus. She isn’t well and needs someone.”

Regulus didn’t look too convinced as he considered your words.

“I would like to see my daughter.”

You smiled and stepped from the room and motioned Walburga in. The older woman had been sitting with Astaria on her lap sleeping. She stood and walked toward you with a frown.

“What is it, my dear?”

You smiled. Walburga noted that it was strange to see you smile. She had grown so used to your serious solemn expressions that a smile was rare.

“I have something to show you. This will be a bit of a shock. I would recommend preparing yourself.”

You carefully reached out and took Astaria into your arms. The little girl yawned sleepily and whined about going to bed.

Walburga didn’t like surprises. Anytime that she had gotten one before it never was something that she wanted. Storming into the room, she froze the moment that her eyes met her youngest son.Regulus. Walburga’s hands went to her mouth. This was something that she didn’t expect. To her, her favorite son was dead now he stood.

“Hello, mum.”

“Regulus, how are you alive?”

Walburga managed to choke out before having to find herself a seat.

“Later.”

Regulus replied, calmly. As far as Regulus was concerned, he did his part by protecting his family. That should have been enough for Walburga (but he knew it wouldn’t be).

Regulus’ attention wasn’t on his mother. In fact, he forgot that Walburga Black sat in the room. His eyes were locked on you and the small child in your arms. She was everything that he expected his baby girl to be and then some. The little girl had his curly hair and your dainty features. She had his eyes and they were focused right on him.

Guilt...it was the feeling that was plaguing Regulus. When he had gone on that death mission, Regulus’ every intention was to come back. He tried to ignore the memory of you pleading with him to stay home You were due in a few short weeks to give birth. Now, look what happened….Regulus missed everything. He was trapped at the bottom of that damned lake in a vegetative state while you carried on without him.

You, meanwhile, felt relieved the moment that Regulus smiled. He looked at the little girl with awe-filled eyes. His normal cold demeanor had changed. He reminded you of the little boy that you had fallen in love with.

“Say, hi daddy.”

You said, softly. Astaria smiled at Regulus before shoving her face against yours. Both Walburga and yourself had shown the little girl photo’s of her father from the time she was born. You wanted to make sure that Astaria knew who her father was.

“That little smirk looked just like Evan.”

Regulus said as Astaria poked her head up. She heard Evan’s name and automatically thought that her uncle had come for a visit. You were thankful that the one thing that Evan seemed to care about was your daughter. When Evan could pull himself away from the fire whiskey bottle and the ankle that he was constantly grabbing for Voldemort; he would baby Astaria senseless. If the little girl made a peep about something that she wanted Uncle Evan got it.

“Daddy.”

Astaria said, holding her hands out for her father. Regulus gently took the toddler from your arms. You smiled as Walburga who strangely looked close to tears. The only time that you had seen Walburga cry was when Regulus and Orion “died.” You would see a flicker of sadness on her face whenever Sirius’ birthday came around (she would never admit it though).

You turned your attention back to Regulus. He was talking softly to Astaria. The little girl smiled before laying her head on his shoulder.

“I’ll put her in bed.”

Walburga said as she stood. She gently took Astaria from Regulus.

“We’ll talk later.”

She said to her youngest son. Walburga knew that Regulus needed time with his wife. She wanted to, however, make it known that her son would have a lot of explaining to do very soon.

Once Walbugra was out of the room, Regulus locked the door before turning to you.

“No where were we?”

You put your finger to his lips.

“I want some information. I’ve been without you for three years. Don’t I deserve more than what I’m getting.”

Regulus’ scowl intensified. You did deserve the truth but the less you knew the safer you would be. Regulus also knew that if you didn’t get what you wanted out of him, the subject would never be dropped. You wouldn’t let him touch you and Regulus was desperate for some friction.

“I’ll tell you just a little. Time to see how brave you are, love. The dark lord...he isn’t who we think. Y/n, things are a lot worse than we ever imagined. I found out some stuff about Voldemort that he didn’t want anyone knowing. Me being the sass king that I am called him on it and that is why I almost drowned. Love, do you know what a horocrux is?”

You nodded. Regulus leaned forward and pressed his mouth close to your ear as if trying to keep some big secret under wraps.

“So does Voldemort.”

Regulus leaned back and waited until you put the breadcrumbs together. Your mouth dropped.

“Regulus…”

“That’s all that I am telling you. Everything we believed. Everything that we were taught as children….it's a lie. Y/n, I have to keep you and our daughter safe. If he finds out that I am alive and that you know the truth...we are…”

Regulus ran his index finger over his neck as if cutting his throat.

You were still trying to take all of this information in. The realization that your life had been a huge lie was sickening. Your parents...your brother...believed in some lie.

“What are we going to do Regulus?”

Regulus walked behind you. His fingers slowly unzipped your evening gown.

“Right now, I am unzipping your dress. I am going to let it fall to the floor so I can see what lingerie you have hidden under there then I am going to make love to you.”

“Regulus…”

His hand slapped your behind making your yelp.

“We are safe right now. You know the security measures my mother has on this place. Now...where were we?”

“My lingerie has gotten a bit boring.”

You confessed as the evening gown hit the floor. Regulus bit his lip as he looked you over and began to unbutton his shirt.

“Black push up bra and lace thong...these are my favorites. I wouldn’t consider this boring.”

You quickly spun around as Regulus threw his dress shirt on the chair that Walburga had once occupied.

“Now come here.”

Regulus sat back down on the velvet sofa. You took your heels off before looking your husband over. He was still the same handsome Regulus Black. You were thankful that his athletic build hadn’t changed.

“I know that you heard me.”

Regulus said as he reached down to unzip his trousers. He gave you a devious little smile before raising an eyebrow.

“Come here, pretty girl.”

You didn’t waste any time before quickly climbing on your husband’s waiting lap.

“There. Much better.”

Regulus said, leaning up for a chaste kiss. You sighed against his mouth before Regulus leaned back. Reaching out you stroked his cheek before trialing your hand down his chest. Your eyes fell down to the dark mark that was still clearly visible on his left arm.

Regulus knew that your thoughts were quickly going away from the task at hand. He pulled you back to him, by the cups of your bra. You gasped against his mouth as Regulus kissed you feverishly. His left hand tangled in your hair as he sat up enough to start tugging his pants down.

“Take me, Reggie.”

You whined against his mouth. That was all that Regulus needed to hear. He carefully laid you back against the couch before tugging knickers down.

“As you wish.”

You cried out the moment that Regulus pushed in. He gave you all of five seconds to adjust to his size before pulling out enough to leave you gasping.

“Always such a good wife.”

Regulus cooed. You, meanwhile, were trying to keep your moans and gasps under control. Neither Regulus nor yourself had bothered with a silencing charm. The last thing that you wanted was for any of Walburga’s friends to hear you moaning from your husband’s touch.

“That was nice.”

Regulus said with a satisfied smile as the two of you lay snuggled on the couch. Neither of you had much of a drive to move from your previous position.

“Neither of us lasted long.”

You said with a yawn. Regulus raised an eyebrow.

“Remind me of our first time. We both made it like 3 minutes.”

“We have plenty of time.”

Regulus replied, leaning back into the couch.

“Maybe we should apparate to bed?”

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