#I'm not going to sleep yet kiddo its not my time

[missmarveledsblog]

Flumpy part one ( jake seresin x reader )

SUMMARY: The dagger squad all were wondering who the mysterious figure was in one of the rooms in the base only to discover to bradley's explaining it was pete maverick mitchell's  kid  with out seeing them fully before leaving jake makes a comment he will in future regret .  y/n doesn't let the man off light with the comment either . 

warning : enemies to lovers kinda , straight up self indulgent writing so soz slight comedic feel although that just my opinion ( sorry) 

They gather in a curious bundle , looking in a the figure Head down on table large hood covering everything from head up as they tried to figure who it was that was well they hope was a sleep since the said figure hasn't moved .

" you sure they're alive they literally haven't moved in what ten minutes or more" one whispered.

" they allowed to be in here i mean what if its a civilian" another gulped.

" i mean they could be a bum" the tall blonde mused.

" hey what you standing around for" roosters head tilted looking at his squad members.

" there's a possible dead bum or civilian in there or dead civilian bum" fanboy looked into the room eye widening at such a possibility. Only bradley knew , his lips twitched in amusement at his friends assumption .

" nah that just mavs kid , must of fell asleep waiting" he explained as they looked more.

" jesus who would of thought mavs offspring would be flumpy there" jake grimaced .

" flumpy what are you twelve" phoenix rolled her eyes only for the figure to scoff.

" cyclone is looking for you bagman" rooster cleared his throat remembering why he was there in first place .

"Course he is needs a real man's help huh , see yall , bye flumpy" he called loudly as the figure head started to rise .

A quick nod to Pete as he passed yet their eyes all focused as the figure yawned and stretched out . Pulling the hood down to reveal the figure was a woman , a beautiful woman at that.

" hey kiddo sorry I got held up you ready" Mav smiled as she stood stretching aching muscle .

" ready as i'll ever be plus don't worry about it i got some z's"she smiled only seeing a group of new faces well not exactly new but in person new. " oh shit did you guys need the room , bradshaw you told me it was free" she glared at the man a comical sight giving their size difference.

" pretty girl you should of just went back to my place if you were tired... not like that you filthy people she like a sister to me" .

" i wouldn't be so tired if i had slept on way here but no someone a singing driver , i wanted to kick you in your great balls of fire" she grumbled.

" stop being so mean i gave you my hoody when you were cold little shit" he shot back .

" do i need to put you kids in time out" mav asked.

" you going hard deck tonight" bradley rolled his eyes.

" nah i need to unpack and sleep more" .

" she coming beach tomorrow since she's our new mechanic get to know you all" mav spoke up ignoring the glare she sent his way.

" beach tomorrow apparently also hi i'm Y/N" She turned holding her hand out to the group as the boys started pushing each other to be the one shake her hand only in their antic phoenix got in there .

" natasha trace but you can call me nat or phoenix" she smiled proudly getting their first.

"Well nice to meet you i already know who you all are from the glowing reviews i got from the two old men there" she chuckled shaking their hands.

" so where were stationed before here?" fanboy bashful spoke up goofy grin as she looked at him.

" oh i'm not in any form of military i got clearance and a civilian contract life of a navy nepo baby" . " come on we show her around the hangar" mav called all following behind .

She didn't need to see the hangar not when she been in it a billion times before during her childhood . following in the footstep of her mom charlie blackwood being a civilian contractor was a little surreal maybe because rooster was also there it was like they were the new generation . both legendary parents but she couldn't take the extra steps trying to be in her dad's shadow,that would of never worked although it seemed anything that could fly was a great love must of been genetics in this case.

" well as i live and breathe y/n it good to have you on board" she turned to see admiral beau simpson sauntering over towards her .

" admiral nice to see you again" she nodded politely not little how the man was looking at her .

" pleasure is all mine sweetheart if i'd known you'd be here i would of gave you the private tour" he almost purred as her own face scrunched up.

" i got her plus i need her check out phoenix jet for the test runs on monday so she's a little busy at the moment admiral" pete mitchell stood in front of her easily also not liking the way the older man was looking at his daughter.

" phoenix could you show me the way please oh admiral tell that darling wife of yours i say hi" she walked of linking arms with the female aviator .

" would that be all sir" rooster asked . " yes erm i forgot i got a meeting , rooster i got hangman in the end" he said making a slightly quicker exit.

" so what's the problem or did my dad make it up" she asked looking at the jet itching to get working .

" sort of shaky on the landing and steering is a bit stiff it can wait til monday really i think your dad just used.. And she gone" she watched the new woman in the hanger climbing up to assess everything out.

" i shouldn't of said anything" mav laughed knowing what his daughter was like.

" roo here" she called pulling the hoodie off only to hear metal clanging . " oh this place never changes" she shook her head seeing the men looking at her in awe.

It seemed as though everyone in the base had a reason to be in the hanger that morning , some excuses were almost believable others not so much when a recruit handed rooster a stapler insisting they needed it for any reason .

" nice to have a fellow female in her really was being a meat fest and don't even getting started on the pissing contest some of these guys can have"nat called .

" definitely hasn't change" y/n shook her head . " i mean between rooster and hangmans ego's then moment their on the ground best friends it's whiplash at best" .

" hangman? Blonde guy wonder if he's the one that called me flumpy" she mused with a giggle .

" you heard that huh?" .

" loud and clear what an asshole" she checking thing over before moving on to next part.

" i'm sure he'll take it back when he see's you" nat whispered almost reveling to see hangman's reaction to it all .

" hey need help" the guys called.

" nope it's all good i'm actually finished but thank you" she climbed down covered in grease and oil but she didn't mind .

" please come the hard deck so i can get you drink fixing my baby" nat smiled hopefully.

" no can do i need a shower , nap and unpack but i will see you all at beach tomorrow right" she asked all nodding away eagerly.

" you ever play dogfight football" bob asked slightly surprised at his own bravery to talk to the pretty lady .

" oh i'm not even attempting to play that i got a book with my name on it while you guys get all sweaty also stealing nat so i'm not on my own" she smirked .

" i'm fine with that" nat high fived her whilst sticking her tongue out at the others .

"come on you we get you home" maverick lead her out.

" no one tell hangman" was all nat said once they were gone all silently agreeing wanting to see hangman's reaction to the real flumpy .

The moment he stepped on base all he heard was his fellow officers gossiping like little girls usually he would of rolled his eyes and scoffed at the immaturity but jake seresin was always a sucker for pretty face and now he was full fledged curious .

" i think she'll be at hard deck i hope she is" he heard passing by yale . smiling like cat got the cream knowing it was no contest to who was going to get the girl .

" well look who finally showed his face , mav just left that long ago needing to drop his kid home" nat said almost too sweetly although his mind was elsewhere.

" great flumpy's gone anyways you guys heard or seen the smoke show , how true to the scale is she hot" he asked .

" lava like burn through anything hot" Javy spilled out as rooster tried not to react .

" well i guess i'll know later when i'm buying her a drink tonight i'll let you know how hot she is tomorrow though" he winked heading into the locker rooms.

" who's gonna break it to him" payback asked.

" no one dare say a word think of it as my christmas present" nat rubbed her hands together all heading to get changed and ready to have a few drinks after long day .

It was safe to say jake was annoyed the next morning , the mysterious hotty never showed at the bar so he couldn't brag like he wanted which in turn had the gang busting his balls for the forward assumption . it didn't help they were doing it all way to the beach or when he was helping set up the table for the food that was coming but he also had to listen to hear how cool mavericks offspring was maybe he was wrong about the dude or whatever then he start thinking flumpy was why the hot girl was there since they both showed up on same day which irritated him a little more then he cared to think . when he saw the hottest girl he'd ever seen like show stopping hot walk on the beach maybe he could get over the whole thing by getting her. He wasn't going to just go over no he pretend to throw rooster the ball only for it to land right near the woman . " don't worry i'll get it" he winked and strolled over so cocky and confident . sunglasses hid how his eyes raked over her the sundress that hugged her body like a damn glove , like it was made for her and her only . how her hair flowed messily down her back or how it fell to the front as she picked up the ball . " sorry ma'am my friend there can't seem to catch a ball" he stood a little taller , tensed his muscle a little knowing the ladies loved it. She looked over at rooster eyebrows raised before throwing the ball to him.

" looks like he's not so bad at all" she said walking with her towel under her arms ready to set it up .

" or maybe he wanted to impress you" jake followed .

" or you got a shit throw" she said placing her things down placing the towel on the warm sand before pulling the sundress over her head to reveal the red bikini that sat under it .

" hey kid you wanna help penny carry down the food before you get all comfortable" mav called

. " sure thing old man" she walked off leaving jake coming to a horrible realisation.

" was that?" he asked his fellow squad members.

" flumpy" the all called back" with shit eating grins .

"oh and hangman she heard you say it" nat cackled as his face completely dropped .

With the bragging right now and truly down the toilet giving as she wouldn't even look so much as his direction although . hell it seemed baby on board was in with more of a shot then he was. He was also now a fan of don't judge the book without fully seen cover that was his first mistake. Damn the cover was just his style that was for sure.

" just give up hangman , she not into you , you've ruined your chance" payback smirked as they began loading their plates .

" oh don't you worry boys i will have her eating out palm of hand and sweating for more" he laughed only they we're not laughing .

" man shh" javy whispered eyes darting behind the texan.

" what you know it i will have her riding me like a bull at a rodeo by the nights end" only instead of continuing a clearing of a throat .

" excuse me" she pushed past loading her own plate.

" darling how much of that did you hear" he winced .

" enough you tell you that i'd rather starve then eat from palm of your hand and walk to china the ride in your rodeo cowboy" she scoffed walking off sitting down on her towel picking up her book and completely ignoring the fact that jake seresin existed . which only to his torture while he was playing pool she was chatting away to some of the guys at the bar. He watched as the fawned and flirted with her , dropping their best lines while she let them think she was lapping it up , oh she was good he would give her that.

" your not gonna give up are you" coyote asked .

" not by long shot" jake smirked potting his winning ball . 

Part two

[panpanghost]

I can't believe it but part 3 of this :

_"Hey guys!" Monkey king jumped off his cloud and into the sand where the gang was waiting at the shore,

_"Monkey king! Are you okay?! Where's Macaque?!" MK asked worriedly,

_"Hey hey, easy budy. I'm as gorgeous as ever and Macaque is asleep." Wukong put his hands on MK's shoulders and he could feel MK relaxing after saying that,

_"Oh, that's great. Wait- asleep? Why is he asleep?" MK went back to his worry,

_"He was trying to find new info about the crown as well and stayed up for a couple of nights so I thought I'd just let him sleep."

_"he must be working hard... did he find anything?"

_"Unfortunately no."

_"Fiddle sticks... But don't worry! We found something! But thankfully it's wrong."

_"Why would you say that?"

_"Because if what we found is true, Macaque would've been dead by now." Mr. Tang added,

_"What?" it was almost a whisper, Wukong now understands why MK was so worried, "Ahem. Why? What did you find?" he asked hoping it's nothing serious,

_"Well, the scroll said it's 'the corrupted king's crown'. It's supposed to take over the person wearing it. Once under its control, they start to destroy everything around them until it absorbs all their energy... and soul..."

_"Well no need to worry. Macaque has healed nicely and hasn't used his powers to destroy anything, so maybe it's another crown or the information is badly translated." Wukong said smiling,

_"Really?! Oh that great!" MK felt relieved, so did everyone else, their faces finally lit up.

_"Show me the scroll and I'll look into it, maybe ask a few old friends."

_"of course, here." Mr. Tang gets the scroll out of his bag and gives it to him.

_"Now that that's out of the way, I feel so much more relaxed and super hungry, I'd love to eat some noodles." Mei said giving Pigsy a side eye and everyone else joined,

_"ALRIGHT ALRIGHT!! I GET IT!" Pigzy snaps at her, well... if he's being honest, he's also hungry.

_"Do you and Macaque want to join us?" MK asks the monkey king before they started heading towards the ship to leave.

_"I don't think that's a good idea, kiddo. Staying here is safer for him." Wukong felt his heart squeeze when he saw MK's disappointed face, "Once he's all good, we'll go together and have a feast." he said and winked at MK, and it did make him a bit happier.

Once everyone left, Wukong opened the scroll. Damn it. It is the same crown... Is that why Macaque couldn't use his powers? Is that why he couldn't heal and needed my powers? Is that why he couldn't recover his memories? He did say that he feels pain in his entire body every time he tries to use them...

That's...

GREAT! So as long as Moonpie wears the crown he won't leave. But... the soul sucking part is worrying. He hasn't lost his mind yet so maybe the spell wasn't completed properly when whoever did this put it on him. I need to make sure that part is out of the way-

_"Wukong?" Macaque startled Wukong when he came from behind him,

_"Oh, peach! What are you doing here?"

_"I heard them leave so I came. Did they find anything?"

_"Sorry peach, they only thought they found something but it doesn't fit so we're back to zero."

_"Oh.. That's disappointing."

_"Hey hey, don't be sad, it's just a little set back, you'll be fine, I promise." Wukong hugged Macaque and gave him a little forehead kiss,

_"Yeh, I guess." Macaque said hugging Wukong back, "I just don't know what to do. I'm lost." Why...

_"Well, for starters, how about we take a long hot shower, and then I give you a little massage aaaaand maybe we can watch TV, there's a show I KNOW you're gonna love."

_"*sniff* yeh, that sounds good." Why are you lying?

_"yeh?" Wukong held Macaque's face in his hands, "You have nothing to worry about."

_"I know." Macaque said as Wukong wiped his tears, "I have you."

_"Yeh you do! Now let's go, we'll order some food as well."

_"oh I love that! Can we get some noodles?"

_"I'll get you whatever you want." You just have to stay with me and I'll give you the world.

_"I want a piggyback."

_"pffff, haha! Alright, get up here." he held him on his back and headed back home.

edit: part 4

[romanoffsbish]

Afterglow

Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

A Torn up Masterpiece

Semi-CW/IW Canon — Not EG Canon

Warnings: Break-Ups, Heartbreak, Blood, Violence, Death (Steve/Vision). Happy Ending though.

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Put you in jail for something you didn't do. I pinned your hands behind your back, oh.

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Natasha warned you this would happen, but you were incredibly naive, and just as selfish.

"Nat, I—.," she turned to you from the window with a glare so harsh you stumbled backwards., "You what Y/N? Thought following me after I expressly told you not to was a good idea?"

——

——

You watched the woman you loved with all of your heart become an enemy in a matter of mere minutes. Only an hour ago was she sleeping soundly atop of your chest after an exhausting reunion, and now she's ripping your heart out of it instead with no remorse.

She was terrified, that much was clear, but she also looked to you like she'd been betrayed. Natasha didn't trust easily, that was her nature, but in the last five years you'd broken down every last wall until you reached her tattered heart; just to be another person to slash it...

"Natalia Romanov, we have you surrounded.," the familiar voice of one General Ross boomed against the shifty trailer, and the redheads jaw clenched., "Put my hands behind my back, and escort me out to them Y/N.," her eyes held no room for an argument, but you didn't care.

"No, I-I won't turn you in Natasha! I can't.," she softened for the briefest second., "There's no other way Y/N, you've sealed our fate.," she handed you the handcuffs then turned away from you and her heart broke when you sniffed aggressively as you latched the metal around her wrists but her stoic resolve never faltered.

"Good going kiddo.," Tony clapped your back, and you spluttered at the insinuation., "Nat, No I-I swear.," Tony gripped your shoulder so hard that you faltered, then your eyes met a sea of green, the storm brewing within them was harsh, yet gentle with its pleading. The both of them silently saying to you: "shut up and play pretend.," to which you responded by dropping your gaze from the redheads and by stepping into line with Tony who sighed in clear relief. "We'll fix this Y/N, I promise you that much."

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Fighting with a true love is boxing with no gloves ; Chemistry 'til it blows up, 'til there's no us. Why'd I have to break what I love so much. It's on your face, and I'm to blame.

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I need to say: Hey, it's all me in my head.

I'm the one who burned us down, but it's not what I meant. Sorry that I hurt you.

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I don't wanna do this to you.

I don't wanna lose this with you.

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Tony was no help to you, but in your time of need you found solace in the Captain, even though you were just at odds a month prior., "Y/N, I could do this alone you know.," the man was nervous as can be, he knew he was risking facing Natasha's wrath by allowing you to tag along, but he also couldn't deter you but he still had to try., "As if Rogers, now let's go!"

The raft was deemed impenetrable, but it was like nothing to get in for a Super Soldier and a determined girlfriend with a stolen Stark blaster. Taking out the men was just as easy, you we're starting to wonder if this was privy to what the national defense team looked like, because if so the Avengers really did need to make up or the states were surely doomed.

Steve and you entered the room stealthily, your eyes landed on Wanda first, your heart broke at the sight of the young girl in heavy restraints. Without even a second thought you blasted the lock of her cell, setting her free, then you used your powers to fry the latch off her cuffs.

When you were certain she was okay you turned around to see Steve free'd everyone else, but Clint and the ant guy you briefly fought as they chose to stay behind. That's when you noticed Natasha with a menacing expression on her as she spoke to them in harsh whispers.

By the time you were going to approach she was done, looking to you her harsh exterior faltered briefly, but you watched as she put it back on, turning away from you without even speaking to you. It'd been a month since the arrest, and you were just hoping for peace, but it was clear the redhead was still furious.

Everything Natasha does is to protect you, she'd have remained in that cell for all of eternity if it meant you were safe and sound. So she's going to continue protecting you even now, even if that means breaking your heart, and shattering her very own just the same., "We're over.," Natasha managed to get the words she never imagined using out, her heart twinged as they poured from her lips, but she kept a straight face to live up to the facade.

"What?! Nat, no, please...," you cried out as you instinctively launched forward, latching onto her from behind and holding on for dear life., "We can work this out—please, I love you so much. We can live on the run together. I don't care just so long as I have you—please Natty."

Natasha was grateful you couldn't see her, the way her eyes were brimming with tears against her will wouldn't help her to sell the breakup., "I'm tired of your inability to listen Y/N, don't come looking for me again—I'm done here.," she shrugged you off, then continued to walk away from you, leaving you to fall into your sister who was quick to catch your body.

"Shh, sweetheart it'll be okay.," Wanda coo'd, she looked to Sam for help, and the man was at a loss for words, but he scooped you up, and carried you out of the building anyways. Nat watched him leave with you from the shadows, then she snatched Wanda just before she could leave too., "Erase the footage Wanda, she can't go down for this.," the Sokovian nodded, red irises flashed before Natasha to show her the job was complete., "She's safe now Nat."

"Thank you.," the redhead finally let her tears fall without restriction so the witch pulled her in for a hug., "It'll be okay Nat, we'll figure it out, and you'll be able to get her back.," the reactive flutter in her chest felt empty, the words she needed to hear didn't feel promising, but she wouldn't give up on you—never, so she decided to believe the words that there was something to hold onto here; there had to be.

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I lived like an island, punished you with silence

Went off like sirens, just crying.

Why'd I have to break what I love so much?

It's on your face, don't walk away.

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I need to say: Hey, it's all me in my head.

I'm the one who burned us down, but it's not what I meant. I'm sorry that I hurt you

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It's all me, just don't go.

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Natasha was nervous as she entered the main room of the compound with the rest of her fugitive-esque comrades besides her. Rhodey greeted them., "Well. You guys, really look like crap. Must've been a rough couple of years.," he wore a bittersweet smile, and pulled her in for a brief hug, and though she returned it with a smile her eyes were scoping the room for you.

"Hey guys, don't listen to the old man, I think you all look great.," you softly greeted from the side as you entered the room with supplies, but just like Nat's eyes were only on you, yours were fixed on her just the same., "Hey Y/N.," she smiled warmly at you, the same way she used to when you would wake up besides her, it was her way of saying 'I'm so fucking sorry—we'll talk later, please...,' and you smiled back at her in confirmation before refocusing.

Natasha couldn't take her eyes off of you the whole time that Steve droned on about the stones removal, and where it would take place. Two years had come and gone without you and she had never been so miserable before, it was like once she had you her heart would never be able to beat properly again without you there.

"Her thoughts are so loud.," you chuckled as your sister buried her face in your shoulder., "Stop listening.," you suggested and she glared at you., "What part of loud don't you get Y/N?"

Natasha felt her unsteady heart settle when she heard your far away giggling, she remembered all those times where it was her to cause it. Unwarranted jealousy filled her at the idea that someone else might be that for you now, that her misconception of protection cost her you.

"Go talk to her.," the witch grumbled, and now it was your turn to glare., "Not now Wands, it is the time for a serious battle, not a world war.," your sister snorted, then she looked to you with soft eyes., "Love is worth the fight Y/N/N.," her eyes then drifted to the 'man' asleep at her side, and you comfortingly laid your head atop hers.

After a couple hours the jet landed, and you were the one helping to get Vision safely into the building. Everyone briefly debated what was the best course of action until the King's high tech security system alerted you to company., "Wands, you stay here to guard Vis, we'll be a-okay.," you gently kissed her cheek., "Don't you think you should stay too?," Nat suggested, you deadpanned., "No, not at all."

*She's a big girl Natasha*, Natasha shrugged, *I'm just trying to ensure she remains alive.*

The battle was heinous, ugly creatures broke through the barriers in droves, and no amount of energy you could surmise was ever enough to dwindle their numbers down. It was as if they were simply respawning, and if the sheer size of the army you were facing wasn't enough you now had giant murderous wheels coming at you, and the woman who still owned you.

With everything you had left you focused your mind on short circuiting the machines, which worked out swimmingly, but then you faced their sudden need to tumble forward, so you did all you could do as you tackled Natasha.

She huffed at the sudden impact, and you stared down at the breathtaking blonde, and for a moment you decided this wouldn't be the worst way to go if she's the last thing you'd see. The impact you were expecting never came, you looked up in time to see your sister tossing the machines into a pile of the monsters.

"Y/N.," Natasha calmly said your name, and you were painfully aware that you were still on top of her., "Uh, sorry.," you scrambled off of her, then in a stroke of luck your poor sister was tossed into a ditch so you didn't have to face the awkward situation for very long.

"You'll die alone, as will he.," Wanda winced when the alien kicked her down, and Nat cooly spoke for the both of you., "She's not alone."

Between the three of you she was handled in no time, and without a moment to breathe you were all traveling across the field to face the proclaimed madman himself. He basically obliterated your friends, tossing the strongest people you knew around like they were rag dolls, and you were truly shocked., "Nat!"

Thanos threw her across the field on his way to your sister and the stone. You knew you should be focused on the mission, but your mind was racing with thoughts of protecting Natasha. Nothing mattered to you more than that.

You began to rip the branches away from the blonde, no matter how painful it was, or near impossible it felt you were determined to free her from Thanos's odd magical confinements., "Y/N, stop—I'm okay, and you're bleeding.," you shook your head., "No, you're not okay Natasha, you're trapped, and I won't have it."

It was a pointless fight, the more you tore away the more they grew right back, but you weren't thinking that rationally. Seeing Natasha in this vulnerable state worried you to no end, and she could see just how stressed you were, it was a bittersweet warmth, but it indeed blossomed in her chest to see just how much you still cared.

Natasha shimmied out of the trap just to hear Wanda's pained scream, both of you watched in horror as she was tossed away from a dead Vision, then your eyes tracked to where Thor was stood with a grimace, then in the next instant your entire body was tingling., "Nat?"

Your shaky, battered hands gripped hers, she looked at you fearfully when she saw all of your friends fading into nothingness behind you., "Y/N? I—.," her lip trembled when she felt your hand dematerialize in her own., "No, please..."

"It's okay.," you did your best to calm her down, because sure you were fading away, but seeing her so broken truly hurt you more., "I love you Natasha, we'll meet again, I promise."

Your blood was on her hands, her already gushing ledger was now tainted with you too.

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Meet me in the afterglow.

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Natasha couldn't believe what she was seeing as she looked at the compounds live footage, the shrinking man was stood there shouting, and her hand was swift to buzz him inside.

"So you're saying that you spent the last five years in a time vacuum?," she looked at him for clarification, her hope now slowly fizzling., "Yes, well no—it's not a vacuum, it's a portal.," he clarified., "Also Miss. Romanoff, it wasn't five years for me, it was only five hours."

Natasha watched the man scarf down her peanut butter sandwich while processing his proposed solution. It was far fetched, but it was the most promising thing to show up at her door yet so she wasn't going to squander it. There was absolutely nothing she wouldn't do to get you back, she didn't think she could hold out much longer without you and her sister.

Both victims of a heartbreak induced by her, and both snapped away before she could make the amends she'd been desperately trying to. Shaking her mind of the tragic honesty she focuses on calling the only man she knows who can pull something of this magnitude off.

Tony, after being reminded of him letting Y/N down on more than one occasion decided he will indeed do his part to fix this horrible mess.

The teams were set in stone: Natasha and Steve were to collect the soul stone from Vormir, and the trek up the mountain side made enjoying the view of a purple and orange sky impossible.

"I bet the raccoon didn't have to climb a mountain.," the redhead grumbled, and the super soldier chuckled., "It isn't that bad."

"Speak for yourself.," she huffed, but before the playful banter could continue she was raising her gun at the ominous floating entity., "Natalia Romanov, daughter of Ivan.," he shifted slightly., "Steve Rogers, son of Sarah."

"Who are you?," she growled., "Red Skull.," Steve answered through gritted teeth, his first ever Avenger level foe somehow slithered his way into what he hope would be his final one.

"Where's the stone?," he readied his shield and his fists, but the entity before him held no fight, he simply guided them to the cliffs edge., "What you seek lies in front of you... as does what you fear.," the friends shivered at his grim tone., "The stone is down there?," Nat asked.

"For one of you. For the other, in order to take the stone, you must lose that which you love. An everlasting exchange. A soul for a soul."

Natasha took a seat on a log, the gravity of the situation weighing her down, but she knew that no matter what took place on this mountain that she'd ensure that you got to return, that you would get to live—no matter the cost.

"Whatever it takes.," Steve repeats his earlier sentiments, and Natasha jumps to her feet., "No, it can't be you Steve, it has to be me."

"Natasha, now you're being ridiculous. I've lived a long, and full life. It is my time far more than it is yours.," the burly man pulls his friend in for a hug., "Don't squander this second chance at love Natasha.," her heart skips as he mentions you—someone to come home to., "Missing out on my chance with Peggy is my heaviest regret; fix the mistakes of the past."

"Steve, it has to be me—my ledger is dripping."

"So is mine Natasha."

"What?! No it—.," he chuckled sadly as he moved to cut her off., "I defended, rallied and stood for a corrupt military time and time again Natasha. Costing thousands if not millions of young people their lives. All that potential for life squandered away fighting the senseless battles of selfish government heads all because I wore the stripes and sold the war."

Steve sighed as he saw the look in her eyes, so he placed his hands on her shoulders., "Let's get this over with Romanoff.," he stepped away and raised his fists, prepared for the fight of his life, and that's exactly what she gave him as she struck the man with a large volt of electricity., "Tell her I loved her Steve, with all my heart."

The man writhed on the ground in pain, but fortunately for him the serum coursing through his veins coupled with pure adrenaline lent to him returning to his feet swiftly., "Tell her yourself Natasha!," he grunted, throwing his shield with just enough force to knock her down, and it effectively knocked the wind from her lungs, and therefore the fight in her body.

"Give this to Sam when you guys win.," he rushes out, he's not got long before she's back on her feet., "Tell him that there's no one more deserving of the mantel than him.," he left the shield atop of her to slow her down even more., "Please, also tell Bucky that I love him, that he's allowed to move passed his ledger, and that I'm sorry, but this is the end of the line."

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Natasha's not sure how it got this bad so fast, but as she clutches her ribs, and wipes blood from her lip she wonders if it was all for not.

Did Steve jump for nothing?

Will you really be gone forever?

Does she die today knowing that she failed you in every manageable way possible?

"On your left.," the coms crackle but she hears the man loud and clear., "On your wing.," you add, and Natasha's heart beats wildly when she looks up to see you actually on his wings., "Woman! Get down.," your giggle warms her entirely, and she herself smiles fondly when thinking of how only you could enter the end of the world battle in the happiest of spirits.

"Lady Natasha.," the redhead turns to face the beaten down man who'd shared in her fight against the purple titan of the past., "Catch!"

Natasha's eyes widen when Mjolnir is headed straight for her, she instinctively reaches out to catch it, and when her fingers crackle with a bit of blue she gasps—she's worthy.

"I knew it!," she smiles back at the Asgardian, then she readies herself for battle., "Avengers," she presses down on her coms., "Assemble."

The entirety of your side charges forward, you find yourself smiling as you follow Natasha's lead, she was always the real voice of reason so you are rather proud of her for filling the role. All you wanted to do was talk to her, as that was what you were so close to doing after two years before you were snapped into the void.

It was grueling not being able to, but you knew you needed to focus as the aliens surrounded you, jolts of electricity continued to leave you, knocking them down in droves, but your body was still exhausted from the previous battle back on Wakanda, because for you that was only a few hours ago, so your work got sloppy. Now you found yourself on the ground, sharp talons hovering above your face, you pushed against its arms until red tendrils lifted the creature, and Mjolnir flew it across the field.

Wanda yanked you up from the ground, and as you steadied you locked eyes with Natasha just as soon as the hammer returned to her. She smirked at your look of shock, and you shyly dropped your head before following your sister who had intended to face the purple man.

While she held him in the air, tearing his suit from his body you used jolts of electricity to keep the aliens away from her, and to your absolute luck a blonde reminiscent of a comet comes barreling down from the sky, and takes the gauntlet from the evil creature with ease.

Carol had the gauntlet, Wanda held her hand, and you slipped yours into hers for the safest bet that none of you will leave in a body bag.

"No.," Natasha's heart drops—not again, she will not lose you for the fourth time, but as she went to run at you Clint caught her., "Trust the process Natasha.," she thrashed in his hold., "Fuck the process.," she had met your gaze and her fight stopped, your features were so calm, so like Clint said—she would have to trust you.

"Are you guys ready?," your sister nodded, and you did the same before facing the furious titan. He was kneeling on the ground, panting heavily in a moment of obvious weakness.

Carol lifted the gauntlet, and as she prepared to snap Natasha sobbed at the sight of you, your smile of anticipated victory faltered, and the anguish you were experiencing as the powers surged between the three of you was obvious., "Not so inevitable, huh?," you still managed to taunt the man through gritted teeth, and just as you finished the blonde snapped her fingers, and the army of aliens slowly disintegrated.

Natasha watched you slump into Wanda who was struggling to keep the both of you upright, but the witch managed to lean the both of you into a pile of rubble for the short time being. Natasha ran at full speed, dust settling around her as she raced to be at your side, no amount of aching in her body could stop her either. Once she reached you she pulled you into her instead, holding you upright and leaning in to press her forehead against yours as her tears continued to race down her red cheeks.

"We did it Natty.," you coughed with a dopey smile, and the redhead shushed you for the sake of your strength., "You did so good detka, I'm so proud of you, so incredibly proud."

"Detka?," your eyes were now softly glistening, her heart ached at your unsureness, she gently moved to cup your dirtied face in her hand., "Tell me that you're still mine.," she sobbed., "Please Y/N/N, tell me that we'll be just fine.," You met her pleas with a tired smile, and nod., "Even when I lose my mind?," she giggled at your question., "Especially then, an unhinged Y/N is incredibly hot.," her heart fluttered wildly when you giggled too, she missed this.

The happiness quickly faded though as you softly voiced your unfiltered thoughts to her., "Tell me that it's not my fault.," she quickly shook her head., "Oh detka, you were innocent, forced to watch your family falling apart. I'm so sorry for adding to it, but I had to protect you."

"You know, we could've faced it all together Natty, I was ready to risk my freedom for you.," she frowned at the idea of all the lost time, and part of her even agrees now, had she known then what she knew now she would've let you., "I-I know detka—leaving you behind was the hardest thing I've ever done, and it will live within my heart forever as my biggest regret."

"Please, tell me that I'm all you want Nat.," there was an insecurity in your eyes she never thought she'd be faced with. How you could still be questioning her want—no, her need for you was a bit perplexing., "Of course you're all I want Y/N, a life without you is unbearable."

"I want this Natty, we can leave this all behind us, and move forward having learned better, how not to burn down it all to the ground."

"Even when I break your heart?," this time it was her with the insecurities swimming in her gorgeous green orbs., "No.," you sighed sadly., "But if you promise to never do it again then we can do this, we can be us again; be happy."

"I promise.," her hands fell to grab yours, she brought them to her lips for a smattering of soft kisses., "No more running, or breaking. This love is too precious to squander.," she softly moved your hands atop her shoulders, and you finished the move by connecting them behind her neck as hers settled on your hips.

Natasha desperately wanted to devour you after all this time, the way you were staring at her didn't exactly help either, but she settled for a few slow kisses as to not overwhelm you., "I love you Natty.," she smiled so wide that the kiss was broken apart., "Ya lyublyu tebya Y/N."

The grim battlefield was full of similar reunions, but the two of you were none the wiser as you stayed in your own bubble for as long as you could. Once the two of you parted Natasha went off to find the frantic soldiers, and you went to collect the devastated witch. Wanda clung to you as you escorted her to the undamaged car Natasha pointed out to you earlier, and by the time the redhead made it back to you she found the both of you asleep and cuddled up together in the backseat.

As quietly as she could she got the car started and set the GPS for her Ohio childhood home. It was completely furnished as she'd been in the process of readying it for you over the blip. No amount of naysaying ever stopped her from believing your sisters words all those years back. That hope for a future with you was all that kept her breathing the last seven years, and now that you're here she's breathing fine.

Natasha admired the sunset as she coasted down the Highway, once she settled in the middle lane she readjusted the rear view mirror to catch a glimpse of you. The rays of orange and pinks softly casted over your sleeping face, and oh did you look beautiful.

You were positively glowing, and Natasha was simply basking in the warmth of your love.

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This is my Endgame.

❤️Kaitlyn🥰

[ask-sibverse]

Sundown (Shard's old verse)

"You sure we shouldn't add churros to the basket? He loves the darn things," a deep voice said.

"I'm sure Core. The chocoflan will pack just fine for dessert for the trip," the other voice said.

"I don't know. Did you buy the good containers for storing the taco stuff, Nightmare?" Core asked.

"Core, you know I did. Calm your slippery tentacles. You are gonna wake Dreamy," Nightmare replied. He was busy packing up the last of the basket, making sure the juice drink he made was safe in the thermos to keep is chilled. Today was a big day for Dream after all and he wanted to make it special. His cyan eye turned purple for a moment as his corruption decided to talk again.

"You think he will like it? We really haven't let him explore the other aus yet because he is so young still," Core said with their mouth.

"You worry too much Core. I think he will love the sight. I've been keeping this place hidden for nine months now since we found it," Nightmare said. "We didn't get a chance to celebrate last year because Dreamy broke his arm during it and was in too much pain. He forgot all about it. Plus the major panic attack and nightmares about being stone again..."

"It will be fine. Dream is a tough kid. He is your twin after all," Core soothed their partner.

"Yeah. Lets go then," he replied as he walked to their shared room. Dream refused to sleep without him and he couldn't blame the now ten year old. Even if they weren't the same size anymore, he liked the closeness of his twin. "Hey Dreamy. Time to wake up brother," Nightmare said as he gently shook his brother awake.

Dream woke up with bright eyes and looked at his bigger twin and tackled hugged him. "Nighty! I had a dream where we were climbing mom and we were up so high that we saw the stars even in the day time!"

"Oh that sounds like a wonderful dream," Nighty cooed over his brother. "Mom would shake whenever we climbed her."

"Can we visit her?" Dream asked. Nighty looked away.

"Maybe another day," Core interrupted. "Don't you want to see what the surprise is first that we've been telling you about all day?"

"Oh yeah! You guys promised a surprise!" Dream cheered as.he got out of bed and ran to the closet to find clothes to wear. Core laughed at that while Nightmare thanked his partner for distracting the kid.

"Make sure to pick warm clothes. Its a bit chilly where we are going," Nightmare said.

"Sure sure!" Dream called out a he threw clothes around the room to find the perfect outfit for himself. He eventually picked out purple sweatpants and a golden sweater that had a bumblebee on it with the words *I'm a Cutibee!*

Nightmare chuckled as he helped the kid dressed. "Okay let's head out then," he said once Dream was ready. He opened a portal and the three of them went through to one of the many space aus. This one was on a planet that had purple grass with closed flower buds scattering about as the sun was still in the sky. It was just a field with a single lavender tree with pink leaves swaying in the wind.

"Oooohhh this is so pretty Nighty!" Dream shouted as he ran around the place. "Why are the flowers not opened?"

"Have to wait a bit for that kiddo," Core said. "They bloom when the setting sun hits them."

"That sounds awesome! Then I can make flower crowns!" Dream yelled around as he kept exploring the area.

"Don't go too far. I brought food," Nightmare called out. He smiled as the child ran as he set up their little picnic area. Once ready under the tree, he called Dream back and they started making and eating the tacos.

"What's so special about today?" Dream asked.

"Well, today is your 10th birthday," Nightmare said "Happy birthday Dreamy."

Dream's eyes widen at that and he laughed in joy. "If its my birthday its yours too Nighty! We are the same age!"

"He's got you there Nighty. 510 years old the pair of you. How you feel old man?" Core snickered.

"That makes you 502 today then Core."

"Oh shush. Corruption doesn't age. Just like we have no feelings. Just because we met 502 years ago doesn't mean anything," Core said.

"Corey! It does mean something. That is the day you came into our lives and became family with us! That should be celebrated too. I know it was a hard day for all of us, but we need to make happy memories today now!" Dream said.

"When did my brother get so wise?" Nightmare chuckled as a tentacle rubbed on his head.

"When you started reading to me," Dream giggled back.

The three of them spent eating and drinking and then got into a tickle match which Dream won despite it being two to one. Core decided to switch sides at the last moment. The sun was setting as they ate and soon it was reaching the point it was going to disappear. Nightmare settled everyone down and pulled Dream into his lap, tentacles wrapping around him to keep him warm.

"Its almost time," he said.

"Time for what?" Dream asked.

"Watch."

As the sun hit the edge of the world and a bright flash of light came from it, the flower buds started to glow blue and bloomed one after another. Transparent blue petals and blue crystalized centers erupted all around them, filling the purple field with a blue mist as they shimmered in the darkening sky.

"Its so pretty! I wanna draw this!" Dream said as he moved from his brother to check out the flowers. He started picking some and came back and was working on a crown.

"Yeah. Not many people know about the place either," Nightmare said.

Soon Dream was done and put the crown on Nightmare's head. "Now you and Core have a present from me! Its so pretty how the flowers glow against the goop."

Core and Nightmare laughed at that. "So it does. Thank you Dreamy," he said as he pulled his brother close and they both hugged him tight.

"Best birthday ever!" Dream announced.

"Best birthday ever," Nightmare agreed. Looking where the sun went down minutes before and smiling in earnest. They went home once Dream fell asleep.

[shebeafancyflapjack]

Revelations

Set after the final part of Stolen by @idiotwithanipad in her Gore AU.

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Rarely did she fight the monthly surge of exhaustion that weighed down her brain and muscles.

The last time, in the cave, had been an exception, she hadn't wanted to leave poor Ames alone. Not to mention her body felt ever so uneasy not sleeping in precious moonlight. Usually Mummy got her ready for bed in plenty of time before the birds sang, brushing her hair and humming her lullabies, prepping Silver's head for a month of pretty dreams as it began to roll down onto her shoulder, then cuddles and tucking in on her bed of cornflowers, kisses and I love yous and then...sweet sleep.

There was no Mummy here now. And no Amy. Not even her Flu...Fada...No, hehe. Giggling and whimpering, she tried to sense her surroundings, barely managing to stay upright as even her echolocation seemed to dim.

"Woah, woah, easy there! How about you sit down, kiddo?"

Not alone, at least. Not completely abandoned.

"Amy's da...Humphrey?" She remembered, reaching her hand towards his voice; "Where did everyone go, hehe?"

Before he needed to answer, there were two sets of footprints in the room. One large, one smaller and yet the smaller one was clunkier than the big feet. How funny! Wait...

"Ames?! Ames, is that you?"

Silver tried to feel towards her friend. On her second step, her ankle went limp and she stumbled forward.

"Oh pisscake, hehehe." She cursed.

"Mmm!"

Silver raised her hand again, trying to feel for a thick black hoodie. Instead, a pair of arms lifted her up off the ground.

"Wee! Ah, wait...Who is?!" They weren't Mummy's arms. They weren't fluffy either.

"Don't worry, Silver, love. That's just my body. Amy gave him an instruction to take you to bed." Humphrey reassured from his spot.

Silver relaxed slightly, "Oh! Haha, cheers babe. Wow, that cloak is surprisingly cosy! Can see why you like snuggling in it for bedtimes, Ames...Hang on, where's Mummy?"

She could hear Amy's boots alongside her and the Body as it carried her across the room. A set of fingers reached to write into her arm.

"'Told...me...to...leave...her...to...deal....with...Him.' Oh no! Oh, no, no, Ames, no!" She tried to wriggle out of the arms but, holy shit, they were surprisingly strong. "They shouldn't be left alone, hehe."

More jabbing.

"'Don't...worry...about...Mum...she...got this...Dad's...Body...Won.' Won? You mean....Oh gods. Hehe." Even her compulsory laugh was dulled slightly by the pitiful imagery her mind conjured up.

The arms set her down on a cold, hard surface, made only slightly pleasant by the beam of moonlight cast down from above onto her weakening body. The broken fireplace.

Her eyelids were growing heavier. Dreamland was beckoning, with all its infinite wonders. And yet she dreaded the idea of falling asleep just yet.

Something was calling her. Something...needed her.

"Mmm." Amy knelt close and took her arm.

'Sleep...Silv...It's...okay.' Haha. Okay? Ames, where have you been this past couple months, haha. I'm high as a kite at the top of Mount Everast and even I know this is fucked!"

A slight chuckle from her friend, contained so as not to douse a bucket full of energy drink onto her bed for the month.

"'Meant...you...safe...We'll...be...fine.' Yeah, I know us four will! Mummy and your dad won't let anything happen to us again and, damn, you've shown you can handle yourself with a boot and a spiky collar, haha. But...what about Fa...what about him?'"

"Don't you fret about him, kiddo, your mum will subdue him or cage him or whatever she needs to do. And if he dares to act out, we'll just send the other me after the filthy knave." Humphrey commented with contempt.

That's not what she meant. She...oh gods, her head was the most mixed up it had ever been. And that was saying a lot.

Where was the fury and hatred for the creature that had burned in her chest before he'd cast that spell? Where was the rage and thirst for justice?

All she could see in her mind's eye now, when she thought of him...were the words he wrote into her brow.

'Fada love crown. Fada wear it all day.'

She sniffled, heart aching at the memory. Love. Love. If he was nothing more than a monster than he wouldn't be capable of love.

"Mmm." The sound beside her is full of worry.

'Silv, what's wrong?'

"It's just...Just doesn't make sense, Ames, haha...He...He did this horrible thing, I know, but at the same time, he only...."

"Come with me, dilly dilly."

"Oh not you again, hehe. Are you just going to sing or actually be helpful?!" Silver berated.

"Mmm?" 'Who are you talking to?' Asked Amy.

"That Lyssie girl! Can't you hear her? Hahaha. Why does she only ever want to bother me?" She turned her head towards the voice; "Just tell me what you want!"

In her mind's eye, she created the best image she could based purely on the voice. Young. Female. For some reason she felt compelled to give her a simple dress, dark ages to medieval period, peasant based on her accent, and the most beautiful braids. Saxon or Viking, she thought. Was that what she was?

The silhouette of the girl stretched out an arm.

"Take my hand, tilly tilly."

Oh. Well that was about as blatant an answer as she could get.

With a groan of effort, Silver pushed herself off the stone of the fireplace and staggered unevenly towards the voice, dead arm hanging loose at her side. Amy mumbled with concern behind her but Silver kept going.

Have to find out what this is about. Can't fall asleep and miss a whole month without the rest of them having answers.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Like back in the ballroom, but far worse. Water leaking down into several areas. A constant plop into a puddle in the far corner.

"What is...?"

Something slips between the fingers of her good hand. Not a body, not liquid, not...anything familiar. Just a force. It guides her arm upward and twirls her around, close to the constant drip.

"We shall fly where the sea meets the sun..."

Silver gasped. Of course. The same as before. There was something hidden in the water here. Like footprints in deep, buried earth, except carried in water, recycled via steam and rain for hundreds of years. Trapped within this cursed land just like the spirits themselves.

"Show me, hehe. Show me, Lyssie." She whispers, letting the force lead her in the dance.

"Uhh...is this normal for your friend before she falls asleep, Poppet?"

"Mmmf!" Somehow she could tell that Amy was gesturing for her dad to be silent.

Silver bent her leg and spun, as graceful as she could in her boots and her weakened state. Calling on the mist, on the water that obeyed her as fire and smoke did to Mummy, she used the energy of her dance to collect the droplets and solidify them, freeze them, reform them like pieces of a broken portrait.

She sang the song, Lyssie's song, under her breath as she worked and concentrated. What is it? What else could they possibly need to...?

"Stay back, lass. Keep away from the window."

"Why? What be happening?"

There's screaming. Chaos raging outside. A nearby village in turmoil as women gather their children close and men grab whatever they can use as weapons. An invasion? A raid?

"He's back, ain' he? Lord in Heaven, what he doin'?"

"Nothin' for you to worry about, Liz. You know he don't dare set foot in this 'ere manor. Must be protected against forms of the devil such as he."

"He not devil, Godric."

The girl's voice was somewhat broken. As if she'd had to recently relearn how to use the common tongue. But it still held a passionate and courageous tone for one so young.

"Thou woulds change her tune if ye witnessed some of the carnage he caused to that there town!"

"If I might play demon's advocate," came a different male voice, booming with energy, "He doth only attack those that go for him first."

"Which they be right to do when the creature be tryin' to snatch their baby girls!"

"Girls? He...he be looking for a girl child?"

"Lyssie, love, settle-."

"No! No, can ye not see? T'is me that the creature wants! He shall not stop his ravings till he doth find me! Even after all these years..."

"By my honor, child, the beast will never lay a claw on thee again."

"He not a beast! He...He never harmed me. Not really."

"May not have tore into thee, no, but I remember the feral pup who dids follow William here that morn. Thou has made impressive progress to act as a young lady again but, for many a moon, thou were afraid to so much as crawl out from under the table. That be his influence after all thy years in captivity, were it not?"

A beat.

"Yes...Yes, t'was. Howe're...He were as much a prisoner as I. He were alone for many an aeon before the wolves took my leg and my life. He dids trust no man or fellow beast that be fully grown. He...He lost so much and...he coulds have abandoned me to the other monsters. But he didn't. He protected me. Brought me friends...He...He were just afraid..."

"Ha! Great monster like that, afraid? Don't be daft, Liz."

The louder man cut in; "Ah, t'is not that hard to believe. When I journeyed to the southern parts of the world, I encountered the most fiersome lions that could rip a man to shreds in one swipe. But then, in one kingdom I ventured, one king who thought too much of himself had one of the same beasts locked in a tiny cage. Allowed his guests to poke it with sticks and throw rocks upon its head. Starved and shaved the poor thing till it resembled little more than a big, trembling cat. And the rest of his pride had been skinned and decorated the palace, cubs stuffed into toys for the young princes."

"Does thou have a point?"

"Yes! Because I dids look into that great beasts eyes as it lay in that cage, forced to face the mounted head of one of its mates. No one can tell me that creature dids not have a soul, for it had clearly shattered."

"Just like my guar....my friend." Lyssie interjected; "He made a mistake. Only out of fear...Fear of losing me as he had so many others. Doth not make it right but...I cannots punish him anymore. I cannots abandon him to his misery when he never abandoned me."

"What be thou saying, love?" Asked Godric.

"I is saying...I be ready. I is ready to face him. Ready to...forgive. I think. Even it only be to bring him some peace...to stop his bouts of madness and risk to others...."

The ruckus seemed to lessen outside. Followed by a long, mournful howl. A lone wolf seperated from his pack.

"Ain't no way we be letting you go face him alone."

"Then come with me. Take me to him. I know, deep down, this rage and misery not be what he wants. Not in troth. He merely be in pain....so much pain...and I is the only one who knows how to soothe him. He let me go...in the end...I owe him this much."

A longer silence as the two men exchanged dubious looks.

It were the louder man who broke it.

"All right, lass. Seems the chaos is over now. At first light, we shall take thee to the woods and let ye do what you feel is right..."

And then what?

What came next?

Silver blinked as the memory dissolved, ice melting back to water, then evaporating into her departing mist.

She faced the Voice.

"What happened? Did you...?"

She sees her face. Lyssie. Pretty little thing, even with the heavy scars all over her, similar to Mr. Fluff's. Her blue eyes are shining with tears of regret.

Silver watches as the young teen lifts her hands up...and then they slowly begin to fade, skin turning bright as the sun, then lifting upward towards the ceiling.

Oh. Oh, no.

Lyssie gave Silver one last look down, her hand reaching to her. Eyes full of sorrow. Pleading.

Tell him.

"Darling girl?!"

Lyssie dissipated completely at Mummy's words as she entered.

Silver fell to her knees.

"Uhh, does anyone mind explaining to me what just happened? How the water just...spoke?" Humphrey frowned, followed by Amy's startled mumbles.

They heard it too! It wasn't just in her head.

"That was...Lyssie..." Silver panted, feeling ever so drained; "The girl I thought he'd taken but....He didn't. Hehe...I was wrong."

"Shh. Never mind that now, my love. C'mere. Mummy's got you."

Smoky tendrils enveloped her, lifting her up as smoothly as Amy's dad's body had, guiding her into Mummy's arms that held her close.

Silver's heavy head lay on her shoulder.

"Mummy...did you know about Lyssie?"

A brief hesitation; "Yes, little'en. I...I did once glimpse the name when searching through the creature's tormented mind. T'was shortly after I stopped him skulking off with a Living girl child."

"What?!" Humphrey exploded; "You'd seen him do this before?! You knew what he was capable of and yet you allowed-?!"

"Hush, cloaked one! That were centuries ago! Shortly after mine own death. And I had convinced myself it were but a brief moment of madness. He be tender and gentle with the little'en, as if she be his own kin. When I saw who he believed the child was, I thought t'were only those with yellow braids who I needed to keep him from." She confessed; "And when years passed without him so much as glancing at any little'en without more than an irritated sneer, I thought...Well. I thought wrong, clearly. I'm sorry."

Silver slid her arms around her mother's ribs.

"Mummy...you didn't burn him, did you?" She asked in a fearful voice.

Mary tutted; "Of course not, my darling. And yet, less than a few hours yester, was that not what thou desired? To make him suffer?"

Cringing with shame, Silver shook her head, a tear sliding down her cheek.

"Not anymore, hehehe. I was just thinking of myself. Of how he wronged me...but it's not about me, Mummy. I get that now. He...He's suffered for years and years. I saw him through her eyes. Kya's, hehe...Oh, Mummy, he loved her so much! And Am...Pin. The other girl...He never got to say goodbye to them, Mummy. Never got to see them grow up." She wept, despite the grin cramping on her lips; "Just like he never...got to hear Lyssie forgive him....It's so sad!"

"Forgive me for not having my hands to play a violin." Snipped Humphrey, who then grunted as Amy gave his head a light swat.

Mary simply held her daughter tight.

"There there, little'en...Can thou hear the birds begin their sing songs? It nearly time for thee to rest." She kissed her pink fringe; "And when thee wakes, this shall be nought but a bad dream...."

Silver opened her eyes. Burning timber and charred flesh began to waft against her nostrils.

She pushed away from her mother's embrace.

"Hahaha, what you doing?!"

"Same thing I did to our tormented creature, love. I burned the memory of this month from his mind. He shall not remember his crimes. And neither will you girls." Mummy stated.

Silver tensed, her body trembling.

"You mean...it'll...go back to normal? We can go back to our woods and...Mr. Fluff will be our friend again?" She asked, frowning.

"Well. Not quite." Mummy's voice hardened; "A betrayal such as this can never be forgiven so easily. We shall need time before anything can be close to normal again."

"A good five hundred years or more might be sufficient for me." Humphrey mumbled. Amy gave a squeak of worry; "Oh, it's okay, Poppet. I wouldn't keep you and Silver apart, I'll just need you both to play here where I can be close. Don't want that thing going anywhere near you again, don't care what he remembers. I know what he's capable of now."

"Them terms be acceptable, cloaked one." The witch agreed, solemnly.

Silver faced her, her fiery silhouette all there was in her vision, save for the moonlight.

"And....he won't remember?"

Her mother nodded.

"T'is for the best."

"Oh....Oh, Mummy, that's..." Silver backed away; "That's WICKED!"

"Silver!" The witch frowned.

"How is that fair?! You're going to shun him for something he doesn't remember? Something he can't atone for?! Amy's going to be kept away from him and he has no idea why and neither of us can tell him?!"

"....Darling. There is no other-."

"Hey! I've got an idea, hahaha! You ever thought of TALKING to him?!" She laughed, fasceously; "Instead of just going straight to magic lobotomy?! Haha."

"Don't be rude to your mother! A creature like that is beyond talking to-."

"Oh shut up, head bit, haha. You might be Amy's dad but you're not mine!" Silver snapped at him; "My daddy is dead! Both of them! Closest thing I've got to one now is left alone out there, scared and confused! Hahaha. And I'm the only one he has left who cares about him!"

"Mmm!" Adds a protesting, suppressed voice. And a familiar hand squeezes her own.

"Oh good, haha, thanks Ames. I'm glad I'm not alone and crazy, haha."

"You girls are just kids. You've been brainwashed, you're too easy to forgive. Me and your mum, we're the adults, we know what's best." Humphrey berates.

"Please, listen to him, love. All this stress, it not be worth it. The beast crossed a line and I will allow him to prove himself. But he has hurt me ever so deep and Mummy needs time to-."

Silver wiped at her face. Catching a teardrop on the end of her finger, she summoned another burst of power, then threw it on the floor.

It shattered like a light bulb. A burst of mist rose up in the centre of the room.

"YOU DARE TO DEFY ME?! AFTER ALL I HAS DONE?! I SPENT CENTURIES TAKING THY SUFFERING AWAY! I LET YOU BE PART OF MY FAMILY! AND THIS BE HOW YOU THANK ME?!"

The monstrous, shrieking voice shook the entire house, along with the sound of sky splintering thunder.

The witch gasped; "Darling...No, please..."

But Silver willed the memory to continue.

"I WILL NOTS ALLOW ANYTHING TO STAND BETWEEN ME AND MY LITTLE'ENS! INCLUDING THEE!"

The sound of rumbling clouds and uncontrollable fire gathering into an inconceivable force. Followed by an explosion and an agonised whimper, like a dog being battered by its master.

Silver released the memory. Tension chilled the room worse than any mist.

"Would it have been better if we'd erased your mind, Mummy? So you didn't have to feel guilty? If Mr. Fluff and I spent the rest of time cowering from thee and you didn't know why? Or do only you get a chance at redemption?"

Tears of guilt and shame evaporated from her mother's burned tear ducts.

"I....I don't even wanna know what that was." Humphrey mumbled from the side, not having been present for that particular showdown.

Mummy took a breath and tried to reach for Silver once more.

"Please, my love. Just let Mummy-."

"No."

The witch's smoky arm lunged forward only to bounce off a ward of mist around the young witch. Silver giggled, tears on her cheeks.

"Don't ever touch my head again. Hehehe....Goodnight, Mummy."

The girl's eyelids closed as her body crumbled to the floor. She lay on her side, one hand reaching out into a beam of moonlight.

The white mist coated her like a translucent coffin.

Amy frowned and knelt beside her friend. She reached through and touched Silver's shoulder. The girl did not so much as twitch.

"T'is fine, little'en. My girl hath only summoned a ward around her while she sleeps to keep my magic at bay." Mary says with bitter acceptance; "I cannots rip the memories from her head if she doth not wish it to be. Stubborn little wench."

Humphrey cleared his throat. He caught the witch's attention, raising his eyebrows, gesturing to his daughter. No such sheild surrounded her.

Still reeling from her own daughter's sharp reprimanding, Mary touched Amy's cheek.

She would at least allow the girl a choice, after all she'd been through.

"How abouts thee, child? Woulds thou prefer this to be less than the silliest of dreams? I can make it thus, if ye wish it so."

[mbrainspaz]

Christians going "Yeah I'm christian, go ahead and persecute me! I'm used to it!" is so sad and funny at the same time. Especially in America. You're not gonna get that from me hun. Like I'm gonna waste my energy talking to christians after I had to spend a decade deconstructing my own faith. Either you'll figure things out eventually or you'll double down until you're fully entrenched. As long as you leave non-christians alone that's your business.

I know if some burned out queer cowboy hobo had told 20 year old christian kid me what their adult life was really gonna be like...

"kiddo, I know you're a vaguely nationalist christian fundamentalist now but just wait until every aspect of your blessed social order fails you and you spend a little time homeless. Oh—you thought you couldn't be homeless if you just worked hard enough? Honeyyy. Your first 'christian' bosses won't even give you lunch breaks even though they live in mansions with their trophy wives. You got a degree so you could sell their scammy fake diet pills and live on instant potatoes with hot dog bites and sleep on the floor by the fireplace in your first drafty apartment like it was 1813. Also you have mental illnesses. Spoilers. No, you can't just power through ADHD. Yes it is a real thing. So is the family history of chronic depression your dad hasn't told you about yet. You think that's bad? Wait until he disowns you during the pandemic. Don't worry about the pandemic yet, but yeah, that's how you ended up homeless. Why didn't you just buy a house? With your christian husband? Ohhhh. Ooooof. Well let's gloss over the next few economic disasters but basically you're gonna nearly marry a guy next year until he loses his temper and destroys your trust. It's for the best though because he kinda turns into one of those right wing gun nuts a few years down the road. Dodged a bullet there! Literally lmao. Oh you... you want to know why you didn't become a missionary? So the church actually doesn't let 'single women' do mission work. Yeah... yeah it is to stop you from leading the single male missionaries astray. You kind of already knew where that was going. Don't worry, the misogyny only gets more blatant from here. Just wait until you're 25. Hey, remember how fun it was to sit with your parents in church? You get to do that for so many more years because there are no other unmarried 20-somethings in fundamentalist churches. If you leave and go to a different church your dad will disown you. He does that like 6 times though, so it does lose its sting. What were the other times? Um... okay so it was 'going to a church he didn't like,' 'being too single,' 'not praying enough' (don't ask me to explain that one, I'm still confused), 'having too many pets that might scare away the men,' and 'not voting for trump.' Oh! By the way, if you get a chance to go to a state fair and throw tomatoes at that guy in say... mid 2015, don't pass that up. You'll regret it. Especially while you're stuck living on a ranch with looney white nationalists in the aftermath of the 2020 elections. Oh shit—right! You don't even know white nationalists really exist! Wow. You've really never had to overhear a single conversation where white boomers fantasize about going downtown to do armed 'patrols' of black neighborhoods. By that point you'd realized you were very alone in a southern town that had already tried to off you in a multitude of disturbing ways. They weren't keen on the idea of you being queer either. I know you already know but you—yeah, you just assumed it would be easier to hide and go along with the status quo. Naaah. Nope. Not worth it. You only really wanted to do that so your parents would love you and that was a loss from the moment they put conditions on it. You could never have done enough to earn their love. They don't have it to give. That's on them though. Ok big question time: Do you still believe in god? Yes and no. Give it like... 14 times of people saying 'it's god's will' whenever something goes their way and another 20 of them accusing you of consorting with demons whenever you disagree. The pattern becomes pretty clear. Maybe you do still believe in god but definitely not your parents' god. And definitely not any god that would be on the side of empires and bigots. In fact, not any god that would let those powers claim him... if he had any power to stop them."

"But I do at least get a bunch of animals?"

"Oh yeah. Smeags is still alive. Right now I've got three dogs and a freaking horse that looks exactly like our favorite childhood stuffed animal."

"A HORSE!?"

[hahaalaine]

i'm not thinking far enough ahead to worry about what it's going to be like to have 2 kiddos yet. Genuinely have my mind set on taking postpartum one day at a time and that is it. But I definitely foresee issues with my drill master sergeant toddler getting mad that not everyone else has his enthusiasm for the day. This kid wakes up with the energy of the sun and goes 14 hours every day without naps or breaks no matter how hard we try. He weaned himself off naps at 2 years old basically. His motto that he says himself and no one else in the house follows is "its daytime no sleeping!" and struggles haaard whenever either parent has to lay down to nap.

He is excited about his sibling coming but he is definitely going to get mad at how much sleep they need.

[dropswand]

Just read bsd 113, and I HAVE THOUGHTS AND QUESTIONS.

Is fyodor immortal? Maybe his claims of being some sort of demon wasn't far off? Like it wasn't the full truth, him being forced or possessed, but him being some sort of demom was. If the book can exist, so can this. Or maybe it's like Supernatural, and how Cas possesses a man and demons takeover people fully and atuff. I don't know man!!

Next is when Fukuzawa imagines the agency and Dazai isn't there. Why? I'm just confused, like is he not a member in his mind, or is it because he's currently in jail and after all the shit he went through with the other members, its not immediately on his mind? I dont know. I swear we never got the impression that Fukuzawa never considered him a member before, so this is straight out of left field.

Also Fukuzawa crying after Teruko finally kills Fukuichi, which like finally, but also made me feel so upset for him. His reminiscing and everything killed me I swear, but Aya coming in and cheering while he's having a moment made me giggle. Bad timing, give him a moment kiddo.

I knew Sigma wasn't dead, just information overload or processing, so I wasn't too worried about that. I'm still not over Fyodor being around for centuries. Also I've felt like this for a while, but he's definitely not dead. Lol.

It's not sensical to kill him off with how little we know, and how much depth there is to yet be explained about him. Lowkey, I feel like if Dazai didn't die this time against him like at all, it's definitely going to be a much closer thing the next time they scuffle. And I'm a Dazai simp sooo.... 💀💀💀

Because Fyodor is definitely alive.

He's like immortal or something, probably has to do with some kind off religious spin off. Kind of like Hazbin Hotel and their spin off lore of religion and stuff.

Also my bet is Tanizaki being chosen to join the mafia. Literally the best, most suitable option. ALSO HE LITERALLY CAUGHT GIN, THE BEST ASSASSIN IN THE PM, OFF GUARD. And wasn't it said, they wanted someone good at assassinations or something, or am I recalling incorrectly. Its been a while... 😓

Ok, that's everthing I can think of rn, I'm going to sleep. Maybe ;)

[soil-just-needs-water-to-be]

This is the very latest chapter of my fanfic I've only posted a snippet of the beginning then this but its jus teasers if people want read the whole thing just le me know

This part gives me "Is There Somebody Who Can Watch You" vibes and I love it so darn much

Matty's POV

I slept through the night again, I can't really confirm wether my dreams were good or bad but I slept and I feel great. It's a bit cold since I didn't sleep with much on so I pull my blanket around me George is still there fast asleep bless him , I know he'll have to be awake soon enough but I don't want to wake him up he's so pretty just asleep although there's not much of it his hair is draped across the pillow and he's pretty much holding the duvet too his chin so sweet. Right on que Lou comes bouldering into my room "oh your awake today". I sit up and rub my eyes the room is still a little bit blurry as I've just woken up

"Yeh sweet one I'm awake but we have to be quiet , Matty's friend is sleeping okay" as I tell him we have to be quiet I put my finger to his lips indicating that we have to shush. He then climbs onto my bed and sits on my legs like he's sitting on my knees "how are you this morning kiddo ?" . I ask him as I pull him into a hug.

He settles into my hug and plays with the hair on the nape of my neck "I'm still a little bit sleepy, but I've got school don't I?", he turns to look at my screen and looks at me pointing to the screen "who's that ?"

"That's just Maffu's friend George" , I smile at him still just laying there , then look at Louis I ruffle his hair he looks a little confused but what can you say he's a kid "what's up kid?"

"Why did you just call him if he's sleepin ?", A childs innocence is so lovely to me. Not understanding the world fully.

"We were talking last night and we just feel asleep that's all kiddo, but Maffu has to get dressed for school now, do you want my help getting you ready or can you do it like a big boy ?"

"Can you help ?" , I ruffle his hair and hug him into me a little again and let him go to get his uniform , while he's away I quickly find a T-shirt to put on before he comes back. He comes back a few moments later with his uniform bundled in his arms, he's so grown up I can't deal with it

"Come on then, come ere, did you brush your teeth?" , he looks at me and smiles , which is a tell tale sign that he hasn't yet but will try to say he has, I know that trick to well im the king of that one "Come on Maffu will do it with you" . I take his uniform and place it on my bed, lift him up and take him to my bathroom , I keep a toothbrush in my en-suite for him because he does like to do his with me sometimes, he gets his little stool and drags it over to the sink so he can see in the mirror when he brushes. He's like me he likes to watch himself no matter what he's doing. "What do we need first?", I know what we need obviously but I'm helping him learn.

"We need toothpaste silly", he stretches over the sink and grabs the toothpaste and our brushes and hands me mine, "it's got to be only a little bit though not to much only small" . He's so cute, I put the toothpaste onto his brush and then my own . He then starts brushing and I join in. I watch him brush while I do, I can't believe how grown up he's gotten, he's so little still but sooo grown up and it makes me want to cry. We brush for the amount of time your supposed to then we rinse again obviously.

" want me to brush your hair too". I pick up my brush and the gel but he shakes his head and jumps down from the stool and pushes it back into the corner

"Mummy doesn't brush my hair until after I'm dressed Maffu". That would make sense, he runs back throough to my room as I follow after him, He stands awkwardly waiting for me. I begin to get him dressed trousers first and he stops me before I do up his button. "I can do it" , I let him do it for himself , next is his polo shirt and he does the same again I get it on for him and he does up his own buttons, then he pulls his jumper on. Arghh that's my little brother right there he's so smart. "You can brush my hair now , can you make it like yours?" . We trundle back through to my bathroom and I start brushing his hair making sure there's no tiny knots in it , and then rub in a little bit of gel and slick it back a little bit, It can't be exactly like mine as he's got a full head of hair mine is a mullet but I try

"Is that good for you", he's smiling in the mirror so I can tell he's happy with it , he then spots my glasses on the sink where I left them yesterday and he puts them on. I smile at him, there too big for him so they keep sliding down but he persists. "Take a picture" I quickly grab my phone from the bedroom making sure we haven't woken George up but he's still sound asleep it's nearly 7 so assume he will be soon. I open Snapchat and take a picture of us in the mirror , he's standing with his tongue out and making the little rocker kid sign his hands they are so small my god, I save it and let him see "yes I like it"

"I like it too kid , should we send it too daddy, for when he gets to work"

"And show mummy, can I show mummy?"

"In a moment yeh" , I send it to George captioned "Morning from us G", I then select the picture again in my memories and give it to him so he can go show Mum. This will give me sometime to get myself ready, I hop into the shower after I strip down and give myself a quick clean up washing the events of yesterday off of me and relaxing in the heat, I only take about ten minutes because I'm sure Louis will be back anytime soon, then I wrap a towel around myself after getting out , I hear an alarm going off in my room must be George. I'll let him wake before I go see him so I do my hair brushing it to get all the knots out I have far more knots in mine than Louis did, mine is much curlier than his. I spray myself with some deodorant and some aftershave then look in my cupboard for my contacts but I can't seem to find them "oh well, I'll just ave to wear my glasses", I pad through to my room pulling out some clean boxers and some clean trousers and pull them on then I decide it's finally time to go see George , I jump onto my bed careful not to just to hard incase I brake it again "Good Morning" , he's smiling at his phone I guess he's opening the snap, I start to blush again even though he's not looking at me but the fact he's smiling at our picture it's making me feel things.

"Good morning love, did you get your brother dressed ?" He shows the picture to me still smiling like a twat "who's glasses are they ?"

"There mine, he likes to wear them a lot makes him feel like me , he likes to be like me as you can probably tell from the picture", I get back up to get my shirt and blazer, then to pack my rucksack for today double checking maybe even triple checking that I have everything I need today , going over it in my head , History , French , English and Art not a terrible day today the only thing I can't find is my art folder but I think my mum maybe has it, she likes looking at what I do

"Can I save it" he sounds further away from the camera as I can't hear him as clear he must be getting dressed too , once I've got myself completely ready I sit back down on the bed. Putting my shoes on , it makes me smile when he asks and I blush again

"Yeh if you like". I'll have to resend it as I'm sure it's already gone from the snap as there not on that long , so I do. Then Louis comes back into my room mid way through a game I believe since he's not really paying much attention and he's just stood at the door with my phone, Once he's finished playing what I assume is a level on angry birds he comes bounding over and hands me it back and my glasses, "Thanks kiddo , you can say good morning to Georgie now he's awake"

"Good Morning George" , he's stood there stood at the side of my bed waving at the camera I can see he has his shoes on but there not tied "How about I tie those for you Kid ?" He jumps up onto the bed and he puts one foot on my leg as I quickly start tying it. I can see in my peripheral that George has come back into the screen and is actually wearing his uniform today and he's smiling at me waving at Louis who's just blindly staring at him. "Next one" he replaces his foot with the other and I tie that one too. He then jumps back down off the bed after waving goodbye to George and stands looking at me "Do I look just like you Maffu" , I wipe my glasses clean and place them on for the first time in what four days and smile at him while telling him he does and he leaves again. I was right my glasses do enhance everything and any light that's in my room reaches my retinas tenfold but I try to get used to it. It's just George and I again

"Your good with him", he's just watching me trying to adjust to my glasses and the screen is a little blurry but I can still make everything out, it's already giving me a sore head this won't be good but I have to wear them.

"I did say we were inseparable didn't I"

"That you did" , he gets up and starts packing his bag none of his things are in folders and he just has papers upon papers piled in his bag which is the most typical 16 year old bag just a black Nike bag , he's wearing a shirt and tie with black trousers like most uniforms but he's still wearing a black hoodie and red vans that's a bold choice but I love it , I can hear movement on his side that isn't coming from his room and he turns to me "I'll have to go now Matty , my mum will want to make sure I'm ready but I'll message you on my way to school yeh ?"

"Yeh that sounds good" I smile at him and wave "See you later darlin"

"Talk later love" he waved and the then the call ended. Leaving me alone for the first time in maybe 8 hours, it's weird I miss him the minute he's gone but I can do it. I pick up my rucksack and a few fags and a joint or two and then exit my room waiting for my mother to bombard me with questions

"Good morning sweetheart" . I walk over to my mother and kiss her on the cheek Louis is sitting eating coco pops and I put my rucksack on the chair beside him and begin making some food. Just toast but it's something and my mother is looking at me weirdly.

"Good morning mum , how are you this morning" , she hands me a mug of coffee which I am internally great full for and sits down across from Lou making sure he isn't getting milk all over his clean uniform. I too sit down once my toast is ready and make my way through it. It's only a slice but I do it. My mother starts telling me about how her night was and her plans for today after she takes Louis to school and asking if I'm going to manage today , to make sure to message her if I need to leave but I tell her I'll be fine that I've got Jamie in a few of my classes today and that's it's not a bad day today. After I've finished my coffee I kiss Louis on the head and say goodbye to both of them and leave for school feeling great for the first time in a while

[kerra-and-company]

OC Music prompt! All 6 for your newest kiddo (unless you've already done one for them in which case all 6 for Brook!) (@uselessidiotsquad)

Hmm. What if Both? :3 (And thus this post became Long asl;dkjfasdf) But thanks a bunch for the ask! Ever and Brook songs be upon ye!

Ever

1. backstory

The Newly Awakened (from the official LWS2 soundtrack)

This song isn't used in entirely its original context since Ever's not a Secondborn by a long shot--they awaken during LWS3--but the vibes of this track are very much early!Ever regardless, so they get this one.

2. personality

I'm just young enough to still believe, still believe But young enough not to know what to believe in Young enough not to know what to believe

If I can live through this If I can live through this If I can live through this I can do anything

(Champion by Fall Out Boy)

Ever is not that old but also not that young. It gets Fall Out Boy, which is appropriate because of both the lyrics and the vibes of this song--and, on a more personal level, it's close to the same (mental, at least, I was older than 6 lol) age I was when I found that group, so...yeah. There you go!

3. angst

I seem fine But I can't take the highs and the lows All I am is a weapon I shoot 'em down 'til I end up alone

I always say I hate the way you look at me now And I swear, I didn't mean to be a let down What I broke can't be fixed with all my sorry excuses, no

(weapon by Against The Current)

...presented without comment.

4. comfort

We are friends for life Hold that deep inside Let this be a drive To survive

And just stand, high and tall Make sure you give your all And if you ever fall Know that I'm right here

We'll always be together, don't you worry I'll always be by your side, don't you worry

(Always Be Together by Little Mix)

Ever desperately wants to believe this.

5. love life

Not applicable (yet!! that'll likely change :3)

6. fight scene

Countdown's on you best get moving I'm about to change the game Go ahead, try to outrun me It's all the same Ready or not

(Ready or Not by WAR*HALL)

Aaaand bonus Brook songs under the cut! :D

Brook

1. backstory

If you let me I could I'd show you how to build your fences Set restrictions, separate from the world The constant battle that you hate to fight Just blame the limelight Don't look up, just let them think There's no place else you'd rather be

(Fences by Paramore)

Growing up in the Ash fahrar with magic that even you don't understand is a Time, to say the least.

2. personality

So tired from the miles I'm traveling Getting lost somewhere that I haven't been When all the bad shit starts happening I ain't never throwing that towel in

There's a lion in the wardrobe And a wolf out the door I might never get to heaven But I've been there before

(Lion by Hearts & Colors)

I mentioned this on another post at some point, but Brook is very resilient in the specific kinda sense of "you cannot kill me in a way that matters". They will build some semblance of a life back from ashes and will slowly work towards being at least vaguely happy again, even if they can't ever fully get there.

3. angst

Nowhere to run Nowhere to hide You left me spinning around in my mind I got no signal You never replied And I can't get no sleep

I keep telling my, telling myself your ghost story You got me lying awake in my bed, you still haunt me And I can't break free

(Ghost Story by Cheat Codes and All Time Low)

This song isn't meant to be about exactly what I envision it to be about in Brook's case, but it's funny how a song about ghosting someone can also sound a little bit like a song about someone you think is dead. This is one I could dissect in depth for them, weirdly enough aklsjdf

4. comfort

You've seen some trouble Some dark and stormy nights Dry your eyes my son, you're not alone I know the brave, hard You carry your little light up the path in every way you go

Paint the skies Chase the highs Draw the colors of the night Follow the rhythm of your hungry heart Feel the sun catch the vibe for a limited time Be the hunger in your hungry heart Our hungry hearts

(Hungry Hearts by River)

A little bit of Brook's worship of Kormir coming in here, but also them finding a home with the Olmakhan for the years they're there.

5. love life

Nobody gets me like you do I'm not the same, not after you So many things that we've been through I'm not the same, not after All that's been said and done I don't even feel like I'm back at one Nobody gets me like you do I'm not the same, not after you

(After You by Gryffin)

For Brook and Casca - truly a combination of the lyrics, the music, and the vibes of the music video.

Bonus one:

And nothing left unspoken When you whisper, I heard you say

Go on then, love And show me your heart 'Cause you are enough As you are and I'm awestruck So go on then, love

(Go on Then, Love by Said The Sky)

6. fight scene

The Call (the League of Legends one)

Almost more for the vibes than the lyrics (so listen to it if you want a more accurate impression), but the lyrics don't not fit, either!

[that-hippie-user]

Gen question: what is you enjoy about diaper play? I am an omo fan but I have always hated diapers bc to me they are the WORST sensory experience (I already hate wearing pads and it’s the only period product I can use safely, to me it just feels like pads x2 everywhere edition) so I’m curious what others enjoy in it since I just fundamentally can’t.

picture this. as a young autistic kiddo, i took longer than most to mature behavior wise.

i wore diapers at every opportunity, long enough that i was able to form some early childhood memories about it. and i think my parents let it happen cuz they were still learning how to raise an autistic child and trying to accommodate me.

i was too young to feel any shame for it, too young to feel gross about it. i was endlessly curious about the feeling, the noises they made, and yes, the smells of use. :P cuz imma be real, spend long enough around your own scents when you're young and curious, it becomes easy to like them

but surely enough, they talked me out of them. i did as i was told and put on undies, even if it wasnt what i wanted, cuz i was mostly a good kid and wanted to listen to my parents.

as i got somewhat older tho, i developed a bedwetting problem, and found myself wearing them again.

so here i am, old enough to be in school, still very young and curious, and old enough to understand that using diapers just isnt what people do. the most important thing in life you're supposed to learn is how to avoid that.

and here was my body, ignoring this rule of its own accord. in the comfort of sleep, my body had no desire to do as i was told, and simply let go on its own.

it wasnt my fault, it wasnt my choice, i wasnt being bad or breaking a rule... and yet i was breaking one of the most important rules and wetting myself.

and that... is SO thrilling

:D like holy cow, i couldnt stop myself from getting older and bigger, but i COULD control when i peed. and now i was presented a tantalizing possibility... i could wear and use diapers by CHOICE

UwU i quickly came to realize that THIS was the one true nostalgia for me. bodies grow, voices change, brains learn, fears develop, but the one thing you cant change is that diapers have an intended purpose, and you CAN use them.

>:3 and if you DO use them... well, thats the least adult thing you can do! NOBODY who grows up does this if they can help it. nobody "normal" anyway.

>:( well i made my decision. if people everywhere agree that going back to your childhood would be amazing, then i'm justified in my desire to need diapers! the fountain of youth isnt real, but DIAPERS ARE.

UwU soon i was sneaking diapers in secret from the pack in my closet, or stuffing bedsheets in my undies to simulate bulk, or watching cartoons with characters getting diapered and feeling the deepest envy of my life

:( shame came with time, and it would take me a while to grapple with that.

:3 but i know now that my fixation is quite common, and i embrace it wholeheartedly.

:P but that said, i'm not into omo. at least, not outside of diapers.

i'm a gross lil lady, i admit that! UwU but diapers keep things contained, diapers make cleanup easy. i aint gonna ruin a pair of pants for a thrill. X3 but diapees go in the trash anyway, so who cares!

XD and yes, i like messing too. but i HATE scat. :P as i said, diapers are gross yet cleanly. contained, easy to clean. X( im not going to let that happen anywhere else.

UwU and the way i do it, aside from cleaning easily, i get to enjoy the smells, the warmth, and the mushy feeling.

:3 i'm gross, yeah, i just got standards about it.

:P also, im trans, never had to wear pads cuz i started life as a boy. X3 tho i always been curious cuz the fact that cis girls can wear a kind of padding everywhere is pretty cool, at least to me.

:3 but i understand not liking something you didnt ask for.

^u^ hope that answers your question!!!

[lovenonymously]

living in an emotionally abusive household that was your childhood home is weird.

have you ever had a sleep paralysis episode?

if you have, I'm sorry. if you haven't, i hope you never do. but these experiences share the same contrast of grey...

for me, the few times I've had them, other than the "demon" or the dark shadow, the rest of the background remains exactly the same. i can see the world map above the headboard, the brown fan, the broken tv, the desk that is way too big for my small room... you get the gist.

your childhood home has all sorts of memories, good and bad. but more often than not the problem you had as a kid don't seem so big as a grown up now. so, looking back, you find yourself walking through a warmly lit corridor.

your mom's calling you for lunch, your dad's come home early to surprise you, you're all listening to oldies while having dinner. and though your parents hardly tolerate each other, they join forces to comfort you whenever you're hurt...

now they're the ones doing the hurting.

mom's food is hard to swallow because she serves it with a side of nasty insults that erode at your sanity bit by bit. dad's never coming back home, kiddo. bills pile up and you're the only one to take care of them. all the while you desperately trying to cling onto what little ounce of normalcy you have by going on the internet and talking to online friends.

but when the phone switches off at night and the darkness closes in, you lay wide awake but not completely there.

shadows of the past flutter by, echoes of your parents calling your childhood nickname feel distortedly real. passive aggressive. sinister, even.

and you're stuck. paralysed. somewhere between the warmth of memories and cold grey dawn that does nothing to chase the darkness away. you're here but you're there. you're neither here nor there. you're waking up in the same place, on the same bed, surrounded by the same things, yet nothing is the same anymore.

because lunch is not ready, there is no food

dad hasn't come back home in half a decade, he never will again.

and no one utters your childhood nickname lovingly anymore.

it's the most inexplicable form of time travel. everything feels off, like the world has tilted off its axis just so to make you question your sense of reality.

you live your day in the comfort that has surrounded you your whole life. every day, the same state of numbness and dissociation. every night, the same crippling paralysis.

[whirling-fangs]

Kiba did right to hold back his murderous intent. The pressure would fall as quickly as it rose, the slight lapse in his focus too short to be perceptible by the human who towered before him. Kiba's gaze hadn't left the knife, fortunately hiding his traits from the man.

I won't let a single one of them live to see the dawn, Kiba silently promised.

"The monster's gone, kiddo. I told you... I'd get rid of it, didn't I?" Uzui managed a strained smile, as Kiba finally looked up at him. He could read the terror in the poor child's emerald eyes. Oh, the sweet little thing...

"R-right... I knew I could trust you." Kiba offered his best smile, and handed the cleaver back to its own. "You dropped this... it's not a sword, is it? But it's also not a knife..."

Uzui leaned his back against the tree, so he could take the nichirin weapon and tuck it inside his belt.

"Indeed. It's made a special metal that's meant to kill monsters. You were right, kiddo, this wasn't a bear or a wolf. This thing is the reason why I'm losing sleep, thinking about you going back to your mother all alone at night... It was a demon. A man-eating, disgusting little cockroach of a monster."

Kiba felt danger prickle at his skull. The man was about to try and pat his head. He stepped back right on time, tightening his hold around Muzan's ankles.

Uzui's hand fell back to his sides. He wiped some blood from his face, and managed a reassuring smile for the two "children".

"Come on. You two are coming home with me for the night. It's too unsafe out there, and you both need a good night's sleep. My wives will have the most comfortable futons ready for you, and tomorow, we'll set out to find the little one's parents. Is that alright?"

Uzui had a pointed glance towards the two. Truth be told, he doubted that the parents had survived a faceoff against the demon... but this was a truth that the children didn't have to know yet.

In time he would adjust, he would learn and perhaps he would await it as well until he heard, that rattle within his mind, of his voice speaking to him, close to him right bow, but in times it would be, from the castle while he was within the land, to whisper commands into his head and if Kiba was failing, to merely take control of his entire body and force him to do as he wished.

The sound Hashira ..

He had never dealt with one such as this, not an original Hashira as well, from the breathing arts made off from sun breathing countless centuries ago. This was something new, something only this Hashira had made for himself, when he died, it died with him, and another Hashira would be dead, along with his death, the skills he had made would die with him.

“He is an Hashira, the title might be watered down in this current time, but once a long time ago Kiba, it truly did mean something ..” The title of Hashira, the first one to have it, was the man who had made sun breathing.

The thought was enough of that single Hashira to send a chill down his spine and to truly place fear and dread into him, that even with the Sun Hashira being dead for four hundred years, he was still afraid of him.

“Yet he walked away from them, he left when they need him the most, the Hashira numbers are not filled, like our own …” A spot open, which meant another Hashira would be created, just as he was going to make, a new upper moon six and fix the ranks, they would do the same, he could not have, another Sound Hashira come into the world.

As expected.

It did not made him angry, he could hardly place his faith, into demons that no longer held any titles, who no longer had the chance to make any gains for him. The Hashira would find them and kill them and the rest of the slayers, there numbers where once more in the thousands, it was annoying, very annoying that no matter how many slayers are killed and slaughtered, they always continue to fill in there ranks, where humans there stupid to fight in a war, they could not win.

“Incredible ..”

He muttered the word, for the Sound Hashira would believe, it was for him, when it was for Kiba, for managing to drown out, his scent and what he truly was, little by little, he was warning the favour of his lord.

“No ..” Not a request, but a command, directed right at Kiba. Not yet, not here, and not now. The sound Hashira, all he needed, was one mere chance, one lucky swing to kill Kiba and leave him here, with him, to what? Turn and run from the Sound Hashira of all people! Never!

“…” He commanded him, to step down and not take such a chance, the Sound Hashira had proved himself, to still be able to fight, to kill. A human killing a demon, was meant to be impossible, as weak as the demon was that had been killed, it still should not have been that easy, annoying, as he just looked forward, knowing that these Hashira have indeed, closed the distance on the golden era, and maybe.

Even surpassed them ..

“All four of them Kiba ..” The wives as well, if the Sound Hashira dies here, if Kiba could kill him, what was stopping the other three, form going in different directions and slipping through there fingers. “All of them .. the entire village as well, everyone Kiba.”

[honey-dew-woo]

HIHIHI, POSSIBLE ROOSTER ONE-SHOT WHERE ITS A ANGSTY ENEMIES TO LOVERS TROUPE?? MAYBE WHERE YN ALMOST DIES AND ROOSTER FREAKS OUT OVER IT?? (They/them pronouns if you can!)

Ok. I tried. I hate the ending. Im praying you'll like it. It's not super fluffy at the end, so warning for that. Top Gun Maverick Spoiler Warning. Enjoy!

Masterlist

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Plane Crash

"Please Rooster, at least I got the target on time!" I defended myself, narrowing my eyes as the man criticized me.

"You abandoned your wingman." He pointed his finger at me as I scoffed and rolled my eyes, folding my arms. 

"I completed my mission. It's not my fault if my wing man can't keep up. I hit the target perfectly, and completed the mission on time. Don't yell at me because you want to play it so safe that you're gonna get shot down by enemy fighter jets." I yelled back in disbelief.

"You're an unsafe and dangerous flyer." He responded.

"Unsafe. Dangerous? What's unsafe is dangerous is flying 600 knots, and not even hitting your target on time so that 5th gen fighter jets will take your ass out. You don't get to call me unsafe, when I navigated that canyon faster and better than you. Hell I'll do it again." I yelled, storming out of the room. 

I passed Maverick on the way out, explaining that I wanted to do it again. He nodded, surprisingly, and gave me the second chance, flying solo.

I rolled my neck right before I was about to take off. I sighed. "It's showtime." 

And showtime it was, as every pilot sitting in the review room watched as she navigated the canyon. Upping her knots to 800, pulling 5g's during her inverted dive. She hit the target and it was time for the hardest part, the steep climb.

I scrunched my nose as I entered the steep climb. The numbers went up quickly. from 5, to 8, to 9, to 10g's. I felt my world start to go black as I kept trying. Two seconds before it all faded to black, I'm so thankful I pulled that yellow and black rope.

Rooster rushed out the door as soon as it showed that Y/N ejected. Maverick called after him, but he refused to hear it as he loaded into a dual F18. Just as he was about to take off he noticed Maverick standing at the side lines, who gave him a nod.

The world was a very bright place. This is all that ran through my mind as I opened my eyes in the infirmary. I noticed quickly that Captain Maverick and Lieutenant Bradshaw sat on opposite sides of my bed. Maverick was on his phone texting as Rooster sat in his chair, arms folded and head leant back, asleep.

"Hey." I whispered, as Maverick looked surprised to see me awake. I offered a small smile, as all he offered was a kind smile back.

"Hey. Nothing too bad happened to you kiddo, good move ejecting. Take a break and get back on your feet before you come back to training." He smiled, patting me on the knee before walking out of the room.

The door closing jolted Bradshaw awake, as he jumped before looking at me. "Morning, Sleeping Beauty." I smirked at him sarcastically.  

His look of shock went to a deadpan as he looked at me. "Are you stupid?" He reprimanded as I sighed.

I was in an infirmary bed, and yet here we go fighting again. As he opened his mouth I cut him off. "Get it over with Bradshaw. Call me stupid, call me dangerous, honestly I am sick and tired of fighting with you." I spoke, exasperated.

He scooted his chair over to my bedside, before looking me in my eyes. "Yeah. I think you're dangerous. I don't think your stupid. I think you just don't realize the situation you put the people who you fly with in. You're a good flyer, Y/N. Hell you're probably the best in our class, but you need to realize it's not just you in the sky." He finished, staring at me with some look I couldn't decipher. 

I sighed before responding, " Bradley, I'm playing in all boys club. You realize that, right? I understand that when I'm flying somewhere I shouldn't leave my wingman. But Phoenix and I have to fly faster and harder to offer something to the table." I spoke, staring at the infirmary blanket over my legs.

 I then turned to Bradley, to find him with a semi guilty look in his eye. "When you ejected, everyone in the room was scared. I ran out. I ran straight to Phoenix's plane and  took off. I felt like it was my fault. I'm sorry."  Rooster breathed out, leaning forward and looking down. 

I frowned, and placed my hand on his shoulder, causing him to look at me. "It wasn't your fault, Bradley. I got mad and rushed into it. Don't blame yourself." I spoke as we stared into each others eyes with nothing but remorse and some emotion I couldn't describe.

Finally, the silence was broken after a minute. "Can I kiss you?" He asked, looking into my eyes.

"Sure." I whispered, nodding as he leaned in. And then our lips met. 

[coffeeimagines]

bill cipher x a reader that is cheerful kind and energtic with a strong sense of justice plz :3

im going to throw tumblr out my window it erased everything I had I FORGOT TO SAVE IT AS A DRAFT....... but saw it earlier even when you requested more than 7 days ago im so sorry lmk if you'd want anything changed!

note: the reader is siblings with the twins if you won't mind? I'll def change if you don't like it. ( n/n is nickname )

another note: so sorry if this stops making sense towards the end I had major writers block & lost a bit of motivation to write I'm so sorry anon. - 9/23/22

Bill Cipher with a Reader that is so full of life

It was this very summer that you've finally made it to gravity falls, after being told it was a fun yet mysterious place. You came here with both your siblings Dipper and Mabel to meet your grunkles face-to-face for the first time.

When you finally arrived to the mystery shack, grunkle stan gave your siblings a warm hug and your grunkle ford gave you a hand shake.

"Ah, you must be my (niece/nephew) i've heard about! What is your name?"

"I'm (y/n)! You can call me (n/n) if you want though" you replied with a smile. You waved to grunkle stan and he gave you a soft fist bump.

"Great to finally meet ya kiddo."

"Yeah! I've been trying to tell you about them when mom said we were allowed to call you! They're absolutely the best sibling i've ever had, alongside dipper!" Mabel says as she hugged you.

"Why don't you two show them around? If they'll be staying here for this summer might aswell get used to the place, ay?" grunkle ford says and your siblings nod in agreement.

Dipper and Mabel both introduced you to their friends. When you met Pacifica she didn't really seem like the one to be interested one bit in you but you were so confident to becoming her friend.

After going around town for a bit, you've noticed a forest that seemed like a good place to look around the outside until you were called to go eat.

"Since you're just getting to gravity falls, you should know something very important, (y/n)." Grunkle stan told you with a serious expression.

"There's this triangle that goes by the name Bill Cipher. Whatever you do under all circumstances do not approach him if you ever see him. He tends to make deals with people he comes across just to backstab them in the end."

"Hey, we don't have to worry about him anymore though! Me and Dipper beat him multiple times and he's gone now! Don't you remember?" Mabel replies. "Well yeah Mabel but just what if he somehow comes back? We can't be so quick to assume that he's just gone for good." "I guess you do have a point but we're in safe hands now! And if he ever does come back who says we can't beat him again?"

"I understand, can I take a walk around though? I want to explore some more and I think this will be a great opportunity." You ask. "Of course you can. We'll call you back for dinner." Grunkle ford tells you."

You give him a hug before running out the house and into the forest.

"Evil triangle? What makes a triangle evil? eh." You shrug. You sit down breathing in the fresh air that surrounds you but a statue catches your eye.

"Wait, isn't that the triangle I was told about..? It seems harmless though." You say to yourself as you walk up to the triangle. You softly shake its hand until you hear yourself being called by Soos.

"Coming!" You say as you rush back to the shack.

"There you are dude, mr pines and his brother were calling for you its sort of getting late, I saved your meal though you're allowed to eat in your room" "Alright, thank you for letting me know soos- wait where do I sleep?" "I think you should ask mr pines"

You head over to grunkle stan to ask where your sleeping. He explains that you'll be sleeping in the extra room they have and guides you to it.

You immediately hop into your bed and eat your meal. Once grunkle stan leaves with your empty plate and closes the door behind him you get your rest.

When You woke up in the mind scape, this is when you met Bill Cypher himself.

He didn't seem harmful so you were confused on why everyone hated and feared him.

During the few weeks of you both knowing eachother, he started to gain quite a liking to someone like you, someone who's so full of life.

"Hey kid, how come you're... like this?"

"Like what?"

"So ongoing & full of life. It irritates me in a.. good way."

You giggle softly to yourself. "I don't really know myself, I just really enjoy seeing another day in life you know? Sometimes I just feel like everyday is a gift for us."

You both realize that you're fading away from the mindscape.

"Oh, looks like you're waking up kiddo."

"Well, yeah." You sigh. You leans towards bill a bit.

"Hm? Something you need kid?"

You give bill a kiss on his (supposed to be?) cheek as you fade away completely.

You wake up breathing heavily with a blush on your face.

[anfie-in-the-box]

Each other's lifeline

Notes

Are you excited? I sure am! I love this series quite a lot, after all.

Do be careful, there're some self-esteem issues and self-deprecation here. One word: Nightmare. Doesn't need any explaining.

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First steps

Nightmare vaguely remembers coming around a few more times, just for a few seconds at a time. He couldn't hear or see anything, and the darkness — or lack of any stimuli at all — didn't help him stay conscious, he supposes. That, and the kind person said something about him needing his sleep, saving strength?..

"Me? Kind? You're so messed up, kiddo, you've no idea…" they respond immediately, almost as if they waited for him to think something. Anything.

"I was," the voice confirms. "Not much to do without your consent. It's your body I possess after all. The negativity wants some action though, so not sure I'd be able to resist much longer. You're the warrior, not me."

The warrior?.. What are they talking about? It's just him. Weak, stupid, worthless him. He couldn't even do one job right. Now all's lost 'cause of him.

"Hey, none of that! From what I gathered from your memories, you're pretty amazing! You went through hell you didn't deserve yet never once stopped to even wish your tormentors harm. And you love your brother more than anything. It's admirable how loyal you are. You're definitely a much better person than I ever was. You are intelligent, too. It's not your fault that no one taught you to stay away from the golden apples. The previous guardian could've warned you two, at least. She's the adult, you two are mere kids who didn't know better. We don't even know if it's a lost cause yet; Dream got that last golden apple, after all. And the Multiverse hasn't collapsed yet, so that's good, am I right? Maybe the balance is upset, but we don't even know that for sure. It'll be okay, I'm sure we'll figure something out. You always do. You're smart like that."

Nightmare thinks he would've blushed if he could. Maybe cried, just a little; it's the kindest words he's ever heard not from his brother, after all. He has all the reasons to do just that.

You really think we could do it?..

"If not us then who?" they ask in return. "But first we should do something about the rampaging negativity. It's getting restless. You think I could go to a universe or two spread some fear and chaos?"

They really could just go and do whatever they want, now that Nightmare has no means to access his own body — or what's left of it, anyway. Instead they decide to stay and ask permission. To communicate. It's… exhilarating, somewhat. Nightmare's never been given the choice before. Even if it's not much of a choice this time — either he goes with the voice's plan or the negativity takes hold of the both of them, which is… less than desirable. Its mindless cruelty would destroy the last remnants of hope they have. No, they can't afford to lose control even for a moment. It's a team effort.

"Damn right it is! I won't let you down, kid. Promise."

It's so weird to share every thought with someone he barely knows… How does it even work? Nightmare can't hear their thoughts, after all. 

"No idea. Magic, I guess, and maybe something to do with me being the one in control. Maybe, if you were the one controlling the body, I would be the one with all my thoughts out in the open? Although I do hear you quite distantly, if you don't concentrate on getting the message to me. It's mostly background noise."

Good to know. It means if Nightmare ever gains control back, he likely wouldn't be too distracted by the voice. As great as their company is.

"Aw, I like you too, kid! And I'm rooting for you there. As nice as it is to have the ability to walk and talk back, it's your body, and you're very much alive to have it. To be honest, some part of me hoped you wouldn't make it after all; then I'd have a body of my own…" Anxiety and pain pierce through Nightmare's mind; do they really want him gone? "Stop that! Don't get me wrong, I just… it's hard being a tree after being a human, you know? And I'm really not all that kind. Or nice. Or… good in general. I'm a selfish piece of crap, you see?"

It feels like they want to continue that string of thought, but Nightmare doesn't let them. You helped me, he thinks in the smallest of voices. Possibly saved my life. So no. I don't see. 

They laugh; it's a light-hearted, warm kind. "You are obviously a sweetheart. How those jerks didn't see it is beyond me. They got what they deserved though. Now's your turn." 

What do you mean? 

"Freedom, of course! Not complete, you're stuck with the negativity for now, but… Even that's not so bad. We're strong now, you know? Can do whatever we want, as long as the negativity is satisfied. And we're about to find out what we need for that. So, am I to go cause some havoc? You in for a ride, kid?"

There's no going back, Nightmare thinks, as confidently as he can, might as well go forward. Let's do it. 

"Great! I don't have a certain plan yet, but I can feel the negativity from the worlds around ours so that's something. Probably might help with moving around?.. No idea yet. What do you think?" 

Hm. Let me think. 

The negativity of the other worlds, they say?.. Perhaps they could indeed use it. As a road, maybe? Or a beacon of sorts. Something that shows the way. It's amazing that they might be able to travel the worlds, especially considering Nightmare's never been far from the Tree, ever. The mere idea is fascinating, even though he wouldn't be able to see or hear anything. One day he would, and that's what he chooses to focus on. The future isn't all dark. There's something to look forward to.

I think you could try pulling the negativity. Not too hard, just enough for it to show itself for you to follow its path, Nightmare finally concludes. If that doesn't work, they'll just try something else. If only things always were this easy as they are with this person… 

"Worth trying at least. Let me just… oh." 

What? Nightmare asks, nervously. 

"It's weird. Like I know where to go. How to go. But I haven't the slightest idea! It's like my own mind moves ahead of itself. Is it what they call intuition?" 

Nightmare doesn't know how to answer that. Besides, he doesn't feel anything at all, and the description isn't the best. Would be hard to theorise. 

"It's okay though. You don't have to have all the answers, you know? I'll just do what feels right, I guess. Then we'll see what happens next." 

If anything changes, Nightmare isn't able to feel it. He's completely detached from reality, it seems. It's scary, this void where basic sensations would have been normally. Is he even alive? How can they be sure he is?.. 

"Don't work yourself up, kid. We don't want a panic attack, do we?"

They're right. Nightmare shouldn't give up. I think therefore I am, was it? That means he's alive, and he's not alone, and together, they'll figure this out.

What happened? He asks, uncertain but determined. 

"Well, we did it. Your advice worked. We're in a different world. Congrats to us, I guess." 

They don't sound too enthusiastic though. 

"That's because I'm not. Cautious, more like. It is a new world, after all. Who knows what dangers await." 

That's fair, Nightmare guesses. He focuses, How exactly do you think it worked? Can you do it again? 

"I'm really not sure, kid. But I'll try later. Let's investigate!" 

They don't have a plan, but at least they don't rush into it head-first. Good enough, as far as Nightmare's concerned. 

Can you see anything? Anyone? 

"You know what? Not… really. It's dusty here. And eerily silent. Monster dust?" 

The thought makes Nightmare sick. Yeah, this person possessing his body just killed everyone in the village, there's bound to be human blood and monster dust, but… they escaped their wrecked world. Why should anywhere else be the same? Is it wrong of him to wish for something less… destructive?.. violent?.. He doesn't know what word to use here. It's not like it matters. There's only one person he can share it with, and they hear his thoughts mostly unfiltered. 

"Oh hey, I see someone!" they call out after a while; Nightmare isn't even sure if they were moving around or stayed in the same place. "They don't look too friendly though."

Are they the source of the negativity that led us here, then? Nightmare asks, just to be certain. 

"Sure thing, kid! There's no one else anyway, it seems." 

That's… good, Nightmare thinks. If they're already distressed enough, nobody needs to intervene. Nobody needs to get hurt. 

"Should I approach them?" the voice asks, somewhat gently. Genuinely caring about Nightmare's opinion. 

Do they look safe? I don't want a fight when you have no idea what you're capable of. We should experiment before trying anything, don't you think? 

"You know what, you're right. Approaching now is just asking for trouble. I'll stay low. Thanks for keeping me in line, kid. This whole situation is a mess." 

I'm a mess though, Nightmare chuckles unhappily. Way messier than all of this. If it weren't for me, we wouldn't even be here. 

"Well, yes, but also, for me, it's nice to have a body again. And I didn't have to kill a kid for that. We co-exist. So there's that. It's good, isn't it?" 

And it is. It really, really is. Nightmare doesn't want to die, no matter how bad everything seems. He's depressed but not suicidal. He has Dream, and the kind voice believes in him, and there's a Tree to fix.

But for now, while the voice feeds off of this world's negativity, Nightmare allows himself to drift away to sleep. If he hopes to ever gain access to his body, he needs all the energy he can get.

"Rest, kiddo. I'll be there when you wake up. We'll find a safe place and run all the experiments you can think of. Get to know our limits and all that stuff." 

It's a promise.

They'll figure it out. One way or another. But certainly together.

It's… nice to finally not be alone. Pride shines through uncertainty and doubts — he's already helped, and so fast, too! So there's that, as the voice said.

There's that.

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Notes

Nightmare and the voice interacting in this fic is the best thing to happen to me, I swear to gods. I love Nightmare and the voice's interaction in general, be it positive or negative, but here? Such a treat. Perfection. I love those two with all my heart. They deserve the world.

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