#christmas in clearwater

[samwearsreebok]

11.Mistletoe

Leah clearwater x gender neutral reader requested by @madcatlady

I stood in the door way of the blacks kitchen, mily feeling out of place as everyone else laughed and sung. Leah Clearwater sat on the floor near the couch, looking perfect as ever, and almost as out of place as me. I watched her for a moment before turning my attention back to everyone else.

I hadn't realized how late it had gotten while I'd been staring at her; I only knew that the party was winding down and I still needed to get home. It wasn't really that late though—it was barely past 10 pm. Still, I didn't want to hang around and wait for the party to die. I decided to dip out.

I slipped through the crowd, avoiding eye contact with anyone. I walked past the living room, hoping that they hadn't seen me go. When Imade it outside the door, still standing underneath the eaves, I crashed into Leah. I stared into her beautiful auburn eyes as she took an awkward step back. "Hey," she said nervously, smiling.

"Hi," I replied quietly, suddenly unsure of myself.She fidgeted awkwardly with her hands and then looked up to meet my eyes. She seemed nervous. She glanced upwards, trying to avoid my eyes, I followed her and spotted the mistletoe hanging above us.

"Mistletoe," I sighed and looked back at her "You know what tha-" Before I could finish my sentence, she stepped forward so that we were face to face. Her soft brown eyes met mine. She leaned forward slowly as I leaned closer. Our lips brushed and my heart leapt. My arms wrapped tightly around her waist and pulled her flush against me.

"Merry Christmas." She giggled pulling away from me.

[aurora-by-jacqui-natla]

20. WE WILL FIGHT

WHY WAS FATE SO CRUEL? WHY WOULD Alice do something like this? To us? To everyone? She had Bella and I travel all the way to Seattle to get false documents, for Jacob, Renesmee, and myself? It seemed like Renesmee would have a future, but Bella and Edward wouldn't be a part of it. I think Bella might have had that grim idea too, that dreadful foresight of a life where she wouldn't see her daughter grow up, where she wouldn't be there to protect and love her. The mere thought of it sent chills down my spine. Kind of like my mother who died at childbirth, never seeing me grow up and seeing the abuse Gavin and Dina put me through, not meeting Ayla and seeing the world I was in now.

But Alice couldn't see shapeshifters or hybrids, so how could she see me being the potential lone survivor? Did she even see me? Or maybe Seth's theory about an invisible wall between vampires and werewolves was right. What exactly did she see that would make her do this? The vision of the Volturi winning and all of us dead? The prospect of our complete annihilation? I dreaded to think about it. My mind was a tumultuous sea of fear and uncertainty, each wave crashing down with more force than the last, drowning my thoughts in despair.

As we stepped out of the building, the rain had ceased its relentless downpour. The air was thick with the scent of wet earth and foliage, and the forest seemed to hold its breath. But as the droplets dripped from the leaves and branches, a realization hit me like a bolt of lightning. Renesmee had a future, but it would be Jacob and I - not her parents - protecting her if a conflict arose. The weight of this responsibility bore down on me, a crushing burden that I wasn't sure I could bear. If it happened, that is. If the Volturi came, if the unthinkable occurred.

We picked them up from Charlie's, his eyes filled with unspoken questions and fears. He knew something was wrong, though he couldn't grasp the full extent of our peril. The drive back to the Cullens was silent, each of us lost in our thoughts. The road ahead seemed to stretch endlessly, a dark and uncertain path leading us to an unknown future. I pitied for Bella and Edward, for the family we might lose, and for the innocent child whose life hung in the balance.

As we pulled into the meadow, the house appeared ordinary from the outside. But the commotion inside was anything but. Low voices growled and murmured, creating an intense argument. I could distinguish Gabriel's and Carlisle's voices, along with Amun's, among the others.

Edward parked in front of the house instead of the garage, and Bella exchanged a wary glance with me. Jacob's demeanour shifted, his face turning serious and cautious. Something had happened, but what?

"Alistair is gone," Edward murmured.

"What do you mean he's gone?" I exclaimed, darting up the steps.

As I stepped into the front room, the tension was palpable. The air was thick with the scent of fear and anger, and I could feel my heart racing in my chest. The walls were lined with a ring of spectators, every vampire who had joined us, except for Alistair and the four involved in the quarrel. Helena, Esme, Kebi, and Tia were the closest to the four vampires in the center; in the middle of the room, Amun was hissing at Gabriel, Carlisle, and Benjamin.

Edward's jaw tightened, and he moved quickly to Esme's side, his eyes never leaving the scene unfolding before us. I raced to Ingram and he was relieved to see me again.

"What's going on?" I whispered to him.

"A lot of things," he whispered back his answer.

"Amun, if you want to go, no one is forcing you to stay," Carlisle said calmly, his voice cutting through the tension like a knife.

"You're stealing half my coven, Carlisle!" Amun shrieked, his eyes blazing with fury as he stabbed one finger at Benjamin. "Is that why you called me here? To steal from me?"

"He would never do that," Gabriel said, his voice firm and unwavering. Amun snarled at him, his eyes flashing with anger.

Carlisle sighed, and Benjamin rolled his eyes, clearly exasperated by the whole situation.

"Yes, Carlisle picked a fight with the Volturi, endangered his whole family, just to lure me here to my death," Benjamin said sarcastically, his voice dripping with disdain. "Be reasonable, Amun. I'm committed to do the right thing here—I'm not joining any other coven. You can do whatever you want, of course, as Carlisle has pointed out."

"This won't end well," Amun growled, his eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape.

"Think of who you're calling sane," I heard Tia murmuring in a quiet aside, her voice barely audible above the rising tension.

"We're all going to be slaughtered!" Amun cried, his voice rising to a fever pitch.

"It's not going to come to a fight," Carlisle said in a firm voice, his eyes locked on Amun's.

"You say!" Amun spat, his eyes blazing with fury.

"If it does, you can always switch sides, Amun," Gabriel commented, his voice calm and measured. "I'm sure the Volturi will appreciate your help."

Amun sneered at him, his eyes flashing with anger. "Perhaps that is the answer," he said, his voice dripping with venom.

Carlisle's answer was soft and sincere. "I wouldn't hold that against you, Amun. We have been friends for a long time, but I would never ask you to die for me."

Amun's voice was more controlled, too. "But you're taking my Benjamin down with you."

Carlisle put his hand on Amun's shoulder; Amun shook it off.

"I'll stay, Carlisle, but it might be to your detriment. I will join them if that's the road to survival. You're all fools to think that you can defy the Volturi."

He scowled, then sighed, glanced behind them - and added in an exasperated tone, "I will witness that the child has grown. That's nothing but the truth. Anyone would see that."

"That's all we've ever asked."

Amun grimaced, "But not all that you are getting, it seems." He turned on Benjamin. "I gave you life. You're wasting it."

Benjamin's face looked colder than I'd ever seen it; the expression contrasted oddly with his boyish features. "It's a pity you couldn't replace my will with your own in the process; perhaps then you would have been satisfied with me."

Amun's eyes narrowed. He gestured abruptly to Kebi, and they stalked past us out the front door.

"He's not leaving," Edward said quietly to Bella. "But he'll be keeping his distance even more from now on. He wasn't bluffing when he spoke of joining the Volturi."

"Why did Alistair go?" Bella whispered.

That was what I wanted to know too. I knew he didn't want to be there and was an extreme introvert, but I still wanted to know the reason why. With that, I decided to listen to their conversation. Then, I heard Edward answering.

"No one can be positive; he didn't leave a note. From his mutters, it's been clear that he thinks a fight is inevitable. Despite his demeanour, he actually does care too much for Carlisle to stand with the Volturi. I suppose he decided the danger was too much."

Though our conversation was clearly just between the two of them, everyone could hear it. Eleazar answered Edward's comment like it had been meant for all.

"From the sound of his mumblings, it was a bit more than that. We haven't spoken much of the Volturi agenda, but Alistair worried that no matter how decisively we can prove your innocence, the Volturi will not listen. He thinks they will find an excuse to achieve their goals here."

"What are you saying?" I asked, joining in.

"When Aro wants someone from a coven," Eleazar began to answer. "It's never long before evidence turns up proving that coven committed some crime."

"You're saying that he has done this before?" I questioned, sounding surprised.

"It happens so rarely, I never realized it was a pattern."

"Apparently he always pardons one person whose thoughts he claims are repentant," Carlisle added.

"This person always has an ability," Eleazar continued. "And they're always given a place with the Guard."

"This is all about Alice," Edward suddenly said as if he had figure everything out. "He has no one like her."

"Which is why she left," Bella added.

"But why does he need witnesses?" I heard Emmett asking them.

"To spread the word that justice has been served," Gabriel replied sadly and then whispered. "After he slaughters an entire coven."

The vampires glanced uneasily at one another and I felt Ingram's grip on my waist tightened. I couldn't get the images of the meeting J. Jenks out of my head and the plan for fake documents for Jacob, Renesmee and myself. I caught a glimpse at Joseph and I think he figured it out, thanks to his telepathy. His face was a mixed of sadness and understanding. He got an idea what happened with Bella and me today.

And the idea that the Volturi would manipulate their own sacrosanct law for gain was not a popular idea. Only the Romanians were composed, their small half-smiles ironic. They seemed amused at how the others wanted to think well of their ancient enemies.

"I do so hope Alistair was right about this," Stefan murmured to Vladimir. "No matter the outcome, word will spread. It's time our world saw the Volturi for what they've become. They'll never fall if everyone believes this nonsense about them protecting our way of life."

"At least when we ruled, we were honest about what we were," Vladimir replied.

Stefan nodded. "We never put on white hats and called ourselves saints."

"I'm thinking the time has come to fight," Vladimir said. "How can you imagine we'll ever find a better force to stand with? Another chance this good?"

"Nothing is impossible. Maybe someday—"

"We've been waiting for fifteen hundred years, Stefan. And they've only gotten stronger with the years." Vladimir paused and looked at Gabriel again. He showed no surprise when he saw that Gabriel was watching him, too. "If the Volturi win this conflict, they will leave with more power than they came with. With every conquest they add to their strengths. Think of what that newborn alone could give them"—he jerked his chin toward Bella - "she is barely discovering her gifts. And the earth-mover." Vladimir nodded toward Benjamin, who stiffened.

Stefan turned his red gaze to me. "And the maxima who could potentially wipe out an entire coven."

I heard a low growl from Gabriel and Ingram. And soon, and almost everyone was eavesdropping on the Romanians now, like me. "With their witch twins they have no need of the illusionist or the fire touch." His eyes moved to Zafrina, then Kate.

Stefan looked at Edward. "Nor is the mind reader is exactly necessary. But I see your point. Indeed, they will gain much if they win."

"More than we can afford to have them gain, wouldn't you agree?"

Stefan sighed. "I think I must agree. And that means... "

"That we must stand against them while there is still hope."

"If we can just cripple them, even, expose them . . ."

"Then, someday, others will finish the job."

"And our long vendetta will be repaid. At last."

They locked eyes for a moment and then murmured in unison. "It seems the only way."

"So we fight," Stefan said.

Though I could see that they were torn, self-preservation warring with revenge, the smile they exchanged was full of anticipation.

"We fight," Vladimir agreed.

I suppose it was a good thing; like Alistair, I was sure the battle was impossible to avoid. In that case, two more vampires fighting on our side could only help. But the Romanians' decision still made me shudder.

"We will fight, too," Tia said, her usually grave voice more solemn than ever. "We believe the Volturi will overstep their authority. We have no wish to belong to them." Her eyes lingered on her mate.

Benjamin grinned and threw an impish glance toward the Romanians. "Apparently, I'm a hot commodity. It appears I have to win the right to be free."

"This won't be the first time I've fought to keep myself from a king's rule," Garrett said in a teasing tone. He walked over and clapped Benjamin on the back. "Here's to freedom from oppression."

"We stand with Carlisle," Tanya said. "And we fight with him."

The Romanians' pronouncement seemed to have made the others feel the need to declare themselves as well.

"We have not decided," Peter said. He looked down at his tiny companion; Charlotte's lips were set in dissatisfaction. It looked like she'd made her decision.

"The same goes for me," Randall said.

"And me," Mary added.

"The packs will fight with the Cullens," Jacob said suddenly. "We're not afraid of vampires," he added with a smirk.

"Children," Peter muttered.

"Infants," Randall corrected.

Jacob grinned tauntingly.

"We'll join you," I said.

"Violet," Gabriel said, looking at me worriedly.

"Reputation is what people think of you. Character is what you are." I quoted him.

Gabriel's face lit up with a fiery passion. Helena stood up and grabbed his hand in his. "I'll join," she said.

"So will I, definitely," Joseph said, walking to us.

"As well I," Ingram said, holding on to me; I could feel a smile creeping on my face.

"And me," Rhona said, standing next to Joseph.

"And me," Alana agreed.

"It's not the first time I've fight," Simon said, holding her hand.

"I guess I'll join as well," Ethan spoke and stood with us.

"Well, I'm in, too," Maggie said, shrugging out from under Siobhan's restraining hand. "I know truth is on Carlisle's side. I can't ignore that."

Siobhan stared at the junior member of her coven with worried eyes. "Carlisle," she said as if they were alone, ignoring the suddenly formal feel of the gathering, the unexpected outburst of declarations, "I don't want this to come to a fight."

"Nor do I, Siobhan. You know that's the last thing I want." He half-smiled.

"Perhaps you should concentrate on keeping it peaceful."

You know that won't help," she said.

"It couldn't hurt," Carlisle said.

Siobhan rolled her eyes. "Shall I visualise the outcome I desire?" she asked sarcastically.

Carlisle was openly grinning now. "If you don't mind."

"Then there is no need for my coven to declare itself, is there?" she retorted.

"Since there is no possibility of a fight." She put her hand back on Maggie's shoulder, pulling the girl closer to her. Liam stood silent and expressionless.

The air in the room was thick with confusion as Carlisle and Siobhan exchanged playful banter. Their words were like a secret code, understood only by the two of them. The rest of us were left to puzzle over their cryptic conversation, our faces twisted in bewilderment.

As the last of the vampires began to filter out of the room, I felt Bella's hand gripping onto my shoulder.

"Can I have a word with you privately?" she asked me, her tone hushed.

I nodded, following Bella as she led me to a quiet corner away from the others. Her eyes, usually so calm and composed, were now stormy with emotion. I braced myself for what she was about to say, sensing the weight of her words before they were even spoken.

"Bella, what's going on?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

She took a deep breath, her eyes flickering with a mix of sadness and determination. "I need you to promise me something, Violet," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "If anything happens to Edward and me, you have to protect Renesmee. You, Jacob, and Ingram. You have to keep her safe, no matter what."

The intensity of her plea caught me off guard, and I felt a lump forming in my throat. "Bella, nothing is going to happen to you. We'll all fight together, and we'll win. We have to."

Her grip on my shoulder tightened, her eyes piercing into mine. "I know you believe that, and I want to believe it too. But we have to be prepared for anything. Renesmee is everything to us, and if we fall, she needs someone to guide her, to love her. Promise me, Violet."

I swallowed hard, feeling the gravity of her words settle into my bones. "I promise, Bella. I won't let anything happen to her."

A small, sad smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "Thank you," she whispered, pulling me into a tight hug. I hugged her back, feeling the warmth of her body and the coldness of our uncertain future mingling together.

I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear as I spoke in a hushed tone.

"Tell J that Lilac Wolfe isn't going," I murmured, my words barely audible above the din of the departing crowd.

Bella's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly composed herself and nodded in understanding. With a sly smile, she slipped away into the night, her mission clear.

The room slowly emptied as each vampire took a moment to absorb the weight of their declarations and the daunting task ahead. The air was thick with tension and unspoken fears, but a glimmer of determination shone through. As I stood there, contemplating the events that had just unfolded, I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. I turned to see Ingram, his eyes filled with concern and resolve.

"Are you ready for this?" he asked softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

I nodded, feeling the weight of the promise I had made to Bella settle heavily on my shoulders. "We have to be. For Renesmee, for everyone."

He pulled me into a reassuring embrace, his strength and warmth providing a brief moment of solace amidst the chaos. "We'll get through this," he murmured against my hair. "Together."

As we broke apart, I caught sight of Gabriel and Joseph approaching, their expressions mirroring the resolve that now coursed through me. The four of us stood together, a united front against the uncertain future that loomed ahead.

"We need to prepare," Joseph said, his voice steady and determined. "We have to be ready for whatever comes."

Simon nodded in agreement, his eyes flicking towards the door where Bella had disappeared. "And we need to make sure Renesmee is safe, no matter what."

With a shared look of determination, we made our way out of the room, each step a silent vow to protect those we loved and to fight for a future that seemed increasingly uncertain. The forest outside was dark and still, a stark contrast to the turmoil within the house. As we walked, the gravity of our situation settled over us like a shroud, but there was a spark of hope that refused to be extinguished.

The night was far from over, and there was much to be done. But in that moment, surrounded by those who had become my family, I knew we would face whatever came together. And that, I realized, was a strength the Volturi could never take from us.

We gathered in a small clearing, the moon casting a pale light over us as we began to discuss our next steps. Each of us contributed our ideas, strategies, and strengths, forming a plan that would hopefully tip the scales in our favor.

As the hours passed and the first light of dawn began to break through, I felt a renewed sense of purpose. We were not just fighting for survival; we were fighting for each other, for the bonds we had formed and the love that united us. And in the face of such overwhelming odds, that love would be our greatest weapon.

[jessajaguar]

Holiday glam on this gorgeous model 😍 She was planning on taking some family Christmas photos, and I was so happy to do this special look ✨

[earlycuntsets]

mcr shows on youtube pt. 2 (2005 - 2007)

-> pt. 1 (2002 - 2005)

-> pt. 3 (2007 - 2011)

-> pt. 4 (2011 - 2023)

10/16/2005 connecticut expo center hartford ct - pablohoney27

10/19/2005 carpa neumatica del hipodromo de las americas mexico city mexico - emopinktears

10/21/2005 umbc fieldhouse catonsville md - XxXHollowChildXxX

11/04/2005 carlington academy brixton london england - jason is lost in japan

11/07/2005 carlington academy newcastle upon tyne england - tilly b

11/10/2005 ambassador theater dublin ireland - the academy is my beautiful romance

11/19/2005 razzmatazz 2 barcelona spain - xversa

11/29/2005 stade unprix montreal ontario canada - Smashingchemicals

11/30/2005 john labatt centre london on canada - prunejjuicebob

12/02/2005 muchmusic studio toronto ca - ATØMIC JĒY

12/04/2005 97x next big thing coachman park clearwater fl - obsessionbrazil

03/17/2006 emos annex austin tx - mason randall

04/29/2006 give it a name festival - earls court london england - angelsandairwaveshva

04/30/2006 give it name festival manchester evening news arena manchester england - huesoflife & xEyelashWishes

05/12/2006 sun god festival ucsd rimac field la jolla ca - hisuikirei

08/22/2006 hammersmith palais london england - the academy is my beautiful romance & GMarks1984 & batwife & juliehf

08/24/2006 meadowbank stadium edinburgh scotland - monroeville84 & emu1515 & darthjeebus666 & ZiCoChAiN

08/27/2006 reading and leeds festival little johns farm reading england - joe brady & gdmec182

08/31/2006 mtv vmas radio city music hall nyc ny -- jusyanotherkilljoy

09/06/2006 mtv2s $2 bill philadelphia pa - koi no yokan

10/05/2006 avalon los angeles - the academy is my beautiful romance

10/09/2006 the album chart show london england - xthankyou4thevenomx

10/11/2006 roundhouse london england - ATØMIC JĒY

10/12/2006 virgin megastore london england - the academy is my beautiful romance

10/13/2006 paradiso grote zaal amsterdam netherlands - skittyblackfire

10/14/2006 e-werk berlin germany - redoftherose

10/23/2006 vintage vinyl fords nj - vintage vinyl records

10/25/2006 axis boston ma - juliehf

10/28/2006 city park new orleans la - ohbabylevenin

11/09/2006 e-werk cologne germany - darthvaderlives

11/13/2006 university of liverpool liverpool england - xEyelashWishesx

11/21/2006 alcatraz milan italy - mychemicalitalia & gainlover

12/01/2006 96x electric christmas the norva norfolk va - the academy is my beautiful romance

12/03/2006 97x ford amphitheater tampa fl - sillybears

12/07/2006 key arena seattle wa - anja

12/08/2006 twisted christmas arco arena san francisco - christine kay

12/14/2006 cobb arena detriot mi - fobgirl08

12/31/2006 the pontiac garage nyc ny - the academy is my beautiful romance

01/19/2007 mount smart stadium auckland new zealand - the academy is my beautiful romance

01/29/2007 festival hall melbourne australia - the academy is my beautiful romance

02/07/2007 big day out adelaide showgrounds adelaide australia - the adademy is my beautiful romance

02/26/2007 wolstein center cleveland ohio - rival heart & awesomelexa & katie & sohos & sensesfail814

03/13/2007 ipayone center san diego ca - slownotstupid & shortygothops & sara513

03/14/2007 selland arena fresno ca - miserylovedme123 & m sims

03/16/2007 lawlor events center reno nv - hellasexyrocker12

03/27/2007 scottish exhibition and conference center glasgow scotland - 슬롯 아우디

04/02/2007 koko london england - ATØMIC JĒY (2) & dametokillfor

04/04/2007 elysee montmartre paris france - redoftherose

04/10/2007 kb hallen copenhagen denmark - 666noft (DANZIG COVER) - C4R17O

04/21/2007 universal orlando grand bash '07 universal studios orlando fl - aneiger & selbstmordflucht

04/25/2007 - nashville municipal auditorium nashville tn - thelaurelbush &

05/09/2007 centre bell montreal qc canada - the academy is my beautiful romance

05/20/2007 virgin festival thunderbird stadium vancouver bc canada - ATØMIC JĒY & the academy is my beautiful romance

06/01/2007 nürburgring, nürburg, germany - mcr shows

06/08/2007 download festival donington castle donington uk - the academy is my beautiful romance

06/17/2007 wembley stadium london england - the academy is my beautiful romance

06/26/2007 razzmatazz barcelona spain - the academy is my beautiful romance

07/01/2007 pier pressure frihamnspiren gothenburg sweden - the academy is my beautiful romance

07/04/2007 volksfestgelände pieschener allee dresden germany - cassnjason

07/25/2007 projekt revolution white river amphitheatre auburn wa - the academy is my beautiful romance

07/27/2007 sleep train amphitheatre wheatland ca - christine kay

07/29/2007 shoreline amphitheatre mountain view ca - the academy is my beautiful romance

07/30/2007 kevin and beans breakfast capitol records studios la ca - the academy is my beautiful romance

-> pt. 1 (2002 - 2005)

-> pt. 3 (2007 - 2011)

-> pt. 4 (2011 - 2023)

[otherswap]

otherswap.neocities.org

An alternate take on the Underswap AU premise featuring different character pairings & the Holidays from DELTARUNE.

AU details below:

Characters shown here: Asgore Dreemurr → Rudolph Holiday Toriel → Dess Asriel → Noelle Flowey (Asriel) → Flowey (Chara) *NOTE: Chara is still the first human to fall down. They switch story roles with Noelle. Papyrus ↔ Undyne Sans ↔ Alphys Mettaton ↔ Mad Mew Mew Napstablook ↔ Ruins Dummy Annoying Dog ↔ Temmie

Characters not shown here: Monster Kid ↔ Snowdrake Muffet ↔ Burgerpants Grillby ↔ Nice Cream Guy Gerson Boom ↔ Snowdin Inn Keeper (QC) Bratty & Catty ↔ Royal Guard 01 & 02 *NOTE: Any character not mentioned thus far is either unchanged or has not been thought about yet.

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The Underground: The Ruins → The Depths

The deepest part of the Underground. The Depths are composed of dark, volcanic caverns and serve as the entrance to the rest of the Underground.

Snowdin → Clearwater

A tropical paradise with a resort at its heart, run by Gerson Boom. It's considered the nicest part of the Underground and many monsters wish to live here.

Waterfall → Forestgrove

Forestgrove has a temperate climate, lush vegetation, and fields of Golden Flowers. The vast tangle of forest makes it easy to get lost in, unless you know your way around.

Hotland → Highpeaks

A vast and densely populated city built into craggy cliffsides of the Underground. The city features many apartments, restaurants, shady back alleys, and the Royal Science center.

THE CORE

Located within Highpeaks is the large cold-fusion reactor facility that supplies the Underground with electricity. It was created by the former Royal Scientist.

New Home/The Capital

The highest point of the Underground. Just beyond it is the Barrier, but seldom few live here anyways. The frosted-over castle is always decorated like it's Christmas Eve.

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Important info: OTHERSWAP is not being developed as a fangame, mod, comic, or anything of that nature. This is just an AU setting created for funsies. It is not trying to replace or "improve" the original Underswap AU.

This AU was first conceptualized shortly after the release of DELTARUNE Chapter 2. At the time of posting, there is no official design for Dess or Mayor Holiday. Dess' design may be changed in the future if she ever appears in official UTDR content and Mayor Holiday has not been included in OTHERSWAP at all. Although she takes the role of Toriel in this AU, Dess is still the eldest daughter of Rudolph Holiday and is treated accordingly. This AU has decided to replace the Dreemurrs with the Holidays as they also exist within UNDERTALE canon (UNDERTALE 5th Anniversary Alarm Clock Winter Dialogue - Asgore, UNDERTALE Xbox port exclusive dialogue).

Artwork posted by this account (@otherswap) is created by @dvdexe. A full list of credits can be found here.

[shelbgrey]

My MasterList of Stories

Master List part 2

~request are open

Grey's Anatomy

The Sopranos

Codes:

Smut=❤️‍🔥 Fluff=💕 Angst=💔 Funny=💖 Horror=🫀

🔬Bones💀

Dr. Lance Sweets:

Smut Alphabet❤️‍🔥

Caught in the act ❤️‍🔥

Dating Lance Sweets HC💕❤️‍🔥

Adventures in babysitting💕

You belong with me💕

Lance Sweets as a Dad headcanons💕

Dream Warriors💔🫀

Bones Halloween Special🫀💖

Code baby Part 1 💕

Let me take your pain away💕💔

Dr. Jack Hodgins:

Can't buy me love💔💕

Jack Hodgins Having a little sister💕

What's it gonna take to get you out of his lab?❤️‍🔥

Agent Seeley Booth:

Dating Seeley Booth Headcanons💕❤️‍🔥

Being Seeley Booth's Best friend HCs💕

Friends to Lovers Headcanons💕

The day we met💕

In the name of love💕

Agent James Aubrey:

Falling in love with James Aubrey after losing Lance 💔💕

Falling in love with James Aubrey after losing Lance Sweets part 2💕❤️‍🔥

Smut Alphabet❤️‍🔥

Unspoken desire❤️‍🔥

Dr. Wendell Bray:

Witchy Squintern HCs💕

Dr. Camille Saroyan:

who broke the coffee pot?💖

The Squinterns:

Adventures in babysitting💕

Being Hodgins sister and being a goth Squintern💕

Dr. Zack Addy:

I've got your back💕

Who's got him smiling like that?💕

❤️‍🩹Grey's Anatomy🩺

Dr. Derek Shephard:

Halloween special💖🫀

Injured💔

The Ballad of Jayne💔

Stuck in the middle💔💕

Stitches💕

This is Why I Don't Go To The Gym💕

Baby on the brain💕

Dating Derek after he broke up with Meredith💕

Love at first sight💕

Dr. Mark Sloan:

November Rain💔

Faithfully💔💕

We are family💕

Christmas Special💖

Dr. Owen Hunt:

Trauma 101💖

Dr. Jackson Avery:

Love Story💔💕

Dr. Alex Karev:

Heaven💔

Dr. Miranda Bailey:

Your my favorite💕

Dr. Nick Marsh:

Secrets out💕

🗡️Once upon a time🍎

August W. Booth:

Hidden secrets❤️‍🔥💕💔

Killian Jones:

Smut fic with Killan Jones❤️‍🔥

Prince James:

Hysteria💔💕

🩸Twilight🌲

Cullen family:

Fire safty💖

Going to the zoo💖

Cats in the cradle💕

Being Carlisle and Esme's daughter and having the Volturi wrap around your finger. 💖💕

Cullens:

Emmett McCarthy Cullen:

Next to me series💖💔💕❤️‍🔥

Forever now💕

Being Emmett and Rose's daughter HCs💕

Carlisle Cullen:

Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter HC💕

Carlisle as your husband HCs💕

Jasper Whitlock Hale:

Jasper dating Bella's sister HCs💕

Edward Anthony Mason Cullen:

Dating Edward Cullen HCs💕

Crushing on Edward Cullen HCs💕

Rosalie Lillian Hale:

Being Emmett and Rose's daughter HCs💕

Denalis:

Eleazar Denali:

Glory of love series ❤️‍🔥💕💔💖

Dating Eleazar HCs❤️‍🔥💕

Garrett:

Voice of an Angel💔💕

Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter and dating Garrett HCs💕

Wolf pack:

Seth Clearwater:

Perfect 💕

Volturi:

The Volturi:

Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter and having the Volturi wrap around your finger💕

🧫Ghostbusters👻

Peter Venkman:

When unspoken rules are broken💔💕

Dr. Egon Spengler:

Hold on, I love you💔

Two Nerds falling in love headcanons💕

Ray stantz:

Dr. Jelousey❤️‍🔥

Something strange💕💔

🦁🐍Harry Potter🐦‍⬛🦡

Draco Malfoy:

Say Something💔

Dance the night away💕

Just keeping an eye out💕

The truth doesn't always hurt💔💕

George Weasley:

Welocm to Gryffindor💔💕

You belong with me - part 1💔💕

Fred Weasley:

Being a Potter twin and falling for Fred💕

Neville Longbottom:

Your Breaking My Heart💔

Weasley family:

Being adopted by the Weasleys💕

⚔️Supernatural🌘

Gabriel "the Trickster":

Gardian Angel💕

Hyper girl💕

The Winchester and the Trickster💕

Love of a lifetime💔

Dean winchester:

Dating Dean Winchester Headcanons💕❤️‍🔥

Castiel:

Being in a love triangle with Dean and Cas💕💔

🎶Elvis Presley🎸

Austin!Elvis Presley:

Love me tender💔💕

💥Marvel🦸

Scott "Cyclops" Summers:

Dating Scott Summers💕❤️‍🔥

A not so White Wedding💕

Clint "Hawkeye" Barton:

Secrets out💖

Whatever it takes💔💕

Tony "Iron man" Stark:

All of me💔💕

Bucky "winter soldier" Barnes:

Treat you better💔💕

Howard Stark:

Time In A Bottle💕

Dr. Stephen Strange:

I won't say I'm in love💔💕

Avengers:

Ohana means family💕

Six avengers and a baby💔💕

[all4seth]

seth meeting your parents for the first time, at a Christmas dinner

I sat down on the couch, nervously fidgeting with my hands as my parents frantically moved little things around. I could see just how nervous they were too; they wanted to make a good first impression just as much as seth did.

He and I had been dating for about ten months and my parents were kind enough to offer hosting a Christmas dinner for his family and us.

Thinking of him, I hastily looked out the window again, yet there was no sign of him. I didn't worry, though; seth is always on time.

"Do you need any help?" I asked my parents.

"Don't worry, honey, it's fine" my mom smiled.

I smiled back, anxiously, knowing she would still give me some chore soon.

"Actually, it'd be great if you could rearrange that tinsel in the Christmas tree. The way your father put it up just doesn't sit right with me for some reason"

'Well that's just nonsense, a few minutes ago you told me you liked it" my dad jokingly argued.

"I tried to like it"

I chuckled and did as I was told, not for long though. The doorbell rang and all of us froze for a matter of seconds.

I walked to the front door and opened it. Seth was standing there, smiling widely, two pots of flowers in his hands, with his family behind him.

He remembered me saying how my mom and I could not stand people buying bouquets, because they're dead flowers; we like growing them instead.

The fact that he remembered this small, insignificant detail made my heart melt.

He smiled and I could feel his anxiety. I moved out of the doorway and the Clearwaters entered our house for the very first time, Sue taking the flowers from Seth. He stayed behind them and placed a quick, soft kiss on my lips while neither of our families were paying attention, too caught up in greeting and introducing each other.

"This is so scary," I cried out loud "but I'm so insanely happy"

"So am I" he agreed, his wide smile still glued to his face.

He wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head, in an attempt to calm me down.

We both looked in the direction of our families, who truly looked like they were warming up to each other. Seth joined Leah, my father and his at the table after we told him there were already enough people helping out for setting the table.

I entered the kitchen so quietly, the moms didn’t even notice me, carrying on with their discussion.

“Seth is seriously such a fine, young gentleman. You raised the boy perfectly”

“Thank you, but you’re exaggerating” Sue laughed politely.

“Perhaps I am, but I’ve never seen my daughter so happy.”

“She’s such a sweetheart as well” Sue said.

They both turned to me quickly, only now noticing I was there.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to intrerrupt. I’m just going to take these plates to the table”

I swiftly did so; I couldn’t hold back a big, genuine smile.

I put the plates on the table and sat down, beside seth, who immediatly noticed my smile and asked about it.

“Your mom likes me” I whispered to him.

“Of course she does” he laughed and kissed me.

The moms came out of the kitchen with the food, Sue smiling at me.

Soon, they joined us at the table and we all started chattering.

We talked about our studies, our future plans, as well as just our favourite foods and what we were going to do on Christmas Day.

I was surrounded by the people I love, knowing I had their unconditionate affection, all while having a good time.

This is what peace feels like.

[therealvinelle]

Favorite month for each of the cullens? For James’ coven?

I'm fascinated, why James's coven? But alright.

The Cullens

Alice likes parties, she likes decorating, she likes to have a reason to decorate the house for a party. And nothing says parties, decor, and finding a way to be modern, somehow sexy, yet tasteful and teaming up with Esme like Christmas and New Years' Eve. Plus the sun sets much earlier so she can go shopping at human hours, use atmospheric outdoor lighting, and have all sorts of seasonal fun that simply doesn't work the same in the Summer months (and Spring and Autumn are... so wet...). It's December for Alice.

Carlisle likes when he can be out longer, when the snow is still pristine and when there are happy festivities happening. He would uncomplicatedly be a December person, except the festivities are... dampened... by the family and partner violence and suicide attempts he gets at the end of the month. He's a December person who sees it as the time he has to save more people than usual, and also the snow is pretty.

Edward is for the fall months, because fall is such a beautiful time of year and more importantly he can think gloomy thoughts about nature following the cycle of life, every year it comes to life then dies again while he lives on. November... the twilight of the year, that brief flash of rapidly passing weeks just before the darkest time of the year and the death that is winter rolls in.

Emmett loves Christmas. There is no doubt in my mind Rosalie does a "Happy birthday, Mr. President" routine, and that they have some horrible lane about making their own fireworks for New Years' Eve. December is awesome, bro.

Esme loves family, festivities, and the joy of exchanging gifts with loved ones. Christmas is a wonderful time of year, but so too are the days leading up to Christmas, when she can put out the decorations and have a meaningful way of marking the passage of time for a few weeks. December.

Jasper enjoys the happy emotions coming from his family. December.

Renesmee's concept of the passage of time is completely warped. She dutifully says "December" when asked about her favorite month because that seems to be the done thing in this family.

Rosalie has thoughts about how Christmas is a time to be spent with family, specifically with children who believe in Santa Claus and miracles, and while she has a family there's a very central part of Christmas she'll never have, just as she can't enjoy any of the little things that made Christmas what it is, such as gingerbread cookies. It's another painful reminder, but so is her entire life. Renesmee helps heal this for her, in that there's now a child she can have many if not all of these Christmassy things she wanted to experience with, and also in that I somehow know several years of Christmases with the entire extended Black-Clearwater-Cullen-Swan family will be such a clusterfuck, everyone except Bella sensing the tensions, that Rosalie will be completely disillusioned as to what "family Christmas, just like the humans have it!" will never be appealing to her again.

James & co

Victoria prefers whichever month of the year rains most in whichever region of the world she's in. Rain washes away her scent, she can hide, and that makes for a happy Victoria.

James shares Victoria's preference, as more rain makes the hunt more difficult and he loves a challenge

Laurent thinks these people are fucking weird, rain ruins his hair and clothes and can we get a house? Laurent would like a house. ("How badly" is a question he must ask himself chez the Denali.)

[t1oui]

tastastastassss please would you share some percy weasley headcanons or thoughts about him in general

(just remembered he and oliver wood were in the same year and thus dorm... and percy gives me Massive twink energy, like a less dramatic francis abernathy)

HI YES i will indeed do this

so yeah in canon percy and oliver shared a dorm but in my mind there is no way percy weasley isn't in slytherin so my percy shares a dorm w marcus flint instead. anyways here are some headcanons

he's very bisexual and yes definitely a twink

he's also tall. probably one of if not the tallest guys in his year

good poker face but this man is a huge simp. for christmas, valentine's day, oliver's birthday, etc. he always panics on what to buy and gets oliver like 40 things including like 8 bouquets of flowers lol

penelope clearwater and marcus flint are his best friends other than oliver !! these four are chaotic. marauders vibes but they don't get caught

definitely a bit of a drama queen, but he hates when people (marcus) point it out b/c he does not see himself that way.

studies too hard for his own good and still has time for quidditch somehow (he's only playing to beat fred and george. he's a chaser btw)

actually very sensitive. like he will be stoic until something inconveniences him and then he will SOB

hates himself a little bit (sometimes a lot) because he's so different from his family

insecure about his freckles

takes younger slytherin students (like draco malfoy) under his wing because he knows what it's like to be part of the house everybody hates

fully despises dumbledore

always the first to notice when something's wrong (quirrell being sus, something being wrong with "moody"/crouch sr, etc) but alwasy the last person adults listen to

has been best friends with ginny since she was a little kid

does more for his siblings than they realize. cares about them so much, and his heart breaks every time they choose to fight with him or tease him instead of seeing how fucked up it is that he was shunned for being different

was almost put in gryffindor/is in gryffindor because he's extremely brave

was put in slytherin/almost put in slytherin because he will do anything for those he cares about, even if it's considered morally wrong

has and will use unforgivables; they're just spells to him, they're not anything scary or different

patronus is a crow

animagius form (i told you he and his friends were like the marauders lol) is a cat

if he notices two people pining for each other he will do everything in his power to make them date because he's quite the romantic. oliver helps.

has trained himself not to blush because he's so pale he just turns into a beet if he blushes at all (his friends, oliver especially, still make him go red occasionally)

cut off contact with arthur and molly for a little while after the war and was only really talking to ginny, occasionally charlie and bill

becomes head of the dmle

starts a petition after the war to get the atrium statue at the ministry - which shows a bunch of non-wizard creatures looking up to wizards like they're the superior beings - taken down. he does not shut up about this project until the statue is replaced, he hates it so much

that's all for now !! but feel free to send me more asks, ty for this one :)

[steveinscarlet]

In celebration of Steve's birthday, here is a list of songs that were important to him. These are all songs that either he or Lorelei named as favourites of his, or that played a significant role in his life. I hoped this was going to turn out really happy, but our boy really liked sad songs so it's a bit of a mixture

@littlemissheavenonearth is trying to make an Apple music playlist that people can listen to, so will update if that happens

1) How many more times - Led Zeppelin

The song that inspired him to 'throw the classic guitar out the window' and pick up an electric

2) Free bird - Lynyrd Skynyrd

Steve's audition piece for Leppard

3) Heroes - David Bowie

A song about a love that can't last - I wonder who he had in mind when he listened to this?

4) Travelin' band - Creedence Clearwater Revival

A big John Fogerty fan, he once asked him for an autograph pretending it was for someone else rather than admit it was for himself

5) Under pressure - Queen & David Bowie

This one didn't come with an explanation, but it's maybe obvious why he liked it

6) Where have all the good times gone - The Kinks

🙁

7) Goodness gracious me - Peter Sellers & Sophia Loren

A silly song that he would sing as a duet with Lorelei - he loved doing funny voices

8) Because the night - Patti Smith Group

Aw, he's a hopeless romantic

9) Merry Christmas Mr Lawrence - Ryuichi Sakamoto

He collected soundtracks and hoped to compose for film and theatre after Leppard's popularity waned

10) Wonderland - Big Country

Steve really related to the lyrics of this song. I think it speaks to his troubles, but also his hopes for a better future. And you will take my hand, And be with me in wonderland

[cloveroctobers]

DECEMBER PROMPTS 🧊 — 5. SETH CLEARWATER

A/N: honestly did not expect the Seth Stan’s to show out the way you guys did on that poll?!! Caught me off guard for sure! since back then I never found my Seth lovers anywhere but this is a good thing! All I imagine is warm fuzzies looking at not only Seth but Boo as well so you can definitely expect this to be some fluff! Also have a safe and thrilling new year, hope the best is coming for us all 💚

PROMPTS ARE FROM HERE & HERE + I’m using: 25.) Home for the holidays (“thought you couldn’t make it!”, running hug) + DIALOGUES — 35.) “Did you make me a tinsel crown?”

WARNINGS: as sweet as can be + probably too short for any of our likings! & Seth and reader are (aged up) about 25 :) + a quick write—if you couldn’t tell 😬

<- read my previous December anthology prompt here.

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you’re at your parents, it’s early (to you) around ten am and you’re outside in the backyard. It’s the night after the annual Christmas party your parents threw, you crashed here at their residence that they’ve owned for around three years now and it still didn’t quite feel like home. You could say California never did, it didn’t give you the feeling of sunny superstar dreams and wonder—it turned out to be just another mile you can simply tick off from your odometer.

it’s funny how you never had the desire to be in this state in the first place and here you are living here for the past six months. You’ve been a few places since La Push,(Oregon, Minnesota, Maine, and finally residing in British Columbia prior) spending a good twenty years there before deciding to look elsewhere. You left before your family did and it wasn’t ever a competition but they can honestly say you’re the influence that pushed them to see more.

Everything of course was not all fun and games outside of the world you once knew but you wouldn’t completely rewind and start over. Some things needed to be done to figure out where you truly had to be. Which was your answer for it all but that came with tears you couldn’t hold back as you finished off a cupcake.

The end of the year was so near and yes you were thankful to be closer to your family again and the sprinkle of success this year brought to your table but there always seemed to be something still missing that you couldn’t shake. You’ve grown accustomed to everlasting change in your life—I mean the supernatural world can get pretty wild no matter where you went but you knew how to get adjusted after some time. Yet you couldn’t explain the puffiness on your face to yourself although those deemed it as good sleep. Waking up in tears was not what you expected the day after spreading joy but the cool plunge from the winter air soothed you just fine.

Wrapped in a blanket, staring out into the pale yellow sun behind the haze of blue, you’re chewing the last of the soft cupcake, lost in your own feelings that you don’t even register your name being called. Standing in the middle of the slightly messy backyard, you take your time glancing over your shoulder at the mention of your name and feel your breathing hitch.

Behind your father is a face that you’re all too familiar with. Then it all starts to make sense as a once cautious glance turns into a famous grin that always meets his dark eyes. You’re supposed to be cleaning up the backyard but instead you’re running full speed into the tender arms of a person dear to your heart.

Seth Clearwater.

Your eldest friend who you had the best time getting in touch with over the last year. How ironic is it that he’s been living in California all these years? Information that your parents left out although your dad talked to Charlie and Sue often. Perhaps that was their way of protecting your heart? That Seth was once upon a time a brushed off subject that most refrained from bringing him up. He was disappointed that you were leaving five years ago and you tried your hardest for him to go along with you but Seth wasn’t ready to leave La Push behind for good like you were.

You were both on opposite ends. You finished community college and you were accepted into another school in a different state but those two years felt like enough for you. You had savings for traveling and that’s what you did, to find a better sense of yourself outside of what you’ve always known.

Unfortunately that included Seth.

You tried to keep up with postcards, phone calls, emails, and texts but that just became a reminder that life went on without each other in it. Something you both had to accept although the sadness was hard to beat until you both learned to stop thinking as much.

Perhaps you never really did.

“Thought you couldn’t make it!” Your head is buried into his shoulder as you squeeze him tightly.

You haven’t seen each other since you were both twenty, reconnecting through social media after Seth decided to hop back on and it was shocking to hear that he and Leah were both making an attendance to your parents home, flying and driving in that Friday. The dejection was evident on your face when Leah was at the door alone and she made blunt attempts (in Leah fashion) to soothe over the sting. She was very vague and so was Sue—which was not like her now looking back on it.

Seth was expecting a text from you, questioning about his whereabouts but was met with radio silence which said enough. He was quick to question everyone else in the family group chat but sue was more reassuring than his step-dad Charlie and big sister were.

He chuckles as he wraps an arm around you, “Fooled ya, didn’t I? There’s no way I’d bail out completely. Just got wrapped up in some last minute things on the holidays, which sucked but I’m here now to see you.”

Lifting your head you stare up at Seth, scanning over his features which were still there, just defined as he stood in his adulthood, with his hair much longer and free on his terms.

“I’m glad.” You offer a smile, which felt tight against your slightly swollen face, “and also can’t believe it! When Leah told me something came up, I actually wanted to head back home.”

“Aw well…I’m glad you didn’t.” Seth informs, “I hear you have a strange roommate according to your dad.”

You glance at the space where your dad once stood and scoff. “Melvin just…loves his reptiles. He works at a pet store and I told him that as long as he has a good watch on them and I don’t get bit by any of them to the point I’m unalived then…it’s cool with me.”

Seth raises his brows, “Wow…I’m impressed.”

“What? Why?”

“If I remember correctly you were afraid of the simplest of things like: crickets, dragonflies, and butterflies. Now you’re telling me you live with reptiles?” Seth quizzes with a smirk.

You shrug, “you can’t hold the past against me! I’m experienced such growth and we have time talk about everything right?”

Seth briefly cups your cheek, before slipping it to rest against your blanket covered shoulder, “as much time as we need.”

One thing about Seth Clearwater, he’s always been sincere and that hasn’t changed in the last five years.

“I have something for you,” you say disappearing into the house, ignoring the stares from your dads’ to grab the item before heading out back once more, “here we are.”

Seth lowers his head a bit as you get the item settled and he peeks up with a grin, “Did you make me a tinsel crown?”

“You may have missed out on the shenanigans last night but I saved you one just in case,” you tell as Seth models the shiny crown in the backyard while you clap in approval.

Seth sighs, “thanks for thinking of me…care to take a stroll and tell me everything?”

He holds his hand out, awaiting for your grasp and you don’t hesitate because you know that Seth will share the same as you make laps in the backyard together. Arm now looped with his, head resting against his shoulder as you take turns telling each other just how much you missed being side by side.

The looks of longing passed between the two of you, which answers the questions the final month of the year brings: you’ll always be the best part of each others lives no matter what the distance may bring.

Seth’s warmth and compassion reminds you that, the blues—you didn’t realize that you even had—don’t deserve a place here.

He does.

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DEC. ‘23 PROMPTS FIN.

[goldeneyedgirl]

12 kisses: march: scars, anathema.

Wow, it's been a hot minute since I posted anything. I'm kind of back? I've finished a semester successfully, just waiting for grades and information on next semester (I'm lowkey excited about my ofic that I'm writing for school), and just dealing with more health stuff plus I live surrounded by varying levels of Other People's Nonsense that I am involved in dealing with for an unknown reason.

But I'm back to writing fic, and thought I'd upload some stuff that's been marinating since February. First up, catching up on the 12kisses meme with something from Anathema. This looked different in my head but it's cute and it's building up Jasper's Anathema backstory, so I'm happy.

Asks will be answered, chapters will be finished,but today I'm just doing warmups and fic housekeeping.

12 kisses: march: scars, anathema

[ scars ] a gentle kiss on the partner’s scars

I’m frozen solid by the time we make it home, shivering under three layers of soaked clothing - I’m not entirely sure my puffer jacket is ever going to recover from this. It’s less ‘puff’ and more ‘soggy’ now.

“We need to get you warm and dry,” Jasper said, sounding stressed, as I fumbled with the house keys, my fingers numb. He’d been worried since he bundled me into the car; he was so protective of me. I might have been miserably cold, but there was no way I’d get sick from twenty minutes cold. But Jasper preferred to err on the side of caution - my human half - rather than risk me getting so much as a paper cut.

It was pretty cute, honestly.

“First stop, the shower.” I flipped on the lights as we went in; the entire house was dark. Freddie and Dulcie were at the conference in Seattle all weekend, and it had taken a lot of effort to convince them to let me stay home alone rather than going with them, or staying with the Clearwaters (not that I was on entirely good terms with the Clearwater since Jasper showed up. Sue was positively distant with me lately.) But I definitely needed to convince Dulcie or Freddie to let me get a cat - especially for nights when I was on my own. Not that it happened all that often. Hell, Dulcie had even offered to let me stay at her place, but I was happier here - especially since Jasper had upgraded my laptop and fixed the wifi.

Half-tripping up the stairs - my toes were numb in my boots with cold, I found the apartment was slightly more welcoming since I’d accidentally left the living room lamp on. My clothes were leaving a trail of water behind me, and my hands were shaking as I pulled out dry clothes and a towel, leaving a set for Jasper to dry off.

“Shower, Alice,” Jasper said firmly. “You’re freezing.”

“At least dry off your clothes,” I said, clenching my teeth to stop them chattering. “Use the dryer.” I could see him on the fence about that idea. “I can’t warm up and them get cold again from your wet clothing.”

“Go shower,” he said, and I knew I’d won as he gently pushed me towards the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, I was toasty warm in a giant sweater, leggings, and the socks that Dulcie had knitted me for Christmas. My hair was ridiculously frizzy and I had tried to pin it down the best I could, but it still looked childish.

I dumped my clothes in the hamper to be dealt with in the morning before I wandered back through the apartment and out onto the landing where Jasper was drying his clothing. Our ‘laundry’ was in a closet on the landing because we had nowhere else to put it until someone (most likely Dulcie) cleared out the second floor so we could use it again.

Jasper was standing there in his jeans, checking his phone as his sweatshirt dried, and I was fully intending on just enjoying the view - he was staunchly old-fashioned towards me, but I had quickly worked out it was a defence mechanism. It was easier for him to fall back into the vague social expectations of his human life right now because everything was overwhelming. I’d cheerfully bullied him into doing things like holding my hand, and curling up on my bed with me to watch a movie, but both of those things were done fully clothed and there was still a very respectful distance between us.

That is to say, I had never seen him shirtless. And I had wanted to mentally imprint the imagine on my brain for the foreseeable future (I was very doubtful that being defiled on a gurney downstairs was going to be come to pass before I turned thirty), except…

The scars.

I knew he hand them; there were some on his arms and hands that I’d see, a couple of shallow ones on his face. He’d told me about life in the south and everything that happened with Maria and Peter, but I’d always felt that he was holding something back.

Now I had proof. The scars on his back overlapped; they looked like claws had dug into his shoulder blade and travelled down to his opposite hip. There were nicks in the skin and bite marks and smaller scratches.

And when he put his phone back in his pocket, all the muscles and skin pulled tightly against the scar tissue; I inhaled sharply. I know bodies. I know how they fit together, how they move. Human bodies aren’t even the same as vampire bodies; I know that. The venom does horrific things to the tissue and the muscle and the ligaments and the joints… But all I could think of was how every time Jasper moved, the scar tissue would try to stop him.

Jasper turned around when he heard me, his eyes wide. And I got even more of an eyeful. The damage on his chest and stomach were… different to his back. Not better or worse, just different. At one point, it look like he had been torn open from clavicle down to his stomach. Scratches, gouges, bites littered his body and all I could do was stare.

It wasn’t like anything I had ever faced downstairs. Even the bear attacks or falls weren’t like this. Because no human had to go on living with the remains of those fates. Jasper did.

“Alice, I…” he began and I shook my head, already moving.

“Oh Jasper,” I managed, before I flung my arms around him. His skin was cold against my face, but it was reassuring - I had become used to the fact that he was always going to be cold, or room-temperature at best. It was comforting and familiar now.

He stood rigidly in my grasp for a moment, before I felt his hand rest gently on my shoulder.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t intend for you to see this,” he said so kindly I wanted to cry. “I just wanted to dry my clothing before you came out, I’m sorry.”

I frowned at him. There was a horrific scar where his neck joined his shoulder, and I could see the teeth marks at the edges. “Why are you sorry?”

“It’s not an easy sight,” Jasper said, and he looked away from me. “It wasn’t something I wanted you to ever have to deal with.”

Well. Apparently I grossly overestimated gurney-defilement at age thirty; Jasper had planned on it being never.

A million things raced through my head when he said that. Jokes about wedding nights, frustration that he thought I was too delicate to deal with reality, the insistence that it didn’t matter because it did, to him. He was apart of a family without blemish - some shadows from the scars that changed them but nothing even remotely close to what Jasper bore. Maybe it had been the Cullens that had taught Jasper to hide them, to cover them up, and I felt frustration rise up in me.

“I cannot stand the idea of you hurting,” I blurted out, my fingers twisting through the belt loops in his jeans. “Do they hurt now?”

He watched me, frowning, for a second. “No, they haven’t hurt in a very long time,” he said, and I felt the ghost of confusion drift over my skin. “They’re just there, they won’t ever fade.”

“But your back, I could see the muscles pulling,” I said. The idea that Carlisle, a surgeon, hadn’t done anything about Jasper’s scarring was stressing me out. I’d cut more than one scar through on the bodies downstairs, so that they could lay flat and look comfortable.

“I can feel some of them, but they don’t hurt or restrict me. Vampire skin doesn’t work that way,” Jasper said soothingly. “It simply moves with me. If there was resistance, they’d tear.”

A shudder that ran through me as I curled closer to him. “I don’t like that,” I said honestly. I’d see torn, cracked vampire flesh once, a couple of years ago when a nomad needed to be disposed of. It didn’t look real.

“We treated our wounds to make sure we didn’t lose movement, Alice.” His voice is kind and patient, and I hate that he’s comforting me. “It would be a death sentence otherwise.”

“How did they happen?” I asked, absently tracing one on his arm. “What animal did these?”

Jasper sighed; it was the kind of sigh that came from so much time and misery. “Newborns. Maria. Battles. No animals, just monsters,” he sounded tired. “I’m sorry Alice, I didn’t want you to have to see this side of us. Of me.”

I shook my head. “Sit. I want to know,” I said. Sinking to the floor, I immediately sat in his lap, curled against him. “You should have told me before.”

“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,” Jasper replies smartly, grabbing my hand and stretching out my arm, to push up my sweater sleeve. Three scars along the arm that I never really thought about; they were smooth against the rest of my skin.

“That’s easy,” I said. “That one, when I broke my arm as a kid - bone tore straight through the skin, I screamed like I was on fire. Jeanie nearly had a heart attack when she found me. I only needed three weeks in a cast.

“That one was a dog bite. Mrs O’Brian, who owned the camping store before the Newtons moved to town, had this retriever. I’d never met a retriever that wasn’t super friendly. He just sunk his teeth into me and shook. I thought Freddie was going to kill the dog and Mrs O’Brian.” I shrugged. “And the last one - was getting ready to work on a body downstairs, and I had a vision when I picked up the scalpel. I fainted and stabbed myself pretty badly. Sue had to give me a bunch of stitches.”

Jasper’s fingers were cool against my arm as he traced the marks. “Any others?”

“I mean, there’s a burn scar on my stomach from when I leaned over my hair straightener,” I said. “A couple of shaving cuts around my ankles. One on my thigh from when I tripped in the forest. These are just living scars, Jas. Not like yours.”

Jasper nodded but was still focusing on the marks on my arm.

“It.. it wasn’t something we worried about,” he says, quietly. “Newborns were cannon fodder, it didn’t matter what happened to them. If they were too far gone, we’d just destroy them - we didn’t want to waste the resources to heal them up again.

“But I had to be on the frontline for us to win, to stay in control,” he continued. “I was a target; everyone knew that without me, Maria couldn’t control an army that size or hold her territory.

“Maria or… Peter would be the one to put me back together. Peter would try not to make a big deal out of it. But Maria, she’d tell me how bad it was. That I needed to fight smarter, that it didn’t have to be this bad. That I was wasting blood and time.” He shivered and looked up at me. “‘It won’t be worth keeping you around much longer’. That’s what she said to me at the end. As if I wasn't still winning, as if she didn’t have her territory.”

Jasper shook his head. “So I get to walk around like this.” The bitterness and self loathing in his voice was evident, even without the emotions boiling around him. “The Cullens, they made sure I stayed covered up for the first couple of years. Esme and Rose, they have histories with violence, and they needed to feel I was safe…”

I squeeze my eyes shut, and try to wrestle down the flare of anger I feel at the idea Jasper was made to feel like a monster, a dirty secret, because he’d been raised in a war zone.

“You deserve so much better, Alice.” The tenderness in his voice was heartbreaking. “If things were different - if I was stronger - I never would have let myself get close to you. A better version of me, in a perfect world. Someone whole and normal who isn’t like this.”

He buried his face in my hair, his arms firm around me as if he was holding on for dear life. And I am stricken. I am not an idiot, I knew that Jasper struggled. That the human facade and living this way was like wearing ill-fitting clothes for him. That I terrified him in so many ways, but especially how easily I had accepted him and invited him closer.

And his second life had taught him one lesson over and over again; that in the end, he would be alone. Cast out, broken, used up. Nettie and Lucy, Maria, Peter… the lesson had stuck. And a few months together wasn’t enough to erase those decades of misery, of bone-deep fears.

My lips press against the snarl of the scar on his neck, and I felt him shiver underneath my touch. I knew I was turning red - there was something so intimate about the gesture, even though I didn’t intend anything salacious.

“I need you to know I love you as you are,” I said, his face still tucked in my hair. “That this you is my you, and there’s not a single thing I would change about you.”

“To me, you are perfect,” I heard him murmur into my hair. I didn’t know if he was reassuring himself with words I’d told him before or telling that to me, but I didn’t get a chance to clarify; he looked up and tilted my head back, his thumb absently stroking my cheek.

“I don’t deserve you,” he said, and there was something so sad yet so fierce in his gaze.

“And I’ve done nothing to deserve someone like you,” I replied. “We’re a perfect match. I adore you.”

Jasper chuckled, and there was a flicker in his eyes for moment as he seemed to lean closer… but whatever was going to be said or happen after that was lost as the dryer let out a thunk, a wheeze, and a chime to let us know that Jasper’s shirt was now dry.

“Time to go inside,” he said, the moment gone as he rose to his feet, helping me up before grabbing his sweatshirt from the dryer.

“I really was enjoying the show,” I said mournfully as he tugged his sweatshirt on. Jasper let out a surprised chuckle, and reached for me again.

“Time and patience, Alice,” he said in a funny way; all-knowing and reassuring but with a new warmth to his words. “All good things arrive eventually.”

I smiled up at him as he took my hand and lead me towards the apartment door.

For him, I would wait forever.

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Happy end of year! Thanks everyone for the warm reception to OTHERSWAP, here's hoping we'll have even more for you in 2024. In the meantime I'll share some miscellaneous pictures for you all to look at!

Sketches for the snack bar in Clearwater that replaces Grillby's. I thought it would be funny if each town was required by law to have some kind of Christmas tree decoration. I'm really attached to the mascot idea... maybe there's a monster who just looks like that. Talk about a dream job!

The building ended up changing a bit in the sprite but it keeps the sliding doors and walk-up counter I wanted so it's fine. The sprite is a mishmash of roofing from Hometown buildings, the flowerpots from Grillby's, and original work.

Noteblook and Shyra, Shyren's sister who replaces her in this AU. Obviously we never see her in the original game so I had to come up with a design that still says they're related but still distinct from each other. She's a little ditzy but still just as cute! Little fish monsters are fun to draw.

Muffet eating a spear (spider pear), Shyra again, and the Holiday kids.

Speaking of the Holiday kids, a little drawing of them in that one Christmas dress! You know the one.

This was one of the very first things I drew back in 2021 when we were just starting work on OTHERSWAP. In the end we decided to not change Frisk at all, which thank god because the one singular stripe makes me uneasy.