#like he is very much afraid of being abandoned / left behind and although he doesn't LIKE killing people jack kind of flip-flops

[mad-hunts]

i find it kind of interesting how jack's costume is actually partially modeled after a jester ( his mask has the typical 'horns' that extend out of a jester's cap, except they don't have bells on them most of the time because that would just be VERY inconvenient for him as a thief and they aren't really all that big at all. they just barely reach the crown of his head and then tilt downwards before the ends folds in on themselves. it's basically something that is not too flashy, but also kind of let's him express himself ) and his whole costume just in general exudes the air of a ' performer. ' the fact that he does wear a leotard as part of his outfit while on 'missions' just emphasizes this. though, it does serve a practical purpose as well, of course -- and that is to allow him free range of movement since he is contortionist. so, i think the fact that he has consciously made an effort to make it a bit ' fun ' does say something about his character and i know i have mentioned this before, BUT i haven't quite touched upon this yet.

jack has saved people before that he knew barton would've wanted him to kill because they 'saw too much' or whatever the case may be. anddd i think that this is jack's way of trying to 'make up' for some of the bad thing's he's witnessed + done nothing about, as well as make up for the bad thing's he's done, though realistically -- it's probably going to take a LOT more than jack saving some people to completely ease his conscience and he can never really wipe his hands clean of what's been done. but ehhh, i think that jack treating it almost like it's some sort of ' twisted performance ' in a way is a form of escapism for him, as sad and also concerning as that might sound 😬 but yeahhh. that's likely enough rambling about my favorite mathis family member for now LOL

[petracozbi]

I'm finally came around to do my own Trolls HC list-thing (most are Branch related cuz he's my favourite):

Branch has almost perfectly trained senses from living and surviving on his own in the wilderness; he's got a very sensitive nose and he can easily hear the smallest movements even if they're fairly far away, etc.

Poppy makes sure to at least make a little noise when approaching Branch, as to not catch him off guard, since he had a tendency to get lost in thought when he feels he's in a safe and secure space, and can lower his defences. Kismet does the same (they're found family to me idc)

In the beginning, the bros found it kind of annoying/confusing how Poppy would start getting louder and yell out Branch's name every time they were getting close to him, probably shrugging it off to her just being a very hyper and overexcited girlfriend. It wasn't until they got to experience first-hand how Branch reacted when they suddenly just touched him while deep in thought, and let's just say, after having their arm pinned behind their back and a sharpened stick held to their throat a few too many times, they learned to give a heads-up.

Branch needs glasses. He stopped wearing them after Rosiepuff got eaten to fully avoid any connection with Brozone and his boyband persona. He's not completely blind and can still get around, but he relies mostly on his other senses (which also got way more sharp because of that), and has to get up close to see things in detail.

A HC I think I shared before: Branch is freakishly strong, but doesn't look it at first glance - He's very much humbled the bros (especially JD and Bruce) with this fact, when they try to wrestle him into a headlock to give him a nookie or a Wet Willy (JD and Bruce) and he just won't budge (Kismet knows to not even try) or when they want to help him carry something and they almost collapse under they weight when he hands it to them.

Besides being his vehicle, Rhonda is also JD's (unofficial) therapy animal.

Clay can't swim. He never learned since he spent his entire life in either the trolltree or the abandon golfcourse. When Bruce learns this, he takes it upon himself to try and teach him, but to their shared frustration, they both (Clay and Bruce) discover that Clay is apparently deadly afraid of open waters.

Bruce also didn't know how to swim when he first left the trolltree. He got washed up on vacay Island, having been staying afloat by holding onto a branch. The vacationers taught him how to swim.

JD can cook circles around most trolls. He did most of the cooking back in the trolltree 'cuz Rosiepuff was a horrible cook (referencing her apparently rancid-tasting fluffleberry cake), he also taught (Sp)Bruce how to cook, but never got around to teach the others 'cuz they split up. Bruce later incorporated some of JD's recipes into the menu at the restaurant.

Branch's tastebuds are pretty hardened (some might say almost nonexistent), and trolls tend to assume it's from his survival years, where he'd just eat whatever as long as it was edible, didn't matter what it tasted like. In reality, it's mostly from solely eating Rosiepuff's cooking for like maybe a year or two after the band split up (yeah that's all it took to mess them tastebuds up for years after). Ofc in the beginning, he had to force himself to even put the food in his mouth, but he did it 'cuz he wanted to make his grandma happy.

Kismet was formed shortly after the bros left. It was Rosiepuff who encouraged Branch to socialize with other trollings around his age, since he became very closed off after the split (tho' I think he'd been a pretty shy and quiet kid to begin with (with the exception of when he performed as Bitty B))

Branch used to get bullied (more) for his greyness as a kid. Kismet would chase them off.

Although Branch is not as forgiving either, Kismet 100% holds a grudge for the bros leaving Branch - the Snackpack too, when they also learn what happened.

The bros are absolutely bewildered by the fact that Branch is dating the Queen, and that he'd probably one day be King. Branch himself gets very anxious when they mention this; just the thought of that much responsibility and being in the spotlight like that has him sweating.

Bruce's favorite way of annoying Branch is to tease him about his and Poppy's relationship, asking him when he can expect the wedding invitations and some nieces or nephews. In reality, it's probably Poppy that proposes in the future, with a long, romantic and heartfelt speech ofc (and yes, he cries).

That's all I got for now

[diyasgarden]

friendship jealousy: fear of being replaced

LOL I always feel replaceable so this one was fun to write.

In general, Tashi does not struggle with this. She has good self esteem and knows her value. Although, I imagine if you're very very close with her, she'll be slightly afraid you'll leave her. She knows her bluntness can be a little much to handle and that she has a large presence that could push someone away. Again, she would not usually care about how people respond to this, but she loves you deeply. Losing you seems painful, so she worries about it. It's just a thought that pops up every once in a while. Luckily it goes away quickly enough, so it's not something major. If you struggle with these feelings, it takes her sometime to deal with it. She does not really understand it (she thinks it is silly), but she does her best to reassure you. She does this by being direct about it. I do believe after her injury she was constantly afraid of being replaced, mostly because it was actually happening. She would see new female players go pro and have amazing careers, and she always feels like she is being left behind. Mostly because she knows she is. It's less of a fear and more of her reality.

Art struggles with both, and can get really jealous. He always wonders if you'd replace him if you found someone better to spend time with. Although his friendship jealousy manifests in a subtle way. Really he becomes a little more quiet around you and when he speaks he becomes slightly more blunt. At first, this is confusing because he usually is direct when he is upset, but this time all you know is that something is wrong. It takes you sometime before you realize, and once you do you try to address it. Actions speak louder than words when it comes to Art, so just reassuring him does nothing. You have to do things to show much how much you value him, and it takes a day or two before everything is back to normal. If you feel this way, it may take him sometime to realize. But once he does he does whatever he can to make you feel better. Usually more so through actions than words, because that's what helps him.

Patrick also struggles with both, but it is more of a side affect from his fear of being abandoned. Like he does get a bit jealous when you're spending more time with others, but really it's because he is afraid of the possibility of you just leaving him completely because you found someone better. He's always more or less felt this way. It first formed when he felt like his parents wanted nothing to do with him, and it just grew as he got older. He fully processed that it is a major concern for him when Art and Tashi left him. While he is aware he feels this way, he doesn't know how to handle it. This is why he feels like he may be abandoned he ends up becoming a little more distant and argumentative with you. It's his way of trying to protect himself. If he pulls back first, then is it really you leaving him? He views himself as replaceable, but he doesn't want to watch you replace him. When he feels this way, you have to be the one to reach out and show how much you value his presence, both through your words and actions. After sometime everything goes back to normal, but this does happen every couple months. If you feel this way too, Patrick understands it and is able to pick up on it. He isn't good with discussing these feelings, but he does whatever he can to reassure you throughout his actions.

[wandabear]

COME UNDONE - WANDA MAXIMOFF X F!READER

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Summary: Wanda is a 32-year-old, a divorced mother who hasn’t opened herself up to the opportunity to love again. She met Y/N but the 7 year age difference made her feel guilty… until she end up being victim of Thanos’ snap while Y/N stayed. What if Wanda never joined the Avengers? Her parents left Sokovia when Wanda and Pietro were little, achieving the dream of living in USA.

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chapter 1 - chapter 2 - chapter  3 & 4 - chapter  5 - chapter  6 -   chapter 7 - chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10 FINALE

Jules is portrayed by Adelaide Kane. Here.

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“You didn't see that coming?...”

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That voice. She could recognize that voice anywhere, that man who had been by her side since she was born.

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Pietro.

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Those teary green eyes, her red lips trembled. Pietro lay in front of her touching his chest, although the bullet wounds were all over his body. A trickle of blood fell from the corner of his mouth.

But his look was the worst, he watched her in a disturbing way.

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“Pietro…” Wanda whispered, taking a step forward but suddenly someone approached, blocking her way. A beautiful brunette. Oh, how much she adored that woman since the day Wanda met her. Now, she was looking at her like she felt sorry for her.

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“He was killed by Ultron, wasn't he?” Monica Rambeau asked, looking at her with sorrow while Pietro kept looking at her in the same creepy way.  Her sister-in-law and her beloved brother, completely different from what she knew them.

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Wanda frowned and shook her head, starting to back away but suddenly another Pietro appeared behind her, making her jump.

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“I got shot like a chump in the street for no reason at all.” The second Pietro told her quite annoyed, the three of them looked at her as if she were something strange or foreign to that place.

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“You have everything under control, don't you?” Natasha's hoarse voice made her turn around. A gasp slipping away from her lips, Natasha's face was beaten up, she looked sad and defeated. Strangely she wore a black suit with a black widow logo, apparently she was a hero in another universe.

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But the worst thing was seeing the blood behind Nat’s head, the crimson blood. Wanda covered her mouth,, trying to silence the scream. Her best friend was in front of her, dying, but her gaze was still the same as the others.

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“This is not real, it is not real.” Wanda shook her head and repeated the following words to herself over and over again. “It's not my life. It’s not mine. It’s hers.”

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“That doesn't make it any better, does it?”  They all said, the people she loved surrounded her and got closer, asking her why she let them die or why she abandoned them. Her children screaming ‘mom!’ as they crawled on the ground, slowly disappearing and turning to ashes.

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“You left me die in Sokovia.”

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“You left me die in Westview.”

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“You left me die in Vormir.”

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“No! I didn’t do it! It wasn’t me!” The redhead yelled, shaking her head but it was useless, those people began to harass her and chase her like haunted souls.

All those murmurs drowned her in a deep misery.

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“Wanda.” A very distant voice interrupted that awful moment, as if it were a hand pulling her out of a stormy ocean. That voice called out to her again.

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“Wanda!” It was heard again. The redhead looked around her but those hideous versions of their loved ones didn't allow her to see, she was getting smaller and everything was darker.

She couldn't move, couldn't scream.

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“Wanda!” For the last time Y/N called her, and this time she managed to get her out of that nightmare.

The redhead woke up agitated, her heart beating so hard that she felt a sharp pang of pain.

Y/N tried to touch Wanda's shoulder but was surprised when Wanda moved a little scared, as if she was afraid she was going to hurt her.

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“Babe, are you okay? You were having a nightmare again and I couldn't wake you up.” Concerned, Y/N settled next to Wanda willing to help but not suffocate her. She wanted to give the Sokovian some space, this wasn't a normal nightmare. Not at all.

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Wanda nodded quickly again and sat on the bed. She covered her face trying to calm down, the tears that fell down her face were so real; the anguish she still felt in her chest.

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“Wanda…” Y/N turned on the bedside lamp.

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But Wanda just watched her hands, not even paying attention to what Y/N was saying. She just kept quiet, lost and scared.

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“Wanda, please...” The brunette tried once more. “You have to tell me what's going on.”

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The Sokovian only shook her head and dried her tears, those adorable green eyes showing the anguish she felt.

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“It's just... too painful.”

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“Is it about your variant?” Y/N dared to take her hand, this time Wanda didn't take it away. They entwined their fingers, joining once more. “The Scarlet Witch…”

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“I remember when she possessed my body, I felt as if… as if everything was taken from me, as if something… invaded my body. She took my life.” Wanda took the courage to speak, hoping that her voice wouldn't break. “Not being able to do anything, you just feel locked in my own body... and that's not the worst.”

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“All her memories come to me in dreams.  I used to have dreams but now… every night is the same nightmare. And…” Wanda shook her head, trying to erase those painful images but it was impossible, she just ended up crying. “They’re so painful, Y/N.”

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Y/N looked into the green eyes of her beloved, terror and sorrow, Y/N could see how broken she was. “I can't believe that she went through all that, because… I don't know if I could do it. I-” Wanda’s  voice and her lips trembled at the imminent crying. “Please don't let me go so far.”

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Feeling her heart was sinking into the depths of the ocean, that's how it felt to see Wanda so broken. The brunette ended up hugging her tightly.

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“Oh, my love…” Y/N cooed.

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Wanda allowed herself to hug Y/N and bury her face in her chest while Y/N caressed her hair slowly, leaving soft forehead kisses.

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“I saw them die, all of them, and I couldn't do anything. My parents, Pietro, Natasha, my children… they all left me. And you weren't there, Y/N…” Wanda whimpered, closing her eyes and hugging Y/N even closer. “I don’t want to be without you.”

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But the days passed and the sokovian didn't seem to get better, it even seemed to get worse. Those adorable green eyes that showed her joy constantly now looked miserable, something had stolen that light. And Y/N was deeply afraid that she would begin to fall down that deep dark hole, and embrace the darkness.

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'Do you want to have dinner together today? I invite you wherever you want. If you don't want to go out, I can cook for you...' sent to Wanda.

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'I'm sorry, detka. I'm not feeling in the mood today, okay? Sorry. Maybe tomorrow. - Received from Wanda.

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'Of course, luv. Don't worry, if you need anything you know I'm here...' Sent to Wanda.

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Y/N sighed a bit sad, which her friend noticed quickly.

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“How's Wanda doing?” Jules's voice snapped Y/N out of her thoughts. They both entered the rest room for doctors, luckily there was no one but a doctor sleeping really deep.

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"Sad." Y/N sighed and sat down, opening some chips she'd bought from the vending machine. Jules handed her a bottle of fruit juice and kept one. “She's really down, Jules.”

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“Natasha told me that Wanda was avoiding her. Also, you haven't stopped eating junk food all week. That’s really serious.” Jules looked at her worried. For two weeks now, Wanda didn’t come to see her or bring some lunch as she used to do. That was beginning to worry the people who knew her at the hospital.

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“I never saw her like this, Wanda was always so… cheerful, even when she had the worst. This is different.”

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“And this is because…” Jules began trying to find the right words so she didn't end up screwing everything up. “A version of her called Crimson…”

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“Scarlet Witch!”

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“Scarlet Witch, yes, that one… That other ‘Wanda’ came and possessed her and…?” Jules tried to explain but it was even hard to understand what the heck happened.

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“Jules…”

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“Are you sure you weren't imagining it? It's okay, I haven't smoked a joint since I was in high school, but-”

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“JULES!” Y/N said again, turning so fast that some chips went flying. “If you say it one more time I SWEAR I WILL…”

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“Easy, bear. I was kidding! Of course I believe you.” Jules raised her hands, seeking peace. “There's a woman who's swinging through the city on cobwebs, a guy who's wearing a devil outfit. Of course I believe you about other universes!”

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“Thank you.” Y/N sighed and nodded, maybe she was too sensitive lately.

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“It's just… what you told me, she must have experienced stuff that no one else has. Thinking that everyone you love will die is not easy, but she saw it.” Her skin crawled just thinking about it. “She felt it all… if that happened to me I would either be shaking like a scared baby leaf or really pissed of. How would you feel?”

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After thinking about it again, Y/N nodded.

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“Yeah, you're right. It's like she can't move on, like she's frozen… Those memories are torturing her because she felt it.”

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“You have to do something.” Jules said worriedly, she cut her huge sandwich in two and gave half to Y/N. “We have to do something. She doesn't deserve this…”

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Y/N nodded and took a bite of that sandwich, sharing some fries with Jules as well.

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“And that sad-evil-Wanda told you something about her universe? Who are we in that universe? What if I'm a worm? Would you love me if I were a worm?”

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“She didn't tell me much, maybe that's why. We are worms.”

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Little by little, she opened her eyes trying to get used to the sunlight. A big weight on her chest; Wanda stayed in the bed for a while.

She didn't want to step foot out of that bed, she didn't even want to wake up that day but she had to. Sighing heavily, Wanda got up so she could go to the bathroom and find something to eat, walking like her feet weighed a ton.

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The good thing was that the twins were with Vision, he understood that she needed space for herself.

Scratching her head lazily, Wanda walked to the kitchen to get some cereal or a sandwich. The mirror reflection showing her messy hair, she hadn't taken off those pajamas for two days.

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“Who’s there? It’s you or it’s really me?” Wanda  asked herself against her mirror, noticing dark circles under her eyes. “I don't know anymore.”

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She swallowed, what if that evil witch was hiding behind those green eyes? That woman who came to take away her safety and make her know what deep fear was. She didn't feel safe in her own body anymore.

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She sat on the couch  to enjoy some cereal and an episode of 'The Office' when someone knocked on the door.

The sokovian gasped and got up from the couch to open the door. And seeing that woman on the other side didn't surprise Wanda at all, maybe just didn't think she'd see her right now.

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“What are you doing here?” Wanda rolled her eyes when that woman walked into her house without further ado. “I told you I didn't want to go out.”

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“Yeah, I read it.” Natasha took off her jacket. “But I didn't give a damn.”

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The redhead looked around, the house that Wanda used to have immaculate and perfect now was completely turned upside down. The mess, some bowls on the coffee table in front of the tv and some blankets and pillows on the couch.

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“Watching 'The Office' again?” Nat nodded at the Tv. “The wedding episode again, Wanda? Come on.”

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“Leave me alone.” Wanda grunted and stopped the episode, dropping the remote on the couch. “Nat, listen, you know I love you, you’re my sister and I don't want you to be mad at me but I want to be alone.”

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“Wanda, I love you very much, but fuck off.” Natasha dropped onto the couch and crossed her arms, she wasn’t going to move from that spot. “I'm not leaving until you tell me what's wrong with you and why.”

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“Nat, please…”

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“No, Wanda.” Natasha was final. “You completely changed out of nowhere. You don't talk to me anymore, you don't answer my calls, you don't want to tell me what's wrong. You don't want to leave your house, and you’re not telling me WHY.”

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“I can't tell you…” the Sokovian murmured, lowering her gaze, feeling a deep guilt cutting her heart.

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“Why not?” Natasha's eyes made Wanda hesitate. You could see the pain, her sister was avoiding her.  “You don’t trust me?”

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How could she not tell everything to her best friend? To the person who was in her best and worst moments. Natasha was her sister, her best friend since High School, the one that supported Wanda when she decided to leave law school or the one who supported her when she made the decision to divorce Vision without criticizing her. The one who held her hand when the pregnancy contractions came. Natasha Romanoff.

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“It's complicated.”

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“I know complicated, because since we were girls you have never ignored me. It doesn't matter how bad it is.” Nat tried one more time, maybe, Wanda could finally open up. She was so close.

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“And not just me, I thought you wanted to even marry Y/N someday, you told me that a month ago.” Nat shook her head.  “Now you’re avoiding her too. Are you playing with her again?”

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“NO! Of course not!”

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“Then tell me, Wanda. She loves you, but I bet she's losing her mind too. She’s afraid too.”

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Nodding quickly, Natasha watched as Wanda was going to the kitchen, dragging her pink slippers.

The russian took out her phone to send a message to Jules and tell her that Wanda finally seemed to open up, when someone knocked on the door.

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“Wanda, are you waiting for someone?” She yelled and Wanda answered quickly:

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“No, can you open it for me? I am a mess!”

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“Okay!” Natasha got up from the couch and went to the door to see who was the person she was constantly knocking.

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Opening the door a bit annoyed, Natasha found a found a teenager, with black hair and dark brown eyes. She was wearing a denim jacket with some pins on it, quite youthful and adorable.

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“Hi.” America greeted smiling, showing those big pearls.   “Oh, my! You’re Natasha Romanoff!”

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“Yeah...” Nat frowned and smiled somewhat confused. Although nothing surprised her about America anymore, she was a pretty adorable but wild girl. “If you are looking for Wanda's kids, they’re with her dad this weekend…”

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“It's really nice to meet you.” America Chavez smiled widely and shook her hand quickly, so excited, not caring too much about the Russian's confused face.

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The girl came into the house and whispered a 'woooah' as she looked around, for the first time.

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“Wanda come here, I found a stoned child on your door!”

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Wanda went back downstairs quite confused.

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“America! How are you, honey?” The sokovian seemed worried. “Everything is okay?”

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“You... Do you know me?” America now was even more confused than Wanda, really surprised. How was it possible? She had never met a version of her in the vast multiverse. Was that possible? Was that real?

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“Yes...” Wanda looked at Natasha, now she understood very well what Natasha was saying.

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“Stoned as fuck?” Nat shrugged.

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“Clearly. America, sweetie, have you been smoking something with your friends, don't you?” Wanda narrowed her eyes and invited the kid to sit down, trying to look as calm and supportive as possible. “You know that Laufeyson kid isn't a good influence. He's wild but you have a whole future ahead of you, you can't throw away your life... you'll almost go to college! You can smoke something there... later. When you're older.”

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“What? No!” America exclaimed shaking her head. “You're not supposed to know me, well, not me. Do I have a version here? Where is she?” ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ

Hearing that the girl called herself a 'version' made Wanda turn pale. A shiver ran down her spine, moving away from the girl a little.

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“Oh, no.”

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“Oh, please don't be afraid. That's not what I come here for…” The teenager tries to calm her down, panicking a bit. “I just came to give you this.”

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Wanda shook her head and got up from the couch, ready to walk away. “I don't want anything to do with her.”

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“Please.”

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“No.”

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“Wanda, what are you talking about?” Natasha frowned, so confused.

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“You must understand that I am not here to hurt you” America sighed deeply and searched for something in her jacket, taking an envelope out of it. “I just came to give you this. She's going to help you.”

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“Help me? She causes only chaos and pain.” Wanda said annoyed and scared.

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Silence reigned for a few moments until Natasha spoke again, breaking the moment.

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“Wanda... If any of this has to do with how you've been feeling lately, and even though I have no fucking idea what it is...” Nat widened her eyes, unable to believe what she was saying. “Don't you think it's better to face it?”

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She reached out to hug Wanda and cradle her face in her hands. “If whatever the girl brings is going to help you, just… try it.”

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Wanda hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

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“And after that, you're going to tell me what the hell is happening.” The Russian sighed and walked towards the kitchen, but not before pointing at the teenager. “You, stoned girl, come with me to the kitchen. I'll make you a sandwich, let her deal with this alone like she needs to.”

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America nodded and followed her, but not before giving the letter to the Sokovian.

Wanda took that paper in her hands and sat down on the couch to start whatever she would start now. What did that witch want now?

Wanda took a deep breath, took courage. Her hands trembled, tears welled in her eyes, but she stayed strong.

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‘Wanda. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ

I hope you’re reading this and give me a chance to explain, and also give yourself a chance to heal. I know that you will surely be upset, although to say 'upset’ or ‘annoyed' would be showing me too much mercy and I know that I don't deserve it.

I know myself and I dare to think that maybe we have more in common than we think. Tragedy does not unite us, but something more important does.

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I know that what I did to you is unforgivable and I'm not looking for that, because I know you won't. But I want you to know that I realized that what I did with you was not right, and that I will not forgive myself. I think I never will.

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You are everything I would have wanted to be, and it hurts me to have hurt you like others have hurt me. I should have… protected you.

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Someone very special told me that if it were the other way around, I would be suffering a lot right now and she was right, I think you know who I mean (finally found mine). I didn't think we'd meet, but everything was so…unexpected. As if it was destined. I think it's cruel to say that it was fate, it means that everyone had to leave for it to come true, is that selfish? Or mean?

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That's when I knew that I had to get this off my chest and that I also had to give you the opportunity to heal. The reason for this letter is to ask you, please: let the fear go, with that terror that I experienced. That was my destiny, but it will never be yours.

My pain doesn't have to be yours, don't blind yourself to a completely different reality.

Being able to see your reality hurt me so much, knowing that you could have everything I ever wanted was a deep stab in my heart.

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I will never have that. I will never have my brother alive again, I will never see Vision again, I will never be able to visit my parents. And I must accept it, understand it and let it go. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ

But it also made me open my eyes. Open them to a completely new reality, to things that I didn't think I was looking for and that were waiting for me.

I decided to help this girl, América Chávez, you must be knowing her by now. She's… well, she's special. She’s a very good girl who has spent her life trying to find her moms.

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To be honest, I was planning to use her powers to steal your little ones and-'

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“What the hell? She was going to hurt the girl!” Wanda said annoyed, looking up to see the America, who from the kitchen just shrugged her shoulders.

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“Yes, but she didn't. She’s helping me find my place in this new world, she takes care of me and in return she asked me to bring you this.” America grinned as she took a big bite of the sandwich.

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Wanda just sighed in exasperation and read that letter again, hoping that this crazy woman had something good to say.

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'To be honest, I  was planning to use her powers to steal your little ones from you and bring them to a new realit,y one where we were a beautiful family.

I realized that I  was being manipulated, yes, but a lot of it came from me, from my pain. From the loneliness in my heart.

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Thinking about the fear that the little ones would have, thinking that someone could do that to me again, that would hurt me immensely and its thanks to Y/N that I was able to understand it.

I don't know if I should tell you this but, I knew my Y/N here. And she is… amazing. She is very different but at the same time she’s not.

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Anyway, ever since I met her she hasn't stopped for a moment trying to make me feel good. To be there for me, even when we weren't even something.

The other day I saw her crying because she found a bee with a broken wing and it couldn't fly, and I really realized that (Besides thinking she’s an adorable crybaby) She's one of the best people I've ever met. She always seeks other people's happiness, even if it costs hers.

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I'm sorry I came into your life, but I'm glad I did because I would never have realized how much I love her.

Take good care of Y/N, she needs you and you need her. Don't push her out of your life, I know that's easy and she'll make you feel like you don't want to dim her light, but be honest with her and with yourself. You need each other.

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I don't need to read minds to know.

She loves you very much, I could see it, and I know that you love her. Don't ever let her go.

Take great care of the little ones, I know they will be loved.

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Once again, I'm sorry for all the damage I did to you. All the pain I caused you.

Thank you also for teaching me a new path to happiness.

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WM.-

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Wanda never knew when the moment tears began to fall down her face. Sniffing, she reached for some kleenex to dry her tears. Natasha and America looked at each other.

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���Everything's fine?” Natasha asked doubtfully.

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“Everything's fine.” Wanda nodded.

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“Was that what you needed?”

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“It was what I needed.” Wanda moved closer to America, hugging her. Although for a moment the teenager remained still, slowly she hugged her back.

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“I don't know you, but I know her… and I know you deserve to be okay.” The teen gently tightened the hug and then pulled away from her.

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“Thank you, America.”

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“I’ve to go now, I shouldn't be here. I'm breaking endless rules just to bring this.”  America's eyes widened and then she smiled widely. “Thanks for the sandwich, it was delicious. It was nice meeting you. Both.”

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“See you later!” Natasha said watching the girl leave and then she turned  to see Wanda. “Was that America Chavez? The girl who babysit Billy and Tommy?”

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But the sokovian didn't receive any answer, Natasha frowned when she saw how Wanda was hugging that paper, crying and smiling, feeling a calm that she hadn't felt for a long time.

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Y/N took a deep breath and finally knocked on the door, thinking about everything she wanted to say. Every sentence written in her notes so she wouldn't forget it. She didn't want to make things worse, wanted to fix it. If there was something to solve, right? Yes, of course there was. They were happy.

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They are.

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Once the door opened, Y/N momentarily forgot how to breathe. Wanda looked as beautiful as ever, though she didn't seem surprised to see her.

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“We need to talk.” Y/N swallowed, hoping the redhead wouldn't avoid her this time like so many times before.

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"Yes... Yes we should.” Wanda agreed and stepped aside. “Come in, please.”

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Surprised to see that Wanda agreed to speak, the brunette went inside and looked around, noticing a great improvement. Things seemed to be in their place, the mess disappeared.

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“Sit with me.” Both seemed very nervous, especially especially with the silence that lasted a few minutes.

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“So…” Y/N cleared her throat before beginning. “I came because I think we should talk about what is happening lately. I'm sorry I came unannounced, but if I told you maybe...”

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“I'd say I was busy or something.” Wanda finished the sentence somewhat embarrassed. “I was avoiding you.”

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“I know.” The brunette took Wanda’s hand. “And I get it. So please, let me start and then I'll listen to anything you have to say. I promise.”

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Wanda just nodded.

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“I love you.” Y/N stroked her hand gently, opening heart once more. “I love you, Wanda Maximoff. More than I ever thought I would, so listen carefully.”

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Those two had been through a lot together, up and down. There was nothing they couldn't face, not even rejection or time apart, or a witch from another universe. Nothing could separate them but themselves.

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“I know that what you have been through wasn’t easy. Damn, no one could understand how hard it must be for you to feel that. To have lived everything you lived, to see what could have happened in your life. All that loss, all that pain. Even I wouldn't have been that strong.” She sighed, noticing how Wanda's eyes filled with tears.

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“And this time I know we've been a little apart, and I don't want you to feel bad about it.”

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Wanda breathed heavily, feeling her heart sink. Maybe because she was expecting the worst, inside she was hoping that Y/N would come to leave her, say that she left her aside or claim what a bad girlfriend she had been.

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But the brunette always knew how to surprise her.

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“I love you, Wands. And if you need space, I'm going to give it to you. If you need to be alone, I will allow you to be alone to heal, but listen to me: you will never be alone. I will always be by your side, whenever you need me.”

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Wanda didn't seem to say anything. Although tears began to fall down her cheeks, she couldn't believe what an incredible woman she had next to her. How come after everything Y/N had been through she was still there for her? She was still willing to take her hand and face anything.

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“I am willing to give you time, to listen to you, to do whatever it takes to see you better. To see you well, to see you happy... the way you need.”

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Y/N was silent, waiting for an answer, but all Wanda did was swallow and then hug her lover so tightly, that she almost lost balance.

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“All I need is you.” Wanda said snuggling against her, hugging Y/N so tight, afraid she would never see her again. “Just you. Nothing but you.”

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Closing her eyes upon feeling the amazing relief that those words gave her, Y/N just kept hugging her for a long time, listening to everything Wanda had to say.

Wanda told her everything she saw in the Scarlet Witch's mind, but above all what she felt, and how it tormented her all that time.

Y/N perfectly understood the sokovian, it wasn't easy to be manipulated and have your body taken that way by someone else.

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But she also heard how that Wanda said that she should let it go, that wasn’t her burden.  The owner of that load was trying to get over it and survive with it, so our Wanda couldn't help but understand. Wanda didn't know if she was forgiving the Scarlet Witch, but she was accepting that the witch could redeem herself and become a better person.

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“I need to ask you something…” Y/N whispered as they lay on the bed, their legs intertwined just like their naked bodies under the covers. The warmth of Wanda's bare skin against hers was an exquisite and unique sensation.

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Leaving short kisses on the doctor's shoulder, Wanda looked up to see her. “About what, detka?”

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Y/N bit her lower lip, with a mischievous look. “I need you to be ready this Sat at 7 pm. I hope you’re not busy that day.”

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Wanda raised an eyebrow. “Why? It's a date?”

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“Maybe… Something like that.” Y/N  narrowed her eyes.

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“What are you up to?” Wanda wrinkled her nose and playfully poked the brunette's belly. “I love that face, I know you're up to something!”

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“You won't know until you get to where I tell you to go.”

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“Oh, aren't you going to pick me up?” She looked at her surprised and amused. “That's new on you, Y/L/N.”

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Y/N shook her head. “Can't say why. Just be there.”

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“Mmm... I wonder what it will be?” Wanda leaned in to face each other and kissed her. “But I'm all in.”

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ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤSATURDAY ㅤ

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Taking a deep breath, Wanda looked at herself once more in front of the mirror. Her loose hair now looked brown, she thought that after all it would be good to make a change in her life. Starting with her hair color.

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“Do you like it?” Natasha asked as she finished arranging her hair, completely loose and two lovely classic braids joining behind her.

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“I love it.” Wanda smiled, feeling radiant. Her green eyes shone with a unique illusion this time. There wasn’t an ounce of sadness in them. She got up and looked at herself, and felt something she hadn't felt in a long time. In love, waiting to see his girl on a date.

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“I feel so good.” Wanda saw herself in the mirror, she was wearing a simple but pretty dress and quite soft makeup. “Do I look good?”

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Natasha took a moment to look at her and tried not to say anything, she couldn't expose everything she knew. “You look beautiful. Really gorgeous.”

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“It's just a date, I shouldn't feel so tense.” The Sokovian bit her lower lip trying to hide that smile, applying some perfume.

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“It's normal, it's the love of your life.”

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"She is." Wanda looked at her watch and sighed with great relief. “Okay, I'm on time.”

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She was ready to go, the excitement in those green eyes was evident.

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“Okay, let's go.” Natasha took her car keys out of her purse, making keys jingle. “I'll take you where you need to go.”

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“I don't want you to be late for what you had to do today with Jules. I can go alone, I just have to look up the address and I'll be there soon... or I can call a cab.”

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“Oh, don’t worry. I have time.” Natasha smiled without giving up. “Come on, let’s keep talking about this on the road. I know you're anxious and want to talk.”

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“So… How do you feel?”

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Her best friend's question brought Y/N out of her deepest thoughts. Yelena was next to her trying to help to adjust her blazer. The trio were in that room in the cabin that Y/N rented a week ago.

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“Excited but... a bit tense.” Y/N tried to fix her hair and see herself once more, going over everything she wanted to say and make no mistake. “A bit... Jeez. I’m scared as fuck.”

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“She doesn't know yet? Wow, I thought Wanda would notice.”

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“Of course not, this is a date... but not just any date.” Y/N turned around to help get  some water, feeling her throat dry.

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“I told Natasha not to say anything to her.” Jules said as she arranged some daisies in cute bouquets, Wanda's favorite flowers.

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“And my sister listened to you?” Yelena raised an eyebrow. “Ha. That's new. She would have taken my head off.”

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“Ha. You’re so funny.” Jules narrowed her eyes. It was something normal between them since Jules and Natasha  started dating. Although Yelena and her seemed to get along like cat and dog, they also become very close friends.

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“Just kidding. I'm glad you're banging my sister, she’s in a good mood lately.”

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“Oh my god!”  Jules growled.

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"Yelena!" Y/N closed her quickly, shaking her head. “This is my moment, don't bring those images to my mind. Ugh!”

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“Not so ‘ugh’. Why the ‘ugh’? We’re two sexy women in love.” Jules raised an eyebrow but then decided to continue with what she was doing, carrying some flowers out of that room but not before saying: “You know what? I'm going to take this because you guys are making me nervous.”

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“Are you the nervous one? I'm about to die here.” Y/N joked.

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“She's soooo baby, I can't joke with her. I like her, she’s such a good sister-in-law.” Yelena shook her head at the door and then turned to see Y/N. “Everything be okay, teddybear.”

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Y/N just smiled and reached over to hug her. Yelena, her best friend. The one who had been with her for so many years, Yelena was with her in her craziest moments, in her saddest moments and now in her happiest moments.

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“I love you, Yelena.” Y/N whispered, tightening that hug. The five years without Wanda were horrible, but the five years without Yelena were terrifying. And although that was what made her friendship with Natasha stronger, she never stopped missing the blonde one. “Thanks for being in my life.”

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“Thanks to you, teddybear. For letting me into your life and not kick me out of the room we shared.” Yelena confessed, closing her eyes and getting lost in that hug for a long time.

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Neither of them noticed that Kate Bishop come into the room, holding her camera until they heard the 'click'.

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“Oh, this is so cute. I hope you didn't mind that I took the pic. You can't do anything about it anyway.” Kate grinned, putting the camera back in her bag. “By the way, I came to tell you… Wanda is here.”

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“What?”

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“Now?!” Y/N's eyes widened.

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“What are you waiting for?! GO!” Yelena snapped her out of the shock and kicked her out of the room.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ It was now or never. Y/N took a deep breath and started walking, ready to face it.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ The green of the trees in that forest never ceased to amaze her. Wanda and Y/N spent some weekends in some cabins a while ago, yes, but she didn't understand why they were near the Catskills now.

The Sokovian looked around a bit confused, she thought they were going on a date.

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“This is the place? Are you sure?” Wanda finally said, she didn't want to break the moment but she didn't understand what was happening. “Did you bring me all the way to the Catskills to kill me or something?”

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“Of course not, you dummy.” Natasha laughed and shook her head without taking her eyes off the road. “Y/N told me where I should drop you off and that's what I'll do.”

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“Y/N told you to bring me here? Was everything planned?” Wanda asked surprised, her best friend hadn't told her anything about the plan and she pretended all day. “What do you know about all this?”

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“My mouth is closed.” Natasha drove for another two minutes and then . Around them there was only a road and a cabin in front. “This is as far as I get.”

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“What?”

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The banging on the window made Wanda turn quickly, now looking how Y/N smiled and waved. She looked so beautiful that Wanda didn't even have time to say anything else to Nat, she just got out of the car when Y/N opened the door for her.

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“You look amazing.” Wanda muttered dumbfoundedly, looking at the love of her life.

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“Thank you, you look as beautiful as always. I love the hair, wow.” Y/N smiled charmingly, giving her a small bouquet of flowers that she chose for her. But the most beautiful detail was that it had been one of every flower she gave Wanda  since the day they met. “This is for you.”

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“Oh, Y/N… this is so…” Wanda's heart was about to burst when she leaned down to kiss her girlfriend's lips. “Thank you, detka.”

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The brunette sighed deeply knowing what was coming so without further ado, she took out a black bandana from her jacket. “But that's not all... you need to take this.”

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Frowning, Wanda smiled somewhat amused. “I don't think it's for what I imagine.”

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“Mh, maybe later.”

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“Ugh, I still hear you!” Natasha yelled from the car.

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They both laughed; Y/N settled behind her so she could cover her eyes.

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“Is it really necessary, detka? What are you up to?”

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“It’s a surprise.”

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“What if I trip and hurt myself?” Wanda pouted.

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“I'll take you, you just trust me.” Y/N watched as Wanda wrinkled her nose. “Without this, there’s no surprise.”

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Knowing that she couldn't do anything about it, Wanda accepted to cover her eyes. She hoped it was all worth it, because her heart beat harder with each step, not knowing what would happen at the end of the road.

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They walked together for perhaps two minutes, Wanda's senses sharpened and allowed her to hear some birds  singing, and some murmurs she couldn't understand. The scent in the air seemed to be raspberry candles, her favorite ones which made her smile widely.

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Y/N led Wanda a few more feet until they stopped. Slowly and carefully, the brunette removed the blindfold so that she could finally look around her.

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A beautiful lakefront view and the trees behind them made  a beautiful landscape,  the sun hidding behind the mountains gave them a colorful sunset.

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The fresh breeze from the lake meant a new beginning. The place dimly lit by candles and warm lights.

But what surprised her the most was finding herself face to face with Y/N, who was watching her with incredible devotion.

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Around them were the people closest to her life. Those who really loved her were present.

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“What is this?” Wanda whispered astonished.

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“Well... I don't really know how to define it.” Y/N started looking around. “I think the best definition I can give you is a… this is a huge hug full of love.”

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“Detka?”  Wanda looked up, hoping it was what she thought.

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“I was thinking for a long time how to do it.” The brunette sighed deeply, taking Wanda’s hand. Hearts that intertwine, as their fingers once more. “When I was a kid I heard about this, many times. Not from my family because…it wasn't the best example, you know. Where my family comes from is…something special. It doesn't have just one meaning, I think it has many."

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Y/N bit her bottom lip nervously, how many times she memorized what to say? And now she felt like a dumb shy little girl in front of her first love.

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“So, first I want to ask you something.” Y/N cleared her throat. “Do you love me?”

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Wanda let out a little tearful giggle due to emotion. “Of course I love you, you dummy.”

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“You know that I love you with all my heart, and I know that you deserve all the best in this world.” Y/N sighed heavily and turned around, watching as Pietro walked towards them. He looked really handsome, in a gray suit and a white shirt. Those green eyes seemed to shine looking at the happiness on his sister's face. In his hands he held an orange ribbon.

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“Pietro? What is all this?”

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“You’ll see soon.” Pietro smiled.

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“This one, well… it's called handfasting. For those who don't know orange means kindness, encouragement, attraction. Umh, also means warmth, something that reminds me a lot of you…” Y/N said as Pietro tied the orange ribbon in their intertwined hands.

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“Which is something that will never be missing in your lives. This union between your hearts will always be always cheerful…” Pietro smiled looking into his sister's eyes. “I'm so proud of you, little sister.”

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Feeling the tears want to escape, Wanda just smiled at him. “Don't be fooled, I’m the oldest.”

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Giggling, Pietro finished tying the ribbon and walked away to make way for Kate, who was holding another ribbon in her hands but this time it was yellow.

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“Yellow means confidence, joy, harmony. What is necessary to maintain this beautiful relationship, all this time that we have been together, those things were never lacking.”   Y/N smiled at her best friend, nodding for her to continue now.

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“Which is something that will never be missing in your lives. This union between your hearts will always be always cheerful…” Pietro smiled looking into his sister's eyes. “I'm so proud of you, little sister.”

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Feeling the tears want to escape, Wanda just smiled at him. “Don't be fooled, I’m the oldest.”

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Giggling, Pietro finished tying the ribbon and walked away to make way for Kate, who was holding another ribbon in her hands but this time it was yellow.

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“Yellow is also a symbol of light, like the sun, so warm, you know?” Kate babble in that adorable way as she tied the ribbons; she was wearing a beautiful black suit that looked too good on her.  “Your love will always shine with a heavenly and unique light, like a… beacon of hope to those in sorrow.”

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Y/N  noticed how Wanda tried not to cry but every second it became more difficult. Kate couldn't help herself and hugged them quickly before walking away as Natasha approached. That dress made her look like a goddess, but not too much to overshadow the night.

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“Red, your color... Red means passion, strength, lust and… fertility?” Y/N giggled, as did those around them. “Something that we will never lack is passion and I think that since we have known each other that has never been lacking. So I don't think that's a problem for the rest of our lives.”

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“And what would we be without passion, right? ” Natasha raised an eyebrow and went over to tie that red ribbon. “Wanda… You've been my best friend for so long, I can't remember my life without you. When we were two girls at school, you were the first girl I'd ever met who came from another place. Like me.”

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Natasha sighed deeply to be able to say those words without getting all emotional. “And even though we've been through a lot together, this is the first time where I've really seen you happy. I see you safe, because I know that you have someone who will fight for you forever and who will never leave you alone. Besides, I'm going to break her face if she hurts you.”

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“Hey.” Y/N complained and everyone laughed. But Wanda couldn't take it anymore, tears began to fall.

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 “I love you, Wands. I love seeing you so happy.” Natasha smiled happily and hugged her for a moment before walking away, giving way to her girlfriend. Jules was wearing a gorgeous wine-colored suit.

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“Blue means fidelity, tranquility, patience, devotion, sincerity.” Y/N started again. Jules came closer showing that blue ribbon, intertwining it carefully. “Something that identifies us too much. The devotion I feel for you is something I have never felt, and will never feel again. The peace you give me, every day. The patience with which we decide to solve our daily stuff, trying to calm down and be patient.”

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“Devotion, love and peace is what I’ve seen in my friend since she saw you again.”  Jules sighed deeply, nervous but happy.  “Fidelity is something that I know will always be between you, not only as a couple but as partners, as friends. Because from the time I've known Y/N, I've never seen her so in love and whipped since she's with you. Thank you for that, thank you for giving her back that cute heart when you came back. Because you are her heart, and It wasn't easy for Y/N to be without you. I wish you to be strong, because your love will never break. That you may be at peace and believe in each other. My wish today is you both may be steadfast and your union unbroken.”

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Y/N and Wanda nodded. The dark haired woman couldn't help but shed a small tear when listening to her friend.

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“Thank you, Jules.” Wanda whispered, sniffing trying to calm herself  but her crying came back as soon the twins approached them. They both wore two adorable suits, although Billy was more elegant and Tommy was wilder.

Definitely Pietro and Monica helped.

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“Purple means healing, health, strength, power, piety, sentimentality.” Y/N winked at the twins who were tying the ribbon between their hands.

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“Hi, mom.” They both greeted at the same time. “You look beautiful.”

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“Hi, babies.” Wanda sobbed. “You look so elegant. I feel so lucky to be your mom.”

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“You look amazing.” Billy smiled widely. “We really like to see you happy and we know that Y/N makes you feel that way. She loves us, takes care of us and makes us laugh. We also love her very much.”

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“We love you too, mom.”  Tommy nodded. “We will always support you and wish you to be happy. Also, Y/N is the coolestl! Always agree to play video games with us! And when we feel sick, she takes care of us. Telling us stories before we sleep, and makes us feel better.”

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They laughed and watched as the kids walked together and settled next to Pietro and Monica, now the one who cried was the brunette.

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“Okay, it's hard not to cry like a baby right now.” Y/N giggled and wiped away a tear. “Green means fertility, again. What the hell did they have with all the colors meaning fertility?”

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With a green ribbon in her hands, Monica came to them with a kind smile as always.

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“Also means charity and generosity, that you may share of yourselves freely. Green is symbolic of new beginnings, that your union may be nourishing and healing, and your happiness abundant. Green will always be the color of hope.”

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The one who came to them now was Yelena, who seemed somewhat nervous but undoubtedly very sure of what she would say. She was wearing a black dress to match her beloved Kate Bishop.

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“Hello, Wanda Maximoff. Y/N Y/L/N.” The russian blonde said with that thick accent, looking for the best way to express her feelings. Something in which she always been a bit clumsy.

Yelena cleared her throat.

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“The black one means strength, empowerment, wisdom, vision, success. That your union may flow and fill you to your depths.”  Yelena took the black ribbonand tied it carefully. “I have known you both for a long time. Wanda, you’re like a sister to me, you’ve always been by my side and Natasha's all our lives.”

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She swallowed and tried to keep from tearing up. Especially when Wanda and Y/N kept crying very moved.

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“I've seen your best and worst times…even the worst changing diapers for those little brats over there.” Yelena teased making them laugh. “And I've met Y/N in college, when we were two crazy people who could barely make it to class, filled with so much coffee. But I … I remember Y/N always had two things on her mind: to be a good doctor and help people... and someone to share madness and love with.”

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The blonde smirked slightly. “I’m so happy to be here… see you fulfill your dream. I love you both. So, please Wanda, say yes, I don't want to kick your as again.”

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Yelena walked away and this time Darcy approached, one of Wanda's close friends and partner. A gorgeous, impulsive but very smart woman.

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“Well, the truth is that I don't really like being the center of attention but… Y/N insisted a lot.” She rolled her eyes clearly teasing.

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Wanda gave a tearful giggle.

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“The pink ribbon means unity, honor, truth, romance, happiness.”  The blue-eyed girl took the pink ribbon and entwined it in the girls' hands, making a pretty bow. “I have always seen you that way, completely united by such a sincere and beautiful love. Which I must admit gives me a nice healthy envy.” She laughed. “Like pink blossoms, means soothing and healing hearts. Symbolic of love, this love may be filled with eternal love. The truth is that I never believed in love, much less for myself, but you both… you showed me that it can beautiful and true. I've been watching you both for the last year, and the love you two have is real.”

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She smiled at them once more before three very handsome men came to them. They each wore a different suit, but they definitely had a unique style.

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“Hello, ladies. You look wonderful… I'm glad to be with you today.”  With a charming smile, Sam approached with a white ribbon. “White, is  symbolic of clean beginnings. A new one between you both,  you have overcome great obstacles and we should all learn from it. Also means purity, concentration, meditation, peace. May your love be filled with peace and reconciliation.”

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Bucky moved forward so he could tie the silver colored ribbon, his eyes showed so many emotions but as always, he tried to hide them with a smile for his friends.

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“After five years of being by your side, Y/N, I know that you have waited for this woman every day and knowing that she will be with you the rest of your days makes me feel so happy for you, my friend. Wanda, I know you're going to love her with all your heart because I can see it in your eyes. You complement each other, I’m glad to have witnessed your union one more time.” Bucky tied that ribbon carefully. “The silver means treasure, values, creativity, inspiration. Silver, means wisdom, this love may be filled with wise choices. May your love weather every storm in this life.”

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Bucky moved away from them not without giving both a short hug. Steve nodded, being the last one as he approached with a ribbon as golden as his hair.

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“And finally, the last but not the least…” Steve grinned and hugged them both before continuing.  “The Golden one means energy, wealth, intelligence, longevity. Also means wisdom, that as you grow in age you may grow in insight. I wish, with all my heart, this love be a treasure of happiness and a joy to you… Always and forever.”

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When Steve finished and walked away, Wanda was unable to speak. She turned to see Y/N who was watching her with unique love and devotion, although Y/N also tried to remain calm and not burst into tears.

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“Wanda Maximoff…” Y/N began, caressing her hand. Now they were tied together by many ribbons of different colors. “Since I met you my life changed completely. I was… completely fascinated with the woman you are, gawking.”

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Wanda was lost in her eyes, so in love. A look full of emotion, curiosity and a lot of sincere love.

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“I felt for a long time that I was never going to be enough for you because, look at you, you are incredible.” Y/N sighed deeply, trying not to let her voice tremble when she saw those big green eyes and not succumb to them.

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“But then I spent five years without you, five years where I grew up to see a world without you. Many here have lived it, a world much grayer, darker and sadder.”

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Wanda didn't say anything, just tried to listen to Y/N, fighting against the urge to go and kiss her a lot.

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“You’re my whole world, you’re my life and you’re my love. I am completely proud of the person you are, how kind you are when you talk to anyone, even if you don't even know them. You always treat everyone with respect and equally.”

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Y/N smiled widely. She didn't need to remember a big ass speech, just say what was on her heart. What she thought every day when she woke up next to Wanda or watched her make breakfast.

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“I love your accent, that Sokovian accent that sometimes fades into an American one,  but always comes back. Oh, how much I love when you call me detka.” Y/N  smiled seeing Wanda Maximoff’s happy smile in front of her. She was about to take her breath away once more.

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“That is why, after all this, I want to ask you if you want to strengthen this love. I know you've been married before, old-fashioned white dress, church and all… And I know you have a past, and I don't mean to take that away from you. What I want is to take your hand and give us an opportunity to show you all my love. It doesn't have to be soon, it can be in months, in a year, or ten. I just want to ask…” Y/N took a deep breath and smiled:  “Wanda Maximoff, do you want to be my forever? Will you marry me?”

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Y/N waited almost a second until Wanda just said:

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“YES.” Wanda screamed excited.  “Yes, yes, I want to marry you. Today, tomorrow, thousands of times if necessary.”

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“Oh, thank all the gods.”

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“We’re getting married!” Wanda exclaimed excitedly once they pulled away from the kiss.

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“Yes, we are!” Y/N said in the same way, laughing loudly. Everyone was clapping happily and cheering for the engagement of those two, two souls that met again, always fighting against whatever was put in front of them.

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Wanda finally allowed herself to cry with joy. “Oh my God! I don't know how we'll top this! This is so amazing... I love you so much, Y/N. So much.”

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“I love you, Wands.” Y/N tucked a brown lock behind her love's ear and gazed at her lovingly. “We will find out together. Like everything… always together.”

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Joel Miller x F!Reader | 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 | 🌿

Chapter 1 : The Present | Chapter 2 | Summary

Series Summary : Joel Miller is no longer the same man after losing his entire family, except his little brother. A few months later, after saving Ellie from the Fireflies. He now lives in a community of survivors with Ellie and her younger brother, Tommy.

He has only one goal, to ensure his own survival and that of those he loves. Until the day he crossed paths with a young woman and her son in the community. The young woman’s face was particularly familiar.

Are you and Joel strangers or are you a lot more than that ?

Warnings : Mature content angst, smut, romance, blood, violence...

Do not : Claim, Repost, Copy, or Translate my stories anywhere else.

Notes : This is the first chapter. I apologize in advance if my writing is not perfect, but I will do everything in the future to make you cling to their story. We all deserve a chance, don’t we ?

PS: Sorry if I couldn’t tag everyone but I didn’t expect so many likes on my post, thanks again you’re all adorable!

Good reading anyway! 😊

I apologize in advance but English is not my mother tongue. 💙

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Joel and Ellie have been in a big community for a few months now. Since the end of the trip, the relationship between them has deteriorated slightly. What happened to make these two sometimes bother to talk or even smile? Joel lied to Ellie, the young teenager said that Joel’s words didn’t seem very clear, not even sincere. Because of her choice, Ellie who wanted to be the vaccine for all mankind could not be. Joel sees Ellie as his own daughter, he couldn’t help but put his fears first. The fear of losing someone again, for him that would not have been possible, not now, ever again.

Now let's talk, how is it in the community ?

Although Ellie sometimes dodges Joel, the young teenager continues to do her best to help people in the community. She also joined the patrol team responsible for protecting this unique place. Every day, every morning or every evening, Ellie and the other young people of the community go out in groups to fend off the infected they encounter on the way or those who try to approach Jackson.

Joel does pretty much the same thing to her as Ellie, he helps others improve and keep this place safe. He always watches Ellie when she goes on patrol, even if it turns out that she avoids him, Joel does not let go. He does everything not to break this special bond. It is perfectly clear that being forgiven in her eyes will be very long, if not impossible when she faces the truth. But he would rather have hope than have nothing to cling to.

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As soon as the sun rose, Joel and Tommy went on patrol. Apparently, a group of infected has settled in an old abandoned town not far from Jackson. The two brothers have the responsibility to take care of it. It has been several weeks that the infected seem to be more and more numerous. After a few kilometers through the great forests of the region, Joel and Tommy are finally at their destination.

- « Damn, they seem a little more than the number we were given before we left. » Joel leaves his horse first, he crouches down and hides behind a concrete wall. He doesn't take his eyes off the infected group and at the same time he makes a plan.

- Tommy joins his brother near the concrete wall, he equips himself with his rifle and watches his brother come back to him. He crouched down and whispered so as not to draw attention to them. « We should try to take them out one by one. Going for it won't work this time. »

- « Sometimes you shouldn't be afraid to face fear. But today I choose to pass my turn. » Joel lets show a slight smile and comes in turn to equip his shotgun.

- « Well, here's what we'll do. I'll take the infected on my right, you take care of those on your left. » After he finishes explaining his plan, Tommy gets up and looks over the concrete wall so he can observe the infected.

- « OK, I'm walking for your plan. » With a quick movement, he straightens up and comes to the left of the concrete wall. The infected do not seem to have noticed their presence, for the moment in any case.

- « I go first. Go a few seconds after me. » Tommy met son rifleon his back and then comes to equip himself with his hunting knife. It moves slowly and stalks an infected who seems quite agitated but far from others.

- « Okay, let's go. » Joel in turn leaves the concrete wall, he keeps his shotgun in hand in case of emergency because the situation could turn around at any time. He equips his other hand with his knife, with a light step he advances towards an infected person who has moved away from the group, he seems motionless. The infected that Joel hunts is called a Clicker, he's not the worst infected but if Joel makes the slightest noise the Clicker won't hesitate for a single second to jump on him and kill him.

- Tommy comes to attack the first infected he's been tracking for a while. With a quick gesture, he comes and puts a knife in her head. The infect's body falls to the ground, near Tommy's feet. « And one. » He glances quickly at his brother's direction, because now everything seems normal. He retraces his steps and takes back another infected by killing him too.

Joel comes to put his shotgun on the ground, clenching his fist and still keeping the hunting knife in hand, he slowly approaches the Clicker. This one is back to Joel. The more he advances, the more the pressure builds in him. It may have been 24 years that he fights against his horrible things, Joel is still afraid of ending up like them one day or another. He gets up slowly so as not to make a noise and moves forward a little. When he put his foot in front of him, the silence broke. A small branch is under his shoe sole. The noise resounds with the hearing of the Clicker, this one turns quickly and comes to turn his head from right to left. Joel doesn't move anymore, he gently points his hand towards his pistol. The Clicker screams and quickly lunges at Joel. "Shit !"He quickly aims his weapon at the Clicker's face and fires.

- Tommy finishes eliminating his fifth infected and comes to wipe his knife against the fabric of his pants to remove the blood there. That's when he hears a shot coming from the side where Joel is. Tommy doesn't waste a second and runs to join his brother. « Because of this shot, the other infected will move towards us. I have to join him quickly. » Tommy arrives on the scene, aims his gun at the head of an infect who comes up behind Joel and fires. The infect's body falls behind Joel.

- « Thank you, little brother. »

- « You're welcome. Next time, try to be quieter. »

- « We're going to have visitors in not very long. »

- « I think so, thanks to you. » Tommy hears not far from them screams of infected which seem to come in their direction.

- « Now is not the time, little brother. » Joel also hears the screams coming from the town. So Joel equips himself with his rifle again and puts his hunting knife away.

The infected people leave the city one after another. Fortunately for the two brothers, there do not seem to be very many of them. But that should in no way let their guard down. Joel and Tommy stay away and each uses their shotguns to end the infected. After firing a few rounds, Joel grabs his rifle from his back and takes his pistol to his hand. As for Tommy, he also puts his rifle on his back and comes to take his bow. The two brothers have stayed far away and face the group to infect. After a long fight, the two brothers decide to land in one of the houses in town.

- « This one seems safe, stay on your guard anyway. » Joel advances slightly crouched and his weapon ready to fire. He enters the first room that comes to him.

- Tommy walks around the house. To be sure that no surprises await them, whether outside or inside. « I think I've done the rounds of this house correctly. » After observing the perimeter, Tommy returns to the horses. He takes the reins in each of his hands and leads them to the house where Joel is.

- « I think we can install them inside the garage, what do you think ? » Joel demands.

- « Yes, they will be safer inside than outside of this city. » Tommy comes to give Joel the reins of the horse, then he takes care of his own in the garage of the house. « Stay here, big boy, I won't be long. » He stows his gun and his bow in the saddle of his horse. Taking to finish his bag with him and returns after his brother.

- « You need a cleaning plan. » He keeps it in his hands and then goes to the garage door which leads inside the house.

- « Let's go to the living room. I have something important to tell you, Joel. » Tommy walks up behind Joel into the living room, sees a small table, and decides to sit there. He puts his bag near him, at his feet.

- « What do you want to talk about ? » Joel takes his turn, a couch facing his brother. He puts his guitar right in front of him so he can clean it properly. Then taking an old rag out of its bag and begins the dusting. His attention was entirely dedicated to Tommy.

- Tommy moves his fingers in all directions. He tries to relax a bit and throws himself. « A week ago a group of survivors surfaced in Jackson. Some people suffered only minor injuries, but no bites. With the exception of one young woman, she suffered a fairly serious leg injury. »

- « And so, who is so important in what you are telling me ? » Joel continues to clean parts of his guitar using his rag.

- « The young woman's name is Y/N, she also has a son, James. She has a lot of physical resemblance to your wife, Joel. » Of course, he insists on the pronunciation of first names and ends his sentence in a dry tone.

- Joel suddenly stops what he was doing. His eyes don't leave his guitar and the rag. « What are you trying to tell me, Tommy ? That my wife and son might still be alive ? »

- « Maybe it's just a coincidence. But my intuition tells me that they are not just anyone. » Tommy had his eyes straight on Joel, he wanted to make him listen to reason. Even if it wasn't his family, he still had to try and make sure.

- « You know as well as I do that they are unlikely to be alive. Y/N took James to the hospital and I never saw them again. » After getting a big inspiration, Joel resumes cleaning his guitar.

- « Joel, you have no proof that they are dead, nothing. » Tommy doesn't look away from his brother. Like Ellie, he knows he has suffered a lot, losing loved ones. Seeing this opportunity for his brother, Tommy can't help but be happy if it's ever true.

- « I don't need proof to prove that this world is violent and harsh at the same time. People like me don't have the right to that kind of luck. » He shakes the cloth faster and lowers the guitar to continue cleaning.

- « I have something for you. When we come back to Jackson, if they're there, you'll see for yourself. Y/N stayed in the infirmary all week because of her leg injury. She should normally be outside today. »

- « If I accept what you tell me, will you drop the case ? »

- « I'm not doing this to annoy you, Joel. I'm doing this to help you. »

- « I know this very well, little brother, but understand me, believing in this kind of hope in this world leads to nothing but false hopes. » He lifts his guitar and gets up from the sofa where he was sitting.”Well, it's getting late, we should get out of town." He tucks his rag into the back of his jeans pocket.

- « Yes you are right. Let's not hang around. »

The two brothers leave the living room of the house and go to join their horses. Both gallop through the town, it seems very calm now. Calm, Joel is only asking for this at the moment because the patrols are sometimes over several days, which gives him little time to rest and take time for himself. On the way back, the two brothers did not speak to each other. Tommy there well seen and understood, Joel is a little disturbed because he has just learned.

- Joel pulls away from Tommy slightly and mutters to himself. « It is impossible, impossible that they are still alive. After all this time, how ? Why now ? »

- Tommy trots forward, turning to look behind him. He notices that Joel has stepped aside. He pulls on the reins of his horse and waits for Joel to come back to him. « And ! Joel ! Jackson is over there ! » Tommy tries to get his brother's attention.

- Joel hears Tommy's words and comes to after getting lost in thought. « Yes I'm coming. » Giving a stirrup, Joel's horse accelerates and manages to join Tommy again.

- « Everything's good ? » Tommy asked with a slightly worried look.

- « Yeah, don't worry about me. Let's keep going, Jackson's not far away. » Joel walks past Tommy and lets a slightly lost look appear on his face.

22 years without news, and overnight he learns that perhaps the rest of his family is alive. Even if it's Joel, this kind of news can change any man.They finally arrive in Jackson after a few round trips through the local forests. Joel sometimes likes to stop and just observe the landscape around him, it reminds him of the good old days.

They each imprint the big door to be able to return to Jackson. Tommy descends first, Joel does the same and dismounts. Tommy takes the two horses to put them in their cabin. Joel still keeps his guitar on his back, he comes to get his bag that he had hung on the saddle of his horse.

- « Are you going to take a trip to the infirmary ? »

- « You really aren't giving up. Yeah, I'll take a look. »

- « Well, I won't bother you anymore then. If you ever look for me I'll be at the stables. »

- « Okay, that's noted, see you later. » He leaves the entrance to the city to go to the infirmary. Once there, Joel's gaze focuses directly on the entrance to the place. A mother with her son comes out of the building, it must be them.

- « You should watch your leg, mom. »

- « Don't worry about me, James. Your health is also important, this is the week when you have eaten almost nothing and have not even had time to rest. »

- After hearing the conversation, Joel's eyes can't help but touch the little family. He slows down so as not to lose sight of them and get noticed. « I have to stay away. » Muttered Joel under his breath.

- The young woman puts her arm on her son's shoulder and sticks to it so as not to fall. « If you don't mind, I'll use your shoulder so I don't strain my leg. »

- The teenager smiles at his mother and shakes her hand to help her stand. « Home isn't very far anyway. We'll take care of the boxes later, right ? » He asked his mother.

- « Yes, the cards can wait. I have an idea, to kill time. You just have to play me the song on the guitar that I taught you last time."

Joel remains quiet and aloof so as not to arouse suspicion. His hearing tried as best he could to understand some words, but nothing, it was too far.

- « Mom, you know I still have trouble playing. »

- « Yes, that's why I'll be here to help you. »

- « All in all, I prefer to put myself in the storage of boxes.» The teenager laughs lightly after finishing his sentence.

- His mother comes to join him and also lets out a laugh after what he has just said. « It's up to you, the boxes or the song. »

- The little family finally arrives home. James pushes the door open and lets his mother go first. Then he comes back and closes behind him. Jacques felt a strange sensation, like a gaze directed towards him. The cool wind is blowing, he looks up and sees a man a little further away. « Mom, that guy over there, do you know him ? »

- The young woman turns around with difficulty but succeeds. She looks at the motionless man who is not far from them. « No, he is not a member of our group. »

- Joel backs up and retraces his steps after being noticed. « Damn, I'll have to try another approach. » He leaves the area with a normal attitude, even after the scene that had just occurred.

- « Maybe he had to look for something or someone. » The young teenager does not dwell on the presence of this man. He walks to the front door and takes the house keys. He inserts them and opens them. « Do you want help climbing the stairs, Mom ? » He asked.

- The young woman advances with difficulty but manages to join her son at the entrance despite his leg injury. « As you can see, I did it alone. » She smiles at her son and enters.

On Joel's side...

- Joel walks on the way back to his house. He's got his mind busy since he saw that woman and her son « I have to find a way to get closer to them. » He mutters and finally goes home. Passing in the back, Joel sits on a plastic chair and equips himself with his guitar. His fingers caress the strings of it, a sweet tune comes out.

If I ever were to lose you

I'd surely lose myself

Everything I have found dear

I'm not found by myself

Try and sometimes you'll succeed

To make this man of me

All my stolen missing parts

I've no need for anymore

I believe

And I believe 'cause I can see

Our future days, days of you and me

- Joel finishes his song, keeping his guitar against him he comes to caress the wood, a sigh escapes his lips. « It was the song of our little family, Y/N. »

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How about 🍨 and 🌺 for Narancia, Bruno, and Abbacchio, please?

Yes! More requests with them! 😊 You don't know how happy I am that you asked for these :)

🍨 Are they more chill about their relationship or a bit more possessive towards their S/O?

Uhm...Abbacchio is rather...Contradictory when it comes to this, to be honest.

This is because, like I mentioned before, he has an hard time fully accepting that he's fallen for someone, even after confessing to you for a bit, and he categorically refuses to come off as clingy or obsessive.

On the other hand...This man is deeply afraid of losing you. He's already lost someone who was dead to him, and he would never forgive himself if the same thing were to happen to you.

So, at the end of the day, he WILL be a bit possessive, but never in an explicit way. So, you may either not notice, or if you do, he'll be able to deny everything.

~~~~~~~

Something Bruno truly values in a relationship is reciprocated trust and respect. He feels safe in being your partner, as he deeply believes you'd never leave him, and he'd never leave you, so he doesn't feel the need to be obsessive over you.

Besides, he cares about group harmony, tries his best to act as a mediator and make everyone get along. He wants you to care about the ones around you too and doesn't wish to only keep you to himself, despite how tempting it may seem sometimes.

Although Bucciarati does check on you quite often, whether it's through messages or phone calls, if he gets even a minute of break from an important...Ahem, business trip. He has your safety at heart and worries about you a lot when he's far away.

He's watching over you even from a distance, and rest assured that he'll fill you with attention any time he can actually be close to you.

~~~~~~

Listen, I'm not going to deny it: Narancia is the sweetest, cutest, most affectionate boyfriend you'll ever find, but he will be very clingy and rather possessive too from time to time. He's this way without even realizing it, he just cares about you more than anything else.

Once you become part of his life, he can hardly even imagine a world that you're not in. He'll go in full ass denial if you were to brought up even the remote possibility of the two of you not being together forever.

Needless to say, it obviously comes from his trauma. This boy will do anything to see you smile, to always make sure that you're cared for and that you have some company when you're feeling down...Or you know, just in general. He just...Wants to be with you, he's being left behind and abandoned by too many people, his mind just can't stand the thought of losing you too.

If he does get a bit overbearing...Try to talk things out. Narancia will always be willing to listen, even if it may hurt at first. But at last, he'll realize that if he really wants you to be happy, you're going to need some space too.

🌺 Do they believe they deserve their S/O or sometimes feel like the latter is too good for them?

Do you really think Abbacchio thinks he deserves anything or anyone that brings him joy?

No, absolutely not.

This man genuinely does not understand why you'd ever choose to be with him. I'll tell you more, he wouldn't get why you would even just talk to him, when he specifically acts to keep everyone away and not let anyone get close.

Why do you insist in being with him so bad, no matter how much he had tried to push away, and even knowing about his self destructive habits? He thinks you deserve someone more...Functional than him, you could say.

What amazes him the most, is how you still remained by his side after eventually finding out about his past. He thought that telling you this, you would have inevitably started to see him as a horrible person...Yet you didn't.

And while he may be taken aback by this decision...Deep down, he couldn't be happier you took it.

~~~~~

I think that with Bruno such problems would hardly ever emerge. He does his hardest to be a good partner to you despite his job and considers you his equal, he thinks you're both deserving of love.

Don't take this the wrong way though, it's not that he doesn't think you're special, he really does. He just feels a very deep respect for you and is faithful you feel the same way. He's truly glad to have you by his side, but he also sees that you seem rather happy with him, so he doesn't think he needs to worry about him being "undeserving" of your love...

...Most of the time. This is because Bucciarati's heart can't help but ache every time he tells you he won't come back that night, or that he doesn't know when he'll he able to leave his office. He knows it pains you too, and this is the only time he wishes he was someone...A bit different, someone who could give you all the affection you could ever wish for.

Please, show him your patient side and that you're not mad at him, when he comes back. It'll be more enough to soothe his worries away.

~~~~~

Narancia abandonment and self-esteem issues Ghirga? Ohh boy you're in for a ride-

This boy doesn't really...Feel very deserving of love in general. He's deeply scared and scarred by negative experiences. Despite how much he doesn't want to think about it, he does live in fear of you growing tired of his presence, leaving to find someone better.

And to be honest...He wouldn't even blame you. He knows he's not as charming as Bruno, as flirty as Mista, as bright as Fugo or as tough as Abbacchio. Why would you...Why would you ever choose him? He doesn't think he has anything to offer you that you wouldn't be able to find somewhere else. He's aware that he can be childish and annoying, even if he doesn't mean to be.

Some cuddles and comfort words will be more than enough to distract him from these thought though. When you're there, he just knows that everything is okay.

[marshmallowprotection]

You know Kait, I sometimes think about how the words "I love you." Must be hard for SE Saeran.. It aches in my heart every time.

If Saeyoung would say it, I think Saeran wouldn't be able to part quickly from the past and getting remembered how it felt back then getting left behind.

And for a MC that tells him the words, I can't help thinking he'd deal with the doubt of them saying it in order to get or gain something from him... Although he knows, it's just because everyone who told him they love him either exploited or hurt him. So I could never ever blame him for the worries that come with that. If he even believes it in the first place...

Imagine someone tells you they love you from the heart and your first reaction would either be pain or doubt. I suppose that's one of the biggest reasons why I probably would never tell him about anything regarding romantic love either, considering he's having enough to feel and deal with already T_T

It's not easy for him. He has a hard time being vulnerable. If you put yourself in his shoes now, you can understand why that is tough to do. Everything was weaponized against him from the start. He was never allowed to show weakness in any capacity. He wasn't allowed to be a person. He was a tool.

If he so much as made a cry in the wrong way, his mother would beat him excessively, abandon him in the corner, and tie him up until she remembered to take it off. She needed him to get money from their father, and only using Saeyoung to get her things from the store as needed meant that she always had one twin to use if the other was killed. Saeran and Saeyoung understood on some level that she did that. Saeyoung more than Saeran for a while, though.

His fear of being himself only continued from that point when he was pulled into Mint Eye. That place beat every ounce of weakness out of him. Emotions came to be known as a weakness and showing any of them at any time meant that he was likely to be destroyed. Can you imagine that? If you showed anything that wasn't total obedience in the way that Rika wanted, you were screwed. He stopped showing all emotions except for rage and disdain for a long time.

Even as he's forced out of Mint Eye and into the bunker to come to terms with everything, he's tired... he's weary. He's worn out and he can't deal with emotions anymore. He suppressed them for so long that he isn't sure how to feel them and he's afraid to start. That's just a mess that he wants no part of. He hardly wants to exist as it is, why would he even think of showing emotions? What's the point?

He doesn't plan on doing very much.

He's not going to get rid of himself but he's not going to go out of his way to experience things. He has a limited amount of things that he can do due to circumstances and he makes the best of them.

He gets to have ice cream whenever he wants and can go outside every now and again. As long as he has those two things, he's dealing with his existence. It's different when he has MC in his life. It depends on who you are and what kind of dynamic you have with him…

Are you an assistant? Are you a former believer? Are you the MC in the apartment? Are you someone new he meets by chance? That's going to largely change the dynamic so it's hard to narrow down one specific thing if we don't know which one we're talking about. So, I'll just try to go for vague in terms of this specific thought.

So, say that you realize you like him after you spend so much time with him. What are you going to do about it? Are you going to tell him because you want to be able to spend time with him? Are you going to tell him because you want to be with him? What is your intention with this?

Have you considered that there's a possibility that he may not want to hear those words because he already knows what you feel?

When he's in a relationship, it's very much about touch and nonverbal communication. He manages to convey what he's feeling through the way he looks at you or the way that his hand brushes against yours.

If you are with him, you understand that so much of his emotion and desire are based around a very simple fact. He doesn't like to say certain things and he doesn't like labels. He doesn't want to be trapped in a box and he doesn't like the thought of anybody being forced to be with him and that way. Even if you like him and he knows that you do, there's always this sense of fear burning inside of his chest that says if he puts down a label, he might be… trapping you.

He doesn't want to do that to you.

You have better options. 

It's obvious that he's afraid of putting a label on things. He's afraid of saying the words out loud because every time he felt something in the past, it was used against him or ripped away. Do you know how much he's afraid of the possibility that somebody from his past could come to hurt you because you're close to him? How afraid he is of messing up one day and hurting you? There's so much that he's afraid of that he cannot verbalize. He doesn't have the strength or the capacity to verbalize those things because the trauma runs that deep. 

Here's the thing with him, he can know what you feel but it might be safer to not say it. The thing is that he knows how you feel. He can see it in your eyes. He knows what's going on with you because you're not the person who would lie to him time and time again. You're somebody that he trusts and you have gained that trust. He doesn't doubt you, per se. It's more so that he's afraid of the things that come with that truth. You might need to find a safer way of saying it, that is to say, showing it through your actions at first until he's okay with it.

Squeeze his hand, kiss his cheek, and do something subtle but sweet for the time being until he's ready.

You might not be able to call him your boyfriend for a long time or even say that you love him, but that doesn't take away from the relationship. He knows that you do and he hopes that he can show you that he feels the same way through his own means. He's just afraid of the big words and he'll learn how to be okay with them in due time. You just need to be patient with him. You just need to wait until he can say it first. Having a relationship with him is a matter of patience and understanding. It's not that you can't say anything, it's just that you need to find a way that works. 

[extasiswings]

"Tell Me" for Buddie? Doesn't have to be a love confession, whatever strikes your inspiration!

So, this is a follow-up to this fill for @from-nova because I promised I would fix it! See, just trust me. 

Buck might be a bit of a masochist. That seems like the only explanation for how he gets himself into these situations—the entirely avoidable and predictable ones that are virtually guaranteed to end in tears.

The thing is...Buck’s pretty sure he should have figured out that he’s in love with Eddie a long time ago. Because when he looks back, there’s been something from the beginning. Only, at first he was still—desperately, pathetically—pretending that Abby was coming back, and then he found out that Eddie was married and promptly buried any non-platonic thoughts about his best friend so deep that he really did forget for awhile that they were there at all.

He should have started putting it together after the ladder truck, after the tsunami, after the lawsuit—there was a space that Shannon left behind and he slipped into it easily, without even thinking, just because he wanted it. He wanted to matter, wanted to be wanted, to be needed, to make himself useful, and he never deluded himself into thinking he could act like a parent to Christopher, but...he was family. Eddie was his best friend and Buck felt like he was part of their family, folded seamlessly into the unit. They wanted him, Eddie trusted him. He fit. So...he stayed. He stopped looking for anything else.  

He hadn’t needed anything else.

So...yeah. Maybe he should have gotten a clue a lot sooner. But instead, Eddie started dating Ana and Buck felt sick about it without knowing why. And then one day, Eddie told him he was going to bring Carla over to have dinner with Ana and Christopher and Buck—

It hit him like a brick.

He’s been working a lot on his abandonment issues in therapy. So it caught him by surprise a bit—the panic, the jealousy, the thread of possessiveness. At least, until he sat with his feelings and realized—

He wasn’t afraid of being replaced in Christopher’s life, or even of being replaced fully in the family unit the three of them have—he’s gotten to a place where he’s secure enough that he doesn’t think he would just be pushed out. But in Eddie’s life—

They’re best friends, sure, but they’re more than that. They’re partners.

And he realized in an instant that was what the jealousy was about. Being replaced in that role. The idea that someone else would be there for Eddie in the late nights and early mornings, that someone else would be the recipient of Eddie’s soft looks and hushed confessions and casual touches, that someone else would be in his home, in his bed—

You want him, his mind whispered. You love him. And everything he’d been forcing himself not to think about or feel for years made his heart race.

“Buck?”

An instant. To turn his whole world upside down. And Buck hadn’t been sure whether he was going to laugh or throw up when he opened his mouth to give Eddie a response, but blessedly it was neither.

“Great,” he forced out. “That’s great.”

Eddie and Ana broke up after that dinner. 

But Buck hasn’t been able to stop thinking about it. About being in love with his best friend and the fact that sooner or later Eddie will find someone who will stick and there’s nothing Buck can do about it.

Well. He could tell Eddie how he feels. But that’s—

Stuck, that’s what he is. Between a rock and a hard place.

Tell him, and risk losing everything, including his friendship. Or don’t tell him, and keep the friendship but lose the rest of him down the line.

What Buck needs is space. Away from Eddie, away from—not Christopher necessarily, but the collective that is the Diaz boys. Mental space at least. Emotional space, if not physical. Just enough to get his head on straight and figure out what the hell he’s doing.

Except...Eddie is suddenly everywhere. With his soft glances and touches that Buck wants to mean more than they do. Eddie’s there bringing Buck his favorite coffee for no apparent reason and trying to make him laugh and asking him to the beach and the zoo and the planetarium—

Buck feels slightly hysterical when he realizes it’s because Eddie is worried about him. And then abruptly horrified when Eddie asks if the reason Buck’s been off is because he did something wrong.

Fuck. He’s fucked everything up, hasn’t he?

So.

They go to the planetarium. And then they go back to Eddie’s house and have dinner and play board games and put Christopher to bed and Buck knows it’s too much, that he shouldn’t stay, shouldn’t fall back into the routine like nothing has changed, but—

But he’s a little bit of a masochist.

He’s debating whether to leave yet again when Eddie drops down next to him on the couch, pressing close against his side. It’s too much, too quickly—want flares in his blood and he can’t breathe, so he shifts a little to create some distance—

“See, it’s that,” Eddie says as he withdraws as well, brow furrowing. “You’ve been doing things like that for weeks—why don’t you want me to touch you?”

Buck freezes. Swallows hard. He opens his mouth, but nothing comes out.

He can’t come up with a believable lie.

He’s not sure he wants to tell one anyway.

The silence stretches between them.

“I know you said that whatever’s going on is something you need to figure out yourself, and I respect that,” Eddie says quietly. “But you also said it wasn’t about me. Only, I’m pretty damn sure it’s at least a little bit about me, so—”

He sighs and scrubs his hands over his face.

“Would you just talk to me?  Please, Buck. Whatever it is, you can tell me, I—”

“I love you.” Buck blames the fact that Eddie looks agonized at the idea that he’s hurt him in some way for the fact that it slips out.

Eddie goes very still, his eyes widening. The words hang in the air.

Panic threatens to overwhelm him, but Buck pushes himself up off the sofa and clears his throat.

“I love you,” he repeats, because, well, he can’t make it worse at this point. “And I didn’t know whether I should tell you because historically I don’t have the greatest track record with getting the things I want and I didn’t want to lose you, but—”

He blows out a breath. “I said you didn’t do anything wrong because you didn’t. Because this is all just me and my feelings and it’s not your fault that I’m—”

“Buck,” Eddie interrupts, and Buck stops.

“Sorry,” he replies. “I’ll go, I just—”

Eddie reaches out and gently wraps his fingers around Buck’s wrist.

“Would you sit back down and give me a minute?” He says. “Because it seems like you’re making an awful lot of assumptions and I would really like a minute to process here.”

Buck nearly chokes. “I—okay. Yeah, sure, I can...do that.”

He settles back down on the couch and Eddie stares down at the coffee table, although the look in his eyes is distant.

He doesn’t let go of Buck’s wrist.

After what seems like an eternity, Eddie looks up again.

“Right,” he says quietly, and Buck isn’t sure whether that’s to him or to himself. But Eddie’s gaze turns thoughtful and then he’s leaning in and—

Buck shivers when Eddie kisses him, Eddie’s free hand coming up to curve around the back of his neck. It’s gentle and soft and sweet and Buck’s pretty sure he makes a noise that is downright embarrassing when he twists his fingers into Eddie’s shirt and reciprocates.

“Okay,” Eddie breathes when he pulls back.  

“O—okay?” Buck asks.

Eddie smiles. “Yeah. Okay.”

And he kisses Buck again.

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Myth of the stars.

DARYL DIXON. ┃ THE WALKING DEAD.

❝ words: about 1.4k

❝ summary: Before an expedition, he needs a story to think about while he's gone.

❝ a / n: As always, feedback is appreciated!

Gif credits to the author.

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Your mind is blank. Your eyes are on a starry night over your head. It's been a while since you have stopped hearing the loud noise around you of different voices talking, laughing, singing (...), you weren't in the mood to join the farewell party before some of Alexandria's members leave the next morning for a new expedition. Watching Daryl go not knowing if he is going to come back, nor when he is going to do it, is by far the worst feeling you have had in a long, long time. You could accompany the squad, but who would take care of the children in case of an invasion?

You're so lost in your own thoughts that you don't notice the heavy paws over the ground straight to your position, till a wet nose touches your hand to call your attention. Dog is there, waving his tail happily as he breathes by his mouth, half tongue out. Tilting your head stopping your walk, you find Daryl coming closer too. No expression on his face. Some worry maybe.

“You okay, uh?”

“Yeah”. You try to erase that feeling from him by showing him a soft smirk curving your lips.

“Haven't seen you at the party”.

You could give him one hundred excuses, but you aren't a big fan of lies. You don't even know how to lie without being caught. Shrugging your shoulders, you continue with your walk when the man is at your side. You keep your hands inside the pockets of your jacket to warm them up and shelter them from the cold, looking at Daryl sideways before putting your eyes again over the dark sky full of stars.

“I just wanted to enjoy these views. I think… it's the only thing I like from this situation”. You whisper after a brief pause in silence. “Do you know the myth of Artemis and Asteria?”

“No”. The word escapes his rough lips in a soft murmur, turning at you for a second.

But you can feel his curiosity. Daryl loves to hear your stories, to hear your voice. It helps him to sleep some nights when you two share the same bed. He usually asks you about Greek, Norse, or Roman legends, since you used to read about them a lot when your life wasn't dependent on the virus. 

You can't help but bite a side of your bottom lip, licking it before starting to relate what you learned in your past days.

“In Athens, mortals never cared about the environment. The pollution was horrible, and they weren't used to turning off the lights when they weren't using them. So, Asteria —who was the goddess of star and constellation— was afraid of the stars falling apart. She was aware that, if mortals didn't start to worry about pollution, the stars would hit the Earth. She told the Greeks about it, but they didn't hear her”.

“And what happened?” As always, he sounds curious with his gaze on Dog carrying now a stick between his teeth.

“Artemis —the goddess of nature, animals, and the moon— tried to help her. They both went to talk again with the Greeks, but they were a very stubborn populace. Even if they asked to take care of the stars by taking care of the environment, the Greeks continued ignoring their advice”. 

You are really enjoying that moment with Daryl, one of the main things you miss the most when he's gone. Usually, he has to play the brave man, hiding his fears and his worries, but now he is just a man having a good time with life's little pleasures. Not caring about the walkers, nor the dead trying to haunt you continually.

“Artemis and Asteria got tired of trying to make them understand the risk, so they went to consult Zeus. He told them that he had a solution. A solution the Greeks wouldn't like, but there was nothing else to do. The god and goddesses waited till the next day when the cosmos started to fall apart creating a loud noise, terrorizing the populace”.

“They had been looking for it”. Daryl adds then, pointing at the porch of the house you are staying at to sit on the stairs.

“Yeah, they did”. You can't help but giggle, taking a seat close to him, but one step above. “Zeus, Artemis, and Asteria flew Pegasus to Earth. While Asteria gave another speech to the mortals, Zeus protected them from the stars falling down and crashing on the ground. Finally, the god and goddesses convinced them to make a change. And with this change, the stars stopped falling and Asteria, with Artemis help, placed the fallen stars back to the sky”.

By the gesture on his face, you know Daryl has enjoyed it as always. He has become an addict to your stories, your voice, and how easy you relate them. Resting your back against the white wooden railings, you direct your eyes to above your head.

“The moral of the story tells people to take care of the precious world we're living in and the good things it has, the good things it's surrounded by, even if right now isn't the most appropriate place to be in”.

“You're the best thing about this place”. 

Making eye contact, you can see in his orbs he wasn't expecting these words to escape from his thoughts, but he doesn't feel any shame either after saying them out loud. Daryl raises a hand to grab your wrist gently and get your hand out of the pocket. His long fingers getting laced to yours provokes you some soft shivers, briefly moving closer to you till his knees are touching yours.

You can't help but rest your forehead on his shoulder, closing your eyelids as your arms land around his neck. For a moment, you feel the imperious necessity of crying. Your lips start to tremble when Daryl embraces you tightly putting you down a step to hold you against his body. He's not a man of expressing his sentiments through words, but gestures. Since he met you a year ago, finding you trying to hide from a herd of walkers, he hasn't been capable of getting away from you. It isn't easier for Daryl either to abandon Alexandria for the first time leaving you there, not knowing when he will return. 

“We should… go inside”. You mumble although you don't want him to pull himself away from you —under any circumstances.

But people don't know about you. They think you are only good friends, not that you were meant to be for each other. The hunter nods his head standing up and helping you to while whistling to Dog to follow you inside. 

As soon as you close the door behind your back, Daryl lifts you unexpectedly into his arms to bring you to the sofa. He falls on top of your body, settling himself between your legs as his lips go straight to yours. You can taste the nicotine and the alcohol in his saliva when his tongue makes its own way into your mouth, caressing yours with so much care. After unzipping your jacket, his calloused and rough hands paw your sides, almost dragging his palms over your warm skin trying to memorize every single inch of it —as if it wasn't a well-known territory for him. Daryl loves how smooth your skin is, it drives him crazy.

“I'll come back sooner or later”. He speaks under your breath, softly gasping when you tangle your fingers in brown locks of hair to push him somewhat closer. “I always come back… You know it”.

“I'm gonna miss you… I won't sleep on the nights thinking about you, wishing you're still alive”.

As your lips quiver again, Daryl doesn't hesitate to peck them with so much tenderness; slowly, delighting himself in every touch whilst you caress his hair. 

“I haven't said it before, but I love you”. His murmurs race your heart, nailing your crystal eyes on the most sincere ones you haven't seen in your life. “I'll come back for you, I promise”.

Moving your left hand to his cheek, you tilt your head up to trap his lips again among yours. A loving kiss that pretends to transmit to him every single sentiment you feel for him, the fact that your heart only beats for his. You couldn't rather be in another place, nor another situation. Sometimes you thank the cosmos and the destiny for putting Daryl in your life.

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Gardening club

What is the Gardening club?

The Gardening club is a group of nine girls who take care of Bulsajo High's massive garden. They're all very well known for being so sweet and kind towards everyone. They volunteer for many projects and always help whenever they can.

!!WARNING!! This work of fiction contains mentioning of murder, violence, kidnapping, dark web, obsessive behaviour and stalking, proceed with caution.

Club Positions

Minatozaki Sana: Leader

Im Nayeon: Co- leader

Park Jihyo: Disposer'

Yoo Jeongyeon: Security

Kim Dahyun: Photographer

Chou Tzuyu: Financial Support

Hirai Momo: Abductor

Myoui Mina: Secretary

Son Chaeyoung: Information Gatherer'

Members

Minatozaki Sana

The youngest daughter from a very famous Author. Her father specialises in writing Horror- romance stories. He gained a lot of attention and praise for his book ("Midnight Dancing" a story about a stalker who films his coworker every day at midnight when she's dancing to music...). The emotions felt so real, was said by everyone. Little did they know that "story" was how her parents met. Her father loves her mother while she's afraid of him.

Everyone in school knows her as cute and creative. She's a wonderful student and person to be around. No one knows that her own mother thinks the opposite of her. Sana has a long scar on the left side of her head, it spreads from her hairline to her mouth. The cause was that her mother threw a porcelain vase at her, hitting her head. A shard sliced the left side of her face, leaving the scar behind.

Im Nayeon

As the Principals daughter and Student council Vice-president everyone has a lot of respect for her. She follows rules strictly and makes sure others as well. Despite that strict behind of hers, she still is very helpful and friendly. Many people love her because she's reliable and diligent.

She developed a secret hatred for Kim Namjoon, the Student Council President, for winning the vote leaving her as Vice-president. She loves to make life fore difficult for him in subtle ways zuch as misplacing the papers, losing an important letter from her father, making a mess etc. But he always manages to fulfill his part perfectly no matter what she tries.

Park Jihyo

She is everyone's first choice when they have a problem and need to talk about it. Always ready to listen and give advice when needed. In her free time she volunteers as a private tutor for all subjects but specifically biology, language and history. Her family has a very average income with her parents owning a small flower shop across the city. The only way she got accepted into Bulsajo High was through a scholarship.

The reason Jihyo has always been so motherly and protective was her little sister. She loved that little dumbling with all her heart but one day they went out shopping. While she was paying she left her little sister unattended. She couldn't find her anywhere. The police couldn't find her. Jihyo was desperate and restored to finding someone in the dark web, someone who can help her. And she did find someone. They send her the address of an old abandoned warehouse and that's where she went. But the sight that she saw was horrific. Her little sister's body was completely torn up while some guy cleaned knives in silence. Jihyo couldn't think she grabbed the nearest knife and... She could never forget what she saw. She still has nightmares from that day.

Yoo Jeongyeon

A strong, independent and funny girl. She was always known for being the popular, sporty tomboy. Many girls have crushed on her yet no one actually dared to confess. She's a good team player and loves challenges. It was a surprise to many when she joined the gardening club as she never showed any interest in gardening before. Turns out she just wanted to try something new and felt like doing something in nature that she hadn't tried before. Everyone envies her for her good relationship with her parents who seem to support every decision she makes. Jeongyeon loves them with all her heart and is very thankful to have them.

She has a strong hatred towards Jimin, no one knows why. Except for Jimin himself. Jimin used to be friends with Jeongyeon in their first year. But then she met someone very special, they made her heart flutter in ways no one has ever. But obe day both wabted to tell the other about their crush when something Jimin said ruined everything. "Look, there they are!" Pointing at HER Y/n! "No! That's my crush!" From that day their friendship was over. Now both do even to ruin the others chances with Y/n.

Kim Dahyun

She is a sweet but often overlooked girl. Her loce for flowers lead her to the gardening club, although it's more of a love for taking pictures of flowers. Dahyun was the first to fall for Y/n actually. She, just like Y/n, got into the school through a scholarship. But before that the two were neighbour's. Since Dahyun could think she was always peeking through the fence to see if the neighbour kid was there. She loved to watch them all day long but never actually went up to them.

It was as she's cursed. Even though she lived next to them, was in the same daycare, Kindergarten, elementary school and middle school tgey never noticed her. She even visited the same classes they did yet nothing. Every time they so much as glance into her direction she breaks out into shivers and excited giggles while covering her mouth wide eyed. In case you're wondering, yes, she is Taehyung's cousin.

Chou Tzuyu

As the daughter of two famous actresses she was always admired by everyone. Her beauty was beoned compare, her voice stunning to the ear, so nice and gentle it feels impossible. everything about her just seems too perfect, almost unreal. But the sad truth is, Tzuyu's parents always had to move from place to place, she never fekt home anywhere. People were intimidated by her status and appearance so they never approached her.

Secretly she's always been a hopeless romantic who believes innlove at first sight. The lack of affection made her desperate for a partner, it made her feel as if that's the only thing that will make her happy. And when she met that gorgeous, kind, strong individual, she just didn't want to look away ever!

Hirai Momo

The most cold member of the gardening club. As a famous gymnastic champion her focus layed on training and winning, not making friends. But Mina ended up in the same dance school as her, only that she majored ballet. Mina didn't know where to go so she asked for Momo's help. After that these two some how became friends. Momo has a secret soft spot for Mina and agreed to join the gardening club with her. There she found out her passion for gardening.

She is the most rough and honest in the group, never once lying about anything to the other girls. When spotting a rival she's commonly thecone to abduct them and bring them to a secluded place.

Myoui Mina

A classic, well mannered, feminine lady. Her mother was also a famous ballerina, known all over the globe for her incredible performances. Mina was raised with strict rules and goals. Her parents wanted their child to be the perfect ballerina, no mistakes, no hesitation. If she'd have the slightest slip up they would shout at her and shame her for it. They would make her train, even if her feet were aching and stinging, she needed to be perfect. So by now all her moves are perfected. Even though her feet scream for release she wil continue untill it's all over.

She met Momo at her new dance school after she transferred from Japan to Korea. They got along so well and soon became friends. When it was time to choose a club to join in school she decided, because there wasn't a ballet club, gardening wouldn't be too stressful. She met the love of her life while she was in the garden with the other girls. She found out that they wanted to give Nayeon something from Namjoon (a few copies) and then left. But thst split second they made eye contact had her heart beating so fast. She couldn't believe it.

Son Chaeyoung

While she is more on the shy side when it comes to meeting bew people, she is a very sweet girl. She is the gardening club's favourite member. With her eye for detail and colour, she always manages to make the best flower arrangements in town. Chae lives with her father and mother, both have a more average income. She knows that her father was with another woman and had a child before he married her mother. She's never meet her half brother but knows he took on his mothers last name, Min.

She is very stealthy which helps her wgen out to gather information. She loves to follow Y/n, a student from her mathematics and history class, around and gather Information about their day. Chae doesn't know what she's doing could be classified as strange or even creepy to some.

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Thank you other anon for wishing me well!! That means a lot to me! 

He does but Raq doesn't actually know Rans backstory. So he doesn't know Ran has siblings. He just assumes his mom either died or abandoned him due to finding Ran completely alone and being a hybrid. Before Ran would just scream at Raq in Enderian, now both Raq and Ran scream at eachother in it. Jackie describes it as, "A screaming match to assert dominance." 

Yep, his body was already straining itself to fend off the posion and the teleporting ended up straining him more than he could handle. So as soon as he teleported them he collapsed and wasn't able to even stand. 

That just made me imagine them digging down only to look up and see Phil clambering down after them like a mole. 

After he made a scavenger hunt made out of everyone else's items. Phil found his axe in a destroyed tree trunk and Ran found his sword buried in the ground. While Sapnap found his bow hidden behind stones and Jackie was never able to find his particularly because Ranboo forgot where he hid it. 

Yes, although its very rough. 

Porkius is very very suprised and needs time to come to turns with them being there. While Porkius reacts well to Techno, Techno does not like Porkius and has threatened to punch him a few times and one time he followed through and punched him hard enough to make him fall to the ground. 

Definitely.

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Ranboo is still his ancestor! Ran feels mostly confused, startled, scared, and oddly a bit comfortable. Phil makes him feel comfortable because he reminds him so much of Watson who was a very close and comforting figure to him. But Techno kind of scares him cause while Porkius was kind to him he was also strict, so he's afraid Techno will be stricter and mean just due to how he looks. He also just kinda ignores Ranboo at first because he can't handle the fact he's looking at his now alive ancestor. 

Not really I'd say, even though they all have different enderman percentces, they have the same instincts. Though due to Ranboos memory problem, his memory of enderman culture is almost non-existent, and instead presents itself through his instincts. If any of that makes sense? 

Karl is terrified upon seeing Ran, as soon as he even hears he's here he immediately drops what he's doing and after a few questions runs off to find and confront him. Tubbo is incredibly fascinated by Ran and at first he respects Ran's boundaries and stays away from him, but as soon as Ran is walking around outside and exploring the surrounding environment, he sees that as the perfect opportunity to bombard Ran with questions. Eret (who I like to headcanon is like a medic and knows a lot more about medicine than most), doesnt comment at first and is instead focused on helping him, but after he learns more about Ran, he is fascinated by him but takes time to get to know Ran and work on making a friendship with him. No one else, not even Michael knows about Ran being there, though they do eventually find out. 

A multitude of reasons 1. He landed wrong and ended up breaking an arm and cracking two ribs due to the sudden stop. 2. He isn't used to traveling through time so time travel had the affect of making him very sick, including headaches and nausea. 3. When he was dragged into the timetravel a match in the Pit just ended and he had a few bruises and cuts that hadn't been taken care of yet, so the travel and harsh landing just aggravated them and re-opened some. 4. The harsh landing ended up also giving him a concussion. 

When Ran is finally consciousness enough he refuses to speak in anything other than Enderian. At first Phil and Techno are scared he can't speak nor understand their language. But Edward steps in and tells them he can both understand and speak it he just doesn't want to necessarily. So Edward does the communication with Ran on their behalf, he also takes the time to comfort and help him come to terms with him being there. Edward is also the one to gently push/convince Ran to actually speak to them. 

Agreed, uh, maybe From Future to Past? Idk. 

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I already have a name for this au thankfully, Tip of the Iceberg AU. (Also I wanna say real quick not every single character in the Dream SMP or Tales From The SMP will be featured in this au because it's just to many characters for me to keep track of, it'll mostly be characters I feel like I understand if that makes sense)

They end up everywhere, the Bandits end up in Las Nevadas and end up robbing the place before they bolt, running with no real direction in mind. Zack and Cletus end up just outside of Las Nevadas but they run off into the woods once they hear yelling inside the country. Isaac, Porkums, and Grievous end up in Kinoko Kingdom. Ran lands in Erets castle and accidentally breaks a window from his entrance. Jackie, Jon Jon, and Sheriff Sherman end up in Pogtopia but manage to get out (expect Jackie who is stuck and they can't get him out so they actually left for help). Benjamin lands into the ocean around the Guardian farm. Ranbob also lands near the Guardian farm but instead on land. Charles and Watson land somewhere nearby Foolish's summer home. Ranbulter and James get dropped onto Tommys Memorial Island. And Ash lands in Snowchester. (Note I believe these will be all the tales characters I'll be mostly using, but if any get added I'll probably mention where they also ended up). 

Something important though is that almost no one stayed where they landed, Ran ran off into the surrounding forest so he could focus on regathering himself and calm down without worrying about getting attacked, Benjamin just randomly picks a direction to go (North) and ends up picking up Ranbob to join him. John John and Sherman went different directions to look for help; the Kinoko Kingdom group argues before finally Porkums and Grievous head off together having elected to follow the oceans edge (they think the Kingdom is abandoned and think following the ocean will eventually lead them to a city or something), while Isaac calls them stupid and stays around the Kingdom, exploring and taking stuff; and Charles and Watson just kinda walk around though stay in the general area. Anyone I did not mention stays where they landed or is close to where they landed. SOMETHING IMPORTANT THOUGH IS THAT NONE OF THEM GET DIRECTLY SEEN BY ANY SMP MEMBERS RIGHT AWAY, its only found out what happened when Quackity accuses Fundy of stealing from him which he heavily declines. And instead says that he saw others riding out of the country so it must've been them (he saw them from a distance), and their descriptions are enough to unnerve Karl who then goes back to Kinoko Kingdom to look at his Tales from the SMP books where he runs directly into Isaac and realizes what he feared is true. 

Once Karl gets confirmation that people from both the past and future are here he immediately calls an emergency meeting and just tells everyone almost immediately that he's a time traveler so it doesn't become a problem later, they don't believe him but Isaac is kind enough to help convince them. Soon everyone is convinced and while everyone is included only a few are actually part of a active search party. Those people being Techno, Phil, Ranboo, Tubbo, Foolish, Quackity, Sam, Eret, Bad, and of course Karl. Everyone else is assigned to just keep a eye out. Not everyone is in the party because they didn't want to be or they had other stuff to be doing.

He explains the In-between and Other Side but other than that they never really interfere, if anything he gets dragged into both sides when sleeping and the two sides both push him to find everyone and fix it all.

Jackie, as per usual, is the funniest gremlin on the block.

Poor Ran!! At least he gets some rest?

Absolutely terrifying image, I pity the poor fool who witnesses it.

Pfft. Can you just imagine the chaos? Half the time it's probably just caused by his memory issues. Prank war a few weeks ago? Ranboo forgets the traps he put up, and everyone ends up with brightly colored hair, and a large amount of rabbits in their house, and he;s standing right there with them trying to figure out who did it.

It's something, so I'll take it!

Technoblade: Nearly starting wars since...uh, whenever he spawned in, I'm not really sure of the details there.

Good.

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So Ran is aware Ranboo is his ancestor? Does he have the same backstory as Brothers AU!Ran?

Does this mean Ranboo is working solely on instincts when around other Endermen or Ran? How does that work out?

And since Enderwalk has all his memories, what are Ran's encounters with him like? Is he aware of Enderwalk state, or was that lost to time? Where do their instincts lead them? Does Ranboo get a bit more hesitant towards Ran when he's leaning more on them? Or is he more open and welcoming? Can he tell Ran shares his blood?

Confrontation? Uh oh, how does that go? Especially considering Ran's possibly the only one to have a vague idea of Karl's hobby? Does it end up coming out?

How does Ran feel about having Tubbo constantly ask questions? Is Tubbo just curious, or is he trying to figure things out? Does this mean Ran ends up in Snowchester, or does Tubbo head to the Antarctic? Medic Eret?? What kind of relationship do they have with Techno and Phil to get called in and come to their aid? How do Eret, Karl, and Tubbo learn of him, if this is being kept hush-hush, and why is it being kept such?

Poor Ran, he's really gotten the short end of the stick here. So time traveling can negatively effect those not used to it/built for it? Does Karl suffer similarly?

And Edward speaks Common, then? Also, Edward!! Is he still Techno's roommate here? Does he have a little nearby area? Or does he head back to the End when he's not hanging around? Has he been helping Ranboo as well?

Sounds good!

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Gotcha, gotcha.

The fact that the bandits first instinct upon appearing in a strange new place with no prior warning is to rob it brings me great joy. How does that go for them? How far do they get, what do they steal?

Cletus & Zack: Dunno who you are or where I am, but I don't like the sound of that, so lets bolt.

Issac, Porkums, and Grievous actually don't sound like a chaotic combination, so they probably don't cause too much trouble.

Poor Eret. Imagine just trying to enjoy your day and coming back in to see your window broken.

Jon Jon and Sherman with Jackie just sounds really funny actually. The blatant contrast from time periods and all, and Jackie's pure chaotic energy...Also, they'd both be so much taller than him. Why was he stuck though? What happened?

Another question is, at what point was everyone tossed back? Long after Karl had left, before meeting him, in the middle? Is it different for some? How do those who've met him before react? Why does Isaac believe Karl, and how does he help convince the others?

Who's found first? What happens then? Is anyone hurt? What are both sides definition of 'fixing it all', and how does being dragged in between the two effect Karl?

[fillingthescrapbook]

Rewriting The CW's Kung Fu, Part 1: The Characters

Hello. I've written a few posts complaining about how The CW's Kung Fu was written and plotted. So instead of just complaining, I decided to do something productive: I'm going to rewrite the show.

This will be the first part in an eight-part series that would detail the things, I think, could've made the first season much stronger in terms of story-telling and character-building. Do take note that I will be writing this for The CW's target market: teens to young adults who are looking for both entertainment and representation.

Before we start with the story, let us first start with re-configuring the characters.

NICKY SHEN, mid to late 20s. The eldest daughter of first-generation immigrants, she feels pressured into following the path made for her by her parents. She carries a lot of guilt, having seen her parents struggle to raise her and her siblings in a land that's not always welcoming to foreigners--and then running away when she felt like she no longer had control over her life. She has spent the last three years in a monastery where her days are spent training in the martial arts, meditating, and farming. Upon her return home, she doesn't know what her place is in the world--and in her family--anymore.

HENRY YAN, mid to late 20s. A martial arts instructor at the Chinese community center, he becomes intrigued by Nicky's unique background and insight into their community. A working student, he has only recently continued his collegiate studies because of a checkered past he needed to deal with, as well as his family's financial struggles. He feels like he has a lot to prove because of people's preconceptions of who he is, based on what he had to do to survive.

EVAN HARTLEY, mid to late 20s. A San Francisco Assistant District Attorney, he is Nicky's best friend from childhood to law school. He is part of a hiring initiative that prioritizes people who can speak in multiple languages, and gets assigned many cases that come from Chinatown. He has recently proposed to his girlfriend, a fellow classmate of his and Nicky's from law school, thinking he has finally moved on from being left behind by the woman he loved three years ago...and then she, Nicky, comes back into his life.

RYAN SHEN, mid-20s. Nicky's younger brother who has just recently finished his internship at a local hospital; he is currently working as a resident physician at the same hospital he interned for--while volunteering his free time at the Chinese community center's free clinic. He is gay but has yet to tell his parents the truth, blaming Nicky for abandoning him when he was just about to confess. (Yes, I put him back in the closet for storytelling purposes.)

ALTHEA SHEN, mid-20s. Nicky's younger sister has put her career on hold to get married to her high school sweetheart. A sought-after computer engineer, Althea has surprised everyone--her parents included--when she suddenly gave up her high-ranking position at Cloudrush Capital to focus on her wedding. She is the most adjusted and mature out of the Shen siblings, seeing as her parents didn't have as much expectations from her as they did Nicky and Ryan.

SHEN MEI-LI, late 40s to early 50s. Nicky's mother comes from a very strict family and this has made her guarded with her emotions. She is very protective of her children and will do anything to keep them safe--including hide parts of her history she thinks will lead them astray. She works as the manager of Happy Dumplings, the restaurant she built with her husband Jin.

SHEN JIN, early to mid 50s. Nicky's father immigrated to San Francisco when he was a young man, inspired by the American Dream. He has a go-getter attitude which was further bolstered when he married Mei-Li, pushing him to move on from being a line cook at a faux-Chinese fast food chain to opening his own restaurant. Having been denied of better opportunities, he works hard to make sure that his children never has to face the same challenges he had in the past.

Okay, those are just broad strokes of who the characters are when the story begins. I've upgraded Evan to becoming an actual main character with a romantic subplot with Nicky since, if I'm not mistaken, that was the intention when they introduced him in the pilot. I've also downgraded Pei-Ling Zhang, Nicky's mentor to a recurring character--who we will get to now:

ZHANG PEI-LING, early 40s. A female monk at a Shaolin monastery, Pei-Ling helps Nicky escape from an arranged-marriage "love" tour by allowing her to hide in her truck. Pei-Ling is in charge of the martial arts training at the monastery, teaching her students that to keep a strong hand steady, one must also have a strong heart.

ZHANG ZHI-LAN, mid to late 30s. A businesswoman whose worldwide travels hide an international hunt for eight mystical weapons that would give the collector untold powers. She is Pei-Ling's sister who holds a lot of resentment because of the way their family broke apart. She keeps a cold and calculating facade to keep people away from her, afraid of being vulnerable enough to get emotionally hurt again.

DENNIS SOONG, mid 20s. Althea's fiancée who is the heir apparent of the Soong business empire. He has the practiced charm of a high school outcast who was slow to grow into his looks; although he became part of the popular crowd by the time he graduated, he never forgot the people who treated him as an equal back when he was a societal pariah. He is also a loving son, brother, and husband-to-be.

JOE HARPER, mid to late 20s. A freelance graphic artist who uses his talents, and his gift of gab, to fight for human rights. He is passionate, headstrong, and he never backs down from a challenge.

CHLOE SOONG, late teen. Dennis's younger sister who has fallen in with a bad crowd of bored rich teens. She feels out-of-place in her parents' perfect world, which draws her towards Nicky--who identifies with her plight to break out of the mold assigned to her.

SABINE SMITH, mid to late 20s. A classmate of Nicky's and Evan's from law school, Sabine is Evan's fiancée. She is nurturing and helpful, she is the one who pushes Evan to help Nicky settle back into her San Francisco life--not realizing she is also pushing Evan's feelings for Nicky back into the picture.

KERWIN TAN, late 20s to early 30s. A young socialite who becomes part of Nicky and Zhilan's race to find the eight mythical weapons of power. He is the youngest son of a business tycoon, Raymond Tan, who is also interested in collecting the weapons. He resents the competitive upbringing his father has given him and his siblings, which makes him decide to also join the hunt for the weapons.

MEI-XUE, late 40s. Mei-Li's younger sister, she ran away from home after discovering their family's warrior lineage--wanting to be the one to find the mythical weapons so she could keep them from falling into the wrong hands. In her journey to find the weapons, she discovers more about the power they can wield--which scares her into hiding in the mountains of Canada, with the help of a rich friend she made in her journeys.

STANLEY ANG, early 30s. He is an original character that I wanted to include for additional Chinese diversity. The only son of an old couple who were Mei-Li's friends before she migrated. He is intelligent, very savvy, but isn't very fluent in English. He works as a software developer for a programming company who had him (and his parents) move to their US office so he could oversee the projects he manages better.

Kung Fu has a few more important characters they introduce, but I'm staying with the ones who will make an impact to the story I'm rewriting.

If you've read my past gripes about the show, you would know that I don't like the fact that Zhi-lan (and Kerwin, later on) was shoved into our throats even when their storylines didn't need to be told. That opinion remains. But it doesn't change the fact that they do make an impact to the story--especially with the finale the show left us with. So they're retaining their recurring status in my rewrite.

And this is where we end for now. In the next post, I will be rejigging the pilot to better set-up who Nicky is and what her relationships are at the start of the series.

[espejonight28738]

15×09 "The Trap" Meta

Warning: As always, Destiel and Saileen positive so don't like don't read.

OMG guys I can't even this episode was something else. Like, for real.

First of all, it looks like I was right about Eileen being part of Chuck's plan.

"I helping to Sam the Bunker. To Sam. To Romance." Thanks Chuck for proving me right, but if you could please not hurt my baby Eileen and Sam while you do it would be awesome ;-;

Now if only I could be in the right about the happy ending...

But whatever. Let's talk about the prayer first, because I could talk about it for hours. Everything was so wonderful.

First, when Dean looks he only have 29 minutes left to find Cas, you could see all the trauma resourfaced. You could see how he was imagining ending up without Cas again. Having to go back home (although he didn't seem to be going to the portal when right before he found Cas, but I have no certainty about it) and leave Cas behind, and he imagined himself reliving the guilt and the hallucinations and the hopelessness.

[Gif by the amazing @agusvedder because I want you to look at him and tell me that ain't the look of a man who just imagined losing the love of his life again]

And, above all, Dean imagined having to live through it all knowing he never fixed their relationship. Rowena's words about not waiting until it was too late must have been ringing in his ears. And he knows that he needs Cas to know.

Purgatory's pureness gave him a new understanding of his emotions, and I'm not talking about the anger (it's obvious Dean already knew he had that problem), but the need for Cas.

"Cas, buddy, I need you." That same need, mixed with the possibility of losing Cas yet once again was enough for Dean to just break down in the middle of a land of abominations.

And the first thing he says. "I should've stopped you." Can you see how he is telling us we were right all along? Cas said "I left but you didn't stop me." And now Dean knows he could have.

If he had tried to talk, if he had asked Cas to stay, maybe he wouldn't have left. Dean put himself through that depression (the even heavier drinking, comfort food, the coldness) .

[And as an author note. How was that real? "You didn't stop me/I should've stop you" The Brontë sisters WISH they could write that levels of angsty romance.]

And, having Dean finally admitting to his very real anger issues gives me very high hopes for everything else. It's not like his problem will disappear, it does was kinda beaten into him, but having him admitting it is recognizing it as a standing problem between Dean and a Happy Future, so we can assume that will be another one of the problem they'll tackle in the rest of the season.

(Or maybe they'll forget about it. But s15 has been so good until now that I'm hoping they won't ignore it.)

And Dean calling Cas his best friends. Holy mother of God. I know I made several jokes about it, but it truly is so significant. Because words like "Family" and "Brother (and sister for Charlie)" are ones Dean had given other people. But Best Friend is only for Cas, it puts him in a special place in Dean's live no one else shares.

Maybe it's not exactly the place we want him to be in (yet), but the fact alone that they recognize once again how Dean and Cas' relationship is different to the one they have with anyone else.

So when did found Cas and said "Okay, Cas, I need to say something", I agree we wasn't about to repeat his prayer.

The Prayer (the fact that Dean got on his damn knees, for god's sake) was a moment of absolute vulnerability and emotion. Dean grew up in with a "no emotions" mentality tought to him by John, and so we seldom see him show this kind of raw vulnerability by choice. Considering that the Winchesters (as always, I include Jack and Cas in there) are an experts in 'I screw up and you got angry but then we had a bigger problem so we kinda left it behind us bc we are family and I love you anyway, or we just move on without never really discussing it' but not in actually apologizing, I would go as far as to say this was probably the most heartfelt apologize we've seen in the series.

I've watched the scene like a million times, and he just carries an attitude of doing something big. Like a big reveal, not like repiting himself.

Because he knew Cas heard him. The reason he said "I hope you can here me, that wherever you are, it's not too late" it's 'cause he was afraid Cas had died. That is was really too late. Once he saw Cas was alive? I don't think Dean doubted for a second Cas had heard him. He was hoing to say something else.

Cas clearly didn't want to take the risk of Dean telling him what he truly wanted to hear- what he had wanted for years. The risk of his deal with the Empty hovering behind hime. He couldn't be so selfish as allowing himself to hear it, just to abandon Dean right after.

Then Cas interrupted him.

Or abandoning Sam when he was at God's mercy, or leaving the World SavingTM to them. He couldn't. Dean doesn't even now about the deal.

I cannot tell you how much I loved it. Not in a "I want this to happen" way, of course not, but in what it means.

That's why Dabb said this episode wasn't the resolution. There's still much unsaid between them, if you believe there is an 'I love you' somewhere there. I think that's what has my hopes the highest. Because if they are only bff, then why didn't this solve everything? What is left hanging? I don't want to clown but it's literally the only thing that makes sense in my opinion.

And now, let's talk about the future Sam saw.

Sam and Dean don't need only each other to be happy, they need other people. That's basically what that future said.

"What's happened to you Dean? Ever since..."

"Ever since what? We lost pretty much everyone we ever cared about?"

[There is like a 2 second pause here that I feel very important andd significant. The separation between what 'everyone' and 'Cas']

"Ever since the Mark made Cas go crazy? Ever since I had to bury him in Ma'lak box? Ever since then? Yeah." [Jfc you can hear it pains him to say Cas' name]

"Bobby had a death wish and you know it. And Jody? Ever since what happened to Donna and the girls, she does too.

And after Eileen? So do you."

He's acknowledging everyone's breaking point. Jody's was Donna and the girls (we don't know exactly which one was the last straw, as we know that at least in Claire's case they died at different times). Sam's was Eileen. His was Cas.

And he is very clear in that. We can't know what happened first, but we know that Sam asks what happened to *him* and he says it was Cas going crazy. It was having to bury Cas alive what made him lose all hope. Because at least he can hope they ones dead can find pace, but Cas? Dean, and for how he said it he probably did it alone, had to bury Cas knowing he was going to be there for the rest of the time. Suffering alone. Dean knows how it's like to have the Mark.

That broke Dean. And having Sam wasn't enough to put him back together.

And after Eileen somehow died again, Sam just stop caring about living, he just care about taking down as many monsters as he can before he dies. 'Death wish' Dean called it. He would know about that, he is Dean "You wanna die" Winchester, after all.

Having Dean wasn't enough for Sam to want to keep on living.

"We lost, brother. We lost. I'm done."

They still have each other? Yes. Is that remotely enough? No. That's what the future told us. They need more than each other, they need other people.

But there was a little something else that made it even more beautiful.

"The Dean who raised me [...]"

Let's be clear about something, I think the show never gives enough recognition for having raised same pretty much by himself since he was 4 years. The situation was totally unfair to Dean and yet he never once took it out on Sam, he just look out for him, cooked for him, and make sure he could be as much of a child as the situation allowed, that is a lot more than Dean ever could. In his own words, he wasn't just a brother, he was also a father and a mother.

I just want to cry for thinking how hard that was for both brother. And Sam knows it, even if he doesn't always acknowledges. So the fact that he chose the words "the Dean that raised me" when "the Dean that I know", for example, would have conveyed the sentiment as well, is significant.

They wanted to remember how important they are for each other, how much they love each other. They don't dismiss that, they are making sure we remember that, at the same time they are telling us the alone aren't enough for a happy ending.

They are telling us what we need for a True Happy Ending.

Dean and Sam still being close brothers and loving each other, but allowing themselves to love and need other people.

Okay I'll go to the point.

A HAPPY ENDING IS SAM AND THEN HAVING OTHER PEOPLE IN THEIR LIVES WITHOUT LOSING EACH OTHER.

A HAPPY ENDING IS THE END OF THE TOXIC CODEPENDENCY AND THE START OF A HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP THAT INCLUDES THEIR RELATIONSHIPS WITH OTHER PEOPLE.

You guys now I've been saying they are hinting at it since my meta of "The Rupture" but this ain't foreshadowing THEY ARE SCREAMING IT. Like I can't come up with a radically different interpretation.

So this episode only got my hopes for endgame Saileen and Destiel (the destiel maybe not at canon as the saileen, but heavily hinted at least) even higher. Specially for the parallel with Eileen having Dean's doubts ("I don't know what's real") and Sam making kinda answering the same ("We are"/"I know that was real"). Btw I'll be screaming because of that for the rest of my days.

[BONUS: Random questions I can't seem to answer.

Does the angels even know God's going bersek? I mean, Belphegor didn't know it was God the one who broke hell... but even Lilith's been brought back. Do they know Micheal's back? God I don't know.

Was that really a possible future? Or it does was like a Zacharaiah tactic? Why does Chuck's abscence makes monster go crazy? Wasn't the point that it didn't unblanaced the powers?

Story-wise, why ain't Cas in next episode?

Was that the last mention of Claire? An off-screen hypotetical death? Please someome let me see my girl again.]

Tagging: @metafest @verobatto-angelxhunter @agusvedder @legendary-destiel @that-one-fandom-chick @studio-hatter

[c-mon-babayyy]

Space Streamer

2024, streaming is still really popular, but being in space is a new trade. Once humanity has built many space stations in earth orbit, in 2022 they discovered gravity wells, and the start of a new type of space race begun. With people not needing to worry about 0g's, new space stations had been planned, and in 2024 the first internationally launched one had been announced as stable for projects.

But that didn't concern Erin, entertaining himself and his half a mill followers was more fun. At least, the space race use to not concern him...

...

Synter was Erin's preferred name, it was what his streaming friends and online friends called him, and it was his twitch and youtube name for all the videos he made. He was a variety streamer that based his content on his personality based on what he does, but variety streaming didn't prepare him for this.

He awoke to something pushing and moving him, his body always woke up before his head did, and this proved true as his eyes opened to being forcibly walked by something far taller than him. Erin was just barely 21, but he had the same height as 12 year old him, a good 5 feet and 2 inches. He was taller than the smallest of girls, but he was still made fun of in school. But taking a good look around this obviously wasn't school, it was a purposely dark hallway with the occasional other person. And by person, I mean a stranger being walked by an alien, and alien they were. They were tall, way taller than any human by at least 4 feet at least.

Describing them was hard, for the other captives they could express in horror as the barely clothed aliens were tri legged with rough leathery looking skin of a yellow color with green spots, their endoskeletons poking out of their skin to protect their soft and large organs. Their heads held mandibles and large round eyes, with other sensory organs on the base of their neck and the collarbone with skinny arms with only three fingered hands, two fingers and a thumb. But to Synter the aliens looked like really large stick bugs. Stick bugs that covered the very top of their chest in a special made crop top that refused to cover their sensory organs. With shorts that held hooks for ropes of fanny pack type pouches galore, and arms with gloves that obviously had some sort of electric function as they glowed a low blue. And an obviously awkward looking bubble of some sort of glass over their head and sensory organs.

Taking a more paniced and thorough look around, now awake to be afraid of the strange aliens, he noticed the occasional glass tube with other persons in it, only human persons. Over speakers that Synter took only a few seconds to spot there was a strange clicking noise mixed with snarling sounds. Strange thing was that it was patterned enough that Synter could guess that it was an language, no aliens could take a race like humanity without being organized enough to have language and writing.

Synter was still in his three layers of hoodie, filled with the weird tools that have been hidden in his many hidden pockets since he lived with his builder father. He was more of a computer guy, and added both hardware and software tools into his many pockets. He moved to alaska just so he could get a new experience, having lived in arizona and Connecticut before. What he got instead was a sudden crash course on how to survive a frozen desert, and a wave of japanese fans for some strange reason.

He remembered that he was out of his house and in town, on his once a blue moon run of supplies. He had run back to his large truck from the store to pick up his glasses and sunglasses that he somehow left, when suddenly things around him went dark. It took a full minute to realize that it was summer, not winter when the sun sometimes didn't show for months, and a look up showed the underbelly of something he couldn't recognize. He vaguely attempted to run to his truck, just as it and him had started floating, then he went out.

He hoped his truck was alright, and a stir of fear settled in his stomach as he wondered what or rather why these aliens wanted them, wanted us. He didn't need to struggle to see from example that their hands were cuffed in a dull metal type. The people getting walked that were making noise was getting masks or gags put on them, but not for the ones staying quiet. The people in the containers also seemed awake, watching in anticipation. And then, over the speakers of the strange alien voice a human one came on.

It was just yelling at first, but he and the others getting walked could tell that it was obviously human. In a strange act, the tall aliens abandoned their humans, throwing them on the ground on the side of the hallways, before sprinting quickly to the end of the hallway. Just as the doors started to close, Synter started to get up, and with his physical rising despite his hands behind his back, the human voice started speaking constantly.

"Attention Human Citizens!

This is space traveling captain Richard Fuck-My-Life reporting on the group mission "Man-Fucked-Up", As in 'Man thus is Fucked Up' or 'Man These Guys are Fucked.

Now, you may be experiencing this displeasure of a moment called being captured. Well, seeing as some of you were forced through orientation when you were asleep, i could tell, some of you snore-, these bitch asses are a researcher alien race! They were told we were valuable some type of way and started abducting us in front of public eyes! Luckily, in the two days of abducting they did, many governments around the world started retaliating! Some nukes were even set off, although with the help of space whatnots those nukes were propelled into deep space where some other ships were warping in.

Humanity is now lovingly fighting a space fight, and a whole continent has been american-ized in the process. Also in this process is the revolution of nuclear and solar energy instead of gasoline, and a mineral and metal revolution as we take the space ships we've crashed and use them for our own cities and ships.

But that doesn't concern you too much now, does it? You guys are in space for gods sake, what about getting back home?! Well do I have some news for you! These bitch ass aliens have weak ass materials! We're deathworlders baby! We're stronger than personal structures! Unfortunately not as strong as the ship itself, because you know, protection from space, but we're close!

Now if you don't mind just try breaking free of those hand cuffs!"

The still standing Synter attempted pulling his arms, and with a snap the cuffs broke and his hands were free. Looking around the others on the ground were also breaking free easily. It made the feeling of slight fear dissipate into nervousness, he felt better about the situation.

"These hands cuffs don't really do anything anyway, the aliens made them like cop cuffs because they thought something along the lines of 'the shape will make these creatures weak!' Or something." The human, Richard continued.

"Next, kindly kindly, if you could show some human kindness for your fellow human race and break the glass containers? Its not an ultra strong glass, but you still need something sharp or heavy to break it."

Being as he was standing close to one of the containers, Synter pulled out a small ice pick and gently tapped, the glass quickly cracking & falling into medium sized pieces. Sharp pieces. Around him some people were breaking out on their own, and some of the previously handcuffed persons were using the cuffs to break the glass.

"Careful careful," the voice almost immediately sang," we may be stronger than these damned fools but we can still puncture our feet with glass. Although by the looks of it these aliens only confiscated the outer layer of clothing for extreme weather environments. Geez, these guys totally abducted you in places cold enough to consider death for them, and they didn't even think twice about it? What kind of scientific species are they?"

Synter softly chuckled at that, the man sure knew how to lighten a situation.

"Okay okay, you guys are ahead of schedule compared to my other friends, all 4 compartments of you. 5 ships, 4 compartments each, two rows of walkway per compartment, and 40 people per row. Simple maths by calculators, some of you still have your phones, says thats Sixteen Hundred people they've managed to abduct! And seeing as they have only enough for a flat thousand, killed roughly a mill in quote "terran" end quote Ground to escape with you, and the whole other 7.67 billion people want you back, maybe minus the 1.3 billion people living in developing countries that may or may not focus more on becoming developed other than getting into space, thats a whole lot of responsibility and only 7 of us that's been in space long enough to push you back home. " Richard seemed to ramble.

During Richard's talking, Synter did wonder if he in fact had his phone on him. Sure enough, one look in his most inside pocket and there was his phone. All three of them. One was for personal calls, and it sometimes acted like a mini laptop than a phone meant for game apps. It wasn't his largest, but he could contact anybody via anything on it, and he usually gave businesses this number. The second was his streaming phone, the screen was large but it would be the flattest thing he has, first to even his ass, if it wasn't for the phone case. It had a decent enough processer, enough to that it was practically a second moniter. It made checking his chat during outdoor streams or cooking streams easy. He also downloaded a bunch of music and how to videos to laugh at. His third phone was almost like his streaming phone, but smaller and it had the capacity to run like another laptop. If it was a person then it would be a car that ran on coffee for gasoline, a powerful powerhouse of data processing that meant he could even stream from his phone. But seeing as this was the last phone he had used and it showed he had no signal, he doubted he could do anything but record.

The man on the speakers continued to blabber on about how much of a pain the aliens were for kidnapping so many humans in broad daylight. Synter put away his phones and ran to the ends of the hallway, where other people free of their constraints were starting to gather. Jogging down one end he saw the open containers, probably where he and the other cuffed people were being walked to before Richard interrupted them. Synter did his best going through the not so dense crowd, about half of the hallway so about 20 people.

He stared at the door, trying to find where it ended and where a box looking panel would be placed. Would aliens even have control panels in space ships?

"Ah! It seems a few of you are eager to move on to the next step. Well then, let me get on with the informing. These aliens, or Xeno's as the less offensive term, are pussies and are running away. They will soon be using most of the escape pods, however there are more escape pods then there is scientists. Unluckily there are a few military types onboard in case there is a riot, and they will attempt to quote "sink with the ship". These military types are, however, stupid weak, one of our punches will make gore out of them.

Ah! Someone yelled it! It's the humans are space orcs theory! Or really for us its a collection of stories under the idea, but seeing as that idea is now true it is a theory and these home made stories are now probable stories written under the theory's speculation. Big words, small brain. Basically we think faster for a longer and more death like sleep cycle, and when in practice we are faster and stronger than any Xeno's, although because of our preferred gravity we are more compact and dense than they are.

Theres all the things complaining about earth bugs and earth diseases and earth foods that can kill most other aliens too. Did you know there are only 3 other races coming from death planets, and after being introduced they've all decided to become hermits? It turns out 50% of these non death world races didn't evolce with light sensors, or have limited light sensors, aka eyes. That's why its dark, but the next bit will be easy. At somewhere around 6 feet there is a panel, if you smash it in or find something to pry it open by the cracks, you can hotwire it. While you're figuring out where it is, I'll announce to each hallway individually which hallway and compartment you are. Basically every one of you are in front of some storage container space, whatever they're called."

As soon as the voice stopped the group around him started mumbling to each other. Suddenly the question came out straight,"does anybody know how to hack some wires?"

Synter raised his hand, calling out that he had basically found the panel already and that he knew how to work with electric hardware. But by all of their looks they knew he was too short to reach the panel properly. A strong looking guy stood behind him, bending down to offer a piggy back ride straight for the panel. Synter accepted, someone from his group yelling and gesturing to the other side of the hallway for where Synter had pried open the panel. The first thing he pried open turned out to be the security panel covering. There were buttons galore in a language not written, but raised into the plastic like panel. It would be almost useless to try and hack the electric lock, so instead Synter switched out his tool for a screwdriver.

"2A, you guys are compartment two letter A as in first walkway going from left to right on the ship from a birds eye view. By the way, 2A lower hallway with the guy piggybacking another to reach the panel, you're ahead but on the right track. Trying to crack the alien passcodes on these bare panels would be useless, so after breaking into the panel definitely 6 ft above the ground and unscrewing the alien panels for the wires underneath would be a good next step unless I can override their system using the handy dandy AI I got."

"Its Alien Braille." Synter shouted as the man commented on the passcode panel.

But richard didn't respond to him, and Synter went quiet again with concentration. Just as the man went silent again the final screw went loose, and after tossing the screwdriver of many applications to someone else so they can run it to the other end of the hall, Synter started inspecting the wires. The strong man holding him on his back shifted weight as Synter pulled out a phone, using the flashlight feature to look at the wires. It was a complicated looking mess of different shades of grey, but coming from the walls were colored(surprisingly) braised symbols that each cluster of wires originated from. Maybe a mostly blind species' way of organizing wires without color vision.

The person that ran the screwdriver to the other end of the hallway ran back, the other side just getting the wires exposed as the voice crackled on.

"Awww! The whole lot of you figured out how to get to the wires! Recognizing that most of you punched your way through, that's okay cuz it's taller than most of our heads. Anyways, people with phone lights can now see that there are many colored wires. They did not do the coloring on purpose, but we will use it to our advantage. The wires with the green symbol need to be paired with the wires connecting to the panel. If you do that the doors will open."

As Richard was speaking Synter did so, and immediately the doors open with a slow force. The man Synter was piggybacking on let him down, quickly following the rest of the group that squeezed between the slowly opening doors. Synter hesitated a bit, looking over across the hallway to see that the other end had also opened their door. Synter let the soft light bask his face by the door as Mr. Richard directed everybody to the ends of the ship, the top of the hallway spilling left while his side spilled right, meeting with the other compartments.

But something caught his eye to the left. It wasn't the other compartments spilling into the other side of the ship, instead it looked like a low shiny, the low shiny of his truck. He ran to it, and in the surprisingly opened warehouse, yes the word Richard was looking for was space warehouse, was Synter's truck! It was beautiful even in low lighting, and Synter ran to it's hood to hug it. Other than some dust and alien handprints that basically told him that they didn't know how to get in or reach the engine, it hadn't been touched.

With his truck there were boxes upon boxes of things, his truck standing on some boxes too, and standing on boxes were some other vehicles. Counting 4 other vehicles in total, there was an all electric tesla, a helecopter, a small tractor, and one of the highly classified new human space cruisers, like a van but smoother and meant for launch and landing in space. It probably also had the new gravity function too, and Synter became excited just spotting it. With a crackle in the air, a speaker Synter didn't know was in the room started up.

"Hey there, are you sure you wanna stay here? You can escape with other humans if you want." Richard spoke through a softer announcing speaker.

It sounded like it was under a box or something, but Synter wasn't going to escape space prison without his truck. He shook his head.

"Nuh-uh! Im abducted with my truck I'll leave with my truck. It has food for 3 years if I don't eat like a pig, and besides im a computer mechanical & engineering wizard, if something goes wrong i can look up a how to video I downloaded and fix it. I was interested enough about space before this." Synter exclaimed, attempting to hug his truck tighter but failing and sliding down it.

He fell on his ass and the speaker sighed.

"Okay fine, each of these rooms are meant to house xenos of any race for at least 2 years, and 6 months of hurtling in space is all you need to be caught by earth. I did manage to hack the ship, so I'll weld down your closed doors from the outside to make it space proof." The doors cracked open behind him slammed shut, the sound of large locks clinking together before the heater whir of presumably the fire torches or the Xeno equivalent stirring behind him.

"Meanwhile to survive I guess I can guide you to the warehouse computer and monitor so you can rewire it with the fabricator that should be next to it. It should be to your right, against the wall behind a smaller pile of boxes. Ooh! It looks like this warehouse was marked for refined metals and chemicals! With it you could make your own chemical water & oxygen making machine and ftl drive, if you need it. I'm going to guide the rest to their escape pods and their own warehouse cargo bay so I can catapult you into space towards earth. You ready?"

Synter was already running towards the wall of boxes.