#okay dream memory gone lol what was that

[grapejuicefilledpools]

Christmas tree farm in Massachusetts that had a regional tree from where I live okay dream now what

[vivwritesfics]

hi!! loved the threesome with lando max and charles. can u finish it and show what the aftercare/morning after would've looked like? i know u said u ran out of space lol. thank u!!

okay I've gone with the morning after

No but like why do i want to turn this into a series?

The first part

lando was the first one awake

he saw the girl sleeping against him, and Max and Charles all over each other, and the events of the night before came back to him

It was slightly unbelievable that it was real

He laid there for a good minute

smirking

he tightened his arms around her, and she stirred slightly

He hadn't much thought about what the aftermath of the night before would be

But if this got out, it would be a media shitstorm

He didn't release her from his hold

Max was the next one to wake up

He pulled himself away from Charles and stood up, his blinks slow and confused as he looked around the room

The room wasn't somewhere he recognised

he looked around, looked down at Charles, down her Y/N and looked at Lando, the only other person awake in the room

He rushed over, crouched at Lando's side (bc he couldn't get up, not with her sleeping against his chest)

"We didn't," he whispered, looking at the two sleeping beside them

Lando nodded his head

Max pinched the bridge of his nose

But then he looked at her, at the way she was sleeping against Lando

She looked so fucking cute

And then, without the feeling of Max against him, Charles scooted his body across the bed and threw his arms over her, sleeping against her

Lando carefully moved her off of him

she rolled against charles as lando and max left the room

"I can't believe we did that," max hissed as they left the bedroom

he looked around her living room, the memories of the night before coming back

"do you regret it?" Lando asked as he searched through her kitchen cupboards for a glass

Max shook his head

he couldn't regret it

back in the bedroom, she woke up

with charles holding her she woke up warm

cosy

happy

they'd been on her mind for the entire night

as soon as she closed her eyes she was dreaming of them

she kind of couldn't believe that they were really there when she woke up

"hey," charles muttered, his eyes closed, face against the pillow

"Hi," she responded, playing with his fingers against her stomach. "Do you guys want some breakfast?" she asked, but she and charles were the only ones in the room

the two got up

she pulled a robe over her body and charles pulled on his pants from the night before

"morning," she said to lando and max as she and charles walked out of the room

they echoed that, lando wearing a smile as he watched her and charles walk into the room

"do you guys want breakfast?"

"oh, you're the best," lando said as she pulled a pan from her cupboard

she grabbed things from her fridge

as she made them food, they constantly asked if they could help, but she waved them off, making them breakfast and placing it down in front of them

they wanted to talk about the night before, but nobody knew where to start

so, lando took the leap

"Would you guys want to do this again?" he asked

the other three hesitated before answering

max wanted to

she wanted to

charles wanted to

lando wanted to

but none of them knew what the others were thinking

what if one of them said no?

this time, max took the leap

"I'd do it again," he said before turning his attention back to his breakfast

slowly, the others nodded

"great," she said and pulled her phone from the pocket of her robe. "Gimme your numbers, we're making a groupchat"

[caplanbuckybarnes]

In the Lonely Shadows

Summary: Crowely's always there to help convince you everything's going to be okay after Dean leaves with Lisa & Ben.

Requested by my beloved wife @midnight-moonlight-and-mars sometime back in March. LOL, sorry it’s been forever, my love.

Request: I've got a Crowley request! It can be platonic or romantic. It takes place the year Sam is resurrected and dean is living with Lisa. The reader was close with the Winchesters but after the fight with Lucifer dean abandoned the reader to be with Lisa and cas never answers ( unrequited love maybe?) so the reader teams up with Crowley and becomes like a bounty hunter for him for Lucifer loyalists. 

A/N: It's technically not Crowley x reader since she's pining for Dean. Oops, but I hope you enjoy this all the same, my love.

WC: 1054

Warnings: mentions of loneliness, and blood, the reader feels abandoned and unloved, crowley’s nice, however.

Read on Ao3!

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It had been months since Dean had made his choice. The memory still stung—he chose normalcy, Lisa, and a life far from the chaos... far from you.

The moment Dean drove away to that suburban dream with Lisa and Ben, it was like a wound ripping open and never closing. You didn’t hear from him again, and there was no check-in or phone call—just silence. Castiel, too, was gone, leaving nothing but the ghost of his presence. Prayers went unanswered, and you were left alone with the echoes of battles fought and lives lost.

It was after Lucifer fell that everything seemed to break apart. Sam was gone—dead, you thought. Dean buried himself in the illusion of family, and you… well, you weren’t sure what you had anymore. There was no going back to who you were before the apocalypse, and your heart ached with unspoken feelings, ones that Dean never noticed.

He never loved you the way you loved him.

In the emptiness that followed, Crowley found you. The King of Hell always had impeccable timing. "You look like a stray," Crowley had said the night you crossed paths in some dingy bar in some forgotten town. "Lost your boys, I see. Shame. You were always good at what you do."

You could've walked away, but what was left? With nowhere to go and no one to fight for, you accepted Crowley’s offer—a devil's bargain, becoming a bounty hunter for Hell, tracking down Lucifer loyalists who still believed in the fallen archangel’s cause. It was dark work, but it was work, and it kept your mind from drowning in grief and longing.

The irony wasn’t lost on you. Hunting for Crowley meant betraying everything you’d once stood for, but that world had abandoned you first.

Months later, you stood in the ruins of an old church, blood splattered across the stone walls and broken angelic statues depicting Saints. The demon you’d tracked was a fanatic, a true believer in Lucifer’s return. You wiped your blade clean, not even flinching as the body burned to ash behind you. It was mechanical now—kill, move on. Feel nothing.

Crowley appeared, as he often did after a job well done. He smirked, his eyes gleaming with something close to pride. "Well done, love. Another one bites the dust."

You didn’t respond, just holstered your blade and looked out into the night. The stars were out, a stark reminder of the heaven you couldn’t reach, of the angel who had left without a word.

"You know, I’ve always admired your efficiency," Crowley continued, walking up beside you. "But there’s something hollow in it. Still pining for the good ol' days? For Dean? You haven’t been the same since the Moose and Not Moose fled away from the lifestyle."

The mention of Dean's name sent a wave of cold through you, but you kept your face neutral. Crowley was good at finding cracks in your armor, but you weren’t going to let him in. Not tonight.

"He made his choice," you said flatly. "I made mine."

"Yes, yes, he’s playing house while you do the dirty work. How noble of him," Crowley mocked, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "But you and I both know it’s eating you up inside. It’s killing you that he’s living a life that you so desperately crave with him."

You glanced at Crowley, your jaw tight. "What's your point?"

Crowley chuckled, his smile dark. "My point, darling, is that the past always catches up to us. Dean may think he can run from it, but he can’t. Sooner or later, he’ll come crawling back to this life—and to you. And when he does, what will you do? Welcome him with open arms? Or remind him of what he left behind?"

You stared at Crowley, his words sinking in deeper than you wanted to admit. You could pretend that Dean didn’t matter anymore, that you had moved on. But the truth was, no matter how many demons you killed or how many deals you made, there was still a part of you that longed for the life you had before everything went to hell. The part that still loved him. The piece of yur heart where Dean and Sam would wake you up in the mornings with the scents of breakfast wafting through the morning air.

But the man Dean had become—the one who chose Lisa, who walked away without a word—wasn’t the man you had fallen for. Maybe he never was.

"I don’t owe him anything," you said, though your voice sounded hollow even to you.

Crowley’s grin widened, a glimmer of satisfaction in his eyes. "That’s the spirit. But don’t be too quick to write him off. You never know when an old flame might reignite."

That night, alone in a dingy motel room, you sat on the edge of the bed, staring at your phone. You hadn’t tried calling Dean since the day he left, and you weren’t about to now. But your fingers hovered over Castiel’s number, the angel who had disappeared like smoke as Dean had done so long ago.

You had prayed to him, begged for his help, for some sign that you weren’t completely forsaken. But he, like Dean, was gone.

With a bitter sigh, you tossed the phone aside and laid back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. Maybe Crowley was right. Maybe the past never really stayed buried. But what did it matter? You had made your choice, too. You had become something else—something darker, harder.Something you hardly recognized when you’d glanced at your reflection.

The only thing that lingered was the ache. The unspoken words, the love that was never returned, and the haunting thought that in another life, maybe things could have been different.

But this was the life you had now, and there was no going back.

Outside, the world continued its chaotic dance of light and shadow, of good and evil. And you, standing somewhere in between, were left to hunt in the darkness. Alone.

The wind howled against the motel window, but you barely noticed as sleep finally claimed you, the weight of a broken heart your only companion, not noticing the door opening to see a figure standing in the threshold holding a quickly packed luggage bag.

[PART TWO]

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tags!

EVERYTHING PERM: @nekoannie-chan @kjs-s @notyourtypicalrose @mistressofallthingsgeeky

SPN FOREVER PERM: @amelia-song-pond @salt-n-burn-em-all @kenzieam @flamencodiva-reblogs @spn-fanfic-reblog-writes

DEAN WINCHESTER: @fandom-princess-forevermore

[avionvadion]

Everything's all fun and games until you're dragged into an even deeper slumber because a certain someone refuses to let you wake. Poor El is going through it, lol. Here's her Book Seven SSR card and groovy!

Versions without the blurring, lighting, and thorns under the cut.

The idea was "what if Eleanora had an SSR card based on book seven" so boom!

Real!Eleanora is fast asleep on Malleus' throne because now that's he's Overblotted he has gone full Yandere, and due to Silver, Sebek, and Grim's interference she gets dragged into an even deeper slumber (the original dream was her at the Valley living with Malleus as his consort/queen, a dream he actively conjured for her) because like hell is Overblot!Mal is gonna let her wake up or let them take her from him. Silver panics and jumps after her, because there's a good chance they won't be able to snap Malleus out of it without Eleanora's help, and Grim and Sebek are holding onto him.

They end up so deep in the darkness that Eleanora believes she's Ellis- and that he was never abducted due to the Senate's intervention and was never cursed by Maleficent. It's Eleanora living Ellis' life if he did manage to get his happily ever after and successfully marry Maleficent. Malleus is no longer able to find Eleanora as she’s in a dream where he does not “exist” as it is memories of a time before she knew him, and this infuriates him.

I do plan on them falling in even deeper when El starts to become "aware" and they start witnessing not just Eleanora's memories as Ellis- the real Ellis- but Maleficent's as well, because of how long her consciousness was intertwined with Ellis/Eleanora's soul, and that's when they learn about how she had been cursed and her past lives. Very much the "they're transparent as they're witnessing real memories, instead of being inside an active dream" kinda thing.

...And then after waking her they wind up in Lilia's dream, lol.

General Lilia is gonna lose it because Ellis is still fresh in his memory because Maleficent died, like, only a hundred years ago, so he's gonna clock her as Ellis' reincarnation so fast. And Eleanora gets to find out about Meleanor and it's like. What. Mal's mom is named what. Ah, okay. Understood. Do not use the full name. Strictly "El" or "Ellie" whilst in this war. Mmhm.

Her attire is also incredibly suspicious. Oh boy. And Lilia can sense that Draconia magic on her because Malleus has her name. Drat. Even more sus.

[eternalmoonlight18]

Please Please Please (Don't Prove 'Em Right) Chapter 7

Trafaglar Law x afab Female!Reader

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Chapter warnings: none!

Summary:

You are the Heart Pirates' beloved cook and sniper. However, you were also an insufferable troublemaker who always seemed to get on Law's nerves. He swears he's going to get rid of you one day, but as much as he hates it, why does he find you fascinating? Was it because you reminded him of someone he was greatly fond of?

As your relationship with Law grows, he only hopes you don't fucking embarrass him. After all, he has an image to uphold as one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

This story starts off as short stories between (Y/N), Law and the Heart Pirates, then picks up into the One Piece canon timeline, starting from Punk Hazard. This is a slow-burn Law x Female Reader story!

Updates every Monday!

Cross-posted in Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57651295/chapters/146705491

Chapter 7: Birds of a Feather

Chapter summary: You and Law finally meet the Strawhats, and Law proposes an alliance with them. A big secret is revealed, and you do the unthinkable to Law!

A/N: I'm alive! That Ao3 curse is real LOL but im okay now. I feel bad for being gone for two weeks so I'm going to whip up another chapter by Friday. Thank you for your patience friends!

ps. i gave lots of hints about your brothers in the previous chapters, so i hope everything makes sense LOL

I also created a taglist. Let me know if you want to be a part of it!

wc: 4.2k

The kitchen was your safe space. It always has, and it always will be. Your earliest memories of cooking were at DanDan's shack, where you lived with your three brothers and DanDan's band of thieves. While your three rowdy brothers made a ruckus in the nearby forest, you found your passion in the kitchen. The aroma that would fill that tiny shack filled the air as you cooked was one of your core memories growing up, and you couldn't help but dream about that time.

You recalled that one night when everyone was eating your cooking after a long day of criminal activities. You made spaghetti with roasted wild boar, and everyone seemed to enjoy it.

"This is amazing (Y/n)-chan!" your blond brother exclaimed. His cheeks were adorably filled with food as he continued to wolf down your food. 

"Yeah! I always love it when you cook!" your younger brother squealed as he took a whole mouthful of the boar's leg. 

Your elder brother, who remained quiet, refused to compliment cooking, but his actions said otherwise. He, too, like your other two brothers, was wolfing down his fifth bowl of spaghetti. You giggled at the sight, causing the boy to turn red in embarrassment. 

The thieves and Dandan were also shoving the food down their throats. 

"You're the best out of all these brats here! At least you know how to fill our stomachs!" the tall and burly woman praised. The compliment made you beam with a smile, much to the boys' dissatisfaction.

"HEY! Quit playing favourites, you hag!" your eldest brother shouted.

"Yeah! We're the ones who caught the boar! If we didn't catch it, then big sister wouldn't have cooked it!" the youngest exclaimed.

"It's so obvious that (Y/n) is your favourite." the blond boy huffed. 

You stuck out your tongue at your brothers. "Stupid! If I didn't cook it, all of you could've starved because none of you can cook for shit!" you retorted.

The four of you started to get into a physical quarrel until someone stomped into the cabin and hit your head. 

"QUIET YOU BRATS!" a deep voice boomed, and all of you froze. You knew that voice too well.

It was Grandpa Garp.

The four of you whined and groaned in pain as a large bump started to appear on your heads. When the boys realized that Grandpa Garp was the one who hit them, they proceeded to run to a corner in an attempt to get away from his monstrous strength. But you stood your ground and glared up at him.

"Old man! What was that for? I didn't even do anything!" you exclaimed.

The three brothers' faces fell. Dandan and the thieves started clamouring because they were afraid that Garp was going to cause a scene. 

The broad man started to smile like a madman. At this sight, your younger brother started to shiver with fear.

But unexpectedly, Garp simply picked you up and started to smother you with hugs and kisses, much to everyone's shock.

"My sweet (Y/n)! Oh, how I missed you!" he said as he peppered your cheeks with kisses.

"Let go of me, you old geezer! I can smell your stinky gross breath!" you grunted as you attempted to push away from his strong hold on you. However, your efforts were fruitless, and Garp continued to shower you with affection.

"Eugh, that's so disgusting!" The older raven-haired boy revolted.

"That old geezer never gets mad at older sister..." the youngest muttered in jealousy. 

"I bet you wish that were you right now, right Ace?" the blond teased the older boy.

"Say one more thing, Sabo, and I'll burn your stupid top hat right now!" Ace sneered back.

The whole cabin erupted in laughter at the chaos that ensued. As Ace and Sabo started to hit each other, the younger boy tried to join in, only to be pummeled at the same time by the two older boys. The poor, younger, raven-haired boy stumbled back and rubbed his cheeks in pain. 

"You guys are mean!" he whined as tears prickled in the corners of his eyes.

"No one asked you to jump in, Luffy!" Ace scoffed.

"Guys, help me!" you squeaked, breaking the boys' attention away from each other.

The three looked up at you, trying to break free from your grandfather's strong hug. They shrugged and continued to quarrel with each other.

You closed your eyes in defeat. Your sleep slowly caught up to you from a long day. But it was cut short by a loud bang.

BANG BANG BANG

Jolting awake, you found yourself sitting up from the bed. As you slowly scanned your eyes around the room, you realized that you had a vivid dream of your childhood. You sighed and smiled to yourself. As much as you found your brothers annoying, you couldn't help but miss them, especially Luffy, your younger brother. Some people said the two of you looked alike, while some said that the two of you looked nothing alike. But at the end of the day, Luffy and Garp were your first family, and as much as you wanted to get away from them, you always found yourself seeing them again.

BANG BANG BANG

You groaned. "What the hell is that noise?" you muttered to yourself. Getting up from the bed and throwing in a pair of comfy grey sweats, you walked out of the room and followed the sound of the loud bang. As you walked in the corridors of the laboratory, it seemed that the whole place went down in chaos when you overslept. Caesar's men were running around all over the place, and the siren was blaring. The speaker was replaying the same alert over and over again: intruders had breached the laboratory. 

You curiously walked up to a group of Caesar's men. "Hey, what's going on?" you asked. 

They looked at you in silence before they said, "Hey, aren't you with Trafalgar?" 

"Well, if I was, I wouldn't be here looking for him, would I?" you scoffed.

The men looked at each other, then faced you. "You're coming with us," they affirmed. They proceeded to grab your arm, but quick reflexes were your strength, so you used your free hand to grab the pistol that was strapped to your hip and shot the man who grabbed you on the head. The other two men tried to grab you as well, but you ducked and spun your leg to topple them over. 

Another group of men saw your assault and proceeded to go after you. 

"What the hell is going on?! Why is everyone chasing me!" you yelled. Running through the corridors, you ran for a good five minutes, avoiding every one of Caesar's henchmen. 

As you turned a corner, a door appeared down the hall. With the henchmen hot on your tail, you ran until the door was at your reach. Swinging the door open, the cold winter air hit your lungs. Unfazed by the sudden change in temperature, you ran out and slammed it shut behind you and barricaded it with a rod you found leaning against the wall. Once you realized that they couldn't burst through, you slumped against the door in exhaustion. 

You didn't realize that Law and a bunch of other pirates were staring at you.

You felt stares piercing into you. Facing up, your face lit up as you saw your captain looking at you with a stoic expression. Then, to his right, you saw a man dressed in a long striped coat with a strawhat on his head. You felt your eyes bulge out with surprise once you realized who you were looking at. 

"LUFFY?!" you exclaimed in shock.

The straw-hatted man turned his head, and his face broke out in a huge grin once his eyes landed on you. 

"BIG SIS!! HEY!!" he yelled back as he ran to you. Your younger brother engulfed you in a bear hug, and you reciprocated.

Meanwhile, everyone around you froze on the spot. Not because it was unbearably cold but because they were confronted with the biggest revelation, especially for Law. 

"Big sister?!" everyone around you exclaimed in surprise. 

You turn your head and see Law with the most bewildered expression you've ever seen in him express. While his eyes were deadpan and void, his mouth as agape as he bore his stormy eyes on you and Luffy.

"Oi Luffy!" the cyborg man, who oddly had a woman's voice, called out. "What do you mean, big sister? You're telling me that she's your big sister?!" 

"Yeah!" the tanooki animal called out, who oddly had a deep voice. "She's part of Trafalgar's crew and your sister?!"

Shaking off his shocked expression, Law marched up, wedged between you and Luffy, and faced the latter. 

"Hey, Strawhat-ya, you can't just accuse my subordinate as your sister!" you sneered.

Luffy simply gave Law a confused look. "Why would I lie about big sis (Y/n)?" he pouted.

The doctor's face twisted into a darker scowl. In an attempt to calm him down, you place a gentle hand on his left shoulder, which seems to temporarily work. The Strawhats, except for Luffy, raised their eyebrows in interest. 

"But wait, I've seen her bounty poster before, and it never mentions her last name!" The blond man with an oddly high-pitched voice called out. 

"Well, the reason for that is-" you started. But you promptly stopped as you realized what was going on with these people and why their voices didn't seem to match their appearances. Whipping your head to face your captain, your suspicions were confirmed when Law refused to meet your eyes as he turned his head to his side comically. A large tick appeared on your forehead as you grabbed the jacket collar of your dear captain. 

There was that one time when you, Penguin, Shachi, and Ikkaku all switched into each other's bodies. You ended up in Penguin's, and he ended up in your body, and you had to practically beg Law to switch you back before that perverted crewmate did god knows what to your body. 

And it seemed that your damned captain did it again, this time with your brother's crewmates. 

"You shambled their hearts, didn't you?!" you sneered at him.

"I don't know what you're talking about." he stoically said.

"Don't play dumb with me, captain, switch them back now!"

The Strawhats watched in amusement and giggled amongst each other.

"What's so funny, guys?" Luffy curiously asked as he picked his nose. A booger stuck to his index finger, and the Strawhat absentmindedly flicked it to the tanooki. 

"HEY! DON'T FLICK YOUR BOOGERS AT ME ASSHOLE!" he boomed angrily. 

"Shihihi! Sorry Chopper!" 

"It's Franky! I'm stuck in Chopper's body!"

"Oh, you airhead, can't you see? I think the warlord has a thing for your sister!" the cyborg giggled.

"Huh? A thing? What thing?" Luffy asked.

"Of course, you don't know, you're an idiot. Trafalgar fancies your sister. It's so obvious; the warlord never displays this much emotion." the blond man sighed. 

"Nami and Chopper are right, Luffy. It's interesting, to say the least." the dark-haired woman lightly giggled. 

"I still don't get it, Robin." the Strawhat pouted as he glanced at you and Law, who was now fully listening in on what the Strawhats had to say about your relationship. While Law's face remained annoyed at the fact that they were gossiping about him, a light tinge of red appeared on the tip of his ears, but they were unable to decipher if it was from the cold or embarrassment. You, on the other hand, were looking away and staring at the snowy ground as if it was the most interesting thing ever.

"If you guys are done gossiping about me and (Y/n)-ya, perhaps we can continue with our conversation." the doctor coolly said. 

"Hold it! Before we can agree to anything you say, you need to switch us back, Trafalgar!" Franky/Nami shrieked.

"Yeah!" everyone else agreed.

You elbowed your captain, earning a quick glare from him. But alas, he sighed and caved in and switched the hearts of the Strawhat members.

Luffy's crew quickly celebrated the return of their hearts to the bodies before Luffy continued.

"So, what did you want from us, Traffy?" he inquired.

You quietly hummed to yourself. "Traffy, I like that nickname."

"Your younger brother is a bad influence on you," Law muttered quietly. Then, he quickly continued. "I propose an alliance with my crew and your crew, Strawhat-ya. I have a plan to take down one of the Four Emperors."

A collective gasp and murmurs immediately sprung up amongst everyone.

"Hey, Luffy," Sanji/Nami spoke. "Traffy may be the captain of your sister, but we can't trust him."

"We're pirates, after all. You need to be careful of who you're going to make alliances with, Luffy." Robin warned him.

Confused, you tilted your head to the side. "I trust you guys, why can't you trust us?"

Robin looked at you with kind but hesitant eyes then looked back at the Strawhat. "Luffy, do you trust him?"

 Your younger brother flashed a bright smile with a gleam in his eyes. His crew deadpanned.

"He and his sister are too trusting!" they all thought simultaneously.

"Hold on," the long-nosed man who you learned was Ussop started. "Traffy, you may think that an alliance is a collaboration between two crews right?"

"Well yes, that's what it is." Law deadpanned.

Ussop started to pat his captain's back as he continued. "Well, that's not what he thinks. Our dear captain thinks that an alliance means being friends. Isn't that right Luffy?"

"Yep!" your brother exclaimed with an eye-splitting grin. 

You started to jump up and down with excitement. Facing Law again, you grabbed the sides of his arms and started to shake him aggressively. "Captain! How exciting is this?! We have new friends!"

"The hell we are (Y/n)-ya! Remember, this is a mission! And quit doing that; I have a reputation to hold here!" Law exclaimed.

"What reputation?"

"Did you forget I'm a warlord?"

"Oh, that! But you don't scare me!"

The tattooed doctor scoffed and looked back at Luffy and the Strawhats, who were staring at him. 

"Oi Traffy! You and big sis look like really close friends!" Luffy called out.

Law's ears turned bright red.

"Enough of this nonsense! Now, are you going to help me or not, Strawhat-ya?" Law pressed on. "Now let me explain what's going on; we're going to take down Kaido. But we need to take down his subordinates before we do so. Now, Doflamingo supplies Kaido with artificial Devil Fruits called SMILE and weapons. And Doflamingo gets the SMILE fruits here, with the production of SAD gas, which Caesar Clown is overseeing. Our goal right now is to take down Caesar's operation and take him hostage against Doflamingo. The rest will work out."

However, once Law finished his lecture, you and none of the Strawhats were listening.

"Okay! So it's time to take down this lab!" Luffy affirmed.

"You got it Lu! It's so good to see you again and to do something with you finally!" you giggled.

"Were any of you idiots listening?!" Law growled as he glared at you and Luffy.

You and your brother looked at each other, then looked at Law. But at the same time, both of your eyes averted to the side, refusing to look at the warlord with your mouths pouted to the side.

"Yeah, we heard everything..." you both muttered at the same time.

Law's face twitched in annoyance. "I should've known. They both have the same lying face." he thought.

"Both of you guys have terrible poker faces!" the Strawhats exclaimed.

"Oh, you guys are siblings alright." Chopper giggled.

You broke out of your lighthearted actions and frowned. "You also have to help with the kids that are trapped here. I'm assuming you guys encountered them?" you darkly said.

"Yeah! They were begging to let them out!" Franky exclaimed.

"Anyways, now that we're in an alliance, you have to help us save the kids as well. Caesar is using them as his guinea pigs!"

"That I can agree with!" the blond said with a high-pitched voice. For some reason, Nami was in Sanji's body even though Law switched back the hearts of the Strawhats.

"Now, wait a minute, we're only taking down this operation (Y/n)-ya." Law countered.

"You can't be that heartless to leave those kids behind captain!" you complained.

"Do not push my buttons again (Y/n)-ya!" Law growled.

However, instead of yelling back, you pulled an unusual move that was new to Law. You remember Bepo pulling off a cute look every time he was in pain or whenever he needed something from Law. And for some ungodly reason, the captain's usual stoic facade was no match for Bepo's adorable glossy eyes. 

And so, you decided to pull off the same move to convince your captain to save the kids as well.

As you predicted, it worked a little too well.

"Please? Can we rescue the kids?" you begged him sweetly with glossy eyes.

As soon as you hit Law with those cute eyes, the poor man became immobile. He bore his steely eyes onto yours, and a bright blush bloomed across his pale cheeks. His pupils started to quiver, unable to hold his feelings of cuteness and aggression.

You inched closer and brought your face closer and pressed on, trying to break his resolve and to agree with you to rescue the poor kids. However, what you didn't predict is that he was going to transport you away from the group.

And that's what he did.

"Shambles." the doctor muttered, and within a split second, you and Law were teleported away from the group and into the middle of nowhere.

"Wha-" you stuttered, your ass hitting the pillowy snow on the ground. "Hey, what was that for you asshole?!"

You looked up to the looming man in front of you. His eyes were darkened and he was trembling.

You scoffed, unfazed by his spontaneous behaviour. "And why the hell are we away from Luffy and his crew?! I thought we were going to be in an alliance with them?!" 

The tattooed captain suddenly grabbed your sweater and hoisted you up to face him. His tattooed hands roughly cradled your cheeks as he finally revealed his face to you once more. He was still blushing, but his eyes held emotions of embarrassment and anger.

"You need to watch how you act around other people (Y/n)-ya! I don't care if it's your brother and his crew, I have a reputation to uphold here!" he growled.

Your head tilted in confusion. "Why are you so concerned with your reputation? You're already scary enough to anyone; you're a warlord for fucks sake captain!"

"I need to be taken seriously here!" he continued to lecture you.

"Let go of my cheeks!" you demanded as you squirmed to be free from his grasp. You successfully got Law to unhand your cheeks, but it didn't seem to faze him as he continued to ramble. 

"Just for once, I need everything to go according to plan! Do you know how long I've been planning this for? This isn't just about taking down an Emperor (Y/n)-ya, this is about avenging-"

Sick of hearing his rambling, you frantically grabbed the collar of his black coat, brought his face down to your level and gave a rough peck on his cold pale cheeks.

For once in his 26 years of life, Trafalgar Law has shut down.

The kiss only lasted two seconds, but for him, it lasted for five. He swore that his heart stopped, then started to run on five shots of espresso. 

You didn't think much of it, sure you harboured attraction towards your dear captain, but you saw how stressed he was regarding this whole mission, and quite frankly, you were tired of hearing him yap nonstop, so your mind conjured the most ridiculous thing you could think of and kissed him on the cheek.

Though your lips were chapped from the cold, you briefly felt his cool, soft cheek and a bit of his stubble as you pecked him.

Once he shut up, you pulled away, put your hands on your hips and started lecturing him. Law remained very still as he was processing what just happened.

"Captain, I understand that everything is happening now, and you're nervous about it going wrong. But for Neptune's sake, can you please shut up?! Calm down! It's going to be alright!" you pleaded.

The tattooed captain finally broke out of his frozen state and looked at you. "You- you!" he stuttered.

You flashed a mischievous grin. "What, a handsome man like you never got a kiss on the cheek?" you teased him.

That comment seemed to trigger him even more. "H-handsome?!" he squeaked. He was being completely out of character, and you were living for it.

You burst out into hearty laughter. "I'm just kidding, captain! Now, since you've calmed down, can we please also rescue the kids along with this whole plan to destroy the lab?" you asked.

Bewildered, Law covered his face with the brim of his fur hat and shook himself to calm down. Once his emotions settled, he looked up and faced you, with the usual stoic facade gracing his features once more. 

"Why do you want to rescue those kids so bad?" he inquired.

You hummed before you gave him your answer. "They reminded me of Luffy and me before we found our family." you finally answered.

The doctor's face softened at this confession. He knew that the past was a sensitive topic, and he didn't want to press on further out of respect. "I see. Very well, I'll help with rescuing the kids. You could've told me that in the first place before you pulled that ridiculous stunt. Speaking of which, where did you learn that from?"

"Isn't it obvious? From Bepo!" you giggled as you tried to eat the falling snow around you.

Law shook his head and softly smiled. "You're always full of surprises (Y/n)-ya. But can you please tone it down especially now that we're going further into the mission? Just please don't embarrass me is all I ask of you."

"No promises, cap! Did you like my surprise of giving you a peck on the cheek?" you cheerfully asked. You were met with a deadpanned face from your captain, but a light red was tinging his ears once again.

"Don't say stupid things like that! Now, let's head back," he demanded. Taking one more look at you, the man grunted. "Aren't you cold? You're only wearing long sleeves and joggers (Y/n)-ya," he asked.

You looked down at your outfit and jumped, suddenly realizing that you were severely underdressed for the weather. You screamed and latched onto your captain as you were looking for immediate warmth.

"CAPTAIN!! LET ME IN YOUR COAT!" you chittered.

Law scoffed and reluctantly opened his coat and zipped it up with the two of you inside. "We're heading to your room first and picking up your coat before we head back to the Strawhats," he muttered.

"So toasty~" you sighed as the tattooed doctor muttered something along the lines of "she's going to the be the death of me one day" as he Shambled the two of you back inside. 

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BONUS SCENE

"Hey Luffy, so how did you and (Y/n) grow up together?" Chopper asked.

"Well, she was kind of boring. While Ace, Sabo and I were out in the forest, she always stayed behind cooking! She makes the most yummy foods!" Luffy exclaimed. "Oh wait! There was this one time when we pranked Grandpa by drawing on his face while he was sleeping. He was super mad, but for some reason he only punished me and not big sis." he pouted.

Luffy's crew burst out into laughter at the story. 

"I see, you and (Y/n) are truly birds of a feather!" Robin said with a smile.

"What? We're not birds, we're people!" Luffy declared, clearly confused by the metaphor.

"You dumbass, what Robin meant was you and your sister are alike!" Sanji/Nami explained.

The Strawhat hummed in agreement. "I guess so! I'm glad that I got to see her again, but she never told me that she was with Traffy!" 

"Yeow! They make a pretty cute pair, don't you think?" Franky piqued up.

"Yeah! They look like best friends to me!" Luffy agreed.

The crew looked at each other and sighed. "Our captain is a total airhead, you guys." Ussop sighed.

"What?" Luffy pouted.

Robin gave a soft smile to her captain. "You'll see it for yourself soon Luffy."

A bright smile appeared on his face. "I can't wait to be friends with them!" he giggled.

The rest of the crew started to chat amongst themselves as they waited for Law and (Y/n) to come back so that the alliance would be finally brought to action.

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👒 trevor zegras realizing that his new gf is nothing compared to what you were

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 | tz¹¹

♡ ─ word count | 937

♡ ─ warnings | so much angst, idek what i was on (this week was terrible, okay?) drunk!trevor, comparing y/n and new gf and just overall angst.

♡ ─ ev's notes | god angsty trev content makes me so miserable LOL, i this doesn't ruin ur night

Trevor sighed as he stumbled into his home, shutting the door after him. His eyes were red and his clothes smelled like alcohol once again, he wasn't sure the last time he hadn't went drinking. As he walked through his vacant home, his heart felt empty. He felt weak and numb at the same time, he didn't really understand what had happened the last three months.

He found his bedroom door and drunkenly stumbled in the room, falling onto the bed wearily. His mind somehow wandered off to you once again and he felt the pain seep into his heart once again. You and Trevor had been broken up for almost six months now but he still thought of you every single day without a doubt, even with his new girlfriend.

You were his first everything - his first kiss and his first love and he thought that you were gonna be last, as well. However, things didn't go his way. Somewhere along the line, Trevor became everything he was afraid of and eventually, you had left; the one thing who was stable in his life.

As Trevor lay there, staring at the ceiling, the old memories flooded his mind. He couldn't shake the image of your face, the way you used to smile at him, the warmth of your embrace that now felt like a distant dream, something he couldn't believe. But now, he was slowly beginning to forgot the sound of your sweet voice and the way you used to laugh. He closed his eyes, willing himself to hold onto those memories just a little while longer, afraid that once they were gone, there would be nothing left of you.

His new girlfriend was nothing more than a temporary distraction, a feeble attempt to fill the void you had left behind. She didn't understand him like you did, didn't see the broken pieces he tried so hard to hide from the world. Sure, she looked like you but she was nothing like how you were.

She didn't understand his sarcasm or his jokes. She didn't laugh the way you did, she didn't talk like you did and she could never compare to you - she wasn't even in the same league. In her presence, Trevor felt more alone than ever, more aware of the gap that separated him from the happiness he once had known. He longed for the comfort of your embrace and the sound of your voice whispering reassurances in his ear, but she could never provide that comfort.

He couldn't escape the truth – she was a placeholder, a temporary fix to numb the pain of his heartbreak. Each moment spent with her only served as a reminder of what he had lost: the intimacy, the connection and the comfort that came effortlessly with you were now replaced with a mere attempt at a "relationship." Your absence had left a void that no one else could ever fill, and this new relationship felt like a desperate attempt to grasp at something familiar. No matter how hard he tried to convince himself otherwise, Trevor knew that she could never compare to you. You were in a league of your own, a rare gem in a world of imitations, and he had let you slip through his fingers without fully realizing how special you truly were.

You were there for him when no one was. When no one had believed in him, you believed in him, telling him he was worthy of his dreams. You stood by Trevor's side through the darkest of times, your unwavering faith in him was the reason he had achieved his dreams. You were his rock, through everything. Your belief in him had breathed life into his heart, igniting a fire within him to pursue his dreams with determination. You saw the potential within him, the raw talent waiting to be unleashed and you refused to let him settle for anything less than his best. But somewhere along the way, he had lost sight of what truly mattered, had let his own insecurities and fears cloud his judgment. He had taken your love for granted, he knew that now. He just wished you didn't hated him with all your might, but could he blame you?

He had shattered your trust, broken your heart, left you to pick up the pieces on your own and embarrassed you. He had torn down the walls you had worked so hard to build around your heart, leaving you vulnerable. He fucked up so bad, he began hating himself too.

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Hello!! What about the M6 with an Mc who still sleep with stuffed animals?? I still need to lol

The Arcana HCs: When MC sleeps with plushies

~ I hope you're ready for some lighthearted, tooth-rotting fluff anon! this one's dedicated to Pooh-boo, my loyal dream guardian of 22 years, and his many friends. thanks for the lovely prompt! - brainrot ~

Julian

Hey, you do you! If it helps you with stress or sleep then he's not one to judge

Seriously though, does it actually help with sleep? What about nightmares, does it help with nightmares? It does? Good to know, good to know ...

He will ask you if they have names and personalities and then suggest you introduce them to him. He will also jokingly introduce himself to them and thank them for their service

He now refers to them as "the children"

If you have any kind of discussion or lighthearted disagreement he will bring up "the children" and tell you that they're on his side

No really, they think he should stay up a few more hours too! They're so invested in seeing how this study turns out, you wouldn't deprive the children of that, now would you MC?

You should really join him at the Rowdy Raven tonight, MC! The children will be fine for a few hours, they think it would do you good as well. Malak can babysit them!

Speaking of Malak, if you get a raven plushie at any point in time it's Julian's favorite child

He will threaten to replace Malak with it if he doesn't behave

He doesn't mind you bringing the plushies to bed as long as he's still the main thing you're snuggling with. He has been known to wake up holding one with no idea how it got there

Asra

They think it's the most adorable thing they've ever witnessed, please never stop, it'll make them so sad not to see you all cuddled up and cute like that

Will snuggle them with you if you're okay with it

Makes a habit of bringing one back from every trip, in all the colors of the rainbow. Sometimes he'll name them in advance and concoct a ridiculous backstory for when he introduces them to you

Back when you were still recovering, they would sometimes leave a dab of their perfume on one of them so you wouldn't miss them too much at night

When you realized that he missed you on his trips too, you went out and got him a small one to fit in his bag and keep him company

They cried a little after you gave it to them (without letting you see)

It really helped him cope with your memory loss to know that you still wanted to be a part of his life, even when your condition and his isolating habits made it difficult

They have a favorite of your plushies and will cuddle it in front of you before they leave so it's charged full of all their snuggles to share with you while they're gone

Faust likes hiding in the pile of them and playing peek-a-boo, popping her little head out at random intervals

She refers to all of them as comfy friend and will threaten anyone who laughs at them

Nadia

Very, very surprised when she finds out, to the point of being momentarily speechless

She's not judging you at all. She just figures that it's a specifically MC thing that you like to do, even if she doesn't understand the appeal

When you start sharing her chambers with her she's initially a little put off by having them in her space

Not because she dislikes them, but because they're seen as childish and she's spent the last thirty years at least doing her best to distance herself from any and all childishness possible

She still likes to spoil you though, so she will regularly purchase new ones for you until you have enough to bury yourself in them

You notice she tends to get owl-themed ones, especially when they're made of similar material to her comfier clothes

She does grow to like them eventually

There's even a few well-founded rumors that she was spotted talking to them when you weren't around for her to verbally process her thoughts

Looking at them becomes almost as soothing as meditating

She will never admit to any of these things

Funnily enough, she does feel the need to be in a different room from them whenever she wants to heat things up with you a little. Something about their innocent little gaze freaks her out

Muriel

He doesn't say anything the first time he sees you hunker down with one, but his face and his mind are both screaming "What."

Genuinely did not know that anyone past the age of five could do that

Assumes that it's because you don't have a familiar yet and this is your way of coping. He knows he sleeps much better with Inanna around

He suddenly decides that he likes your habit when Morga makes several negative comments about it on your trip South. He'll quietly suggest you put it between the two of you so it doesn't roll out

He knows they're important to you, so he makes sure to have a good spot for them in the hut when you move in

Ideally somewhere out of Inanna's reach. You both know she probably doesn't care that much but neither of you wants to find out how quickly she could rip one to shreds if she felt like playing

He does find that they're very soothing to hold and squeeze sometimes, especially after a taxing day

He'll come inside and carefully wash his hands before sitting by the fire with one, idly smoothing his massive fingers over it if he accidentally squeezes too hard

If you charge one full of your cuddles and hand it to him to keep him company while you're gone, he'll turn bright red and sweat

He will keep it nearby and safe until you return though

Portia

She laughs when she finds out

Not the mean kind of laugh, the friendly kind of laugh that thinks it's a little silly but in a good way and very endearing

She loves how cozy they make the cottage feel. Don't just keep them in a heap, put some on the couch! On the chairs to hold a place for unexpected guests! By the fire, but not too close!

She never sleeps with them herself, but she doesn't mind them joining you at all

She does like playing with them though

Most of the time it's just to tease you. She'll hold one in front of her face and wake you up with a silly voice

Other times, if she's bored and in a very specific mood, she'll go full storyteller mode and use them to act out entire epics

The last novel she read? It's being dramatically reenacted on your stomach, complete with little red ribbons for the backstabbing scene:

"Blood! Blood! Blood! And ... DEATH."

You will never be able to read Hamlet the same way again

You were worried that Pepi might try to test out her claws on them but it turns out that she likes to nap in them instead. Which makes her hard to spot, because she is also very small and fluffy and cute

Portia once used an old skirt of hers to make you one for when she took an ambassador trip without you. It's your favorite

Lucio

When he first saw you holding one as a ghost he laughed so hard it made you jump

Gave you so much grief for it at first that Asra finally snapped and threatened to shove one up his -

- you know what, that would be too cruel to the plushie in question

He didn't comment on it again, and later apologized quietly once he had more practice acknowledging his mistakes

He still secretly thinks it's babyish until you ask him to hold one for you while you're juggling your traveling pack

It's so ... soft. And oddly comforting

Tries to hide the fact that he's reluctant to give it back when you're ready to hold it again

But now he reminds you to bring it to bed every night, because you sleep better with it, right? Yeah, no other reason

Except that you keep waking up with it missing, only to find it snuggled under his chin

He claims every time that it just got there because he was cuddling you, and doesn't say anything when you start bringing at least two to bed instead

Throws a fit when you get him one of his own because he's scared that his gauntlet might tear it. He names it five minutes later and now they're inseparable

He got one each for Mercedes and Melchior so they aren't tempted to chew on any of yours. Or his

[multifariousqueer]

Ok here’s my request and it’s not smut so don’t worry lol.

What if like Yn tried sneaking into Mike’s room with some good news or smth and she catches him doing the deed with another girl so she decides to leave and then he’s blowing up her phone but she cuts him off. Idk just angst angst and more angst lol

Ofc love!!!

A/n: It’s good to be back writing fluff, hopefully no one has an issue with this but if they do, oh well🤷🏽‍♀️. As always, feel free to request, just know if it’s a smut req, it’s gonna be written on AO3. Speaking of Ao3, follow it, its in my bio ❤️

Warnings: Cheating, suggestivness, language, reader being a boss as bitch and cutting Miles off, angst, brief mentions of vomit, breaking in, toxicity

“Congratulations, Y/n L/n you were admitted into (your dream college). We look forward to seeing you in the fall!” the admissions letter read

It felt like you were working towards this your whole life; your parents sacrificed everything to send you to a great school like Visions and they spent a ton of money investing into your future. To be honest, it seemed like a fever dream at first; you had wanted to go here since you were 11 and you were making your younger self so proud

You decided to call Miles and tell him the good news. Your parents were already informed and they were throwing you a party that weekend and you had told your friends, the only thing left to do was to tell the man you loved most in the entire world and his family that took care of you like their own.

You tried calling but it went straight to voicemail. This was unlike Miles because he never left you on delivered and he never declined your calls, even when he was doing Spiderman stuff. You decided to take a short walk over to his dorm to see if he was okay, since if he wasn’t home, Ganke was and you could just ask him where Miles was. So, you grabbed the letter, your phone and your bag and walked the 10 minute walk over to his dorm.

When you reached his dorm, you heard moaning and it sounded like the bed was hitting the wall. Your heart dropped to your stomach and tears welled in your eyes.

“no. It can’t be, Miles would never” you tried to reason with yourself

You knocked on the door and you immediately heard an “oh shit” come from the room, followed by shuffling. You begged and pleaded with God that this was all a mistake, a dream gone wrong, something other than what it was.

When no one answered for a second, you opened the door with the spare Miles gave you and you saw him on top of another girl. The girl was blonde, blue eyes, tallish, had an eyebrow piercing and looked like she could dog walk your ex-boyfriend

“m-Miles?” you questioned

“Y/n, It’s not what it looks like; I promise” He said frantically, trying to come towards you as you backed into the door

You felt sick to your stomach; it felt like someone dropped a two ton weight on your chest and crushed your heart. Miles and you shared some of the best and worst moments of your lives together and you never in a million years, thought that he would cheat on you. His mother raised him better than this and in that moment, you considered calling her to tell her what a whore she raised. You ran out of the room and to a trash can where you vomited, your stomach emptying all of it’s contents and hopefully, all of the memories you shared

“OMG ARE YOU OKAY?” Miles questioned

“GET AWAY FROM ME” You said, running away

He quickly webbed you in an attempt to explain but you weren’t having it

“How could you do this to me?” you kept whispering as he pulled you close and attempted to kiss your forehead and hug you

“I-I don’t know, it just happened. I still love you, Y/n I’m so sorry” Miles said, tears pouring through his eyes

You stood there motionless, numb and with tears glossing over your cheeks. This moment didn’t feel real, it felt like someone took you out of your body and Miles was hugging your shell.

He let you go but not before you looked in his eyes and said:

“I’ve been there for you for four years. I have been your girlfriend, engineer, friend, and in some cases, your mom. I feel so sorry that a beautiful soul like her could raise a poor excuse of a son like you. Don’t call me, text me or do anything to me. You just lost the only person who truly cared about you”

Miles just looked at you with rage and sadness in his eyes. His mouth was slightly agape but you just shoved your letter in his chest and stormed off.

You told your entire family, friend group and Miles’ parents about the affair and they all took your side. Miles’ mom was especially hurt, seeing as she saw you as a surrogate daughter

“Dios mío, Mija. I’m so sorry, from all of us No sé dónde me equivoqué(I don’t know where I went wrong)” She said, offering you a hug and a kiss on the cheek

“Gracias, Mama Rio but there wasn’t anything you could do about it. He made that choice to sleep with her and he has to live with the fact that he lost me forever” you spoke into her chest

“Si, si. I know it hurts but you’ll find someone one million times better than him, prometo” she said

“Thank you so much for understanding. I’ll still come over and participate in family functions if you’d like.” you spoke, even though your relationship with Miles was gone, you still valued your relationship with his mother

“Of course, mija. You’ll always have a home here” she said warmly

She wiped your tears and you headed for the door where you saw Miles. It had only been three days but he still looked disheveled, sad and had bags big enough to carry a gallon of milk under his eyes.

“Y/n, please listen-“ he started

You put in your headphones as you walked away, heading for the subway and fetching a taxi. Your friends already knew and were waiting for you in your dorm with chick flicks and food

“Heyy, we heard about the news. We’re so sorry, and we are here if you need anything” your roommate(your best friend) said

“Yeah” they all agreed

This time, the tears in your eyes were from the support you were getting, you smiled and sat down as they gave you your pajamas and slept over

The next week was a blur of you going to classes, Miles trying to speak to you, your friends talking about how shitty he was and people sending their condolences. You guys were the one couple people thought would never break up so this came as a shock to everyone. The Morales family send flowers(paid for with Miles’ allowance) and food, your family offered to come get you one million times, your friends comforting you in any way possible and even your teachers being a bit more lenient with you.

Miles was a train wreck on the other hand, he was broke, sad, and alone. Miles barely showed up for classes and when he did, he looked awful and stank. Where a clean, soft, sweet boy had once been; he was replaced by a crumb bumb who couldn’t keep his grades, friends or family afloat. The only person there for him was the girl he cheated with and he didn’t even want her anymore. He craved your sweet scent, your infectious laugh, your cooking, your kindness and your intelligence and so much more. Everything reminded him of you and it was killing him, even Ganke stopped talking to him.

People whispered in the halls as you two would walk through and even in the classes you had together. You had moved your seat away from him and your teachers were gracious in granting your request.

It was now nearing Summer and you were grabbing your things, smiling and getting ready to leave to your dream school. You had given Miles’ stuff back(lead to him begging for you back but you just left), erased any pictures of y’all together, said goodbye to his family and had wiped your hands clean of him. You began to feel like yourself again; you changed your hair, clothes, makeup and hangout spots(you avoided any graffiti clad buildings because you knew Miles would frequent there), you even went on a few dates

Most of them were a bust until you met one, his name was Thomas and he was nice and he was good looking. Where Miles and you differed, you and Tom came together. You shared common interests and you felt happy for the first time in a while. It began to feel like you had your groove back and you were a whole new person

It was a gorgeous summer day, the sun was shining and the birds were chirping; you had just gotten back from a cafe date with Thomas where you talked about nothing but everything at the same time, he offered to walk you home and gave you his sweater. You held his hand as you reached your apartment.

“wanna come inside?” you had asked for the first time

“yeah, sure. Only if you’re okay with it, I mean-“ he stammered

“I’m fine with it.” you smiled

You lead him to your apartment and kicked off your shoes.

“Hey, where’s your bathroom?” Thomas asked

“It’s right down the hall” you called, grabbing the remote and lighting a candle

“Okay, thanks babe” he called

“Hey who are- AHHH” Thomas screamed

“THOMAS. THOMAS?? OH MY GOD ARE YOU OKAY?” you asked, running to the bathroom where you saw Thomas webbed to a wall with a figure standing in front of him

“Miles?” you asked in disbelief

“Hola, Mami” he smirked

[yaksha-lover]

I'm not sure if you're still taking requests but if you are, do you think you could write a short drabble about Malleus missing Yuu after they've gone home to the point of feeling haunted? Like the feeling is so immense and overwhelming to him that he feels unwell and everything reminds him of them. Just a lot of angst and stuff lol. I hope this ask was clear enough and thank you for taking the time to read it, I really love your writing!

Malleus dreams of you, most nights.

Sometimes of old memories, sometimes of futures that will never come to pass. It’s bittersweet, if not lovely, to distract himself with an illusion.

Sometimes he dreams the two of you aren’t who you are in this world; that maybe in another life you’re born into the same universe and he isn’t destined to be a king. That the two of you live a normal life together, just like anyone else.

He can’t fool himself for long. Something is always off; the specks of colour in your eyes not quite right or your smile vague. It only adds another layer of agony, forcing him to curse his own fallible memory when he realizes he is beginning to forget what you look like.

When he passes by the bench on campus where he’d told you a joke he’d stolen from Lilia and he realizes he can no longer recall the charming sound of your laughter, making his heart flutter almost painfully.

Even the gargoyles around Ramshackle dorm cannot entice him to walk that path again. It’s too much to see your former home, to let himself forget for a moment and knock on your door before remembering you will never be there to open it again.

Time, Lilia tells him. You will be okay. In time.

Even his guardian seems unconvinced by his own words, doing his best to comfort Malleus. He appreciates the sentiment, but the words are empty to him.

It seems inevitable that there’s something that will never quite be the same again in his world. No one else is you, after all. How can one recreate the exuberant feeling of swimming in the ocean with a mere puddle? The warmth and light of the sun with a campfire? Anything, no, anyone else simply pales in comparison, a cheap imitation which only serves to irritate him.

The others are worried about him, he can tell. Lilia comments when Malleus only picks at his plate during dinner time, trying to joke that he will loose his strength without sustenance. Silver gives his own words of concern, asking Malleus how he is doing. Sebek offers to make him any dish to return his appetite, vowing to do whatever it takes to keep him happy and healthy. For a moment, Malleus thinks of asking if Sebek will bring you home to him.

Sometimes he wonders if he made you up in his head. You were like an angel to him, a being so perfect that he could look at you and spend hours wondering how you were even real. Could it be his lonely imagination conjured some illusion to satiate him? To stop him from falling further and further into the depths of his own mind?

The only ones who seem to share in his grief are Grim and your two Heartslabyul friends. He’d never been the friendliest with them before, beyond basic curtesy, but he sometimes finds himself seeking them out now. It’s a bit comforting for Malleus to see that he is not the only one in the world who remembers you, nor the only one shaken by your absence.

Grim, perhaps, shares in his experience the most. The beast is uncharacteristically solemn, these days. He is the one who answers the door at Ramshackle when Malleus knocks. He supposes they give each other false hope, in that way. Malleus knocks, hoping that you’ll open the door. Grim opens it, hoping it’s you knocking.

He wants to be angry with you. For befriending him, for making him love you, for leaving him behind. But how can he? Falling in love was neither his choice nor your own. As for leaving him…it seems you did not feel the same, and that is not something he can fault you for.

You were his everything, but it seems he was just not worth leaving your own everything behind.

[someverygaymoth]

what would NM’s brother think abt his OSDD, would he be upset he never knew and could’ve been making their life harder, use it against them in battle, or neutral like it doesn’t have anything do do with him anymore. What abt all three, he’s mad at himself for not noticing and making their harder, but the stars are in a rlly bad spot and need any advantage against them, besides the fact him feels disconnected from the years him and NM spent apart. And what does the gang think abt that????

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There are so many ways that this could go and all of them are so interesting!

Dream having no idea until they make a truce, where Nightmare nervously comes clean. Dream is confused at first, "we were only made with one soul... I don't understand." Nightmare gives him some books on the subject, Dream thanks him and does his best to be understanding and promises to look at the books.

He does look at the books and cries for several hours straight when he reads over the causes, which Nightmare neglected to mention during their conversation. Dream's best equation to what's going on is that Nightmare's original soul was broken into pieces. This is a comparison that hurts him severely, but does help him to understand.

Dream ends up reading way way more than the books NM gave him. He feels like he has so much to make up for.

The gang would definitely be a little protective of Nightmare, careful to make sure that Dream is doing what he should to support him, but they back off a little once they see he does.

That's one silly option

Another (which I love) is:

Dream is totally plural too, and just hasn't realized. Which I think is super likely. They're twins, after all, same genetic thresholds, same horrible trauma in two different fonts, that's a recipe for two plural little guys.

Dream talked to Ink about the voices and feeling distant at one point, and massive holes in his memory and ink was like, "Oh dw that's normal, lol" so he never brought it up again, because why would he? It's normal. (Ink is an idiot, and also something is definitely wrong with that freak /aff)

Nightmare talks to dream about it after the truce and Dream is like "wait what? That's possible? That's a thing?"

And NM is sort of apprehensively like... "yeah?"

"I thought everyone heard the voice people!"

"The voice people???"

"Is that not... isn't that normal???"

"No that's not normal. How many do you hear??"

"Uh..." Dream squints a little and starts counting on his fingers.

"D- wait stop. Okay, you hear more than one?"

"Yeah... like three or four i think."

"Dream you're only supposed to hear one, at the most."

"Really?? No, you're playing a trick on me."

"I am not. I'm serious! You can ask anyone!"

"You're kidding!"

"I'm not! Call anyone, right now!"

Dream calls Blue, and they ask Killer, and Horror, and he calls a lust variant he knows— all of them answer the same.

"There's really a word for it?"

"Oh my stars."

"I didn't know!"

"How did you think that was normal!?"

"Ink told me it was!"

"You listened to that IDIOT!?!???"

"hey, that 'idiot' is my friend! ... sort of."

"Brother."

"Okay I see your point. How was I... how were... I don't know how I was supposed to know?"

"You're... you're not, really. I don't blame you. It's not bad."

"It isn't?"

"No."

"What do I do? What did you do?"

"I... we talked to the people that love us."

"Oh."

"We researched... we worked... we... just lived. Mostly."

"That.. doesn't sound too bad."

And the third evil option:

Dream finds out from one of the bad boys, accidentally, and uses it against them. He starts purposefully triggering switches/flashbacks in battle (it's not hard to figure out what'll get him the results when they've gone through the same trauma), doing mean things to get what he needs, just generally being awful.

I don't usually write Dream as such an opportunist as this might make him, but I can definitely see Dream finding out from one of the boys slipping up in battle, looking into it, crying his eyes out, talking to the stars because he doesn't realize it's not his secret to tell... Ink would 100% use this against him if given the opportunity. He knows enough about the things that have hurt Dream to know what'll hurt NM too.

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labyrinth | aa23

"uh-oh, I'm falling in love, oh no, I'm falling in love again"

summary: it's safe to say she wasn't expecting to fall in love so quickly after just ending a five-year relationship, but alex albon was just everything she needed without even realizing it

warning: overall fluff with a little hint of angst, rom-com vibes, brother's best friend, recent breakup, mentions of falling out of love with someone, reader's ex has a name (Harry), mentions of Alex breaking his collarbone when he was cycling with George (I still remember laughing so hard when I read about this lol), reader completely clueless that her feelings are reciprocated, big romantic gesture in the end, swearing

pairing: alex albon x russell!reader

word count: 3.9k

note: everything in bold are song references and in italic are thoughts, which includes memories from the past.

living for the rom-com content this week! haha, I hope everyone enjoys their daily dose of sweet, fluffy, perfect alex because he owns my heart and I'm always a sucker for the brother's best friend trope! haha

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"It only hurts this much right now"

Was what I was thinkin' the whole time

Breathe in, breathe through, breathe deep, breathe out

I'll be gettin' over you my whole life

Having the painful realization that you fell out of love with someone you still adore immensely feels almost like losing touch with reality for a moment.

All of a sudden, your entire life changes.

You find yourself loving old memories more than the opportunity to create new ones. 

You feel afraid of leaving all the plans and all the dreams you spoke of fulfilling behind.

You realize you're trapped in the past, stuck in the old idea you still have preciously stored in your head of how they used to be.

Y/N felt like she was losing a part of herself now that Harry was gone.

It was five years together after all. Five years of ups and downs, of laughter and tears, of happiness and anger, of dreams and nightmares.

But as much as she tried to find the butterflies she felt at the beginning in every detail of him, when the young woman looked at her long-time partner she could only see traces of what they once were.

Stupidly, it hurt more that they'd broken up on nice terms. Maybe if they'd had a dramatic, fiery ending she'd have had an easier time moving on.

But fuck, he was still one of the best people she'd ever met. Things just weren't working anymore and their paths didn't seem to align anymore.

Y/N was more than convinced that she would be getting over him her whole life.

At that point, her only source of sanity was her brother's unconditional support. Well... Sanity might have been a strong term.

George had become a true helicopter brother, constantly glued to her side, even if it meant dragging her around the world with him.

It had been a month since Y/N and Harry had been separated and the girl had managed to cross three continents in that time. What a fancy way to deal with heartbreak.

But in one of the few moments when the younger Russell managed to escape her sibling's watchful eyes, Y/N found herself with tears in her eyes, her heart shattered on the floor and her head spinning.

As much as she tried to suppress the sobs that were coming out of her mouth, her cries did not go unnoticed by the attentive ears of the Thai driver who passed by the Mercedes motorhome on his way to visit his best friend.

You know how scared I am of elevators

Never trust it if it rises fast

It can't last

Taking a detour from his previously planned route, Alex carefully approached the crying girl, placing a hand on her forearm which made her turn towards him abruptly.

He felt a tightness in his chest as soon as he saw her smudged, red eyes. "Hey little Russ, are you okay?"

Y/N quickly wiped her eyes with the back of her black long sleeve, putting on a forced smile. "Alex, hey! Oh, it's nothing, I'm okay. Don't worry."

"You were always a terrible liar, you know that?" The boy leaned against the wall, his eyes still fixed on hers. "You can talk to me, Y/N. I promise I'll take your secrets to the grave. Scout's honour!"

The young woman laughed. She knew that the driver was someone she could trust. After all, he had been a constant presence in her life for many years now through George, even if she was never that close to him.

"It's so... Stupid, I feel ridiculous." She confessed, looking up at the open sky and letting out a sad sigh. "Harry is seeing someone new."

"Harry as in your bore of an ex Harry?" She rolled her eyes but nodded yes. "Damn, already? Do you think... Do you think he was already seeing her before you split?"

"No, he wouldn't." The girl spoke. "The thing is neither of us was happy in that relationship, and I know we made the right choice, but... It doesn't hurt any less to see the person who was with you for years move on."

Not knowing exactly what moved him to do so, Alex let his hand run along her soft hair in an act of comfort. Y/N found herself feeling a familiar feeling in her stomach, although she wasn't sure what it was.

"Look, don't waste your time dwelling on that." The driver said as he continued to play with the ends of her locks. "I'm sure that someday he won't be more than a distant memory and that you have a bright future waiting for you with someone who makes you feel like the best version of yourself."

"Alex Albon, what an amazing motivational speech, who knew you were so poetic!" She made him laugh and then hugged him from the side, resting her face on his arm. "But really, thank you. I needed this."

"Anytime, little Russ." He rested his face on the top of her head momentarily, only to push away almost immediately. "So, ready to see your brother get his ass kicked today?"

Y/N felt her palms sweat as she walked next to the boy on their way to her brother, still confused about the sudden effect Thai had on her.

It's just a moment of weakness, it won't last, she tried to convince herself, he's your brother's best friend for God's sake.

Uh-oh, I'm fallin' in love

Oh no, I'm fallin' in love again

Oh, I'm fallin' in love

I thought the plane was goin' down

How'd you turn it right around?

From that moment on, and for some reason mysterious to both of them, they seemed to seek each other out whenever the occasion presented itself.

Y/N would purposefully extend her path to Mercedes on race days in hopes of passing Alex by Williams to wish him luck.

And boy, if Alex didn't make an effort to spend as much time outside the motorhome as possible praying that the girl who he couldn't get out of his head would show up, even if she always had George next to her.

In the middle of all their yearning, the two had started an unspoken tradition during the weeks that followed, which made them feel all warm and fuzzy inside in true puppy love fashion.

On another Sunday like all the others, Alex was lost in conversation with Lando in front of his team's motorhome when - to his shock - he saw the girl about to pass by him... Alone?

Leaving his friend behind with just a few words and a confused look on the British driver's face, Alex hurried over to her, putting his arm around the girl's shoulders.

"Well, well, well... What do we have here? A rare sight of Y/N without her bodyguard?" He spoke with a mischievous smirk.

"Yeah, looks like I got left behind today." Y/N chuckled, eyes twinkling in his direction.

"I never seem to get you alone around these parts. Is Georgie really that controlling?" Alex laughed, knowing full well that his friend had always been very protective of his sister. 

Yikes, if he only knew the way his best friend thought about her now.

"So you wanted to get me alone, unh?" Y/N teased the man, without controlling the flirtatious energy with which her question came out of her mouth.

Alex was taken aback but didn't hesitate to respond with the same tone. "And what if I wanted to?"

"Didn't know you were such a flirt, Albon!" She said, teasingly. "My brother, on the other hand, might not be very happy that his best friend is trying to make a move on his baby sister." The girl stated with a serious look, although her mouth still revealed a smirk.

"He doesn't need to know." The driver said as he started walking back to the building, but not before turning to her again and speaking. "If you don't have plans tonight, let's do something. What do you say?"

"I'll think about it." She said, grinning from ear to ear. "Good luck, lover boy."

Uh-oh, I'm falling in love, she realized as her heart pounded in her chest.

It only feels this raw right now

Lost in the labyrinth of my mind

Break up, break free, break through, break down

You would break your back to make me break a smile

Y/N really thought of not going. 

It would've spared her the inevitable heartbreak she was going to go through when her brother eventually found out that she had feelings for Alex.

But on the spur of the moment, the young woman chose to worry about her fears later and take her chances, as she stormed out of her hotel room towards the driver's.

Y/N knocked on his door nervously and it only took a few seconds for Alex to show up, with only his shorts on, his hair dishevelled and his toned chest on full display.

"Y/N, you came," he said, an obviously surprised look on his face. "I thought you had bailed."

Oh great, he has someone in there with him, she thought as soon as she saw the strands of his golden hair all tousled. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't know you had company. I'm going to g-"

"What?" He asked lost until he realized the state he was in. "Oh no, no, no! I ended up falling asleep when I realized you weren't com- Or rather when I thought you weren't coming. Please, come in."

The girl entered the room, studying her surroundings while Alex put on a sweatshirt.

"I honestly had lost all hope that you were going to show up," He chuckled timidly. "But I'm so glad you proved me wrong."

After some discussion, the two ended up settling on ordering room service and rewatching The Office - obsessed with the show they had seen it dozens of times over the years - while they ate their late dinner sitting on his giant bed and talked to each other about everything.

"Why did you guys go cycling into the middle of the forest... If the brakes on the fucking bike didn't work?" Tears were now streaming down the girl's eyes, she was laughing so hard at the story Alex was telling her.

"Hey, stop laughing! I broke my collarbone!" The driver already felt stomach pains from laughing so hard and he pushed her until she fell backwards onto the mattress. "And you should know I saved your brother's ass! I gave him the good bike and that's how the universe thanked me!"

"Stop, stop!" She remained laying on the bed, arms hugging her stomach. "I can't laugh anymore or I swear I'll pass out."

Lying down next to her, Alex looked at the girl with passionate eyes. "I'm glad me breaking a bone at least made you break a smile."

At that moment, lost in his gaze, Y/N knew she was in too deep and there was no way back.

You know how much I hate

That everybody just expects me to bounce back

Just like that

Now that the two had already crossed the line and they had spent time one on one, the two friends - or so they liked to call themselves, their feelings still hidden from both parties - were inseparable.

Whenever they could they found themselves together: whether it was within four walls late at night just enjoying each other's company, or exploring cities around the world after getting rid of George with a lame excuse.

So, when Y/N received a message from the driver inviting her to dinner, she wasn't surprised or questioned anything.

It was at a restaurant where the two had already been several times in Monaco along with other friends, so the girl just assumed that the same would happen this time around too.

However, hours later, when she questioned George about his plans for that evening - convinced that her question would spark a debate about rides to the restaurant - the words that came out of his mouth quickly made her realize that she had the wrong idea all along.

"I'll probably just stay home and play with the boys. Well, other than Alex, apparently he has a hot date today with some girl he's been all mysterious about."

A d- d- date. Was this supposed to be a date?!

"Oh." She felt her face go white in shock, something that thankfully went unnoticed by her brother as he was glued to his phone. "I- I'll be right back."

The girl ran upstairs to her room and grabbed her cell phone to reread Alex's message.

From: lover boy

what do you think about dinner with your favourite guy tonight at blue bay, 7pm? 👀��

All of a sudden, her palms got sweaty, her heart rate started to increase, and she started to feel apprehensive.

Of course, she had already come to terms with the fact that she had feelings for him but him liking her back?

Surely it was nothing more than a misunderstanding and tonight was nothing more than a dinner between friends.

Uh-oh, I'm fallin' in love

Oh no, I'm fallin' in love again

Oh, I'm fallin' in love

I thought the plane was goin' down

How'd you turn it right around?

The hours passed and she found herself dolled up in a simple long blue dress on her way to where Alex was waiting for her completely alone and more beautiful than ever.

It was a date, there was no question about it.

Alex held out his hand for her to help her out of the taxi and kept it in Y/N's as he looked at her in astonishment. "Jesus, you- You look... Incredible. Fucking incredible really. Shall we go in, little Russ?"

With the simple use of the nickname he always used, Y/N closed herself within her walls as she remembered how wrong she was for going after Alex on her brother's back.

And with that remembrance alone, the date was already ruined before it even started.

For a couple of hours, the two sat at a glamorous table making small, forced talk. Even Alex gave up trying to keep the conversation going when he realized she wasn't feeling it.

The driver felt like the dumbest person on the planet at that moment: not only had he broken his best friend's trust, but he had done it just to have his heart broken in the end.

The silence continued on the ride home, with Alex offering to drive her back like a true gentleman even after the whole dinner fiasco. After a few torturous minutes, he stopped the car and she put her hand on the door handle so fast his heart only shattered more.

"Well, thanks for dinner." She said, her eyes glued to her lap afraid to face him. "I- I'll see you soon, good night."

Alex saw her get out of his Mercedes but unable to accept that this was it, the driver jumped out of the driver's seat towards her. "Wait!"

The girl turned back, coming face to face with the dishevelled image of the boy rushing towards her.

"What went wrong tonight?" Alex asked distraught, letting his hand run through his hair. "I thought I was pretty clear that I cared a lot about you. Hell, I thought you felt the same way. Did I misunderstand things between us that badly all these months we spent together?"

Oh no, I'm falling in love again, she thought to herself and dread filled her from top to bottom like a shiver.

"I'm sorry, Alex," She said, still unable to look at him, especially now that tears were threatening to fall from her eyes. "But I just can't do this right now."

And without even answering, Alex simply walked away.

Uh-oh, I'm fallin' in love

Oh no, I'm fallin' in love again

Oh, I'm fallin' in love

I thought the plane was goin' down

How'd you turn it right around?

After spending months on end talking every day, it all became radio silent.

Y/N couldn't help but blame herself for ending up hurt. He'd put his heart on the line and confronted the undeniable feelings between them, only for her to let fear drive her and ruin everything.

She was the only one responsible for the sudden lump she felt in her throat, for the heaviness of her heart and for the wave of sadness that hit her.

It only got worse when a week later she saw his misery-written face on yet another race weekend, as she got choked with tears, thanks to the painful distance now set between them.

One week turned into two and those feelings of hopelessness and melancholy were still in the air, something that did not escape George's watchful eye.

Taking his place on the sofa next to the girl wrapped in a blanket drinking tea, the elder Russell sat down without much care and let out an exhausted sigh.

"Crikey, what's up with everyone? I swear you've all been in a bad mood lately." He said, without getting a response back. "Did you and Alex plan to get all depressed together or something? Jesus."

The girl gulped at 'her and Alex' and 'together' being in the same sentence, as she tried to keep her concentration on the movie that was on TV.

"He's been all upset since he went on that date I told you about. Apparently, it was a complete failure and now I'll never know who the girl was." George laughed, shaking his head. "I never understood the secrecy. It's not like he went out with you or som-"

Unconsciously, Y/N turned her face towards the large glass window embarrassed but quickly realized that her reaction had given her away.

"Oh, my God," George spoke slowly, trying to accept what he had just realized. "It was you?"

"It doesn't matter now." She finally seemed to get her voice back. "It was a silly decision but it's over anyways."

"What happened?"

"It's over, I told you. I never should have even developed feelings for him." Y/N looked into her brother's eyes, tears forming. "I knew he was your best friend and I still didn't put a stop to things. I'm so so sorry, G."

"Y/N…" The driver leaned against the back of the sofa and brought his hand to his forehead. "Please tell me you didn't break his heart because you thought I would be bothered by you guys going out."

Uh-oh, I'm fallin' in love

Oh no, I'm fallin' in love again

Oh, I'm fallin' in love

I thought the plane was goin' down

How'd you turn it right around?

"Just now you were saying the only reason he should hide a date is if he was going to go out with me!" The girl's voice rose. "Of course, I had to put a stop to it before things went too far!"

"I said it was the only reason he WOULDN'T tell me, not that he SHOULD hide it!" Her brother screamed along with her.

The two sat silently contemplating each other's words until George spoke. "Little sis, I'm sorry to break it to you but I think things have gone too far just by looking at your broken faces these past days."

Oh, he's right, I'm definitely falling in love, she finally accepted.

"Alex is one of the best people I know and I trust him with my life. I couldn't ask for a better person to be by my sister's side if you guys love each other." The man said, his hands resting on each of her shoulders. "Go for it and get him back."

Uh-oh, I'm fallin' in love

Oh no, I'm fallin' in love again

Oh, I'm fallin' in love

Speeding as if her life depended on it, Y/N reached the house of the boy who had her heart and knocked incessantly on his door.

"Calm down, who the f-" Alex opened the door, ready to argue with the person on the other side until he realized it was her. "Y/N."

"Before you send me away, please listen to what I have to say." Y/N pleaded while Alex observed the girl. 

She was in his doorway, still wearing her pyjamas, fluffy pink slippers on her feet, with a beanie and a scarf that she at least remembered to grab on her way out or she wouldn't have survived the cold.

"I was a complete idiot for letting you go that night. What I should have done was run after you, begged for a second chance and told you that I'm falling for you and have been since the day you found me crying in the back of that motorhome."

"I was at my worst and you still managed to put me back together and turn it right around. You are literally the man of my dreams. You have everything I want and need in a partner, and I never should have let this drag on for so long in the first place. So please, give me a chance to show you how happy and great we can be together."

The two seemed frozen at the moment, with their hearts on their sleeves and eyes filled with love and hope for a happy ending, until they heard someone from inside the house clearing their throat.

Turning to face his living room, Y/N now noticed the group of drivers - and unfortunately friends of her brother as well - with sly smiles on their faces. "Oh God, please kill me now."

"It was quite the speech, Russell, but maybe we should go." Lando spoke, grinning at the girl, as he, Charles, Pierre and Carlos left the apartment.

"I will never show my face in the paddock again." She said to Alex, covering her face with her hands.

The Thai affectionately removed her hands, intertwining them with his, and approached her, with a smile the size of the world. "I don't know. I agree with Lando, it was quite the speech indeed."

Without thinking twice, and before he could change his mind, Y/N placed her lips on his in a kiss that both of them had been craving for months.

And the moment their mouths met, they both discovered what it was like to feel that one person was their home.

"What about George?" Alex questioned, pulling away slightly from her.

"He almost pushed me out of the house to come here and make things right." The girl laughed, circling the tall boy's waist with her arms.

"Well, little Russ, looks like I'm going to have to buy Georgie dinner as a 'thank you'." He chuckled, grateful for his best friend. "Or should I say, my future brother-in-law?"

"Calm down, lover boy. I've been here for a few minutes." They laughed together, wrapped up in each other. "We have all the time in the world to think about the future."

Sometimes it only takes one painful heartbreak to help us see we are worth so much more than we're settling for.

I thought the plane was goin' down

How'd you turn it right around?

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A more lighthearted question (hopefully) than the last few I have asked: What is the most positive memory of each member of the Afton Family? I suppose I can ask which is the most negative as well (?), although I fear they might be spoiled for choice there. XD

LOL 😭 they definitely have a lot of options for least favorite memory. As always, answers are listed below! (This one is EXTRA LONG for lore)

Positive/Negative Memories: William Afton (old people first!)

- As expected from this bastard, most of his happiest memories usually don't involve his family (I mean it's not like he has a lot of happy times anyway!) But the ones he does have always have Evan in them. As I said in his character intro post, despite his extremely abusive and cruel behavior, he still had 'tenderness' for his family (uh, in his own way). Not to mention, he heavily relates to Evan's circumstances of being outcasted and othered. So any 'bonding' he had with him made him happy.

- (The birth of the twins also kinda counts? They were actually planned, unlike Mike LMAO. And William loves when things go according to plan, no surprises for him, thank you.)

- He also really enjoyed leaving England, cause yk. IT'S ENGLAND!! AND HE LEFT FOR THE U.S.A. AKA THE RIGHT CHOICE RAHHH 🦅🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸

- Also (eventually) killing children!! Jesus dude get a therapist 😰😰

- As for negative memories (I assume you're also allowing memories that don't involve his family) there is a TON.

- From his childhood days at the orphanage in England, to his college years finding out Clara got pregnant and basically forcing himself to get married to her, to Evan's death, then his business partner/friend firing him and then getting springlocked! Crazy. I know.

- Also I'm not sure if this fully counts as a 'William' memory since it's Springtrap. But he absolutely hated being Springtrap AND Scraptrap. (He totally enjoyed being a little glitch in the system though 👀)

Positive/Negative Memories: Clara Afton (puts the desperate in 'desperate housewives')

- Her happiest memories usually came from her ballet days (she probably could've gone pro)

- And from Mike! Despite her un-fun living situation she had while living as an Afton, she cherished Michael and truly believed he's kept her going. (Depressingly getting pregnant with Liz and Evan was not a good memory, she didn't really get good memories with them at all ☹️)

- Going to college, she was in her girl boss era

- For the most negative memories, meeting William first off. She only vaguely knew him from one of her classes and even then she never talked to him. She got invited to a party hosted by Henry, got drunk, and uh,,, 💀💀 got pregnant. She got heavy pressure from her family and friends, telling her not to have a baby out of wedlock, so she also forced herself to get married to William kinda hoping that maybe something could spark between them. (Whelp, so much for hoping!)

- And speaking of her family, she didn't have good memories with them either. They were a pretty traditional family (and by that I mean they were like 'women are suppose to get married and take care of the children' kind of traditional.) So she defied their orders and went off to college to pursue her dreams of becoming a ballerina! (And then she did end up as a housewife, aw man :( )

- She didn't look back at Evan's death very fondly...

- She also didn't like being Ballora.

Positive/Negative Memories: Michael Afton (okay I'm running out of stupid jokes)

- Anytime he had when he was younger (not including his bullying days), William didn't really mind him, so it left him a ton of time to hang out with his mom! (When he got older, William became a lot more abusive)

- Also with school. Unlike his dad or brother, he actually managed to make friends pretty easily and became kinda popular. He had a ton of freedom to do anything he wanted (Like ditch classes and smoke or whatever teens in the 80s did) Of course he would usually get in trouble but he didn't really care about that.

- This applies only to his younger self, but he found a sick amusement in bullying his brother and bullying in general. He was dealing with a very troubling home life which explains why he did that shit, but it should never be an excuse. He liked having some sort of power in his life where he usually didn't have much at all.

- Hanging out with Jeremy. He was basically Mike's only true friend in the end.

- Also, finally defeating his father in FNAF 6. It finally marked the end of the Aftons. (Yk until they came back for the Security Breach section of my rewrite/AUs 💀💀)

- Anytime with his father. I guess one would know why.

- Killing Evan. It finally gave him an awakening moment and made him realize what he's been doing all his life to his brother was horrible. It also ruined his and his family's life.

- Elizabeth's disappearance. And his mom's.

- Also when he got scooped and worn as a suit by Ennard. Would not be a very nice feeling. In fact anytime in his childhood from before he redeemed himself was horrible.

- Finding out William was a serial killer. It didn't shock him of course but still!!

- (This only applies to the PBTA AU, but coming back as Glamrock Freddy, he basically didn't move on because his life mission of killing William wasn't complete so he got stuck possessing my boy Fred)

Positive/Negative Memories: Elizabeth Afton

- Any interaction with her father. She really just wanted his attention in the end :(

- She loved playing with Charlie, they were besties after all!

- She also enjoyed any time with Mike, he didn't really bully her like he did Evan and more teased her like how normal siblings should treat eachother. Regardless she liked hanging out with him too

- Going back to the real world after possessing Mike's body, it was ages since she last seen anything that wasn't that horrible underground hell.

- Seeing her dad one more time before dying in the FNAF 6 fire. (Reminder that she didn't have any idea abt him being straight up evil)

- Anytime she had to spend time with Clara. She didn't care for her and neither did her mom in her eyes.

- Before their 10th birthday she wouldn't really say she had any remarkable memories involving Evan, but afterwards she hated thinking about him. But still she became devastated by his death.

- Not being able to go to school, she missed hanging out with Charlie. She also hated how her schoolmates started acting weirdly around her after Evan's death.

- Dying. She hated that too, she absolutely *hated* finding out she was stuck underground. Rotting away in that place alone absolutely haunted her.

- She also hated being kicked out of Ennard.

- Finding out that her dad was a horrible person.

Positive/Negative Memories: Evan Afton (does bro even have positive memories??)

- Surprisingly enough, he has a few!

- Anytime with his father. Remember he was being manipulated and shit but still, William comforted and loved him in a world where people thought of him as a freak.

- Fredbear, he loved that toy with all his heart. In fact he loved all his toys and plushies and stuff, they were his friends and he believed that 🤧🤧 (Well not like he had much of a choice, he didn't have human friends)

- He also liked being home while his siblings were off at school, Mike and Liz have a strict 'don't go into my room' policy, so of course Evan was super curious and often broke into their rooms to use their things. He loved playing with Liz's toys and drawing in her unused coloring books and loved playing with Mike's old toys and reading his comics.

- Also, Charlie! She wasn't exactly his friend but it's not like they hated eachother at all. Neutral memories are positive in his mind, at least he didn't cry during those.

- Oh boy. Where do we start for negative memories?

- His entire life. I guess? Being unknownly manipulated by your dad your whole life, being bullied by your brother (and eventually sister, although it's not like you bonded well with her anyway), usually not acknowledged by your mom, totally sucks. And also dying and still being mistreated after death.

- His school days didn't fare much better! Being bullied and ostracized constantly and having staff turn a blind eye everyday. Until eventually he fought back and that's when they stepped in, to punish him for not wanting to deal with the abuse anymore and letting his bullies get away with it.

- He also didn't like getting pulled from school and locked away in his house constantly. It's not like he liked going outside anyway, but this made his paranoia and anxiety worse.

- anything with animatronics, his fear developed from seeing William accidentally get springlocked and almost dying when he was younger. Now he thinks any and all robots will eat him and kill him.

- Being undead. Hey! Maybe dying and being trapped as a robot is traumatizing!

- This only applies to the PBTA AU, but coming back from the dead. His afterlife already sucked you don't have to bring him back to possess Gregory as a vessel, William 🤦🤦

Uh, I don't really think I listed enough, maybe adding 300 more words will do the trick!! /j, hope you enjoy the very long response! (I'm not sure if I did properly answer your question, I think I just used it as an excuse to lore dump again 😭😭)

[widowwaddles]

Casualty of Love

Summary: The Scarlet Witch’s path to reunite with her kids was filled with destruction. And now you must fan the flames in order to help your family adjust to your new life afterward.

A what-if story continuing the aftermath of the Scarlet Witch's dream walking but of Wanda who had never awoken her powers. She is now plagued with the memories of her alternate's life. Would you be able to support your Wanda through this new journey or will you lose the Wanda you fell in love with in the process?

Pairing: Wanda x female reader

Word count: ~ 6.6k yikes

Masterlist

A/N: The official first chapter (aka I rewrote everything and made it longer lol)

Taglist: @imnotasuperhero​

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The New Normal

“Babe have you seen Tommy’s new ball? I thought I saw it by the garden last but it seems to have magically disappeared” you call out to your wife as you open the back door.

Silence.

With a frown, you look around the room, confused about where your wife had gone. You had just seen her in the kitchen from the window. Where was she?

As you walked further into the house, everything was in disarray. The dining room table was flipped onto its side, with its chair thrown all about. The picture frames and decorations that provided such warmth to your walls were now littered on the floor. There were obvious signs of a struggle, but the silence was unsettling.

You hear a shuffle, before a loud crash near the front of the house.

“Wanda!” you call out again, much louder. You walked cautiously around the broken glass and followed the source of the sound.

You walked slowly, silently cursing yourself for not bringing a weapon if this was a violent intruder. You tense your body when you see a figure, but immediately recognize who it is from the brown hair. You see your wife standing with her back turned to you - completely still.

“What happened, are you okay? It looks like a tornado went just through the house” you say to your wife who has yet to move. “What’s wrong” you get closer. No reaction. placing a hand on her shoulder, you continue “Baby why a-”

She jerks her body away from you as if you’ve just burned her. Her body hunches over, a loud groan escaping her body.

“Hey, what happened? Do you need a doctor?” you say worriedly. However, as you tried to approach your wife again, it seems she has other plans.

“D-don't come near me” she grunts out. “Just stay away”

“What do you mean stay away, something’s clearly wrong. Just let me help you” you walk closer. You have no idea what is happening to her, she had shown no signs of anything being wrong earlier. She lets out a pain-filled cry, before falling onto her knees. The way her body was shaking is starting to scare you.

“Wanda” you yell out, running to her side in an instant. “Tell me what’s wrong, how can I help”

“Get away from me” for the first time she’s looking at you and shock filled your face as you see her eyes were completely red. Tears begin to fill her eyes as she pleads for you to stay away. And before any more could be said she grabs her head in pain, letting out another cry. “It hurts so much, I can’t stop her”

“Stop who? You’re scaring me Wanda I don’t understand what’s happening”

“Grab the boys and run. Get very far away from here” she grits from between her clenched jaw. She’s leaning forward, digging her head into the floor. Her body was shaking even more than before. “Please Y/N, I’m not strong enough” your heart breaks from how defeated she sounds.

A faint “I’m sorry” was all you heard before her body suddenly stills. She stands and begins walking towards the back as if forgetting your very existence from beside her. Quickly, you get to your feet and grab her before she can make it to the door.

“I think that I deserve an explanation. What the hell is going on?” you raise your voice slightly, feeling whiplash from the emotional roller coaster you were just on. The house is trashed and Wanda is just walking away as if she wasn’t just breaking down on the floor. You needed answers. Now.

Wanda whips her head around, looking at the hand gripping her wrist with disgust. When she meets your eyes, you see a flash of red before her eyes return to normal.

“Let go of me” she demands.

“Wanda, please. I need you to talk to me” you plead with your wife.

“I don’t care what you want. I need to see my children” she says coldly. “Now let go”

“Why are you treating me like this? What is going on with you?” tears of frustration threatening to spill out.

She gazes into your eyes, before tilting her head. There was so much anger held in them, with the red glow returning as she stared into your soul. Warning alarms were going off in your head, but before you could react a sudden force hit your chest sending your body crashing into the kitchen cabinets.  

“Don’t get in my way again” she walks to your limp body and crouches down. “Stay down” whispering softly in your ear before standing up and walking to the door again.

Your head is aching, and you feel the burning sensation as the wooden shards of the cabinet stab into your back - but you knew you had to get to the boys, and fast. When you try to sit up, your body doesn’t move. You try again, and it feels as if there you’re trapped inside of an invisible box, you couldn’t move any part of your body. You hear the door open and immediately start screaming for the boys to run, hoping they would be able to hear you and listen. Tears of frustration cloud your eyes. You felt so useless, you wish you would have reacted faster. The boys should have been your first priority after you noticed how weird your wife was acting. You couldn’t protect now. All you could do is pray that they listened. But then you heard it, they were calling your name - asking where you were and calling out for help. It was at this moment that you wished you had the strength of the superheroes you’ve seen on tv.

You pushed with all of your might, as their voices transformed into loud screams. Somehow you were able to break through the force that kept your body trapped. Ignoring the sharp pain from your ribs as you stood, and ran to the backyard. It was there you saw Wanda, with a crazed look in her eyes, grabbing onto the boys by their arms. They look to you as soon as they notice your presence.

“Help us mama” They cry out.

“She’s not your mother, I am” she says furiously. They struggle in her grasp, somehow finding a way to wiggle out before running to your side.

“Come back to me” she demands, stepping towards you. The boys tighten their grip on your waist as you take a step back. “Now!” you could feel their bodies flinch as she screams.

“You did this. You turned my children against me” she points at you. Her eyes shift wildly from the twins to you. She raises her hand, the familiar glow returning in her eyes.

“Wanda please don’t-” your vision goes completely black. The last thing you heard before passing out was the blood-curdling screams of your children.

Your eyes instantly open, heart races in your chest. Turning over you look for something, anything that could pull you back into reality. You look around your room and recognize the familiar decorations of your bedside table. In front of the lamp, is a picture of Wanda and the boys. It was a good day. You had just come from getting ice cream, as evidenced by their sticky faces. Wanda couldn’t stop laughing as she looked between them. You couldn’t help but capture it on film, wanting to save this memory forever, and it usually only takes one look at the photo to fill you with the same happiness you felt that day. Now it only leaves you with a bittersweet feeling, longing for the life that was destroyed the moment She came along.

Knowing you wouldn’t be going back to sleep today, you go into the bathroom. You move slowly out of bed, hoping not to wake your wife. She’s become a light sleeper, instantly waking from any sudden movements or sounds around her. She deserved all the sleep she could get. For the first time in a while, she looks peaceful as she sleeps and not haunted by the nightmares that have been plaguing her since the incident.

Every night she's terrorized by them and refuses to go back to sleep. She’s been taking everything pretty hard but refuses to accept any help. You wish you could take it all away from her, but you weren’t made of magic. You try to get her to open up but she doesn’t like to go into detail of what the dreams are about. The only thing being able to lull her back to sleep is the sound of your heartbeat. That was all you could offer until she was ready to let you in.

Turning on the faucet, you let the cold water wash over your face. You desperately needed this, you couldn’t even remember the last time you had a moment like this. Complete silence and stillness with just yourself. Looking into the mirror, you noticed the dark circles under your eyes have grown larger.

Between the hotel rooms, family therapy sessions, and the legal repercussions of proving your wife’s innocence for the Scarlet Witch’s tirade, a good night's sleep became a luxury you could no longer afford. You craved the mundane normalcy that your life once had before She wrecked havoc in your lives. But a part of you knew that things could never go back to how they were, and that was a grieving process in itself. It broke your heart to look at your family every morning and all you see is a hollow shell of their former selves.

You’ve had to step up, big time, in order to keep your family together. You had to remain strong even in the moments when you all felt like falling apart. You had to ignore the burning in your eyes as you held Wanda and the boys in your arms while they sobbed.

The boys from the nightmares of witnessing their “parents” fighting, and almost losing you both completely. After the initial shock had worn off, the therapist's office was the first place you went to. It wasn’t easy and trying to explain something to them (that you hardly understood yourselves) was difficult. How do you tell a child that their mother was possessed by a crazy version of herself from another universe? Or reassure them that she would never do anything to hurt them and their family wasn’t falling apart. It was hard… but as time went on they’ve grown to understand and was now in the beginning stage of moving on.

Wanda’s feelings were more complex. First, it was the fear she felt from becoming a prisoner in her own body, unable to stop the Scarlet Witch from committing the most atrocious of crimes. Then came the guilt, blaming herself for how she hurt everyone, especially her own family. She’s haunted by the memories and continues to punish herself for being so weak. She’s afraid of being alone, but too afraid to keep you close. She’s never told you but you could tell by the way she hides in the bathroom after a nightmare. And then by the way she crashes her body into yours after calming herself down and refuses to let go when she’s laying on your chest. She needs to be reminded that you’re still here with her.

“Y/N….” she murmurs your name. Rushing back to the bed, you see her eyes are still closed. You sit beside her leg, and press your hand against her chest. Her face is scrunched up and she’s breathing heavily.

“It’s okay, I’m here,” you say softly, shaking her slightly to wake her from this nightmare. As her eyes open, you see a flicker of red before she abruptly shuts them again. Keeping your hand on her chest, you wait until her breathing has leveled out.

“Open your eyes, babe”

“I can’t do it”

“Yes, you can” you soothe.

“They’re doing it again, I can’t” she urges.

“I don’t care. You can show me, it doesn’t change the way I see you, Wands“

“Can you look away? I don’t want you to see it” before you could respond she continues “I’m not ready for you to see them. Please Y/N” she pleads.

Sighing, you stand up, with your back facing her. You hear the soft shuffling of her feet to the bathroom, before a loud slam and the lock of the door. You should be used to this by now, but it doesn’t make it hurt any less.

“I’m going to go wake the boys” walking to the door, you wait for a few seconds hoping to get a response, but to no avail. The water faucet turns on. You understand she needs time alone, but you wish she didn’t feel the need to hide or push you away.

 …

Walking into the hallway, the bare walls were unsettling - a stark contrast from the house that was meant to be your forever home. You’ve only been here for two weeks, hoping this house could provide a fresh start that you all desperately needed. You couldn’t wait for the moment of peace so you could finally decorate and make it feel more like a home.

As you approach, you see the door is slightly cracked. Peering in, you were surprised to see a blanket fort between the beds. There were whispers underneath the contraption, then a soft click. Gasps of surprise followed as a muted shine of light threatened to break through the blankets and onto the ceiling. It was then that you decided to make your presence known. Crouching down, you created your own entrance and crawled into the fort - you were amazed at what you saw.

The boys were sitting across from each other, with the 3D light projector in the middle. Colorful dots decorated the top of the fort, slightly brightening the dark interior.

“Isn’t it cool Mama?” Tommy asks with a grin.

“So cool” You and Billy continue to look up in amazement. “Who’s idea was this?”

“Billy’s. He said something about lights and…” he trails off. “I don’t really remember but I built the fort all by myself” he finishes with a proud look.

“Well don’t I have the smartest boys in the world” grabbing the boys by the shoulders, you pull them into your body. They let out a laugh from the sudden movements. “I’m so proud of you”

“Do you think Mom would like it too?” Billy asks shyly.

“She would love it” ruffling his hair.

“Is she up now?” Billy starts again.

“Yeah, we wanna show her” Tommy finished bluntly.

Your heart clenches as you think of the best way to answer this without breaking their high spirits. You knew Wanda didn’t want the kids seeing her in this state.

“She is, but she’s not feeling too well right now” before their faces can fall you continue. “But what do you say we make breakfast today? She always feels better after eating one of your famous pancakes” you end excitedly.

“Okay” they shout in agreement and crawl over your lap to exit the fort. Tommy has already run downstairs, but Billy hesitates and waits for you to come out. He looks at the fort worriedly before meeting your eyes.

“Don’t worry, we can keep it up until she’s seen it” hoping this reassures him. He nods with a small smile and grabs your hand. Taking the lead he pulls you out of the room and to the kitchen.

“Finally, I’ve been waiting here for years” Tommy exasperated.

“You are definitely your mother’s son with that level of patience” you joke, but he doesn’t seem to find it funny - still upset for how long it took you to come down. “Tough crowd” looking at Billy who’s suppressing his laugh with his hand.

“Okay my mini chefs, what’s always the first step before cooking?”

“Washing our hands” they answer, before walking to the sink. You grab the step stool and place it in front so they can reach it. “Hands” they flip their hands open wide, waiting patiently for you to squirt the soap into their palms. “Let’s not make a mess this time” you say firmly, not wanting another bubble disaster. After everyone’s hands were thoroughly cleaned you began the tiring task of cooking with children.

You had miraculously finished and plated the food by the time Wanda had come down. You notice her before the boys do. She gives you a smile, but her eyes speak a different story - the warning glint tells you not to press the matter.  

“Is this all for me?” she asks, bringing a hand to her chest and feigning surprise. The boys immediately turn around in their seats at the sound of her voice.

“Yeah, we made it all by ourselves” Tommy boasts, erasing all of your involvement. “We even added our secret ingredient so you could feel super good today. Try it now Mom!”

Wanda takes the empty seat next to Billy, across from where you and Tommy sat. Billy grabs the syrup and gives it to his mother with a smile. She gives him a grateful grin as she takes it from his smaller hands. Tommy is leaning over his plate, eagerly awaiting for Wanda to take the first bite.

“Mhmm. This is the best pancake I’ve ever had” she says with a big grin.

“Even better than Mama’s?” you didn’t even need to look up to know who asked that question

“Yes, sooooo much better” she widens her eyes as she exaggerates her voice. She looks between the boys and sees the satisfaction that paints their faces, before giving you a knowing look. Even Billy gives you a grin, that little traitor.

“You heard that Mama, We’re the best chefs in the world” Tommy sing-songs loudly. “You can’t beat that”

“I’ll be a gracious loser, but if that’s really how you all feel then I guess you boys will be handling all the meals in the house from now on” feigning a sigh. “I’ll be looking forward to dinner tonight then” you end, flashing your teeth in a smile.

“W-wait no” they stutter out. “We don’t want that. You already promised we’d have homemade pizza today” Billy attempts to reason with you

“Yeah, that's not fair” Tommy co-signs.

“But wouldn’t the ‘best chefs in the world’ want to make it themselves?”

Your question was met by a loud, “Noooooo” followed by “You make it the best”

“Okay I guess I could make it today. And we’ll discuss the new cooking schedule going into the future” you jest, and the boys, believing your every word, look at you in horror. Before you could respond, a giggle filled the air. All eyes turned to Wanda, as she tried to keep her laughter in.

“Mom, make her stop” pulling out the puppy dog eyes that Wanda could never resist.

“I think you may have hurt her feelings. Maybe if you say sorry she would change her mind” Wanda suggests. Immediately, you’ve fallen victim to the eyes as they whine apologies.

“Okay, okay you’re forgiven. Just stop looking at me like that” looking towards the clock you see it’s almost time to leave. “But only if you go up and get ready. We have our tour today and then we’ll see Dr. Hill”. They race upstairs in a blink of an eye.

After hearing the door close to their room, you look at your wife for the first time since she woke up. Her face falls after the boys leave, letting her exhaustion show. Her eyes are slightly red and puffy.

“Are you feeling better?” you ask softly. She gathers the plates on the table and walks to the sink, completely ignoring your question. “Wanda can you just try talking to me about it”

“I’m fine, there’s nothing to talk about” she’s already sounding agitated.

“What was your dream about this time?” you press further, hoping to get an honest answer.

“Don’t” she warns, green eyes glaring into yours.

“I want to help you. But I can’t if you keep it all in” trying to defend yourself. It wasn’t your intention to trigger this reaction from her, but you weren’t sure how much more of the obvious tension between you whenever the boys weren’t around.

“Well, have you ever thought that maybe I don’t want your help? If you couldn’t help me then, what makes you think you could possibly help now” she slams the plates into the sink, the sound ringing through the air. Her eyes flicker red. When she sees the look of hurt on your face, she closes them and faces down. Taking a deep breath, she attempts to calm herself. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that” you don’t believe her, and you’re sure she doesn’t believe it herself. But she makes no move to change your mind otherwise and just goes back upstairs without a word.

Your eyes sting from the tears that were threatening to fall, but you were determined to keep them in - to keep it all in. This wasn’t the first time she’s hurt you and judging by the current course, this wouldn’t be the last. You couldn’t dwell on it, you had to remain strong. She just needed some more time, and before you know it you’ll have your wife back. The sweet, loving woman you fell in love with, the one who would have never raised her voice at you. Wiping your eyes roughly, you put on a smile as if nothing could hurt you.

As you walk upstairs you hear the boys talking animatedly. You also hear Wanda’s gentle voice as she asks questions about the fort they’ve built. You’re thankful that their relationship hadn’t taken a toll after the incident, but you couldn’t say the same for your marriage. Walking past the door you walk to your bedroom, and prepare for the day ahead. You just need to be patient and things will go back to normal.

 …

One school tour later  

You’ve just arrived at Dr. Hill’s office.

“How did the tour go?” Dr. Hill inquires.

“Good,” you say simply. The tour was a bit hectic as the boys wanted to explore every part of the school, but you thought it went well. “Much better than we expected”

“How do you feel about your new school?” she poses the question to the boys, encouraging them to share their honest opinions.

“I liked it a lot. There were so many rooms and the playground was HUGE” Tommy rambles, before listing off everything he liked.

“What about you Billy?” Dr. Hill looks at the boy, inviting him to share his feelings.

“It’s a little scary,” he hesitates. “What if no one likes us?”

“What’s not to like about us, we’re the coolest kids around” Tommy tries to reassure his twin. “And if they don’t, then who cares. We don’t need anyone else, we’ll always have each other” always the optimist.

“I’m worried about that as well” Wanda starts before Dr. Hill could comment on what they said. “About the other children’s reactions and how they’ll adjust. I still think we should homeschool them for another year or two”

You fight the urge to roll your eyes, you couldn’t believe that Wanda was doing this again and in front of the boys. She had already agreed to give it a try during the last session, so why is she suddenly changing her mind the day before they set to officially start?

Grabbing both of their hands you look between them. “We would never do anything that you aren’t comfortable with. We know that moving to a new place is hard, but we think this school could give a fresh start. You could meet new friends and be around kids your own age again, rather than be with your boring moms all day” you joke, hoping to get a smile and it works. “All we ask is that you give it a try for a day. And if you don’t like it we can look at other options” hoping this soothes any worries they have.

“Was there anything about the school that you liked or that made you feel excited?” Dr. Hills asks, wanting to focus on the positives they took from the tour.

“T-there are clubs. The music club meets in a big room and there are so many instruments” Tommy gets out, eyes shining in interest.

“Which instrument was your favorite?” Dr. Hill asks enthusiastically.

“The piano. I even got to play it” a smile on his face as he recalls the memory

“That’s great Billy, maybe you can join the club tomorrow. What about you, Tommy?” turning her attention to the other boy.

“BASEBALL” he yells with excitement. “I’ve been practicing with Mama outside. I can’t wait to play on a team”

“I could join too” Billy declares, but with much less interest. You could all tell which club he really wanted to join but knew the thought of being away from Tommy was holding him back. Dr. Hill gives you a knowing look, this was a conversation for next time.

“That sounds like fun. And if tomorrow goes well then maybe a trial period of two weeks should be enough time to make a definite decision” everyone nods except Wanda. “Okay well, I’ll see you next time. Good luck at school tomorrow”

The boys run out of the office, already memorizing the way out and eagerly wanting to play with the toys in the waiting room. You stood with Dr. Hill and Wanda, a few feet away from where the boys were.

“I know it’s going to be hard letting go, but I think you are making the best decision by putting them into this school” Dr. Hill says in an attempt to reassure you (mainly Wanda) that you were doing what’s best for the boys. “How have they been since our last session?”

Wanda has a far-off look, completely ignoring the question asked. Her eyes are trained on the boys, following their every move as if she’s afraid of them leaving her sight. “Better” you start and Wanda walks the moment you open your mouth. She joins the children as they attempt to build a tower with the blocks.

You let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding. “It makes me so happy to see that they're doing much better. Not completely back to how they were before but it’s getting easier”

“What about you and Wanda, how have you been?” the golden question.

“The opposite,” you say with a bitter laugh. “For every step forward with the boys, it feels like our relationship takes 5 steps back. I don’t know what more I can do. She just won’t let me in” you confess, for the first time you’re able to speak your mind freely. “I just wish things would go back to normal”.

“I know it’s a lot. What you all experienced was very traumatic, something no one outside of your family would be able to truly comprehend. The path to healing won’t be easy but you’re stronger together than you are apart. Just look at those kids of yours, they didn’t even talk or smile when I first met them. Now look at them, that’s genuine joy and it’s all thanks to you and Wanda. Sticking by their side in spite of what happened and proving that nothing could break your family apart” you look at your family proudly.

“But you have to let go of the idea that things could ever go back to how they were before” your eyes widen as you look back at her. “I can tell that you’ve kinda put your feelings and emotions on the back burner as you aid your family along their healing process. You’re neglecting your own in hope that by the end of their journeys, your life would go back to normal. Unfortunately, that may never happen, and having an expectation that it will be your motivation for going on will only lead to disappointment.”

You take a shaky breath, knowing she was right deep down. You knew things would have to change, sooner rather than later - you didn’t know how much more you could take before you finally broke. Your eyes wander to Wanda. She genuinely looked happy with the boys. You knew the moment the kids left her sight she would go back to looking like she was barely hanging on. Everything was always easier said than done.

Dr. Hill follows your gaze, “There’s no guidebook or one size fits all method to this, especially in Wanda’s case. You just have to remain patient. She’ll come to you when she’s ready” instantly reading your mind.

“Okay” you give her a small smile, thankful to have someone you could talk to.

“Y/N come on” Wanda calls out to you, walking with the twins out the door.

“Everyone was affected that day, including you. Please don’t forget that. Take care of yourself”

“Thank you again, Maria, we’ll see you soon”

 …

“Is everyone ready for bed?” you ask aloud, already knowing the answer you were gonna get. Groans filled the air. “Sounds like you’re ready to me. Come on, get in bed”

The boys each jump into their respective beds. You and Wanda continued on with the bedroom routine. You tucked Tommy into bed and pressed a kiss into his head, before switching places with Wanda who’s done the same to Billy.

“Are you sleeping with us tonight?” Billy asks with a yawn.

It falls on you to answer as Wanda begins picking at her fingers.

“Not tonight buddy” you say apologetically. “But we’ll stay until you fall asleep”

“Okay” they agree, too tired to argue.

The soft snores filling the air signaled that it was time to return to your own room. You stand and begin walking to the door. Wanda is still sitting on Tommy’s bed, reluctant to leave. You know that she’ll go in her own time.

After taking a quick shower, you practically melted into bed the moment you got in. Lying on your side, you pull out your phone - wanting to play games until you get tired. You hadn’t even heard Wanda enter the room, and considering the current state of your relationship you think this was intentional.

“It’s been a long day” you say, not knowing if you’d get a response at all but wanting to try.

“Yeah, I’m happy to be home” she replies with tired eyes.

“What did you think of the school, honestly?”

“I loved it. The teachers that we’ve met so far seemed amazing and the smaller class sizes would help with Billy’s anxiety. But…I’m scared. Of what could happen to them the moment they leave this house” Wanda says nervously, picking at her fingers again.

“They’re going to be okay” you grab her hand, giving it a soft squeeze. “I worry too, but we owe it to them to at least try. You saw how excited they were during the tour” you smile, hoping the memory of the event could provide her with as much comfort as it did to you.

“Plus you have to admit it will feel good to have afternoon naps that last longer than 10 minutes without the fear of the house burning down” you jest.

“Yeah it will. I wonder what we’re going to do all day”

“Whatever we want” you smirk, a devilish look in your eyes. Leaning forward you whisper in her ear “Maybe we can start making baby #3”

“That’s definitely not happening anytime soon” she pushes you away with a laugh. You pout. “I’m serious detka, we’re hanging by a thread now” she says seriously, effectively draining the playful mood shared between you.

“Maybe, if we talk more we could-”

“Goodnight” she cuts you off and pulls her body away. Before you could respond, she turns off her lamp and lays with her back facing you. That could have gone worse, at least she didn’t yell at you this time.

You don’t know how long you spent just staring into the darkness of your room, but this night ends just like the others. Even when things are tense, you always wait until Wanda has fallen asleep before letting yourself do the same. Just in case she ever needs you, though it seems she doesn’t anymore. You close your eyes and sleep to the rising and falling of Wanda's chest.

 …

Your slumber was interrupted by tossing and turning from beside you.

You hear Wanda begin to mutter in her sleep as her hands clench the sheets under her grasp.

“Wanda, baby” you call out softly.

“Please, don’t hurt them” she pleads, still trapped within the nightmare.

Sitting up, you turn on the lamp. Getting a better look at your wife, her face is in distress with sweat covering her forehead. You’ve never seen her this way before and instantly knew that you needed to wake her now. Shaking her body, you call out to her again. “We’re safe baby, please open your eyes for me”

This seems to do the trick and as she opens her eyes, and for the first time you are greeted with the red glow, in all of its glory. The adrenaline from her nightmare still plaguing her body as her chest rises and falls with a quickness. She sits up wildly, searching around the room for something. Pulling her body into you until her head rests against your chest, you knew this was the only way to prevent the start of her panic attacks after these types of dreams.

“Detka” she cries out. “The boys, where are they? I need to find them”

She attempts to thrash away from your grip, but you don’t let her go. “They’re okay, I promise. Today’s a big day for them, remember it's their first day” You shush her, rocking your body as you remind her of the day’s schedule. Silence fills the air, and when you felt her breaths calm down you thought she had fallen back to sleep once again.

“Y/N, please. I need to see my babies” she begs, her voice so small and broken. Looking down at her, you see that her eyes have returned back to normal.

“Okay” you give in, knowing just how much she needs the reassurance. “But, we can’t wake them or else they’ll never go back to bed” you say lightly, in hopes of gaining a smile from Wanda but all you hear in response is Wanda rushing out of the room like a woman on a mission.

Sighing, you get out of bed and tread to the hallway. As you approach their room, you see Wanda is already sitting on the bed, slowly stroking Tommy’s cheek before moving to Billy’s. It looks like they migrated into the same bed after you left the room. Ever since the incident, they’ve reverted to sleeping in the same bed again. As you enter, you approach the window that overlooks the beds and adjust the digital baby monitor you’ve had to purchase since moving into this new house. After the first night of waking up to screams of horror, you both wanted to ensure their safety from the convenience of your room.

You could still remember the glare you received from Wanda when you mentioned the idea of returning to your bedroom at night instead of sleeping with the twins for a night. You would have thought that you said the evilest thing in the world from the way she refused to speak to you for the rest of the day. It wasn’t until you brought it up again with their therapist that she had actually agreed it would be better to start the transition now that you were in a new city.

Wanda was reluctant to agree but only under the condition that cameras were installed around the house in case something happens. You didn’t think that you needed to do something that drastic yet, so you both eventually compromised with the baby monitor. It hasn’t even been a full week yet, but the boys were handling it far better than you had expected. Ever since the move, they’ve taken things even better than you and Wanda had. It made your heart swell with love when you saw how peaceful and carefree they looked as they slept.

Wanda leans forwards, pressing a kiss onto each of their cheeks before standing up. She lets out a shaky breath, reaching out for your hand now that she’s been able to believe that her family was safe. You grab her hands and guide her back to your bedroom.

As you lay back down in bed, you could tell something was still preventing Wanda from fully relaxing again.

“What’s going on in that head of yours?”

“I… I don’t understand these dreams. It's a life that’s so different from mine, one without you or the boys. And it scares me so much” she confesses, her grip tightening on your hand. “I don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost this, lost you. Each night I’m reliving the same nightmare that always ends with me alone, with everyone around me dead”

You kiss her head and rub her back.

“What if she’s still inside of me? And I try to hurt you or the twins again, I would never forgive myself” she says frantically, working herself up again. This was the first time she’s ever explained what her nightmares were about.

“Wanda look at me,” you say firmly, before grabbing her hands. “We are safe, and you are safe. The tests have all confirmed that she is gone and she’ll never come back. You’re my wife, and the mother to the best kids in the world. I know you’ll never do anything to hurt our family. And I will never let anything happen to you or the boys, again” you speak with so much conviction that it springs tears in Wanda’s eyes.

“It won’t be easy but soon we’ll heal from this, and it’ll become a distant memory. Our love is strong enough to get through this, but you can’t bottle it all in. I need you to trust and let me be there for you, for however long it takes. You’re not alone and you’ll never be as long as I’m here”

“Okay” she sobs out. “Don’t ever let go, I’m afraid of what I’ll become if you did. I can’t do this without you”

“Never. I’m not going anywhere” you promise.

You don’t remember how long you spent holding Wanda until all you heard was her soft snores. You look towards your alarm and instantly know that your time to rest has come to an end. You get up and begin preparing for the day, knowing the boys would be up for school soon. It feels like your body has been moving on autopilot for the past two months, and you had no idea how much longer you could sustain with the current pace of your lives.

The only thing motivating you now was the hope that tomorrow would be better than the day before, and with this glass-half-full mindset, you could see the progress (no matter how slow it feels). Wanda opening up to you was a step in the right direction. You could continue to play the strong and invincible if it meant keeping her from falling apart. You couldn't help but feel a little out of your depth when it comes to her issues. What did you know about magical powers or the multiverse? It was only then that you realized the truth of Maria’s words from earlier. If you were going to be there for Wanda then you needed to accept that things may never go back to how they were. This life is your new normal.

[corvusblackk]

I SHIFTED 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 AVATAR DR

The last few times I shifted were only with intention but this time I also said affirmations that grounded me in that reality (for example: "I am ene'ya te kalin satkie'itan” , “I live in Pandora”, “I am a na'vi”, etc…), and I went to sleep with the mentality that I was already there in Pandora.

I took notes right after I came back btw so everything was still fresh in my mind, then I added it all together and I tried to make a storytime as detailed as I can. I probably don’t remember well all the things but I tried my best to make everything accurate to what happened.

Okay so let me start.

I had scripted that Lo'ak would wake me up but that didn't happen, instead when I opened my eyes (I don't know what time it was because we don't keep track of time with clocks there) i got kind of scared because I found myself with my face squashed in a hammock so I could see everything from a big height and thought I could fall at any moment. This time I immediately realized that I had shifted because 1. I scripted it and 2. everything was too different, starting from the environment (forest) and ending on myself (literally blue), but I didn't even feel strong emotions like in the other shifts idk why, I was already used to being there as if I've always been there (in that reality it's obvious that I've always been there but you know what I mean).

As I was getting up I was told something like “you finally woke up, we thought you were dead” or something like that because it was said in Na'vi (now that I’m back I think its so weird that I knew and was used to a completely different language). Anyway, in the end it was Tuk who had spoken and she was standing next to a surface of worked wood with stuff on it that looked like exotic fruit. When I got up from the hammock for a moment it was strange to feel so huge (and semi-naked lol) and blue, but this too was super normal so I didn't think about it much.

There around the table, besides Tuk, were my father and one of my sisters and everything immediately became normal, I got back the memories and knowledge of that reality and I had the feeling that this reality was now a distant memory, or a dream, and it was there instead that I belonged. Tuk was at our place because she wanted to have breakfast with us, so then we started eating these seeds which were called pxorna and a type of fruit which name I don't remember, then there was also the spartan fruit which I think was the one from the first film (which Jake tastes for the first time in his new body). My mother and my other sister had gone hunting since I had woken up late, meanwhile then I decided to take Tuk back to her family and bro, I expected to be super excited to meet the rest of the Sully family but instead it was normal like everything else 😭 (now that I'm back here I've been freaking out the whole time that is, I still don't realize but okay).

Neytiri is fucking beautiful btw, and Jake is ethereal irl and is much more patient with the children since the sky people wasn’t there yet. Kiri is like in the movie I have nothing to add, she is nice to me but she is very sarcastic. Lo'ak is quite a kid lmao, even though he's in his 20s he acted a bit annoying and rebellious just because (obviously I love Lo'ak but I'm just describing how he was there, I’m not judging him) but still he was my best friend and i have to say we were very similar now that i think back on it.

Neteyam on the other hand.. bro, the most annoying person in the world, I’LL EXPLAIN RIGHT AWAY don't attack me. Practically, clever as I am, I scripted an enemies to lovers with him, not considering that actually in the "enemies" phase we would have been "enemies" and I have to say okay: it's not that we hated each other or were really enemies, but we kind of couldn't stand not even breathe the same air. He still always had that protective older brother personality and was kind/available to everyone BUT NOT WITH ME, I really pissed him off 😭 but it was mutual so yea. In fact, when he saw me bring Tuk back he snorted and changed seats so I remember that I kind of teased him about it but I don't remember exactly what I said to him.

Later I went out with Lo'ak and we went to get the ikrans because he wanted to go to Tsireya and wanted me to accompany him lmao because they weren't really together yet so he was shy. We had another friend called Nìmäng (he isn’t in the movies), and he was much more serious than us; I don't know how he could be our friend but somehow it worked because he balanced our non-seriousness. In short, we took the ikrans (mine is called Zeswavi) and y’all, it's a one of a kind experience, you feel the wind stinging your skin and you perceive in your body everything the ikran is feeling, then don't make fun of me but you also feel invincible, it's so incredible (I recommend you to shift there just to experience this thing).

When we arrived in Awa'atlu (I scripted that it's only 10 minutes flight away because I'm smart) it was just spectacular, it looked like the Maldives🧍🏼 but much much better. So, now I want you to trust me when I say that I had to hold back not to jump on Tonowari, that man is irresistible and so mighty irl, I can't do it lorddd. Ronal didn't like me that much and frankly I'm afraid it was because she saw me drooling over her husband. Tsireya is lovely, the kindest person there I must say, as well as Rotxo. Ao'nung on the other hand.. an infernal beast, literally; he’s cool I mean, but he was really annoying, he liked to tease me and provoke me every 5 minutes, but I responded by hitting him so it was all balanced.

The rest of the day was spent swimming with the ilus, playing a kind of ping pong with barks and also fishing at some point, which would have been very boring if it weren't for Ao'nung who, although annoying, is really funny. Later Kiri and Tuk also joined us, Neteyam as well, with whom I had a fight because I hit him on the head with the fishing net (it was actually hilarious). Before the eclipse we went back to the forest and brought back some of the fish we had caught, my mother cooked it and wrapped it in seaweed and it was all so good man.

We then all gathered around a bonfire and sang songs, other na'vis sang and some danced, it was truly magical. For a moment I stared at Neteyam because, even if I couldn't stand him, he was really beautiful under the firelight, but when he saw me he said like "what are you looking at, skxawng?" (“idiot”) so I insulted him and started ignoring him again lol.

At night I decided to shift here again because the experience was so beautiful that I wanted to tell everyone about it.

Thanks for reading this all <3 go shift!

[gauntlings]

dream, future, and secret for kira from the ask meme? 💕💕

ahhhh ty this was so funl! ❤️ this got ridiculously long and a bit morbid sorry so sorry 🙈

Desire - (I didn't see dream so I just went with the next d letter on the list hope that's okay!!)

What is one thing your oc wants more than anything in the world? Are they open with that desire? Why/why not? What would they do to fulfill it?

it feels a bit simple to say, but kira has always wanted a family. externally she has never really been serious enough with someone to ever consider settling down, and is married enough to her work even before meeting ub. i think externally she plays the role of a busy detective/agent quite well, but internally really seeks the validation & security of having her own family. one that is hers, not on loan from someone else or temporary. when ub first arrives she is very private about that desire. she is more honest with herself though after the events of b3, since loving A really makes her question what she wants & what she is willing to put up with & why. kira does feel like ub is her family, but truthfully doesn't feel fully lovable or loved if she's not in a relationship with someone (aka she desperately needs to start therapy by b1. she gets there but certainly not in the beginning lol)

Future

What's the worst possible future for your OC? Are they taking steps to avoid that outcome? Are they even aware it's a possibility?

oh man, as much as it would probably bristle her to admit, the worst possible outcome for kira honestly probably involved her being given the ultimatum of going to jail going to the police academy due to some strings rebecca was able to pull with some old contacts. kira acted out a lot in her teens, mostly for petty stuff to get rebecca's attention. but her behavior had been gradually escalating at that time. she chose the academy route which genuinely did help provide some structure & meaning to her life which is very important to her to this day. the worse outcome involves her never getting away from those earlier negative influences, never learning this healthy routines & schedules to keep. and also, very possibly slipping further down the addiction/trouble with the law pipeline as a coping mechanism

Secret

What's one secret your OC never wants anyone to know about them?

this one got sad very quick so sorry!! brief cw for suicidal ideation & attempt:

kind of going off the previous answer, her late teens were the roughest time for her. both with the law, her relationship with rebecca, substance use, and a string of terrible relationships (if they could even be called that). in one of these low points, kira made a half-hearted attempt to take her own life. but an attempt nonetheless. kira ended up being fine, but there was still some intention behind the act, even if she regretted it soon after. she never told anyone about it though. also i would also like to clarify, it is not because there should be any shame around such a thing or past attempts ❤️ but i think enough time has gone by that kira wouldn't know how to bring it up or talk about it even if she wanted to. especially now that she is so close to ub, she wouldn't want to tell them because they know about her upbringing. they know & respect her mom. telling them would almost positively get back to rebecca. and even if kira doesn't have a great relationship with her mom, she almost feels like telling her (or anyone now) would feel like she was blaming her mother somehow. kira would never want to put that kind of hurt or guilt on somebody else, so keeps it to herself. she hides that, not out of shame, but because it is perhaps one of the only ways she can think to be considerate of rebecca's feelings while also keeping herself emotionally distant from the memory

[goosewriting]

purple 42 for donnie and reader where reader basically tries to sacrifice themself for donnie/his brothers. luckily reader wakes up but donnie is basically traumatized and 1000% more protective of reader now lol

Almost gone (rottmnt Donnie x reader)

prompt 42: “I always said I’d die for you.” “I didn’t think you meant literally.”

summary: Donnie remembers how readily you would have sacrificed yourself for him.

relationship: Rise!Donnie x GN reader

warnings: mention of injuries and possible death (that doesn’t end up happening)

word count: ~530

A/N: what is up with reader sacrificing themself again for donnie lmao i initially wanted to make this one a little more light hearted because the dialogue seemed more sarcastic, but i ended up going in a different direction. hope you like it!

(english is not my first language. constructive criticism and grammar corrections are very appreciated!)

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Donnie stirs and frowns in his sleep, his dream being filled with the memories of last week’s events.

You had joined the turtles on patrol that day, but only after Donnie had built a bō staff for you and given you some sort of training. While he liked having your company while the turtles made their usual rounds, he wasn’t keen on having you deliberately exposed to potential danger. And his fears ended up becoming a reality, as a fight with the Foot Clan erupted. 

They were causing a ruckus and stealing paperwork from an office building. You were never meant to be a part of the fight, yet you didn’t hesitate to join the turtles in attacking the soldiers, intent on getting rid of the enemy and doing your part to protect your turtle family.

You did pretty well for yourself in the fight, and as it reached its climax, you saw a Foot soldier sneaking around the group to attack Donnie from behind. Without a second thought, you ran at him and pushed him with all your might. The force of your tackle ended up throwing the both of you towards and through the window panel that reached from the floor to the ceiling. You heard the glass shattering and the curses coming from the enemy as he fell.

Donnie would still see this moment in slow motion: how after the Foot member stumbled over his own feet at your sudden attack and started falling backwards, you looked back in your boyfriend’s direction to make sure he was okay. Then you felt yourself being pulled out the window too; the soldier had grabbed you by your sleeve and was pulling you with him. 

But instead of showing desperation or regret or fear, you had smiled at Donnie, as if it was enough to know he was safe.

The turtle shudders at the thought of how easily you would have sacrificed yourself for him.

Leo had ended up portalling himself to you before you fell to your certain demise on the concrete ground. But the Foot soldier had still gotten you pretty good mid-air, essentially beating you up in the matter of seconds before Leo snatched you up and portalled you back to the now wrecked office, where the fight had just ended.

Donnie opens his eyes to look at you in his arms, bandaged and bruised but still alive. You’re both safe now in his bed. You’re healing properly but it would still take some time for you to recover entirely, and he is not going to take you on patrol again anytime soon, that’s for sure. 

He can still remember how you had lied on the makeshift hospital bed in his lab after they had gotten back to the lair, and as he was patching you up he reprimanded you for being so reckless. Your only response had been a genuine “I always said I’d die for you” as you held his tear-stained face.

He gives your temple a kiss and you cuddle further into his arms.

“I didn’t think you meant literally” he mutters under your breath, being lulled to sleep by your steady breaths and heart beating against his own.

~~~~~

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